15 Works by furculaed
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When George thinks of kids, he thinks of the dinner table.
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George taps his desk. Dream feels it against his chest.
The distance has never felt larger than now.
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or, Dream gets sent back a decade into the past and has to navigate through how it used to be.
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As George is swinging by he sees the sky burst into light, Letters being spelled meticulously from flame, curving and sloping the sentence out up in the air.
SPIDER-MAN
MEET ME AT THE SPOT. YOU KNOW THE ONE.
-TORCHIs he insane? He thinks, but there’s a smile on his face as he swings his way to the Statue of Liberty.
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George steps into Dream’s space and kisses him soundly. His hands cradle his face and he’s thinking, no one else, please. No one after me. Let me be the last.
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"People usually date before they do what we do.”
George feels the small laugh Dream makes more than he hears it. “Well, it worked out for us, didn't it? Besides,” he shrugs. “We could still date.”
“Are you asking me to be your boyfriend?”
“I don’t know, am I?”
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“I didn’t mean for it to get so messy,” she breathes, “I thought we could, I don’t know, just do whatever and we’d be okay. I can live with just this, I promise. I can do with nothing, even. I don’t know. Just don’t ask me to stop.”
Dream’s breath stops right at her chest. “Stop what, George?”
“You know,” she whispers. George looks at Dream, beautiful and breaking at the seams. “Don’t make me say it, Dream. You know,” George begs.
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“George,” he says as he comes up for air. “Can I eat you out?”
George pants, looking at him with heavy-lidded eyes. “You want it?”
There’s something so chilling about the way he says it. Dream can feel the blood in his body rushing. “Need it.”
“Too bad,” he says, teasing. “You’re gonna have to go without.”
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“Lavender?” he asks, holding up the bottle. The afternoon air has this foggy feel to it, almost like nothing is real. But the heat of the sun is curling around George’s hair and his smile strikes deep into his heart right where he loves him so Dream thinks this has to be real.
“It’s supposed to help you sleep.”
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“I love you so much, you know that?”
It must surprise George because he says nothing in return, just stares at Dream with amusement in his eyes.
“I love being around you, even if it's just like this, you know? All quiet and stuff. It’s nice. Never gets old.”
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“Dream,” George says deadpan. “You’re drunk.”
“Am not,” he refutes. George raises his eyebrows at him and suddenly he feels 2 feet tall. “Okay, maybe just a little. But, George, I swear I’m fine!”
“What are you even doing here?”
“Decorating.”
“Decorating… my door?”
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or Dream gets home from a night of drinking and decides to decorate the house.
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5 times Dream dies and goes to limbo
and the 1 time he doesn’t.
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I (22 M) fell in love with my best friend (25 M) and I don’t know what to do.
I love him, please help.or Dream realizes something and turns to reddit for help.
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“George,” Dream says. He thinks that he’ll never get tired of it. His name in his mouth. His love in his heart.
“Dream,” he answers, because it’s all he knows.
“When can you get here?”
All of a sudden the breath in George’s lungs have gone flying out. Here, Dream says. When, he asks. He’s days away from coming home and it’s more than he can handle.
“Whenever you think I can.” His shaky voice betrays the nonchalance of his words.
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“Is this okay?” He asks.
George wants to say no. It’s not okay for Dream to hold him in his bed and to breathe down his neck, heart beating against his back. It makes his head hurt even more and his stomach clenches in preparation to expel his insides. It’s unfair, is what it is. He feels cheated out of a chance for this to be real. Like a fever and a stomach bug is what brought him here, not because Dream wants this. It’s not okay. But George is a weak man, and so he closes his eyes and says “Yes. This is fine.”
Sleep comes easy to his fever-addled brain.
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I’ll give you my heart to make a place for it to happen, evidence of a love that transcends hunger. Is that too much to expect? That I would name the stars for you? That I would take you there?
You said Tell me about your books, your visions made of flesh and light and I said This is the Moon. This is the Sun. Let me name the stars for you. Let me take you there.
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Dream and George and a life of love.