#dream (the sandman)

[gh0stsp1d3r]

Morpheus would absolutely MELT seeing his wife/soulmate interact with the residents of the Dreaming, she’s super sweet and the dreams and nightmares absolutely love her. Like just imagine Morpheus finding her at Cain and Abel’s and they’re like, “Thank you for giving us the most amazing Queen!!”

YEPYEUPHEUP!! This is soo cute

He loves seeing you get used to all of them. He had tried his absolute best to make you feel comfortable and happy with him, and he was glad to see you getting used to it.

He was shocked to learn that everyone loved you, and you were welcomed with open arms into the dreaming as their queen.

Anywhere they went, he was complimented on his choice and she was praised. They really did love her, and how sweet she was to them all. <3

[marvelsgirl616]

[⏳] — 😌🖤

-> tweet.

[excarow]

You know I wish Morpheus and Hob met more than once a century. Not just cause I love Hob (I would kill for that man) but also cause I think it'd be really funny when most of the plot Sandman is chaos, world ending drama to just cut to a bar date where Hob is raving on about cool new inventions

[chipstiredaf]

Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream (bum bum bum)

[not-the-living-ghost]

this is not a jab at heartstopper whatsoever, but as someone who’s only been watching supernatural queer shows all summer, it’s so funny getting used to the sudden change of pace. i’ve watched a cat fall in love with an edwardian ghost, a teenage girl explode some guy’s head, the ruler of all dreams having the slow-burn of the millennium with an immortal man, and now i’m watching a show that centers around the romance of two regular high schoolers

[dcvina-claires]

god i HATE when i’m joking about immortality with my friends and a mysterious stranger approaches me in a tavern asking me to have a drink with him every 100 years and i don’t die so i meet up with the stranger and we share drinks and we develop a weird sort of relationship where we’re not friends but he’s the only constant in my life and despite never seeing him i think i might love him but then we get in a huge fight and i tell him that if he meets me in 100 years it will be because we’re friends but he gets kidnapped and trapped in a fishbowl but i don’t know that so i’m heartbroken but then 30 years after we were supposed to meet he shows up like nothing happened

[quieroguero]

death.

you’ll meet her again soon.

[baicalpascal]

Just an appointment at the new inn 💖✨🐈‍⬛

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[dxliriumoftheendless]

this is so dreamling coded

[cosmic--static]

would you still love me if I was a worm*

*on a string

[gh0stsp1d3r]

Oooo what about “You’re not just a dream to me, you’re MY Dream” with Morpheus?🥹

AHHH this is so so cute.

I can imagine he says it before he plans to pop the question. Like you both are taking a stroll in the dreaming, his hand intertwined with your own, talking about everything and anything at this moment. It’s peaceful, and it’s a sweet moment that you know will forever be engraved in your memory.

Your mouth is agape when he gets on his knees, pulling a ring box out of his pocket. That’s when he does this speech.

“I knew I would love you since the moment I laid my eyes on you. And I am glad that the universe has given me this chance. Because, to me, you’re not just like a dream, you’re my dream.”

and he goes on, until he finally finishes it with a “so, I’m hoping that you will marry me…?”

You are basically jumping up and down, squealing and crying as you hug him, obviously saying yes!

[marvelsgirl616]

His reaction to her taking the bread 💀 I miss them.

[kpopgirlbtssvt]

Omggg Sandman peeps!! Imagine this-

Morpheus x Gadling!fem!human!reader where she is in her 20s and is Hob’s daughter (who was born years after 1989 when Morpheus “stood up” Hob when he was trapped), but Morpheus doesn’t know that she’s Hob’s daughter when they meet, and Y/n doesn’t know that her Dad knows Morpheus. And they end up starting to date and are in a serious relationship with each other. Hob doesn’t know that his close friend is dating his daughter either. They both find out when Y/n invites them to the New Inn to “meet” each other and they’re both like, “???”… Dream would be like, “You [Hob] are her father??” and Hob is like, “Really, my daughter???” Y/n is like, “You both know each other??”

@dragon-kazansky @gh0stsp1d3r @roguelov @missdreamofendless @honeybeezgobzzzzz

[outletcrash]

i really need to read the sandman

[thepaintedlady00]

There I am, minding my own business loading my dishwasher when this idea just flies putts nowhere and lodges itself in my brain. So. Here you go. Have some random Sandman thing 😂🤷‍♀️

Dream of The Endless x Human Reader

TW: angst, betrayal, slightly darker Dream, this is unedited, I have literally no clue what this is so 🤷‍♀️

The Cursed Truth

"You're not human." It wasn't a question. Not anymore. Now, it was a fact. It was clear and definite and unimaginable. Just as he was.

Morpheus' lips thinned as he sighed, hands clasped tightening in front of him with a face as lovely and distinguished as polished marble. "I am not."

Though your previous statement hadn't been a question, his verbal confirmation of it made your whole body ripple with disbelief. How? How was that possible? "You…" Your chest stuttered slightly as angry tears pricked the corners of your eyes. "You weren't going to tell me."

That wasn't a question, either.

"No."

You pressed your eyes shut as tightly as you could. White filled them, stars and shapes stinging the backs of your eyelids, and it still wasn't enough.

"I did not want to frighten you with all the knowledge that comes with the truth." His voice was so soft just as it had been over the years you'd shared with him. Years. 

"So, instead, you've lied to me!" You yelled, your lungs so heavy inside you it felt like they'd explode if you held it in any longer. "From the first moment, you have been lying! Was anything you said true? Did you ever really love me?"

The marble of his face cracked, eyebrows pulled together, and sorrow filled his eyes' deep, endless blue. "Of course I do. I would never lie to you about a thing as sacred as that."

The words felt sincere. They felt true, but how could they be? How could you believe them now? "How do I know? You've lied about who - what you are from the start. How can I trust that you aren't lying to me now?"

"You may not have known what I was…" He took a step toward you, hands separating as he gently lifted one to your face. His palm was cool, so soft that his touch felt like silk against your cheek. "But I swear to you, every moment we shared, every word spoken between us has been true and always will be."

Tears slid down your cheeks, the wind gently rustling your hair as you looked up at him. Then it hit you how you didn't remember going to him or him coming to you. The last thing you remembered was returning home after learning the truth from one of the books in Hob Gadling's home. You paced… You…

"This isn't real. Is it?" You said, tearing your eyes away from him to look at your surroundings, now so very clearly a dream that you didn't understand how you'd missed it before. "This is a dream."

Morpheus grew slightly stiff as he slowly lowered his hand from your face, but that was all. There was no disappointment or surprise… Nothing was written on his face. "Just because it is a dream does not mean it is not real."

He seemed so calm, so collected. Even from the start, when you confronted him, he didn't seem surprised. Nothing you said since he'd arrived had surprised him. Your whole body burned as you stared at him, eyes wide and angry. "How many times have we had this conversation?"

His jaw clenched, and his face finally showed you something. Annoyance. Frustration. "Several."

"You fucking asshole!" You screamed. "You've been using whatever bullshit power you have to redo this fight so you could win?"

"I have no interest in winning, my dear," he replied with a sigh. "I am simply trying to do this right. You were so scared the first time I explained it. I thought if I tried a different approach, it would help."

"Did it?" You seethed.

Morpheus shook his head. "No. You are exceedingly stubborn."

"I'm the stubborn one?" You demanded.

"The third time you punched me."

"That sounds like a good idea." You breathed out a hot breath.

He took a step toward you again, presenting you with the opportunity. "You may hit me as many times as you'd like. If it would help you… If it would return things to the way they were, I would let you carve my heart out here and now."

To the way things were. Back to when you were some idiot, clueless thing to him? No. "Beating the shit out of you wouldn't make things be the way they were. Nothing will."

You could see the pain in his eyes. He did care, but that didn't mean you could forget this. Not yet. "I have upset you. I am not as eloquent with my words as I once thought." He looked away from your face momentarily, resigning himself to something before reaching into his coat. "I shall have to be more mindful next time."

You grabbed his hand, pulling his eyes back to yours. "Don't you dare."

"I cannot lose you," he said, his eyes shifting into dark pools of starlight. "I will not."

"If you make me forget… If you erase this to start again, I will never forgive you. You will lose me if you do this, Morpheus."

"Then what would you have me do?" He demanded. "You do not understand. You are still angry and fearful and-"

"I'm human." Tears slid down your cheeks, floating in the air between you both. "If you want me to understand and to… To move past this, then you have to let me do it on my own terms." His hand squeezed the pouch, still hanging half in his cosmic cloak. "Please."

The darkness that threatened to engulf your world slithered away, and his eyes returned to the blue you were used to. He let go of the pouch, pulling his hand from his cloak, and instead took hold of your wrist. "Very well, my dear. I shall abide by your wishes." He pressed his lips to your wrist. "When you are ready to speak again, you need only call upon me."

Your anger simmered as you grew tired, so tired you could hardly stand it. "Thank you."

"This dream is over."

Sitting up in your uncomfortable chair, you instantly pinched your arm, studying your apartment for any sign that it wasn't real before you looked at the book sitting open in front of you depicting the god Oneiros. 

The shaper of form. 

The King of Dreams and Nightmares.

Dream of The Endless.

The Sandman.

The man you'd loved.

Your fingers touched the page as fresh tears stained your cheeks. "Morpheus."

Rain filled your world, thunder and lightning filled the cloudy skies as the raven sitting on the window seal watched you cry, and through his small eyes, The Dream Lord too watched. Unbeknownst to all of you, a figure clad in black stood outside the flower shop across the street from your apartment. Their white hair was slicked back, and their golden eyes were lined with thick kohl. Red roses surrounded them as they lifted their gaze to your window, to the restless bird that perched in front of it for a moment before taking flight into the storm clouds. Their crimson lips twisted up into a wide grin. 

"Oh, how horribly predictable of you, big brother." Desire plucked one of the red roses, giving it a generous sniff before they crushed the velvet petals in their hand. They scattered the petals in the wind as they sauntered across the street, making sure to leave a decent clump outside your door as they lifted their fist and knocked.

[brokehorrorfan]

Funko will release The Sandman Pop figures in November. The line includes Dream (with masked chase variant), Lucienne with Matthew, Lucifer, and The Corinthian. They're $12.