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Dream had a double black in his hand and a careless grin already aimed in George’s direction when the brunet met his eyes. Dream’s eyes were glassy, but his gaze still felt sharp enough to cut George’s thoughts wide open. George had been drunk with him enough times to know that the Floridan was damn good at holding his liquor, and something about the clarity in his deep hazel-green eyes made George feel precipitously weak in the knees.
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Dream and George get drunk at a party and hook up basically. College AU.
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02 Jan 2021
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Day 3: Flowers
“I promise you. I promise I’ll come back.”
He promises, George thinks wistfully. He promises such a thing- to offer George with his word on something, to uphold it. It’s as if he’s saying that he’ll give the world to him, just for him. But somewhere is the lingering thought in George's mind is that he won't come back. That the cruel war that had riddled their land will take him too, and he will be left aching and worry-worn. George shivers at the thought. Of a life without him.
“You promise?"
That you’ll come home to me?
And as if he heard those unspoken words. Dream beams at him.
“I promise. You won’t even notice that I was gone, my love.”
George lets out a wet and broken laugh at the overly romantic pet name that he associates with his beloved. Dream does so too, before pulling him back into his embrace.
They stay there for a bit. The war can wait.
“I promise I’ll be waiting.”
(or, the war au with letters and oscar wilde quotes.)
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- Part 3 of Dteam Prompt Week [september]
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30 Dec 2020
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George’s legs ached.
His lungs felt tight and too small.
His breath was loud in his ears.
His pack bounced uncomfortably on his shoulders.
George, homeless and adrift, is an outlaw of the Mad King's reign. He'd spent the last two months being hunted across the wilderness at the fringe of society by a ruthless killer in a smiling mask and bright green coat. This, he understood.
What he didn't understand is why such a ruthless killer kept letting him go.
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- Part 1 of Long Live the King
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25 Nov 2020
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"You see, one loves the sunset when one is so sad." -- Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince
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14 Jul 2020