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arsecookie · 10 months

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skirter01 · 1 year

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Danny, a small, lanky, vulnerable, 14 year old, shoots a man in the head with perfect aim and precision: Well, don’t think he’s gonna be a problem anymore...

Jason, wide eyed on the other side of the alley, gun still raised: You can fucking shoot!?

Danny: You don’t know me!

#dp x dc #Danny Phantom #Jason Todd #haha what

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flannyjanny · 2 months

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youcanseethecosmos · 2 years

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In light of me finding out Ferdie is a music producer, I bring an au brainrot literally no one is asking for:

I always wonder how Hob is still comfortably financially stable throughout the centuries. I know he mentioned in 1789 that he has money all over the world and he could go anywhere because after the 1600's shit show he's gotten more frugal and careful with his money.

But imagine: Hob picking up playing musical instruments around the time he and Dream "broke up" in 1889. The devastation of that meeting had him searching for something, anything, to help him cope with the possible forever loss of the only constant in his entire life. He has a piano in his current living room. But he's never actually touched it before. Why not learn it, right?

He's hired teachers, gone to classes, dabbled in everything remotely musical. Until eventually he settled on composing and producing. By the 50's he established an anonymous but fairly influential producer image by the moniker of "HG" (Like how Ferdie's producer name is FK because he's adorable and I love him). If you look closely at some of each new decade's greatest hits starting from the 50's, Hob's there. The little "Produced by HG" among a lot of other people. It's blink or you'll miss it but he's there. He's partly responsible for some of the best pieces of music all the way into the turn of the century.

And the producer name of HG gets passed down from "father to son." The name HG isn't just one person to the general music lovers community — it's a continuing legacy. A legacy only Hob fulfills. And by jove he's proud of it. Producing music is the best way for him to preserve decades of his life without ever showing his face to the public. He's heard his songs played on vinyl, CD's, cassette tapes, and eventually those wonderful little smartphones over the years. It reminds Hob that the change he witnesses with every new lifetime he lives, though scary, can be so utterly beautiful.

And you know how Dream finds out?

On a long drive with the windows rolled down, on a little roadtrip Hob insist they go on because "friends go on spontaneous roadtrips together, Dream!" Who was Dream to deny Hob anything after over a century of being apart? Who was Dream to shatter his hopeful expression of an innocent drive to the countryside?

Hob said he could go pick the roadtrip tunes. Because "shotgun usually picks the music." Dream is directed to check Spotify and it takes him a good ten minutes scrolling and searching for music because there is a specific sound he's looking for. Dream, being the one who holds the collective unconscious, has heard music being brought to life in Dreams. He's stayed in the shadows of great composers' dreams to hear a lovely melody. He's sat in empty theaters to watch the solo recital of young hopeful artists as they sing a song that has yet to be written.

And during his imprisonment, there was always a faint melody in his head. The song of a dreamer who longs for something, who longs for companionship, who longs for something once lost. On most days, it's that disjointed melody that brings him hope. He hums it without even thinking whenever he remembers Jessamy. He hums it even in the Dreaming, the notes becoming more clear the more he lingered on the comforting tune.

Somehow, he finds it. After accidentally clicking on Hob's profile instead of the magnifying glass for the search option. He sees a little playlist at the very top. Millions of listeners — millions of dreamers — who listen to the illustrious music producer/s HG.

Something compels Dream to tap it. Something compels him to scroll through the playlist, his thumbs seemingly knowing what to do before his thoughts ever catch up. Then he finds it, and he hears the melody before he even plays it, the song that's been playing in his head on repeat since its inception. The melody he never knew the ending to:

Dreaming of a Lonely Stranger by HG

And the melody engulfs him. Hob recognizes it as soon as it plays. He chances glances at Dream throughout the drive and in those split moments, Dream is completely transfixed – almost bodily drawn to the music. He leans forward in his seat, as far as his seatbelt would allow him, just because the speakers don't do justice to the song that Dream has longed to hear the entirety of.

The song that gave him hope.

After the song is done, Dream has tears in his eyes, falling down his cheeks in rivulets of starlight. Hob parks the car on the side of the road and asks if he's okay. Dream turns to Hob, the stars in his eyes sparkling brighter than Hob has ever seen.

And Dream leans over to Hob, presses their foreheads together, and whispers a soft but reverent "Thank you."

Hob didn't have to ask to know what he meant.

#haha what #THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A RAMBLE BUT I GUESS IT'S A SMALL FIC AGAIN???#music producer hob gadling #there thats the tag bc holy fuck #dreamling #the sandman #hob gadling #dream of the endless #morpheus x hob gadling #dream x hob #i saw One tidbit about ferdie and said 'thats so hob gadling of him'

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braindamaged007 · 1 year

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Actually, she's correct.

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tempestuous-tempest · 11 months

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That moment when you trespass into Boone's motel room because you have no clue what you did with him and find blood on his bathroom floor and Buffout in his sink and now you're debating sending your gay, blonde boyfriend back to Freeside because you need to stop thinking for a second.

#fallout boone #fallout new vegas #fnv arcade #fnv boone #fnv #fallout #fallout arcade #craig boone #arcade gannon #haha what #there was more to him than expected #someone please tell me you saw this too

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askwholehearted · 1 year

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So tasty.

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clouds-dont-kill-people · 10 months

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How can you tell that someone's a compulsive liar? I mean, assuming that their pants aren't on fire.”

— Shawn Spencer, Psych.

#shawn spencer #psych #funny #haha what #i’m going insane #tv #incorrect quote #quotes #quote

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lightyagamismentor · 10 months

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struggles of a person who feels a lot

someone asked me yesterday during a Q&A game that we were playing "what was the last thing you broke and how did it happen?"

I replied back and said "my heart. I broke my own heart by the expectations."

lol they stared at me for 2 minutes straight without uttering a word. I just know I sucked the fun out of their soul unintentionally. *laughs hysterically*

#the struggle is real #funny shit #deep thoughts #dark humor #writeblr #writeblogging #writers and poets #w #funny stories #haha yes #haha what #love poetry #expectations #love is love #deep quotes #the struggle y’all

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karathetoaster · 5 months

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Okay but what if I ruined my blog by like

Doing the damn Rouxls speech patterns for every Deltarune art caption

(I need mental help but not in a bad way)

#art #rouxls kaard #deltarune #haha what #what if i exploded

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thesunsfinalverse · 5 months

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i made my dnd oc in that one tiefling picrew cuz i cant draw