#ahaha accurate

[tj-dragonblade]

For the title ask game - I'd really love to read more of the 1889 rain kiss fic 🥰🥹 I'm so weak for all the anguish and drama 1889 entails

Ah, then let me share with you from closer to the beginning of this thing, where the anguish and drama are strongest!

He centers his attention on this nightmare, to feel out the shape of what frightens Hob so, what about him frightens Hob so. For it is about him, that much is plain to tell; there are few dreamers to whom he is known such that he could be dreamed about, and it tickles at his awareness when they do. It is but the smallest effort to find Hob and step into his Dream, a mere gesture to dismiss the diligent nightmare, his faithful subject, who was directing the dreamscape. It is no effort at all to slip himself into his own shade within the dream, to face the reality that Hob fears him, some part of him, no matter his own feelings on such a revelation. It is not unexpected, after all; he is a creature to be feared, respected, admired perhaps, but not befriended, not sought after for his companionship. It was inevitable that Hob should see this, particularly now that Dream has given him a name, the briefest explanation of function, greater frequency of meetings in which he can observe and discover Dream's faults. (He does not delude himself. He had not expected it to happen so swiftly; Hob is kind, and forgiving, and welcoming in ways that make Dream yearn—but no. Hob was always going to see.) (He was always going to lose Hob's regard.) He is in the New Inn, standing at their table, turning away as Hob rises to follow. "Dream, wait, please don't go—" There is fear in Hob's voice, reedy terror and trembling desperation. Dream does not stop. Dream continues to storm angrily from the pub, as expected of him, as sewn into the fabric of this nightmare. Hob grows ever more distraught as he calls behind him. "I'm sorry, forgive me, I beg you don't go don't leave me—Dream, please!" The last is very much a sob. Enough. He stops, turns. Hob blinks at him from a tear-stained face. Dream plucks at the threads of the scene around them, searching for the words or actions that had transpired before his arrival, but there is nothing. "And for what should I forgive you, Hob Gadling," he intones, improvising while he feels out the shape of this nightmare. The question takes Hob off guard and his brow furrows, his lovely wet eyes blinking several times. "I…I…I did something wrong? I offended you, I made. I made you leave." It is hazy, non-specific in the manner of dreams, but that in itself is very telling. Dream has changed the prescribed course of the dream and Hob's mind is unsure what to do with the shift. Hob is so very different, here, in the grip of his nightmare; he is physically smaller, his usual confidence nowhere in evidence. He is anxious, terrified, wide-eyed and uncertain and trembling, and while Dream had stepped in with the resigned expectation that he would find Hob cowering from the full horror of understanding what Dream is, the true shape of Hob's fear shines startling and unexpected before him as he reaches for it. Hob does not fear Dream. Hob fears losing Dream.

(Previously-shared snippets can be found in the tag!

WIP Title Ask Game

[ryuki-draws]

Some photo draw-in for a vague MahoYome idea with pre-curse Joseph travelling with two mages for a while before meeting Cartaphilus (aka "instructions unclear - apprentice acquired" AU) based on my two Slavic mages + Slovak Joseph headcanon (since Merkmal metioned him being from eastern Europe). And I wanted to use this photo I took back in 2015 for something as I still really like it!

[snckt]

without a sub-sub-librarian, or even a catalogue, what is to be done?

@asouefanworkevent day four of woevember : the hotel denouement, alternatively titled,   misfiled, a collection of things not where they ought to be.

[bl-inkstone]

fondly thinking of childe once again. soft thoughts round three let's go:

everything this man knows about romance is from the romance novels he secretly reads in his spare time. i just know in my heart of hearts that this man, as much of a hopeless romantic that he is, is not suave at all.

he's charming, yes. he's sweet and polite and maybe a little flirty, but beyond that? he is so endearingly awkward. he confidently says the cheesiest lines whenever he gets the chance, does all sorts of "swoon-worthy" acts he's read male leads do in his favorite novels, but as soon as you so much as acknowledge his efforts with one of those smiles he loves so much this man is gone. he immediately flushes the moment he sees your sweet smile and unsuccessful attempts at hiding your laughter. (childe doesn't feel butterflies in his stomach. no, he feels the whole damn zoo with how giddy he gets whenever he does something that makes you smile.)

childe thinks that maybe he should feel a little hurt that you're laughing at his heartfelt attempts at wooing you ("come on, i'm being serious here!") but, well, you're so cute when you laugh... and the way your eyes crinkle or even fully close when you can't hide behind your shaking hands anymore... okay. maybe he can let this slide. just this once. for now. he'll get his payback soon, he swears!

(he's lying btw. you get away with what other folk essentially view as "insulting the eleventh harbinger" every time, and he always watches you with the same lovestruck smile. you never notice, of course, since you're so busy laughing and trying to convince him that no, no, i swear i'm not making fun of you! but honey, everyone's got eyes. everyone knows. and all the wise grannies and grandpas just tut and shake their heads fondly, murmuring to themselves about "the joys of young love.")

[owl-tale]

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[i-tzi]

POKEDDEXY DAY 1: BUG TYPE (#988)

Another year, another Pokeddexy!! ����

I honestly don't know how much I'll be able to combine because objectively January is kind of a shitty month for me lol

But WHO CARES, enjoy my boys, see you again at the end of the challenge if I'm still alive lol o|-<

[bigbrainbiology]

Second Daughter of the Hiragi Family <3

[forest-hashira]

i also got broccoli on the vegetable quiz... leigh & marley we r the same person.......

[omarsimp]

to no one’s surprise, omar is dominating my top songs for the third year in a row

and also a poll for anyone who wants to

[sixxtytoo]

.... my faves are predictable as always

[piecesofchess]

Time to bring out the big guns!!! 💪

[ao3userforgets]

went kinda cuckoo crazy for a moment and wrote something for interview with the vampire?? after all these years?? it’s literally only this and nothing more but like, i was possessed by louis himself i think, he wants to tell the truth soooo bad he loved that blonde cunt from day one…. hope this is not only legible but insane too 🫶

“Lestat was my brother in the dark gift, my mother as he brought me into it, how he tended me and taught me the best he knew how, my father in his stoic pride for the very being of my existence, my lover, how he held me and kissed my mouth and my neck. He was all my love. And so was Claudia, as she was made from the same blood, for the love Lestat had for me. The three of us were the same beast, together, the perfect animal, and the delight we found in each other was the delight we might not have found in ourselves.”

[suenitos]

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[apurekindness]

What ethereal vibe do you give off?

Woodland Fairy

(so heartbreakingly selfless, it's enchanting to everyone around you, especially strangers. you are loved, adored, by everyone who gets to know you well and gets to call you their friend. sprinkle a little pixie dust on your loaf of bread and have a heavenly day you lovely creature)

Tagged by @tophatz (thank you!!)

Tagging: @historiavn , @rayofsunshinc , @writtenxbeginnings , @morexfuntomiss (for any of your muses), @ssolessurvivor

[conditioned-to-be-a-friend]

guys ok so i was rewatching s1 and i wanted to take a quick second to talk about the memories from the second episode (where the players found the house and it had the ghost repeating memory thing) and i think it's a super cool detail that alludes to the allura city (i forgot its name oopsie) with all their illusions and stuff. idk i just thought it was such a cool little detail that has been getting overlooked by the dead trees (like trying to talk to a dead tree, nice one acera 😆😂). oh also! it was such a good setup for the rest of the plot because like... it makes the vibe spooky and postapocalyptic which is kinda the vibe for the rest of the campaign !! very good setup by glow good job ahaha 💖💞

[perce-jpg]

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