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dreamlingnation · 1 year
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a very important message
Hello Dreamers.
We at Dreamling Nation have been made aware of the current situation regarding Into The Dreamling: A Morpheus/Hob Server. We are saddened to hear of its impending deletion on the 10th and wish everyone on their mod and admin team the best of luck in their next endeavours.
We are also aware that our server has been named as an alternative. While we pride ourselves in being a very welcoming community, our server is not equipped to house so many new members in such short notice, and for that reason, our invites are paused until further notice. Today is also Easter Sunday, and many if not all members of the mod team will be unavailable to deal with a possible influx of new invite requests.
I also feel the need to explain why Dreamling Nation is invite only.
In my many years of fandom, I have experienced many uncomfortable and downright dangerous online environments. I, like many others here on Tumblr Dot Com, have had nearly unrestricted access to the internet from a very early age, and that has taken a considerable toll on my mental health. That is why I enforce the invite only rule: for my own peace of mind.
If you are looking for an alternative to Into The Dreamling, a new server called Mr Sadman has just been launched! It is a sibling server to Dreamling Nation and I highly encourage anyone looking for a streamlined fandom server experience!
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immacaria · 1 year
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  Rain hits the window, water rolling down it as busy men run on the sidewalk beneath. The room is pleasantly cold, the kind of cold that keeps you from getting off your bed and makes you miss appointments. Not that there are any appointments for Morpheus to attend this morning.
  He watches the water rolling down with lightning brights the dark day outside his room and feels the warmth of covers and a human body around him. Under him, Hob is sleeping soundly, every now and then letting out a small snore that gets both of their bodies trembling. He also has no appointments to attend this morning.
  So, instead, Morpheus - because he is no longer Dream of the Endless, but rather Morpheus Gadling - watches the water and thinks about everything he left behind. A particularly large drop is racing towards others, getting bigger and bigger, and he thinks of the Dreaming. He is no longer Dream, barely an Endless anymore.
  He has renounced his crown, laid down his staff and passed the throne to another. Now, all he is is an immortal being without any power or influence. Yet there's no other way he ought it to happen.
  His son, Orpheus, is alive and well, living in the Dream along with Daniel, who is now Dream of the Endless. His people are being taken care of. His family has kept on living without his presence, as many times before.
  And his husband, well, his husband now sleeps under him, sweat has cooled on his skin and red bite marks slowly fade against his neck.
  Hob Gadling, his dear husband, the one who waited century after century, the one who never stopped hoping and wishing for life, the crazy human that refused his sister's gift. Like him, Morpheus will not age or die, unless explicitly saying so. They will be together forever, as long as they can handle each other.
  It was not easy, Morpheus admits, to get himself to understand. After being imprisoned for over one hundred years, he was not alright. He was slowly crumbling at the seams, disappearing in front of his people and family without caring. Hob had been the one to force him to realise what was happening and, this time, he was not rejected.
  The large drop of water reaches the windowsill and, as if on cue, Hob starts to stir underneath him. He moves his head to the right, watching Hob's nose twirl from side to side as his hands begin to look for him. His eyebrows furrow for a moment before warm hands wrap themselves against his waist and they relax again.
  A low chuckle leaves Morpheus' mouth as he reaches out and plants a kiss to Hob's jaw. Then another. And another. And another. He takes his time - because they got time and lingers on every spot, savouring the richness of his beloved's skin.
  "Beloved." He whispers against the point between ear and face and smiles.
  "Darling." There are little, tiny holes over all times Hob perforated his ears and he kisses every and single one of them.
  "My love." He strays over to his eyes and brow, lips moving against them lightly.
  "Husband." He says at least, kissing the bridge of his nose and the corners of his mouth.
  Under him, Hob groans, hands twisting against his waist and opens one eye ever the slightest. He takes a deep breath as thunder rolls outside the room and a sigh leaves his mouth. There's just enough light in the room for Morpheus to see his shiny eyes and his dark lashes and his lopsided smile.
  "Hullo." Hob says, pulling him closer. He presses his nose against his cheek, inhaling deep.
  Since Dream retired, leaving the Dreaming for Daniel and becoming a mere immortal, their mornings have been like this. Lazy, slow, comfortable. Old people, Matthew said once, they were old people.
  Not that Morpheus minds being old along Hob, not when it means he gets to have this. Every morning they spend some minutes here on the bed, just basking on each other's presences and feeling their hearts - Because now he had a real one, not a creation of his, inside his chest - beat together in synch, marvellously alive. And when they are ready to get up, they go to the kitchen and he gets to see Hob making tea and breakfast for them, hair sticking to all possible and impossible directions and quietly mumbling the songs on the radio.
  "What are you thinking about, dove?" Hob whispers and Morpheus knows he is smiling. Lately, Hob is always smiling. Whenever he turns to him, a smile appears on his face, one of admiration and surprise as if he can't really believe he got to have Morpheus there every second of every day for the rest of their lives, as if this was an impossible thing to achieve.
  "About how much I love you." He whispers back, letting himself be pulled closer, almost to the top of the other man. "About how this was never something I thought possible. About how all of this is because of you."
  "Sweet flaterer." Hob says and kisses the corner of his mouth. 
  “It’s all your fault.” And when Hob laughs, he adds. “And I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
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  This is for the Dreamling Nation Server who has just got out of an angst war that lasted two days and left us all in pieces and my amazing sib @milenaalaire. I’m going to especially tag @quillingwords, who was having a depressive moment in the server’s channel, and Auntie @mathomhouse-e, who was suffering with Hounds.
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virgo-dream · 1 year
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1st Dreamling Nation Fic Exchange: Victorian Soldiers Edition ✨
“A mini bang of fics all written by members of the Dreamling Nation discord server, revolving around the same prompt, in which we were all given the same two pictures and, outside of brainstorming plot ideas together, were left to our own devices to create a story.”
It is with great pleasure that I present this collection of fics, fruits of the first Dreamling Nation fic exchange!
When I made this discord server back in December, during a Christmas induced Big Sad(TM) moment, I could never have imagined the amazing community we were creating, and now, almost a month later, we’ve got more than just these fics to show for what this server has given us. I’m incredibly blessed that one moment of deep sadness led me to meet such great people, and that we can keep inspiring each other and celebrating creativity and this wonderful fandom space that The Sandman has given us.
This event was only made possible by @littledreamling’s gentle guidance and kindness. Thank you, my love! I hope this will be the first of many! 💖
Now, with no further ado, the fics:
⭐️ When I Wake Up, There Are Only Your Eyes to Greet Me, by @virgo-dream
Rating: Explicit / multi chapter / warning: graphic depictions of violence
Five times Sergeant Robert Gadling woke up to Captain Morpheus Apeiron. One time Morpheus woke up to Hob.
A very unlucky battalion finds itself in the command of one Captain Morpheus Apeiron. He doesn't seem particularly worried with their survival, but mostly with ending the war as soon as possible. Sergeant Robert Gadling seems to be the only thing keeping all these young and inexperienced soldiers alive. After one particularly heated fight between them, Hob ends up discovering there is much more to his Captain than meets the eye, but is he seeing Morpheus as he truly is, or through the prism of his own desire?
⭐️ Golden Heart, by @littledreamling
Rating: Teen and Up / multi chapter
The first time he had ever clapped eyes on Morpheus Endelas, son of Lord Chronos Endelas, Hob knew the man was no soldier. He had floated through the camp, his feet barely brushing against the dry leaves, his head held high and haughty. There had been a massive red jewel around his neck and a white-breasted raven perched on his shoulder, equally lordly, if a bird could ever be described as such. Hob had simply rolled his eyes. He didn’t know why Lordling Endelas was parading through their camp, but it was also above his pay grade. He was just a first lieutenant, practically still rolling around in the mud with the common soldiers. So he had shrugged and rolled his eyes some more, right up until someone helpfully informed him that Morpheus Endelas was their new Captain. And then he had started reconciling his relationship with God, because the Lordling was sure to get them all killed.
⭐️ Ananke, God of Compulsion, by @aquilathefighter
Rating: Teen and Up / multi chapter
Lieutenant Hob Gadling is planning on deserting before his deployment. He has everything planned from faking his death to getting to the US. However, a wrench is thrown into his plan when Captain Morpheus Endeleas asks him to be his assistant for the week leading up to the company’s deployment. Now under close watch by a man Hob thinks despises him, he cannot escape his duty. What will come from a week working closely with Cpt. Endeleas?
⭐️ Tirra Lirra, by The River, by @quillingwords
Rating: Explicit / multi chapter / warning: major character death
Little Hob Gadling meets a strange boy by a river, and their lives become intertwined over decades. A love story set against a backdrop of war. A tale about memories, dreams, and making choices.
⭐️ After The Storm, by @immacaria
Rating: Teen and Up / multi chapter
The war was over. They had won. It was finally over. But Hob knew that at the moment they stepped into London, Dream's family would descend upon them like vultures and try to seperate them. No problem, though, Hob fought four years in the war. The Endeles family would not take Dream away from him.
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the-cloudy-dreamer · 9 months
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First Day: Death
share the first post /creation you saw in the fandom
The very first fanfic that I ever read on this fandom was @avelera Come live with me and be my Love I’ve been following Maggie’s amazing writing work since her Bagginshield days and was very interested as to what possible ship or fanfic premise could be happening within the sandman! the rest as they say is history 🖤
Art wise @bluemuffin-draws was some of the first fanart I saw and absolutely adore! I think everything just conspired perfectly for me to want to check more of what was going Sandman related over here in tumblr and I haven’t regretted it ever since!
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zorawitch · 11 months
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realized i havent made a post about the sandman recently so i am stepping in tonight to make several.
look. i love dreamling. but i will not STAND to watch so many good ships get ignored in favor of this one because there are like eight non-dreamling-centric sandman fics on ao3.
like bro! i know we were hopped up on destruction x hob for a second there but we need to go back to that because whatever we were on was Good Shit. also, i doubt there is a single person on this website who doesn't have a weird relationship with religion, so with that in mind, we are sleeping on lucifer's potential there. and johanna constantine has every trait of a tumblr sexyman. as the only person to date who has written a gault/lucienne hallmark au, i need better writers than me to acknowledge that as well because OH MY GOD theyre like a workaholic in a dead end job ends up with the head of a labor union why arent we doing anything with that. and what are we doing with desire, guys. they're right there. come on.
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littledreamling · 1 year
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Victorian AU Fic Exchange
At the beginning of the year, the Dreamling Nation discord server decided to have a fic exchange in which we wrote fics based on the same image prompts
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What started as a small, informal thing quickly grew like a wildfire, culminating in a collection of some of the best writing I've ever seen. Today, after almost a month of sitting in front of blank docs, furious writing, scrambled beta-reading, and waiting, that collection was revealed. Without further ado: The Dreamling Nation Server's Victorian AU fics. We hope you enjoy!
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wintersmitth · 1 year
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Title: feeble today, just like the seedlins Author: @wintersmitth / Sansael Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Sandman (TV 2022), The Sandman (Comics) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Dream of the Endless & Hob Gadling, Hob Gadling & Orpheus Characters: Hob Gadling, Orpheus (The Sandman), Dream of the Endless | Morpheus Additional Tags: Blood and Violence, some cultists commit violence on Hob, Mentions of Antisemitism, Men Crying, dreamling nation this is for you Summary:
Hob Gadlings gets kidnapped by some cultists and accidentally saves the son of his estranged Stranger.
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aquilathefighter · 1 year
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Victorian AU Update!
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Chapter 4: All Must Stand and Fight in the Shadow Cast by Ananke’s Light
Rating: M (please note the change!)
Chapter Summary:
Following his decision to stick around for the war, Hob has to face his superior with the knowledge he's going to fight. The two again dine at the White Horse and reveal that they are not so different after all. Morpheus reveals that he knows of certain activities Hob's been getting up to and they end up at Hob's flat. Hob attempts to be emotionally vulnerable, which backfires.
Read Chapter 4
Start from the beginning
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polvillodecanela · 10 months
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For later - Something something Hob can see the dead something something.
Like all stories, this one started with a garden. But it wasn't the first garden ever or a garden in a nice house in Tadfield. This story begins with a garden in a now demolished house, in Varsovia.
The year is 1939, Dream of the Endless has been imprisoned for all the first great war and the pandemic that went after it. Death of the Endless has had the most busy time since the Roman wars and, let's face it, she's awfully overworked. That's why Destiny of the Endless managed to pull that especific scenario out of his book to reality.
Captain Howard (Hob) Gallen, medical soldier, actual inmortal, flies up the air as one of the bombs destroys what little left of said garden. He knows he won't die, it will hurt of course but he will heal. The ones with him though?
He falls right on his ass, wincing. A leg is broken, maybe some ribs, definitely his shoulder is dislocated. his head is a mess of scrambled brains, but he is concious and that is a blessing. beside him, a poor corporate falls on his back, Hob hears the breaking of bones, spinal bones. This lad is over. maybe the head too but Hob has some ringing in his ears from the explotion.
He crawls the few centimeters and tries to hold the poor lad's hand.
"Hey, John, buddy", he says trying for a smile "Hey, you are alright, yu hear me? I'll help you out"
"Sir", the poor fellow almost whines, there's a whistle in his breathing. Bad signal. "Sir, please, I don't want to die."
"Me neither, son, we got this. Please resist for me, yeah? be a good buddy and resist for me"
Hob knows is futile. But he is obsessed with living and that includes all the people surrounding him. Hknows in his heart of hearts that the lad is going to die. maybe he is already halfway.
"Sir, I know. I am not going to make it. I need a favor of you, sir"
"Whatever you want, son"
The lad takes a photo of his pocket. A beautiful lady, a fragile sweet thing made of lithe bones and wavy hair.
"She is Esme. We were going to marry. I want you to tell her... that I was no coward"
"She will know, son. You fought bravely"
Hob has just enough time to mutter his promise before he felt another impact. He felt his body coming apart and how one of his legs just ... disapeared. he wont die but, God, sometimes he wish he did.
Death of the Endless wasn't far but in someting that could only be described as "being so overworked you can't literally see" she doesn't feel the tug of Poor John's soul, calling for her. She keeps collecting, smiling kindly, offering comfort. She keeps doing whatever she can. She is tired and Destiny is almost smiling.
Captain Howard Gallen wakes up two weeks later on a Military Hospital. He has his leg back and all his cuts, if painful, are almost healed. He survived. He, also, is watching poor John standing by the foot of his bed. He looks angry but also hopeful.
The sound hob makes is so undignified that it doesnt deserve quoting here, understandable as it is since John looks exactly how someone would look if they were reached by two - not one -bombs and survived.
"You are awake finally! quick, I feel a pull that is eating me. Off to Esme we go"
And, honestly, he is way past his 600 years, he must know some thing or two about the supernatural. This still takes him by surprise.
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sonata-ix · 1 year
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People really wanna see handwriting? *Handwriting*?? Alrighty then...
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I didn't even have any paper around. This is the back of a cardboard mailer I pulled out of the trash bin.
Who tumblr will let me tag today: @arialerendeair @aquilathefighter @altair214 @firemandeanbuck @groovy-lady @ghostboyjules @hopefulpenance @immacaria @jeff-the-acountant @kaizen-crow @mathomhouse-e @quillingwords @the-cloudy-dreamer @virgo-dream and anyone else in Dreamling Nation. Tag me in the comments if you've already done it cuz now I'm curious!
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dreamlingnation · 6 months
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DN house of Horror's Round up post 😈
Hello! Thank you to everyone who joined in our event, we've seen lots of beautiful art and fic inspired by our prompts and we would like you all to take a moment here and appreciate them with us.
If there's any missing post feel free to let us know so we can add them to the list:
Bloody Clothes by @teejaystumbles
Ghost by @softest-punk
House fire by @watercubebee
Tea Set by @teejaystumbles
Corpses and Gore @watercubebee
I'll crawl myself back to you by @immacaria
Kidnapped @teejaystumbles
Falling leaves/ Unsent letters @watercubebee
on the edge of waiting by @tj-dragonblade
Making out @teejaystumbles
Hot chocolate by @nynevefromthelake
Cursed portrait by @the-cloudy-dreamer
Ghost @teejaystumbles
Moodboard @the-cloudy-dreamer
on my way back home by @ginoeh
Boogeyman @teejaystumbles
Ballroom by @wolfgirl-valentine
Chains @teejaystumbles
Comic by @the-cloudy-dreamer
Ghost/ Blood Stained @watercubebee
The Beauty of the Beast by @tj-dragonblade
We would also like to remind you that this event has no deadline so if you want to join in the fun you are welcome to do so! it is also multi pairing so all ships and characters are welcomed.
We also encourage all sorts of creative ventures for our prompts; be it fanfic, art, edits, fan videos, playlists, crafts, we would love to see it!
We'll be checking #dnhouseofhorrors for entries so please don't feel like it's too late to share in the spooky vibes! If you want to check out the original prompts click here.
To sweeten this deal here's an extra bonus round of prompts!
Graveyard
Farewell, Goodbye.
Tears to shed
Remember me
CorpseWife/Groom/X
In your head
“I've spent so long in the darkness, I'd almost forgotten how beautiful the moonlight is”
We hope this will fuel the creative vibes! Happy not-spooky month! and thank you all again for joining in the fun.
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immacaria · 9 months
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In The Dark of The Night
This is my first entry to the @dreamlingnation's event for the Sandman's first anniversary! The prompt was 'darkness' and I hope you guys like it!
Tags: Vampire AU; Witch AU; Vampire!Dream; Witch!Hob; Fantasy AU; Blood play (kind of?? Just to be sure); Fluff; Cuddling;
When Hob opens his eyes, darkness surrounds him. He barely can see his own hand in front of his eyes, let alone the corners and silhouettes of the room he is in. However, the room is not unknown to him.
He knows that, at his feet, there’s an antique chest full of papers and books that holds many secrets and that, at the far right of the room, a writing desk stands filled with fountain pens, quills, colourful inks and blank paper. Next to the soft bed, a big wooden wardrobe half filled with his clothes accompanies a basin of clear cold water under a mirror. It’s not the room he grew up in nor the one he currently sleeps in, but it is his room because it belongs to Dream and they belong to each other.
Soft blankets wrap Hob’s body and memories from last night come back to him slowly. The jokes, the laughter and the shared caresses. It all comes back slowly to him and he knows that, if he reaches out behind him now, there will be a somewhat cold weight leaning against his back.
Dream’s arms are wrapped around his waist, bringing him closer to his chest, while his head rests between Hob’s shoulderplates. His skin is almost warm against Hob’s own, his blood still running inside the vampire’s veins and making the usually deadly cold body almost warm to touch. The thought of his blood running through the other’s veins is marvellous, it’s addicting, it’s intoxicating and Hob sighs contentedly at it.
Both of them have come a long way until they reached that point of familiarity and intimacy. Dream was scarred over past relationships, one worse than another, and Hob held too much responsibility into his own hands, a prejudice against each other’s races pushing them even more apart. But, somehow, they still ended up here, together and curled around one another with contentment.
He turns around on his lover’s arms, one hand coming to caress his face as his eyes stare at him. A smile appears on his lips as Dream presses against his hand, satisfaction clear on his expression. Like a cat, Hob thinks, thumb pressing against his cheekbone.
Where yesterday has been filled with hurry and laughter, the thrill of finally being together after days pushing them forward, today is filled with softness, love and rest. There's no need to hurry today, they aren't needed anywhere and, even if they were, Hob highly doubts they would go anywhere besides their bed and kitchen.
Because, yes, it's their bed now. Their bed, their kitchen, their sofa, their house, their home. After fighting so long to be together, just the fact of laying down here without the threat of anyone coming for them is a miracle.
And a miracle Hob is not willing to give back.
Pulling Dream closer to himself, he kissed the crown of his head, unruly hair tickling his nose. He keeps kissing him, his hand coming down to rest against his hips while he puts the other under Dream's shoulders. The darkness is quietly subduing around them, soft light beams coming through the curtains to wake them up. Outside, the city slowly comes to life as the humans fall asleep and the creatures of the night rise.
Dream's eyes flutter open, blinking unseeingly before focusing on him with the attention of a predator. Shockingly blue eyes look at every feature, even imperfection of his face as if trying to commit it to his memory and Hob smiles. Slightly sharp canines catch into his lower lip, drawing blood, and then his husband is kissing him.
His tongue drags over the blood before catching Hob's lip between his teeth and sucking. A moan escapes his throat as Dream's teeth deepens the cuts and more blood fills his mouth. They pull each other closer, legs intertwining as Dream pulls away to allow Hob breath.
"Good awakening, love," Dream says, voice low and raspy, and Hob kisses him again. His mouth tastes of copper and salt and home.
"Good night, duck," Hob answers, smiling at him and not noticing how the darkness disappeared from around them. The rest of the world doesn’t matter, for his whole world is there, right between his arms.
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virgo-dream · 11 months
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dreamling nation's pride emojis 🏳️‍🌈✨
I am sooooo happy to finally post these! This was my big project for the 1st week of pride! There are a total of 96 emojis, with 16 flags for each character. This took me 3~ish days to make, and I'm so happy to finally be able to share them!
you can:
add them to your discord server, tumblr bio and/or pinned post
you cannot:
claim as your own, alter or use them for other purposes without asking first
✨ download here ✨
previews + small tutorial for bio under the cut
emoji previews ✨
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bio tutorial ✨
unfortunately, we can't add images to the bio on mobile. however, with a bit of html magic we can add them to the sidebar bio on our blogs! this tutorial depends on what desktop theme you use for your blog, and if it has a sidebar or anything of the sort. for this tutorial, I used the dreamling nation blog theme as an exemple.
add the html code to your sidebar
add this code to your sidebar to be able to paste the emoji url onto it!
<img src="emoji flag url goes here" alt="emoji flag alt text goes here" width="30" height="30">
30 by 30 pixels is the size I recommend for the emojis, but they can go up to 200 by 200 without a major loss of quality in resizing
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2. choose your emoji
go to the emoji directory on our blog to pick which emoji you like best! then, hover over the image and right click to open a dropdown menu. copy the image url from there.
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3. paste the emoji url onto the designated space
it should look something like this!
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...aaaand you're done! 💖🏳️‍🌈✨
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the-cloudy-dreamer · 11 months
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since the original has been going around I figured this is a good time to actually show how this one turned out: 1789! Hob Gadling sketch portrait we love him 🖤
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I’m feeling nostalgic this was a project I undertook on my own but never saw the light of day since I wasn’t confident with the result —but here we are! I might post the others one day! ( yes I did one of this for every one of the centennial meetings!)
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hopefulpenance · 1 year
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10 songs/10 people
I was tagged by @honeyteacakes and @littledreamling thank you!!
I'm taking Kai's merhod of shuffling liked song cause I couldn't decide heheh beware the mess
This has been sitting on drafts so long, no excuse lol
Covet - Basement
時間がない - KIRINJI
Crystal Ann - Annihilator
Griftwood - Ghost
Fahrraddsattel - Pisse
Sweet Tooth - Cavetown
天樂 - Wagakkiband
Chemical Overreaction/Compound fracture - Will wood and the tapeworms
Amber Island - Nelward
Let Doom overtake us - Calabrese
Tagging @firemandeanbuck @wintersmitth @mathomhouse-e @aquilathefighter @the-cloudy-dreamer I'm sure you were already tagged tho jajskak as always anyone who wants to do it feel fre to tag me as well!
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littledreamling · 1 year
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You're the father figure mutual obviously
This is such a late reply because I love this so much, I just had to keep it for myself for a little while 🥰
I feel so honored to be considered a father figure, it does wonders for my gender euphoria every time! I’ll try to be the best dad I can be 🖤
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