#dream has a splash in my brain 😭

[youcantstandit]

perfection.

rays of sunlight drifted through your window and placed themselves across his features in such a mesmerizing way, one would think the sun shone just for him. his eyes were glittering as he looked up, hair sprawled amongst the plush of your thighs, and he let out a sigh of bliss.

nothing can stop the purity of the moment, then you lean down. soft sparks set off as softer lips shift euphorically. the universe must have smiled upon you to grace such a perfect moment.

"you are everything i want in life," his eyes are closed as he declares this in nothing more than a whisper. tingles on your back break out as the weight of his hand smoothes skin within his reach. fingers slowly sift through his hair in appreciation whilst a wave of warmth spreads from your chest at such a claim.

"if i had the world, i would give it to you." the truth which always lay at the tip of your tongue flowed off and into the air.

he smiled in response, "by having you, i have the world already."

[the-kr8tor]

Hello, I've been trying to reach you about your cars extended warranty:)

(Requesting Reverse Isekai AU thingy please^^)

I don't even have a car 😭 (thank you for requesting muah 😘)

Pairing: Hobie Brown x fem! Reader/ Spider-Punk x fem! Reader

Word count: 1.1k

Tags: No use of Y/N, no specific physical description of the reader, lovestruck reader, reverse isekai AU, fluff.

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One minute you're mindlessly scrolling through your phone with your headphones blaring loud music, a minute later you're screaming bloody murder when a geometric glowing portal pops up in your room. It made everything in the room glow orange and yellow as confusion and surprise took over your form.

Are you getting abducted by aliens? Are you in an episode of Rick and Morty? If so, then multiverses are real, it's either that or the mold from your numerous stock water bottles has finally gotten to your brain.

A half second into your contemplation, out comes a man that you're oh so familiar with and oh so smitten with. His boots thump loudly on your floors, spikes glimmering under the red LED lights. The whites of his mask widen when he spots you cowering in the corner, darkness overtakes you when his oh so familiar voice echoes above the whir of the portal.

“This ain't 1346.” You fall off the bed like a damsel in distress.

—

You wake up to water gently splashing your face, flicking more like. And your head aching, eyes adjusting to the sudden light.

“Fuckin' finally, I thought you were dead.” A garbled voice utters as your ears try to waken up from your deep nap. “You alright there?” His voice clears and you still think you're dreaming when Hobie Brown's mask pops up in your vision, droopy eyeliner, spikes and all that jazz that you've practically memorized in your mind.

You thought your poster has once again fallen off the walls and onto your bed. But no, when you touched his bicep abruptly, eyes as wide as saucers, lips stuttering out his name. Your favourite character is real and right in your bedroom, flicking water from one of your numerous discarded water bottles on your bedside.

Even your wildest imagination couldn't make this up.

“You're Hobie Brown.” You say in disbelief, voice just above a whisper.

“Yeah, I figured you know me based on all of these…” he roams his eyes on your walls and table. “...posters and stickers. What am I over here? A rockstar or somethin’? Since you know my name.”

“You're Hobie motherfucking Brown!” You screech, suddenly jumping off the bed, looking like someone just told you Santa isn't real.

“That I am.” Said man has the audacity to smirk at you. And you swear you would have fainted again. “You a big fan?”

“I love you.” Your voice merely a murmur but he for sure heard it as the eyes of his mask widened for a brief second.

“I think it's time for us to chat, yeah, love?”

“L-love? Fucking…” voice wavering, you drop once again, but this time he catches you perfectly without the motion sickness from traveling to one dimension after another.

Hobie chuckles, eyes staring at your sleeping face, mouth still agape from the surprise and skin hot under his gloves. “Never thought someone could faint twice in one day.”

—

There's a glass of cold water in your hands, legs nervously bouncing under the blanket. He sits at the foot of your bed, giving you enough space so as to not make you uncomfortable in your own home, and to also not make you pass out (again) from the close proximity. His iconic boots are discarded, vest folded next to him, and mask in his pocket. You almost fainted again when he took it off.

“So, this Miles from earth–1610 is gonna get chased by Miguel and the entire society because he doesn't want his canon event to happen?” You nod as he recalls your story. Not a story anymore as this Hobie hasn't experienced it yet. Of course you didn't tell him the entire plot, just in case it rips a hole in the space time continuum. “And a few people are gonna need a watch?”

You sniffle, skin so warm that you think you're boiling the water in your hands.

“Hmm, that checks out. Good thing I started making these watches then eh, love?” His mischievous smile makes your stomach do flips, you're sure he's doing it intentionally.

Pinching yourself under the covers, chugging down the cool water, you muster up enough courage to actually speak coherent words.

“H-how’d you get here?”

“Fucked up my coordinates, I think. I'm pretty sure I'm not in Kansas anymore.” Hobie chuckles at his own joke before switching his attention to your wide eyed self. “Wizard of oz, you do have that here, right?”

“Y-yes,” you say meekly, drowning in his blue? Grey? Or brown eyes? You have no idea as his borders and colors change every minute or so. Nevertheless, you're absolutely done for. You guess this is what it feels like to meet your favourite celebrity, or in this case, favourite character. “Reverse isekai.” You whisper, nerding out at the possibilities.

“A what?” He says in his accent and you tamp down the feeling of wanting to say it back jokingly.

You clear your throat, “nothing.”

Nodding, he inhales, eyes darting around your fangirl room full of fandom merch and of course spiderverse merch. He zeroes in on the body pillow peeking under the blanket. You immediately lift the covers up to hide it, accidentally spilling water all over yourself and the bed. *Great, very smooth, you thought.

His eyes are soft and full of endearment whilst he watches you frantically and desperately dry yourself off.

You hope that he doesn't tease, but you know him, know his character, so you anticipate what happens next.

“What was that then?” He pats your foot, head tilting to look at you. You feel your head swirl again, and you swear the water spilled all over you evaporates from the sheer heat from your skin.

“N-nothing, Hobie.” You sink into the mattress.

“Right,” He unfolds his vest, putting it back on. “It's been great, but I gotta go.”

“Oh,” you blink, “do you want me to take out the posters? I'm sorry for making you uncomfortable.”

He shakes his head with a smile. “Nah, not uncomfortable, I've been in worse dimensions. This ain't that bad really.”

“They're bootlegs if that makes it more okay.”

Hobie laughs and you practically melt from the sound.

“Bootleg, huh? That's a great name, project bootleg it is.” His smile blinds you for a second. You feel like you've ascended to heaven. “I have a tight schedule, being Spider-Man and all, but maybe I can visit again to get some insider knowledge of the future. Eh, Oracle?”

“S-sure,” you choke on the singular word. “It's a date— wait– no, I meant—”

Hobie chuckles, hands on his hips, bouncing on the balls of his boot clad feet, and border turning bright pink. For some reason, in all your clumsy and goofy self, you just made *the Spider-Man sheepish. Not just any Spider-Man, Hobie Brown, your absolute favourite out of all the thousands of Spider-people in the entire multiverse.

“It's a date then, no fainting next time yeah? I'll still catch you anyway, but it wouldn't be that fun if you're sleeping through it.”

“Okay.” You manage to say, heart loudly beating in your chest when his art style changes into love poems etched into his design.

He jumps inside the portal to hide the poems, winking at you before his body disappears into the void.

As the portal closes, you pass out once again, with a lopsided smile this time.

[twottie-m8]

Hello! I’ve been trying to remember to send you a little message for weeks now, but I somehow keep forgetting. Today I went: now’s the time and I’m not doing anything else until I’m done! Anyhow, one of the main reasons I’ve been having such a hard time writing this, is that I’ve attempted to express my feelings for your art in words a couple times and they haven’t felt complete, somehow. 🤔 But now, I’ve decided this will have to be good enough!

About your Dream’s Birthday Party comic, my goodness, there is so much sweetness and loveliness poured into it. It was an absolute pleasure to read and wait for, and, although you say the ending was somewhat predictable, I was FLOORED when Dream pulled the engagement ring out. I felt like sobbing in a most positive way. 🥹💕 Everything about it was so funny and charming! The characterisation, Hob’s inherent sillines, the splash of colours from Delirium’s wrapping, the FERRET CUDDLING INTO DREAM, DREAM’S LITTLE “Oh!”, HOB CATCHING DREAM MIDAIR—IT’S GOOD, IT’S SOSOSO GOOD. 😭

I am, especially, madly in love with your Hob and Dream dynamic. It’s, hands down, one of my favourites. Dream constantly feels like a princess whose knight in shining armour has finally showed up and carried her to her castle with love and strength. He is… so soft and touch starved, I adore him and his expressions… And Hob. He looks so ridiculously whipped for this beautiful creature, he’d do anything for him, and he is so funny and sweet and silly about it. He’s marvellous and they’re adorable together. 😭😭🫶

This got long, I hope you don’t mind! But yeah, I love your dreamling art and hope to talk to you again. Have a fantastic day! 🖤

BRO???

I have never in my life imagined that a spur-of-the-moment comic could touch so many folks' hearts it brings me so much joy to see yall find comfort and entertainment in something I made for shits n giggles off-handedly.

Each detail I established in the comic came to be like this: what's the next part? -> sketch it out thinking of the bigger image -> oh we need to fill in details -> monkey brain says "haha what if we did this" -> then I go "what IF we did?? What is stopping us"

At least for the comic, I had imagined it taking place in a time where dream finds himself happy and content; his family is as made up as they could be, he's got his shit together and an immortal lover so devoted he waited 133 years unsure if dream was ever going to show up in his life again. This had definitely taken a part into how i characterized them for the comic! Think of it as a happy ending au or something lol

(^Although I say this, the setting of the comic can very much be open to interpretation! I would hate to spoil anyone's fun 😊)

My dreamling dynamic I think stems from the fact that I have not read the comics and so I don't really have a complete grasp of how they're supposed to be. Going off of what I've gotten from the show and the fandom, I kinda just went with whatever characterizations I liked. Although I'm typically someone who likes to enjoy consuming content/stories/franchises by starting at the very beginning source material, this has felt quite freeing to essentially just play around with these characters like they're barbie dolls.

I really do feel how far I've come as an artist and storyteller seeing the little kiddie fan I used to be in the people that squeal and cheer for each updated part and/or post, and that now IM the person that kid me would've looked up to online... it just hits a deep part of my heart haha

Thank you so much for the ask! It really means a lot to me 💕

[piosplayhouse]

okok so anti-hero anon here again !! and i think ive come to a theory that to every "anti-hero" character there is a "you're on your own kid" one? anyways moshang w/ mbj as the anti-hero and sqh as the youre on your own kid ... im 90% sure i can write a essay backing this up but some notable lines for sqh are "from sprinkler splashes to fireplace ashes i gave my blood, sweat, and tears for this" "the jokes werent funny, i took the money" (1/2)

AND THEN "picked the petals, he loves me not, something different bloomed, writing in my room i play my songs in the parking lot ill run away" which . HAND WAVING its him your honor!!! also the chorus "you're on your own, kid, you always have been" !! and for mbj its a bit of a stretch but he has the right vibes for it and the "i wake up screaming from dreaming one day, ill watch as youre leaving cause you got tired of my scheming for the last time" part feels a lot like him (2/3)

its midnight where i am rn and my brain is rotting and if i am totally off i wouldn't be surprised at all 😭 hoping that my ramblings are making sense!! (3/3)

HES ON HIS OWN HE ALWAYS HAS BEEN IM GOING TO BITE THROUGH GLASSSSSS

[moonhoures]

hello moonie! i know it’s been a while but i just finished my current semester so i’ve finally got time to login heheh anyways i’m here to share my very recent brainrot that’s been eating up my brain for 3 days but i had to put aside bc of deadlines (ofc it’s kyun related) so 1, i was re-reminded at how strawberry is his fav fruit [https://twitter.com/96x1x26/status/1621118201643020294?s=46&t=7K5GlOWER2OJ1YwGhr2e2g] and 2, [https://twitter.com/everlasting1m/status/1704098850464846198?s=46&t=7K5GlOWER2OJ1YwGhr2e2g] this recent behind look for his photoshoots

ok so idk what to call this a fic idea?? it’s a p specific scenario¿¿ blurb?? in my head, so imagine this: it’s anniversary day, the day has been great, good date, good dinner he gets y a real nice flower bouquet blabla all the love and romance from our resident loverboy. you guys get home, ask him to start a bath for u while u do some light cleaning and put the flowers in a vase and all, but him being him the sweet little romance man he goes over and beyond to somehow find the time to not only set it up w a nice bathbomb, but also rose petals and a candle. kyun even finds the time to wash and prep fresh strawberries in a bowl for you to snack on (gasp how does he do it was it all a big plan??), and he uses this as leverage to allow himself to sit on the floor next to the tub saying he needs to “feed you” or “share it together” but he just wants to spend more quality time w you. so as you’re on your phone or watching a show or reading a book, you miss how he’s looking at you with his starry boba eyes like you’re not real and he’s so in love and this was not in the flow of plans but suddenly he’s just taking whatever was in your hand away, flustered as you watch him step into the bath with you, still clothed as he pulls you in for a kiss. his shirt and pants are wet and it’s sticking to his skin and his slacks look so tight poor loverboy couldn’t wait until after shower time he’s wet whining and begging to let you fuck him in the bathroom so you let him and he’s just extra lovey today constantly professing his love for you and worshipping you like the goddess you are and it’s just so new to you bc he’s usually so dominant you’ve never really seen him so desperate and whiny… and maybe afterwards you bring up how you were gonna show him this new set you planned to wear post shower if he didn’t take you then and there and he gets all pouty asking you for a show and you comply and round 2 that was supposed to be round 1 happens in bed, (but the thing is kyun swore for this years celebration to end in a more domestic and soft fluffy way bc he wanted both of you to relax as you’ve been both busy, so your plan to show up in a set was supposed to be the big surprise, but he ended up winning that game, unintentionally too)

the way my thoughts are so long and detailed but i don’t have the mental capacity nor skill to write a proper piece i can only jot this down as if i’m recalling a very detailed dream i woke up from HSHSDH anyways i did my best to communicate the vibes i was having in my brain thank u for reading til the end if u did… idk why my brain does this but these thoughts usually flash thru my mind in a sequence of still images anyways hope u have a good rest of the week love!!

- 💐

the thought of fully clothed kyun climbing into the bath to make out is something i didn’t know i needed this bad 😭😭😭 that’s so hot??? and he would just be so passionate about it, that’s what’s driving me insane 😵‍💫 like water is def splashing up and out of the tub, he’s got your face cupped in his hands, and you’re gasping in shock but he doesn’t care. he’s using that as a means to run his tongue through your open lips. god i need him so bad 😩❤️‍🩹

[fluffallamaful]

Continuing that earlier ask:

Dream has been tickled into submission by about five very angry server mates hellbent on making sure he isn’t able to so much as lift a finger. He’s dizzy and stuffy-headed, he’s still giggling a bit, at one point he started to straight up sob because of it all, and all in all he’s just wrecked. And so Sam carries him inside and he protests quietly, shakily, but he can’t do anything about it.

All he can think about is what they’re gonna do next. They were fine with treating him like a doll for all that time, but before he inexplicably dropped to the prison floor Quackity and Sam had promised to kill him. And everyone’s been acting so weird, and they just subdued him with tickles of all things, and he doesn’t even have the energy to try and predict what the hell is going to happen next with these people. More tears stream down his face, and he spirals.

And then Sam settles into the nest he’s already set up, and settles him onto his back, upper body looming over him so that they’re nose to nose.

“P…Please,” Dream manages. He has no choice but to throw himself onto their mercy. (He already knows he won’t get any.)

“Shh…shh…” Perplexingly, Sam’s eyes are soft. He settles on top of him like a weighted blanket, nuzzling the top of his head and cuddling him close. “The others’ll be here soon,” he murmurs.

And they are.

Bad comes first, carrying with him a whole pot of stew that he settles on the floor, doling out a bowl. “It’s good,” he promises, and then he feeds it to him bit by bit. He wasn’t lying, and for the first real meal he’s had in around eighteen months it is amazing. The taste alone sends fresh tears down Dream’s face.

After he’s done eating — he’s allowed to finish a full bowl, and is even offered seconds — Sam carries him to a room he doesn’t recognize. It soon becomes clear that it’s a communal bathhouse, where Sapnap and Quackity soon join them in the warm water. (Sapnap is smiling at him like he used to, like they’re still brothers.) (Why is this so confusing?) And they chat, and they laugh and they splash each other playfully as Sam huffs and rolls his eyes and massages Dream’s scalp. And afterwards, they all go back to Dream’s room, where George is already waiting.

Dream feels a lump in his throat at the sight of George. There’s so much he wants to say, and he can’t say any of it. His lip wobbles.

George huffs. “C’mere, stupid.”

____

He breaks down soon afterwards, crying and asking what the fuck do they want from him. Why is it hard to move, why is he here? What changed?

And through a long-awaited discussion, Quackity finally is able to explain to Dream that — sometime within the thirty minutes between Techno’s escape and Sam’s return to the cell — two years had passed for everyone else on the server. And now they’re back, and they want to try again.

It’s too much for Dream to really understand, so he just keeps crying. He’s had a long couple of years.

babbyyyyy :(((( it just would be so unbelievably confusing for him. and i forget that in this AU he’s not actually injured, it’s just like, his body suddenly doesn’t work. so he wouldn’t even be able to blame it on missing limbs or anything :((

(disxussik belwo)

🦙🦙🦙…

the little whimpered plea :( like he’s just so scared and always predicting the worst :( who can blame him :( but then oh gosh he gets his soup 😭 and his bath 😭 and his cuddles and FINALLY AN EXPLANATION

the image of him sobbing in gogy’s arms while quackity tries to gently explain everything that had happened :(( like with sap patting his back, sam curling up beside him, and bad and gogy each holding a hand :(( (and yes i’m staring at the comfort tickles ask you sent as well im so excited AH)

also omg the bath splashes :(( also it would be cool coz dream would be able to move a little better in water right? like it’d be kinda like water therapy? my brain is going a little nuts at the idea of dream being able to wrestle better in the water. water tickle fights mayhaps?

🦙🦙🦙…

[simplylupin]

the fruity four as things my friends have said

eddie: is a back or neck more attractive i need to know everyone’s opinions

GUYS 

THIS IS IMPORTANT CMON

robin: neck.

eddie: wtf neck???

back is superior 

steve: mate a back is a back y’know?

actually idk

nancy: neither are particularly attractive 

steve: i feel like necks if they’re a bit “odd” it’s more insignificant than backs 

cause when a backing is backing...

damn

robin: backing 😭

eddie: no i get exactly what you mean

nancy: what the fuck

~ 

steve: orgasms or music

eddie: music

steve: priorities 

eddie: good music is an orgasm 

~

robin: i just choked 

nancy: oh-

are you...

okay??

robin: i am now

but like i wasn’t 

~ robin: i don’t understand how there has been 360000+ births today 

like that doesn’t compute in my brain

how do 360000+ people have the same birthday ugh i hate that

~

robin: u had a fucking dream about me getting mauled by an alligator-

and stood by with no emotion-

eddie: it was a dream?? i can’t control it 🤨🤨🤨

robin: yeah but it feels personal that u and steve lived but i got chomped

also steve wtf??

why didn’t u jump in and save me?!

steve: eddies dream!!! he’s the mean one

nancy: i had a dream where eddie killed us all

robin: realistic 

~ eddie: would smash

would show u my neck

robin: 😭😭

eddie: lol ofc robin shows up as soon as i mention necks

robin: stfu

eddie: no???

~ robin: vapes are extremely unattractive 

like ew

nancy: especially elf bars

if you’re going to vape at least be eco friendly 

~ 

robin: “i don’t like when everything is grey”

“is that racist to grey people?” - steve

steve: i was talking about vampires.

robin i hate you 

~ eddie: steve 🤤🥵🥵🥵🥵

nancy: .....

robin: what.

eddie: he’s doing the thirst trap pose rn

arm out holding himself up

🤤🤤🤤🥵🥵🥵

steve: eddie.

eddie: what daddy? 🤤🤤

SORRY ABABHABA 

i am so sorry

~ eddie: it’s the full moon tonight don’t wanna make daddy werewolf mad

ew

sorry that was

no

robin: BHAHAHAHAHA I HAD TO TAKE A MOMENT THERE

nancy: eddie u need to touch some proper christian grass- 

steve: i am

horrified 

~

eddie: IM FUCIGNJRNG

GUYS

THERES A FAT SPIDER

RIGHT BY MY BED

IM NOT EVEN KIDDING

nancy: get wayne 😭

robin: photographic evidence or ur lying

*photographic evidence*

robin: EW WTF NO ITS ONE OF THE WEIRD ONES WITH UNNECESSARY LONG LEGS

eddie: I just panicked so hard

woke up steve and he got it 😍😍😍

i can’t fall asleep now wtf

I CAN FEEL IT EVERYWHERE

~ 

robin: i hate honeymoons

eddie: same

robin: just happy couples boning 24/7

eddie: it’s just an excuse for rich people to splash out and have sex in public places 

~ nancy: GUYS WTF MY MUM IS ON MY FYP 😭😭😭😭

robin: WHATSBSBAH

steve: what

nancy: APPARENTLY MIKE HAS A TIKTOK???

steve: WHAT

nancy: wtf why does mike have better legs than me

eddie: HELP THIS IS SO FUNNY HIS ACCOUNT IS GOLD

robin: how many followers does he have?

nancy: 65 lmaooooo

eddie: 66 now 😍

nancy: EDDIE NO

UNFOLLOW HIM

HE’LL HATE ME FOREVER

eddie: no

~ 

steve: i’m just trying to eat my fruit in peace 💔

eddie: oh

what fruit might that be ;))))))

steve: oh my lord

[thisdivorce]

thanks to my beloveds @gallawitchxx & @tellmegoodbye for the tag!

Name: leigh

Century of your birth: 20th

Timezone: somewhere between pacific and eastern lol

Go-to coffee order: just a black coffee with a splash of non-dairy milk

Do you have a pet? yes, one kitty, and she's finally starting to get comfortable around strangers after two years. she's so sweet and i wish more people could experience her personality but she has early childhood trauma 😭

Do you have a personal motto? this too shall pass <- BEE SAME

Last vacation: west coast

Next vacation: this spring /summer we're going camping a bunch & going to the west coast & montreal

Dream vacation: i want to go back to italy, maybe next year!

A short-term goal: i'm just loving the fics i'm working on, but i was telling bee i want to get to the smut parts lmao. so my short term goal is to write some smut. yes.

A lifetime goal: to CHILL the fuck out

Last show you watched: i'm working my way very slowly through season 5 of elite (that show peaked at s1 unfortunately)

Next on your to watch list: maybe our flag means death if it's available in canada

Last thing you read: the song of achilles for book club and it was so good :(

Something you're excited to read: brand spanking new by J_Q. it's so fucking funny

Funniest thing on the internet today: i haven't done much internet browsing today

Something you're struggling with right now: my brain sucks & work feels like an endless struggle. i'm going through a med change for the 5th time & am feeling hopeless about finding a combo that's going to work.

Something hopeful: i found a new therapist and i really like her!

tagging @surviving-maybe @suchagallabitch @beebabycastiel @breedxblemickey @mikhailoaleksandrmilkovich @crossmydna @bravemikhailo @friend-bear <3