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Sandman watch party was the good shit i needed rn holy crap

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#the way Dream's smiles for Hob gradually get bigger and more affectionate through the centuries 😊

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PSA: Rules Update.

Helloo folks!

I know Tumblr isn't currently my main area of activity. However, this rule needs to be firmly put in place before I can pluck up the nerve to even float back here casually.

Unfortunately, I will have to ban minors from all of my blogs. The more mature blogs go without saying, but this now goes for my sfw blogs as well.

I will no longer be interacting with any blogs that do not disclose their age range somewhere on their rules page. Please note that I will also be EXTREMELY selective with blogs that disclose an age bracket of under 21.

If you are a minor, please understand that this is not because I think your writing isn't worth it. There are so many incredible young writers out there. This has nothing to do with you. This firm rule comes as a safeguard in light of a deeply unpleasant and distressing experience.

This is a PSA. I will also be placing DNIs on all of my rules pages over the coming days.

This is for my own comfort. Thank you.

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Crowley and Hob Gadling defying Death in Good Omens 2x03 / The Sandman 1x06

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“Healing is layers. Healing is time. Healing is excruciating. Once you think it’s done, it’s not.”

— Mary DeMuth

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jalousie

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Hob and Dream, the 1889 scene in a nutshell:

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"Ahhh, see! You know what I'm talking about." Hob grinned a drunken grin, raising his half-empty pint in a clumsy gesture of commiseration. "What's the point in dying when all the pleasures of life can be found right HERE - in life! Wouldn't you want to cling to it?"

He was genuinely curious to hear her answer and yet, in his draft of giddiness, rambled on anyway.

"I mean, don't get me wrong. I do like gold - big gold fan, me! I don't hoard it, though, I SPEND that shit. On food and drink and company, if need be! Gold ain't there to be looked at. It's there to help some poor, self-indulgent sod like myself get easier access to every food, drink and song. And various other fine things..."

He snorted with laughter and drained his glass, before near enough slamming it down onto that table with joyful CLUNK.

"Next round on me! What ya' having, love?"

                                                    @bobby-gadling said to calliope, "If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world!" Bit rich, considering he was rather guilty of gold-hoarding himself...

   “do you value food and cheer and song above hoarded gold?” the muse mused, resting her chin on her laced fingers.   what a peculiar man he was, this hob gadling.   she could see why her once-husband had taken such an interest in him.   it was a scarce, to-be-cherished occurrence.   calliope could not be sure whether the mortal immortal was aware of his intrigue.   were he not, she intended not to spoil the man for the master of forms.

  “is that why you cling to this plane of life?   to taste every food and hear every song?   quite an ambitious plan you’ve got you know.”

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kitchen ghosts

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You're so self centred

who else am i supposed to be centred on

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hopeformankind​:

“ Trans… lating…? Tra– oh. ”

“ … would I treat it like a lecture with my own soldiers? ”

“...Okay but that could actually be pretty cool, though!”

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“Commander Erwin, Sir, I think the li’l lad might need tha’ term TRANSlatin’ for ‘im...”

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... “WOW. I’m callin’ you Commander Bitchwin from now on...”

“YOU SPOKE WITH YOUR FACE, FUCK OFF.”

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“YOU SPOKE WITH YOUR FACE, FUCK OFF.”

“NO, I-...no...she’s kinda’ right this time around...”

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“NO, I-...no...she’s kinda’ right this time around...”

The kids are fighting.

He's not fucking dealing with that.