#georgebur day

[dreamnotnapss]

just want to let the georgebur girlies know that your ship is valid and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise :)

#georgebur #discourse #been seeing a lot of negativity so I’m here to counteract it #hope y’all are having a good day #🍟

[maliceistillalive]

Have a lil peek😏

#WIP #🏃‍♀️imma run #georgebur #wiggy #wnf #wilburnotfound #meow duo #fanart #wogy #gtg sleep #the finish ver will up in 2 days or sooner

[wilbygnf]

no way guys cute date is back WOOO

#georgebur #wnf #wilburnotfound #what a good day it is #LOOK AT THEM MY BOYS

[wildpeachfarm]

This is ancient lore but I remember the dark days of georgebur shipping. There were people going around saying that george and willbur were in love but dream was coercing george with money into being in a relationship with him. This was before george moved to florida. To this day I can't stop laughing about how stupid that was

I hope that those people saw George finally reciprocate the “cute date” snaps AND smile in a dream one and cry their little hearts out

#ask #anon #anti drummyache tag

[tinogiehd]

I used to be in multiship spaces and I remember the day the cheating fic dropped like 9/11 because the georgeburs (no, I wasn’t a georgebur but I was in spaces with them) went horsewild about it cause there aren’t many good georgebur fics and they tore it to shreds in group chats because of the dnf ending. Anyways that’s why I’m a fan of your writing now, I hated that fic because my friends hated it until I read it and then I subscribed to you on ao3

#HEY….. #aya asks #fic talk

[mushiewrites]

Wilbur's Visit

day 5 everyone! I had like 12 different ideas for today, but none of them happened and I suddenly got a fever and everything very quickly went downhill :D BUT, I'm fine, I managed to write a cute lil fic with some georgebur <3 and post before midnight, which I guess is something! Anyway, I hope you enjoy! (also, remember to use the # "mushies lee!George week" if you participate! thank u!)

day 5 - thighs / prompts found here!

(lee!George / ler!Wilbur / ler!Dream : 1.1K words)

“Your garden is huge!” 

“It’s called a yard here in America, Wilbur.”

“Okay, your yard is huge!” He adjusted his wording, using the heaviest American accent he could muster up. George rolled his eyes with a fake huff as he looked up at his friend with a wide smile.

The two British boys stood next to each other outside in the back of the Dream Team home, Wilbur having visited due to Lovejoy having a show somewhere in Orlando. Dream and Sapnap had run out to pick up food for the four of them while the rest of the band had opted to get some much needed rest in their hotel rooms before their show tomorrow. 

“It is! Almost as massive as- HEY! Whahahat?! Wilbur!” George was in the middle of making some idiotic joke, turning away from the taller boy to admire the expanse of his backyard when suddenly Wilbur was in front of him, crouching down and quickly standing up with a very confused George clinging to his back. 

“Tradition, Gogs!” Wilbur exclaimed, adjusting his grip under George’s thighs as he spoke to make sure he wouldn’t slip off of his back during the spontaneous piggyback ride he had decided to give the brunette. Wilbur squeezed at George’s thighs, on the sensitive flesh above the back of his knee, causing the smaller boy to kick out with a yelp. 

Wilbur tilted his head to the side so he could see George, realizing quickly that he was just as surprised as Wilbur was at the reaction he had. He curled his fingers a few times and watched as the younger boy’s face twisted into a huge smile, a few more squeaks escaping and confirming what he had suspected all along - George was ticklish.

“What was tha-“

“Don’t.” 

The elder giggled at George’s response, bouncing him a little on his back to make him squeal a few times, making sure to squeeze his hands up the bottom of George’s thighs as he did so.

The reaction was instantaneous. George was giggling like mad, kicking as much as he could as he buried his face into the back of Wilbur’s neck in an attempt to muffle his laughter. This caused Wilbur to start giggling as well, tilting his head to block the sensitive skin on his neck that George was now inadvertently tickling. 

“Stahap, you’re ti-! Y-You’re- ….just stohohop!” George exclaimed as Wilbur continued to squeeze, focusing on a spot towards his upper thighs that seemed to make the younger boy shriek every time he danced his fingers gently over it. George made a move to squirm out of the grasp, but to his surprise Wilbur started sprinting across the yard, cackling wildly when George screamed. 

“I’m what, Gogy? Tickling you?” He flashed George a smile over his shoulder, chuckling when he watched George’s face turn a bright red.

“Whahahahat?! Nohoho! Stohohop, plehehease! Wilbur!” 

“Noho can do! You were trying to escape my tickles! That’s extremely rude, don’t you think?” Wilbur spoke, bouncing George again to readjust his grip on the smaller boy. He moved his grasp towards George’s inner thighs this time, pushing in with his fingers a few times with a little more pressure and breaking out into giggles as George shrieked and attempted to climb off of him again. 

“Look! You’re doing it again!” Wilbur yelled before taking off once more across the yard, ending up next to the lounge chairs near the back door of the house. “Looks like you leave me no choice, George!” 

“Whahahat, I just- WILBUR!” George was suddenly dropped from Wilbur’s arms and landed on one of the chairs below, startling him and sending him into a frenzy of giggles. The weight of the two caused the back of the lounge chair to lay down completely, allowing Wilbur to push the smaller boy down onto his back. George quickly turned over onto his tummy to try and get away, but the taller boy straddled the backs of his calves so he couldn’t escape. 

“It’s fine, king, just relax!”

Contrary to his calming tone and request, Wilbur dug both hands into the backs of George’s upper thighs, focusing on the area towards the tops of them to make the brunette shriek. George clawed at the cushions of the seat before dropping his hands into the grass below, ripping up the blades as he laughed himself silly and pleaded like his life depended on it.

“NAHAHA PLEHEHEASE! Nohohohot there not thehehere!”

“Yes here! It seems like a good enough spot to me!” 

George resorted to bringing his hands up to cover his face, trying to block out his laughter and also to try and soothe the rapidly growing blush before Wilbur would try to flip him over and see. 

“It is a good spot,” George froze as he heard a familiar voice coming from behind him. “In fact, it’s probably the best.”

“Dream! How lovely to see you here on this fine afternoon!” He heard Wilbur over exaggerate his accent, deniably making him giggle more at the ridiculousness of the situation. 

“DREHEHEHEAM! Hehehelp mehehehe!” George pleaded, shoulders scrunched up to his ears and face still hidden in his hands due to the embarrassment of his best friend finding him in this predicament. It was nothing new, he had ended up in this exact scenario more times than he could count with the blonde, but that didn’t seem to make this any easier on him.

“Help you? Alright, if you say so.” 

George suddenly felt another set of hands begin squeezing at a very precise spot on his upper inner thighs, a spot only Dream knew, sending his laughter up an octave and causing his squirming to turn to thrashing. 

“DREHEHEAM!”

“Whahat?! I'm helping!” 

The brunette was in full hysterics, smacking his hands against the cushions of the chair as his thighs were tormented by his friends. It wasn’t until Sapnap wandered into the backyard looking for everyone, too hungry to wait for them to finish whatever torture Wilbur and Dream had started, that the two finally let him up.

When he was finally able to sit up, George felt tears streaming down his cheeks and whined in embarrassment. He wiped his face with his sleeves with a groan, turning to face the two and swearing to take down everyone in the house if they pulled anything like that again.i

#lee!george #ler!wilbur #ler!dream #was constantly thinking about that irl stream with wilbur running around with george on his back tbh #this is very rushed and not as detailed as I'd like #but i did intend for this to be a ficlet and suddenly its a small fic so #i also blame mULTIPLE people for making my brain go away today so this is only partly my fault that its not what i was trying to do #i hope you enjoy anyway! #also thank u cal for helping me and encouraging me all day i will cry thinking about it but ur the best puppy ever ): <3 #mushies lee!george week #mushie fics #mcyt tickle #my stuff

[soot-lore]

you cry about georgebur every few days too right? no?? okay... um this is awkward... i guess that's not normal *backs aways slowly before you realize my weirdness* okay that's good to know! i hope you have a great day *runs away to the most distant nook in the world*

#but honestly please tell me it's not just me #i miss them so much #they are my beloveds #georgebur #wiggy #wnf #wogy #soot-lore

[biboyhalo]

Do you have a dark past that gets you blocked by so many ppl? I know we haven't known each other for super long but you actually seem pretty chill here... i guess youre good at restraining ur demons haha

yes my dark past and all my cancellations, each of which brought on a wave of getting blocked:

- one of the first ones to say george gay and mean it seriously not as a joke - 2020

- saying dream and sapnap are being a bit shitty to george - 2020

- writing a georgebur - 2021

- saying dream has changed and is growing as a person and isnt evil - 2021

- saying dream is bisexual - 2021

- 'only truthing guys and gay ships' fujoshigate 2021 (cancellation happyblr edition)

- saying dream is bisexual 2: electric boogaloo "but he identifies as unlabeled 😠" - 2021

- following controversial people (because of course following means endorsement) - 2022

- writing dream getting fingered too much - 2022

- writing dream not getting fingered enough - 2022, same week.

- having people suddenly accuse me of being critblr without explaining to me what critblr is even supposed to be, bc i kept the same follower list since 2020 and apparently i missed some other cancellations that werent my own

- making an account on which i argued with tumblr freaks (which i abandoned because they were making me hate my life 👍) and calling it critblr as a response to my blog being called a critblr blog, that being taken out of context and a tumblr user creating a wonderful smear campaign against me which they keep up to this day dming everyone who has ever reblogged from me that they know 😭👍- 2022

- being associated with ""critblr"" because i gossip even though ive never posted any leaked info in my life on this blog lol - 2022/2023

- being so hot and sexy and right all the time - ongoing

also like half of the tumblr freaks i mentioned also hate my guts bc im drolo pilled there was a whole thing with a discord and everything. theyre obsessed with me ig 🙄💅 but i dont count that as a cancellation bc theyre freaks lol

#anon #chlopieno #this looks like im being hyperbolic but i am not kidding when i say each of those events came with a wave of blocks #i am blocked by like almost all of happyblr. all 20 of them 😔 #jun 23

[georgebursbiggestfan]

LMAO MY FIRST POST IS JUST ME BEING ALL SILLIE BOUT GEORGEBUR SILLIES <33 ANYWAY I WONT POST MUCH ON HERE BUT I MIGHT RE-POST STUFF LIKE OTHERS ART AND SUCH BUT EITHER THAN THAT , IM JUST MOSTLY HERE FOR COOL ART AND GEORGEBUR <3333 HAVE A BEAUTIFUL DAY EVERYONE !!!!!! (^^)

#lgbtqia #newbie #georgebur

[faehrys]

georgebur friendship has been ruined for me by serious shippers and the fic screenshots aya posts every day 😭

[lesbian-gnf-archive]

the most recent dnf fic on ao3 has been georgebur for literally the entire day and I'm sick of seeing it.. I asked for dnf NOT GEORGEBUR

- 🐑

GUYS QUICK Post a random and cute one-shot Post a dnf baby one shot to cover the grgebr pls

#kore.ask #grgbur neg #🐑

[dreamnotnapss]

George is watching Wilbur’s stream :’)

#georgebur #welcome everyone to day 1 of your journey to appreciating georgebur #/j #🍟

[frubboflowers]

Fishing gone wrong

Pairing: George/Wilbur

Rating: G

Word count: 1050

You can send me your requests with georgebur as a paring, ask box is open :D

He is fishing. As he often does, it’s his new favorite hobby. Wilbur finds spending time near the water, sometimes catching up a fish or two or some sea treasure and junk quite relaxing, especially after days filled with chaotic adventures and interactions (Tommy talked him into messing with Tubbo by getting invisible and placing blocks that he just mined).

So today he is fishing once again. This time not under the Pube though, he wanted to get away from people for a bit, so he got just over the mountains to the nearest river mouth and settled there with a book he brought.

And Wilbur did had quite a peaceful and ordinary evening, until his fishing rod, plugged into the ground, didn’t start to tremble heavily, like something on the other end was trying to broke it. Definitely something bigger than a fish.

Wilbur jumped on the place and hurried to take the rod, not really knowing what to do. He doesn’t see what exactly in this lake got caught on the hook, and he can’t really help because of it, so he does the next thing that comes to mind and pulls the rod, trying to drag whatever it is closer.

It’s hard, especially because this something keeps wiggling, but he manages to overpower it at least enough to see where it is. And a part of a big grayish blue tail (it was hard to notice it in the darkness of the sky and the water, but Wilbur’s phantom night vision helped him to do so).

This tail is too big for a fish. Or a dolphin. In fact, the shape looks quite familiar, and Wilbur needs only a few seconds to realize that it’s a merfolk tail. Like Niki’s.

“Shit”, he matters quietly to himself, trying to keep the rod in his hands. Wilbur takes more air into his lungs and says loudly, hoping that the merfolk will hear him and listen to him: “I am so sorry! I didn’t mean to catch you! Please, swim closer, so I could get the hook out!”

The wiggling intensifies, and the water ruffles and wobbles angrily, but Wilbur can see a dark shadow getting closer to him, and he waits patiently and nervously, until it’s maybe two meters away, and a mer he accidentally caught pops his head – only eyes – out of the water carefully, testing him.

“I am sorry”, Wilbur repeats, lowering his voice a bit, and trying to seem as not dangerous as possible. “I didn’t know merfolk live here, when I came”.

The eyes looks at him with suspicion, inspecting every small movement he does. They are dark, darker than the night sky, with mistrust, but Wilbur thinks he can still find gleams of curiosity there. Mer swoons a bit closer, and Wilbur takes it as a good sign.

“My name is Wilbur”, he smiles politely. “I live with my friends just over a mountain that way. I actually have a friend Niki, who is also a merfolk”.

The mer swims another bit closer, and if Wilbur wanted, he could’ve reach out and touch it now. Which he doesn’t do, obviously. It wouldn’t be nice and polite of him. But he does stare very impolitely when the mer finally bobs his whole head up, showing his face.

Wilbur has never seen anyone quite as beautiful.

Pearl white skin with chiseled but soft features. Eyes are bigger than they usually are – he is, of course, aware that merfolk has slightly bigger eyes compared to their faces than most of the creatures, but this mer’s eyes are just bigger – lips are puffy and a bit bluish, short dark brown hair prettily frames the temples and gills.

The mer says something quietly, and Wilbur totally misses it.

“M sorry, what?” he asks, a bit embarrassed for his thoughts wondering off.

“I said, you can take the hook out now”, the mer repeat.

Only now Wilbur notices that they stuck the end of their tail out now, where in the tailfin he notices a wound and his hook stuck in it, ripping it off. Guilt adds to the embarrassment.

“I am so sorry”, he repeats for the third time – and it’s definitely not enough – reaching out and as careful as he can getting the hook out. “I didn’t know you were here, especially so close to the surface that I could accidentally get you. I didn’t mean to”.

The mer doesn’t answer. Just stares at him, unblinking, and their gaze seems heavy on Wilbur.

“You said you have a mer friend?” they say finally, ignoring his apologies.

“Yeah!” Wilbur accepts the possibility of a conversation as quickly as he can. “She live in the lake we have here. She is really nice, you would like her”, the last sentence escapes before he can think, and Wilbur flushes, adding: “Well, of course I can’t know for certain about you specifically, but everybody loves Niki, so”.

“Do you fish in her lake too?” the tone of the mer is still calm and kind of monotone, but there’s a certain amount of sass in their question, and Wilbur almost thinks that they are teasing him.

“I do”, he answers truthfully. “She allowed it though, I go to the side away from her house to do so”.

The mer hums in understanding, and hides their tail under the water, drifting away from Wilbur a bit, which Wilbur translates as an end of the conversation.

“I am really sorry”, he says for the last time, picking up his stuff. “I won’t come here to fish again”.

He takes a step away, ready to leave, but mer stops him.

“You can fish here”, they say, surprising Wilbur. “Just…”, the mer falls silent for a moment, kind of awkwardly, before finishing, “…warn me about it”.

“How can I do that?” Wilbur asks immediately, jumping on opportunity to come here again (the mer is so beautiful).

There’s silence once again, while the mer is thinking, and Wilbur hitches his breath.

“George”, they settle after all, and Wilbur can’t help but smile, hearing their name. “My name is George. Just call it out loud”.

And with that they disappear under the water completely.

And if Wilbur comes here to fish next evening, and his and only his business.

#georgebur #wiggy #wilburnotfound

[wilbygnf]

hi georgebur nation 🎤 (anyone there?)

so since i’m like 99% most likely not gonna finish any georgebur fics i have started, im planning on just posting the pieces i have

which honestly are not even drafts, they’re like barely excerpts, they’re like tiny thoughts i have that i’m like hm maybe one day i could turn this into a story. like tbh most of it doesn’t even have to be about them

anyway i’m just getting excited because i’m going through what i have, & i really like some of it so im excited to put it out there :))

this is very premature but mostly i just wanted to talk about it :)

#georgebur #hope u fellas are doing well #wish i was more active to make posts about their goodbye since george left #dw i have a prompt started about that hehe

[wildpeachfarm]

https://www.tumblr.com/wildpeachfarm/748377535190007808/this-is-ancient-lore-but-i-remember-the-dark-days

LMAOO They did get SO mad at the cute date stuff😭Which is so interesting to me bc if George n Wilbur really were that attached George still left London to live with another man🤨He still took their little joke and turned it into a dnf joke🤨AND Dream was the only person he smiled for. ANDDD he did the cute date snap ON DREAM.🤨🤨

I did occasionally find Georgebur fun mostly for the dynamic but to see anyone genuinely fight to believe that they were in love or had something going on and Dream was stealing George away (as if he wasn’t scrambling to leave the country for like 2 years) was so funny to me

also I think if people were so convinced george and wilbur were close, why wasn't wilbut one of the people that george facetimed when he landed in america? Seemed like they were doing that with their close friends at the time 😭

yes and also the fact that he turned the cute date thing into the DNF thing was VERY telling and equally as funny

#ask

[tinogiehd]

Hello, let me begin by stating that, from the ogies to whom I have blessed with my knowledge, you are the nicest.

I have recently seen messages in your askbox referencing a georgebur fanfiction. Please could you guide me to where I could read this. I am very excited to read about the tragic but undying love shared by George and Wilbur.

It is my understanding that it is a work of yours. I am very hopeful that you shall become a leading force in this space, one who will help misguided dnfers everywhere reach a more accurate understanding of the truth behind dnf and georgebur. Let it be known that your efforts shall not go unappreciated; I, for one, will be eternally grateful.

Also, please may you relay a request to fooshogie to unblock me. Although we have only interacted through anonymous asks, my days are weighed down with the fact that we had left things in such negativity. I am sorry fooshogie, let us begin afresh.

yeah of course man 😊 here is is

#you are so beautiful to me you’re like a little rabid animal #aya asks #fic talk #bait anon #gbur anon