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#Dream needs a hug
arthurcantsleep · 2 years
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Dream being touch starved and desperate to feel cared for asking Hob(begging, really) for a hug after their reunion.
"would you- Can I-," Dream attempts. Hob just gives him that soft patient smile. "Can I hug you?" He finally says and immediately regrets. How stupid he is to think that someone would ever-,
Hob pulls him in without a word. He smells wonderful. Like a warm cup of tea on a rainy afternoon. His arms are wrapped tightly around Dream, but not so tight that he couldn't step away if he chose to. He slowly, hesitantly wraps his arms around Hob. That earns the softest sigh against his neck and he knows. Knows he is absolutely fucked.
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themirokai · 2 years
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Um my hand slipped and I wrote 930 words of Matthew being the very best raven a sad emo bastard of a dream lord could ask for. 
Matthew wasn’t entirely sure how he navigated the Palace of the Dreaming. It wasn’t like the rooms stayed the same or like the rooms that were almost always there (the Library for example) stayed in the same place. He wasn’t even sure that they had a place as it were. 
But if Matthew thought about where he wanted to go and started flying, usually he got there. 
Lord Morpheus was easy to find in the Dreaming. He had a gravitational pull, like the entire realm was being gently drawn towards him at all times. All Matthew had to do was follow the current and eventually he would end up on the Dream King’s shoulder. 
He thought sometimes about how Jessamy must have felt, separated from that comforting current for decades. It made his feathers stand on end and made him grip Lord Morpheus’s shoulder a little tighter with his talons. It wasn’t at all surprising to Matthew that Jessamy gave her life trying to free Lord Morpheus. He was certain that if he was in her shoes (well, not shoes, birds don’t wear shoes) he would have done the same.
Matthew stood in front of the door and cocked his head, looking at it. Lord Morpheus was on the other side of the door, Matthew could feel his pull. He had been Somewhere Else, not the Dreaming or the waking world, and hadn’t taken Matthew, which had Matthew’s feathers a bit ruffled. But now he was back in the Dreaming and Matthew wanted to go to him. Just to check in. See if he needed anything. Make sure he was ok. And so he had started following the pull but ended up in front of this closed door. 
He hadn’t reached a closed door before. Usually walls and doors in the Palace just kind of became insubstantial as he approached them. Maybe this one meant that Lord Morpheus wanted to be alone? Maybe it meant that something was wrong? Matthew considered going to check with Lucienne but what if something was wrong now? What if it would be more wrong in the time it took him to find Lucienne and come back? What if Lucienne would be horrified that Matthew hadn’t tried - really tried - to get to Lord Morpheus? 
Matthew took a breath, pictured Lord Morpheus, and pushed -
He tumbled beak over tail feathers into the room. 
Matthew got to his feet and shook his feathers back into place, then looked around. Lord Morpheus was sitting on a cushion on the floor in the corner of the room, knees drawn up to his chest. He looked far more like a wet cat than the mighty king of a realm, even though he was in his human form. Matthew hopped a little closer. 
“Uh, Boss?” 
Lord Morpheus raised his head. His eyes were black with stars in them but still looked wet and shimmering. 
“Matthew?” 
“Hey,” Matthew hopped up to his feet, “are you ok?”’
Lord Morpheus ran his hand over his face then shifted to sit with his legs crossed in front of him. “I am… ok. I was speaking with my sister, Despair. As always it was a trying experience.” 
“Do - uh - do you want me to leave you alone? You had the door closed…” 
“No.” The answer came much faster than Matthew was expecting. “No, I find I would be glad of the company.” 
Warmed by this, Matthew hopped up onto Lord Morpheus’s knee. “Siblings, huh?” 
“Did you have siblings, Matthew?” He rested his head against the wall behind him. 
“A little sister,” Matthew replied with a shake of his feathers. “She was a pain in the ass. Not the anthropomorphic personification of despair, mind you, but certainly not pleasant.” 
Lord Morpheus chuckled softly and reached out to stroke the back of his index finger over the feathers of Matthew’s chest. 
That… huh. That felt really good. Matthew leaned into the contact and Lord Morpheus kept stroking. 
“So what did Despair want?” 
“The usual,” Lord Morpheus huffed, “to goad me. Under the guise of ‘catching up’ of course.” 
“Do you think Desire put her up to it?” 
“It is possible. But Despair hardly needs encouragement. She hates me just as much as her twin does, though she is generally less devious in her ways of showing it.” 
“Why do they hate you so much?” 
“Our realms are close together but I exceed them in power. Death and Destiny are too remote to provoke their ire, but I am near enough to inspire jealousy and competition.” 
“Why do you talk to them then if they just bring you grief?” 
Lord Morpheus sighed deeply. “Because they are still my family.” 
Matthew had never been a hugger as a human and now he didn’t even have arms but he had to do something. He came to a decision and ducked his head under Lord Morpheus’s hand as he reached out to stroke Matthew’s chest. Matthew rubbed his head against the palm in what he hoped was a comforting and affectionate gesture. 
Lord Morpheus hesitated a moment and Matthew felt his stomach drop. Had he gone too far? But then Lord Morpheus held out his hand in front of Matthew’s feet and Matthew hesitantly stepped onto it. Lord Morpheus lifted him and brought him close to his chest. Matthew bumped his head gently against him and was rewarded with a stroke down his back. Then another, and another. Before Matthew knew it, he was cradled in the Dream King’s arms, being petted gently. 
Matthew sighed happily. The problem with beaks, he thought, was that they couldn’t smile. 
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Update: I’ve written more of these! Click here for more Matthew the Emotional Support Raven fluff.
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Dream: You know, people treat me like a god.
Blue: How?
Dream: They ignore my existence unless they need something.
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jjoneechan · 5 months
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c! Dream Comic
tw// scars, prison escape, mental breakdown
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DONT THINK ABOUT IT DONT THINK ABOUT IT DONT THINK ABOUT IT
Based on this twt prompt
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ministarfruit · 2 months
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bitter tea 🍵
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kkakkungsoo · 5 months
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markno hugs
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I have a hc C!Tubbo and C!Tommy both have tinnitus
C!Tubbo because of the fireworks, and his hearing is all fucked now
And C!Tommy because of various amounts of head injuries, especially the one in the prison
Adding to this, because I feel like it.
C!Tubbo is partially deaf in his left ear because of the fireworks, and his left eye doesn't work like it should. He isn't exactly blind, but everything is slightly out of focus and his hearing is all fuzzy quiet esc.
C!Tommy constantly has headaches/migraines from all of his head injuries, like it could be a good morning and then he's hit with the worst migraine so far.
sorry, adding this; they both have terrible migraines.
get them to a doctor right neow
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the-cloudy-dreamer · 1 year
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Neil Gaiman *waving around a Sandman comic* so change is inevitable, pride will take you nowhere and forgiveness can be difficult but necessary—in this 10+ essay I’ll show you that as long as you don’t act like Morpheus you’ll be just fine
Our dumb asses: omG Dream is babygirL precious, tiny antropomorphic personification of dreams 🥺🫶🏻🖤🖤🖤✨✨
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The thing about S1 Jamie that I think is interesting is I think on rewatch there is some insight as to why Jamie went so hard on the bullying of Sam. (Not gonna be defending Jamie's treatment of Sam just looking into maybe why). Because out of all of the things Jamie did is season one. The one that seems hardest to understand or really forgive is his treatment of Sam. The first time around, you couldn't understand it. Sam is legitimately the kindest man in existence. (I know as a stroyteller it was the easiest way to really get us to dislike Jamie and really make us more understanding of Roy's treatment of Jamie which to be frank is not great and understand Ted's fruatrations with him) and Sam just keeps trying with Jamie.
But know I think it far to say thay S1 Jamie was jealous of Sam and his easy going, happy, postive nature. I dont think he was aware of it though.
Season 1 Jamie is so interesting because on paper, he had everything he thought he wanted. But I dint think he was overally happy. But yeah it seemed to be all his way
1. He played for the team he grew up supporting and dreamed of playing for. I imagine his first time stepping on that fiels in that uniform would have been monumental. Sure, maybe he wasn't a starter, but he got some minutes and the unspken agreement that in a few years, he would be a star.
2. I imagine he was initially disappointed to be loaned out, but then he learns he is being loaned to Richmond. Yeah they suck, but he gets to play a full 90 minutes, is basically going to be the best player, kick most of thier goals and he gets to be team mates with Roy Kent (he dreamed of playing against him one day, with him is a dream come true, I really think pre show Jamie would have been so excited to play with Roy Kent and was so disappointed in how it turned out). Plus, it has the added advantage of getting him away from his dad. And once his done his loan, he can come back to Manchester. This is his chance to get away from it for a while and be the star
3. He meets and gets to date Keely Jones who his always had a crush on. Dhe is literally a dream girl for him
So he should be happy right. His got everything he wanted, but it's not going the way he expected because.....
1. Roy Kent hates him (in my mind Roy was standoffish from the start, heres come this whizkid who was everything he used to be and slowly losing. I think Jamie came in at 100% and immediatley put Roy on the back foot). Jamie tries with Roy but the more it doesnt work the more Jamie goes OK, if I cant make him like me I will show him I am better than him. Hence the beginning of that relationship.
2. Yeah his away from his dad and his killing it at Richmond, scoring their goals, winning them matches but it only seems to be winning over half the team (he can't see yet his attitude is what is stopping the other guys from liking him). And the team still isn't doing great even with him. Plus he may be away from his Dad but his relationship with his mum feels like it in a werid place which sucks cause she is his favourite person ever.
3. And Keeley seems to be where its going right but sometimes it feels like his a bit of a project for her. And I think he has heard people (like Roy) question why she is with him.
And let's face it, he is still likely hearing from his dad when he doesn't perform up to his standards.
And then heres Sam. Who (at this point in time) isn't playing well, isn't scoring goals, not massively contributing to thier wins and yet he seems so genuinely happy all the time and everyone loves him, Roy Kent seems to like him and is friendly with him, complimenting him (which he has never done to Jamie). Sam is so open and kind he has probably talked about his dad in the locker room, and his relationship with his family seems perfect and that must gnaw at Jamie because all he ever wanted is to make his dad proud and his pretty sure he will never achieve it because the man is a d***k who is impossoble to please, yet Jamie never stops trying and things are werid with his mum which he hates. But all he hears when its brought up from Sam is how great his family is.
Then along comes the new gaffer who Jamie can't even understand why he is coaching, but he also seems to love Sam and wants him to be the decoy so Sam can kick the goal. Even though Jamie knows if he kicks it, it will go in.
Now we all know the reason Sam is liked is because he is an amazing, kind hearted, dedicated person, but I think S1 Jamie is so jealous and does not even know it.
Because S1 Jamie is still living with the notion that being the best in the most important thing ( thank you James Tartt Sr) so to Jamie he is out here busting his ass at training to be the best, scoring all the goals yet Sam seems to be the one who is living what he thought his dream time at Richmond was going to be. And I know I mention it but I think it is a big thing for Jamie, the harder he tries the more Roy seems to despise him, and take enjoyment in his embarrassment.
And S1 Jamie in all maturity handles his jealously by trying to make Sam feel as bad as he is feeling. Which Jamie, baby. That's kindergarten mentality. And poor Sam actually thinks Jamie is a great player and would love to learn from him in the beginning and isnt having a great time either.
But yeah. I dont think Jamie ever disliked Sam. I think he was insanly jealous of him all the time and didn't know how to handle that or even admit it himself.
Thanks for coming to my Ted Talk. Apologies for my rambles.
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spaciebabie · 4 months
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sometimes when I have a moment ta think ta myself I step back and really reflect on how out of all the characters I've simped for, springtrap has been the longest lasting. and for what reason. why did my brain pick that guy. you know. the rotting corpse inside of a moldy bunny suit. that's the guy we wanna be insane over? okay.
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trunklewunjle · 2 months
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I did some twists and turns to the Dreamtale I included in the server me an my friends rp in, and I’ve been kinda hyper fixated so I did a little thing
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I don’t like perspective but im going to have to eventually learn, soul shattering I will never be the same once i dominate it
Yea the fucking tree told him to shoot night because everyone is so mean to him so I just yknow she might as well also be mean to a fucking seven year old who knew no better 
Dreamtale (Dream and Nightmare) Belong to Jokublog
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dizzybevvie · 1 year
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girl help im thinking about Riku Kingdom Hearts
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kjdkive · 1 year
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bubbles and kisses — mark lee.
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warnings: lots of fluff cause im lonely and this is mainly for me, suggestive coments, cursing, mark being so sweet it will make you cry cause you will never have him (if there's more i need to warn lmk)
a/n: was feeling a little down and wrote this. hope you like it. english' not my first language so if any mistake please understand and also let me know cause mistakes make me want to throw up
"hi, baby." you greeted your boyfriend as you entered the appartment you shared with him.
mark looked up from his phone, as he was resting on the sofa and inmediatly stood up so he could give you a hug. "hi, my baby." he said while he gave you a kiss on the cheek, smiling but it dissapeared "why do you sigh? is everything alright?"
you smiled. you loved how he noticed the very small details. "it's nothing, babe, i'm just tired. i've been dealing with a lot of clients... the annoying ones." you gave him a little kiss with a little smile.
"oh, i'm sorry, it's okay, you're home now so i guess that's better, right?" mark asked and you nodded. "well, how about i prepare you a nice, warm bath? how does that sound?"
"oh, it sounds amazing, but would you do that for me? it's okay if i just shower." you asked him, you didn't want to bother him. he was probably more tired than you.
"yeah, of course." he brushed your hair out of your face. "i'd prepare you a million baths." he smiled, while giving you another kiss. "meanwhile, why don't you eat the pasta i bought you? cause you know i can't cook for shit, and it's still warm." you laughed and nodded to his offer.
he went away to your shared bathroom and you went to the kitchen to eat the pasta he told you about. he was right, it was still warm, and it was also really good. while you ate, you scrolled on your phone, texted back a few friends that you hadn't replied to because you've been busy with your job and if you weren't doing something related to your job you were sleeping. it was hard to maintain your life, boyfriend, friends, co-workers, clients. you just wanted a break.
"y/n! bath's ready, come here!"
"i'm coming, hold up!"
you saved the left overs of the pasta in the fridge and headed straight to the bathroom. when you opened the door, you were shocked, you couldn't believe what your boyfriend had done even though it was ultra common with him. the bathroom was full of your favorite candles, therefore it was smelling to your favorite scent, the tub was full of bubbles just how you liked it, there was your favorite playlist playing in the background and your favorite person was just there checking the perfect water temperature.
"oh my god, mark, babe, you did not."
"i did, you deserve this after a long, rough day." he smiled. "now, come here." you went to him and he grabbed your cheeks and gave you a long kiss on the lips. "okay, now, let me." he started by taking off your blazer because you were still wearing office attire and then he began to unbotton your blouse.
"fuck yeah, i'm getting laid tonight." you said, while mark now was taking off your blouse.
all he did was laugh. "jesus christ, y/n, stop being a pervert, we're not having sex tonight i'm still tired from yesterday, bro. now just enjoy this and be quiet." mark got on his knees and started taking off your trousers, holding your hands so you get ouf them when the trousers were now at your feet. "do you want me to take off your panties too?"
you had to be honest, he looked so good on his knees ready to take off everything that was on you but you had to shake off the thought. his question, though, was very straight forward, and it made you feel shy and vulnerable. you didn't say anything, you just nodded, letting him know that he could do whatever he wanted to do. and he did. before taking off your underwear, he made sure to give some light kisses to your legs and all you could do was carress his hair. he took the off and then stood up to unhook your bra.
the thing is: he never, once, looked at your body; even though he has seen all of you thousands of times in different contexts, this was different. this was so delicate, so intimate. you felt so safe even in this very vulnerable state, and you knew he would never do anything to hurt you.
he finished taking everything off and gave you a kiss again. "you look beautiful, baby, now get in." he held your hand while you walked on the steps the tub had. you felt like yourself again. the water was perfect, the bubbles felt right on your skin, the smell of the candles flodded your nose. it was all perfect, thanks to your boyfriend.
"aren't you getting in with me?" you asked him.
"i showered before you got home, so don't worry." he kissed your forehead. then he grabbed your hair and tied it in a bun so you wouldn't get it wet.
you just sat there, hugging your knees, feeling the warmth of the water and thinking how you were a really lucky girl to have someone like mark lee in your life and also, to be able to call him your boyfriend. hopefully, one day, your husband.
you opened your eyes and saw your boyfriend sitting on the steps there beside you, just staring at you. "what are you looking at, mark lee?" you asked him.
"just how pretty you are." and he looked really pretty too, resting his head on his hand, on his favorite black t-shirt and pajama pants.
"stop." you smiled.
"you're blushing, you'reeee blushing." he made fun of you and stood up a little bit to give you another kiss, which apparently, kissing you was something he couldn't stop doing tonight. "do you want me to go so you can have some alone time?" he asked.
"no, don't go." you said, inmediatly. "stay with me, please?"
"whatever you want, baby."
you held his hand and gave it a little kiss while you made it rest on your knees. and just stayed there, enjoying his prescence. the silence, the water, the scent and just him. it was perfect, but only because mark was there with you. and not only now, he was there every step of the way just as you were with him.
something hard to find, but totally worth it.
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mikimakiboo · 2 months
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Nightmare, in the middle of a fight, already barely holding it together:
Dream: damn you sure do look awful today
Nightmare: *tearing up instently*
Dream: oh sh¡t-
Nightmare: *now crying in the middle of the battlefield*
Dream: *panicking* oh my god what did I do-
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Nothing but a husk now.
(He usually has clothes but I wanted to show off the marks :3 )
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damnikindadontcare · 3 months
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So I’ve seen a lot of speculation that Carmy is going to die at the end of The Bear and tbh, I kinda hate that theory. I get that it may seem plausible with Carmy’s current character arc but I feel like it would be redundant with Mikey’s death (and possibly Marcus’ mother dying). It would also diminish one of The Bears biggest underlying themes, hope. The idea that there is life after death and that you can find happiness and love after everything you’ve been through. Mikey dying, Carmy escaping the confines of fine dining and returning home to run The Beef, to finding his very own found family, to meeting Sydney, to opening The Bear, and to hopefully embark on a healing journey, all of that would mean nothing if Carmy died in the end. Mikey didn’t hide all of that money in all of those tomato cans and leave The Beef to Carmy only for him to end up with the same fate as his big brother. Carmy’s death would do nothing more than rob Natalie of another brother, take away the love of Syd’s life, destroy Richie all over again and leave The Bear with a very void and sad finale. Not every story has to end in tragedy and death, sometimes there can be happy endings too.
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