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Someone: yeah it was so sad when this character died

Me, who’s already read 15 fix-it fics and no longer can tell the difference between canon and fanon: when they what

#i am gonna tag this as the sandman #the sandman spoilers #he is alive on a beach in Tahiti #with his bro and his sidepiece #<- prev i agree thats what happened right?

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well Fuck you *puts your blorbo in a serving wench outfit and puts them to work at the local tavern*

#i like this one too #dreamling

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well Fuck you *puts your blorbo in a serving wench outfit and puts them to work at the local tavern*

#hob gadling

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Eyes without a face

#awesome art

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dead boy detectives was clearly grown in a lab to incite fanfic and i, for one, am not going to resist any longer

#dead boy detectives #i am putting together ideas and writing in my head already #we'll see

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Your cast is completely valid, I do not disagree xD I have changed my mind.

Also, John/Joanna Constantine:

Dreamling x Shrek AU

Time to make everyone angry with this fantastic AU that hit me in the face due to Hob's 1489 outfit. And after a discussion with the wonderful @teejaystumbles I present to you:

Hob:

Dream/Nightmare:

Matthew:

Mother Night and Father Time:

Desire:

Burgess:

The Corinthian:

(although Teejay envisions Hob as Fiona and Dream as Shrek, but we can figure it out 😁)

#let's start a riot #the sandman #dreamling #shrek

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Breathe in Love - Don't Smoke Cigarettes by Peter Max, 1970s.

American cancer society

#peter max #awesome art

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I'm worried that maybe I'm like Brad and Hunter. And like my dad. I don't wanna be a bad guy, Edwin.

#adjasfhfffh Charles' sweet teary-eyed smile #and Edwin when he finally relaxes into the embrace #and it's so clear on his face that he knows now what his messed up feelings mean #god I love them #dead boy detectives #dead boy detectives spoilers

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Still thinking about Dead Boy Detectives and how wonderfully Edwin, his journey, and the confession was handled in that show.

Charles never hesitating to reassure Edwin, to tell him he never had any reason to doubt their friendship, the “I can’t say I’m in love with you the same way, but there’s no one else I’d go to hell for and we have forever to figure it out.”

And don’t even get me started about Edwin in hell with Simon, getting that closure for himself and even trying to bring Simon with him despite everything. (And despair telling him that they’re friends now? God I can’t wait to see what that means for future seasons)

I love this show so much and desperately want more episodes like… now.

#they really handled it all so well and thoughtfully #I really loved it #dead boy detectives #dead boy detectives spoilers

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#fellas is it gay to gaze intensely at your best mate to the point you lose track of everything else

#edwin hasn't done this before he's never been aware of his attraction to Charles before #not like this #this is a pivotal moment for Edwin #dead boy detectives #dead boy detectives spoilers

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#wtf what about sailor moon? and that's not even the first i saw #polls #anime

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King of Dreams, King of Nightmares… in any case, i just think he’s neat

#beautiful art #haven't seen this in a long time #dream of the endless #the sandman fanart

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popping my head in to ask about Mer Hob 👀 from the WIP title ask game

Finally popping my head back up to answer, my apologies for the wait! Mer-Hob came out of server conversations about mer-Dreamling fish assignments and aquatic mating displays, but he kind of fizzled out with the scene I tried to write. Dusting him off for this, though, I think I can breathe the spark back into it. Take it past where I meant to before, so it will have a more satisfactory conclusion. I have scrapped the lackluster 'how did they meet' that was stalling me out and given them new backstory and now I'm unsure how exactly I want to structure this. Start where I've started and then jump back to the meeting, then bring them back to the present? Make the backstory a separate fic? Rearrange the whole thing chronologically, which would require a lot of rework and shortening of the current opening bit? IDK but I'll figure it out. In the meantime, here is a chunky chunk of drafting for their meet-cute (sfw but cut for length):

Dream is not surprised to find a waterline-level cave out on the rock formation in the bay, on the side not visible from shore. Nor is he overly surprised to find someone stretched out in the handsbreadth of water covering the floor with their eyes closed, as the morning light fills the first several feet of the cave brightly in a way that is conducive to sunbathing.

The fact that the sunbather has a bright orange tail with brilliant yellow fins and blue-black leopard-like spots is rather less expected, however, and Dream gasps his surprise.

The sound startles the man—the merman—surely not?—who sits bolt upright, eyes wide and panicking as he locks gazes with Dream not an arm's length away.

Dream's heart skips a beat. He's beautiful—

"Oh, fuck!" The merman—there is no other explanation, no mistaking the flurry of fins and scales as he moves—the merman twists and flops and dives past Dream, a less-than-graceful plunge off the rock and into the sea and then he is gone.

"Wait!" Dream cries, to the bright flick of yellow vanishing into the depths, but of course it is no use.

He could swim back to the boat, could don his diving gear and follow—but no. The merman is already gone, and will be more so by the time Dream could be equipped to give chase.

He swallows back his disappointment, his disbelief, and tells himself resolutely that he surely imagined the entire thing.

But he did not imagine it, he knows this; the knowledge lodges in his mind, burrows down into his consciousness and curls around his common sense, stokes his curiosity.

He saw a merman.

Merpeople do not exist.

But he saw one.

He returns the next day, hoping perhaps to repeat the discovery, but he is the only visitor to the cave in the hours that he spends there. When the tide has gone out and come back in, high enough once more to cover the floor of the cave, when he has spent all day waiting with nothing to show for it, he admits defeat and swims back to his boat.

He returns again, and again, later each day with the drift of the tide, diving to explore beneath the surface when the cave remains empty. He finds nothing of note, nothing to hint at the existence of merfolk, nothing at all out of the ordinary; by day six, he is trying to convince himself to make peace with the likelihood that he will never find any trace of the merman he knows he had seen.

On day seven, the merman is back, sunbathing at the front of the cave again.

Only this time, he has human legs, is wearing swim trunks, is sitting further away from where Dream is treading water, stunned.

"…Hello," Dream manages.

"Hi," the man says, warmly polite. He is cross-legged with his knees drawn up and his arms wrapped around them, one hand holding the other wrist; he is meant to look casual and relaxed, Dream is certain, but the tension and the nervousness coming off of him are palpable.

He is still beautiful.

"You're. I saw you here, before?" His thoughts are still trying to catch up; he hoists himself into the cave, doesn't move closer.

The man's shoulders drop a tiny fraction. "Yeah, yep! Startled me good, you did!" He chuckles lightly, a carefree and casual sound; the fingers of his dangling hand wriggle, a nervous and distracted sort of gesture that draws Dream's attention to the profusion of hair on his bare legs, and arms, and what Dream can see of his chest.

"You had a. A tail, last time," Dream says, somewhat awkwardly, tearing his gaze from the sprinkling of hair on the man's bare toes.

"Oh, that, yes!" The man grins, bright and disarming. "I'm a mermaid performer, with the, ah, the local carnival."

Dream is convinced this is a lie even as the logical part of his brain points out that this explanation makes far more sense than believing in merfolk. He knows what he saw, the flexing of muscle and the fanning of fins, the bending and twisting that did not match up to the way that human legs would move in that configuration. The merman speaks with casual confidence, but the tension in his frame and the nervous fidget of his clasped hand are easy to read.

"…No, I don't think you are," Dream says, and the man's bright smile dips before returning to full wattage.

"Calling me a liar, are you?" He laughs, a light and enchanting sound that Dream immediately wants to hear more of. "Merfolk, they don't actually exist, I'll have you know."

~ The wip tag has a tiiiny bit more of this one, also.

#ooooh I love this!!! #more merman Hob yeah #the sandman fanfiction #dreamling

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Monty - Dead Boy Detectives (2024)

#honestly I hope Monty is fine #he deserved better #dead boy detectives #dead boy detetctives spoilers

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looks like Edwin kissed all the supernatural animals in town. not so bad for a dead virgin boy XD

#kinda funny how they all wanna get into the rude British twat's pants LOL #he's cute though I love Edwin #dead boy detective spoilers #dead boy detectives

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I bet he said that as half a joke in reference to their agency name xD but I guess we'll never know. but he seemed like he was taking the piss if you ask me. anyway, love the mail man

how is it not one person is talking about the Ghost Post in dead boy detectives. imagine being such a mailman in your life that you continue doing it into the hereafter. no eternal rest while there’s mail to deliver. other ghosts don’t know why or how you do it. you are arcane to even the occult

all day in and out you just show up places and shout MAIL CALL and then say vaguely ominous things like “Mail gets delivered wherever you go” and before disappearing into the built in bookshelf. i want this job so bad

#dead boy detectives #dead boy detectives spoilers

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cat

#dead boy detectives