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[lilbittymonster]

🎁

A gift from Hraesvelgr himself, to be treasured and revered

Thanks for the ask @catscratching!

Screenshot Prompts

[tylerglpns]

“I think back to when life was good, I was content... but it's been so many years... I can't remember how it feels...”

[phoebe-of-ivalice]

Sensory Prompts - Green wine bottles

Sunlight gently leaks into a darkened inn room. It grows longer as the hour goes by, reflecting off the verdant colored glass of the wine bottles on the floor. Each one is empty, some gathering a thin layer of dust as time marches forward. A twinkle of color splashes across the hard wood, playfully climbing the bedside and ending perfectly on the sleeping face of a nearby Viera.

Heavy lids lift unwillingly, greeted by the brilliant reflections of too many evening here by herself. A soft groan escapes her lips and her brows knit together in frustration. She always preferred her dreams to the harsh realities she would have to face. She stumbles out of the bed, feet knocking the glass bottles over as she sways on unbalanced legs. She reluctantly peels back the curtain, peering past the grime and frost covered panes into the lanes of Ishgard below.

She shivers as morning chill brushes across her bare arms and wraps them tightly around her body. A dull ache pulses in the back of her head and a hiss escapes between her lips. She wasn’t ready to face it all yet, to face them. She had done her part, put on the stoic face of the hero they expected her to be. Here where only the reflection in the mirror could place judgment, she could let go and be vulnerable.

The scowl on her face softens as she watches a couple on their way to the Jeweled Crozier. They smile and laugh at some exchange, leaving a sharp tug on her heartstrings. Bittersweet memories well up inside as she reminds herself she does this for them... for all the people of Eorzea.

And what have any of them ever done for you? How much more will you let them take? The small voice from the darkest realms of her mind calls to her, its cold fingers taking its grasp once again around her heart. Guilt comes flooding in behind the anger and she yanks the drapes shut. She reaches for a bottle standing on the desk, the wax seal quickly removed by the dagger laying nearby. No, today was not the day she would face the world without him. Perhaps tomorrow she will have the strength to place the hero's mask back on... but not today.

@catscratching thank you for the prompt! This one always reminded me of the wine bottles scattered all over the inn room in Ishgard. I personally headcanon that Phoebe had an extremely difficult time with the events in Ul'dah and losing Haurchefant but never felt she could grieve openly. It also ties in well with the dark knight questline. Hope you enjoy and thanks again!!!

If anyone would like to send in a prompt, find the rest of the prompt list HERE!

[epresley]

elvis, birds, and freedom

original elvis movie script ~ baz luhrmann // i want to be free ~ elvis, jailhouse rock // sympathy ~ paul laurence dunbar // original elvis movie script // sympathy // original elvis movie script

[drmshope]

It's Okay (It's Alright)

•••

"It was just a nightmare."

"About what?"

Dream swallows, opens his mouth, closes it.

(warnings; death mention)

(/dsmp rp)

(read on ao3)

•••

Tommy wasn't sure what woke him up, if it was the strange new environment, or the bed hes never slept in before until he heard a sharp intake of breath to his left and he realized it was Dream, his new friend.

He turns his head to look at the other, asleep in his own bed, trying to figure out if he's having a nightmare or just snoring fucking weirdly, when Dream shoots up, his hand pressed to his heart and green eyes, that almost look radioactive in the dark, blown wide. He startles Tommy badly enough that he jumps in response and then rolls his eyes at his own reaction, taking a deep breath in and out before speaking:

"Are you good big man?" Dream's head snaps up, fast enough that Tommy's surprised he didn't break his neck, like he'd forgotten that there was another person sharing the base which Tommy takes great offense to, because how could he ever be forgettable, before Dream sighs and shakes his head.

"Fine— I'm fine." He replies, voice scratchy and raw and Tommy simply doesn't believe him.

"You didn't look fine."

"It was just a nightmare."

"About what?"

Dream swallows, opens his mouth, closes it, swallows again and Tommy starts to speak, starts to take the question back but he responds before he can.

"It was about... death, I think, or the ability to cheat it? That- that part wasn't clear but, there was a book, or something, papers." Tommy waits for Dream to continue and when he doesn't asks, soft and interested:

"Papers?"

"Of... writing, it- it wasn't understandable, it was like gibberish or something but it made sense to me, in the dream-"

"Ha, dream." Tommy says before he can stop himself and Dream snorts, rolling his eyes.

"-like I was saying, it made sense to me in the dream at least, I can't make heads or tails of it now though."

"Well, that's normal innit? Writing in dreams being all fuckin' wibbly wobbly and shit and then like making perfect sense while you're dreaming but not when you're awake."

"Yeah, I guess..."

"Anything else?"

"Um.. I mean, there was like, a person, and-" Dream chokes on seemingly nothing and coughs so hard and for so long that Tommys afraid he's going to cough up a lung for a moment before he swallows and whispers "Ow."

Tommy bursts out laughing, which makes dream glare at him, "Sorry- I'm sorry-" he says in between chuckles, "Sorry. That was just, funny as hell man, are you sure you don't have like fuckin' asthma or something?"

"I don't know, maybe, thanks for laughing at my misery though."

"You're welcome big D!" And he has no idea where that came from, but it's funny and Dream wheezes at him for the first time since he had his nightmare so he counts it as a win, "Also, you never finished your sentence."

"Oh." Dream says and his tone tells him that he knows that and probably didn't want to, "I was going to say that I felt like I knew them, like really, really knew them, I don't know, it sounds stupid probably, but, yeah.

"I mean... I don't think it sounds stupid Dream, hey! Maybe that persons like your soulmate or something and thats the first time you've ever seen them!!"

"I don't think so, like, we were close, or it felt like it in the dream I guess, but it didn't feel like we were soulmates or something like that, it felt kind of like we had fallen into each other because of something tragic..."

"Like... to fix it? The tragic thing i mean."

"I don't know, maybe." Dream replies, and he's started drawing little shapes into his bed sheet, eyes unfocused.

"Okay, well, did anything else happen or was it just boring as hell." He teases because he's growing very uncomfortable.

"Hey! It wasn't-" Dream cuts himself off, biting his lip.

"It wasn't?" Tommy asks jokingly and frowns when Dream doesn't respond.

"I... died, I think— in the dream I mean."

"Oh."

"It was painful, and they, the blond person whoever they were, did it... but I think I wanted it."

Tommy blinks, "Okay big man i think thats enough of whatever— stuff you're taking." Dream looks at him unimpressed and he sticks out his tongue in response, which somehow manages to make Dream look even more unimpressed.

"You're terrible."

"I'm hilarious actually!"

"Says who?"

"Your mom."

"Really Tommy?"

"What!? That was funny!" Dream shakes his head, "It was!" He shakes his head again but this time Tommy can see him trying to fight a smile.

"It really wasn't."

"Oh fuck off, whatever, just, lets go back to sleep, its still late as hell to be up." Dream nods, but doesn't lay back down, and Tommy realizes belatedly that he never stopped clutching at his chest, "Were you okay in the dream, after you died, I mean?"

"What kind of question is that?! I died!"

"Well yeah but, you said something about cheating death, or whatever."

"I mean... I don't know, I woke up after- after the sword... yeah."

"Oh. well, you're alright, you're still alive."

"You're really bad at this whole comforting people thing aren't you."

"Shut up! I'm amazing at this actually." Dream raises his eyebrow at him and he scoffs before sighing, "Yeah, no I'm not great at this, but I made you laugh so that counts for, something right?"

"Yeah- you're right, thanks Tommy, even if you're annoying."

"Hey! I'm not fucking annoying you green— bitch." It's supposed to be insulting but with how quietly he says the last word it just sounds, sad. Dream to his credit ignores this.

"Yeah, yeah whatever, we need to go to bed, it's almost sunrise."

"How do you even know that?" Dream points at a clock that Tommy does not remember putting up, "When the hell did that get there? Did you do that?"

"Yeah... it felt, right, or something."

"Weirdo."

"Hey!"

"It's true, anyway, why sleep now when we can just get up and do things earlier."

"Tommy theres still mobs outside."

"And?"

Dream sputters, "What do you mean and? They could kill us!"

"Not if we're better than them at everything."

"I- what- ugh fine, fine. But stay close to me, and for the love of god dont run off like yesterday." He says, pulling the covers off of his legs and swinging them over the side of the bed and Tommy sees this as an absolute win.

"There was a spider!"

"Yes, that you ran after, and decided to name Shroud for some reason, and then you started crying when it left."

"I wanted it! And I had thought we had a special bond!" He yells, standing up out of his bed and stretching.

"Tommy you were basically harassing it you're lucky it didn't get annoyed and try to kill you."

"Oh fuck off."

"Plus there's other mobs that aren't hostile that you can have."

"Oh but, none of those ones are interesting."

"Hey! Cats are interesting!"

"Cats? Really big man?"

"Oh shut up!" Dream shouts, and then throws an axe at his feet and in the dark for just a second it looks almost purple, though it's definitely not because it's stone not netherite.

"Whatever, why not choose a cooler animal, like a fucking cow or something."

"A... cow?"

"Yeah!" Dream stares at him for a moment before shaking his head, "What!? Cows are awesome!"

"Uh-huh." He responds absent-mindedly, seemingly paying very little attention to Tommy as he crouches down and starts rummaging through a chest.

"Whats so fuckin' interesting in that chest that you aren't listening to me about how cool and awesome cows are?" Dream doesn't answer him but he does pull out to leads, smiling softly at him.

"We can go get a cat, and a cow." Tommy blinks and then smiles so wide his cheeks hurt, running over to Dream and hugging him before he really registers what he's doing. Dream freezes in his grip and Tommy almost pulls away, but then he relaxes head resting on his shoulder and he smiles, patting the other on the back before pulling back.

"Lets go get those mobs big man."

Dream laughs, "Okay Tommy. Let's go get those mobs." Tommy pulls them both off the floor and toward the door, stopping only for Dream to grab his weird mask.

"What are you going to name your cat?"

"...Hope." Dream whispers softly as he hooks the mask over his face.

"That's a shit name."

"What the hell! Okay fine, what would you name a cat?"

"Pussyboy."

"What?!" Dream shouts as Tommy opens the door, voice echoing off the trees, "You're so weird."

"I'm not weird! I'm fuckin' awesome actually!"

"Uh-huh, please tell me you aren't going to name your cow like, bitch or something."

"I would never insult a cow like that."

"Well then what are you going to name it?"

"I don't know yet... maybe... wait I know! Henry!"

"Henry? Really?"

"What? It's better than Hope."

"How dare you, Hope is a great name."

"If you think so big man."

"Whatever- hey look over there!" Dreams points at the top of a hill and Tommy's eyes widen when he sees what's up there

"Cows!!" He shouts, running off and leaving Dream in the dust and he hears him chuckle behind him.

"Wait for me!"

"Hurry up!" He calls behind him, almost tripping over himself with a laugh.

[i-make-fun-of-spn-characters]

That's just Team Free Will babeyy

[scoobyhubby]

Tuck in a scene from the CAT CLIPS episode BULLY OF THE BULGE on the ScoobyHubby channel.

Watch the video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tDUbPDeG0Aw

#adorable #Cute #catlover #catoftheday #catclips #CatsofTwitter #CatsofInstagram #Thursday

[waterghostype]

haterposting again

[raining-dreams]

Best Underrated Shows

Saving Me 

Saving Me is about a lonely old guy who invents a time machine so he can go back to his child self and fix all his past mistakes. I learned about this show from this video titled Watch THIS instead of Hailey's On It by M!n!mal M!ss Art. Despite this video, I was still very excited to watch Hailey's On It. It seemed like a story with a cool premise and cute art style (and ultimately I do really like the show) But Hailey's On It wasn't gonna be out for weeks when I came across this video and this video really sold me on giving Saving Me a try. I never would have even heard of this show without that youtube video which would have been a real shame because Saving Me is fantastic! I hope this show reaches more people and I'm dying for a season 3!!!!!

House of Anubis

Mystery is my favorite genre and House of Anubis is chuck full of it. I used to be obsessed with this show back in high school. I had so much fun coming up with theories and live-blogging my thoughts and opinions about each new episode. Some of the acting & dialogue could be a little cringe sometimes but the story is just so good that it doesn't matter. I've heard that Het Huis Anubis (the Dutch version of the show that House of Anubis is based on) is even better, though I haven't gotten around to watching it yet.

Over the Garden Wall

Those of us who have seen Over the Garden Wall seem to agree that this show is amazing! Which makes it feel a little weird to call it underrated. But it seems like so few people have actually seen it. Maybe because it was a mini series, it couldn't reach the same level of popularity as other shows of similar quality. If you like Gravity Falls, you'll likely enjoy Over the Garden Wall as well. (Wirt is even voiced by the same guy who voiced Dipper!) I would highly recommend anyone that hasn't seen it already.

Dead End: Paranormal Park

I feel like it's pretty rare for animated series to exist in the horror genre for some reason. It truly is an untapped market. But if you love horror and animation, Dead End is the show for you! (Of course it's kid friendly horror since the target audience is children) The two main characters, Barney and Norma get jobs at a haunted park and work together to fight ghosts and demons. Dead End has a super cute animation style, in my opinion, and a very diverse set of characters. I encourage everyone to watch it!

Just Add Magic

Just Add Magic is based on a children's book by the same name. It's a show about three girls who love to cook and basically discover that they can use cooking to do magic. It's a pretty interesting take on how magic works in their universe. It's very fun to watch. All of the actors are also so talented! And one of those actors is Zach Callison (the voice of Steven Universe)!

The friendship between the trio is awe-inspiring! They have so much chemistry. It's a pretty fun watch.

The Last Kids On Earth

Based on a comic of the same name, this show is about a group of kids who have to survive on their own when a zombie apocalypse breaks out. And other various creatures start to threaten them (or even become their allies) It's basically a cute found family story. The premise is pretty simplistic but that's what I love about it. The animation style of The Last Kids On Earth is so beautiful as well!

I'm still waiting for a season 3!!!!!

Code Lyoko

I remember as a kid being aware of this show and thinking it looked kind of interesting (and I always loved the theme song!!) but I never ended up watching it back then because I let peer pressure get the better of me. I remember I met someone who brought up how much they loved the show. When I heard them express that interest, I was at first excited to ask them more but before I had the chance, everyone else started making fun of him for liking Code Lyoko.

I guess it was like the nerd show or something? I don't really know why it was considered cringe to like Code Lyoko but upon seeing my peers act this way, I decided I can't like Code Lyoko if I want to fit in. So, I avoided watching it. But earlier this year, when I was flipping through channels, they were showing old episodes of Code Lyoko! I was intrigued since I remembered it from childhood and thought I'd actually give it a chance this time. And it's actually a pretty good show! It can be slow at times but overall I enjoy it.

If you're like me and avoided watching this back then due to peer pressure, I highly recommend leaving that in the past and just letting yourself enjoy this show!!

Slugterra

Slugterra is honestly pretty similar to Pokemon, except it's slugs! And the entire series takes place underground. Basically, there's a whole underground world called Slugterra, home to slugs, trolls, moles, etc. And all the slugs have cool powers so the people collect & befriend slugs so they can use them as weapons ("slugslinging"). If you like Pokemon, you're sure to like Slugterra!

Detentionaire

I discovered Detentionaire randomly while I was searching through Amazon's library of cartoons. I was looking for a new show to watch and just stumbled upon this one. It looked pretty interesting and I was surprised to see it was a show from 2011. I don't know how I missed this show back then. Idk if maybe it only aired in Canada or something? (cuz it's a Canadian show) But anyways, Detentionaire is such an intriguing show where the main character, Lee, discovers some grand conspiracy and has to try to expose it to prove his innocence so he can get out of detention. It's such an interesting concept. And, as I mentioned earlier, mystery is my favor genre, so I had a lot of fun with this one.

The only problem though is, of course, it ends on a cliffhanger. The show got canceled before they had the chance to conclude the story in a satisfying way (or any type of way) so watch at your own risk.

Catscratch

I honestly don't even remember what this show was about but I do remember enjoying this show and being excited when I saw a new episode was out. I remember thinking it was so funny. I just don't think enough people know about this show.

[welcomehomeincorrectquotes]

Poppy: *watching the chaos through her window* How do Barnaby, Julie and Wally usually get out of these messes?

Frank: *tired* They don't. They just make a bigger mess that cancels the first one out.

[lilbittymonster]

👻- does my muse believe in ghosts?

Oh for sure. Between the Dusk Vigil and the aetherial sea and the random bogys around Eorzea and the Sirensong Sea and the shades on the moon.......yeah she believes in ghosts, alright.

Thanks for the ask @catscratching!

Headcanon Asks

[tylerglpns]

cat | any prns

weyler + tyler centric

no discourse | tw tag; (insert thing) tw

fanfiction + gifs (sometimes)

[loveaquariuslove]

2007 mcdonalds

[epresley]

and they’ll tell you now, you’re the lucky one, yeah, they’ll tell you now, you’re the lucky one...

[drmshope]

Petals Surrounding Us In Every Shade Of Pink

•••

(read on ao3 here)

(warnings: none just fluff also this is pre-canon)

(this is a gift for @lore-zone for the @dreblrtine-gift-exchange, happy late late vday (also i'm so sorry this was so late wow))

(/dsmp rp)

George wasn't really sure what Dream had planned, nor why it had to happen in the middle of the night, but he couldn't deny that he was sort of excited. He usually hates surprises but it's Dream, so he's let him dance around him and hide things from him, and now they're here, George following some cords that Dream had hastily written down on a piece of paper, holding a shoddily made torch, and the man in question nowhere to be found.

He stops at the exact coordinates that Dream's provided, frowning when he finds that nothing is out of the ordinary, it's a simple forest biome, and Dream certainly isn't there, so he's not sure why the cords lead here, until he sees the petals on the ground, obviously from a daisy, because Dream's sentimental like that. George follows them, smiling softly at the ground as he does, he's careful not to step on any of the petals as he walks, focusing on side-stepping them or just stepping over them if he can, he's so focused on that in fact he doesn't realize that he's where he's supposed to be until he bumps into Dream with a small oof, rolling his eyes when the other grabs at his shoulders immediately to steady him, as if he can't stand himself.

"George!" Dream says, smiling widely and George is happy to see that his mask is clipped to his belt and not on his face because otherwise, he wouldn't be able to see the way the others eyes crinkle and glint in the sun when he smiles.

"Hi, Dream."

"You made it,"

"Of course I made it, I can read cords you know, I'm not an idiot."

"I never said you were!" Dream defends raising his hands in surrender and George laughs, "Anyway, let's go."

"Go where?"

"It's a surpriseeee!" Dream sing songs before grabbing George's wrist to drag him along, and for once George lets him, far too interested in this surprise, to really bother digging his feet into the dirt and complaining that he can walk himself just fine.

•••

They stop just before an entrance to a glade and George tries in vain to peek around Dream's tall form to see what's resting in said clearing, only able to catch glimpses of pink from behind him, though with how dark it is, it's hard to really tell. Dream places the torch he'd stolen from him not long into their walk, claiming he wasn't holding it the right way, onto the ground and starts to drag George into the clearing, which of course is confusing because the glade is as pitch black as the rest of the forest, but then Dream tells him to wait right there and drops his hand, walking off to what George presumes is the edge of the clearing and he hears the distinct sound of Redstone being activated and suddenly the entire place lights up, circular fairy lights illuminating the clearing which was full of pink sakura trees, something George had never seen and only ever heard of.

"Holy shit..." He whispers, in awe, as he watches pink flowers float down from the branches, and Dream giggles.

"It's really pretty isn't it?" George nods, turning to look at him, smiling when he sees him standing there, illuminated by fairy lights and flowers floating to the ground around him, "What?" Dream asks, pink tinting his cheeks and George shakes his head.

"Nothing, you're right though, this is all really pretty." He responds, keeping his gaze on the other, and he smirks when Dream rolls his eyes.

"Oh, stop it!"

"Stop what? I'm just saying how beautiful the scenery is." He snickers, looking away from Dream for a moment to actually admire said scenery, meaning he doesn't see the other thinking about what to do to get back at him, nor does he see what he decides to do, until of course, he feels the other's body ram into him causing him to shout in surprise, shocked shouts echoing off the trees as he's pushed to the ground. George sits there for a moment, eyes wide in surprise before Dream lands right next to him, giggling like a maniac, and he snaps back to reality, immediately sitting up to scold the other. "I can't believe you just pushed me!"

"You- deserved i- it!" He gets out between laughter and George grabs a handful of sakura blooms, throwing them at his face and watching with unrestrained glee as he bats them away, spitting out the few that managed to get into his mouth, "George- Oh my god!" He shouts, pulling a flower out of his hair and George just laughs, "I hate you."

"No you don't."

"I do actually."

"Well why'd you lead me here then, on y'know Valentine's day?"

"To kill you, obviously."

"Oh, obviously." Dream rolls his eyes in response and sits up all the way, leaning back on his hands. He tilts his head up to the sky, closing his eyes and just feeling the environment of the biome, something he's always done, but likes to do a lot more now that he has his own server, George loves it.

"You're staring at me, again." Dream murmurs head still tilted up to the sky, and George ducks his head, embarrassed to be caught, "I didn't say you had to stop." He sounds disgruntled, like George admiring him was the best part of his day and he stifles a giggle before giving the other what he wants and looking at him again, having to bite his lip to stifle another giggle when the other smiles and tilts his head back even more.

"You're so silly." George says, and Dream snorts, dipping his head down to cover his mouth with his hand, "What- you are!"

"Nothing- I just, it was, you just said it so— funny." He furrows his brows, thoroughly confused and Dream waves him off with one hand, still stifling his laughter with the other one.

"You- whatever." George huffs, falling backward into the green and pink swirl of the clearing floor, which only makes Dream laugh harder. He watches him giggle into his hand, head tipping back slightly and eyes crinkling at the corners, for a moment before he looks up at the night sky, shining stars dancing above the glade and he smiles, thinking the stars remind him a lot of Dream. He gasps, sitting straight up when Dream lands next to him with a grunt, startling him out of his reverie, and the other giggles.

"Did I startle you?"

"Yes, asshole." He responds, grabbing a hand full of flowers and Dream sits up, raising his hands in surrender.

"No, no, not again!" He shouts, and George snorts but drops the cherry blossoms back onto the ground, rolling his eyes when Dream visibly relaxes and lays back down, though he's not far behind him, settling back into the flower-covered grass.

They lay there for a while in silence, just admiring the scenery and the moonlit sky before George breaks the carefully crafted calm that enveloped them.

"How long did it take you to find this place? It's pretty far from the Community House."

"Oh- well..." Dream trails off and George raises a brow, "I kind of, didn't um, find it, I... made it." George blinks, then sits straight up, eyes wide and the other has the decency to look sheepish.

"Dream- trying to create a biome you've only ever seen in pictures and heard of in books is dangerous! You know that- you could've hurt-"

"Well, I didn't!" Dream sits up too, raising his voice slightly, "And it's just a little clearing, it's not like I made a whole biome!"

"Dream-"

"It's fine, George, I'm fine and it's, really pretty isn't it? I just... wanted to do something special for you." George bites his lip before sighing and Dream smiles softly at him, eyes gentle.

"Well... thank you," He decides to say, after a while of thinking about how to respond, "But, don't do this type of thing again, I don't want to see you hurt." George whispers the last part, but Dream hears him anyway and nods, they both remember how sick he got after he first made this server, pushing himself way beyond his own limits.

"Of course, whatever you want." He responds and George rolls his eyes, despite the fact that he actually finds that really sweet, "I mean it, you know, whatever you want." Dream says again when he realizes George doesn't believe him.

"Get me four stacks of diamonds then." He jokes, laying back down before looking over at Dream again, freezing at the look on his face, "Dream- no, I was joking, don't you dare try to get me four stacks of diamonds- I swear to-!" Dream wheezes, falling back into the grass and George smacks him once he realizes what just happened, "That wasn't funny- you can't joke about that type of thing."

"I can't- I can't believe you thought I was actually going to get you four stacks of diamonds!!"

"You-" George sighs, cutting himself off, "What are we sitting in right now?"

"A clearing?"

"A clearing that you...?"

"Made?"

"For?"

"You?... Oh."

"Uh-huh, so was it that outrageous for me to think you would actually get me four stacks of diamonds, just because I asked?"

"No, I guess not." Dream mutters, obviously embarrassed and George snorts but doesn't say anything, relaxing back into the grass and flowers under him and closing his eyes, "But still," He starts, "Four stacks of diamonds?"

"What- it was the only thing I could think of!"

"I go, "Oh, anything you want Georgie!" and the only thing you could think of was diamonds? Really?"

"Shut up-" He rolls over onto his side, freezing when he comes face to face with Dream, not realizing that the other had laid back down as well.

"Hi." Dream says, giggling.

"Hi." He whispers back, mouth dry.

"Fancy seeing you here." He jokes, not noticing the tension in George's jaw, or how wide his eyes are until he doesn't respond to his joke, not even physically, rolling his eyes or swatting at him like he usually would, "George?" Dream questions, concerned, and a little bit anxious, "Whats-"

"Why... did you invite me out here?" He asks and Dream furrows his brows, looking at him like he's being silly, and maybe he is, but maybe he isn't.

"To, hang out with you, and show you this clearing? Why are you-"

"I mean," George cuts him off, "why did you invite me... to hang out, in this clearing you made, for me, on... Valentine's day?" Dream freezes in place, eyes wide with, something and he almost regrets asking, almost, but he wants to know if this is what he thinks it is, or if he shouldn't be getting his hopes up like this.

"I..." He starts and then stops, looking away from George in an effort to try to figure out what to say, or how to say it. "Okay, this is, much harder than I thought it would be. Uhm-"

"You-"

"No, let me, think." Dream sighs, "Uh- I, didn't just invite you to hang out, you're right, I... well, I guess I was trying to woo you, and I guess this is kind of supposed to be, like a date..." George stares at him, watching his face as he struggles with his words, heart beating rapidly, waiting anxiously, "And.. I'm like, kind of in love with you, or something." 

There's a beat of silence and Dream closes his eyes, waiting to be rejected, but then he feels arms envelop him and he opens them, eyes widening when he finds that George is hugging him, face buried in his neck and hair tickling his chin.

"George?" He whispers, afraid to break whatever this is and he giggles when he feels the other's breath on his skin, lips forming words against his neck, "I can't hear you," George sits up, reluctantly pulling himself away from Dream.

"I said, I.. love you too." He mumbles cheeks tinted pink and he scrunches his face up when Dream squeals, tackling him into a hug.

"You mean it?" Dream asks, staring down at him and George rolls his eyes, wrapping his hands around his neck before pulling him down. They stare at each other for a moment, noses touching, before his eyes flick down and then back up to Dream's, and the other nods, answering his unspoken question, then their lips meet as George pulls him down further, and it feels like heaven despite the fact that it only lasts for a few glorious seconds.

"What do you think?" George asks, once they pull away and Dream giggles, leaning down until their foreheads touch, "Well?"

"I think you do." He answers, breath tickling his face.

"Good job, you deserve a gold star or something for figuring that out Sherlock." George teases and Dream rolls his eyes.

"Oh shut up." Dream responds, before laying his head down on his chest, smiling softly when he realizes he can hear the other's heartbeat.

"What?" 

"I can hear your heart."

"What's it saying?"

"That you're in love with me." Dream jokes and George giggles.

"What's yours say then?"

"That... I'm in love with you too, obviously."

"Obviously." They both giggle at that before letting their conversation transition into silence, just listening to the night breeze weave its way through the grass and tree branches, and it's not long before both of them drift off to sleep, cocooned in a warm blanket of each other's love.