Icon by @ThatSpookyAgent. Call me Tir or Julian. 37. He/They. Queer. Twitter: @tirlaeyn. ao3: tirlaeyn. 18+ Only. Star Trek. The X-Files. Sandman. IwtV. OMFD. Definitionless in this Strict Atmosphere.
What Hamlet said with irony I say with conviction: “What a piece of work is man! How noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, in form and moving how express and admirable, in action how like an angel, in apprehension how like a god!”
Dream doesn’t wait 100 years anymore to visit Hob when he could just do it every night in his dreams, or sometimes at the New Inn and every time is always a surprise to the immortal which amuses the Dream Lord immensely. I’m obsessed with them help lol Print
Imagine being this fucking remora. You’re minding your own business and some asshole lifts you out of the water and sticks you to a boat. You’re dangling there like “what the fuck, is this how I die?!” then he pulls you off with an ungodly sucking sound–which you’ve never heard before because sounds like that don’t happen underwater–and then he just tosses you back. What the fuck are you supposed to do after that?!
He’s gonna go back and tell all of his remora friends about this and they’re gonna treat him like we treat people who claim to have been abducted by aliens – as someone who’s either out of his damn mind, just making it up for the attention, or someone to interview for the remora equivalent of Unsolved Mysteries.
