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gildedrosebones · 2 months
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THE BOYS!!! finally finished those cards, i think they turned out pretty great ngl look them there, enjoy!!!
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the single ones
dream and nightmare belong 2 jokublog
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delta-pavonis · 10 months
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For the soft ask meme, how about 17 for 🗡️ Fantasy Knight!Hob/King Morpheus?
17. this is a very long hug now sort of hug
Nice! Thanks for the prompt! I think this fits nicely with elaborating a bit on their history prior to getting together. The original fic is here. Although I did approach it a little differently than I think the prompt intended. 😅
Hob wakes up to a room so dark it takes a moment for him to realize that his eyes are both open and working.
No moon, just the barest twinkle of stars comes in from the small open window. Other than that, the only source of illumination in the room is a candle that is almost burned down to its base, wax a puddle on the table beneath the holder.
But even with that little light Hob can see that he is not alone.
A person is sprawled in a simple wooden chair next to his bedside, legs stretched out in front of them, arms folded tight across their chest, chin tilted down so far that the person's profile is almost buried in said arms. But even with just that sliver of information, Hob knows who it is. Hob would know who it was in the pitch black of the depths of the underworld, just by the sound of his breathing.
"King Morpheus?" Hob whispers, unsure if they are actually alone.
His sworn sovereign is awake instantly, eyes finding Hob without error, as if they have memorized the path from being closed to looking down upon him on the bed. They stare at one another for a silent moment, the King's eyes startlingly bright given the lack of light, and then, suddenly, Hob finds himself enveloped in a hug. It is awkward - he is still laying down - but strong arms are around his shoulder and chest and there is rapid breathing in his ear.
Hob shivers. He is... he is in King Morpheus' arms.
The King is alive.
Hob succeeded.
The relief is palpable. It washes over him from head to toe, unclenching muscles he didn't even know could be tense. Except...
Oh fuck but does his shoulder hurt.
But he is being held by his King. Wrapped in arms he has dreamed about. Pressed into a warmth he dared not imagine.
Hob relaxes into it, bringing his hands up carefully to grip at King Morpheus' waist, and the King hums like he sounds happy about it and Hob might sublimate from the fierce joy that surges up in his chest.
"Sir Gadlen." King Morpheus whispers.
"Yes, my Lord?" And Hob thinks that this should end it and he even goes to pull away.
But the King does not. He holds firm, keeping Hob held to his chest, his chin on Hob's shoulder.
So Hob does the only thing he can think of to do, he closes his eyes and tries his damnedest to memorize every tiny dot of contact between them - how it moves when they breathe, how it feels in the stillness between breaths, how smooth King Morpheus' cheek is against his neck, how rough his own body feels from the battle.
Hob gets more time than he thinks he deserves in his King's embrace, but it does eventually end. King Morpheus grabs the sides of his shoulders and pulls away to look him right in the eyes to say, "Thank you. For saving my life."
His heart leaps into his throat, starts screaming: I would do it again in a heartbeat. Every day. From now until forever. If it would keep you safe. And happy.
Of course, he doesn't say any of that. Instead Hob just smiles, as bright as he can through the pain. "And I am very glad I am here to say you're welcome."
King Morpheus actually huffs a laugh at that. "As am I. And please, I think you have earned the right to call me Dream."
Hob cannot help but startle at the very idea. He... can't. How could he ever call his sovereign by a nickname? It is just... impossible. "I... that's generous of you, my Lord. But I do not think it proper for me to... I do not think it would reflect well on you to..." The light in the King's eyes dims ever so slightly and Hob just barely holds back from falling all over himself apologizing. Instead he blurts, "But you can call me Hob, if you'd like." And oh, Hob can feel the blush burn across his cheeks now and perhaps he can blame it on a fever?
But then King Morpheus smiles, a small, gentle thing, and Hob would take a hundred more bolts just to have that gift. "Alright... Hob." His hands slide from Hob's shoulders to hold his elbows. "How do you feel about joining the guards of my Inner Circle?"
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Dreamling medieval Royal AU PART 11
So where we left off, Hob called them friends, Dream got upset and Hob waited him all day the next day and Dream didnt show up
Fast forward now to current times, in celebration for Spring Harvest, the annual tournament is held in the Dreaming for political reasons; wanting to showcase how well theyve recovered and their strength, Dream's first official appearance etc.
The Dreaming really is a very beautiful and bountiful kingdom.
In the tournament, each of the monarchs of the Endless Empire would have 2 or 3 favoured knights to represent each kingdom. Hob had been selected for the Sunless, along with Johanna from the Constantine Family.
If youre curious, Dream had chosen the Corinthian, Matthew and Gault.
As part of respect to the monarchs, the first morning if the tournament, the knights would bow to seek blessing from each of them, which-lo and behold-seeing HIS STRANGER on top of a throne NEXT TO THE QUEEN was EXACTLY their very next meeting. This was how Hob learned hes been making friends (and subtly courting) the KING OF THE DREAMING the last couple of months.
When Hob goes to bow for Morpheus, Morpheus bestows him a gift for good luck-which in itself is scandalous, since Hob isnt even HIS KNIGHT-but more than that, its the RUBY HE WORE FROM HIS OWN NECK. Hob kisses it, and Morpheus lets him kiss his knuckles as well.
The scandal is atrocious. The court is DEAD SILENT. Desire is hiding a gasp behind a fan. Destiny has pursed his lips. Destruction is looking confused. The Corinthian switches from being unimpressed of this newbie, to shocked, to completely enraged.
To be clear this is not a Corintheus ship, but theres definitely some unspoken jealousy happening here. Morpheus is a just king but his demeanor is cold and dismissive. It took him and the rest of the knights YEARS for the priviledge of looking him in the eye, and this fucking nobody upstart from the SUNLESS LANDS gets to kiss his hand??? And get a ruby??? Sure he and Matthew and Gault got gems as well, but nothing so PERSONAL, an OBVIOUS show of favouritism!!
I want it to be made clear Hob has no idea what any of this means or implies. This is his first time in the tournament, and he hasnt been home in years. He gets that its a sign of favour-so what? Dream's knights get gems too?? Whats the big deal?? I think that this is very funny.
To be fair, Death ALSO thinks this is very funny. The court thinks she should be offended or scandalised her own knight is being shown personal favour by her brother, and that she should take it as some sort of insult but this is the most alive she's seen her brother in MONTHS. Shes INTRIGUED.
End of Part 2
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draconixiaa · 6 months
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Doomed from the Start
[Words: 3.1k] [Warning: Vague References to Torture at the End] [@dreblrspookyweek]
Ao3 Link!
Title: Palace of Stone Stone: is steadfast. Stone has always been present; stone perseveres as much as it can… even when time whittles at it. Stone can also be cold. Icy, unbending- stiff, yet strong. And while even cold stone can eventually become part of the hearth... this is not one of those cases. This is the story about a Peasant who came to rule the Palace of Stone.
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kazieka · 1 year
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so I started a new anxiety medication this past week and so far it’s been going very well except that I have extremely vivid dreams and apparently sleep texting. I seem to have sent this at 3am and i have no memory of it
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but i am Right
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stars-and-birds · 1 year
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Dana’s last ‘fuck you’ to Disney
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He/they collector
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Genderqueer/bi-gender papa king
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TWO girlfriend kisses
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Onscreen mlm kiss
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Implied aladarius
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a happy ending to the bi/enby couple
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A happy ending to the aro/ace character
And
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Death to the white Christian puritain
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8-0mph · 5 months
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Ice loser party
and drawovers.
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pansexualnoodle5 · 1 year
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probablyhuntersmom · 1 year
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I continue to be...speechless. I'm just so in awe of this show.
These siblings will have a lot to talk about
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gildedrosebones · 1 month
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I DID DREAM TOO
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justaz · 3 months
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*merlins magic gets exposed in front of the knights*
merlin, magic user: oh fuck
arthur, finally taking this opportunity to pretend as if he just found out merlin has magic after agonizing for the past month on how to bring it up: you have magic?
lancelot, merlin defender, already knew of merlin’s magic: no! i have magic
gwaine, merlin defender, already knew of merlin’s magic, lover of chaos, ride or die: no, i have magic!
mordred, desperate for his hero’s approval bc no matter what he’s done emrys just stares at him with distrust and the poor boy is tired and so close to tears: no…i have magic.
percival, raised by druids and bonded strongly with mordred over that and does Not agree with the persecution of magic in camelot, had an inkling that merlin had magic but no proof: no. i have magic.
*leon and elyan exchange a look, elyan, amused and leon, exhausted, elyan shrugs*
elyan, knows how much gwen adores merlin and completely understands her stance bc merlin…is merlin, down to clown and put on a show, really playing up the dramatics: no! i have magic.
leon, exhausted, has known of merlin’s magic since he stepped foot in camelot, knows of his feelings for arthur and arthur’s feelings for him, knows arthur knows of merlin’s magic and wouldn’t harm him, thinks everyone is being absolutely ridiculous:
*the knights stare hard at leon and even merlin looks slightly offended at leon not jumping to his defense with the rest of the knights, arthur hasn’t said anything and is staring at leon expectantly*
leon, sighing: …no. i have magic.
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Another thing about the Titan that I enjoyed was how he's so fundamentally different from Belos's christian idea of god. She's bigender. She's super chill and takes the appearance of a 40 something dad when talking to mortals. That loud, disruptive woman who is bi, commits treason, and refuses to fall in line? Yeah He's been watching her and is a huge fan. She loves bread puns and uses his powers to make magic more accesible for everyone. He trusts a 14 year old girl with the power of god to save the world and defeat the white, straight man who came to colonize his world.
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one-time-i-dreamt · 4 months
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During a test for ADHD, I stopped to write down “Ratatouille is the antithesis to the Lion King.”
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teartra · 1 year
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Early Designs of Future TOH Characters by Emmy Cicierega
Luz Noceda
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King Clawthorne (and Hooty)
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Hunter Clawthorne-Deamonne-Noceda-Wittebane (Park)
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Willow Park
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Lilith Clawthorne
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Eda Clawthorne
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Raine Whispers
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Amity Blight
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kath-trashh · 1 month
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thought too hard and cried a little bit
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turquoisespace35 · 1 year
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You have to wake up
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