#farm hand! dream x cow!hob x farmer! hobo heart

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Fields Of Dandelions (Chapter 1)

The door slammed open as a teary eyed Dream ran into his room, throwing all of his clothes and belongings in a suitcase while trying to calm his racing heart as he glanced nervously behind himself. His hands kept shaking as he tried to steady his breathing, giving up on trying to fold his trousers and shirts. There would be plenty of time for it later, right now the main priority was to make sure that he had everything necessary. Dream shut his suitcase closed with a shaky sigh, taking a look at his surroundings one last time before discreetly walking out of the room, making sure to not make a sound as he made his way down the hall. The laughter that came out of the study made him clench his teeth in rage as he walked at a faster pace, determined to get out of this hell that he once called a home.

The minute that he was outside of the family estate, he ran for the train station, not once stopping until he had arrived at his destination. It was only after after purchasing his ticket and , after waiting, sitting in the train that would take him to a safer haven that the ravenette allowed himself to cry. Dream Endless' life was perfect stable, until Roderick Burgess came along and twisted it with his machinations and schemes

From the first encounter the older gentleman seemed sinister, always trying to get too close for comfort to the third eldest of the Endless siblings, going as far as to feel him up a few times. Dream had to refrain from backhanding him during those times, afterall he was an 'esteemed guest and therefore must be treated with respect' so he held his tongue and remained courteous towards the man. Burgess' visits then started to happen more frequently and soon he began to ask a lot of questions about the younger man's love life, which raised a lot of red flags about the nature of the cordial relationship his parents had with Roderick (his parents weren't great so it wasn't out of the ordinary for them to get along with bad folks but he sensed that there had to be an ulterior motive). Dream's hands shook as he tried to still them by holding on to his knees, remembering what he overheard in Time's study. "Your son Dream is quite a lovely lad, it's a shame that he has such a...fierce temperament" Roderick Burgess said, with that sickening smile on his face as he took a sip of his wine. The hum of appreciation that he did after brought a nod from Time as he folded his arms "He always was like this, refusing to behave correctly and abide to the simplest rules. Every suitor we introduced to, he lashed them with his sharp tongue, reducing them to pathetic worms" He gritted his teeth, a scowl on his face as he went on "He is nothing but a disappointment to the noble Endless name"

Night chuckled in amusement as she stroked her husband's arm to ease his fury, giving the gentleman seated in front of them a sugary smile "I heard that your eldest son Randall is doing quite well for himself, does he have any suitors throwing themselves at his feet?" She asked, leaning forward as she cradled the wine glass in her hand. Roderick smiled "No, he is quite single. Which is precisely why I am here" He pulled out an envelope out of his suit-jacket and placed it on the table "This is payment in exchange for your son to marry my Randall. I am quite sure that he'd adore him plenty, I know I do". Time and Night both looked at eachother, pondering for a moment the money was tempting but the possibility of getting rid of the ungrateful son that had been a thorn in their sides since the day that he was born was what made them say "We accept your proposal, Roderick. We will have Dream prepared for his wedding very soon" They then celebrated with more wine, not aware that their son heard everything and was making his escape. The pretty goth took a deep breath and shook his head to shake the thoughts of what happened, turning his attention to the window to admire the view outside. The landscape soon calmed him down and he soon drifted into a well needed, dreamless sleep.

It was a beautiful sunny day at The White Horse farm, the sheep were bleating happily, the chickens were pecking away at the ground while the farmer that took care of them was sipping a glass of lemonade with an axe at his side. He wiped off the sweat from his brow, a relaxed smile on his face as he stared at the sky. Hobo Heart had been a farmer since the day he reached the tender age of 18, it was a life that he loved dearly : he'd wake up early to the sound of Ricardo, his beloved rooster, croaking at the sun to start up his morning of tending to every chore and tasks, sometimes he'd go in the town for a bit to buy seeds for his farm. His presence there was rarely a welcome one, his appearance scared many of the locals due to how dead he seemed : his skin was blackish grey with a white full-body tattoo of a skeleton that started as a half skull on his face before going all down his neck, fingers, chest, legs and toes (yes, he went full-body with it), white hair that kept going into his eyes that were a shade of blue that unsettled them the most. They swore that the minute that the farmer looked at them, they could feel their souls being forced out of them and only when he turned away did it stop. He paid no mind to them, preferring the company of a lovely old lady named Hettie, who always made jam out of the berries he'd give her on his trips. She also would give a lot of casseroles and the likes, insisting that he needed 'more meat on those bones of yours boy, you are about to be a real corpse!'. An amused smile tugged at his lips as he thought about her, she truly was a lovely woman "I should visit her more often..What do you think, Mathilda?" He asked the sheep, who was walking past him. She only gave a bleat in response as she went on her merry way, getting a chuckle out of the farmer as he grabbed a stool and went over to the barn were his special someone resided in "Sugar plum!" He called out "It's time for yo-" He didn't have the time to finish his sentence until he was tackled to the ground by his cow, who soon covered his neck with kisses

"Hello, Hob" The white haired male said fondly as he ran his fingers through the cow's soft brown hair, kissing his floppy ears a bit before smiling at the sight of those gorgeous brown eyes peering at him "Missed you" Hob whined, rubbing his face in the crook of his beloved's neck. He took a deep inhale, he loved the way his love smelled : lavender and sunlight, he smiled more as he felt the cold lips of the farmer press a kiss between his horns "I know Hob, I know..I am sorry that I didn't came sooner" He muttered as he continued to press gentle kisses until the cow got off of him and sat down on his own stool, face flushed as he waited for the milking to begin. His chest felt so full and heavy, it was getting uncomfortable but he refused to do it himself. Hobo Heart soon sat down in front of Hob, his hand gently touching the bovine hybrid's chest, earning a stifled whimper out of the latter "I'm here, I'm here" He soothed as he began to milk the cow's chest, pressing and rubbing while balancing a bucket on his thighs, muttering sweet words as he looked at his sweet cow's flushed face. After it was done, Hob brought Hobo Heart in a passionate kiss, holding the farmer very close to him as if he was afraid that he'd turn into dust if he didn't. "I wonder if we will get an applicant for the job soon" The white haired farmer's comment brought a frown to the cow's face, prompting him to nibble at his neck "Do we really need a farm hand? Can't we just ask Mervyn to help out?" He whined, despite already knowing why it wasn't possible : the gardener's back wasn't doing so well lately and he knew how much his lover would blame himself if something happened so he went on "What about Johanna?" The suggestion brought a laugh out of Hobo Heart, a sound that the brown haired beauty fell in love with the day that he first heard it "She had a croaky voice for a week after challenging Ricardo to a death metal match, she won't take care of the farm even if we paid her a lot of money. Besides", he pressed a kiss on Hob's stubbly chin,"We need all the help we can get" He ran his hands through the cow's chest hair, earning a blush from him as he finally agreed. The farmer pressed another kiss to his forehead before heading off to the wheat field to see the ravens that frequently visited that spot.

Meanwhile Dream was getting settled in his new place in the country side, the place was small and cozy, it was just what he needed. The only thing that he needed now was to ask question's about the location mentioned in the job advert he saw in the newspaper, it caught his eye immediately due to how he was looking for a job to sustain himself in his new life. So he began to ask the locals but to no avail : no one wanted to give him directions to the location of the farm. Just as he was about to get annoyed at someone that kept asking him to reconsider, a small old lady walked up to him "So you are looking for The White Horse farm, heh? Go down the dirt path to your right, turn left and you will see it, boy" She then leaned in "Don't believe all the nonsense that they say, boy. They're all a bunch of ninnies". He thanked her and soon went down the direction that she pointed to, he soon arrived at the location :the farm was quite charming in it's simplicity and seemed well maintained, the animals were quite happy and well fed. He took in his surroundings before walking around in the hopes of finding the farmer so far it seemed like he wasn't there. The dark haired male frowned as he stopped in the wheat field, staring at what seemed to be a scarecrow with ravens perched on it's shoulders. Just as he was about to take a closer look, the 'scarecrow' lifted up it's head to look at him "Can I help you with anything?" The not scarecrow asked, startling Dream as he stared at the half-skull tattoo on the male's face. He took a bit to calm down before answering "Yes, I was looking for the farmer. It's about the farm hand job, I would like to apply for it"

The farmer tilted his head to the side as the ravens flew away "I am the farmer. My name is Hobo Heart, pleased to meet you" He extended his hand for a shake, which Dream did but to his surprise the hand felt cold and bony. After the introductions were made, the farmer took the city boy on a tour around the farm, explaining each of his tasks as they went along. "This is Gertrude, the nicest chicken of the bunch" He pointed at a brown chicken, clucking near the coop. He then introduced him to the sheep, pointed out the one named Mathilda before moving on to the rooster named Ricardo "I put death metal music for him a lot, it calms him down and makes him quite happy" Dream nodded, giving up on trying to decipher anything over the guttural screaming of the lyrics "Are there any cows?" He asked after a moment as they stopped walking. Hobo Heart looked at him "We do have one" He then turned around and called out as loud as he could "Sugar cube!". Not long after, the clattering of a bell could be heard as the farmer was suddenly knocked off his feet, a rather odd laugh leaving his lips as he was kissed all over by the cow. "Hob, please!" Hobo Heart laughed in protest, lifting up the cow's head. Dream's heart fluttered at the sight of the bovine hybrid : beautiful brown eyes, soft looking hair that matched the eyes, tanned skin, the cutest floppy ears and two small white horns peeking out of his hair. The cow's smile is what doomed him, it was so soft and gentle "You must be the new farm hand, I'm Hob! "I'll be helping you from time to time" That voice turned the city boy's knees into jelly as he sputtered a reply "I am Dream Endless, it will be an honor to have you help me"

The cow smiled even more, his tail swishing happily as he got off the farmer before getting close to him "That's a beautiful name, it suits you" He said as he leaned into Dream's hand, mooing in joy as the male petted him between the horns, his hair was very soft. The pretty goth looked at him with a smile before turning his attention to the farmer, to his surprise he was also smiling. It was a smile that lit up his features, making him look less fearsome than how he first saw him "You can take the time to relax in the meantime, you'll start tomorrow" Hobo Heart explained to him before walking off, leaving the pair to enjoy eachother's company. For the first time in his life, Dream felt safe and happy, feeling right at home in this farm

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Dream : Do you have nicknames for Hob?

Hobo Heart, who has just finished feeding the chickens : Yeah, I call him Sugarplum, Sweetheart or Sugarcube

Hobo Heart, realizing what he did far too late : *gets tackled by Hob*

Hob : *cute cow eyes while Dream does his donkey bray laugh*

*gestures to Chris Oz Fulton's page to get to know Hobo Heart*Hopefully you love him as much as I do

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Hobo Heart : *in bed with a really bad fever*

Dream : *does every task needed in the farm with the help of the others and runs back in with chicken soup to feed it to him and then gives him his medicine via a heated, passionate kiss with tongue*

Hobo Heart : *flustered as hell, wondering what happened, hoping that if it's a dream he can stay in it*

Dream : *gives him yet another heated kiss* I could be your dream, if you wish *smirks before leaving*

Hobo Heart : * steam coming out of his head like in a cartoon*

farmer! Hobo Heart being sick and being taken care of by Dream has been occupying my every thought

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Dream : *petting a very happy Hob who is mooing in delight*

Hobo Heart : *watching them with a fond look*

Cori : *jealous enraged sounds because the beautiful eyes of the farmer aren't focused on him*

hehehe >:3 i will work more on this one and Safe In Your Love, the third chapter for Love In The Lab will be eventually worked on (so much to do *sobs*)

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Fields Of Dandelions (Chapter 2)

It was to the sound of Ricardo's croaking mixed with death metal music (it was mostly the 'let it burn' part that terrified him out of his mind) that Dream Endless woke up, scanning his surroundings as he remembered where he was. With a sigh, he rubbed his tired face as he got out of the bed before getting dressed and making his way to the kitchen. "Good morning"  The ravenette yawned as he sat down at the table, watching the farmer make a fresh pot of coffee. The dark haired male yawned again with a smile, he really could use a good roast right about now "Something smells delightful, what is it?".

His comment brought a smile to the tattooed farmer, answering him with a happy hum "French toasts, I thought you would like them so I made some but I think that I might have went overboard" He gestured to the sweet breakfast pilled up on a plate with an embarrassed expression as he went on "If you want, there's homemade jams that Hettie made, they are really good".

Dream's eyes light up at the sight of the small jars filled with the sweet, fruity spread. His mouth watered as he inhaled the aroma of one that he opened, eagerly spreading it on the fluffy toast and letting out a delighted sound at the first mouthful. He began to eat with a happy sigh, it had been so long since he tasted something as sweet as this, his reaction brought a smile to Hobo Heart's lips once again as looked on. The sight of the city boy being happy instead of tense like the day before warmed his heart, making it flutter as he began to pour dark coffee in two mugs. The farmer shook his head a bit, he had to focus on making sure that the farm hand was comfortable and felt at home. Now was not the time for butterflies, so it was with that in mind that he gave the other his mug as he spoke "For your tasks I will be there to help you so if there is anything that you are unsure about or if you have questions, just ask and I'll answer". The pretty goth nodded in understanding as he finished his meal, a bit of jam at the corner of his lip. He frowned a bit when he saw the farmer suddenly struggle to hold a laugh in "May I ask what it is that you find so amusing?" He asked, a scowl on his face that didn't fade even as the farmer approached him.

"You have something on your face. Right...here" Hobo Heart murmured in the beautiful man's ear as he wiped off a bit of jam from the corner of Dream's lips, watching the male's face become flush as he sucked the bit of spread off his finger. What really almost made the dark haired beauty grab this skeleton looking farmer by the collar and drag him into a heated kiss was the way that he smirked before saying, in a casual manner "Now I understand why you made those sounds : it's really good". He then sipped his coffee, as if he didn't lit a fire in Dream's heart. The ravenette tried to regain his composure, clearing his throat as he settled his nerves "Thank you for bringing that to my attention, I will be more mindful of it in the future." He said calmly as he watched finish his coffee before prompting "Shall we head out to start our morning, sir?" His question was answered with a brief nod and soon the pair went outside the cozy home to begin the tasks that needed to be done. After Gertrude and the other animals were fed, the farmer cupped his hands around his mouth before yelling out 'Sweetheart!' and smiled as he heard the clatter of a bell, watching Hob run towards them. When the brown haired cow was in front of them, the white haired male was immediately kissed all over, earning a few chuckles out of them and some well deserved pats were given to the very good bovine hybrid.

The trio soon tackled the rest of the tasks as a team : all the wood -cutting was done by the farmer and the firewood was soon carried by the farm-hand his lovely helper and the harvesting of the vegetable patch was done with the help of Mervyn the gardener, who brushed off all of the male's protest "My back's alright kid, there is still plenty of strength in those bones of mine" He grinned, wiping his sweaty brow with an handkerchief while Matthew, the lad who took care of the corn field, snickered behind his back. "You are lucky the boss is here because believe me Matt, I will shove up a corn in ya, where the sun don't shine!" The older man grumbled, chewing on his toothpick as he then chatted with the farm hand "Nice to meet ya, Dream" He shook his hand while looking at Hobo Heart "Hey boss, isn't that Corin fellow planning to come with his Jeep to bring a few stuff to the market?". The frown that appeared on the young farmer's face when the question was asked told the gardener everything he needed to know so it was with a jolly attitude that he said "You can leave the rest of his training to us boss, go and take care of whatever is needed. We got this" Matthew soon chimed in, eager to take a load off the skeleton-looking boy's shoulder. After the pair insisted that everything was good, Hobo Heart went off to go see Corin, already dreading it. When he arrived, the blonde haired gentleman with his signature black round sunglasses (He wanted to break them so badly) was already out of his vehicle..*smiling* at him. The sight made his skin crawl but he did his best to hide it when the guy walked up to hug him as a greeting "Heart, so good to see you again! How's everyone? I bet they're doing well for themselves" He happily chatted away while placing the crates in the back of his Jeep, talking about the weather and such as if life was a breeze

It took every ounce of strength in the farmer's lanky body to not start letting out a death-metal scream that would have made Ricardo go green in envy, luckily the last crate full of cabbages was now in the back of Corin's car, which meant that he was finally going to leave "You know, there's this new restaurant that opened up in town, maybe we can go there when you aren't too busy. As friends of course, don't worry" The blonde smile, not seemingly aware of the glares that Hobo Heart was giving him and it was just as he was about to yell his head off that he heard Mervyn and the others chatting away, getting close to them. "Honestly, good on you kid for refusing to be near a creep like that Rogrick Burgress" The butchering of the name brought a smile to Dream's lips, which soon became wider when, while the gardener was arguing with Matthew over the correct pronunciation, he saw the tattooed farmer look at him with what he assumed was fondness, one that the male standing next to him seemed to have caught on "So this is the farm hand you hired, Heart? I honestly wasn't expecting you to hire a brooding pretty boy but hey, appearances can be deceiving" His tone was light but his face showed a hint of hatred that he tried to mask with a chuckle as he went on "Bet he doesn't mind getting his hands dirty, huh?" Corin then patted Dream on the back, earning himself a scowl and a glare from the brown haired cow standing next to him

"I would appreciate if you would refrain from touching me in this manner, as for if I am or not qualified for this job, it is up to the judgement of Mr. Heart. Not you, good sir" The handsome goth's reply made the blonde scowl a bit before grinning "Wow, you have quite the sharp wit kid but I wouldn't rely on it too much if I were you, Dream : not everyone likes a pretty thing that bites" His tone was less friendly but he still kept the playful grin as his attention shifted towards the cute bovine hybrid, who was still glaring at him "Speaking of things that bite, you really should watch your cow, Heart. Wouldn't want him to get himself hurt or hurt someone else. You might just have to tie him so that he doesn't run away" With that advice, the blonde bad his goodbyes to the farmer, whispering to him that his offer still stood before driving off into town in a cloud of smoke. Everyone was quiet until the farmer went back to the patch with the others in tow, Hob mooing while giving Hobo Heart and Dream affection to make them feel better. While the pale male giggled and gave the brown eyed cutie some well earned pets, the white haired male with the skull tattoo on his face was frowning : something was telling him that it wouldn't be the last time that he would see the man that plagued his existence

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Fields Of Dandelions (Chapter 3)

"Don't worry, kid. Boss is probably out there in the field, taking care of everything like he always does" Mervyn grumbled, chewing on his toothpick while resting his chin on the handle of the shovel that he was currently using "He'll come back to us when he feels ready" He assured with a friendly smile, trying to put Dream at ease.

While the words themselves were reassuring, the farm hand couldn't help but feel as if something was wrong. Usually the farmer would've been awake before him at this time and fix him something to eat before heading out to do what was needed to be done but to Dream's surprise, Hobo Heart was nowhere to be found. There was no notes left behind nor hints on his whereabouts so it was when he couldn't take it anymore that he sought out Mervyn and Matthew to ask them if they had seen the strange, skull-faced farmer around. "The boss is a though lad, and besides, if anything did happen, he would've let us know of it immediately" Matthew chimed in, giving Dream's shoulder a gentle pat before going back to the corn field while the gardener went back to the vegetable patch, leaving the ravenette to his own devices.

As the hours stretched on the farm hand felt his worry only worsen further as he fed all the farm animals, playing Ricardo the rooster's favorite song on the radio (while wearing earmuffs to not bleed from his ears, thank you very much) and when it was all starting to get too much for him, Dream felt soft comforting arms wrap around his waist. "Take a breather, alright? I don't want you to tire yourself, love" Hob's soft words brought a smile to the farm hand's lips, a blush on his cheeks as the cow hybrid pressed soft kisses onto his neck to calm him down "I know but..I cannot help but worry for Hobo Heart's well-being..When was the last time he ever truly slept? Where he allowed himself a break? Something is wrong, Hob. I know it".

The cow frowned a bit, there was truth to the pretty goth's words so he sighed a bit, looking deep into those blue eyes of his "What should we do, then? I don't know where he is either, but I'm sure he's still on the farm : he only ever goes to town when he needs something or when he's sure that Corin is out somewhere else" The anger that darkened the cute hybrid's brown eyes when he said the name of the man that showed up a few days ago didn't go unnoticed but the city boy didn't pry, he had a feeling that he would know about that unsavory man in due time "We could always check the house, he might be in there still" Dream suggested and soon, the pair went off to the small cozy house that he and the farmer slept in, both of them stepping inside. 

Nothing was out of place, everything was in it's set place so after searching the living room and the kitchen to no avail, Dream and Hob made their way down the hall that lead to Hobo Heart's room. "Hey, Heart, it's me, Hob..Are you alright in here?" When the question was answered by a groan and low muttering, the cow hybrid felt himself get really worried and when the farm hand that accompanied him opened the door, he sprinted inside before frantically approaching the bed, his heart breaking at the sight that greeted him when he got close. The farmer was laying sprawled in his bed, the sheets barely covering his body while his foot was out of the bed, his white hair was a mess while his voice was hoarse as he gave them a weak smile.

"Hey, sugarplum, how have you been? Hey, hey, it's alright, I'll be fine" He whispered, his trembling hands stroking his beloved cow's face to assure him that he was fine, though it had the opposite effect. The male's skin, usually quite cold to the touch, felt like molten lava "You are not well, you are sick" The cow's words made the farmer shake his head "I'm fine, Hob, don't worry" Hobo Heart muttered as he tried to stand up but a pale hand pushed him back gently and when he looked up, about to protest, the icy stare of the farm hand silenced him quickly. "Hob is quite right, you are clearly unwell. In fact, you are running a high fever. You are to remain in bed, where you can recover safely. Do not try to fight me on this, you shall loose the argument either way" Dream's deep voice was stern and left no room for debate so that it was with a defeated sigh that the odd looking farmer reluctantly agreed to let the others take care of the farm in his absence.

After catching Mervyn and Matthew up to speed, the dark haired male went off in the town not far from the farm to buy a few things to help alleviate the white haired farmer's fever, maybe even make him something to eat. He had just finished getting some medicine and was about to check out a few vegetables when a kind, old voice called out to him "It's good to see you again, Dream. How is Hobo Heart faring? Is he taking breaks like he should, or is he being a stubborn lad?" The ravenette couldn't help but smile at the affectionate but disapproving tone that the old woman was using, as if she was talking about a rowdy child "The feeling is mutual, Hettie, though I am saddened to say that Heart is not well at the moment" The pretty boy then began to explain to the old lady that the farmer was bedridden with a high fever and as he mentioned how the tattooed young man tried to get out of bed to do things in the field, he saw Hettie shake her head a few times while clicking her tongue with a disappointed sigh.

When Dream was done, the small woman turned around, urging him to follow her quickly and lead him down several streets before stopping in front of a small cottage "Wait here, I have just the thing that will get him right back on his feet, mark my words" Before he even had the chance to ask her what it was, Hettie was already gone. The old woman soon came out quickly after, holding a large container and a few smaller ones in her arms "I had a feeling that the poor boy would get himself sick with all the pressure he puts on himself so, I have made a chicken soup. Just not any kind, no, this one is an old family recipe, very good for when you are ill. Take it, he'll feel better in a few days with this and a good rest. Oh, I almost forgot, I made sure to add my homemade chocolate buns in the smaller containers. Since Heart told me you love pastries and sweet things, I have baked them with you in mind" She then smiled at the pretty goth, a motherly look in her eyes "Take good care of him, dear. Lord knows he'll need it". 

The city boy thanked her for kindness, assuring her that he would do just that and, after bidding his goodbyes, the young man left town to head back to The White Horse farm. The minute that he arrived there, he immediately got a pot ready on the stove to warm up the soup and he was about to pour it in until he heard the sound of screeching tires. With an annoyed groan, Dream walked out of the house to see who just arrived, his blue eyes soon narrowed in annoyance at the sight of the parked Jeep and a snarl came out of him when the owner of the vehicle stepped out of it.

"Hey, there! Dream, was it? Heh, it doesn't matter.." The blonde chuckled, pushing his sunglasses up his nose "I came here for darling Heart so, if you could be a dear and fetch him for me, that would be great" His words were spoken with a smile that soon faltered at the farm hand's stiff reply "He is currently indisposed and is unable to receive guests at this time, so please do leave. Your presence is not welcome". Corin scowled as he looked at the ravenette, not liking the way that he was spoken to "Listen here pretty boy, I don't need Heart's lap dog telling me what to do so you better go fetch him or else.." He growled, walking up to Dream and leaning far too close in a manner that made the pale young man feel uncomfortable, about to add something else until the sight of a brown haired woman approaching stopped him.

"Well well, if isn't Johanna Constantine, here to save the day once again" The blonde sneered with a tight-lipped smile, crossing his arms as he stepped away from the farm hand "Hello again, horse-face. You still around here, horsing around? Leave the lad alone and get yourself a hobby, and a better bottle of cologne : you smell like horse-shit" The woman waved a hand in front of her face, as if trying to get rid of a bad smell "It's Corin, actual-" The dark sunglasses-wearing man's words were interrupted by a dismissive hand wave from the woman who stood up to him "Whatever, Corn. Or Corn-Bread, I don't really care at this point" She retorted, an annoyed expression on her face "Now here's how it's going to go, Corn-Bread : either you drive off in your Jeep or I go over and ask good ol' Merv over there to hand me his shovel so I can plant you in the corn field. Go on, I'm waiting" She crossed her arms, nodding with a grin when the nuisance abdicated and went back to his vehicle, flipping them off as he drove off. "So, our dear little stubborn friend got himself sick? Yeah, I already know," Johanna sighed as she looked at Dream's bewildered face "Hettie told me everything. Which is why I'm here, I am going to be helping you guys out until he feels better but just to be clear, I'm not dealing with that rooster. Bad blood, y'know?".

When Dream nodded in understanding, the slightly older woman smiled at him, saying that she'll see him tomorrow before walking off, giving the farm hand time to finally warm up the soup that the kind old lady gave him so generously. After he was done making a bowl, the ravenette began to ponder on how to give the farmer his medicine until an idea gave him a wicked smile that would make the Grinch himself go green with envy, making let out a happy hum as he stepped inside the room of the sick young man "I have brought you some chicken soup, made by our dear Hettie, to give you some much needed comfort and strength" The pretty goth's deep, soothing voice brought a weak smile out of Hobo Heart as he sat up a bit in his bed, muttering a small 'thank you' but he was stopped when he tried to hold the bowl.

"Since you aren't well enough to hold a spoon on your own, I shall be feeding you the soup. Now, open wide" The raven-haired male said with a charming smile, chuckling in delight when the skull faced farmer listened "That's a good boy, just a few more spoonfuls and you will be done" He encouraged and after a bit of spoon feeding, the soup bowl was now empty, leaving the white haired male quite flustered by what just happened. Just as he thought that it was over, Dream managed to catch Hobo Heart off guard as he said, with a seductive smile "You shall get a good rest after you take your medicine. Say 'ahhh'" The young man complied but instead of getting a pill into his mouth like he expected, he felt the raven-haired male that he hired give him a passionate kiss, one that made his knees weak and, as he felt the other's tongue dance with his own, let out a moan when he felt the bitter taste of the pill enter his mouth, which he swallowed as Dream pulled away with a heavy breath.

Heart's face was flushed as he looked at him, he wasn't sure if what he was feeling was due to the fever or something else but at this point he didn't care 'If this is a dream caused by my current state, then I hope that I can stay in it for as long as I want' He thought to himself, a dazed look on his face until a hand on his cheek brought him back to reality to lead him into another searing kiss. It was when he heard the beautiful young man before him speak that he understood that he had spoken his thoughts out loud "I could be your dream, if you wish me to be. All you have to do is call onto me and I shall be here, to assist you in your recovery" The words were spoken with such reverence and it took all the strength that he had left to not beg Dream to stay by his side longer so he nodded, watching the city boy press a tender kiss onto his hand before walking out of the room, leaving Hobo Heart alone with his thoughts. One thing that the skull-faced cutie was sure of is that his dreams would be lovely and full of passion.

Corin is now Corn-Bread 😂🤣

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Dream Endless was a city boy that was known for his beauty, it didn't really bother him much until he caught the unwanted attention of Rodrick Burgess. He hated how the older man kept looking at him and when there was a talk of marrying him off to the eldest Randall, Dream had enough. He gathered all of his belongings and went off to the countryside to start a new life. He managed to get himself a cozy place to stay at, all he needed was a job so he was quite delighted when he saw an advert in the newspaper for the job of farm hand at The White Horse farm.

When he asked around for the directions however, he noticed how the locals were hesitant to answer, some even telling him to reconsider but when prompted refused to elaborate further on it. After a while he eventually got the directions and headed over to the farm, it looked normal enough so he wondered what was about the place that made the people so nervous. He headed over to the wheat field to see if the owner was around but all he saw was a scarecrow with ravens around it...or at least that's what he thought it was, until it began to lift it's head to look at him. Dream was startled but after a brief introduction, he learned that the 'scarecrow' was actually Hobo Heart, the farmer who made the advert. They shook hands (Dream found the white haired male's hand cold and bony, witch matched the tattoos on his whole body) and Hobo Heart began to introduce him to all the animals, starting with Gertrude the chicken, Ricardo the rooster (who loved metal music) and Mathilda the sheep. Dream listened intently as he was explained how to take care of them but when the farmer suddenly yelled out 'Sugar cube!', he was surprised to see the prettiest cow that he ever laid eyes on. He soon learned that the cow was named Hob and that he'll be a part of his tasks at the farm, though he was barely listening with how much he was mesmerized by those beautiful brown eyes.

When Hob approached him for a pat, he was shocked by how soft his brown hair was, and his floppy ears were just so adorably soft. Dream's reaction brought a small smile to the farmer's lips, delighted that the introduction went well

will do Hob next :) we love Cow!Hob here and I'll mix in a lot of how Hobo Heart will be in Hob's thing, then I'll get started on the first chapter ;) yes, it will be fluffy and steamy

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Hob was a cow recently acquired by a farmer named Hobo Heart, who had been looking to getting one and to him, the beautiful brown haired one with floppy ears standing before him was perfect (no other introduced to him caught his attention, only Hob did). The one explaining everything about the cow was a bit freaked with how much eye contact the farmer was making, which didn't bother Hob in the slightest. To him, the farmer's voice was soothing and he seemed like he was genuinely interested in knowing everything about him to make sure that he was happy and well taken care of , he also loved how his eyes were a vivid shade of blue. When he was brought back to The White Horse farm, Hob felt right at home : all the animals there were quite friendly and he felt quite safe. He was very happy when he was given a bath and given pats (he loved those so much he'd pop up just to get more of them)

Soon the cow began to follow the farmer around, trying to help out around the farm..and to get closer to him as possible. Hobo Heart at first wasn't sure, since he always took care of things on his own but he soon found out just how fun things were with him around. He smiled more often, laughed a few times instead of none and gave less death stares at people, his friend Johanna went as far to say that it was as if Hobo Heart became a whole different person the day Hob came into his life. Then came the day where he had to milk Hob, something he had been preparing himself mentally for. While he was focused on extracting the milk by pressing and squeezing the cow's chest (I might add a milking of the hobboobies in the first chapter..who am I kidding, I definitely will! ;).), Hob kept squirming while breathing hard. After a while of this happening still despite his attempts at soothing him, the farmer looked up to say something until he stared in shock. Hob looked flushed, looking at him through his beautiful lashes and that's when the white haired male caught on : the squirming wasn't from discomfort or pain, but pleasure. The farmer was so busy staring, he barely felt the soft hand touching his cheek, gently bringing him into a heated kiss.

They soon spent their days together, tending to the animals and sleeping in one other's arms (Hobo Heart was always the little spoon), everything was well until Hob noticed how his beloved farmer slept less and less, instead waking up before the rooster Ricardo to take of the chores and taking less breaks. His worry worsened when Johanna had to intervene, telling Hobo Heart to rest or "It's ZzzzQuil for you, mister!", which he complied to immediately. Eventually an advert for a job oppurtinity as farm hand for their farm was put up, which didn't make Hob happy but the last thing he wanted was to see his beloved suffer, besides the thought of getting more cuddles from him and, possibly, from the farm hand would be nice.

Hobo Heart found Dream Endless to be quite nice, ready to learn and quite interested in the animals so he decided to introduce him to Hob. When he yelled out 'Sugar cube!', the pretty goth's reaction made him smile : he knew that Hob had that effect on people, with those gorgeous brown eyes of his, He continued to smile the whole time that the cute cow was petted, knowing that Dream was the one. Hob for his part planned to get many cuddles from the newest addition to The White Horse farm crew

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Just as I thought that I only had one WIP to work on, another one decided to pop up! *kicks brain with clown shoes* so I am now going to talk about it because alas, Cow! Hob has me in a tight choke hold and I can't break free

Dream saw an advert in the local newspaper for a job as a farmer's hand and since he's rather tired of the city and wants to escape it (his family is totally not one of the reasons) so he shows up at The White Horse farm. The farmer there is rather odd looking, with his whole white, full body skeleton tattoo (yes Hobo Heart is there again because I want him as a farmer :(, sue me) and he spends time with the ravens a lot but he is kind. The job involves helping out with a few things but a lot of the manual labor is what Hobo Heart does on his own. Dream had a tour of the farm, he met the chickens, the goats,and the sheep. But what really caught his eye was the cutest handsomest cow that he ever saw : big brown eyes, a lot of hair in all the right places (chest rug, baby!!!) and fluffy brown hair where two small horns peaked out and cute floppy ears. He learned that the cow was named Hob and that he was a recent acquisition and when the farmer allowed him to pet the cow, he was amazed of how soft and gentle he was.

The farmer might be strange and all but Hob was definitely worth the stay. Who knows, maybe the white haired male could grown on him eventually

spooky throuple yet again because brain wants it badly,besides Hob deserves two doting boyfriends

i will do it, prommy

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Fields Of Dandelions is getting worked on, so here's some of it to entertain you all on this fine Saturday :)

The door slammed open as a teary eyed Dream ran into his room, throwing all of his clothes and belongings in a suitcase while trying to calm his racing heart as he glanced nervously behind himself. His hands kept shaking as he tried to steady his breathing, giving up on trying to fold his trousers and shirts. There would be plenty of time for it later, right now the main priority was to make sure that he had everything necessary. Dream shut his suitcase closed with a shaky sigh, taking a look at his surroundings one last time before discreetly walking out of the room, making sure to not make a sound as he made his way down the hall. The laughter that came out of the study made him clench his teeth in rage as he walked at a faster pace, determined to get out of this hell that he once called a home.

And some Rodrick Burgess for salt

Dream Endless' life was perfect stable, until Rodrick Burgess came along and twisted it with his machinations and schemes

From the first encounter the older gentleman seemed sinister, always trying to get too close for comfort to the third eldest of the Endless siblings, going as far as to feel him up a few times. Dream had to refrain from backhanding him during those times, afterall he was an 'esteemed guest and therefore must be treated with respect' so he held his tongue and remained courteous towards the man. Burgess' visits then started to happen more frequently and soon he began to ask a lot of questions about the younger man's love life, which raised a lot of red flags about the nature of the cordial relationship his parents had with Rodrick (his parents weren't great so it wasn't out of the ordinary for them to get along with bad folks but he sensed that there had to be an ulterior motive).

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Lovers of Fields Of Dandelions, I am proudly showing you all a snippet of the second chapter because I am planning to finish it really soon (truly, prommy)

It was to the sound of Ricardo's croaking mixed with death metal music (it was mostly the 'let it burn' part that terrified him out of his mind) that Dream Endless woke up, scanning his surroundings as he remembered where he was. With a sigh, he rubbed his tired face as he got out of the bed before getting dressed and making his way to the kitchen. "Good morning" The ravenette yawned as he sat down at the table, watching the farmer make a fresh pot of coffee.

And some Dream enjoying some good food and a lot of feelings thrown in the mix (I just had to)

Dream's eyes light up at the sight of the small jars filled with the sweet, fruity spread. His mouth watered as he inhaled the aroma of one that he opened, eagerly spreading it on the fluffy toast and letting out a delighted sound at the first mouthful. He began to eat with a happy sigh, it had been so long since he tasted something as sweet as this, his reaction brought a smile to Hobo Heart's lips once again as looked on. The sight of the city boy being happy instead of tense like the day before warmed his heart, making it flutter as he began to pour dark coffee in two mugs. The farmer shook his head a bit, he had to focus on making sure that the farm hand was comfortable and felt at home.

it's getting so good, folks!! *squeals and implodes in joy* Making a YT playlist for my AUs really was a good idea to unlock ideas