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chaosheadspace · 3 months
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Hi there! For the Valentine asks: 35 but make it in the Dreaming and we get Dream pilfering snacks for Hob from his Dreamers?
(We were absolute robbed of the 'naked Dream razes the buffet' scene from the comics 🤭)
Hi, thank you for sending an ask! So here is the actual fill for the prompt, not what I first understood lol (not beta-read.)
Dream wills a temperate breeze to gently flow through the open windows of the balcony and into his chambers, gently cooling Hob's dreamscape body, flushed and sweaty with exertion, his limbs intertwined with Dream's, his breath just now calming down.
He adores Hob, how he smiles, how he always draws Dream closer, how he narrows his focus onto Dream's pleasure when they lay together, body and mind both. He feels as if he can let go, to some extent, when he is with Hob; his experience of perceiving everything that is his realm at once filtered through the lens of Hob's body, of his easy laughter and gentle touch.
Dream hungrily nuzzles closer to him, carefully brushes back some strands of sweat-damp hair from his forehead, places a long kiss to the side of his neck. The night in Hob's part of the world is close to waning, and he is loath to let him go.
“Don't tell me you want to go again?” Hob chuckles, the deep tremble of it resonating from his throat into Dream's lips. “You need to give a man a breather, dove.”
“Technically, you do not need one. This is the Dreaming. You are as ready as you think yourself to be,” Dream speaks against Hob's Adams apple, moving to straddle him, to cover Hob's body with his own, craving closeness still. 
“Well, technically I also don't need to eat while dreaming, but my stomach seems to disagree,” Hob ponders. Well, they simply can't have that, can they? At least Dream cannot. Hob should not need to want for anything while he is here. 
He sinks into his own consciousness, part of him racing down the arborescent paths of his self, touching, tasting, searching—there.
He gently brushes the dream of a lightly slumbering mother, picking up a dark green artisanal bowl from her breakfast table. She dreams of mundane peace, one of her kids is eating, the other quietly scribbling away on a piece of the morning paper she is reading. It is quiet, and her coffee is hot. Dream’s small smile caresses her sleeping mind and her waking body stills, subconscious easing deeper into the fantasy.
He steps from her kitchen into the dream of a young boy, who has vowed mere hours ago that he will become the best pastry chef in the entire universe. Dream steps up to the table, where the flaxen-haired child is kneading dough next to a row of trays with finished delicacies, all of them unseen and unheard of in the Waking. “May I have one of these?” Dream asks. The boy nods, absorbed in his task.
The final dream he visits is also that of a child. They are imagining for themself the ability to fly, or to be more precise, they imagine the air to be as water and for themself to swim. It is filled with bubbles and bird-like fish, with sun-bright starfish and the slow current of a breeze. Dream conjures up a blue glass flagon and fills it, careful not to spill or take too much.
Then he draws himself up through the roots of his realm, back to Hob’s side, and sets down before him the bowl, containing warm porridge with golden honey and soft raspberries and cream; the tall pastry, filled with berries and vanilla and fervent aspirations; and the flagon, heavy with pearly laughter and liquid air.
“Oh,” Hob breathes in wonder, the image of his dreaming self deliciously close to his waking body. “What's all this?”
Dream touches him, still, again, a shining thread weaving together that which mortals perceive as lesser, unreal, and that which Dream can never truly, fully touch; the roots of Hob's mind tying together Dreaming and Waking under Dream's fingertips, against his body.
“This is a small sample of the finest things the Dreaming has to offer,” Dream purrs. “You will never be left wanting here.”
“Yes, but there is a difference between sating a need and spoiling someone rotten, isn't there,” Hob says fondly.
Dream raises one eyebrow. “Is there a rule that forbids me to achieve both?”
“No,” Hob says with a soft smile, craning his neck to kiss him on the forehead, “absolutely not.”
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seaside-writings · 1 year
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Prompt #745
"She fell asleep right after eating,"
"Well, my grandma always said something warm in your stomach will do that to you,"
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thepromptswhisperer · 11 months
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Ice Cream Prompts
1. A almost falls into the freezer while taking out the ice cream.
2. A and B let the other taste their ice cream.
3. Eating ice cream has led to sticky fingers. Yet, neither A nor B wants to abstain from holding hands.
4. A and B make ice cream/popsicles together.
5. A finds B sitting somewhere with a big box of ice cream in their lap.
6. A watches B lick their ice cream cone/fingers clean after melted ice cream has found its way there.
7. A always insists on the same ice cream flavor while B tries out something new every time.
8. A has an ice cream headache.
9. A puts so much ice cream sauce and toppings on their ice cream that they can’t possibly taste the flavor of it anymore.
10. A and B are eating ice cream while watching a show/series/movie that is mostly about looks (e.g. modeling-themed reality show).
11. Ice cream is clinging to A’s face and B helps cleaning it up.
12. Since there’s no (clean) spoon nearby, A eats the ice cream out of the box in a slightly unconventional way.
13. A is tipsy after eating some boozy ice cream.
14. A and B are standing in a queue in front of an ice cream shop.
15. A and B share an ice cream cone and lean in at the same time.  
16. A and B have made it their mission to try out all the ice cream parlors in their city/eat ice cream in every city they travel to.
17. A decides to consume milk-based ice cream despite their lactose intolerance.
18. A and B are running after/to the ice cream truck.
19. A has bought ice cream for themselves and B. But B is running late and the ice cream is melting.
20. A decorates B’s face with ice cream.
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onedoodleaday · 1 year
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Today’s prompt is: A sandwich
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nerdpoe · 16 days
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Danny is about to be kidnapped in Gotham This is not a good time.
He's studying for the SAT, he's already been kidnapped by Vlad like, four times that week and it was a fucking Tuesday, he forgot his wallet at his new apartment, locked himself out of said new apartment (he could phase through the door but that wasn't the point), he's just been informed that the grant he applied for was denied so he needs to ask his mom and dad for college funds when he'd already told them he had it covered, and just...it was shit.
It had been shit. The entire week had been awful and annoying and he was ready to either murder everyone on the planet or go find a corner to cry in for the next three days.
So when the band of wild goons working for whatever villain of the week pulled up and tried to kidnap him, he snapped.
He used them to vent.
Shouted about how terrible his day had been, how terrible his week had been, how he'd already been kidnapped by his creepy godfather who was way too into him, how college funding was shit and the grant system was rigged, and how he'd have to call a locksmith or break down the door to his own apartment if he wanted to go to bed-all of it. He unloaded all of his frustration.
The goons actually backed off.
One of them gave him an awkward side hug and told him it'd get better.
Danny wasn't paying attention to his surrounding. He doesn't realize that the whole thing was livestreamed.
So when he gets home to his apartment later that day, his door is opened for him by the vigilante Spoiler before he can even turn intangible.
She brought over BatBurger and kidnapped Bruce Wayne, Gotham's bumbling Prince, to talk about college grants.
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lunamugetsu · 3 months
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Danny is a house husband.
That's it, that's all it is.
As the years went on. Danny retired from being a superhero. There was no need for Phantom when the GIW were dealt with and all the ghosts were under control.
Now what's left for him to do but to just sit back, relax, and finally be able to live his life.
Sam and Tucker on the other hand....
Well, they had plenty of pent up rage, wits, and chaos inside their mind to become villains.
But they had one rule.
Never bring work home and to never involve Danny in any of their supervillain business.
Okay that's technically two rules, but they're kind of synonymous especially since Danny has been taking care of their house while also entertaining himself with trying new hobbies.
Tucker and Sam both make sure that they never bring any of their villainy home to Danny, because all they want is for Danny to enjoy his happy hero retirement.
And Danny in turn, doesn't bat an eye when watching the news and seeing that there were magical plants that were attacking sites that oil companies were digging or that somehow Lex Luthor had lost five hundred million dollars and had somehow leaked records showing he was building weapons of mass destruction.
He also doesn't bat an eye when he sees that Tucker had brought home a telescope that definitely looks like it came from some fancy lab because hey, Tucker was making him an observatory so he can look at the stars and planets. While also how they were able to make a great gaming pc with computer parts that are definitely not sold in stores, because hey at least the newest update of Doomed wasn't lagging.
Or that Sam comes home with various plants and animals that are definitely not from planet earth, but hey the three headed wolf-lizard-eagle- hybrid thing (that Danny has affectionately named Fluffy) is pretty great at keeping the pests away from his vegetable garden and likes to eat any of Danny's new food creations and is a great playmate for Cujo.
So you can imagine how the Justice League thinks when dealing with the pair of new villains: Upload (Tucker) and Sam (I could not think of a villain name that would suit her, so it's up to you what you think her villain name would be)
And how they were currently wreaking havoc in the city either by cyber warfare with robots or by magic plant monster or a Frankenstein of both approaches. The heroes had all evacuated the civilians from the battle zone and are currently fighting a losing battle. When they've been effectively captured and restrained by the two. Right before the villains could go into a monologue, they hear a person clearing their throat.
Everybody looks to see a 25 year old man wearing a sweater vest (he made it himself, thank you very much) currently holding onto the leash of a giant glowing green dog and some kind of giant animal hybrid. The man's arms were crossed and was currently not sporting a very happy look on his face.
Tucker and Sam (looking at Danny with hesitant smiles): Hi honey.
Danny (frowning): you missed our anniversary dinner.
Tucker and Sam both pale as they quickly realized what the date and time was.
The league all watch as Sam and Tucker immediately start apologizing to the man that just walked into a battle zone.
Danny (still frowning): Hmph! I guess since you two didn't want dinner you can go back to your little fight. Don't expect me to make you any lunches for the next month, and since you two are having so much fun here, you'll be sleeping by yourselves for the next couple weeks.
The league all watch as they were let go as Sam and Tucker yell as they run after Danny yelling apologies as he was walking away from them.
This is not the last they see of Danny.
When Danny is displeased with either of his partners, he'll invite a hero over to have lunch of afternoon tea.
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Danny was enjoying himself. His new haunt was suprisingly spacious and came with lots of charges who needed protection and care.
The old butler guy, Alfred, seemed to at least have an idea of what was going on. He had been making extra food lately and leaving it out for Danny to eat in a secluded area. Danny always made sure to turn the plate invisible and sneak it back to his hidden passage panic room before he started eating.
In return, Danny made sure to do lots of chores around the manor. Intangibility and wind manipulation made dusting super easy if you knew how to use it right.
Danny also took his job as a guardian spirit seriously. He overheard the bats fighting about not wanting to be coddled on patrol and decided it was best to let them handle themselves outside of the manor. Danny himself hated when people stuck thier noses into his business.
Jazz had screwed him over countless times with her good intentions.
But the manor was different. This was his new haunt after his old one kicked him out. This family had invited him in whether they knew it or not. Also, since the Fentons and GIW don't exist in this world, they'd have a hell of a time kicking him out.
It's best not to let it come to that. So Danny had to make these people love him the way Amity Park never did.
The Wayne's however are rather dense. You would think them being the worlds greatest detectives would mean something, but they kept silently blaming each other for things happening around the manor until they couldn't.
A book being put away when they were done with it or their messes being cleaned up when they came back into a room could be easily explained by how many people lived there. The family entering the dining room, discussing what they were going to order for dinner since Alfred was gone for a week only to find a full meal waiting for them on the diner table? They couldn't brush that off.
None of them could cook.
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ghostbsuter · 5 months
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"I can see dead people." He mentions with a shrug, using the chopsticks to fish more noodles into his mouth.
Dick stares at him. "Huh."
"Is that why you help?" He asks, getting more spring rolls.
"Yeah. Once someone becomes a ghost, word gets out quick, and they come to me. Always tatling about unfairness and justice." The kid waves the words around, rolling his eyes.
Dick just pretens to he uninterested, despite his mind racing at the new info. He is piecing past moments together, every shadow leaping away, every note with tips, leads and—
Huh.
"Do you... like it? Doing all that?" Richard approaches thus carefully, brows furrowed at the kid opposite of him.
Danny moves his head, giving a 'so-so' answer. "It's not much to like, I can see ghosts, and they know it and use it. If it brings them to peace or whatever– well, that's just a plus."
Dick stares. He places his chopsticks down and looks at Danny worried.
In turn, the kid sighs. "Sometimes gifts become curses the longer you have it."
And Dick understands.
Mind made up, he throws a pair of keys at the kid, watching fondly as the other catches them with confusion.
"Next time use these, instead of entering through the window."
Danny mock-salutes with a shit eating grin. "Yes, Officer grayson."
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diabolichare · 3 months
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Is this courtship?
Danny is going to Gotham for his scholarship.
Good news! There's another halfa in the city, and he seems to be a good guy. Bad news: the nearest path to his university is through that halfta's haunt. He could take the long way around, but the costs would be more than his budget can handle, and he'd like to avoid dealing with a pissed-off Red Hood.
Hopefully the offerings will be enough to sate his annoyance (and help maybe, god that man has the most malnourished core he's ever seen).
Jason is getting incredibly confused over the strange gift baskets that keep appearing on his patrol routes.
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puppetmaster13u · 3 months
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Prompt 122
“Have you met Seal Hood?” 
Dick paused almost mid-jump, having apparently turned to the wrong channel but also changed to the perfect one too. At least, perfect in the fact that he had just overheard an interesting thing from Jason, apparently forgetting that his comm was in fact on still. 
Damian must have answered, because Jason snorted a laugh. “You can try getting him to leave, he’s taken over my bathtub and keeps eating all my food.” 
Hold up, was- Dick had thought Jason was talking about a plush or something, but was he talking about a literal living animal seal??
“I’ll have you know I’m not going to make a poor little baby seal leave, and I’m not putting him in a zoo, brat.” 
Oh Gotham, it was a real living animal seal. Dick about faced, rushing towards Jason’s safehouse. How did he get a seal? Why was it in his bathtub?? Why hadn’t he called the proper people for this sort of thing?! He had to get to the safehouse now to see this shit.
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Baby Seal Danny <3
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seaside-writings · 11 months
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Prompt #1,092
"You can't just eat pasta for every meal,"
"Watch me!"
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Pizza/Pizzeria (AU) Prompts
Pizza Prompts
 1. A and B had a fight that ended badly. Maybe a pizza can help to get rid of the tension that seems to linger between them? At least it can’t make it worse. (Right?)
2. According to A, there’s only one right way to eat pizza. And B is not doing it correctly.
3. A and B argue over who deserves the last slice of pizza.
4. A tries to feed B, but most of the pizza lands on B’s shirt/dress/etc. in the process.
5. A ate their pizza slices using their hands. Now they are licking their fingers clean, and B can’t help but pay attention to it.
6. A and B are making a pizza together.
7. A doesn’t like for there to be cheese on their pizza.
8. Wearing their PJ’s, A and B eat their (now) cold pizza.
9. A tells B they love them because they are offering them some of their pizza. They couldn’t know that B wishes they would say it for another reason.
10. A is glad that the ordered pizza is already cut into equally big slices. That should mean that B and C won’t argue about who got to eat more of it, right?
11. While making pizza, A uses vegetables/etc. to leave a note on the food for B.
12. A and B have an argument about the best pizza topping.
13. A offers B a bite of their pizza.
14. A’s day has been hell. So, they almost cry when they see that B has ordered their favorite pizza from their favorite pizzeria for them.
15. A throws their pizza (crust) at B.
 Pizzeria (AU) Prompts
16. A jokes about wanting to marry/be with the pizza baker just because their pizza is amazing. B springs into action and tries to perfect a pizza recipe to impress/win over A.
17. A customer wants for their pizza to be cooked in the microwave and not in the pizza oven.
18. A watches their colleague B toss the pizza dough in the air like a pro (because, well… they are). And gosh/ugh, something about it is just so…
19. A chose a pizzeria as the spot for their first date with B. After all, who doesn’t like pizza? Well, as it turns out, the answer is B.
20. A is trying to build their legacy. And what better way is there than to have a pizza named after oneself? Pizzeria owner B however doesn’t seem to want to make A’s dream come true.
21. The person delivering the pizza from A’s shop goes missing.
22. Customer A wants to sue B’s pizzeria for ‘not putting enough cheese on their pizza’.
23. A and B always visit the same pizzeria when celebrating something special (e.g. an anniversary, a promotion).
24. A works in a pizzeria but dislikes pizza. With time, it becomes more and more difficult to hide their opinion on the food.
25. A has never eaten pizza before, so B takes them to their favorite pizzeria.  
26. Ever since A started working at the pizzeria, they’ve wondered who that one pizza special is named after. Today, they are meeting them.
27. On their way home (from a party), A and B stop to get some pizza slices.
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onedoodleaday · 1 year
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Today’s prompt is: Fish n’ chips
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nerdpoe · 12 days
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Danny, due to his biology of being half dead, can eat very questionable things and not die. He decides to start a youtube channel with this.
He buys obvious shitty supplements online, clear and obvious scams, and takes them as directed for a month.
Then he reports what they did to him, and sends the samples to get tested. He's gotten more than a few scammers arrested by providing solid evidence that they used hazardous materials to make their product.
He gets away with this by claiming to have the power of abnormal metabolism, or an "iron stomach", so toxins aren't as likely to hurt him.
One of his viewers sends him an unmarked bottle of pills, saying that if he doesn't take the entire bottle on a livestream, they'll blow up a city.
Danny does his livestream, and goes out of his way to use the entire bottle of pills in extravagant recipes. By the end of it he's created a five course meal, all with the pills cooked/melted in, and it's become a mukbang.
The villain who sent it is watching the livestream pissed off, because they didn't specify how to take the pills, so this technically counts. The heroes they have trapped are losing their minds with concern.
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scealaiscoite · 10 months
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“food as a love language” prompts ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🍊 ꒱
-ˏˋ. dialogue ˊˎ-
⋆ “i know you said you weren’t hungry, but i made you something anyways.”
⋆ “you seemed a little off on the phone, so i wanted to make sure you had something nice to come home to.”
⋆ “i heard you reminiscing about it the other day, so i called your mom and got the recipe.”
⋆ “hey, hey- i know you always say you don’t have time to eat breakfast before you leave, so i got up early to make you something you could eat on the go.”
⋆ "you know i don't mind that you can't help me while i'm cooking. wanna help me plate it up now?"
⋆ “of course i remembered what you like, why do you think i always have it made fresh when you come over? i’m not actually a psychic.”
⋆ "well you said you were craving [insert food] and it's too late to run to the store to grab it so yeah, i made it for you."
⋆ “come on, i can see you’re starving. just let me make you something, you know i don’t mind.”
-ˏˋ. actions / scenarios ˊˎ-
⋆ practising cooking a dish from their friend/partner's childhood in secret before serving it to them for the first time
⋆ gently reminding them to eat
⋆ always having the ingredients for their comfort meal on hand in case they have a bad day
⋆ navigating around their sensory issues with food while cooking for them without being asked
⋆ dropping off food for them during a stressful day
⋆ being patient as they teach the other how to cook
⋆ learning how to prepare food from their home country for them
⋆ wordlessly setting a meal down in front of them after they come home at the end of a long day
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tanglepelt · 8 months
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Dc x dp idea 113
Danny was falsely arrested. How dare the store. He may look homeless being on the run from his parents and all.
But really.
All he did was stuff the item in his pocket so he could help someone grab an item.
They didn’t even give him the chance to explain. He had the money. Sam insisted on giving him cash before he ran.
When they took his fingerprints he really didn’t mind. He was running from his parents not the government. As soon as he was left alone he’d high tail it out of Gotham.
To bad he wouldn’t be left alone. Being Bruce Wayne’s kidnapped son was not on his bingo card.
Now Bruce Wayne billionaire had never expected to have his son be found. Never for him to be found stealing food and obviously homeless.
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