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Whumptober 1
No. 1: “But now this room is spinning while I’m trying just to fill in all the gaps.”
Safety Net | Swooning | “How many fingers am I holding up?”
Day 1! This is with my immortal whumpee Marlowe, in the Vampire AU. Their masterlist is here. CW: immortal whumpee, nonbinary whumpee, exhaustion, vampire whumper.
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The vampire pulled away, wiping the blood from their mouth with the back of their hand as they stood up out of the chair they were sitting in. Lo felt a dribble of spit trickle onto their shoulder from their neck where he had been feeding.
Without a single word the vampire exited the room, brushing the curtain of the door aside as he exited the feeding area. Lo pulled themselves to sitting on shaky arms, pulling the collar of their tunic back over their neck, the two bite marks already starting to close up and heal.
Lo could barely make out another figure coming into the room, but they knew who this was instantly.
“Hey-” Solomon mumbled, stepping over to the table atop where Lo sat. “That’s it for today. The sun is coming up so we’re all going to bed.”
Lo’s eyes drifted til they finally focused onto the vampire in front of their face. They went to speak in reply but the words refused to tumble out of their mouth and it came out as a sigh instead.
“Oh you don’t look so good…” Solomon brushed the human’s hair back from their forehead, immediately feeling it slick with sweat, the skin cold and clammy. “Yeah, you definitely need a rest.”
Lo had leaned into the touch against their forehead, and when the vampire pulled away, Lo followed, tumbling forward off the table into the vampire’s chest.
“Woah- okay, hang on-” they braced an arm around the small human’s waist, towering over them as they held them up on shaky feet and legs. “Lo- are you okay? Are you with me?”
“ ‘m’just tired-” they mumbled. Their words slurring together.
“Well yeah, you had twelve feedings today, that’s twice your normal amount. Hey-hey-” Solomon pulled the human in front of him, one hand on their shoulder to keep them steady, the other held out in front of their face. “How many fingers am I holding up?”
Solomon watched as the human tried to focus their vision, blinking a few times and squinting, words echoing across their lips as if they were counting. Finally they seemed to settle on an answer that would have to be sufficient.
“Se-seven?”
Solomon resisted the urge to chuckle as Lo flashed him a dopey smile, their eyelids fluttering open and closed as exhaustion began to take over.
“Alright Lo, that’s it, you’re going to bed.”
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Taglist: @imagination1reality0@whumpsday@thecyrulik@no-terms-and-conditions-apply@spectral-whumpy-writer @raddyscoops
#whumptober2023#no.1#swooning#“how many fingers am I holding up?”#whump writing#immortal whumpee#vampire whumper#Marlowe the immortal
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Christopher Marlowe, Doctor Faustus and Other Plays
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Death Appreciation Week!
With Dead Boy Detectives hitting our screens on the 25th April, and with our girl Death of the Endless making a guest appearance, it seemed only fitting that we should celebrate her in the run up to the show's release.
So I will be running a Death Appreciation Week from Thursday 18th April to Thursday 25th April which will be a celebration of all things Death of the Endless!
Participation is easy. You can go through the prompt list below, and choose to create in whichever way you feel most comfortable. I am keeping this event as flexible as possible so the prompts aren't tied to set days, you just go for whatever you feel most inspired by whenever you can make the time and ideally if you are able to complete a prompt of your choosing each day of the event well then you are a star and I love you!
Prompt List
Death and Family - Dysfunctional as they may be the Endless are a family unit, and their parents are even worse.
Death and Mortals - Some have won her favour, others have slipped through her grasp.
Death and Immortals - even the God's must meet her in the end.
Death and Relationships - Who doesn't flirt with Death on occassion?
Lessons Learned - Death's words of wit and wisdom.
Death the Fashionista - She's rocked many looks over the years, but she's always been a goth fashion icon.
A Day with Death - every 100 years she takes mortal form.
The Sound of Her Wings - lets not forget she has them!
"A Cold Stuck-Up Bitch" - It's a long endless lifetime - Death's early years and how she's changed.
Death Tarot - a symbol of transformation, of change, and even of hope?
Rules for Participation
All types of fanworks are permitted. Fanart, fanfics, gifsets, meta analysis, polls, even just sharing your fave comic panels or official artwork is fine. The goal is to celebrate this amazing character in all her forms.
For your work to qualify for submission to the event, it has to prominantly feature Death of the Endless as the primary focal point. Whilst I encourage exploring her relationships with other characters, the point is to highlight Death as the central character in the work.
the hashtag #Death Appreciation Week must be tagged in all works for the event.
Anything goes! I welcome all ships, all types of work, all themes and content. NSFW is absolutely fine if that's your jam. We don't kinkshame here either. So long as everything is clearly tagged you can literally create what you want.
The prompt list is just a guide for inspiration but literally any fanworks that focus on Death can be included. You don't have to follow prompts if you don't want to.
This is a love fest for Death - which means no hate, discrimination, exclusion, etc. Please also keep criticisms and complaints out of the event tag.
Death of the Author - this is my Neil Gaiman Keep Out sign. As much as I love the guy, this is a fan event and I do not consent to anyone tagging the author in my posts. If he somehow finds it on his own thats on him lol, but please don't tag him.
Most importantly HAVE FUN - and share this post. Signal Boost please!
If you have any questions about the event, the prompts, or anything, please send me an ask or a dm. I'm happy to answer anything and help as much as needed.
With love and thanks to @seiya-starsniper for the awesome banner, and @marlowe-zara and @tryan-a-bex for their ideas and support. <3
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everytime Marlow shows up on my dash I go absolutely feral, he's gonna be the one to change my mind about ghouls being hot. Sorry but I want to chew on him for a bit, as a treat
Heehee thank you so much!!! So I’m glad I’m turning the tides for you! He's a very biteable guy I totally agree with you. I think ghouls are all so pretty, even when they’re not caked with make-up like Richie lmao. Something about their like... transhuman qualities is very comforting to me.
Also for the drawing I was just thinking about the similarities between Dean and Richie. They both obsess over their revenge/pride quests for 200 years and it makes them crazy. Classic tale of being better off if they just let it go. Dean is more of a slimy pathetic snake tho... Richie is like... a bulldozer? LOL. The true king of sabotage. Dean destroys for greed and Richie destroys for love <3
Being an immortal makes it easy to blow something out of proportion, right? Endless amounts of time to get trapped inside your head. That isolation is more dangerous than the necrosis hm...
#fallout#fallout new vegas#fnv#dead money#dean domino#fallout oc#dick marlow#asks#my art#thank you again for the ask!!#I'm also experimenting more with red as Richie's ghoul color in contrast to his purple human color... I'm kind of liking it
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"REDHEADS are as colorful as a day in autumn, as spectacular as the setting sun.
The redhead is the Sun Goddess . . . she lights up a room when she enters . . . her color is yellow. Her season is fall. Her time of day . . . sunset. She can see herself reflected in the flaming foliage, the setting sun.
Though she's synonymous with all the flowers of autumn ( the chrysanthemum in its yellow, gold and coppery tones, the aster, the marigold), the tiger lily represents her best.
The flaxen-haired have been immortalized by artists and poets as symbols of love and beauty, but so have the red-haired. Titian, Rubens and Renoir glorified red-gold locks; Reynolds and Gainsborough, warm auburn, and Lautrec, fiery red. Marlowe wrote of the beauteous Helen of Troy in his play, Doctor Faustus. The face "that launched a thousand ships" and caused the Trojan war was framed with red-gold tresses.
-Arlene Dahl
#ann margret#arleen whelan#arlene dahl#clara bow#rita hayworth#tina louise#jeanne crain#maureen o'hara#myrna loy#redhead#redheads#quote#old hollywood#helen of troy
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In light of recent discoveries, I will be changing the name of this blog to honor the true author of these 37/8 plays we all know and love: Christopher Marlowe.
It has been unequivocally proven as of this week that Marlowe did not in fact meet his judgment in 1593, but rather lived on to continue his career as a great poet and playwright.
Previously, it was believed that his works left unfinished and the body identified as his were solid proof that the plays he wrote under the name of “William Shakespeare” could not have been written by the same hand as the great Tragical History of Doctor Faustus and Hero and Leander.
But as of this week, it has been proven that this evidence has long been misinterpreted. It is true that he left behind unfinished poems and that there was a body identified as his. In fact, it is even true that the body identified that day was his.
Where generations of scholars went awry, however, was in their lack of consideration for the spirit of the man whose body died that day. Using modern technology including EMWA (electromagnetic writing analysis), it was discovered that William Shakespeare did physically write the plays, but it was the spirit of the great Christopher Marlowe who was behind them via the ancient art of human consciousness possession (HCP).
Yes, you heard that right: it has been scientifically proven “Shakespeare’s” posthumously published folio which brought us some of our most beloved plays is simply radiating with electromagnetic particles that suggest the mind behind the text was not Shakespeare’s but Marlowe’s, in possession the former’s body.
I study English rather than paranormal writing analysis, so I can only explain what little I know about the subject, but from what I understand, analysis of an original printing of the first folio produced these results. Modern paranormal expert Sam Winchester says of the discovery: “It reshapes the fields of both English literature and paranormology. Most cases of PoP [Possession of Poets] are fairly low-profile. It’s rare to see a case like this. We studied the folio by analyzing the IPs [inspiration particles] and comparing them against a text authentically written by Marlowe and then one we could expect Shakespeare’s possession by Kit wouldn’t have influenced—his will. The IPs analyzed from over six hundred lines of the folio were similar in shape, color, and potency to those detected from lines of Marlowe’s Faustus, Tamburlaine, Edward II, and Hero and Leander but markedly different from those of Shakespeare’s will. The variations in the hue of the particles between Marlowe’s writings while living and those produced after his death via his possession of William Shakespeare showed that “Shakespeare’s” plays were consistent with the particles we see in other cases of PoP, proving that they were in fact written posthumously by the mind of Marlowe and the hand of Shakespeare.”
Anne Hathaway, actress and immortal wife of the late William Shakespeare said that she was “not surprised” by the new development. “Will sure seemed odd after ‘93—sorry, that’s 1593 for you all. He became suddenly obsessed with writing plays and sonnets. I was pretty excited about the sonnets initially until I realized most of them were written to some twink and not me. I suppose that’s how these things go. I still think Will would be proud of his legacy even if it wasn’t entirely his.”
Winchester recommends that “Shakespeare” scholars worldwide “acknowledge Marlowe as the true author of the plays, sonnets, and poems both out of respect for the mind behind the verse and to avoid being possessed [them]selves.” He says that paranormologists have “no reason to believe that Marlowe isn’t still out there waiting to add a few more plays to his repertoire.” In fact, he and his team are currently analyzing Tom Stoppard’s plays to rule out the possibility of another case of possession by Marlowe.
#shakespeare#christopher marlowe#marlovian authorship theory#sam winchester#paranormology#…#April fools
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So what if
Dream is sort of Shakespeare's patron, right? So would that make Shakespeare on of His™? And if so, would he reside in the Dreaming after his death instead of the Sunless Lands?
'cause if so. Consider.
He's still writing. (A lot)
He keeps up with modern literature, but keeps writing (at least mostly) in Early Modern English (that's it, right? Do I have my lit facts straight?). Imagine his recent plays littered with slang, disney references, (un)subtle references to shit that was based on his stuff that he either loves or hates, both are good.
He's kind of a favourite of Dream's. The same way Lucienne and Jessamy and The Corinthian are. He can get away with saying shit, because if he offends Dream he can turn around and start sprouting some poetry at that vain-ass bitch and all is forgiven. (In the worst cases it takes a new play about his royal majesty the Dream King and how generous and benevolent and regal he is)
Fishbowling happens, not sure what Will would do, the plot bunny didn't care.
Dream is back, all is well, he goes to the New Inn, Hob and Dream are now officially Friends.
They meet up more bc friends see each other more often than once a century. Oh yeah friends also know each others' names and such. So Dream tells Hob a bit about himself.
At some point he's like, hey hob u wanna see the dreaming?
Hob's like yES PLz??
Hob gets a tour, and from that point on usually gets the option at night to dream normally or visit the palace.
On one fateful night, Hob decides to take a stroll through the library, goes looking for Marlowe's shelf, because he kind of wonders what other stuff that genius would have written had he lived longer.
Only to (maybe literally) bump into, you guessed it, Will Bloody Shaxberd.
He stares.
Will goes 'hey'.
And then Hob goes somewhat feral.
(no he is not over it, sue him, he's allowed to hold a grudge.)
He goes off on a rant about, see, ofc ur still plagiarizing marlowe he was so much better i can't believe dream left me for you you useless twat you couldn't write shit without him so why did you get the fucking privilege of living with him and knowing him for fucking centuries i had to fight 600 years for his bloody name and i'm guessing you got it right that first meeting hm?
And Will goes oh shit it's you! And then cuts Hob off with a "you're so right! I was an absolute shit playwright before your friend helped me!"
And Hob is... Understandably lost. This was not how it went in his head.
And then Will continues, I was so nervous the time right after that meeting, I knew he was some sort of supernatural being, no clue what though, he's really not good at introductions, is he, so I sort of assumed you were too, and I was waiting for your revenge for stealing your date away, recently found out you're actually human, albeit immortal, and it was not a date, though, speaking of, have you sorted yourselves out yet?
And Hob, quite understandably even more baffled, sort of gapes for a bit.
Before very nervously denying anything of the sort.
Will just stares.
And goes, bruv, you weren't subtle then, still aren't now, spare everyone else the UST, please, for the love of god, you two need to fuck post haste.
And Hob is like, hahaha, eh, yeah, nope, fun seeing you, BYE.
So Will sighs. And goes to see Lucienne, as any sensible person would.
Lucienne sighs as well. At which point Will steps to Dream himself.
"My lord?" "Yes, William?" "Forgive my directness, but so as not to risk any misunderstandings, what exactly is your relationship with Hob Gadling?" "We are friends. Why do you ask? Is that not clear?" "Well, to be perfectly honest, m'lord, I assumed you were... Involved™." "We are not." "But you'd like to be though, right?" "You dare presume to know-" " I dare presume to know what attraction, romance, love, all that looks like, sire. I must do, after portraying it in my plays for over four centuries. After writing several hundreds of sonnets on the topic." "I-" "In my humble opinion, my lord, it is a good match. He understands you, you continue to fascinate each other, he can provide a safe place where you need not be monarch for a moment. And of course, you are quite obviously attracted to one another sexually." "WILLIAM SH-" "Oh calm down! I'm certainly not judging either of you!" "...he is attracted to me?" "..." "Is he?" "YES! Lord give me faith! Kiss him! Go to him and teleport the both of you onto a bed! Or if you want to be sappy go slow and bring him a rose, but please, for the love of the collective sanity, do something!" "But how do you know? What if you misunderstood? What if it is unwelcome? I cannot lose him!"
At which point Will turns around, leaves the throne room, goes back to the library and rant to Lucienne
"I swear I'm going to write a play about them, just to point out how stupid this is. I feel compelled to call it a tragedy, but I think it needs to have a happy ending, otherwise Lord Broodphius would get stuck on the but what if it does end in tragedy, so I suppose a comedy would be fitting, but then again, this is too painful to watch to qualify as a comedy. Tragic comedy? Comic tragedy? I'll figure it out..."
And Lucienne is like, if you'd like to perform it properly I'm sure there are a few dreams who would be more than willing to help out, take on a role.
Hob comes back to the Dreaming a few days later and finds Will up to his elbows in paper, reference books, thesauruses and rhyming dictionaries (handy things those), and empty mugs and the like.
Will looks up, somewhat manic, and is like, Hob! Great! Just the person I wanted to see! Would you help me, please?
Hob's like, sure? Kind of apprehensive, but he gave everything some thought and decided that as long as he could go on dunking on him, he could let go of most of his jealousy (cuz that's what is was, he's mature enough to admit)
Will goes, Awesome! Tell me about you and Morphius! How do you see him, what's your story, I only ever get bits and pieces from his lordship, so I'm in severe need of some context...
And Hob is somewhat suspicious, but he indulges him, and really, telling the story comes too easy, so he gets into it completely and doesn't even notice when he starts slipping into rants about Dream, about how beautiful, and magnificent, and misunderstood, and kind, and way-out-of-his-league-but-god-dammit-he-went-and-fell-in-love-with-the-bastard-anyway he is
And Will takes studious notes.
And then goes like, so some of the sonnets I've written were with you two in mind, you wanna give me some feedback? (Ahem, sonnet 24/29, some others work too, undoubtedly, but I am no Shakespeare expert, unfortunately)
And he does something similar with Dream, maybe citing Hob's dislike of him as the reason he wants to know more about him without having to bother him overly much, like, I want to set things right between us, but I need to know more about him to do that, will you help me, m'lord
And he does
And Will just sits back and takes notes as Dream also spirals into a passion fueled rant about Hob
And all those notes end up in the eventual play
Auditions for the roles happen when Dream and Hob are out on a Not Date™ in the Waking.
There are surprisingly many auditioning for Hob's role, and surprisingly little for Dream's
Until Will points out that Dream would probably be more offended by an unworthy portrayal of his Love that of himself, at which point some of the dreams bow out entirely, bc Will knows how vain their lord is, so they decide not to risk unmaking and tactically retreat
Will is in his fucking element, it's been way too long since he's properly directed a play!
Eventually Will comes up to the Mutually Pining Idiots like, hey m'lord, Hob, I've written a new play, and I've been working with some of the dreams to make it happen, do you want to see??
So they watch. They watch as two absolute fucking idiots stumble around each other, everyone on and off stage can see how stupidly in love they are except for them, and both start sweating profusely when they start recognizing their own words quoted back at them.
The end of the play is something of a direct call-out and a plea from the dreams to please just talk to each other, fuck and get married, preferably in that order, but they're not picky.
Then everyone leaves them alone for the Conversation that is most likely going to happen.
Will stays behing hiding unobtrusively in the shadows tho.
He's not about to let all his work go to waste if these idiots ty to play it off again. He will lock them in a broom closet if he has to, watch him.
They don't.
Luckily.
There are like three sentences total spoken. Then they're aggressively making out.
Will leaves the room very content about his matchmaking skills.
And hey! He got a good play out of it, if he does say so himself!
#the sandman#dream of the endless#dreamling#dream#hob gadling#the sandman netflix#centennial husbands#dream x hob#hob x dream#morpheus#morpheus x hob#hob x morpheus#will shaxberd#hob hates shakespeare#plot bunny#i say bunny#but at this point it's a hare#this got long#and way out of hand#honestly it just started with hib stumbling across shakespeare in the dreaming#and ranting to him#and will being surprisingly mature and such#then this happened#lucienne#and will#just sighing over these#idiots#together#mutual pining#idiots to lovers
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Reasons for and against suspecting they may change the ending of The Sandman
Reasons for and against suspecting they may change the ending of The Sandman for The Netflix series:
There is some speculation in The Sandman fandom that they will change how the story ends. Here are some reasons to suggest it will be changed and reasons to suggest it won’t be changed.
Warning: Here are spoilers and this post is meant for those who already know how the original story ends. Spoilers below.
Reasons it might remain unchanged:
1. Neil Gaiman still wants to do certain key scenes from The Kindly Ones and The Wake.
2. Gregory’s death and Goldie’s hatching seems to foreshadow Daniel’s ascension.
3. Lyta Hall still has a baby born of The Dreaming that has yet to be named. (This is Daniel). And the banishment of Hector’s ghost gives her reason to mistrust and resent Morpheus.
4. The foreshadowing of The Kindly Ones by acknowledging Desire’s scheme to have The Kindly Ones come for Morpheus for spilling family blood. The Hecate / Fates also talk about their own darker aspect.
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Reasons it might be changed:
1. Morpheus’s character evolution seems to be happening faster.
2. In Sound of her Wings the story no longer ends with Morpheus throwing grain or bird seed to hear the sound of wings and smiling at it (apparently foreshadowing his desire to die). It also does not have Morpheus recite to us the poem about looking forward to and gratefully greeting Death. Instead the story ends with Morpheus happy for seeing his friend. This seems to be a notable difference that it is friendship that makes him smile and appear content instead of “the sound of wings.”
3. Though The Fates already referred to Morpheus’s son, Orpheus, as dead in the original version of the Calliope story, the repeated claim of Orpheus being “dead” (as used in the Netflix show) would undermine The Kindly Ones’ future reason for coming after Morpheus.
4. In episode ten, among the dreams and nightmares Morpheus is working on, along the shore, one looks like an unfinished re-created Gregory. The re-creation of Gregory could also be a foreshadowing. However the fact that his re-creation seems to be ambiguous can also be a foreshadowing in and of itself for the original story’s own portrayal of Morpheus’s posthumous existence in Hob’s dream as a dream entity now free of the burden of being Dream of The Endless.
5. It would be a delicious irony if the theme of “Change or Die” means this adaptation has a change to how that’s resolved and the audience that might be opposed to change has to learn to accept this change.
6. The Sandman Netflix series has already toned down quite a bit of the more horrific and darker aspects of the story.
7. The Netflix Sandman series allowed Rosemary to live and be protected instead of killed, as she was in the original story. So there’s already precedent for a character living who previously was portrayed as dying.
8. You know DC has been aching for an excuse to be able to bring Morpheus back to canon. It’s obvious The Sandman Universe writers prefer using Morpheus. The proof is in every Sandman Universe title. There’s always at least one scene of Morpheus via flashback.
9. You know that scene where Morpheus and Hob are discussing King Lear? And Hob seems offended that a production he saw “gave it a happy ending.” Morpheus tells him that it won’t last, that the great stories always return to their original forms. Here’s the irony. That’s not actually true. Cultural zeitgeist tells us how stories change and evolve over time. And it was actually Shakespeare who changed the story’s ending to a tragedy and popularized the sad ending. King Lear originally had a happy / hopeful ending.
In the same story of Morpheus and his immortal friend, we also get allusions to Christopher “Kit” Marlowe’s Doctor Faustus, which ends tragically. However when Goethe would tell his own two part version of Faust centuries later, his version would allow for Faust’s soul to be saved and ascend to Heaven where he reunites with Gretchen and Faust praises the “Virgin, Mother, Queen.” (Meant to be the virgin Mary but there are a lot of subtle Paganism nods in Goethe’s Faust so this might be a deliberate Maiden, Mother, Crone reference.)
Yes, I am aware that Christopher Marlowe and his Doctor Faustus were already referenced in the original version of The Sandman (and referenced against in the story The Hunt) but this is a fine example of a story that did eventually get a change and many prefer the change. (Myself included).
10. More opinion than fact: It would help with the themes of duality if Daniel and Morpheus were allowed to co-exist. Also, especially now, with the pandemic, everyone is tired of things being dark and edgy. We need more Hope.
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So "Doctor Faustus" already being out by the time Dream came by in 1589, is...uh, possibly a bit fudged for the sake of the story in Sandman, but I'm thinking about Hob canonically calling bisexual legend Kit Marlowe a great playwright, and the fact that Doctor Faustus is literally about a handsome demon seducing a more or less normal guy into selling his soul in exchange for an extraordinary life, including temporary immortality during the agreed 24-year span (including a scene where Faustus survives a murder attempt and holds his own severed head in a scene that I'm sure made Hob fuckin' blanche wondering if his secret had gotten out).
And I'm also thinking about how there's a strong running theme in "Faustus" of Mephistophilis steering Faust away from getting married. There is no Marguerite (Faust's wife in other versions) in Marlowe's version of the story which is really interesting. Especially because there's a rather strong whiff of jealousy (especially with Arthur Darvill's performance) around Mephistophilis urging Faust away from marriage, saying he'll bring him fine courtesans, or even (eventually) Helen of Troy instead, but definitely don't get married.
And I'm also thinking about my (and others') emerging fanon that Hob had his own written-or-unwritten fanfic of Faust x Mephistophilis that was heavily based on his own fantasies around his dark and mysterious stranger who gave him immortality. ("This could be us, but you keep fuckin' leaving after 5 minutes...") and a thought occurred to me.
So it's really weird that Hob just happens to get married within a few years, at most, of his 1589 meeting with Dream.
Now, my main assumption around this, Watsonian/in-universe, is that Hob wanted to demonstrate success to his stranger. So within a few years of the 1589 meeting, he looked at the date and went, "Oh shit, if I really wanted to show off I should get married and have an heir on the way, that's the true mark of success in my era!" (Which, of course, Dream is spectacularly unimpressed by and/or projecting his own miseries onto Hob's inevitable despair once they die.)
But now I'm thinking about "Doctor Faustus" and also kind of wondering... timeline fudging aside where he could have conceivably seen the play (or some early version of it while Marlowe was writing it) and if that could lend to a slightly alternative reading of why Hob was in a rush to get married before his meeting with his stranger?
Either:
My tall dark and possibly-not-the-Devil-then-again- the Devil-could-just-LIE stranger is coming. Faustus in "Doctor Faustus" passed up on a chance to possibly have his soul saved by not being married. So it might be a good idea to be married just in case, y'know, for the sake of my soul and so I'm not tempted by being single.
(The more Dreamling-shippy one) My tall dark and handsome stranger can't possibly be interested in me. In fact, it's kind of pining and pathetic to still be nominally single when he comes by, especially after 200 years. Talk about desperate. Maybe it's better if I'm married, that way I don't look desperate and it's not like he'd ever be interested, right? But if he does seem annoyed that I'm married, I will have definitely learned something.
Only for Dream to peace out of there almost immediately upon meeting happily-married-Hob.
Now, do I think canonically that Hob was sort of testing the waters by getting married? Not especially cuz it's an ass-backwards way to go about it, if it was a consideration at all, I'd see it as more hedging to the tune of not looking desperate, rather than trying to make Dream jealous or anything.
But I would bet (or at least put in a fanfic) that Hob added the fact that Dream did not seem especially enthused about his marriage into his little mental list of "Maybe? But surely not. But maybe?" as it emerged around, say, 1789 along with all the other later evidence of possible interest.
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Whumptober 11
No. 11: “All the lights going dark and my hope’s destroyed.”
Animal trap | Captivity | “No one will find you.”
Day 11! A continuation of Marlowe's time with the vampires. Right after day 7. CW: vampire caretaker, immortal whumpee, nonbinary whumpee, talk of past injuries, blood, talk of amputation, caretaker forced to hurt whumpee.
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It took a few months for Lo to finally get back to normal after what had happened with the other vampires.
Solomon had visited them every single day, checking on them, bringing them clothing- smuggling food- dousing them with venom to keep them docile and quiet. Lo had explained it all- that while their body was healing, it focused on the biggest things first. Breathing- their organs- all the functions that kept them alive. Then it could regrow “unnecessary limbs,” and fix all the cosmetics. Solomon didn’t understand, but he knew that as soon as the human could walk again, they were getting out of there.
And now it was time.
They packed a few small supplies, enough to keep them going for a couple days.
Unfortunately the best time to leave was right when everyone would be going to bed. Right as the sun was coming up.
Sneaking out of the encampment wasn’t difficult, it’d been done before. The difficult part was going to be the long walk through the woods that surrounded them, and then across the river and past into the mountains. Once they crossed that river, they were sure to be out of their reach.
Solomon had trodded ahead, grateful for the thick shade of the trees against the heat of the sun. They could hear the soft padding of the human’s footsteps behind them. As long as they continued to hear that, they could keep moving forward- Lo steadily behind them.
Until their footsteps were no longer there.
And then Solomon heard something else-
A muffled scream.
Instantly he turned back around, no longer seeing Lo in his line of sight. He stepped back a bit to find Lo huddled at the base of a tree, a single hand clamped over their mouth as their other one hadn’t grown back quite yet.
Locked around their ankle was a trap- a large metal trap with teeth that had encased themselves firmly around Lo’s leg- Solomon could already smell the pungent blood of the wounds that were seeping.
“Marlowe-” Sol whispered, kneeling down next to the human. They were trying not to scream. “It’s okay, I’ll get it off- just give me a second-”
Lo shook their head, groaning beneath their hand- eyes darting to the trap.
Solomon inspected it closer, finally realizing it was one from his own camp. He was there when it was designed. The teeth were meant to lock around the prey, incapacitating them. It was chained to a the tree as well, and could only be unlocked by a key kept in their base, so that the prey was brought in, trap and all. Once pried open the damage could be fairly minimal as long as it was bandaged properly.
But without the key- no amount of human strength could pry the jaws open once they had locked shut.
Apparently no vampire strength could either.
That was evident after about half an hour of trying. Lo was crumpled in a heap, sobbing openly into their arm as the teeth dug and tore into their leg despite Sol’s desperate attempts to dislodge it.
“Solomon-” They panted out.
“I can get- I think I have it I-”
“Solomon please, Sol-”
“I just need to get better leverage, but I can-”
“Solomon just stop!” Lo gasped out. “Just stop for a second- please- God- please-” they panted for a second to catch their breath as Solomon sat up from his crouch over their leg.
“I need to-it’s-” He sighed, realizing his defeat. “I can’t get it without the key.”
“Yeah, you think?” Lo snarked. They were already feeling dizzy, their blood soaking into the dirt beneath them. Solomon couldn’t stay out in this heat either. Even though they were in the shade the sun was getting higher and higher in the sky, and soon would be right overhead.
“Listen- I’m- there’s a lot of blood.” Lo stated, pulling themselves further off of the dirt, bracing themselves against the tree. “They’re going to find us if we keep going like this, I- I can’t keep going like this. There’s too much blood it- it’s-” they had to stop- panting and out of breath as the pain flared up in their leg.
“I- I can’t leave you.” Solomon whispered, eyes trailing back down to the injury. “I- we have to find a way.” He paced around the tree, inspecting every angle, searching for any weak point.
Lo couldn’t see his face through his mask, but they could sense the furrowed look on his brow- the sweat beading down his forehead. They stopped him with a gentle hand on his arm. Sol turned to look at the pale human.
“There- there is a way.” Sol glanced down at them, coming into a crouch.
“Cut of my foot.” Lo stated.
Solomon shot back up, taking a step away. “No. What- that’s- no, I will not hurt you any further.”
“Fine then.” Lo groaned. “Then give me your knife, I’ll do it myself, I’ve done it before.”
Solomon didn’t press for details, but they were not about to let their human cut off their own leg.
“I- is that our only option?”
“Sure seems like it right now. Unless you want to risk sneaking back into camp to get the key, and making your way back here. It’ll probably be dark by then, which’ll make it a lot more difficult to get back here without being caught.”
Lo’s voice was shaking, their body trembling in the pain as they spoke, Solomon was glad they couldn’t see the tremble in their jaw, the concern on their brow as their face was covered.
“I don’t want to do this-” Sol whispered as they pulled out the knife, setting it onto the blood-stained dirt beside them.
Marlowe closed their eyes, leaning back against the tree. Their eyes shot open as their chin was grabbed, their head tilted back. Immediately they knew what Sol was doing and they let their mouth fall open, eyes closed gently.
Solomon pulled up the bottom half of his mask, and pressed his mouth against the human’s, cradling their neck in his hand. His venom entered it’s way into Lo, and they swallowed the sour liquid quickly, their eyes beginning to feel dazed as the vampire pulled away, replacing his mask back over his face.
“I hope that’ll help. Here-” Solomon offered one of his gloves out to Lo, the thick leather falling into their hand. “We’re in the shade still, I shouldn’t need it for a bit. To- to bite down on.” He clarified, when Lo blinked up at him in confusion.
Lo placed the thick leather glove carefully in between their teeth biting down on it and closing their eyes as the world began to spin around them. Everything grew hazy- their brain a mass of mush from all the venom, and they felt their body hit the dirt.
And then they felt the blade make its first cut into their skin.
- - -
It took Solomon longer than he had wanted to cut Lo’s leg away from the trap.
The bone took the longest part. Thankfully Lo had passed out by then.
They had screamed for a while, moaning and grunting into the glove they held between their teeth. But now they just lie in a heap in the dirt, breathing soft- frantic breaths- the venom probably working its way through their system.
Solomon buried the remnants of their foot, and covered the trap in the soil- hopefully enough to mask the scent. They used their knife to tear off the bottom few inches of their cloak, wrapping it tightly around Lo’s leg, trying desperately to stem the bleeding before scooping up the frail human and slinging them over his shoulder.
Solomon slid the knife back into its sheath on his belt as he began to walk. Pushing everything that had just happened- everything that he had had to do- out of his mind. Just focusing on one step after another.
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The Shade of It All
Listen.
Titania, Queen of the Fae, can't accept that Dream of the Endless never took her up on a second invitation to her bed.
(For once, Dream decided to be sensible about his lovelife, which was, as everyone knew, tended to be catastrophic. That has since been addressed, but we'll get to that in a little bit. Give us a moment.)
So the vain, capricious, very dangerous Queen is incensed when she hears that His Darkness, the King of All Night's Dreaming, has taken up with a human. An immortal human, mind you, but the insult absolutely cannot be borne! It was insupportable!
And for the love of the Puck, they were married? Bound in heart, mind and soul, so Dream claims, that the very Dreaming itself recognized Robert Gadling as mate to its King and Heart? Yeah, Titania was going to challenge that, because Dream had been married before and gods above and below only knew how that ended.
So she thinks she's going to get a free show out of this, right? Bring the Lord of Dreams low, expose him in his passions before the avid, greedy eyes of the entire Unseelie Court, witness losing himself in the carnal charms of his chosen mate. She'll take whatever petty vengeance she can get.
(Perhaps there was a little bit of deviltry here from Desire's direction, because they were quite annoyed at the want and need that was currently centered around their brother. It was enough to make them reach for the Endless equivalent of Brain Bleach.)
Except she doesn't count on Feral Chaos Gremlin Hob Gadling.
Feral Chaos Gremlin Hob Gadling, who honed his eloquence and gift for words in an age where literary giants like Christopher Marlowe (and Shakespeare) had lived and breathed and spun their out their stories and tales to inspire the dreams of men.
Feral Chaos Gremlin Hob Gadling, who was quite capable of reading one capricious, glamour-ridden Faerie Queen for filth, stripping away her carefully crafted illusions with every word, every truth, with the sharpest wit and caustic humor that sent the Unseelie Court and the denizens of the Dreaming rolling in the aisles.
"Lubricate, Your Royal Nibsiness," Matthew the Raven tells him, nudging a whimsically carved goblet of dreamwine in Hob's general direction.
Hob takes it without missing a beat of his scathing read on Titania's grooming and beauty routine, which had already stripped her faerie web gown to ragged shreds.
The shade of it all was so epic that it had cast a cooling effect over the Dreaming, which had been suffering a bit of a heat spell, mainly because His Darkness and the Prince Consort had been thoroughly enjoying their honeymoon before they were so rudely interrupted.
Dream could only smile, cat-content and he had put a very eloquent period on Hob's Epic Read of Reads by dipping his consort into a kiss that was somehow far more passionate and hotter than the lurid fantasies that Titania and her Court had hoped to see. Frankly, they were all blushing like virgin maids in the end.
Desire closed up the Threshold and sulked for a solid six months.
Titania holed up in her chambers and was not seen for another century.
-end-
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This is just crack.
It did not take all that long for Eleanor to figure out that there was something strange about Hob. He is a lovely man and she considers herself lucky to call him her husband but some things are just not adding up.
Does finding out he is immortal make her freak out a little bit? Of course. It's the 16th century and she is definitely considering the possibility of Hob being a demon or having sold his soul to one. He doesn't seem like the type for it but who knows?
The crisis blows over fairly quickly because (1) he is an amazing husband (2) if demons are involved she is already damned by now so what's there to lose? and (3) based on what she hears from her friends this is the best sex anyone has ever had so.... fuck it. Literally. She'll fuck a demon if the demon is a good husband who is amazing in bed.
You cannot convince me Eleanor, one of Hob's greatest loves, was not also completely feral and unhinged. They were bisexual monsterfuckers before it was cool.
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Oh I am CONVINCED that the Gadlens were the most notoriously weird couple to ever live in Tudor England.
A husband??? Who loves his wife??? That’s totally unfashionable and cringey to all the other aristocratic folks. Even worse, he puts actual time and effort into spending time with his son, wtf. When the other lords ask him if he’s not worried that his wife has only given him the one heir he’s all like “oh actually I insisted we try to wait a while before having another one, having Robyn was very hard on her.” WEIRD, SUPER WEIRD.
Eleanor’s lady friends are secretly totally jealous of her. Her husband encourages her to do all kinds of things and doesn’t care if she has hobbies, and he’s super stoked when he finds out that she can read Latin and Greek. Eleanor has also hinted about him doing all kinds of interesting things with his mouth which frankly sound quite sinful but also very very enjoyable.
My favourite 1589 kinky headcanon is that the Gadlens were swingers who regularly took other people to bed. Also, cucking kink from both perspectives, they both loved watching each other get fucked. I just can’t imagine that 1589 Hob didn’t get regularly railed by Marlow. If Dream hadn’t fucked off with Shakespeare he totally could have had a kinky Tudor threesome with Hob and his hot wife :(((
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Mitchell's Diary - In over my Head
One-shots in the series of Art & Vampires. Excerpts from Mitchell’s diary.
Words: 767
Being a badass male vampire doesn't mean you can handle female vampires 😁
References to stories in the Art & Vampires series - 1. New Orleans and 2. London and 6. New York
Art & Vampires is about the relationship and developments around Mitchell, a vampire and Amy (Ames), a human. It’s about the vampire world, the supernatural, but also about history, cities around the world, art, antiques and adventures.
Face claims vampires: Aidan Turner - John Mitchell, Richard Armitage - Rick Marlowe, Jaime Murray - Alana (Lana) Lenoir and Ben Barnes - Ben Sheldon. Humans: Mila Kunis - Amy (Ames) Quinn, Bianca Lawson - Lena Parker (witch).
List of Mitchell’s diary One Shots in the Art & Vampires Master list
Dividers by @firefly-graphics
Rick warned me, but of course I didn't listen. That time, I was in way over my head and I can tell you that being immortal is less attractive when Alana keeps bringing up your mistake and rubs your face in it every time she gets the chance. But what can I say, she was a beauty.
I'm talking about Neesha of course.
I'll never forget her and not just because Lana keeps reminding me, the she-devil. I hope she doesn't get her hands on this diary, otherwise I'm screwed, like that time I got involved with Neesha. And I mean literally.
It was in the forties, nineteen forties. I need to remember to mention the centuries. We were back in London and I had been able to get my life, or existence, to be exact, back on track after, well, you know, Belle.
I had been thinking. I couldn't go through any of that again, losing a loved one. I'd had a hard enough time before Belle, dealing with the fact that you will always outlive your loved ones, but losing Belle hit hard, as you are well aware, because I've written diaries full of my laments.
So, I had a plan, a brilliant one. I had the perfect solution. I would get myself a female vampire companion, who would never leave me and I would have eternal happiness. Neesha was going to be just that. Or so I thought.
In the first half of the 20th century, we moved around from New Orleans to New York, and finally back to London. After the war, London was a mess. The city was severely damaged and even though our neighborhood wasn't spared, The Mayfair, our mansion, was. We moved back for a while to keep an eye on things and make sure that it remained our house. People who lost their homes during the bombings of London were being relocated to abandoned houses and we needed to make sure that our mansion was not going to be taken over by others.
Fortunately for me, even though the city was damaged and the people were recovering from the war, there were always parties to be found. Especially for us vampires.
As you can imagine, I was spending as much time as I could attending as many parties as I could. I was determined to find that vampire companion and never be sad again.
Neesha was a gorgeous goddess, who stood out amongst the crowd like a shining star in the dark night sky, quite literally, with her shiny jewelry and extravagant silver dress.
I can't even remember how I got there, to that party, but I will always remember the sight of her and how I, half intoxicated, chatted her up and actually managed to get her undivided attention.
As said, Rick had warned me not to get involved with her. He had an eye for 'trouble', but, you know, I had my plan and this scrumptious woman was going to fit that perfectly.
To this day I'm still not sure if she was playing with me, like a cat with her prey, or if I had enamored her with my charm.
By the end of the night, having abandoned Rick and Alana, I found myself in Neesha's arms, or in hindsight, claws, in what seemed to be a former hotel somewhere in the city. She had made the hotel her home and the top room, with a huge skylight, was her den.
I don't know how many times we fucked, but it seemed like we did nothing else for days. It was like I was under her spell and I couldn't get free and I am man enough to admit that my dick actually hurt!
You know, as vampires, we recover quickly, also on that front, but after Neesha, I was about ready to be celebate for the rest of my immortal life.
At some point, I must have seen the light and realize that I wasn't ready to have my existence ended by sex. Even if death by sex sounds pleasant enough. So, I ran and didn't look back and my not so brilliant plan of getting a vampire companion went out the door with me. I didn't stay celibate of course, but those are stories for another time.
Anyway, I'm not sure why I wrote down this memory. Maybe it's because Ames was fishing for embarrassing stories from the past and I didn't really want to confess all this to her. Or maybe it's a way of letting go. Now if only Alana could do the same.
Time to say goodnight for now and hide you well, my dear diary. I'm ready to join my sweet Ames in bed, cuddle up to her and make pleasant memories.
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what does Raul think of Marlow???
Mustachioed ghouls gotta stick together right
Thank you so much for the question!
Jokes aside, I wouldn’t say Raul and Marlow are best friends per say, but they’re on good terms as fellow ghoul companions. Marlow is very outgoing and gets into A LOT of trouble, which would get on Raul’s nerves pretty quickly. There would be a lot of arguments and Marlow would specifically try to make Raul mad, but at the end of the day, Raul couldn’t deny how valuable Marlow is as a fighter and a doctor. With Raul as a sharpshooter and Marlow as a melee tank, man oh man they’d be unstoppable on the battlefield. The Courier would just have to deal with two snarky immortals bantering 24/7…
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Top 9 Favourite Albums
Thanks for the tag @marlowe-zara and @tickldpnk8
This was such a struggle! I am a musician, I spent over a decade of my life in theatres and on stages. It’s an impossible choice to make, you torturers! There should be even more classical music/film music and shows in there, but it was only 9, so I tried to cast my net wide (btw, Muse, The Killers and Les Mis were close contenders but didn’t quite make the cut).
Also @marlowe-zara , when I saw yours, I immediately thought of one of my demo reels that has both “Now we are free” and “Angel” on it (and “My Immortal”, but that’s only on my list 🤣). I’ll see if I can find it because it’s been in a vegetative state on a drive for years somewhere…
I no-pressure-tag (feel totally free to ignore if this is not for you or you’ve already done it) @throwingbread @stellerssong @safeuphigh @rriavian @ginoeh @klarahimmeltheendless @poobtato and everyone else who wants to play.
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Sorry it took so long I’ve been busy but I finally got the list together
Best Goth Submissions List
If there are any characters you think do not qualify let me know so we can do a vote on it to avoid people complaining during the competition
Also tell me if any names are misspelled or characters are on there twice
And finally I think some of you should learn the difference between goth, emo, and vampire (the vampire part is not a call out on all vampire submissions especially since I don’t know most of them so don’t yell at me for saying that)
Anyway here’s the list:
Morticia Addams (The Addams Family)
Wednesday Addams (The Addams Family or Wednesday depending on the preliminary)
Kirara Hazama (Assassination Classroom)
Mikasa Ackerman (Attack on Titan)
Karlach (Baldur's Gate 3)
Astarion (Baldur's Gate 3)
Shadowheart (Baldur's Gate 3)
Lydia Deetz (Beetlejuice)
Sebastian Michaelis (Black Butler)
Drusilla (Buffy the Vampire Slayer)
Thatch (Casper's Scare School)
Slither (Casper's Scare School)
Adrian ‘Alucard’ Tepes (Castlevania)
Carmilla (Castlevania)
Dracula (Castlevania)
Prudence Blackwood (Chilling Adventures of Sabrina)
Sabrina Spellman (Chilling Adventures of Sabrina)
Ashton Greymoore (Critical Role)
Caduceus Clay (Critical Role)
Jamie Wrenly (Critical role)
Delilah Briarwood (Critical Role)
Essek Thelyss (Critical Role)
Kingsley Tealeaf (Critical Role)
Laudna (Critical Role)
Percival de Rolo (Critical Role)
Vax'ildan (Critical Role)
Yasha Nydoorin (Critical Role)
Sam Manson (Danny Phanthom)
Ember McLain (Danny phantom)
Misa Amane (Death Note)
Morrigan (Dragon Age)
Lily (Duolingo)
Elvira (Elvira's Movie Macabre)
Crowley (Good omens)
Alucard (Hellsing Unlimited)
Mavis Dracula (Hotel Transylvania)
Chrollo Lucilfer (Hunter x Hunter)
Gazlene 'Gaz' Membrane (Invader Zim)
Ashe Winters (Just Roll With It: Prime Defenders)
William Wisp (Just Roll With It: Prime Defenders)
Queen (Just Roll With It)
Shego (Kim Possible)
Rowan Fielding (Mayfair Witches)
Juleka Couffaine(Miraculous)
Luka Couffaine (Miraculous)
Claire (Monster High)
Elissabat (Monster High)
Ebony Dark’ness Dementia Raven Way (My Immortal)
Inky Rose (My Little Pony)
Goth Boy (MySims)
Osaki Nana (Nana)
Uchiha Itachi (Naruto)
Abby Sciuto (NCIS)
Jack Skellington (Nightmare Before Christmas)
Nosferatu (Nosferatu the Vampyre (1922))
Dracule Mihawk (One Piece)
Perona (One Piece)
Roronoa Zoro (One piece)
Trafalgar Law (One Piece)
Blackbeard (Our Flag Means Death)
Ruby Gloom (Ruby Gloom)
Nico Minoru (Runaways)
Dusk (Scooby-Doo)
Luna (Scooby-Doo)
Thorn (Scooby-Doo)
Sibella Dracula (Scooby-Doo)
Kirishiki Sunako (Shiki)
Shimizu Megumi (Shiki)
Goth kids (South park)
Darth Maul (Star Wars)
Trilla Sudari (Star Wars)
Abigail (Stardew Valley)
Sebastian (Stardew Valley)
Raven (Teen Titans)
Count Von Krolock (The Fearless Vampire Killers)
Herbert Von Krolock (The Fearless Vampire Killers)
Harrowhark Nonagesimus (The Locked Tomb)
Gerard ‘Gerry’ Keay (The Magnus Archives)
Death (The Sandman)
Crimson (Total drama$
Ennui (Total drama)
Gwen (Total Drama)
Akasha (Vampire Chronicles)
Claudia (Vampire Chronicles)
Gabrielle de Lioncourt (Vampire Chronicles)
Lestat de Lioncourt (Vampire Chronicles)
Louis de Pointe du Lac (Vampire Chronicles)
Nicolas de Lenfent (Vampire Chronicles)
The Vampire Armand (Vampire Chronicles)
Black Hat (Villainous)
Keith (Voltron)
Leslie ‘Laszlo’ Cravensworth (What We Do in the Shadows)
Nadja of Antipaxos (What We Do in the Shadows)
Nandor the Relentless (What We Do in the Shadows)
Darcy (Winx club)
Icy (Winx club)
Stormy (Winx club)
Anna ‘Rogue’ Marie (X-Men)
Terry ‘Scary’ Marlowe (Dungeons and Daddies)
Lilith Clawthorne (The Owl House)
Maddie Flour (Amphibia)
Mermista (She Ra and the Princesses of Power)
Mai (Avatar the Last Airbender)
Zuko (Avatar the Last Airbender)
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