#dream/hob/daniel

[moorishflower]

Hey here's a snippet from the retired Dream/Hob/Daniel fic for those interested <3 n for you @fulcrvm!

Hob moves to the bedside, carrying with him a mug and a plate, both of which he sets down upon the table. The mug smells hot and sweet, and the plate contains a single slice of toast, thickly-slathered with butter and fruit preserves.

Morpheus’ stomach makes a curious rumbling noise; he can feel the ripple of muscle there when he puts his hand flat upon it, and Hob smiles. His smile is so brilliant, and he thinks, for the first time, that perhaps a month of this, of this tenderness and this affection, will be enough to sustain him on his journey to whatever awaits him beyond the Sunless Lands.

“Finally hungry,” Hob says. He sits down on the edge of the bed, hands twisted into his lap. “Was starting to get worried. You going to try and eat?”

Eating, eventually, will bring with it a whole new host of problems. He does not want to think about this body converting food into energy, and the complicated process required, and the waste it will generate.

He also cannot deny that the smell of the food is…appealing.

“Friend at work makes homemade jams,” Hob is saying. He has picked the plate back up and is holding it out to Morpheus, encouragement writ large upon his expression. “This is…cherry, I think? Cherry and orange? Looks like there might be marmalade bits in there. She’s a bit of a mad scientist.”

Morpheus wonders at the wisdom of subjecting this new stomach to fruit-based mad science, but, in the end, the ceaseless cramping in his belly wins out. He picks up the slice of toast and must lean far over so that he may take a delicate bite of it, hovering over the plate so that he does not drip jam onto the sheets. He hears Hob sigh in relief. Then, all of his attention is focused upon his tongue, and on the texture of the toast between his teeth, and the sharp-soft crumbs that stick to his lips as he tears off his small bite and chews. The jam is tart, tingling upon his palate, but the sweetness chases after, washes over his tastebuds. Cutting through the jam is the savoury warmth of the butter, half-melted, coating his tongue in a layer of delicious oil and dripping in a fine golden line down the curve of his bottom lip. Hob watches his face, studying him, as Morpheus licks after the single drop.

The bread, he thinks, is merely a mechanism with which to convey butter and jam. Perhaps this is why the toast from before had held no appeal.

[nathanwonderwolf]

Morpheus' transformation really happened, only he took Hope by the hand, not Death. Now his duties are distributed between Hob, who guards Dreaming and returns escaped dreams and nightmares, and also guards the minds of people in a coma, in Limbo and Daniel, who has become a Prince of Stories and is responsible for children's dreams. Morpheus is still the Lord of Dreams and Nightmares, he creates them, he sends them, but he no longer needs to control everything .

[moorishflower]

Oh this is BEAUTIFUL! Daniel's face has such lovely character to it, markedly different from Morpheus <3 I love that Morpheus gets to be the middle spoon because you're absolutely right holy shit my man needs the comfort

Day 22: Comfort

Retired!morpheus oreo sandwich uwu

Lots of love and credit owed to @moorishflower’s Beautiful Strange And New and @teejaystumbles’ cover art for the same fic. Both so lovely and so important to this ship and also my heart. I just wanted morpheus in the middle for this prompt bc damn my dude needs it.

[chrysanthemumskies]

holding on to dear hearts tender // inspired by @moorishflower ‘s beautiful, strange and new ✨

[fishfingersandscarves]

little cover for Beautiful, Strange, and New by @moorishflower bc it just ended and was wonderful

[cosmic--static]

I don't know what I'm supposed to do

Haunted by the ghost of you

Oh, take me back to the night we met

"The Night We Met" Lord Huron

[lemoneyshipz]

spider! Dream au pt.3!!

their first meeting, the day Daniel’s life changed forever :)

close ups:

Their spider-sense color🥰:

part 1 , part 2

[windsweptinred]

An AU idea that just won't leave me be Hob defying 'death' to bring Dream back.

If Hob and Dream had just found each other, were in the beginnings of a loving relationship, a real chance at happiness. Would Hob truly accept Dream's death? Would he mourn? Or would he fight it? Hob's just the right side of selfish, just that touch too resolved. Would a man who dismissed death lay down to the whims of fate... Or battle againt it? Even if that means returning something to the universe that's no longer meant to be there. Could reality function with two Dreams? Would he be willing to risk that to right what he saw as an unjust death? And most importantly, what would an 'un' dead Endless be?

[anaviarts]

Sandman compilation Vol. 2

I always forget to post here my drawings so here you have the work I did for the past few months ;)

[tinageeart]

Inspired by ch. 10 of @moorishflower ‘s lovely fic “Beautiful, Strange and New” 🌚

I’m really enjoying reading their works & I can’t wait for more 🤞🏼

[kydrogendragon]

Hello!! I’d love to hear about the adopted Daniel fic please 🙏

This one I got inspired by a friend's au where Hob and Dream end up adopting a young Daniel. I don't have a ton for it, but I have some in "video recording" style of just snippets of their lives.

[19/01/04 : 18:23] [Shuffling heard on the dark screen] Hob: You have to take the lens off, love. Here, like this [The screen flashes white before adjusting, revealing Daniel sitting in a booster seat at the kitchen table. White frosting coats his fingers as he looks up with bright green eyes into the camera] Hob: Aaaand he's already gone for the cake. Dream: Did you expect anything less? Hob: [chuckles] Nope. He's got a sweet tooth, just like his father. Dream: [huffs] [Dream steps into the view of the camera, pulling a towel from thin air as he holds Daniel's small hand in his] Dream: It appears we must re-teach you how to use your utensils. [Daniel shakes his head, pulling his hand from his father's hold and licks the frosting off of his fingers instead. Dream sighs. Hob laughs behind the camera.] Hob: Ah well, it's his fifth birthday. I suppose table manners can wait. [The camera zooms in on Daniel's face. The boy beams, eyes scrunched close, teeth smiling wide. There's a single blue sprinkle stuck to his lip] Hob: Happy birthday, my darling boy.

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[lichanicksstuff]

I just thought it would be hilarious if comic! Sandman characters would exist in the world where the show also exist. Imagine Hob inviting Dream for a movie marathon.

(There will be some comic spoilers, you've been warned).

In this universe, Dream met Neil Gaiman and inspired him to create a series like this, so nobody will ever know the truth about the Endless. It's pretty clever even for a Matthew's idea.

The thing is: Dream (Daniel; treat him like a second incarnation. Like with the Doctor, since Daniel has all of Dream's memories, powers, etc. But he is softer than Morpheus. It's simmilar to Doctor's incarnations - same person, a bit different personality) did not expect was his human friend to ask him to watch 6th episode together because it's an episode with both of them! Hob knows about the idea of "the sandman", since Dream visits him in his dreams once in a few months. When they first met in person it was very hard for Hob to explain to his girlfriend how his friend who was dead is now alive and well. That's how Daniel became a lost twin brother of "that friend" who Hob somehow knows because yes it makes perfect sense, and no, Hob isn't making this up (his girlfriend does NOT believe him, but she goes with it. She even gave Daniel a cup of tea, made in a kettle. Hob is so sensitive about it as a British guy). But today, his beautiful girlfriend was out with her friends so they could watch without her asking why is the character named just like him.

"It will be fun!" Hob said, sitting down on his couch and handing Dream over some popcorn. Dream knows, more or less, what he should be expecting because it was him who gave the ideas and was present (in the minds of the writers) during production. In the end, Dream agreed and they both started watching.

Hob was very suprised when he saw the actor who plays Morpheus. In some ways he does look very simmilar to the original incarnation but there's something more... human, about him. (Well, maybe because he's a human.) Dream's real face has some weird glow to it that makes him very memorable when he wants to be remembered but also easy to forget if he doesn't. And also his eyes are not normal. Two deep lakes reflecting a night sky. No pupils. Charming but also horrifying, if you ask Hob. Privately. In a dark room. When he's so wasted he would be dead if he could die.

But when he saw the guy who is him on the screen, he gasped.

"He's not ginger!" He yelled and Dream almost choked on his wine, "I'm telling you, mate, they have something to gingers in hollywood. Every bloody character who has red hair somewhere, doesn't have them in the show."

"Hob, you're a person, not a character." Dream corrected him like his friend wasn't just starting a monologue on the topic of red-haired people in movies and TV shows.

"He is pretty good-looking, though," Hob admitted after a longer minute of talking.

"Certainly looks better than you," Dream said and drunk his wine. Hob laughed and this ended the conversation for a moment.

They had been watching for like ten minutes, commenting the clothing, suited to a particular time when suddnely, at the 1789 scene Hob asked:

"Why are they eye-fucking each other the whole time?"

Dream looked at him with a sign of pure disbelief in his non-pupil eyes. Hob just shrugged asking a very impolite "what?" Which Dream decided to ignore.

But then at the 1889 scene, a situation that Hob still remembers and how scared he was he will be mortal from now on, Hob started yelling at the screen:

"Come on Hobbie, get your man!"

"Hob, this is supposed to be you."

"Well, I'm sorry I got invested." he said fussily.

In the end, Hob was very happy with the results of this episode, even if it wasn't really accurate. Dream, on the other hand, drank much more wine than he was planning to.

(And Matthew was laughing in crow the whole time.)

[jako-jako]

"I love you, but I miss you."

[chrysanthemumskies]

he is yours and mine, and ours and us // inspired by @moorishflower ‘s “beautiful, strange and new” 💕✨

[fishfingersandscarves]

some sandman doodles

[writing-for-life]

“Into the end of the story”—Jill Thompson

Daniel!Dream is in this concept art for the movie (Neil and Jill created these for a pitch).

If you want to read why that’s important, about Sunday Mourning in general and a few other things, you can do that here.

Or here (Why the order of the last three issues matters).