Hob is going to come home one day two months into Dream's retirement (and seven weeks into their marriage) and Dream's going to be full Victorian maiden on the chaise lounge, arm covering his eyes.
Hob, who is not a fool: Want to talk about it, or want to be consumed by the agonies for a little while longer while I prepare dinner? You got groceries, right?
Dream: [horrible groaning dirge of assent]
Hob: I'm starting to get a little concerned, dearest
Dream: I went out to. Obtain groceries. And the woman at the till said 'enjoy your food'.
Hob: And you said?
Dream: "My thanks. you as well."
Hob: My poor love. Have a kiss to ease the sting.
Dream: [accepting the forehead kiss as his due] I can't go back to that grocery store in this lifetime.
Hob: Understandable.
Dream: Can we fake our deaths tomorrow?
Hob: Give me two weeks to wrap everything up, then we can.
Bedrock bros just after exile week. Techno is huffing about Tommy going outside unprepared -forget his trash armor, he’s not even in warm clothes! And look at those holes- and while Tommy INSISTS that he’s a big man and will be fine, that’s not how hypothermia works. So Techno just plops his cloak on top of Tommy, who immediately buckles under the weight. He struggles to escape and just utterly fails. Trapped in cloak hell. Techno has a flashback to trying the blanket intelligence test on Floof and starts rethinking his choice in allies.
Today I learned of and also read Worse for Love which was a short story published in a Japanese gay mag in 1960 that's just about this high schooler going to his gym teachers house randomly and convincing him to disembowel himself as penance for indirectly killing his friend by making him stand out in the rain for detention, but as the disemboweling prep gets underway both the student and teacher are just getting insanely horny over the idea of this guy killing himself, and then the student reveals he doesnt actually care about his friend's death, he's just obsessively yandere in love with his teacher and wants to torture him in a horny guro way and then after the teacher dies he has a romantic fantasy about staging a double suicide with him.
So like in case anyone was wondering yeah there were people out there making dead dove yandere guro teacher x student yaoi in the 60s
Some doodle dumps I did because I cannot draw anybody but Magolor anymore. This is my life now. I am fine with this. Funny this is queued for Sunday. Since Sunday is Magolor day.
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valentines day post of misc ocs :D order is from left to right of who is who. some of these belong to my friend and ive pinged him on the ones that are :] names of ocs are below the cut, for if youre curious :D
1 - mili (she/her) pide (she/her)
2 - ossified child of alkyire, lost to the sands of time (he/him), silvery silk of the skilled virtuoso, denarii (he/him), prodigious chef of mount mahrahasa, blazing skillet of the ages (she/he)
3 - amaris (she/her) tapioca (she/her)
4 - uno (he/they) harper (he/him @hiroshotreplica )
5 - tenacious breccia of the sedimentaries (he/him) elegies of the vast fields (he/him)
6 - asco ne (they/them, horrorboros) bah hou (he/him, cohozuna)
going insane. where's that one post. it's a picture of a (japanese? maybe?) liquor bottle w/a graph of the drinking experience that goes from eh to tastes like strawberry soda (or juice??) to I need him bouncing and moaning on it. to like. fugue state. or smthn