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Tim grimaces as he glances in the mirror of the men’s locker room.
He’s fine, he —
“Tim!”
He startles, nearly whacking his head on the paper towel dispenser as he stands to his full height, spinning around to see Lucy stalking into the men’s locker room, her face full of concern and her hands already reaching out to him.
“What the —”
“Nolan said you got hurt,” she murmurs, her voice dripping with concern as she stops in front of him, one hand already lifting to brush gently against the healthy skin around his new wound. “That… that there was a gun to your head and you told him to shoot them both and don’t worry about me?!”
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Post 7x06 Lucy bandages up yet ANOTHER wound.
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26 Feb 2025
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sober minds agree by disexist
Fandoms: Clay | Dream/GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF) - Fandom, Video Blogging RPF
16 Sep 2024
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“I don't even care, Dream. We're not exclusive. We're not even a thing. Go ahead and call her.”
“I'm not calling her,” he says quietly, with finality, watching his eyes.
“Why? ” George questions again, a little louder. “Why, you've got everything you want at your fingertips, why not? ”
Or, Dream and George have been on the edge of something and George thinks it's all going to disappear when a girl gives Dream her number.
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21 Nov 2024
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Dream finds George crying at a party and learns about his jealousy.
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21 Nov 2024
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Then the events of last night came back to him – the hard bathroom floor, the taste of vomit in his mouth, the burning shame on his face as Dream brought him back to his own bed.
He was mortified. He was going to be teased about this for the rest of his life.
Hey, remember that time George was so pathetically sick that he passed out in the bathroom and Dream had nurse him back to health?
DNF sickfic
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26 Mar 2024
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“Shhhh, okay. It’s okay,” Dream tried to soothe, running his thumb over the back of George’s hand and continuing to rub steady circles into his back, his mind racing. He didn’t like the way George’s other hand had moved from being wrapped around his middle to splayed against his side as he bent over. Dream eyed the specific spot they landed on, an unsettling chill settling over his skin.
“What kind of pain? Is it like…aching? Or–”
“Sharp,” George ground out, his eyes squeezing shut as more tears slipped down his cheeks.
Dream’s mind went flashing back to a call he’d had with Sapnap a couple years ago, remembering his friend's tired voice recalling a specific event that made Dream's stomach turn in realization. Shit.
Or; George participates in a hot wings stream that leaves him ill. Unfortunately, that turns out to be the least of his problems.
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05 Jan 2024