Father's Day ❤️ Daddy Nanamin is my weakness 🥺
When you realize the lyrics of this song is nothing but them asking for more time together.
Won't deny I am crying. Mappa and Akutami better pay for my therapy.
The duallity
Thank you so much for all of the sweet comments on my Dream falling in love with you headcanons!!! This is a follow up set to those, and then I’m going to do some dating headcanons once I finish the series to complete the set <3
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Hello again my pathetic paper towel mopey eyeliner fool whom I adore, I hope you’re ready to finally feel something in that stupid ass heart of yours ‘cause I sure am (all typed with affection.)
The rippled marble doors of the throne room slammed shut behind Morpheus, and he immediately felt lost. He didn’t know where to start. Didn’t understand where he could start. Not with the punch he felt in his gut, doubling him over with every step. The thundering in his ears, pounding into his skull as if the world were collapsing down on him in shattering shards of glass. The pain in his heart, as if Lucifer had pierced their arm through his chest and began squeezing their fist. He was so unused to the feeling, the ache, the desolation and despair and desire of love, that they hounded him as he walked through his empty halls like a shadowed ghost. Its footsteps were in rhythm with his, and yet as much a stranger to himself as the waking world defied dreams.
Before he had time to choke back down his heart; to file away such foolish, damning nonsense as the ideals of love into the abysses of his mind, the toes of his boots reached over the edge of his dock. He was lost in the cold mists that bit his face, for a moment, until the sight of a diamond tear dripping into the wallowing tides brought him back to himself. Although his stricken face would never give away the anguish he was feeling inside, a soft cough from a following Lucienne was all the note he needed to realise that she understood completely.
This was something he must do, unless he be torn apart from the inside out. Lest he be ravished and flurried into a whirlwind of sand and dust just by the mere thought of you.
The last thing he heard, as he reached slender fingers down into the murky depths and swept them away in search of you, was Lucienne’s concerned voice. ‘Take care, my Lord. The Realm may be able to manage two majesties… but it will not be able to manage without any. Take care. Don’t let yourself be swept away again.’
It was far too late for that. As Lucienne brushed down her tailcoat, and took one last peering look down at the water, she sighed to herself and wandered back to the palace. With each step, she became more and more resigned to the fact that she may face another lifetime or two here, with nothing but empty shelves and crumbled walls for company.
It takes Dream even less time to find you. He stalks through long stalks of wheat, black coat draped across his shoulders to save his pale face from the burning gold sun. Even though you don’t understand who he is yet, you can picture him clear as day in your mind. Even as you sit, watching over the rolling hills on a bough of an orange tree, the sight of Dream wandering over the land makes you laugh. He sticks out like a straw scarecrow, the birds following him and pecking at his feet as he glides over the mud. He seeks you, even though he can’t see you; a pull at his heart pulls him forward into the harsh burn of the daylight.
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Same things happened to me when I was in school . people are really weird they used to treat me like an outcast and now years after come and tell me why haven't I been in touch with them :') . Mogami Keiji's arc is big relate.
Peter inspired Tony to be a father ❤
Best husbando ever :-:
WBC watching over RBC
its so funny to imagine that Morpheus probably read pride and prejudice at some point, like can you imagine him ranting to Lucienne about how insufferable and arrogant Mr. Darcy is and Lucienne just stands there like 🧍♀️
Morpheus: "How can it be so hard for them to realise their own shortcomings and just admit that they were wrong?"
Lucienne, slightly fuming: "YES, HOW INDEED"