#i have ideas...
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Road trip AU but make it hurt/comfort:
Dream is a runaway, hitches a ride with Hob, who's a traveling chef. Cue a slow trust, a budding friendship, banter, and motel sex. But first...
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“Seriously?” Hob muttered to himself as he made out the dark smudge along the highway.
Hob saw the black jacket and backpack before an arm swung out, a thumb sticking in the air.
A hitchhiker.
Something familiar made Hob’s heart stutter, recognizing the tired gait, the heavy arm, the almost hopeless glance behind the shoulder. Hob couldn’t make out the man’s face from this far, but he was creeping up fast, and he swallowed.
A part of Hob told him not to do it. Stranger danger, and all that. This guy could be a weirdo, a serial killer, or anything in between. Then again, Hob’s hands tightened around the wheel, he could get picked up by a weirdo, or a murder instead. Hitchhiking was falling out of style, and for good reason. Trusting a total stranger to give you a ride was extremely foolish and dangerous.
With only seconds to make his decision, Hob sighed loudly, coming out more like a groan, slowing the car and pulling off the road a few yards in front of the lone man.
Hob’s own experience came crashing into his brain, unbidden. Homeless, hungry, dirty, just looking for some kindness. Hoping, at the very least, for a conversation free from judgment. The experience should have jaded Hob, doubt and suspicion taking over his decision making. But the reality was Hob had somehow softened, not a foolish amount, but with the new desire to be understanding and hopeful. Hob had been this man, shamefully trudging along the road, sticking a thumb out at the sound of a passing car, feeling stupid for it, feeling desperate.
Desperation makes one do stupid things.
The silence that filled the air as Hob put his hazards on was stifling, watching the dark figure approach from the rearview mirror. Anxiety built in Hob’s chest the closer the hitchhiker came, until the passenger side door opened and a backpack, which wasn’t that full, was tossed to the floor of his car. The man came in after, sliding onto the seat and pulling the door closed with a gentle thud.
He turned to look at Hob, and Hob tried– really hard– to keep his jaw on his face.
The man was gorgeous, in a way that almost frightened Hob. Pale blue eyes that looked haunted, sunken into pale skin that looked like it’d never seen the sun. And a mop of black hair that seriously needed a combing, sticking out in odd angles and visibly dry, almost graying it.
He was also incredibly thin, like a gentle breeze would blow him away.
“Where to?” Hob finally managed to find his voice, turning away from eyes that could probably see into his soul, and back on the road.
“Anywhere.”
The reply startled Hob, causing him to look back at the young man in his car, finding him already slouching in his seat, eyes slipping shut, exhaustion overtaking him. His voice was a trembling baritone, dry and scratchy, like he hadn’t used it in ages, or he was parched to death.
Before putting the car back into gear, Hob reached behind him, fumbling around the floor of the backseat and procuring a water bottle from a large pack.
When he returned the man was looking at him, dull yet inquisitive.
“Here,” Hob offered the water and the man grabbed it with wide eyes.
Hob would’ve laughed if the desperation in his gaze wasn’t so terrifying.
He guzzled the water in 10 seconds, squeezing the plastic and gasping for air afterwards. Hob reached for a few more and the stranger took them, nodding in gratitude.
“Thank you.”
“Don’t mention it,” Hob felt an eyebrow quirk, wondering when the last time this guy ate or drank anything.
“Are you hungry?” Hob finally put the car back into gear and, checking his mirrors, pulled back onto the road. “Want to stop somewhere for food?”
Hob peeked over again, watching his new passenger stare out the door window, his forehead pressed against the glass.
“M’fine…”
Hob bit his lip, clocking in the sign indicating the next rest stop.
#dreamling#hob x dream#i truly dont know where this is coming from#i have ideas...#but they are dark#involving kidnapped Dream#sorta of canon inspired#but Dream manages to escape and thus Hob is introduced#will there be a revenge plot??#maybe idk#just throwing this into the universe to see who might be interested#roadtrip au#obviously this type of au plays into my strengths#nothing like the severities of the human condition to get me riled up#also chef!Hob is something ive wanted to play with for a while#we'll see where this goes...#my writing
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“ ℑ 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔡 𝔥𝔦𝔪, 𝔬𝔣 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔰𝔢. ℑ𝔱 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔦𝔪𝔭𝔬𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔟𝔩𝔢 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔱𝔬 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢 𝔉𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔵. “
I very much enjoyed this movie of course ❤️
#digital art#artwork#saltburn#oliver quick#saltburn 2023#felix catton#fanart#i need someone to write a fic of felix surviving#i have ideas...
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ur reimas art is so good, ty for the food
There is more to come, dw dw
#mortal kombat#tomas vrbada#mk reiko#reimas#answered#luke.txt#i have ideas...#are some fluff? yes#are most angst#also yes
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remus and sirius are soo girl dad coded
#wolfstar#marauders#honestly im not a big fan of them having kids#but if they did it'd be a teen girl#girl dads! girl dads!#i have ideas...
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i'm so so happy about all the positive feedback you guys are giving my writing!! i'm working on an aokiji fic rn (that's my fucking man) and i have a few other ideas in mind but i'm open to requests too :3
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quick shower and lunch and then writing
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me before: haha maybe it would be nice to learn how to make edits with capcut to post on tiktok
me now:
#i have Ideas...#but editing is hard :(#911#buddie#otp: you act like you're expendable. but you're wrong
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I also have a Lava Detention AU where Kai and Cole casually hangs out in detention, it's very cute i swear on it
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pissed to hear there’s ai fic for astarion on ao3...
but hey if people have so little shame that they’d post something like that I really should post my mediocre fic again
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It is my god given right to hyper fixate on the most insignificant npcs in video games
#this post is about my dear sorcerer rogier#but also blaidd d latenna#oh and iji hewg roderika#can you imagine how pleasantly surprised i was to see when my brain went full rogier/d mode that its relatively popular#good for them#i mean. how can you not see the homoerotic tension#rogier is definitely in love with d and d is definitely burying his feelings for rogier#this is my take#i want to start writing a fic with so many npcs and my tarnished oc but i still need to finish the game lol#i might need to watch some lore videos because even with every detail im picking up and being thorough a lot of things are escaping me#also im going to trans rogier's gender methinks#and throw my (also trans) oc into the rogier/d mix because i can :)#i have ideas...#elden ring#miles rambles
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I wanna write more and not be embarrassed from reading it tbh....after my friend said my writing was good, i wanna do it more ;;w;;
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in the hour or so it took me to draw this op turned reblogs off
EDIT: reblogs are STAYING OFF. op was right and correct and i have never regretted making a post as much as this one. if you want to reblog my art you can reblog something else from my blog. or commission me, lord knows i deserve financial compensation for the nightmare this post has put me through
#art#i had to block multiple people because of this post and i easily could have blocked more#do you guys have any idea how exhausting it is to hear 400 people make the exact same unfunny joke each thinking they're being original#or worry that another person might get harassed over a post i made because of the way people are talking about them#or be harassed/insulted YOURSELF because some people don't know how to fucking behave#you guys don't get reblogs back. you should be grateful i'm leaving the post up at all.
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yknow i never noticed the sheer rareness of images having ids or alt text on this website until i started adding alt text to my art (and trying to remember to add it to any images i post in general, especially text screenshots) and that makes me kinda sad
#i used to be pretty intimidated by the idea of having to describe my art but. it isnt as hard as it sounds#i just treat it like im describing an image i dont have at the time really#plus ive been told that even a simple id is better than no id#lev.txt
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#humans#population#Robert Evans#I am not a ZPG person necessarily#but I do like the idea of taking care of the people we have before we worry about adding more#but rich people have other priorities#Elon musk
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Everyone wants to talk about how Senshi is a tumblr sexyman but...Senshi is actually attractive. Like even aside from the fact that he's pretty good-looking he's a nice, sweet guy and he can cook and loves doing it. He's a perfectly eligible candidate for marriage, which kind of goes against the spirit of a tumblr sexyman.
Chilchuck, however? Chilchuck is a tumblr sexyman. What the fuck do you people see in him
#i don't hate chilchuck or anything i just have no idea what about him is actually attractive#i'm very confused about this#dungeon meshi#gray posts
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If my mom sees a significant amount of blood she gets lightheaded, and has fainted on some occasions. Once it happened when we were kids, I wasn't there to witness it but I heard the story from my dad. Basically my brothers, around 7 or 8 at the time, were playing outside while my mom was making their lunch, and she accidentally cut her finger. It wasn't anything serious, but it drew a fair bit of blood and she passed out. My dad saw this and rushed over, but he didn't really know what to do so he just sort of started slapping her to wake her up (not recommended, but he had no idea and panicked)
At that exact moment my brothers both came in from playing, and all they saw was our mom unconscious on the floor and our dad slapping her. So, like, without even saying a word to each other they both just INSTANTLY start whaling on him, like, full blown attack mode to defend our mom. Which obviously didn't help the situation, but she did wake up and everything was fine.
Now our dad says that he's actually really glad they attacked him over what they thought was going on, because it means he raised good boys. And I still think that's true, they're very good boys.
#i think about this story sometimes like yeah I'm proud of them for that too actually. good job baby brothers#they're not babies anymore of course they're turning 20 next year which is crazy#but they're still the type of people who'd do something if they saw something of this sort happen for sure#respectful of women and everyone else too. they're good guys#I'm glad I ended up with them living in my house against my will for like 14 years#anyway i have no idea where i was for all this but my best guess is probably a friends house given the time period#i was always at my besties house lol#i hope she's doing well too actually. haven't spoken in forever...#bestie from greek elementary school... if you're out there... let's get muffins and fanta at the bakery across the street again someday 💜☮️
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