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#Elevate and celebrate
mollymagician · 1 year
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Dreamling Week Day 2: stuck in an elevator
Hi guys!! *shows up three days late with a Starbucks, two immortals and an old lady stuck in an elevator*
It was June 7th. Not THE June 7th, not the big one, they’re a few years off from that yet, but a random rainy 7th of June, and Hob was off doing errands. He’d have been a lot more disgruntled about slogging half way around the city in a pelting downpour if he hadn’t known that Dream would pop up somewhere, he always somehow managed it on this specific date.
But it’s still a surprise when he suddenly comes into being just as Hob is about to hop onto the lift at stop #2 on his to-do list.
Hob shoots him a grin. “Fancy seeing you out and about on such a miserable day.”
Dream replied with the small smile that seemed to be his grin-equivalent. “I thought you could use…assistance holding your umbrella?”
There was a ding as the doors slid open, and then began to close behind them as they stepped inside. Suddenly, Dream’s arm shot out, inhumanly quick and totally lacking the primal human fear of getting one’s fingers squished.
The doors sprang back open, revealing a stooped and wrinkled figure shuffling along behind a walker. Her gray hair was bundled into a messy bun, and gray eyes were magnified enormously by the thickest glasses Hob had ever seen.
Her name was Gladys, they would soon come to find out.
She didn’t seem to notice that Dream somehow knew what floor to push for her without asking, just crackled, “Oh, thank you kindly, dearie!” and Hob stifled a snicker. Dearie.
The lift began to rise. They made it to the sixth floor before the power went out.
Gladys sighed and pronounced with feeling, “Oh bugger!”
Gladys was eighty-two years old, never trusted elevators, but was delighted to be stuck in one with “two such handsome young men!”
“Er…I’m sure the power will be back up in a tick,” Hob said. Gladys settled comfortably on the seat of her walker, seemingly very content with her lot.
“So romantic, eh boys? Just like those little stories my granddaughter likes to write!” She gave Hob a wink. Dream’s head tilted and he took on the far-away look he got whenever he was accessing his mental metaphysical Google, or whatever it was he did. Hob could tell when he finally found what he was looking for, because his eyebrows shot up so high they nearly cleared the top of his head.
Fifteen minutes later:
“Well lads, thank the good Lord I had a piddle before I came or we’d be in dire straights right about now!”
Standing behind Gladys, Dream reached into his coat and produced his pouch of sand, giving Hob a look that he could only translate as is it really necessary for us all to be stuck in this box?
Hob wasn’t sure how to telegraph we cannot throw sand at a little old woman and teleport her out of a lift because she will have a STROKE with nothing but expressive eyebrows so he just shook his head and shot Dream his sternest look. It worked on his students…usually. Dream signed and put the sand away obediently.
Another fifteen minutes:
They had heard about Gladys’ late husband, her three grandchildren and how lovely the cardiologist was that she’d been on her way to visit before her morning got derailed. She rummaged around in her purse. “Like a mint, dears?”
Hob swore under his breath at his phone. “Connection is wretched in here. I can’t get through to anyone.” Dream patted him awkwardly on the shoulder. Hob could FEEL him restraining himself from pulling his sand out and dangling it in Hob’s face.
“I’m sure everything will be fine, lovie. I think I have a deck of cards about, somewhere…” More purse-rummaging. “Oh, and a sandwich! Bless, I forgot that was there.”
Ten more minutes:
“So,” Gladys said, “How long have you two been together, eh? I’d have been celebrating fifty years with my Bert this July.”
Silence. Distantly, Hob could hear the rain pounding against the building, echoing down the elevator shaft.
“Er…” he began, eloquently.
“That is…” he continued.
“Oh go on, it’s all right,” Gladys chirped. “My grandson, the one at university, he’s got himself a nice boyfriend. I said to myself, I said, Gladys, you can tell when two lads are sweet on one another, so don’t go challenging anyone to strip poker.” She pulled the deck of cards out of her purse and winked. “Yet.”
“Um,” Hob said.
“Sometimes it feels like six hundred years,” Dream intoned.
Gladys cackled and bopped the Immortal Endless King of Dreams and Nightmares on the arm with her purse. “Oh, listen to this one here!”
“It is…our anniversary,” Dream added.
He reached over to nudge Hob’s jaw shut with a little click, and then tugged Hob into his side like…like it was just something they did. And yes, that was definitely a smirk.
The power chose that moment to come back on.
“Oh…bugger,” Hob said.
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They made it back down to the lobby with little incident. Gladys shuffled off to call her daughter, she said, since her doctors appointment was a bust. But first, she gave Hob a surprisingly crushing handshake and thumped Dream on the shoulder and said, loudly, “Well, thank you for the LOVELY time, boys. Let’s hope that the next time you’re stuck in a lift on your anniversary it’s not with an old bird like me hanging around, eh?” She executed a frankly indecent eyebrow wiggle, and shuffled away, humming to herself.
Hob stood for a moment watching her go, and realized he didn’t have the patience for any more of that day’s to-do list. He was to-do’ed out, as it were. Except for one thing. He glanced up at Dream and tried hard to control the idiot grin attempting to take over his face.
“We need to talk,” Hob said.
“That was partially my intent when I came to visit you today,” Dream said, still smirking, the bastard.
“Partially?”
“I must admit, I’d hoped that talking wouldn’t be our only activity.”
Hob sighed. “Right. I’m not hiking back to the tube in this weather. Get back in the lift, dearie. This time you can sand us all you like.”
Dream said, “I thought you’d never ask.”
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ndostairlyrium · 20 days
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I was tagged by @daggerbean @herearedragons & @greypetrel💛 thanks luvs ;;
Again, it's not much but it's honest-- *gets hit by a bus*
Roger is proceeding. Somehow. Somewhere. Somewhat? (thanks Arja for reminding me of Roger, they're grateful for being brought forward :'D)
Cassandra Aloisia Porta Catarifrangente has changed colors and I'm okay with that. I'm trying to approach this one with a reverse buildup so I'm starting with light to mid tones instead of using a darker/very saturated base. Also gold wasn't working so I shifted towards silver. Sigh.
che talento = what a talent you have. It's um, a phrase you would jokingly say to a hot person lol usually the tone is half horny half condescending, which is appropriate for the context. And with context I mean Ankh of course
Tagging (no rush, no pressure, no obligation <3) @underneathestars (ESCI I BIMBI PLS <3) @layalu @vakarians-babe @dreadfutures and @inquisitorgaywarden
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itwoodbeprefect · 11 months
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"i think you should stay here tonight." / [shocked wolf noise] / "... here?" / [wolf going 👀]
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queerasian · 4 months
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since we’re on this topic, jeremy strong, sarah snook, and brian cox are the main succession cast members who publicly called for a ceasefire in gaza last year (along with a painfully short list of others in the industry). here's brian cox reading "If I Must Die" by Palestinian poet Refaat Alareer who was killed Dec 7.
so if we must spend time on celebrities’ voices (+ disproportionate cultural influence) on the current crisis we should at least elevate the right ones.
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watmalik · 7 days
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If we get Lucy thanking Tim for her Kojo birthday gift after their serious elevator talk or if we get a verbal “happy birthday, Lucy” from Tim before she leaves in a sad but hopeful voice?
I WILL SOB.
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ghost-37 · 2 years
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failfemme · 6 days
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the chuck portrait discourse has me thinking thoughts about obama’s presidential portrait by kehinde wiley
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britneyshakespeare · 4 months
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i dont know where to scream about this but i honestly feel some sort of weird relief that r//nbow high is declining. i knoooow i know it's popular and they've been such high quality dolls and collectors have loved them and some(?) people like the web series (or do they? ive heard mixed things but ive never had any interest in watching it) but oh god. i just. sometimes it takes me awhile to appreciate modern doll lines and their aesthetics but i just could not get past their weird fish faces and in general i do not like monochrome styling themes. i realize their designers did so much with their concepts, i realize a lot of heart and effort went into them, and i completely understand why so many people were floored with the quality of the dolls and the rate at which they were being put out. even though the prices kept rising for them, you could at least see where your money was going, like they were always so well-constructed and doing new things. but like. at the end of the day. on a very basic level they were just never all that aesthetically pleasing to me and it was kind of maddening to see all that potential going towards a line of dolls that had just... like... facial proportions i could not get past lol.
#i wasn't super into the way theyd ape (or 'pay homage to') modern celebrity/designer fashions#but like i get it. that's a strong brand aesthetic. it's NOT something i really care for but yeah.#i guess if you were to compare it to like. lol omg dolls and the way they do so many celebrity homages#i think lol omg elevates it a bit more. im not a HUGE fan of lol omg but im like ok i DO get it.#even tho the faces are flatter and more dead-inside i actually think that makes it more forgivable and doll-like for me.#like. r//nbow high just hits some kind of undesirable middle for me between cartoony and stylized and realistically detailed.#also not everything's about 'quality' and fabric diversity and working zippers and pockets or whatever#i mean those things ARE nice but at the end of the day i just prefer imaginative designs. things should have a mix#not saying rh didnt have those things but. oh god. i just. i just did not like the dolls in themselves#the monochrome thing again i just cant do it. i heavily dislike monochrome doll designs and unnatural colored doll hair#not that it can never be done (the wild colorful hair) but for me it's gotta be done in a very specific way#it has to stand out rather than blend in i guess? idk im not a design expert i have no reason to be so snobby about this#tales from diana#dolls#rant#i actually think whatever they've been doing w their latest line. downgrading everything in 'quality' and making them seem like#they're appealing to a younger audience before and cheapening the production... i think it makes them look less weird to me#i still dont LIKE them but like theyre not off-putting to me. like to me they look no worse#this isn't to like mock anyone who ever really was into rh bc i know that was a lot of ppl. i get it#i just felt VERY alienated by how popular they were and how much lavish praise theyd get all the time#bc overall the end product just lacked smth for me. that i felt like other doll lines had. which was... cuteness#anyway dont take any of my mean opinions too much to heart. remember that i was a na na na surprise fan#i own four of those dolls. so take everything i say w a grain of salt#(i loved them when they were still fabric-bound ngl i thought that was such a cool brand choice... it saddens me theyre hard plastic now)
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occidentaltourist · 1 year
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Living through successive waves of destructive attention and then “reckonings” with that attention—from Princess Diana to Britney Spears—seems to have done little but teach people who like gossip how to develop a self-righteous edge.
Why not have your cake, in becoming over-invested in the lives of famous strangers, and eat it too, by adding your voice to the lamenting choruses whenever things are agreed to have gone too far? Why not decry “slut shaming” in one breath and eagerly solicit rumored details of celebrity sex in the next? If the moralistic impulse of the 2010s has devolved entirely into the language of smugly calling things “not a good look” or “a choice,” if its apparent demands seem to be simply to be allowed to go on prying into the lives of others in the name of “accountability,” it is surely partly because this is simply the only moral language this kind of gossip speaks.
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astaticworld · 2 years
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it's not all wife guys it's specifically the wife guys that profit off of being wife guys. it's a character. mulaney made entire sections of his shows about how much he loved his wife because that's what people like to see, because it excuses past and future bad behavior if you're the guy that worships his wife. ned fulmer built brand deals around his wife, her pregnancies and her life and her job with him in a carefully acted supporting role which gained him the spotlight for not stealing hers. there is no part of these two women's lives which were not wholly invaded by their husbands in the pursuit of grandeur.
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eyeofthelama · 1 year
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ELEVATE. 💧©️ EOTLFILM$
Shot by Me | IG: EYEOFTHELAM
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karihighman · 1 year
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Kelly Clarkson goes behind the scenes of The Rookie for her show {sneak peek & more pics}
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axvwriter · 10 months
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Happy Birthday Kris!
@officialdaydreamer00 I was originally planning to send this as a submission to you, but it doesn't seem like I can send multiple pictures?? I thought I've seen other people send multiple pics to others before so I'm not sure what's up with that...
Though this now gives me a bit more freedom on how long I can make this-
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CatMask waits until the party is nearly over to approach Irene, a gift bag hanging in front of its face. It releases the bag once Irene reaches her hand out to take it.
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Inside the gift bag are three items. Two keys and one ring. The ring has some sort of soft-plastic membrane on it. The two keys have a silver color to them yet their notches seem rather odd and unlikely to fit into any lock. One seems to be painted to appear like it has a ladybug on its handle and the other seems vaguely like a rabbit.
A tug is felt at Irene's sleeve as CatMask's face does not yet sink back into its body. It continues its gentle tugging until it gets Irene to follow it. CatMask leads the birthday girl out of the dorm building and around its premises. First it stops at an ordinary decorative stone. Or at least it seems to be ordinary until CatMask taps at the side of it and then taps at the ladybug key.
Upon the lock being found and the key inserted, the rock swings open to reveal an assortment of pretty rocks. Wait is one of those a magestone? One of those rocks actually looks to be a genuine ruby- Anyway it seems CatMask has also gifted a hidden decorative rock chest. A place for Irene to place any tiny little knick-knacks, or maybe even three cans of tuna, away to keep safe from any sticky hands.
CatMask patiently waits for Irene to examine the chest and once she's done doing so, it tugs at her sleeve again. It leads Irene to a small little grassy bump. Probably a burrow to a small animal, maybe even a hedgehog if any of those happened to escape this far-
CatMask sticks an appendage into the burrow hole and taps against something. It sounds almost like wood? Either way, CatMask is urging Irene to investigate. Another lock is found on a set of doors hidden in the burrow deep enough that it isn't visibly different from an ordinary animal burrow until one actually bothers looking in.
If the ladybug key opened the rock, then the rabbit key must open this one. Instead of swinging open, the chest walls are pushed aside, revealing the hollow to be full of alchemy ingredients. CatMask reaches its appendage in again, this time pushing the plants aside to reveal a tunnel behind it all. Did it refurbish an actual animal burrow into a chest? Wait, does this suggest that CatMask crafted all of these items?
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It took me quite a while to figure out what to gift you. I knew I wanted it to be a drawing with CatMask giving ya something, just wasn't sure what that something would be. Originally I was thinking of having CatMask snatch Irene's cake before Trey could put candles in it and deliver it to Irene like as if it made/got it, but upon rereading your birthday showcase post I realize Irene went to Heartslabyul and got the cake there. At least I realized this before I started drawing a cake. I did look up blueberry cheesecakes and did see a fancy looking one. Like it had white frosting with the blueberry sauce? frosting? in zig-zags throughout the top.
Eventually I came up and settled with the idea of CatMask gifting Irene some supplies along with gifting her some hidden chests. The open burrow chest being a rough idea of like hedgehogs or something could refill it with more ingredients. So the rock being more of a secret storage spot and the burrow being a secret weed alchemy ingredient supplier. Then I also wanted to through in something relating to the tweels so bam! Eel ring.
I'm not always the best when it comes to socializing and then I'm not entirely sure how to do so when it's purely online, but I hope this conveys basically "Have a fun birthday!". Which from one of your posts it does seem like you had fun so hooray! (That feels like it sounds sarcastic but I have no idea how better to word it than "hooray".)
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okletsgetnuts · 1 year
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llycaons · 11 months
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did you know ppl still genuinely use the term 'anti' as in anti-fan or anti-show and there are people who still tag anti x in the character/show tags? in 2023. I thought we'd moved past this as a culture quite frankly
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tchaikovskygay · 1 year
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had the single best moment of my life today (keytar bear gave me a fist bump)
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