6 Works in MCYT
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everybody's everything by catboyhowell (bloodyscarab)
Fandoms: dreamnotfound - Fandom, Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF
24 Aug 2021
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SEQUEL TO SAVE THAT SHIT
learning to love and be loved.named after the lil peep documentary 'everybody's everything'
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- Part 2 of everybody's everything
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How To Be A Human Being. by orphan_account
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF, DreamSMP
21 Aug 2021
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in which george tags along to a smoke shop for weed run, and meets a hot cashier.
dnf / karlnapity college au :)
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“It means that you’re objectively pretty. Like, you’re attractive to the point where people will give you more attention because of that fact.” Dream replied, faking as much confidence as he could as he spoke. George lifted his head from his knees and rested back against his chair.
“Objectively pretty...”, George repeated, “I don’t even understand what that means or why it’s a good thing.”
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“Dream?” George asked, keeping his gaze on the tree above.
“Yes?”
“Forever?” George asked with a sigh.
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watermelon sugar by orphan_account
Fandoms: dreamnotfound - Fandom, Minecraft - Fandom, Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF
26 Dec 2020
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"wait wait wait, come back. i wanna see the difference in color again."
clay chuckled and leaned back onto the mass of green blades, his hands underneath his head.
"you're so cute."
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dream takes george to watch his first sunset with his colorblind glasses.watermelon sugar by harry styles
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another night, chasing (you feel like home) by Anonymous for sootified, Cant_reach_the_countertop, NETHERW4RT, Aerine9
Fandoms: Video Blogging RPF
25 Dec 2020
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“You’re cute,” he says, low, and his words seem to sear into Karl’s core, making his heart thump uncomfortably hard against his chest. It’s said so quietly that even he has to strain to hear it, the words that are for him and him alone. Sapnap’s hands move up, brushing past his arms and settling on his flushed cheeks. Karl swallows, leans into the touch when the former’s thumb runs faintly over his cheek, the rough pads of his fingers and the calluses on his palms a sharp contrast to the soft skin under his touch.
He wets his lips, watching when Sapnap’s eyes flicker down to follow the movement, observing how his eyes grow darker and his mouth parts almost unnoticeably. “Am I?” He giggles quietly, nervousness seeping into his tone.
Christmas parties have never been fun.
Christmas parties with Sapnap? An exception, maybe.