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martybaker · 7 hours
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Meowpheus curling up on Hob’s chest and purring, that’s all that’s the post
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ibenology · 6 months
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stop putting Mobius in the same bracket as Aziraphale and Stede Bonnet he needs to be here:
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I’m not entirely sure what this type is called so I’ve decided to go with:
human turned immortal and head over heels in love with the non-human being that fell out of the universe and changed their life forever
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lucky-tea-777-blog · 6 months
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The Knight of Dreams.
Maybe it was medieval AU?
Or maybe it's a knighthood for Hob,From Dream . hhh
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eskzerek · 2 years
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Something Abt the way dream could have just...disappeared into a swirl of sand but no, he chose to walk off bc he wanted a dramatic scene in the rain.
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batsyarts · 2 years
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jaybirbie · 4 months
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The first time she remembers seeing him, is when she is guiding the soul of Dr. Jazzmine Fenton. The world renowned author and psychologist.
Jazz had lived a long life, it only been a few days after her 87th birthday. She had passed gently in her sleep.
Death of the Endless was used to the people she guided having some questions or confusion.
Jazz was a rare one. She was quiet. Just giving Death an understanding nod and her arm.
At the end of their journey, before Jazz entered the Sunless lands. She stopped.
Turning to lock eyes with Death, the woman spoke.
"HELP HIM".
There was weight behind her words, this wasn't a request.
Before Death could answer, Jazz had turned and entered the sunless lands.
It was the heavy weight of the womans words that had Death returning to where she had collected the soul of Jazzmine Fenton.
There she met him.
Sitting next to the cooling body, holding her hand as tears silently ran down his cheeks.
He couldn't be more than 14. His sickly pale skin and fluffy black hair reminded her fondly of her brother.
To her surprise, the boy turned to look at her. Could see her.
The heavy sharp look behind his eyes reminded her of Dream as well.
"She's gone". He spoke quietly.
It wasn't a question, she nodded anyway.
He looked back at the body, gently placing the hand he held back on the bed. Standing up, he kissed her forehead and stepped away.
"Can you take me too?" Barely a whisper.
Her confusion continued. She shook her head. " it's not your time." She replied gently, laying a hand on his shoulder only to startle back as she felt his soul. He was dead.
The surprise must have shown on her face as the boy let out a defeated sigh. As more tears filled his eyes.
"Then when, it's been decades."
Gathering herself, she put both her hands back on his shoulders, looking down at the dead child. She didn't understand herself. The boy was one of hers, yet she hadn't given him her gift, and she couldn't guide him. There was no path for him to be guided down.
Softly she rubbed the boys shoulders and gently smiled before replying.
" I don't know," she paused, "but we'll figure it out".
She took the boys hand as she led him away from the room.
Time to cash in on the favour Dream owed her. She had a feeling her brother and his immortal lover will have a positive affect on the sad young boy, while she figures out why the boy is stuck.
Part 1??
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itsmeaxumii · 2 years
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a nice gift for death
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(inspired from a fanfic on AO3 - "Inspire In Me, the Desire In Me" by ElloPoppet)
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densewentz · 10 months
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Take Your Kid to Work Day (with Dream's decidedly more alarming version of an artist rendering their kid's drawing)
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lordzuuko · 2 years
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Dream doesn’t wait 100 years anymore to visit Hob when he could just do it every night in his dreams, or sometimes at the New Inn and every time is always a surprise to the immortal which amuses the Dream Lord immensely. I’m obsessed with them help lol  Print
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familiar-anonymous · 2 years
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Death gave her blessings centuries ago.
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gabessquishytum · 2 years
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Hob is like "would you still love me if I was a worm" as a joke and it backfires because Dream immediately turns himself into a worm right there and then and he's like "do you still love me hob gadling. do you."
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currentlyonstandbi · 2 years
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lucky-tea-777-blog · 7 months
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Dream:*Find every opportunity to display his ring.
Hob:*Do the same thing.
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beaulesbian · 2 years
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I think the extraordinary thing that Death shows [Dream] is the complexity of humanity. She asks him to bear witness to people in the last moment of their lives and that something happens when you look closely at something. You begin to understand it. And I think that understanding are the first steps towards love. And I think when [Dream] has that pivotal transition, he thinks to himself “If I can feel this about these people after such a short space of time, how do I feel about a man who I’ve spent 600 years with?” And so he returns to him.
— Tom Sturridge about Dream’s relationship with Death, humanity and Hob Gadling [video]
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itsmeaxumii · 2 years
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mr. "talks a lot" and his silent emo friend who loves to listen
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i forgot i had this doodle haha so why not sharing this here
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