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silverpiwon · 3 months
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One thing about p1harmony, you will NOT catch them doing fan service
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martybaker · 1 year
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I have many thoughts about retired Dream and his struggles with the human condition. Here’s one of them.
My heart’s ailment
or Dream gets sick for the first time since becoming human
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“I am dying.”
“Uhuh, sure you are, darling. Come on, sit up for a bit. Drink this, it’ll help.”
Hob sits down on the bed where Dream is bundled in blankets, looking quite miserable indeed. It’s just a common cold though and it will pass, but it wouldn’t be like Dream to not turn it into a dramatic spectacle.
To be fair, it is his first cold since turning human, which means it is the first cold he’s ever experienced in all the billions of years of his existence, so Hob is willing to offer him some lenience. Besides, he feels a little guilty for bringing the damn thing in from university and getting away with very mild symptoms while his husband’s condition got more severe, due to his body’s lack of experience with combatting sicknesses.
Hob unravels the blankets and helps the disgruntled cat to sit up, rubbing his back and pushing a steaming mug into his hands.
Dream stares at it with suspicion.
“Is it poison?”
You know what, scratch that, no lenience for this oversized billion-years old baby, Christ.
“No it’s not bloody poison, it does not even taste that bad, actually. Come on now.”
“I wish it were poison,” Dream grumbles.
Hob rolls his eyes at the theatrics, having built an imunity against them, they no longer phase him. “Sure, and then your sister would finally end me as well, what a lovely thought.”
He inspects Dream’s temperature with his hand. Warm, but not feverish anymore. Thank heavens. The worst days when Dream burned like a star, coughed like a heavy smoker and couldn’t speak are behind them. His voice still sounds rougher than usual, but the cough has almost entirely subsided.
Hob pets the blankets where he’s calculated Dream’s knee should be.
“You’re getting better. It was worse yesterday, wasn’t it? Give it a few more days and you’ll be back up on your feet. You know what they say though, positive mindset is half of the way to recovery. It certainly wouldn’t hurt if you could cheer up a little.”
Dream slurps his medicine, making a face.
“It’s not my fault that human bodies are so weak and fragile even such a measly ailment can render them so useless.”
Hob snorts. “And yet, we persevere.”
“Hmph,” is the only answer he gets to that.
When the medicine is swallowed, Hob takes the mug back and puts it on the table where a bowl of steaming broth is waiting.
He reaches out to caress Dream’s cheek. Dream closes his eyes with a sigh and leans into the hold.
“Do you think you’d be able to drink some soup as well, love? It would help you regain strength.”
Dream’s eyes shoot open and he gives the bowl of soup a look of pure disdain, leaning away.
Hob sighs. “Your weak and fragile body needs sustenance.”
Dream turns up his nose at him.
“Nope, okay, I get it,” Hob gets up, feigning resignation. “You’re misery personified and i am a fool for trying to help, you can go back to moping in your cacoon, all by your lonesome.”
Look, Hob’s not above emotional blackmailing if that’s what’s necessary to get his pain-in-the-arse husband to make some effort to get better. The stupid moron can’t get it into his head that humans can’t live on air.
Luckily, Hob’s dirty little trick works like a charm, he only manages to take one step away from the bed, when he hears a muttered “Don’t go,” and two pale hands wrap like tentacles around his middle.
Hob sighs and lets himself be pulled back onto the bed.
“You’re so difficult sometimes, and yet, i persevere,” he teases.
“Because,” Dream prompts, plastered against Hob’s back, lips moving against his spine.
Hob huffs a laugh. “Wow, you’re so blatantly fishing for it.”
He wraps his hands around Dream’s and sighs. He gives in, as he always does, because though he may be immune to Dream’s theatrics he is not immune to the vast well of love towards this being, which bubbles inside him and, inexplicably, only seems to grow larger with each day, each year, each century.
“Because i love you,” he sighs.
“Mmm,” Dream hums contently, the vibrations tickling Hob’s back. He nuzzles against him like a kitten.
And then, miraculously:
“…I don’t wish to be alone, and i don’t wish for Despair’s company either.”
There’s a pause, and a deep sigh.
“I wish for yours. And I…appreciate your care. And patience.”
Hob chuckles. “Ah, feelings, sharing them is like pulling teeth, isn’t it?”
He’s teasing, but relief floods him knowing that they are making progress. However hard the human condition is for Dream, he has not yet said he regrets it. He has not yet said he regrets choosing a mundane life with Hob, and Hob will do his damnest to make sure he never does.
Even if it entails such horrifying lessons as talking about one’s feelings, admitting vulnerability, asking for help and letting your loved ones take care of you.
Expectedly, Dream bristles at the jab at his notorious shortcomings in the emotion-sharing department. “Hob. I have been sufficiently chastised, there’s no need for further commentary.”
Hob chuckles. “Yeah, you’re right. C’mere, Lord of Moping,” he pulls Dream into his arms, holding him close, and kisses his maudlin musings away.
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salamanderinspace · 11 months
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I don't know anyone who, at least in their public personna, visibly tries harder to be both a Good Person and an Educated Scientist, than Hank Green. Him getting lymphoma is proof that this stuff is all freaking random.
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roosterbruiser · 1 month
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just saw chappell roan hate on the timeline
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littleragondin · 1 month
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15 Day BL Challenge
The full challenge can be found here!
☆*:.。. Day 8: The trope you hate except when it’s “this series” .。.:*☆
Alright, I thought about this one long and hard because for every trope I hate I could think of at least one or two shows I really like that used it … I have the resolve of a wet towel. So, with the knowledge that I can be convinced of nearly anything if the writing and/or acting holds…
Bully romance and Utsukushii Kare. It’s a difficult trope for me to enjoy, the line after which I can’t believe in any kind of forgiveness (let alone romance) is very easily crossed - I made it an episode and a half through A Shoulder to Cry On – and I am not fond of a mean love interest. That is the reason it took me so long to give Utsukushii Kare a chance actually. But somehow, this one just works. It works because both of them have a kinda fucked up way of approaching their relationship, because the bullying stays light and because it never pretends to be anything other than what it is, somehow.
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This one I usually see in het romances but I will still plug it in: a love triangle involving siblings, and You’re My Sky. I have something with siblings (in case I was not vocal enough about it around here), and while I have no problem with siblings hating each other or whatever, but this set up just… I don’t like it, and I generally feel like it’s not given the weight it should, one way or another. What I like in You’re My Sky is that it took its premise seriously. Vee and his sister love each other, and that is a fucked up situation to be in, and that is never brushed off. I find it handled really well, I love how they decided to conclude the story, and I did love the way Pan comes back to her brother about it.
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… I guess mostly, more than hated tropes, it’s their mishandling that I hate?? makes it a little off-topic but I’ll do better for the next one (ง ื▿ ื)ว
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geppettospuppet · 6 months
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i may or may not be writing an enemies to lovers slowburn abt our favorite puppet boy🤭🤭 lets hope i end up finishing it
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cloudiness · 1 year
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What do you mean I should be doing something productive and not sketching F1 Driver Carlos Sainz Jr. ?! 🤔
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reebmiester · 1 year
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Zombie Apocalypse Steve Rogers for @whotheheckitheheck’s au <333
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jimothy-hopkins · 1 year
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Kirby: Dude take your shoes off you’re in a pool.
Jimmy: Nah dog you gotta pay to see these puppies.
Kirby: Drown.
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Man, I hate seeing Sarada's eyesore of outfit around. How quick people were to accept that gross thing. 🤢🤮
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cheerfullycatholic · 10 months
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Made cherry crisp, apple pandowdy, and chocolate pudding pie tonight for our party tomorrow 🥰🥰🥰
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One of the sad things about the M@P pride flag is it's actually kind of pretty.
too bad it represents p3dos and groomers n shit.
people who use the flag will be blocked and reported btw
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atcnm · 2 years
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- I know who he is. - Oh, how could you when he doesn't even know?
random s2!Jim post
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chappellrroan · 6 months
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talking to younger cousins trying to convince them it'll be good, things will get better will never not manage to crush me
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natp20 · 1 year
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okay *cocks gun* which one of you called vex'ahlia de rolo greedy
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