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You need to destroy in order to grow, to create space for new life

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It's time to remember who you are.

(Dev Patel Save Me. Save Me Dev Patel)

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You need to destroy in order to grow, to create space for new life

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It's time to remember who you are.

(Dev Patel Save Me. Save Me Dev Patel)

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Meri Maa Ki Dua (Blessings From My Mother)

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Meri Maa Ki Dua (Blessings From My Mother)

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《巫师盖尔》 仙侠 XianXia AU

flat colour wip:

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pov: you're not good at studying magic so gale tries to cheer you up

bonus alt:

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“I don’t even care if they drag my name through the mud,” Hob continued, gesturing to himself, “but why did they have to involve Robyn in all this? D’you know,” Hob pointed at Morpheus, “his face is all over that article? And d’you know I was right about that day at the cemetery? There’s a picture of us mourning in that article. Fuck’s sake, they even included Eleanor and Joan’s gravestone. And what did you say when I told you?”

“I said it was probably just a random photographer,” Morpheus recalled, regretting it already.

Chapter 10 of good times for a change by @wizardofgoodfortune

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His Sad Wet Dog Aura has captivated me

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Rating: Mature Chapter: 10/?  Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Slow Burn, Single Parents, POV Alternating, Dream is a sculptor, Grief/Mourning, Hallucinations, Hurt/Comfort, Bullying, Descriptions of Violence, Hob Has Anger Management Issues, Smoking, Drinking

“Hey professor,” Rose said. She held out her phone. “So um, have you seen this?”

Hob glanced behind her. A few of the other students, instead of rushing out to their next class, hung back and watched. “What is this?” Hob asked, finally looking at her phone.

It was a photo of him and Morpheus looking up at a fountain. And it wasn’t just any fountain; it was the fountain Morpheus made, located at the park mere minutes from their house.

Hob’s hands stilled. That couldn’t have been the only photo.

(read on ao3)

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Bringing this back bc of Ferdie's new role in Reacher ✨️✨️

Dreamling Spy AU: Quartermaster!Dream & Agent!Hob

[insert "Dream being very good at handling Hob's gun" joke here]

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Morpheus gave them a little wave in return. He started to turn, then remembered something. “Hob.” “Hm?” Morpheus reached for the leaf in Hob’s hair, allowing his fingers to linger a bit. Then he pulled back, and held the leaf in front of Hob’s face. “Oh,” Hob said, cheeks rivaling the crimson leaf, “thanks mate.”

Chapter 8 of good times for a change by @wizardofgoodfortune

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Morpheus gave them a little wave in return. He started to turn, then remembered something. “Hob.” “Hm?” Morpheus reached for the leaf in Hob’s hair, allowing his fingers to linger a bit. Then he pulled back, and held the leaf in front of Hob’s face. “Oh,” Hob said, cheeks rivaling the crimson leaf, “thanks mate.”

Chapter 8 of good times for a change by @wizardofgoodfortune

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Rating: Mature Chapter: 9/?  Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Slow Burn, Single Parents, POV Alternating, Dream is a sculptor, Grief/Mourning, Hallucinations, Hurt/Comfort, Bullying, Descriptions of Violence, Smoking, Drinking

Hob could only laugh in disbelief. “I don’t suppose I have a choice?”

Morpheus’s busy hands stilled. “Of course you do. If you are uncomfortable with the arrangement, we do not have to proceed.”

Hob stared at him for a few seconds, then sighed as he ran his hand through his hair. “No, I already agreed to it. It’s just that—I haven’t really…” been naked in front of anyone in a long, long time. I haven’t worked on myself at all. In fact, I’ve let go of myself a lot. And I’m not sure I want you to see that.

“You do not have to be fully naked,” Morpheus offered. “You can keep your underwear on.”

Hob sighed again.

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Morpheus gave them a little wave in return. He started to turn, then remembered something. “Hob.” “Hm?” Morpheus reached for the leaf in Hob’s hair, allowing his fingers to linger a bit. Then he pulled back, and held the leaf in front of Hob’s face. “Oh,” Hob said, cheeks rivaling the crimson leaf, “thanks mate.”

Chapter 8 of good times for a change by @wizardofgoodfortune

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Morpheus gave them a little wave in return. He started to turn, then remembered something. “Hob.” “Hm?” Morpheus reached for the leaf in Hob’s hair, allowing his fingers to linger a bit. Then he pulled back, and held the leaf in front of Hob’s face. “Oh,” Hob said, cheeks rivaling the crimson leaf, “thanks mate.”

Chapter 8 of good times for a change by @wizardofgoodfortune