#priest hob AU

[valiantstarlights]

[Priest Hob AU sequel] Some Months Later, December 24, Evening.

Tagging @alexxuun because they deserve credit for the AU. 😊 I can't tag the anon who requested a sequel in an ask, but here you go! I hope you like it. 🖤

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"I don't...I don't understand." Hob clutches at Dream's arm when he realizes where Dream has transported them. "Why are we here?"

'Here' was the corridor they got married in, months ago by now. Nothing has changed. The fourth window left of the door was still cracked, and the tile near the first pillar was still placed unevenly. Time has passed, surely, but Hob doesn't know the time difference between Hell and Earth. For all he knows, only a few minutes have passed since he was last here with Dream.

"To pray, I suppose," Dream replies, sounding amused at his question. "Is this what being in my presence does to you, Father Robert? Have you forgotten the purpose of churches?"

Panic flared bright in his chest. "No, please, don't call me that. You know I'm not...I'm not that person anymore. I'm your husband now. Right? Dream?" His heart was suddenly beating so quickly. Dream was looking at him strangely, all traces of humor gone from his handsome face. "Why are we here? Have you...have you grown tired of me? Is this you returning me to my old life?"

No. No. Anything but that. Anything but the crushing loneliness, the prayers that ring hollow when he recites them, the misguided belief that suffering brings you closer to heaven. That it is worth being miserable your entire life, giving and giving until you have nothing left, for the sake of having a place in God's kingdom where it would be more of the same: worshipping an absent, indifferent being, the air filled with songs of zealous, nauseating praise, fake beatific smiles on the face of everyone you meet.

Hob would rather die than live that life again. He would rather starve in the streets and die a peasant's death than leave Dream's side. If his husband has fallen out of love with him--

"Hush, my love," Dream says, and then Hob is enfolded in his strong arms, Dream's dark wings also moving to shelter him. Hob immediately clings tight. If Dream wants him to let go, he's going to have to break Hob's arms first. "I am here. I will not leave you. You are mine until the end of time."

"Then why?" Hob asks against the rich fabric of Dream's robes. He still sounds panicked, short breath coming in gasps. "Why are we here? I don't want to be here."

Dream rubs Hob's back comfortingly, up and down and up again, sometimes brushing his long fingers through Hob's hair, until Hob calms down. Until he can breathe normally again. Hob doesn't know how much time has passed, but their surroundings are undisturbed and not a single person walks by them.

And then Dream asks, "Are you sure?"

What?

Dream sighs but continues his soothing gestures. "I know you miss it. I hear you hum sometimes, when your mind is focused on a task. Religious melodies. Christmas songs, of late. I don't think you notice it, but some of the staff do. Lucienne tells me you must have wanted to visit, but are too afraid to ask me." He leans away from Hob so Hob could see how sincere he looks, but all Hob reads in Dream's face is the sadness in his eyes at the thought of Hob not trusting him enough to tell him his wishes.

"I do not want you to think that you can never visit again," Dream tells him, soft and a little vulnerable. "I do not want you to think that by marrying me, you have lost your freedom." He looks around them, at the high ceilings and the tall windows. "And so here we are."

"Dream," Hob says as earnestly as he could. "It's just a habit. I hum when I feel like it's too quiet. It just so happens that the songs I pick are...well. But if you enchant a violin to play by itself and follow me around, I assure you the humming will cease, or if it persists, then it would be to the tune of Mozart or Bach or whichever composer you pick."

He places his hand against his husband's cheek and watches as Dream leans against it before turning his head to kiss his palm. Hob's heart breaks at the tender movement. How long had Dream been worried about this?

"As for my freedom," Hob says, "You did not clip my wings. You unbound them. And since you have, I have never felt happier. With you by my side, I feel like I can achieve anything. You opened my eyes and taught me better. Helped me unlearn all the false teachings I grew up believing to be true. You have made me into the best version of myself I could ever hope to be, and I would not have anyone else by my side. I'm glad I'm spending my eternity with you."

Dream's eyelashes flutter in pleasure at his words before he leans in and gives Hob a soft kiss on the lips. Hob returns it with a passion, wanting Dream to understand that Hob has already decided his fate, and that he has chosen Dream. Will always choose him. Each and every time. Hob needs him to understand that. But how..?

An idea forms in his mind, and as soon as their kiss reached its natural conclusion, he pulls Dream towards the church proper.

"Hob?"

"Come, husband," he says, still filled with a giddy kind of joy whenever he says the title. "I want to make something clear to you."

Dream follows him.

A few moments later, the two of them stand in front of the door that would open to the main hall of the church.

"Is it empty?" Hob asks.

"Yes," Dream says. "The midnight mass won't be starting until later this evening."

"The midnight mass?" Hob repeats in shock. "Is it already Christmas Eve?"

Dream nods.

"Good," Hob says firmly. "Even better." He opens the door, and indeed, there was no one inside.

Hob marches them past the rows of votive stands, past the carved wooden pedestal holding the lit advent candles nestled upon a wreath of evergreen, and right up to the altar. Then, with only a moment's worth of hesitation, Hob shoves everything on the altar crashing down on the ground: the book stand, the large Bible it's holding open, candelabras with unlit candles, and a couple of flower vases. He winces as the objects make a dreadful amount of noise, the water from the vases seeping onto the pages of the Bible, the heavy book stand crushing the flowers, the candelabras dented in a couple of places, the candles placed upon them rolling across the floor.

"Is there a point to this destruction?" Dream asks behind him, sounding adorably confused as to why his usually mild-mannered husband is acting this way.

"No," Hob says, then turns back to Dream. He wants to see his husband's face for this. "I just wanted to clear the altar for my offering."

"Your offering?"

Hob starts to strip, and Dream immediately shuts his mouth, eyes darkening as he understands what Hob is trying to do.

"I am offering myself to you," Hob says, and starts reciting Dream's many titles. "--King of Dreams and Nightmares, One of the Seven Rulers of Hell, and my beloved husband. I would have you stake your claim on me in front of all the angels and saints, right at the altar of the god I used to worship."

Dream stares at him, now fully naked and slightly shivering from the cold air, his nipples pebbling. "You do not know what you're asking for, Robert Gadling," he says, though if the echo of Nightmare's voice tainting his is any indication, then Hob knows exactly what he's trying to do. "This would be unlike our marriage. Offering yourself to me in this way..."

"Can I be any more owned by you?" Hob asks, genuinely curious. "Am I not offering you myself, body and soul, so in the future you will not do stupid things like think I would want to be away from your side? Away from our home?"

"You would be offering yourself body and soul to me, Hob, this is true," Dream says. "But you must know that in offering yourself to me the way you are planning, naked and willing upon an altar, you are also offering to bear my children."

"Your chil--" Hob gapes at him and looks down at himself, at his own body, which is still very hairy and very male. "You can get me pregnant?" He asks, only sounding slightly hysterical.

Dream nods gravely. "And now you see why offering yourself this way to me would be unwise. However, I have noted your intention, and will try not to do...foolish things in the future."

"And if I want it?" Hob asks, unwilling to leave just yet without being fucked here, in the place where he went through life like a ghost, upon the very altar he stood behind and spoke words of faith while having none in his heart. He feels his cock growing hard under Dream's eyes, the hunger in them barely restrained. "If I want to become pregnant with your child?"

Dreams eyes are turning so dark, it was like the stars in them have started to go out one by one. The end of multiple universes. "Hob."

"I am willing," Hob says. "And while I am no longer a virgin, I had been when you first--"

"You should not say these things," Dream says in Nightmare's voice, stepping forward into Hob's space. The shadows were gathering around him and slithering around Hob's feet like snakes. "Not unless you want me to fuck you pregnant in the house of your god."

Hob steps closer until his naked body is flush against his husband, precome staining Dream's dark robes, then leans upwards so he could kiss Dream's and Nightmare's fanged mouth. They nip at his lips and push him back against the altar, the stone cold and hard against his back. Hob moans and twines his arms around their neck, letting them lift him so he could sit on the altar. "Haven't you heard, my husband?" Hob murmurs against their lips. "I worship a different god now."

--

"More," Hob begs, an indeterminate amount time later. Dream's cum drips from his hole and onto the altar, but still Hob spreads himself open. "Again."

Dream kisses him lovingly and obeys. Half of his face is Nightmare and the other half is Dream. He only gets this way when he's feeling so much pleasure that both sides of himself come out to play. Hob loves him like this. Dream is generally a gentle lover while Nightmare prefers a hard fuck. But both of them at the same time means petal soft kisses from Dream while Nightmare chokes him with a hand around his throat as his cock jackhammers into Hob.

"Insatiable," Dream says in Nightmare's voice as he thrusts hard into Hob. It's good that the altar is made of stone or else it would have broken under their vigorous fucking. "Do you really intend for me to breed you here? Are you not going to be satisfied until my seed takes?"

Hob moans. Yes. That would, in fact, be the ideal outcome. He spreads his legs wider.

"And to think you had been a virgin when I married you," Nightmare says in Dream's voice, possessive and fond at the same time. "Your hole was so tight I had to spend hours with my tongue between your legs to loosen you up. And now your body knows my cock so well you can take me with minimal preparation."

Hob squeezes him as much as he could in retaliation, though it was a weak little thing, his hole already fucked sloppy and loose.

"What a slutty husband I have," they tell him. "Uncaring that at any point now, the deacons and the sacristans will be arriving to do last minute preparations. I doubt they'll have anything to say about the mess you made on the floor, not when they see a former priest of this church getting fucked like a whore right on top of their sacred altar."

Hob mewls at that, aroused beyond belief. He knows he probably shouldn't feel that way. How he should instead feel humiliation flooding his veins at the thought of being found in such a position by the people who used to respect him.

But oh, to be found pleasing his eternal husband, undeniably marked with his teeth and claimed by his large cock...

"Want it," he gasps. It was so hard to speak and his thoughts are a scattered mess. "Show. I'm yours."

"You want me to continue fucking you in front of them?" Nightmare asks, delighted. "You want me to laugh in their faces as they wield their wooden crosses at me when they try to banish me? Shall I bathe them in flame and watch them burn alive when they do?"

Hob doesn't care. He could barely remember them anyway.

"It is tempting," Dream admits. "I want to see the look on their faces when they realize that Father Robert didn't just disappear mysteriously, but was instead granted a better life. However," and here he grinds harder to emphasize his point. Hob keens, toes curling and legs shaking. He has lost count of how many times he came, but he could feel the pressure building in his stomach once more. He'll probably cum dry this time. Or totally lose control of his body and squirt all over Dream. It's already happened once. "I do not want anyone else to see you like this. Only I should have that privilege. Don't you agree?"

Hob nods frantically. Whatever his husband wants. Fuck, his cock feels so good. Hob wants him to fill him up more until he grows round with his cum.

"No, I think we'll just leave them a nice little Christmas present." And with that, Dream wraps his hand around Hob's cock and starts stroking him to the rhythm of his thrusts. Hob practically seizes, wailing, cumming dry, as Dream pounds him harder through his orgasm before shooting another batch of cum straight into Hob's newly formed womb.

--

When the first group of deacons arrive to make the final preparations for the Midnight Mass, the mess on the floor that Hob created is not the first thing they see. Nor do they notice that the altar was desecrated by a truly overflowing amount of both human and demon cum.

They would have noticed these things, but Dream kept his promise and left them his Christmas present, to help make the church look more festive at such an important time in their liturgical calendar.

He did this by covering every interior surface of the church, from ceiling to floor, and not missing a single statue, with fresh, bright red blood.

#Priest Hob AU #CW: blasphemy #i'm not joking or being cute about this #the blasphemy level in this is so high that I the author herself am warning you about it #CW: altar sex #CW: nightmare!dream #honestly just assume that things are gonna be unhinged whenever he's present #am I intentionally posting this on a Sunday? N-no #if this were a vine it would be the 'you're all going to hell 😊 goodbye 👋' one #if this were doctor who this would be the christmas episode #I'm gonna end up calling it that aren't I #2000 plus words wtf #good job my thumbs #dreamling #the sandman #my writing

[voukkake]

Priest AU

I didn't notice at first but this looks like a cheap gay p0rn movie front page of the 90's

#ferdinand kingsley #dreamling #the sandman #tom sturridge #hob gadling #priest dream #priest au #priest hob #dream of the endless #alternative universe

[gabessquishytum]

Hob finds an abandoned temple?? on the property he bought for his HFGTV property rehab show. And it's very weird -- it's locked, with a very elaborate lock (and of course Hob cut himself, and bled all over the rusted thing before he got it open. It wouldn't be a project on his show if he didn't bleed all over something - its part of his charm.) .

He can't tell what deity the temple was to, but he thinks it would be neat to restore it. When he starts digging the temple out and clearing the accumulated brush, a nice neighborhood scholar, Morpheus (who must live on the street), offers to help Hob research for whom the temple was built.

Dream likes this new century everything is alive in a way it wasn't when he was forced asleep by Burgess. And Hob is the most delicious part of all -- he just glows with life. Dream could just eat him all up.

AZSDVJ IM OBSESSED. Eldritch God Dream helping out on Hob's renovation show is the insane au we all need. Especially if Dream is feeding off Hob's life-force/blood 👀 everything has a price, and if you want a diety to help you move those marble slabs, you'd better pay up.

Hob is, of course, blissfully unaware. He just thinks that this Morpheus guy is cute and that its nice to have someone around that's as interested in the temple as he is. They spend many happy hours together researching, excavating, and setting the temple back to how it should be. Morpheus seems to know an awful lot at what should go where ("I believe the diety would prefer the mosaic to be on the left, Hob. Call it intuition.") and he's generally just so helpful!

Which is nice, because Hob is feeling quite sluggish a lot of the time. Just fatigued, like maybe he's coming down with something. Or maybe he's just tired. But he doesn't feel like that when he's in the temple with Morpheus! There he feels more alive than ever.

They grow closer and closer and by the time the renovation of the temple is complete, Dream simply can't resist. His high priest, his acolyte, his Hob... he needs to take him properly. So that they feed off each other, instead of Hob just growing weaker all the time. He can feed off Hob's dreams, and Hob can feed off his restored power.

Hob would think the whole thing was a dream, if the rolling cameras hadn't picked up the whole ritual and the insanely good sex that followed. Shame none of the footage is broadcastable, because it would absolutely send his viewing figures through the roof.

When he thinks about it, it makes sense that Morpheus was the god all along. He really was fussy about that mosaic, bless him. Hob can't wait to decorate his lover’s temple with more beautiful things for the rest of time <3

#the sandman #dreamling #nsft #cw blood

[lenreli]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💗 (i don't know if you do these sorts of chain-letter things, or if you'd prefer not to, but for my part i do like to know which of their works a given author is especially hype on, so consider this an opportunity to gush!)

I do love the chain things! :D Just. Energy, y'know.

Can I rec all the writing?

A Superbat fic first: and it's a violent vertigo. Very explicit, and manages to hit all 4 of the BDSM letters. Quite proud of it honestly. :D

The Problem with Clark Kent - Explicit. Featuring Warworld Supes.... yeah. Also with some Dan Mora Bruce thrown in there. And aside from the insane thirst of Warworld Supes, also some fun roommate shenanigens!

And for Dreamling: (explicit)

god is dead and disappointed - demon!Hob/priest!Dream. This was very fun. I wrote half of it like I was possesed, so that was an experience. At least demon Hob pays rent in my head now. And waiting for people to get up to a certain scene is fun.

I wanna feel myself denied - I just really love.... messing with power dynamics. Even in the one dynamic there can be a thousand variations of it, and so. I am here. Writing the nth one, with more in my brain still. Anyway, this particular fic includes a scene in Dream's life that lives rent-free in his head. He wants more of it.

Going off that last one - my many dreamling drabbles! Altogether it's up to 100k+, which I did consistently for months. A very fun time, since I love thinking up new things, or riff off things talked about in servers or whatnot! I can see how my writing changes through the months of the drabbles, which is another point of fascination! How the words get easier or more fluid, and whatnot.

endless pawns playing a fixed game - Reacher inspired AU! Mainly because bodyguard Hob whose very good at killing. I'm writing a one-shot after it still because I love them and their complete lack of morals. And Hob's pointy shoes. And daggers.

Anyways. Yes. :D

#asks #Anonymous #superbat #dreamling #i have some other fics that are a fave but alas #they're mainly in my gdocs atm #should get to writing more of those #not sfw #bc the fics

[jiubilant]

6 + 30 :'D

6. illusion 30. harsh whisper

"It seemed a good idea," the Dragonborn concludes, scraping her chair closer to the desk. "At the time."

The Archmage of Winterhold, in his brief and tumultuous tenure, has made a number of unwise decisions. Today's was promising her not to laugh. "I expect it did."

"And for a time," says the Dragonborn, her brow creasing with earnest concern, "we were spending much less on provisions."

"I expect you were. And then, I take it," says the Archmage, a telltale tremor in his voice, "you began to tire of—what sort of soup is it, dears?"

Lydia's voice is flat as parchment. "Mushroom."

"We tried to pour it out," says the Dragonborn, looking morose. "But it just—Ravi," she protests, half-laughing herself, "you promised!"

The Archmage masters himself with difficulty. On his desk, atop scattered proposals and half-drafted appeals to the High Queen, sits a small, plain flask—the White Phial of fables and bedtime stories, long-lost, forever-full, said to replenish itself. The vessel of the mead of poetry. The grail from which the priests of dragons drunk.

And the Dragonborn. And her housecarl. Who, upon mending the thousand-year-old relic, immediately filled it with potage.

"Go on," he says, conjuring with some effort the illusion of wizardly composure. "You tried to, to"—he clears his throat, his mouth wobbling dangerously—"to pour it out?"

"So we could fill it with something else." Lydia's grim face bespeaks some tragedy. Behind her, the Dragonborn plucks the Phial and moves with dire purpose to the hearth. "But—"

"Some other sort of soup?" He hadn't promised not to smile. "Ongoing onion? Perpetual pot-au-feu?"

"Skyr—"

"Look," says the Dragonborn, hefting the largest cookpot from the trammel in the hearth. It's many times larger than the Phial. She lifts it to the hob, bumping aside the Archmage's percolator and pans, and tips the contents of the Phial in. "Come and look. When you try to empty it—"

Lydia and the Archmage peer over her shoulders. A perfect hush falls over the study, broken only by their breathing and the harsh whisper of the wind outside, as the cookpot fills to brimming—then nearly overflows—with the little Phial's ceaseless stream of soup.

They stare at it.

"Well, ah, you know what they say," the Archmage says with great solemnity, watching the mushrooms swirl in the steaming broth. "Soup springs eternal."

The Dragonborn and her housecarl give him twin desperate looks.

"Quintus told us to bring it here," says Lydia. "Can you spell it?"

"Do you at least," says the Dragonborn, the laughter creeping back into her voice, "have any hot pepper?"

[send me a number, and i'll write a microfic using the word or phrase!]

#skyrim #microfic #lydia #oc tag #ayo #ravi

[arialerendeair]

7 and 15! 💕

Well hello there Stranger!

I already answered 7, so I'm going to pick a random one from one I haven't answered yet!

~!~

3. What’s a fic idea that you have but haven’t written yet?

*glances nervously at the... many... many... many google docs tabs*

TIME FOR ANOTHER LIST!

The Centaur AU (though I'm starting that this weekend)

The OTHER Centaur AU (This one is waiting for a wee bit)

The Pairs Figure Skating AU

Another Fishbowl rescue fic

Another Fishbowl rescue fic #2 (this one is a VERY belated birthday present for @pellaaearien and I WILL have it finished soon!)

Dream & Hob go to a Ren Faire (part of the "The Art Of..." series)

Dream Seduces Hob w/ Swordplay (part of "The Art Of" series)

High Priest Hob

Dream is NOT a Penguin (referencing The Penguin and the Pebble)

Dream Seduces Hob - Save A Horse, Ride A Cowboy

Pandora's Box Hope!Hob

The Thirsty Dream fic-series

Hob taking on an aspect of Delight, becoming Curiosity

(This isn't all my AU ideas, just the ones I have open google docs for, lol.)

15. Are there words, phrases, mannerisms or scenes you tend to use a lot?

Oh my fucking HELL yes. (Not that I'm going to remember any of them now that you've asked, of course.)

I write characters smiling/chuckling a lot, simply because that's why I do, so they get to do that as well!

Dirty Talk/Marking Kink/Biting Kink/Praise Kink is a group I will never deny ends up in pretty much EVERY fic I write porn for

Specific words - I know what these are, not sharing, as I will not give all my weaknesses away, lol.

Scenes: I am FOREVER guilty of 'if a character can have a BAMF moment, I will write it' and it just... permeates all of my writing now. This is fiction, characters deserve to be badasses, and I wanna write them!! (Funny enough, I think this is entirely due to, prior to joining the Shadowhunters fandom, I thought I sucked at writing action scenes, so I buckled down, did a bunch of research, declared myself good at them, and never looked back, and now I'm obsessed.)

Ask me a question!

#Aria Posts #Aria Answers #Ask Game

[wintersmitth]

1, 3, 4, 7, 8, 13, 14, 16, 18, 22

Thank you!!

So since you didn't specify the fandom, I'll reply with a bunch of them!

the character everyone gets wrong

Bilbo fucking Baggins. He's a scrungly bitchy bachelor who likes his life to be just as he likes. He is in a petty warfare with Lobelia Sackville Baggins. He adopts his weirdest cousin. He talks Thorin off. He faces a dragon. He's grumpy at Gandalf and is in fact a bestie with him. He is not a soft hobbit flower!!!

3. screenshot or description of the worst take you've seen on tumblr

Already answered

4. what was the last straw that made you finally block that annoying person?

So I usually I only block people on political grounds. Say, Russia bootlicker, commie truthers, terfs and such. But I recently blocked a person who is being annoying about their fanfique.

7. what character did you begin to hate not because of canon but because how how the fandom acts about them?

So I started resenting Captain America after Civil War. Not because I don;t like, but because how fucked the fandom acted. And instead I became die hard Tony Stark fan, even though I never cared about him before.

Also I almost started hating Ferdie Kingsley for fandom reasons, but I won't elaborate on that.

8. common fandom opinion that everyone is wrong about

Again, Hob's existence doesn't revolve around Dream. I so so hate the trope where once they get together Hob gets stripped of, I don't know, half his agency, and his defining personality becomes loving and being devoted to Dream.

13. worst blorboficiation

Will Graham. I said what I said.

14. that one thing you see in fics all the time

Gender norms 2.0 but for gays! Oh this guy is a bottom, he is weak and a twink and cries and is basically a girl. Miss me with that.

16. you can't understand why so many people like this thing (characterization, trope, headcanon, etc)

I don't see any appeal in the priest AUs. This is some kind of specifically Catholic experience I could never get behind. Also, cowards for only writing Catholic priests. Make it a priest kink with Паша Мерседес.

18. it's absolutely criminal that the fandom has been sleeping on...

Sam Vimes and Sybil Ramkin. Maybe not sleeping sleeping, but THEY DON'T GET ENOUGH LOVE. Ultimate power couple. The way Sam becomes a putty in Sybil's hands. The way she is loved by him. The way they are so fucking perfect to each other!!!!

22. your favorite part of canon that everyone else ignores

Again, Orpheus!! Orphy boy needs much more love!!

Sorry it got less and less words by the end of it, I hope I answered at least something you were interested in!!

Ask me Choose Violence Asks!

#sansael talks #anonymous #the sandman #house md #mcu #the hobbit #thank you anon!!

[bookgeekgrrl]

My media this week (10-16 Sep 2023)

📚 STUFF I READ 📚

🥰 'Til The End Of Time (fandomfluffandfuck) - 66k, stucky, basically PWP with stucky + pre-war bucky (due to multiverse/time slip shenanigans) [reread, fave, really quality filth 🥵]

😊 Rapidly Becoming (Ayes) - 67K, drarry, immediately post war, Draco goes missing & Harry inheirits Malfoy Manor - enjoyable, I'm always a sucker for a magical house story

😍 Ain't No Grave (Can Keep My Body Down) Podfic (GhostCwtch, narrator; spitandvinegar, author) - 107K (14 hr podfic) - well done podfic of a forever fave post-WS recovery fic

🥰 A Fire at the Exhibition (Lady Hardcastle Mysteries #10) (T.E. Kinsey, author; Elizabeth Knowelden, narrator) - Emily & Flo contend with the village art exhibition, theft, murder, bicycle races and amateur treasure hunters. 🥰 The Uses of Adversity (MonstrousRegiment) - 65K, Dreamling, very entertaining canon-divergent AU where Hob accidentally becomes a criminal mastermind (sort of) and finds & rescues Dream in 1957

💖💖 +143K of shorter fic so shout out to these I really loved 💖💖

A Cornstalk Fiddle (notbecauseofvictories) - Devil Went Down to Georgia (Song): The Devil/Johnny, 32K - brilliant short story about what happened after - Johnny won once and he thinks he can do it again to get what he wants...

You've Got A Face With A View (Brenda) - Top Gun: Ice/Mav, 3K - it's 30 years into their relationship & Mav's still wild about his hotass husband and is going to tell and show him why and how.

📺 STUFF I WATCHED 📺

Maine Cabin Masters - s6, e2-8

Harley Quinn - s4, e10

Only Murders In The Building - s3, e7

Dirty Laundry - s3, e1

D20: Mentopolis - "Case Closed" (s1, e6)

D20: Adventuring Party - "Bit City USA" (s14, e6)

🎧 PODCASTS 🎧

Re: Dracula - September 10: Make Yourself Strong

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Fenway Victory Gardens

Re: Dracula - September 11: Grim Purpose in All I Do

Today, Explained - Hunter becomes the hunted

Into It - Is Rotten Tomatoes…Rotten?

Re: Dracula - September 12: The Pain of the Fear of Sleep

Pop Culture Happy Hour - Jimmy Fallon And Strike Force Five

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Bridget Cleary

Vibe Check - Pumpkin Spice is Not My Ministry

Re: Dracula - September 13: All the Powers of the Devils

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Onöhsagwë:de’ Cultural Center

⭐ 99% Invisible #552 - Blood in the Machine

⭐ Switched on Pop - Next Year in Margaritaville

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - The Atomic Clock

Dear Prudence - My Partner’s Relationship With His Ex Makes Me Feel Like the Third Wheel. Help!

Into It - The Backlash to Drew Barrymore

⭐ Endless Thread - Lofi Girl

Today, Explained - Blame Capitalism: Profit over everything

Welcome to Night Vale #234 - The Boy

⭐ Hit Parade - Insert Lyrics Here Edition

🎶 MUSIC 🎶

True Metal Warriors

'80s Metal

Ozzy Osbourne

Judas Priest

Jimmy Buffett

Presenting Nine Inch Nails

Lord Of The Lost

Peaceful Summer Night 🌃 Night Lofi Playlist 🌃 Deep Focus To Study/Work [ Lofi Hip Hop - Lofi Chill ]

Lost Legends Of Surf Guitar

Herb Alpert

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[valiantstarlights]

I am obsessed with your writing especially Demon Dream and the lovely priest he took as his husband

I keep wanting the angst though of Hob getting kidnapped while he is carrying their baby and Dream threatening to unleash the apocalypse until he gets Hob back

Thank you 🖤 I love them too, blasphemous as they are. 🥰

Okay. So while I think it's highly unlikely for priest!Hob to get kidnapped, especially when he gets pregnant, let's say it did happen.

CW: violence and gore, but neither dream nor hob gets hurt so don't worry 😊 strangely fluffy 👀

Maybe the lower demons squatting in Destruction's abandoned territory thought it was a good idea to kidnap Dream's pregnant consort as a hostage. Give us what we want and you'll get your whore and your spawn back.

Maybe they managed to plant a couple of their own agents among Dream's household servants, and they knocked Hob out and carried him out through a hidden passageway in the dead of night while Dream is visiting one of his siblings' territories for some administrative business.

Maybe they even manage to drug Matthew the hellhound's food, knowing that the hellhound never leaves Hob's side, especially with Dream gone with Jessamy.

(Matthew has followed Hob around like a 3 month old puppy since he arrived, always begging for pets and treats. Matthew is as large as a warhorse and he is very spoiled. 🐶)

The lower demons behind the kidnapping plot are very happy that the first phase of their plan succeeded without a hitch.

For the second phase, they write a threatening letter to Dream with their demands. They foolishly mention that they're gonna hurt Hob and their unborn child.

Dream, currently in Desire's territory, goes ballistic when he receives the letter. He goes full Nightmare form, towering over everyone, horns and wings and tail on display, fanged mouth dripping with blood, claws long and sharp, his feet leaving fiery footprints in his wake.

(In short, very scary sexy.)

Desire, Unity, and a pregnant Miranda do their best to calm him down, but every time Dream sees Miranda's stomach, he is reminded of Hob and he wants to tear Hell apart looking for him.

Desire feels for their brother. When Unity had been pregnant with Miranda, they almost had their entire territory on lockdown. So they offer to join forces with Dream to look for whoever is responsible and fashion a new level of Hell just for the culprits. Them and Dream are going to personally torture them all for eternity.

Dream is very grateful and calms down a little. He is still freaking out, thinking the absolute worst scenarios and remembering the last morning he spent with Hob, with the man standing behind him in the vanity, combing his hair and being very careful about his horns, how warm he felt when they embraced, how the baby kicked between them, as if wanting attention as well. Hob had laughed when the baby continued kicking and stretching, with Dream's large hands pressed against his stomach, imploring the child to take it easy on Hob's body.

Did he tell Hob that he loves him before he left? He must have. He remembers kissing him until Hob pushed Dream's face away playfully and told him he's already running late.

Before Dream left, Hob told him that he wants guava jelly donuts and smoked sausages when he comes back from visiting Desire. They had visited together, a long time ago, before Hob got pregnant. Dream remembers being dragged to various food stalls, and Hob chatting with the food vendors, who were happy to serve him and Dream their best creations.

He wants to see Hob's smile again. Feel their child moving in Hob's belly again.

Desire helps him write messages to their other siblings, informing them of the situation, and has their own trusted messengers send the letters.

Dream is glad that Desire is helping him, because he cannot think clearly right now. He wants to storm Destruction's abandoned territory first, and Hob cannot possibly be there.

...Unless the rebellion they quelled years ago have managed to build their forces back up again and they were the ones behind this.

He tells this to Desire, who finds his logic sound. And without another word, they gear up for battle and call upon their armies.

--

Meanwhile, Hob is being kept in a glass cage. Not like Dream's fishbowl, but kinda like an aquarium. Roomier, and has the amenities of a prison cell, which Hob is actually thankful for, because he pees a lot these days.

No one has touched him yet, but he has heard the things they want to do to him: unpleasant things he'd rather not hear. He hopes his baby is asleep and not listening because he doesn't want them to be traumatized.

He knows that Dream is coming for him and that all these lower demons would pay for what they have done, but he wishes he would come sooner rather than later. He is still a couple months away from giving birth, but he worries about his nutrition. He wants his baby to be healthy, and prison food in Hell is just...not it.

(He's only been here like a day and he hates it.)

And he misses Dream. This is the first time they've been away from each other this long. He wants to lay in bed with him and have him hum lullabies from his own childhood while he presses kisses on Hob's stomach. He wants to read books sitting on Dream's lap, Dream reading his own book, and Matthew and Jessamy napping at their feet. He wants to eat his meals with him which would eventually lead them to fuck in the dining room.

Dream is gentler, these days, torturing Hob sweetly when he goes slow and gentle rather than fast and rough like Hob sometimes craves.

Hob wants his husband.

Hob wants his child to be safe and healthy.

Hob wants to kill every single last one of these motherfuckers who dare lay a hand on him, and would dare harm his child.

As you can see, once Hob enters the anger stage of the five stages of grief, he's as vicious as Dream and his other siblings. He may just be human, and he may be currently pregnant and seemingly helpless, but you have to remember that this is the same man who murdered someone in cold blood when he was still a priest because he wanted to save a convent full of nuns from being the man's victims.

Also, Hell has changed him.

He vows that he's going to survive, and in a couple of months, he'll safely give birth to his and Dream's child in the safety of Dream's castle.

And so he waits.

He waits until the lower demons grow restless, and for them to become stupid enough to want to enter his cage and do what they said they were going to do.

He barely has to wait a full day.

The first batch of demons enter his cage, and they're all smirking, telling him that Dream has abandoned him, and that he's their plaything now.

Hob has his back against the corner, but he is calm and says nothing back. Just caresses his belly complacently.

When the first one brazenly steps closer, Hob opens his mouth and starts reciting scripture.

The demons, almost as one, clap their hands against their ears before they explode in a shower of blood.

Hob continues speaking, projecting his voice louder, the way he used to do when he gave Mass as a priest.

It was an accident, how he found out that scripture can hurt the lower demons.

Back when he was new in Hell, a servant had given him his meal in his rooms. Dream had been across the castle attending to some business, and Hob had begged him for a reprieve after the previous night's activities so he was still in bed.

The servant served him his food, then demurely steps to the side, in case he has a need for anything else.

Unthinkingly, Hob had said grace. And the poor demon girl had shrieked and clapped her hands against her ears, and Hob immediately shut his mouth and apologized profusely.

The servant girl's ears bled a little, but her full recovery time took a week. She was a lovely girl and so Hob sent her gifts every day until she healed, genuinely apologetic about his thoughtless action.

Back then, he had only spoken the first four words of the prayer. Now he is reciting the entire Book of Psalms.

--

Desire and Dream, along with their combined armies, arrive at Destruction's territory and mercilessly slaughters all the demons they meet. Their bodies will reform later, but they have been marked for torture, and will not be able to escape or hide ever again.

Dream is a monster in the battlefield. Demons actually flee at the sight of him, but he does not let them. He carves a bloody path straight to Destruction's crumbling castle, where his heart is telling him to go.

Once he disintegrates the castle doors, he descends the stairs towards the basement, heart in his throat, fearing the worst.

He is barely halfway down the steps when he sees a massacre.

From how the bodies are positioned, though, they look like they were fleeing something. Some died covering their ears. Others are just a spray of red on the walls and floors.

He walks on.

In the middle of the basement is a glass cage. He snarls at the sight, imagining Hob being caged and treated like an animal, when he should be placed on a throne and dressed in the richest and softest materials, spoiled and well-fed and loved.

The cage's walls are covered in blood, and Dream knows he has to go inside and check, but what if--

He can't bear it if--

He hears humming.

He runs forward and wrenches the cage's door open, and is met with Hob, sitting on the bed that is pushed against one wall, covered in blood but looking unharmed.

Hob's face lights up when he sees Dream, and Dream rushes towards him, falling down on his knees and running his hands all over his love, checking if he's safe. If the baby is safe. Dream is going to start torturing everyone responsible as soon as their bodies reform.

"I'm fine, Dream, honestly," Hob says, laughing and batting his hands away.

It's so good to hear him laugh again. Dream kisses him, unmindful of the blood smearing between their faces.

"And our child?" Dream asks, hands still on Hob's arms, holding him so his mind registers that this is, in fact, real. Hob is alive. Hob is fine. "Are they safe?"

"Of course they are," Hob says. "Although I have to say, they have had enough excitement for a while. No excitement again until they're at least a century old, please."

"You would not let them help me torture the demons who dared to end their life before they're born?"

Hob hums and thinks about it. Finally, he says, "Not if I were there to remind you both to take breaks."

Dream laughs. It's terrible and frightening, but Hob loves it. And oh, how Dream loves his husband back.

"Thank you for rescuing me, by the way," Hob says as he stands. Dream helps him up, and places his hand on Hob's back, gently massaging the area. "Oooh, that feels good, thank you."

"I do not think you needed rescuing at all," Dream remarks, now looking at the scene around them. Only the place where Hob was sitting is free of blood and guts. "Did you do all this?"

Hob looks at him askance. "Of course I did. Have you so little faith in me?"

Dream pulls his beautiful, brilliant husband towards him again, and together they stand in the middle of the carnage that is Hob's doing alone. Between them, their child moves and greets Dream with a gentle nudge against Hob's stomach. Dream presses his hand against the movement, and with the other tilts Hob's lovely face up so he would see just how much Dream means his next statement.

"My love, you are the only one I have unending faith in, and the only one I will gladly spend the rest of my life worshipping." He leans down and gives his love a chaste kiss on the lips. They are both covered in blood, but it doesn't matter. It's irrefutable evidence that they would do everything in their power to get back together and keep their family safe.

Hob hums. "I'm looking forward to this eternal worship by first eating the guava jelly donuts and the smoked sausages I asked you to buy."

"And you shall have them," Dream promises. "For I have not forgotten."

"Carry me home?"

Dream obediently leans down and picks his husband up in his arms. Hob's ankles must be killing him. All the more reason to make these bastards suffer. He is looking forward to showing them just how badly they fucked up.

But that can wait until after his husband is happy and sated and safe behind his castle walls again.

#priest hob AU #phew this got a bit long #ask and you shall receive #dreamling #the sandman #my writing #good job my thumbs #bamf hob gadling #shockingly good husband #dream of the endless

[voukkake]

Time to praise the Lord

#ferdinand kingsley #dreamling #au #alternative universe #Priest Hob Gadling #hob gadling

[alexxuun]

Is it okay if I write a fic about your Priest!Hob au? (With credit of course)

Is that even a question?? Absolutely!!!

#yesssssss #hehehhehehehehe #ask

[gabessquishytum]

fleabag au…. total manwhore dream losing his mind over trying to get in father hob’s pants knowing how catholic he is

Oh god FUCK all I can think of is “I love you” “it’ll pass”

But honestly Hob would be a great hot priest. Scared of foxes. Loves an M&S gin and tonic in a can.

The illicit sex. Dream going to confession just to flirt. Both of them knowing that it’s inevitably going to happen… Hob submitting to temptation because Dream is just the most amazing thing he’s ever seen in his life and he wants and forgets about god for a whole hour or two while he’s in Dream’s bed. Illicit kisses behind the church.

Hob choosing between Dream and God. FUCK.

I just think that Dream undressing Hob from his priest outfit would be incredibly hot. Unbuttoning his shirt and taking off his collar and stripping away the layers until it's just Hob. He's the most gorgeous thing that Dream has ever seen and he wants. He wants Hob in him and with him and he's going to steal him away from God if it's the last thing he does.

And Hob was made for fucking. It's a crime to restrict him from his true calling when his cock was so obviously made to be in Dream’s pretty little hole.

#the sandman #dreamling #nsft #cw religion

[omg-im-such-a-masochist]

Headcannons Masterlist

Soft Updates: Once A Month

One Shots/Series Fics Masterlist: Here

WWE AND AEW

ROMAN REIGNS:

Plus Size Reader

Birthday Edition

Sub! Roman w/ Plus Size Mistress

Public Sex

DD/LG

Hair Kink

Playroom Details

Fighting and Make up Sex

Face fucking

“The Missionary Position“

Taking Care Of A Sick SO

Summerslam

Tribal Chief and Bálor Contest

DD/LG Fluff

ALEISTER/MALAKAI BLACK:

SFW/NSFW (Aleister)

Dad!Edition - Baby Girl (Aleister)

Goth Reader (Aleister)

Jealousy (Aleister)

Comfort - SFW (Aleister)

Sexting (Aleister)

First Time Meeting The Doc (Malakai)

Smut (Malakai)

Plus Size Insecure Reader (Malakai)

Possessiveness (Malakai)

Stripper Reader

Stripper Reader Pt. 2

Dad!Edition (Malakai)

Accidently calling him Tommy

When He Falls In Love With His Psychiatrist/Reader (Malakai)

Calling Him “Daddy” For The First Time (Malakai)

Corruption Kink w/ Priest Malakai

Corruption Kink w/ Priest Malakai Pt. 2

NSFW

Reaction To You Getting Injured

Comforting

HOB resident pet fuck

 JAY WHITE:

CNC Knife Play

OnlyFans

Voice Kink

Brat Taming

Cheering Bee up

Teasing

AU!Businessman Jay

DD/LG

Overstimulation/Forced Orgasm

Pregnancy Sex

After Forbidden Door

Student!Jay / Professor! Reader

Plus Size Reader

Aftercare

Teasing with a cock ring

Frat Brother ft. ELP

J.J.

Incubus

EL PHANTASMO:

Insecure Reader

Frat Brother ft. Jay White

DAVID FINLAY:

Soft!

DAMIAN PRIEST:

NSFW

SFW

Male Reader

Male Reder NSFW

NSFW Honeymoon!Edition

When You Win A Championship

Asking You To Be His Girlfriend

Trans Male/Female Reader

Dad!Edition Part 1

Dad!Edition Part 2

Period Edition

Tickle Fetish And Kinks

Jealousy

Praise Kink

DD/LG

DD/LG Relationship

Angry But Passionate Sex

Short Reader

Sub!Edition

Teasing NSFW

Comfort (SFW)

Comfort (NSFW)

Sexting

Non Binary Reader

Singer Reader

Living Together

Underwear

Wheelchair Bound Reader

Public Teasing

Mirror Kink

Going To Sleep

Babysitting

Black Plus Size Reader

Dating Someone From Wardrobe Department

Fingering

Domestic Edition

Voice Kink

Reader Who’s Insecure About Her Vagina

Reader’s Water Breaking + Home Birth

Shower Sex

Riding him + the risk of getting caught

Reader with an abusive relationship in the past

Squirting

Submissive Reader

Losing Your Virginity

Being His Masseuse

Celebrating His United States Title

Casual Intimacy

Pregnancy Sex

Quickie In The Pool

Stripper Reader

Sweaty/Smut

Impact Play Knowledge

Curvy Girl Lingerie

Fall/Halloween

Damian x Reader x Rhea 

Soft and Reassuring

Single Mom Reader

Breeding Kink

Magic Mike! Damian

Creative Way To Tell Him You’re Pregnant

Spanish

Angsty Sex

PDA

Random Theme

Actress Reader who’s part of the cast of The Witcher

Winter Honeymoon

Cockwarming

Sleeping during sex

Michael Myers Kink - gone wrong lol

Hair

Valentine’s Day - Stripper Reader and AU!Bouncer

NSFW with Edge and Reader

FINN BÁLOR:

Demon King Edition

Biting Kink

“Submissive“ Demon King

Tickling 

Shy Reader

Teasing

Sexting

Smutty/Fluff

Face Fucking

Voice Kink

Super Horny And Tries To Tease The Reader

Knife Play

Pregnancy Sex

Reader’s Reaction To His Promo on SmackDown Against Roman

Brat Taming (Prince Devitt)

Bálor and Tribal Chief Contest

Black Tongue

Ask Drabble 

DD/LG

Dirty Talk w/ Demon King

ETHAN PAGE:

Enemies To Lovers

Smut

EDGE:

NSFW with Damian and Reader

JAY BRISCOE:

Brat taming

“Make her cum with your tongue, put her sleep with your dick“

DEXTER LUMIS:

NSFW

SFW

DREW MCINTYRE:

Breeding Kink

Claymore

Mafia Boss

RANDY ORTON:

NSFW

Mood Board HC

RHEA RIPLEY (F/F):

NSFW

SFW

Dirty Talk

When You Get Injured

Cooking

Angry Rhea/Teasing

BECKY LYNCH (F/F):

Celebrating after Summerslam

TOMMASO CIAMPA:

NSFW

SFW

Sub!Edition

DD/LG

Jealous

Sexting

Reader Calling Him Daddy For The First Time

Birthday Sex

Comforting When A Family Member Passes Away

Cozy/Comfort

Rough Sex

After winning the NXT title back

Halloween Smut

Angsty Sex

DARBY ALLIN:

Soft/SFW

Riding Him

Rough Sex

Possessive/Breeding Kink

Soft and NSFW

JON MOXLEY:

Plus Size Reader Fluff

Comforting After a Break Up

With A Stripper Reader

EDDIE KINGSTON:

NSFW

SFW

Dad!Edition (Baby Girl)

Dad!Edition (Baby Boy)

Dad! Edition (Teenage Girl)

Siblings w/ Mox

Uncle Edition

When A Woman Hit On You

When A Man Hit On You

Husband Edition

Pregnancy

Plus Size Reader

Jealous Reader

PDA

Comfort

Nurse Reader

Virgin Reader

General Kinks

Riding Him

Movie Date

His Reaction To When Someone Sees Your NSFW Videos

Comforting Him

Fighting And Making Up

Shy/Introvert Reader

Giving Head To Female Reader

The Reason Behind The Nickname “Fox”

Tooth Extraction

Sick Reader

Make up Sex

First Night In New Home

Pregnancy Sex

His Reaction To Your Celebrity Crush

Dirty Talk

Fingering

Cuddling

Dad!Part 2

ADAM PAGE:

Student x Teacher

Dirty Talk

Jealousy

Angsty Sex

Sneaky Sex

Spoiling

Cockwarming

Professor Hangman - Blowjob 

Professor Hangman - Jealous

Professor Hangman - Jealous 2

CHUCK TAYLOR:

NSFW

SFW

BARON CORBIN:

Reader With Panic Attack

NSFW

THE SHIELD:

Predator and Prey

Roommates NSFW/SFW

MATT JACKSON:

Brat Taming

How he treats a sensitive Sub

Flirting with The Elite in front of him

“Where Do You Think You’re Going?“

Random Prompt

With Plus Size Reader

Feral Matt

Sexual Punishments

Needy Matt

Cocky

Vampire!Matt

Poppy

Vampire!Matt 2

NICK  JACKSON:

Plus Size Reader

Jealousy/slight smut

Sexual Punishments

Enemies To Lovers

Poppy

KENNY OMEGA:

Reader Caught Masturbating

Virgin Brat

WARDLOW:

Male Reader

Pet Name

Professor!Wardlow

OnlyFans

Finding Out That You’re Pregnant

Celebration after winning a championship

Celebration after winning a championship pt.2

CASH WHEELER

Pregnancy

ELIAS SAMSON:

Blindfolded NSFW

Jealous Elias In The Club

CODY RHODES:

Office Edition

TRIPLE H:

SFW/NSFW

Breeding Kink

COLT COBANA:

SFW/NSFW

SHEAMUS:

NSFW/SFW

JOHNNY GARGANO:

NSFW

MJF:

NSFW

Shower Sex

Soft for his SO

PETE DUNNE:

Agressive Make Out

Con Non-Con

MUSTAFA ALI:

Single Mother Reader

SETH ROLLINS:

Kidnapping

AUSTIN GUNN:

Smut

Fluff

JUNGLE BOY:

Smut

Taking Care Of A Sick SO

DD/LG

Jeans

Hate Fuck

SAMMY GUEVERA:

Photo Prompt

Sammy x Reader x Ethan

Sammy x Alan 5 Angels x Reader

JEFF HARDY:

Fluff/Smut

POLYAMOROUS:

Johnny Gargano/Tommaso Ciampa/Reader

Jon Moxley/Eddie Kingston/Reader

Matt Jackson/Nick Jackson/Reader

EXCEPTIONS (SPECIAL REQUESTS):

Kane NSFW  (to ava-valerie)

Undertaker DD/LG (to ava-valerie)

#masterlist #roman reigns #damian priest #eddie kingston #jon moxley #darby allin #tommaso ciampa #rhea ripley #wwe x reader #wwe imagine #masochist writes #masochist headcanons

[valiantstarlights]

🌻🌼🌷🪻⚘️

Sending you flowers along with the image of former priest Hob having a gaggle of demonic princes and princesses raising literal Hell and making Demon Dream (and their aunts and uncles) proud

Thank you for the flowers! 🥰💐

Oh gosh, Dream and Hob's children. 🙏 They would be so cute, and they would never know their parents' endless debates when picking what to name them.

("Absolutely no Christian names," Dream would insist, all the while looking for books on baby names in the castle's cavernous library.

"You do realize that my name is Robert, right?" Hob would point out, sitting nearby with a heaping bowl of a shaved ice dessert, hand idly rubbing his very pregnant stomach.)

Twins Orpheus and Robyn would be their first children. For obvious reasons, they would be Desire and Despair's favorites, and they would absolutely spoil the boys with all sorts of gifts, like an iridescent harp for Orpheus, which, upon command, can transform into just about any stringed musical instrument, and a jet black fencing sabre for Robyn, with a blade that can cut an opponent via their shadow.

Not to be outdone, very proud father Dream would give the boys a complete set of (Your Demon Child's First™) torture tools, and lovingly instruct them on how to use each and every tool for maximum damage. He would then have the boys practice their skills on the lower demons who kidnapped Hob when he was pregnant with them.

(As promised, Hob often reminds his husband and his children to take breaks by enticing them with his delicious homemade meals.)

The boys are total troublemakers, but they have hearts of gold (like Hob), and everyone loves them.

Hope would be Dream and Hob's third child and first daughter. She takes after Hob in that she is very sweet and cheerful, but she looks more like Dream. She is her Aunt Death's favorite.

She sometimes joins her older brothers in torturing the lower demons who kidnapped their moddy, but she prefers to read with her parents in the library or spend time in the garden braiding flower crowns for Jessamy and Matthew, who are very gentle with her.

Daniel is adopted. Dream and Hob were visiting Despair when they saw baby Daniel playing with some hellhound puppies in a baby-proof room.

Hob was horrified at first, because why the fuck is a human baby in hell? But Despair explains that Daniel's human mother sacrificed him to get her dead husband back, and so she is fostering him until such a time that he could be adopted.

And Dream knows, from the fire in Hob's eyes, that they would end up adopting Daniel, so he tells his sister that they are interested in adopting him. In the background, we see Hob bending down to play roll-the-ball-back-and-forth with baby Daniel and the puppies, who are delighted to have a new playmate.

When Despair comes to Dream's territory maybe a couple of months later, with a healthier-looking Daniel ready to be dropped off to his new family, she arrives to a huge welcome party arranged by Hob and the kids. (Dream wanted to help, but he had to give an audience that morning. He did magic up some festive black decorations at the last minute, and in Hob's and the children's eyes, that totally counts.)

Orpheus and Robyn perk up at the sight of their favorite aunt and pester her with questions and stories both. Hob is handed the baby, and Daniel immediately recognizes him and smooshes his tiny face against Hob's cleft chin.

Hope, currently in Dream's arms, is talking a mile a minute as well. "Daniel is such a strange name! But that's okay because he's very cute. And very small! He's so small, Father! Was I that small before?"

"You were," Dream answers, and goes to sit beside Hob on the baby-proofed floor, putting Hope down so she could play with her new baby brother. "And so were your older brothers."

"No way!" Hope exclaims.

"Bah!" Daniel agrees, now inspecting the newcomer with fascinated, intelligent eyes. "Bah?"

"My name is Hope," Hope tells him. "I'm your sister. Do you want to play roll the ball? Moddy says you like that. We don't have hellhound puppies, but you can meet Matthew and Jessamy later."

Daniel sees the ball in her hands and makes grabby hands at it. "Mmbah-bah!"

Meanwhile, Hob leans against Dream and watches his family interacting with each other, feeling happy and content. He wouldn't have had this if he had remained a priest on earth. If Dream didn't... If they hadn't...

He remembers the nights he spent alone in his tiny room at the clergy house, hugging a pillow close to feel some semblance of warmth, praying for someone to find him, wanting for someone to love him.

Back then, he never would have imagined that the place he would finally be happy beyond measure, is in Hell.

"My love?" Dream asks, alarmed. "What is wrong? Why are you crying?"

"It's nothing," Hob says, and wipes away his tears. "I was just thinking how much I love you. You have given everything to me, and continue to give me more."

Dream holds him closer and kisses him on the forehead. "Then know what I love you as well, for you have also given me everything," Dream tells him. "You have given me beautiful children, and made this place feel like home. You fill my life with joy each and every day, and I am incredibly lucky to have you in my life."

Hob smiles up at his sweet, wonderful husband and they share a chaste kiss. He actually has a surprise for him, but Hob thinks that it could wait until later, after their children are asleep and he has Dream's attention all to himself.

--

(Later...)

As soon as Hob moves Dream's hand to rest on his lower stomach, Dream's hold on him immediately tightens. Hob wiggles a little on his husband's lap as he sees the possessive glint in his eyes.

"You're pregnant?" Dream asks, his voice lower than usual. It must be Nightmare creeping in.

Thighs clenching in anticipation for the wild night ahead of him, with both aspects of Dream coming out to play, Hob sighs helplessly, smiling all the while. "I can't seem to help it," he pouts. "My husband's cum is so potent that he's constantly impregnating me."

Dream growls and nips at his neck with Nightmare's sharp teeth, clever mouth sucking new marks against still bruised skin. "Your husband is going to end up giving you another set of twins if you don't stop being a little temptress."

Hob's eyes are dancing with mirth as he wiggles some more, making Dream grip his waist a little harder, nails lengthening into claws. Hob moans as he thinks about feeling those claw-tipped hands spreading his ass cheeks wider in order to accommodate Dream's monster cock plowing into him. "How...ah, unfortunate," he gasps out. "Maybe I should stop."

Dream raises an eyebrow and pulls away from marking up Hob's neck. "Maybe?"

Deep down, Hob knows that this is Dream asking if he should back off. If Hob would actually prefer to cuddle with him. And while Hob loves him for that, right now, he just really wants to be fucked so hard that he would gape for days.

Hob kisses the corner of Dream's mouth to thank him for being considerate, then holds on to his pale shoulders before slowly grinding down against Dream's hardening cock, already so thick against his thigh.

"Fuck me," he says breathily, like the total slut he has become. Dream shudders, and Hob could see just how hard he's clenching his teeth in order to be gentle with him. He leans forward and pulls at Dream's earlobe with his teeth. "We have more than enough rooms in the castle, have we not? Why don't we make sure all of them would be put into good use?"

(...Yeah, Hob gets his back broken like a glowstick that night.)

#priest hob AU #ask and you shall receive #dreamling #the sandman #my writing #good job my thumbs #i still can't get over how fluffy this AU can be 👀 #and then bam! spicy stuff because dream and hob are insatiable for each other #children look away

[valiantstarlights]

Hello Favorite Author,

I hope this ask finds you well.

Will you ever grace us with the story of how Demon Dream took an innocent and virginal Priest and turned him into a cock hungry whore that likes to get bred on an altar?

It's no problem if you would prefer to keep that piece of fine literature to yourself but I respectfully implore upon your most generous grace.

Warmest Regards,

Some Rando That Keeps Refreshing Your Tumblr Every 5 Minutes

Aww 🖤 This ask is so sweet 🥺 I'm actually not feeling very well rn, but your words cheered me up! 😊

I don't know if I will ever like, write an entire 50k of that actual story (because I think that's what we're looking at here 😂) but I can certainly tell you some stuff that I want to write, from the time we see Dream and Hob get married in Kyrie Eleison, to when we see them again in Offertory.

(I say this now but no one knows what Dream is planning for me when NaNoWriMo comes around 👀)

CW: mildly spicy, plus a sprinkle of blasphemy 👀

Hob arrives with Dream in Hell, right at the gates of Dream's territory. Jessamy and Matthew are excitedly welcoming Dream back, but then--

--Oh? Who is this? A new friend? A new parent?! 🐶🐶 They're very excited, especially Matthew, but Hob is like, literally afraid of everything because God have mercy on him, he's in actual Hell now. 😭🙏 He is overwhelmed af. He is highkey praying the rosary in his mind and does like 20 Hail Mary's instead of just 10 per mystery. He clings to Dream who happily bridal carries him over all the thresholds until they get to the master bedroom.

And after the sweetness of their first night, I want to have some slow burn of Hob like, actually falling in love with Dream. (side note: Dream has been pointy horns over clawed feet in love with Hob since before they got married 😂) Like, yeah, he's totally hot, but there's so much more to him?? And he's actually nicer than some religious people Hob knows on Earth?? And he makes his heart flutter when he's near???

The situation escalates to where Hob is the one coming to Dream for sex (because Dream will never force him. No, no, no. Dream is willing to wait and have Hob be comfortable first 🥰).

They have schmoopy staring-into-each-other's eyes sex, with Dream always telling Hob how he's so beautiful and divine, and Hob just often looking away with tears in his eyes because he's never felt this good before. Like yeah, Dream makes him cum and that feels so good, but his heart also feels so full?

Menwhile Dream is worrying that Hob wants to go back. (And he will worry endlessly. He never tells Hob because man's got enough on his plate being in Hell and married to one of its lords after being a priest on Earth. And not just a priest, but a good Catholic one. It's the rarest of the rare pokemons. So Dream understands. It's a huge adjustment.)

Something something until Hob becomes comfortable enough to seek Dream out outside their bedroom in order to have something in his hole because nothing else would do.

Not his fingers, not his plugs, not the dildo Dream left him that is shaped exactly like Dream's cock... Nothing would do!

And at first maybe he's teary eyed and feeling so ashamed, asking for what he wants, what he's been needing since Dream left him like an hour ago to attend to his duties, but Dream is always so very patient with him. 🖤 He always gives Hob his cock, no questions asked, and kisses him sweetly while he works to take Dream's entire length inside himself. 🥰

Hob loves sinking onto Dream's cock just so satisfied and full, rubbing his lower stomach where Dream's outline is showing, cuddling up to him and not clocking anything else in the room. Like, literally, Dream's other siblings could be in the room and Hob wouldn't notice them until he has taken Dream to the hilt because he's such a horny little mess.

There will be large sections of the (hypothetical? 👀) 50k devoted to me showing how Hob spends his first few days or weeks in Hell being highkey afraid, him slowly getting used to life in the castle, and of course, the entire honeymoon month(s) that's just Dream taking very good care of him 24/7 and teaching him all the ways he could be pleasured. 😏

Hob definitely learns a lot of things about himself. 💯 He arrives in Hell so naive, not even knowing what a plug is for, or that he can orgasm when his prostate is massaged. But once his and Dream's honeymoon month is over (and okay, technically, their honeymoon month will last maybe like...idk, 90 days instead of 30), Hob is just. An entire different person, almost.

He still has his little religious habits that he's trying to stop doing (like saying grace before he eats or singing Christmas songs), but he's very willing to unlearn all the stuff he learned as a priest, and learn the truth straight from Dream's mouth.

(Examples: God can be whatever gender they want to be, that entire thing with Mary and Gabriel, how the phrase 'turn the other cheek' doesn't mean accept abuse, etc.)*

And then I want to end the (hypothetical?? 👀) 50k just before December 24 in the story, when Hob is happy as a clam, living his life with his loving husband and their two hellhounds, with all of Dream's subjects now believing in miracles, because Hob has brought life and laughter and happiness to Dream's territory that it almost feels like stepping in pleasantly warm summer sunshine again.

(And then of course Dream worries like an idiot because he mistakes Hob's happy humming to him wanting to go back to his old life. 👀 But thankfully that gets resolved in Offertory, so yay? 😊)

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Notes:

'the entire thing with Mary and Gabriel' is based from a short story I read a long time ago on an actual published (fiction) book. 👀 It was dark, but I liked it anyway 👀

turning the other cheek - When Jesus is still alive and the Romans are still in power, this means that the person turning their cheek demands equality from the person who slapped them. It's an entire socio-economic thing. 🤷‍♀️ So when someone tells you otherwise, expecting you to simply accept more abuse because God/Jesus/the Bible says so and martyrdom is what gets you to heaven, it's not true at all. If there is a God, and if they are good, then they would want you to be happy and to be treated well. 🖤

#priest hob AU #ask and you shall receive #dreamling #the sandman #my writing #good job my thumbs

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I need you to know I made a new tumblr because I forgot the password to my old one specifically for this:

I am so excited for the Dimitriscu!AU, Hob befriending an ancient vampire (and later then getting his insides rearranged) by just being sweet is the most Hob thing I've ever heard

The priest Hob!AU has turned my religious trauma into a religion kink

In the gym!AU what does Delirium do?

your writing is wonderful and extremely horny and yknow what? Forgive me Father Hob I have sinned 🤣

Hello and welcome to tumblr (once again)! 😂 Thank you for your kind words 😊 I'm sure Father Hob will go easy on you when he gives you your penance task list after your confession 😏

1.) For real 😂 Vampire!Dream Soulmate AU Hob is going to ✨️discover✨️ that he's a monsterfucker (like all Hobs), and we're all excited for him 🥰

2.) I'm so sorry about your religious trauma 😨🫂 But I'm glad I managed to make it into a kink for you. 🙇‍♀️ The healing power of smut, I guess? 👀

3.) Gym AU Delirium teaches dance classes! 😊 She has the most colorful wardrobe among her siblings (think tie-dye shirts and flower print joggers), and she is a ray of absolute sunshine.

#ask and you shall receive #dreamling #the sandman #also tagging this as #vampire dream soulmate AU #lord dimitrescu dream AU #priest hob AU #personal trainer dream AU