of doubtful authenticity

Rest in peace to the incredible Anthony Stewart Head (20th February 1954 - 1st June 2026)

I've gone. Not one for goodbyes, I thought it best to slip out quietly. Love to you all, Giles.

saw an inspiring video that said you need to have 4 hobbies.

create, consume, cavort, commune

create: bring something to life consume: appreciate the art of another cavort: move your body daily commune: have a community to socialize with

the good news: I know my process enough to recognize this as the slump that I hit in everything I write when it's like three-quarters-ish done

the bad news: the only way out is through

the good news: I do know the way out!

Alternate Universe - Royalty, Alternate Universe - Magic, Holidays as Kingdoms, Think Nightmare Before Christmas, Halloween Prince!Dream, Hob is a Holiday Too But It's a Surprise, Getting Back Together

You would think that his brother's coronation as King of Halloween would be the most important item on Dream's agenda for the day. You would be wrong.

The knock on the door signals seven o’clock sharp. Jessamy is never late. 

Dream has been awake since four. 

His infrared cooling mask has been tucked back into its drawer, and his stainless steel cryo roller has been returned to the freezer. There is a set of emergency under-eye patches in the bathroom trash bin, followed by a layer of dirtied makeup wipes, and then another set of under-eye patches. A massacre of makeup pots and hair styling products has been left on the bathroom counter. A hairdryer rests in the sink. A shoehorn and a garment brush lie atop the ruptured innards of a jewelry armoire. 

And so, when Dream swings the door to his room open, he at least does not look like he is about to face one of the most important days of his life on a scant three hours of sleep. 

“Good morning, your Highness,” says Jessamy. 

“Good morning,” says Dream. 

She eyes him over a portfolio heaped with an incongruous stack of neckties. “You’re… vibrating.” 

Dream might be. 

Like when Gandalf spent literal PAGES trying to figure out why the vibes were off in Moria and Legolas chimes in with just "it's a balrog :) that shit's evil :) we're so fucked :)" like what do you MEAN you knew already and just didn't tell him??

Or at the beginning of Two Towers when Aragorn thinks there's something nearby so he puts his ear to the ground to listen, and then like 10 minutes later is like "hmmm i hear horses" and Legolas is just like "mm yep. there are 105 blond bitches with spears" like you just let your friend put his face in the dirt and you can SEE them??

gandalf is scratching his head in moria, and legolas is thinking "oh man, the wizard noticed something off *besides* the obvious balrog that we all are aware of??"