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Blowing their loved ones
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tampire · 1 year
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Yes and No
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duchess-of-new-shire · 7 months
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Love ships where its like some guy with autism and his special interest is his wife
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alexxuun · 7 months
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There’s a connection somewhere…
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cottoncandysprite · 2 years
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I don't want sex I want whatever weird centuries long courting ritual the male characters in Neil Gaiman works keep having
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uncommon-etc · 2 years
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This is a friendly reminder that every time Neil Gaiman gives us fictional immortals whose relationships are strong enough to endure for literal centuries despite never being overtly romantic or sexual in nature, and the fandom goes absolutely feral over it, asexuals everywhere become more powerful
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familiar-anonymous · 2 years
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I can relate to Crowley.💤
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randomsufff · 8 months
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You know what I really need in fanfics? More confession scenes where one person drops the confessions then runs, fast as fuck, in the other direction.
Like, obviously they’ll meet back up eventually and talk about it (which is hilarious in itself they they would have to sprint to catch up while yelling why they’re like this) , BUT THINK ABOUT IT!!! It 1) give the other person a chance to gather their thoughts so the person confessing doesn’t have to sit in anxious silence and 2) allows the confessor to get it over with quick and overcomes that anxiety over confessing. Also it’s just fucking hilarious.
Like imagine your fav paring or whatever, they get to that part where one (or both idk) realizes their feelings for the other but they’re just anxious to be vulnerable like that or they fear rejection, whatever. One of them suddenly goes, fuck it, and they turn to the other. (Maybe they’re on a sidewalk, maybe their in a park IDK endless possibilities here) and they go:
“ok I’m about to say something, it’s nothing bad (I hope) and I’m willing to talk about it after I say it. I’m 100% serious, this is really not a joke. But I’m going to say this and run to (relevant location). Ok? Ok…. Don’t freak out… iminlovewithyou” *Cue maniac SPRINTING as fast as humanly possible in the other direction* (Bro I’m cracking up just typing about this)
AND THEN!!! You get to chose how they react after a few stunned seconds. Do they sprint after them? Do they shout to bring their ass back over to them? Do they race like hell to beat the other at the determined location??? I don’t know, but it’s hilarious as fuck and can transition seamlessly into heartfelt feeling talk.
(Thinking about this with specific ships is funny as hell too)
Idk I think of more fics had this trope we could all have a grand ol silly time instead of accidentally speed reading through confession schemes because the stress is too much then having to go back and re-read it to fully process it, as one does. You know?
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ennas-aesthetic · 1 year
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Hob "I worked in the printing industry since its conception, and I keep rare bible misprints for sentimental value" Gadling
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Aziraphale "That Mr. Gadling better stop hoarding the Rarest Bible Misprints to himself or so Help Me God" Fell
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effable-as-f · 2 years
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Hob and Crowley meeting in some random pub and drunkenly venting about their respective relationship issues not realizing how similar their situations actually are, and then running into each other again 100 some odd years later and them both just being like "Uhhh I can explain"
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tampire · 1 year
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Ineffable Dreamling
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night-eyes1 · 2 years
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Neil Gaiman:
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fowjiyo · 6 months
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colesawicn · 2 years
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category is gay and immortal
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junee-e · 2 days
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neil gaiman needs to stop with the bitchy light academia/snarky dark themed immortal beings who come to love each other over thousands of years or im going to start committing crimes
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My main HC for Morpheus is he lives and just retires from the stress of being Dream.
He gets convinced to just live for himself and choose his own destiny without the expectation of his existence weighing him down.
Hob helps him, both of them moving into a cottage where they learn to coexist and Morpheus learns how to be human without the added stress of a city life.
He reads books, new ones having to be thoroughly digested rather than just instantly available in his head like a goddamn robot.
Maybe he helps Hob plant seeds and realises that it's somewhat close to breathing life into new creations and helping them grow into their desired functions, immediately addicted to the feeling of mud under his nails and stains on his clothes because he's creating a life without needing a purpose for it.
They go down to the beach, and yeah it's not like the Shores of The Dreaming but he still has his spade and bucket and by fucking Christ is he going to make the best sand castle ever, Hob, stop laughing!!
He builds and builds until he's tired and worn out and sweating pints, but there's a version of the castle - his home, even if it's not his anymore, even if it didn't feel like home, not really - standing proudly in the sand. And he stares at it, realising that the dreaded feeling in the pit of his stomach is still there, but it's not as suffocating as it used to be. He's not weighed down by the unconscious minds of everyone, he gets to create for the simple pleasure of creating.
He gets to go back to the cottage, curls his feet under him and drinks hot chocolate as Hob cooks in the kitchen. Music's playing in the background as the fire roars in the hearth.
He feels safe.
He feels content.
He feels loved.
He's happy.
(And maybe a certain Angel and Demon buy a cottage close by, causing an all-out garden war between the Resident Goths on whose plants are better?? Which then creates the Annual Garden Competition. Both Hob and Azi are chilling and having cake whilst the Resident Goths are fighting over the last seedlings).
I just want the dweebs to all be happy.
Is it so much to ask for??
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