oops my Hob angst fic is now over 2k words and still doesn’t have a name 🫠
seen from Lithuania
seen from China
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Canada

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from Kuwait

seen from Russia
seen from China
seen from Kuwait
seen from Kuwait

seen from France

seen from Kuwait
seen from Martinique

seen from Türkiye
seen from France

seen from Canada
seen from Canada
oops my Hob angst fic is now over 2k words and still doesn’t have a name 🫠
1889 Hob post Dream storming out of their meeting (reprise in 1989)
Shakespeare really had an Angel, a Demon, and the Endless in charge of dreams and stories out here pulling for him. Like the craziest initial set of all powerful groupies. If Calliope had something to do with it I wouldn’t be surprised either.
The best part is that he’s completely unaware.
I just finished (writing) a hobi fic and IDK WHY I MADE HIM SUCH A DICK ugh
Idk if I should call it “begging” or “angel” I’m leaning toward angel. (Bc hob calls reader angel)