#morpheus x male reader

[grrw-boy]

Sometimes i wonder if my fictional crushes are all 30+ or inmortal beings because of my daddy/mommy ussies... probably not, i just have a type...

[hopelessrromantix]

kinktober day 1 - somnphilia

somno obviously, not much prep, not gendered but reader has a dick

cis women dni

“Morpheus?”

Silence.

What a rare sight, Morpheus actually letting himself rest.

He was surely somewhere in the Dreaming. He was much weaker asleep than he was awake, but it meant he had to let himself relax. Mostly because he couldn’t perform his usual duties while sleeping himself.

Usually you wouldn’t want to disturb his sleep, but upon finding out that Morpheus can still feel what happens to his body he was practically begging for this.

You started small, light touches that hopefully wouldn't alert him. If anything he'd think you were shifting in your sleep. Your hands skimmed his hips and brushed his collarbone, not enough to give away your plans.

His back was against your chest, his body more relaxed than you'd seen him in a long time. His clothes were much lighter, though still the signature black color you never saw him without.

The small touches didn't go unnoticed, but they didn't disturb him either. Perfect.

You grew a bit more daring, sliding your fingers into your own mouth before dipping your hand into his pants.

Your finger softly traced the rim of his hole before dipping in, stretching him slowly. No noise so far, but time was sure to be limited before Morpheus decided to come back.

You dipped another finger in slowly, eventually adding a third. Soft moans came out of his mouth, just above a whisper.

You fully slid down his pants, lining yourself up and sinking into him slowly.

That elicited a much louder moan, and for a moment you were certain he'd woken up.

Still nothing. Wherever Morpheus was in the Dreaming, it seemed like he was having fun with this too.

Given the lack of intervention, you stopped being subtle.

Your hips snapped into his, forcing your cock deeper into him. He was tight around you, slowly clenching as you continued to fuck into him.

"Is this your idea of relaxing?"

His voice surprised you, though it sounded strained. You slammed your hips against him again, prompting a much louder moan.

"Well I was having fun," you smirked. "Couldn't help fucking you when you look so pretty."

You grabbed his hips, changing your position. You knelt behind him, facing him into the pillow as you kept going.

He whined at the compliment. "Touch me?" He pleaded, voice breaking slightly with each thrust.

"Ask nicely." You pulled him back onto your cock, thrusting forward at the same time. He let out a much louder whine.

"Touch me please? Please?"

You chuckled at the eager sound of his begging.

"No, sweetheart. You can cum on my cock alone, can't you baby?"

His whine was more like a whimper this time.

"I want an answer." You clarified, stopping your hips.

"Yes, I'll cum without you touching me." He responded, trying to drive his hips back.

"Good boy."

You were going to drive him mad.

[gaypirate420]

Moonshine and Starlight //Dream*

Dream* of the Endless x witch!GN!reader.

Summary: Morpheus helps you sleep.

Angst/Fluff. Dream and Reader being divorced..

A/N: Probably ooc because I haven't written for my husband for so long.

"What's the matter, Matthew?" The words of the King of Dreams echoed through the wide halls of the entrance to his palace.

The Dream Lord found his raven very busy in another matter, that being melting onto your touch while he nuzzled on your lap.

"We have a visitor, my lord." Was all the raven could respond as your gentle fingers brushed down the feathers of his head making him caw.

"Why are you here?" He asked not really knowing what tone should he use with you.

"I'm afraid I'm not here because I wanted to see you, but because I have a problem with dreams, my lord." You said mockingly as you caressed the feather's of the new raven before standing up and meeting his star filled eyes and long figure, those black ropes dripping down the marble floor.

"Enlighten me then. What kind of problems are dreams causing you, dream witch?" Morpheus muttered with the silky smooth voice that you adore, you took his arm and begin to walk, seeming so normal, muscle memory perhaps.

"It must be something important if it makes you come to my palace after two hundred years. Something that goes beyond the centuries of knowledge you possess." He spoke gently. You smirked and looked at him and although his gaze remained emotionless but you know when your ex-husband is teasing you.

"A client of mine. She's been having this— weird dreams about her family telling her very specific things." You explained as you begin to walk alongside the Endless, the night sky that lied above your head on the palace's ceiling captured your eyes.

You stoped for a moment to look at it, missing it's beauty.

"I've been looking inside her dreams, trying to decipher their meaning." You continues with a tone of slight frustration before meeting his gaze, noticing his starry eyes looking at your every moment.

"You came here just to ask the meaning of some mortal's dream?" Morpheus asked as his eyes took in your image, you smirked again and shaked your head.

"No. I don't give up that easily, Oneiros." You smirked with smugness, the Dream Lord mimicked your smirk.

"I never said you did. Why is it that you're here then, moonshine?" He asked as he walked you through to the large halls of the palace.

Moonshine, what a nickname to give someone, specially coming from the Lord of Dreams. The Endless that finds you as bright as the shine of the moon, a signal of light in darkness.

It's been so long since he's mutter such nickname.

"Well, It's been costing me my sleeping hours, but that's not new— the things is when I do sleep I have dreamless rest or the most horrible nightmares." You whispered, there was a linger of anger on your tone.

"I came here to ask you something, Dream."

"Ask away, moonshine."

"Have I done something wrong? Something to deserve this punishment, perhaps?" Your whispers makes him stop on his tracks, his eyes meet yours. The Lord of Dreams face had an expression one of confusion and deep sadness.

"Do you think that is my doing? You think of yourself worth of a punishment so severe?" He whispers back, his eyes looking at your tired eyes, the darks circles under them.

"Do you think I would do such thing as that to you?"

You stayed silent, looking away from his gaze. His pale hand cupped your cheek, you gasped and a silent tear fell down your cheek which was wiped by his thumb that consequently held your chin and make you meet his eyes once more.

"The answer is no. I am not punishing you because those night terrors that invade your sleep were not send by me, moonshine." He whispered with such conviction.

As in saying "Believe me. I could never harm you."

"And you have never wrong me nor this realm. You've been an impecable aid and- companion for me." He stated, you smiled and felt yourself blushing, a yawn scaped your lips and his gaze softened.

"Am I boring you, moonshine?" Morpheus smirked you looked at him with sleepy eyes.

"It's not my fault your voice is so comforting and I'm- exhausted for my work and the horrible sleep I've had." You explained before smiling.

"Comforting?" The Dream Lord asked, you nodded and looked up at him with a smile.

"Soothing. Perfect for listening while you fall asleep." You explained before yawning again.

Feeling his hand on the back of your neck and in a matter of second you were lied down on the softest of mattresses, resting your head on a pillow that could pass for a cloud.

You looked up and met the most beautiful night sky you've ever seen, pink and purple surrounded with constellations.

The bed itself was almost floating in between marble floors and the night sky.

This is the room of Dream of the Endless himself.

"Why are you not sleeping yet?" Morpheus's voice snap you back to reality, you meet his eyes that now shine with the reflections of the galaxy that surrounds you.

"I dunno, maybe you've lost your touch." You teased, The Dream Lord furrowed his eyebrows but his lips let out a soft chuckle.

"Perhaps you're just stubborn." He whispered while his slim finger caress your cheek, you leaned on his touch so quickly that it made you disappointed in yourself but it felt so good.

"Those nightmares won't bother you again, my moonshine." Morpheus stated as his fingers kept moving across your face with delicacy.

"Why am I in your room? There's like two hundred guest rooms." You asked as your eyes closed. Dream fell silent for a second.

"Because I- want you here." He started speaking so softly almost as if he was embarrassed to say it, you nodded for him to continue.

"Your precense on The Dreaming has been missed, the creatures of the dreaming had voiced that sentiment many times." The Endless continued, his mouth still slight open, you could picture him trying to find the right words.

You nodded once more, it always difficult for him to speak his emotions and needs.

"The haunted dolls of my shop miss you." You spoke sleepy, The Dream Lord arched his eyebrow and smirked as his hand moved to your hair, touching it with a hint of shyness, thinking if he's still allowed to do such motion. Afraid of crossing any lines or boundaries.

"The- dolls? Do you miss me, perchance?" He asked with a uncharacteristically shy and insecure voice, you opened your eyes.

"Do you, Oneiros? Or just the creatures of your realm?" You snapped back with a smirk. He leaned closer to you, the stars in his eyes shining bright, his thumb stroked your bottom lip as his eyes got lost on yours.

"Yes." Morpheus whispered with a discreet but playful smile once that 'yes' was heard by you.

"I do miss you, moonshine."

You closed your eyes once more after his words, so much sincerity and raw devotion within such a short sentence.

"I miss you too, starlight." You whispered back with a smile, Morpheus smirked and kept stroking your hair.

How has he missed that nickname.

A play of words with the one he has for you.

Starlight. The light of a start that accompanies the shining moon at night. He wonders how, of all things, you could see him as a star.

The drowsiness was unbearable now for you.

The last thing you felt before falling asleep was a gentle kiss on your forehead.

"Sleep well, moonshine." Morpheus whispered against your ear, making you fall into a deep and much needed rest, filled with the sweetest dreams one could imagine of.

And of course, The Dream king holding your hand all the time, supervising these dreams.

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A/N: Heyyyyyyy, it's been a while since I've wrote for my husband, ugh, I love him, I always enjoy writing for him, it just so right. Hope you liked this!

[grrw--boy]

•Sweat dreams•

Morpheus takes care of his sleepless lover♡ (morpheus x gn!reader)

Prompt: so many things got pilled up so you're unable to sleep properly for the last days, and morpheus decides it has been enough.

Tw: anxiety, trauma(?, fluff, comfort.

Its has been a hell of a month, maybe even a hell of years.

You'd haved never had a peacefull life, but lately life seems harder than ever, days feel longer and even more tiring, that not even the soft carress of my lover seems to erase the frown on my face.

Morpheus, dream, my love, he has always helped me feel normal, calm, wanted. So i cant help but feel guilty of being so distant from him lately, knowing full well he always tries to help me in any way he can.

But i cant really help it, can't i?

Work has been anything but gentle, with the amount of late doing work i have, im almost restless, not really taking breaks ethier.

Morpheus was anxious, scared even, he knew your work was tiring but this looks extreme.

Its been days since he saw you in your dreams before youd woken up a few hours later, and even in your own dreams you looked exhausted with dark eyebags and a marked scowl on your pretty face

So he had enough

Everyone has bad days so he though youll be okay in a few days, but it has been weeks, so he decided to visit you when he finally had time to. As this not only worried your fisical state but your mental state too.

He remebers years ago when youll end breaking down in his arms, telling him how you couldnt go on like this in tears.

He'd never wish to see you so sadly lonely again, it would personaly pain him too much.

So after he had remotily finished his work he was running to see you.

You where comsuded by another work fit at 3 am when you heard a knock to your aparment door, in confusion of who might be visiting, you shouted a wait to the door while stoping your work and rushing to the door*

"Who is it?" You move your hair to look more presentable trough your stress.

"Its me dear,-" at hearing his voice after so much time you open the door without second thougth, not letting him finish his phrase, seeing your certain tall, blue eyed lover.

"-morpheus." He chuckles at your eageress to see him, but quickly noticed your tired look, unsurpsingly.

"My dea-" "morpheus!, what are you doing here?, so late... is everything alright?" Your voice quickly changes to worry while you question the reason of his visit.

"No, no, dear, everything its okay i just..." he sighes before saying "missed you, we havent seen eachother in a few weeks and i have noticed you havent being coming to the dreaming a lot ethier" he finishes while coming inside as you opened the door more for him to come in.

"Yes i- i have been busy lately, im sorry love, i think i didnt realise we havent seen eachothee in that much..."

"Theres nothing to be sorry about my dear, i know you're stressed, i want to help you" he notices the amount of work in your desk "and its quite late too, you need rest, and love. come on to bed now" he holds your arm to the bedroom.

"B-but morpheus! Theres to much to fini-" "no, to bed now, tomorrow youll finish your chores, when you're well rested"

You sigh giving up, as you cant convice the dream lord of anything especially about your care, and because the offer didnt sound so bad.

Morpheus gides you into bed before turning of the lights in the office, going to laid with you and give you your well needed rest. He goes to hold you as you get more comfortable next to him, already feeling sleep taking over you while feeling dream kissing your forehead and rubbing your head as you cuddle with him.

Before you knew it you were magicly falling asleep in your lovers embrace, feeling some beat of calmness in a long time, before hearing some soft whispers of your lover, knowing youll get some enticing dreams tonight

"Sleep well my love, ill see you in a moment".

[ultimateissuessimp]

Nik's Magical Masterlist

Welcome lost souls! Somehow you ended up on my blog! I'm so very sorry it's not someone better at writing, but if you're bored and in need of a good laugh or cringe over what I write then feel free to come here and check out what I have in store!

Damn! You could even reqeust something, but ONLY when the light is green, kay? <3

Of course there will be rules, because boundaries are important, remember <3

(Art of the kitty cat made by Dillon Samuelson)

Rules

Characters that I write for:

+Astarion (Baldur's Gate 3)

(Art on the left - remade by someone unkown, original artist also unkown)

!.Feel the sun again - Astarion x Male Reader - 25.05

+Killian Jones (Once Upon A Time)

One shots:

!. Hook's curse - Killian Jones x male reader 20.05

!. Golden days - Killian Jones x male reader - 24.05

!. Heated rivalry - NSFW - Killian Jones x Male Reader -27.05

!. A bit of sun won't hurt - Killian Jones x Male Reader- 31.05

!. I love you in any state - Killian Jones x Male Reader - 03.06

!. Where's my reward? - Killian Jones x Male Reader - 07.06

+Lucifer (Obey Me! Shall We Date?)

(Art of Lucifer on the right middle is the official art from the game!)

One shots:

!. Little lamb, little lamb - Lucifer x gn reader - 20.05

!. It's just hair - Lucifer x platonic male reader - 27.05

+Namor (Black Panther: Wakanda Forever)

!.AT THE MOMENT THIS SHELF IS EMPTY, SORRY :C

+Dream of the Endless (The Sandman)

Story:

!. Lost and Found - Morpheus x male reader (Ended)

+Papa Emeritus IV (From the band Ghost)

!.AT THE MOMENT THIS SHELF IS EMPTY, SORRY :C

+Moon Knight ( Moon Kight)

!.AT THE MOMENT THIS SHELF IS EMPTY, SORRY :C

+Baron Helmut Zemo (CA:CW, FATWS)

One shots:

!. Be okay, be alright - Baron Zemo x Male Reader - 10.06

!. "I love you" is not enough - Baron Zemo x Male Reader - 14.06

!. Rota - Baron Zemo x Male Reader - 17.06

!. Teach me - Baron Zemo x Male Reader - 21.06

!. Treacherous waters - coming out - 24.06

+Beetlejuice (Beetlejuice The Musical)

!.AT THE MOMENT THIS SHELF IS EMPTY, SORRY :C

+The Cat King (Dead Boy Detectives)

!.For me? For you. - The Cat King x GN Reader - 22.05

!. Oel ngati kameie, Nga Yawne Lu Oer (I see you, I love you) - The Cat King x Male Reader - 30.05

↳ Part 2 - The Cat King x Male Reader - 31.05

!. Fleabag and a Dirty Mutt - The Cat King x Dog King!Male Reader - 03.05

[writeshite]

okokok this has been stuck in my mind all day but

what about morpheus with a nature god reader who gets incredibly tired during winter and more energetic during the spring/summer? i just feel like that would be so cute. omg especially if reader makes him flower crowns..

oh my god morpheus in a flower crown.

Lucienne thinks you a blessing, managing to draw out Morpheus' smile. The man in question sat obediently by you and followed your hands as you threaded your hands through his hair, leaving flowers in your path. The stems weave themselves as one would braid hair into a circlet around his head. The winter months had just started, but despite the fatigue the season brought you, you strive nevertheless to weave Morpheus' hair into more of a bird's nest.

"You should rest," Morpheus speaks, taking your hands from his hair, "you'll tire yourself out."

You hmm, "But who's going to put flowers in your hair, my dear? Certainly, not Lucienne; gods know she'll call your hair a rat's nest."

Morpheus pulled you close, "I won't be going anywhere, so you can do it as many times as you want." He kisses your temple, and you chuckle, threading your hands together before relenting to a nap.

[maj-3k]

Y.N (looking at Corinthian): I could fix him

Dream: Y.N I'm beginning you. Stop being horny for a second.

[alina-dixon]

A Fable

Pairing: Morpheus x Male reader

Warnings: violence, blood, captivity, fluff.

Requested: Yes / No

Part 1

A/N: The reader is the Hero from Fable 2! I really love the game Fable 2! So I thought why not? Have fun reading!☺️❤️

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It's a cold winter day in Bowerstone, you and your Sister Rose are standing at a fireplace. You and Rose are homeless. You are only nine years old and your sister is fifteen. You were just trying to get warm, when suddenly something fell on your head and when you touched it you immediately knew it was bird poop! Your eyes went wide and tried to get rid of it while making a disgusted sound.

Rose looked weirdly at you while having her arms around her body to stay warm. “What was that? Oh! Yuck.” she said while taking a step back. When you stopped she put her arms back around her and so do you with yourself. “Well… That’s lucky. Like finding a four-leave clover. Although I think I'd prefer the clover.” her voice sounded a little awkward when saying that.

Then she looked at the castle amazed that stood in the center of Brightwood. “Look. little Sparrow…Castle Fairfax looks so nice in the snow. Imagine the grand dining hall. I bet Lord Lucien’s having roasted duck at this time of the year.” She ranted while you just kept quiet while putting your hands over the fireplace and listened to her ranting.

She put her hands on her hips. “But he must be really lonely since his wife and his little girl died. In that big castle, all by himself… If only we could live there.” She looked at the castle with a sad expression.

Suddenly there was the sound of loud cheering heard from behind the houses. “What is going on over there? Come with me, little brother.” she said while running in the direction of where the sound came from. So before you could say anything you followed her, but you were a little behind.

When you turned into the alleyway and went farther down you saw a man talking to your Sister, You saw him talking to her a few times back then. “Hello there, young Rose. You look hungry. Have you reconsidered my offer?” he said oddly nice but also very weird. You of course do know what he's talking about.

You approached them slowly. Rose had a disgusted and angry look on her face. “We’ll never be that hungry. The answer is NO!” That angered the guy. “You’ll be back. And I'll be waiting for Ya.” he said with an angered tone, then walked away.

Rose sighed and looked at you. “Come on, little Sparrow. Let's see what's going on.” she said as we both ran again to where the sound came from. Rose sighed again. “That filthy creep… I hate him.” she spat.

You finally arrived only to see a crowd around a taider. “Oh… It's just a trader. I can't see anything through the crowd.” She was clearly disappointed.

“A-ladies and a-gentlemen… I have traveled the land accumulating wondrous and mysterious objects! Which I now offer to you for the modest price of five gold coins!” he said proudly.

“Consider this. This is truly a magical mirror. For as long as you look into it, it will make you beautiful!” he said lowly. “I'll take it!” a random guy screamed from the crowd. “Very wise! Now just remember: the magic only works if you look at it in complete darkness.” He had a smug look on his face.

The trader turned to something that looked like a music box, but it was completely made of metal. “Ah, now this is truly a marvel.” he said smiling at it. “This small, unassuming box is actually a device created by the ancients. As was used by the old rulers of the kingdom themselves! Turn the handle three times, and you shall be granted a single wish!”

Rose looked unamused at this and scoffed. “There’s no such thing as magic!” she said and she thought that nobody heard it because they were busy watching the trader, but hooded women turned towards us. When you saw her eyes, you noticed that she was probably blind.

“We live in grim times indeed, if the young doesn't believe in magic anymore. Most children your age believe eagerly.” she said in a calming voice. Rose looked at her weirdly but you thought that she was right, only because you believed in it yourself. “Look, I can see your eyes are bad, but I'm telling you, that magic box is rubbish.” while she said that the crowd beside us was getting smaller and smaller until everyone was gone.

“That's what the seller thinks. He has no idea what he stumbled upon. But you have an inkling, have you? Some part of you wants to believe it's magic.” Her voice still calm as before, she turned around already walking away from us.

Rose looked looked at he women surprised. “What? You… you really think it could be?” she asked hesitantly. The woman stopped but only turned her head to the side. “For five gold coins, you could have your own answer.” Rose looks dumbfounded at her answer. “For five gold coins, we could eat for a weak.” Rose frowned.

The women started walking away. “Listen to me, Rose. At the end of the week you and Y/N would be no closer to your dream- no closer to the inside of that beautiful castle.” she started. ‘She, is right actually…’ is all what you thought to yourself.

Rose turned to face you frowning slightly. “What if it is real? I bet we could get five gold coins… and maybe this could be a way out of here, after all. What is there to lose, little sparrow?” she sounded confident. I smiled at her. “Probably nothing!” Rose laughed then nodded. “All right! Come on, there must be someone around here who will pay us to… do something.” with that we went around town to earn some money.

After about half an hour we finally had our five coins to buy the music box! Rose and I went back to the trader. The Trader Murgo looked at you smiling. “Hello children.” he said happily. Rose and I smiled back at him. “Hello, we’ve come to buy the music box.” she started still smiling.

I walked towards the man held my hand in front of him showing him the five coins. “Very wise, little ones! Go ahead and turn the handle- but mind you go somewhere quiet, like.” he smiled at the both of you. “Okay thank you! Bye mister!” you waved at him. “Let's go make our wish, little Sparrow!” she said excitedly, as you both started walking back to your little stay.

You put the music box onto a box wooden box that was around half of your height. “Alright turn the handle!” Rose was a nervous as you started to turn the handle. “I wish… I wish…” After she said her wish the box opened and started glowing in a bright golden color. A beautiful sound was playing but then the music box started rotating and the music got faster, the golden color was turning red and then all of a sudden, the music box lighted up in a bright golden color and disappeared right in front of our eyes!

You and Rose we're shocked. “But… where did it go? Why are we still here? Five gold pieces… Let's just go to bed.” she sounded sad and disappointed. You yourself were sad at this, but still you followed her. “Oh. I was so sure this was it. I had this feeling like… that we weren't going to be stuck in Old Town anymore! Why didn't the box take us with it?” she still sounded sad but tried to push it aside. “Come on, Sparrow, go to bed.” so you both lay down to end the day. “Good night! Love you big Sis!” you said turning to your side. “Good night. I love you too, little Sparrow.” and with that, you both went to sleep. You only hoped that tomorrow would be a better day, and Rose won't be sad anymore.

It was still nighttime when Rose woke up to the sound of footsteps, scared that it could be a thief or something like that. She carefully opened her eyes and stood up, and when she saw who it was she was relieved, I was only the guard that they helped to earn some money for the now gone music box. “What do you want?” asked Rose the guard curiously.

The guard cleared his throat. “I work for Lord Lucien, miss. And would very much like to see you in his castle. I've been sent to collect you.” With that, he walked away, and Rose walked up to your sleeping form. “It did work! Our wish came true! Come on little Sparrow, wake up.” So you opened your eyes and stood up still a little tired. “What's happening, Sis?” you asked her with a yawn and rubbed your eyes.

Rose smiled brightly at you. “Everything is fine. We're going to Lord Lucien’s castle! Now come we have to go little Sparrow!” she said as she ran in the direction of where the guard went to wait for us. When I ran after her I saw her standing with a few guards waiting for me.

“Let's go to the castle!.” Rose said happily, and so we were guided to Castle Fairfax. “What do you think does Lord Lucien wants from us?” I asked her confused. “I don't know, but we will find out shortly, Little Sparrow.” she said looking to at the big doors of the Castle.

The door was open and an old-looking Butler stood there waiting. “Evening. Jeeves. Here are the children Lord Lucien asked for.” he said proudly. The Butler smiled at us. “Excellent!” was all that he said to the guard, then turned back to us. “Hello, young masters.” This confused you but you ignored it. “Hello, sir.” both you and Rose answered politely.

His smile tightened and turned around. “If you'd follow me please.” he said and started to lead us into the castle. We look up at this castle every day and think how nice it is. We both do. But inside it's even more beautiful than I imagined.” Rose told him dreamily. Jeeves chuckled. “It's quite wonderful, isn't it?” it was more of a statement than a question.

Then we saw a man walking past us. “Ah, hello. Master Garth.” Jeeves greeted still walking while the other male said nothing. “Huh, Man of few words.” He led us further into the castle. “Where is the grand dining hall?” Rose suddenly asked curiously. “Oh, in the north wing. Lord Lucien hadn't been there since… Since the tragic deaths of Lady Fairfax and little Amelia.” he told us as we claimed some stairs and further down the hall. “Oh, I heard. That was so awful.” Rose’s tone was sad. Jeeves nodded. “Yes, he misses them terribly.” Rose raised a brow. “So where does he eat?” Jeeves looked at her. “Actually, he takes most of his meals in his study. He's in there working all hours, doing research...” You frowned. “What does he research?” you asked him curiously. “History, mostly. Lord Lucien is quite keen on antiquities of all sorts, but he is chiefly interested in things relating to the Old Kingdom.” Rose nodded understanding. “There was a Trader in Old Town who said his stuff was from the Old Kingdom.” Jeeves nodded. “Yes… yes, I believe Lord Lucien… heard about that.” he told us hesitantly. We were standing in front of some big doors now. “We bought a piece of it and we made a wish and now we're here!” She smiled brightly.

Jeeves smiled again. “That's wonderful. Now, when you meet Lord Lucien., you must show respect at all times. Address him as “my lord.” Speak only when spoken to.” he told us, You and Rose nodded. “Yes sir.” she awnsered shortly. Jeeves stood in front of us “And do not mention Lady Fairfax or Amilia.” he said a little more sternly. Jeeves opened the door to the study. “Here we are. Lord Lucien? The children are here.” Jeeves informed as me and Rose walked in and the door closed right behind us. ‘I don't like this’ is all I thought as I tried to push a weird feeling away.

Lord Lucien turned towards us. “Children. It's come to my attention that you have some sort of magic box. May I see it?” he asked looking at us curiously. “It vanished m’lord. We were winding it up, and we made a wish, and then it started to glow and it disappeared.” she said sadly. “After you used it?” is all he asked. Rose nodded. “Yes, m’lord. The man who sold it to us said it was magic.” Lord Lucien looked a little interested.

“The box is of no interest to me, what's remarkable is that you were able to use it. What was your wish?” he then asked. Rose gasps a little scared. “Well, speak up… what did you wish for?” he asked nicely. Then she looked up at him confidently. “To live in a castle… like this one.” Lucien smiled. “Perhaps that could be arranged. I working to rebuild… well, I'm working on something wonderful, for which I need individuals with particular talents. Let us find out if you have them. Would you kindly stand in the circle, please?” Rose looked at him nervously “Erm…” Lucien Looked at her reassuringly. “I promise, it won't hurt you.” This made my weird feeling grow but Rose still obliged and stepped inside the circle, while you still stood at your spot behind Lord Lucien. Behind the circle were also very big colored windows.

Suddenly the circle started to glow in a bright blue. “What's that?” asked scared. “Nothing to worry about.” Lucien answered. You looked a little scared at the circle. Lord Lucien looked at me with reassuring eyes. “Go on. Stand in the circle.” Then Rose looked at you. “It's all right, little Sparrow. Don't be afraid. It doesn't hurt.” Her tone was soft. So you made a quick nod and stepped into the circle.

When you stepped inside there was some sort of a blue glowing wall. You were trapped. Lord Lucien stood in front of you, his face was full of shock and relief. “It's true. Your blood… you are Heroes.” This of course shocked you and Rose. “Heroes? You mean like in the old stories?” she asked amazed. Lord Lucien then tried to touch the barrier and it sent some shocks to him. “Ah!” he screamed out pulling his hand away and holding it. When this happens the circle suddenly starts to glow bright red. “What are you?” he asked angrily as he walked to a table with many papers and a book on it.

He started panting. “Wait. There was, there was something here…” mumbling to himself. “M’lord, what happened? What's that light?” Rose asked seemingly scared. “Quiet! You're heroes… but you're not any of the three…” he would us while looking through the papers. “What's happening?” asked terrified as Lord Lucien suddenly pulled a gun out. You froze as he suddenly pointed it towards Rose. “This isn't what I wanted… but nothing must stand in my way.” he said darkly. Rose looked even more terrified now. “No, wait. Don't! Nooo!” she screamed in agony, but it was too late he pulled the trigger and she fell to the floor. Tears were now streaming out of your face as you realized what happened, You looked at your now dead sister but you still couldn't move, you were to terrified.

Lucien then pointed the gun towards you. “I can't allow you to live either. I'm sorry.” is all that he said. You pulled your arms in in front of you as you backed away towards the window. And then he shot you which made you crash out of the window onto many roofs before crashing into the street.

When you laid there on the street you barely moved Your fingers. You then heard footsteps and a voice. “Death is not your destiny today, little Sparrow… Y/N” You knew that voice… it was the blind woman from the market. Then you felt how you were picked up into her arms, then you blacked out cold.

Suddenly you woke up to a familiar face it was the woman she had a dog with her that licked your face. It was the dog that you and Rose rescued once. Then time went by fast you reached out for the comfort of the dog’s warm fur, ready to take your first steps in a new life.

Ten winters blanketed in Albion, ten summers filled the air with the sounds of insects and laughter. With time your pain turned to strength. Your grief became will. A will to change the world. And to avenge the death that haunted your every dream.

Now you are 19 year old. You got your revenge for your sister with the help of the other three heroes.

Hammer is one of the other three heroes. You and her were taking a walk with Theresa. “Today is very beautiful, it's not too warm and not too cold! So it's the perfect weather to take a little walk.” Hammer breathed out with a satisfied smile. “Mhm” You nodded in agreement.

“How about we go into town and eat something? My treat!” Hammer asked. “Seems like an nice idea.” Theresa agreed. “Yeah sounds good to me!” you cheered happily. “All right, let's go!” Hammer said while laughing at you, so does Theresa.

So when you were halfway there about to reach the town something felt off as you three talked to each other. Suddenly you noticed your surroundings started to glow. “What's happening?” Hammer asks confused with a little hint of worry. “I don't know!” you answered back. “I feel magic behind it, and it's not yours. It's not good either…” Theresa said as you all stopped. Then the wind started to get stronger, the glowing got brighter, and started to circle around you very fast. You put your arm over your eyes to see something but the sight was getting less by every second that passed.

You, Hammer, and Theresa started to panic. “Help me! Please!” you begged inside the glowing mist. Hammer with half tears in her eyes looked at you then at Theresa panicked. ���You have to do something. What's happening to him!?” Hammer screamed. “I can't do anything. This is way against the skills I have.” She said trying to sound calm. “What-” Hammer was about to say something as the mist disappeared, and you with it. Hammer stood there wide eyed. “What happened? Where is he? Theresa where is he!?” She screamed as she fell to her knees. Theresa walked to her side putting a hand on her shoulder to calm her down. “He will be alright. He will find his way back home.” Hammer was in tears as she looked at her. “You think so?” she sniffled. Theresa nodded. “Let's go home for now.” Her voice was even calmer now. Hammer nodded because she knew that Theresa was right.

Far away in a mansion in America was a Man. Roderick Burgess, he and other people stood in a dungeon under the house. They were a cult and Roderick Burgess was the leader of them. They stood around a summoning circle. They spoke in Latin, then the circle started glowing.

Right next to them was Morpheus held captive. He saw what they were doing. He laid there motionless watching them. As they summoned something, or someone. Then a little explosion was seen above the summoning circle and a bright glowing was there but when it vanished, there was a boy lying on the floor unconscious, on his belt was a well made sword and on his back was a crossbow.

“Take his weapons! And his clothes!” ordered Burgess. One of the cultists stepped towards you and bowed down to grab your sword, and another one grabbed your crossbow, then two others came and started to undress you, which led to you opening your eyes. “Oh, you're awake. Let's talk about business then.” You only glared at Burgess but stayed silent, you were now fully naked. “My Name is Roderick Burgess and I want you to be my personal guard, and hear on every command I give you. If you accept, you will get your stuff back. But if you don't, we will put you in a cage and you will rot in there until you die or eventually give in and accept.” again you stayed silent and didn't respond. Burgess let's out a disappointed sigh, then he nodded at the others and walked away.

While you were put into the glass ball you saw a another male that was also naked, in the cage next to yours. He was tall, and skinny, had black hair and bright blue eyes that stared right into yours as you now laid there.

Out of nowhere, Burgess stepped right in front of your view. You looked at him but didn't dare to move a muscle. “I have that you will rethink about my offer. Even if you don't want to, in the end, you will starve and start to beg for it. I hope you're smarter than this.” then he left again.

When he and everyone left it was only you and the other caged male. You both starred at each other again, only that you didn't really look at him because you thought about Theresa and Hammer, and the fact that you miss them and only wanted to get out of here and back home. Your eyes started burning so closed your eyes and silently let the tears slip.

Morpheus watched you as the tears slipped out of your eyes, but after a short while they stopped, and then he noticed that you probably fell asleep, which was probably better that way, is all what Morpheus thought.

The next day you opened your eyes and sat up slowly. Right now you tried to stay calm so you closed your eyes again. And while sitting there you felt the other males eyes on you but you ignored it.

Then Burgess came in and walked in front of Morpheus's cage. Two other people sat in the back playing a game. Burgess held himself on the cage. “The woman who lives with me has gone and robbed me of my fortune. She’s also robbed you. She's taken your helm, your sand, and your ruby.” this made you open your eyes and look at them. “Now I can unlock this, you can go after her…” Morpheus looked up at Burgess with a glare. “If you give me what I've been asking for. Wealth, youth, immortality. Oh, your a god. These things are nothing to you. Don't you want your weapons and freedom? Just like you Hero?” Burgess said lowly looking between the two of you.

So when you and the male in front of him didn't answer he got impatient and angry. “Speak to me! Speak to me! Speak to me!” he screamed and banged his stick against the glass, which caused the male to flinch shortly. A boy came walking from behind. “Come on! Speak to me!” he screamed again. “It's all right, Father.” the boy put his hand on his shoulder tho stop Burgess of what he was doing. ‘That asshole has a kid?’ is all you thought.

Burgess pushed him away. “Get away from me! If you were any kind of son to me…” he told him as he held the stick in the air and lashed out to the boy, but he dodged it, but hit him with the second one. The boy grabbed the stick so they both held it and faced each other. “If Randell was still alive today-” Burgess was cut off by the boy. “If Randell were alive, he would hate you as much as I do.” he said with hatred, and pushed Burgess back as he tried to attack the boy again, which led him to lose his balance hand his head hit the cage.

Burgess let the stick fall hand put his hand on the back of his head and saw blood when he looked at it, then he fell to the ground, with a big wound on the back of his head.

The to other man and the boy rushed to him. “Sir?” one of them said in panic. But when the boy put his hand on Burgess’s head as he saw a pool of blood leaping out of the wound. You and Morpheus only watched the scene. “You won't get out of there. Never.” Burgess looked at You and Morpheus one more time, then his eyes closed. “Sir can you hear me? Sir?” one of the male askedand tried to shake him but Brugess didn't answer. He was Dead.

The boy looked shocked and looked at his father as he sat there on the ground. “He isn't moving. Is he…” one of the males said. “He's dead.” the other one answered as the boy stood up, Looking at his bloodied hand and back to his dead father.

The Boy stumbled away a few feet but stopped between our cages. He stopped at the cage of the other male and turned to look at him. Morpheus stared back at him and slowly stood up, Your checks got red as you saw that but you wanted to see the interaction.

Morpheus reached his hand out. ‘He’s probably asking him to open the cage.’ is what you thought. The boy turned his head a bit as he reached out too. “Don't do it, sir. He’ll kill us.” one of the males said. “What would your father say?” the male spoke again, Before the boy's hand touched the glass he stopped and put his hand back down, and looked at the ground.

The male in the cage looked disappointed, as the boy looked back up. “I need to think.” he said and looked at the other male then to you, then he left. Morpheus also had put his hand back down watching him leave.

You were angry, but still, you stood up slowly wich made Morpheus look at you. You were a bit ashamed because you had no clothes on but you pushed that aside as you both looked at each other. You held sadness in your eyes as you slowly reached out and put one hand flat on the glass. Morpheus did the same while staring into your eyes. When you looked at him you immediately felt safe.

Then nine months later the door to the Dungeons door was heard which made the guards stand up and open the gate. Alex and also another boy came in. “How are they today, Rogers?” Alex asked. Rogers sighed. “Moved his hand this morning. Right hand. And the other one is also just sitting there but didn't move.” Alex nodded, as the other boy walked in. He had a look of shock on his face and gasped. “Oh, my God.” he looked at Alex and back to you and Morpheus. “Alex?” he asked.

Alex then walked in looking at the both of you. “Hello. This is my friend, Paul.” he told you as they walked further in. “Paul, these are our unwilling guests.” he said looking at his friend shortly.

Alex was getting a little nervous. “Look, we've been talking, Paul and I, and if I let you out, will you promise not to harm us?” he asked calmly while looking at us. You both didn't move not answered his question. “If you could just speak to us.” Paul said a little nervous himself, but again silence.

Alex looked at Paul. “You see, I told you.” he was a little disappointed. “I'm telling you, you have to keep trying. Show them that they can trust you. Show them that you mean it.” Paul softly awnsered back.

Alex nodded at us. “I do mean it. Just promise that you won't hurt me or Paul, and I will let you out.” Alex tried to reason. But again we didn't answer. We just looked at them this time.

Almost eighty years later you had developed feelings for the Male in the cage next to you which was weird because you didn't even know his name, but little did you know that Morpheus also grew feelings for you.

Also the guards started to change every now and then until they looked very modern. And you, you were still looking young and didn't age which you thought was weird and not normal, but Alex was old now just as Paul was, they both married year's ago. They were in the dungeon again. Alex stood in front of Morpheus's cage and had his hand on the glass. “I could have asked you for wealth or Power, and protection, like my father did. But all I wanted was to be free of you two.” He said softly.

You and Morpheus looked up at him. “Surely you want that too.” Paul walked into view pushing a wheelchair in front of him. “Alex, darling, please.” he said softly mentioning to the wheelchair. Alex put his hand away from the glass and sat down in the wheelchair, Paul's hand on his shoulder. He looked at us one more time. “Take me upstairs, Paul. I won't be coming down here again.” is all that he said as Paul started to push the wheelchair, and now there was a gap in the protective circle. Paul stopped a few feet away and looked back seeing it, then he looked at us and made a small nod. He then around and and left with Alex.

Morpheus looked at the gap and wondered why Paul would do that, but in the end it doesn't matter, he can free himself and you now and that's all that matters to him right now.

So when they got out, and the door to the dungeon closed, it was only two guards left inside. “Old Dracula here’s not moving an inch. Just like the other weirdo.” the Female guard said quietly, looking up from her book she was reading. “Why do you call it Dracula and weirdo?” The male guard said tiredly while looking up from his newspaper. “Because I think they are. What do you think they are?” she asked quickly.

The male sighed. “I try not. You know what I think about?” he asked her, again looking up from his newspaper. “Majorca. Four days… and I'll be on a beach. Stinking of suntan lotion.” he said and smiled to himself at the thought.

Morpheus leaned forward holding himself on the glass while glaring at the guard. And you were just watching. “Lucky bugger. I was on Corfu on holiday once.” the female guard told as the other one yawned and fell asleep. Suddenly something weird starts to happen as Morpheus stares at the guard. The guard stood up from his chair and shot both of our cages and they started to break. You sat there wide eyed. “Fred!” the female guard screamed.

She ran towards him to stop him. “Fred, stop it! You'll… Fred!” she screamed but it was too late Both of your cages exploded into many pieces and our surroundings were glowing. You and Morpheus got out of your cages. “Don’t move! Stay where you are!” the guy called Fred screamed. “What… what's he got in his hands?” the female screamed. You looked at Morpheus and saw that he had something in his balled fist but you couldn't see it.

Morpheus slowly put his hand up where he held something in it right in front of his face. The guards already had their weapons aimed at us. “Oi! Open your hands, now!” she screamed at him.

And so he opened his Hand and you saw him blowing some sort of sand towards them, which made them instantly fall asleep. You were watching the scene curious. But then all of your strength suddenly left your legs and you fell to your knees right next to Morpheus with a thud. He instantly looked at you and kneeled down to your hight.

He slowly put his hand on your cheek and his eyes looked at you softly. “I'll get us out of here.” he said and his tone was smooth but very deep. You melted into his hand and nodded at him. Then he slowly picked you up bridal style. Your arms around his waist as you were sucked into the glowing. You… you were getting your revenge now.

Then in a room a black cat came in and sat on a chair in the middle of the room. There also came Alex into the room he looked young again and he curiously looked at the cat with his head tilted to the side. Suddenly the cat disappeared and Morpheus sat on the chair and you stood beside him both fully clothed as you looked at Alex darkly. “Hello” Morpheus said.

Alex was scared you could see it in his eyes. “It's... It's you two. You're… you're free.” he said quietly. “We are.” Morpheus simply awnsered as he stood up and the wind started to blow through the open window. “And have you any idea what it was like? Confined in a cage for over a century?” he asked as he slowly walked towards Alex. “Do you understand the damage you've done to your world?” he asked again. Alex was more then just scared now, he was terrified. “I'm sorry. I… I didn't know. Please.” he said backing away a bit.

Morpheus looked at him unbothered just like you. “Your punishment, then, shall be a gift.” when he said that Alex turned to a little boy. “I give you this, the gift… of eternal… sleep.” when he finished the sentence he blow some sand in Alex’s face and he fell asleep.

Morpheus looked looked back at you holding his hand out. “Let's get out of here.” That's all you needed to hear and took his hand as he teleported you both.

A voice was heard. ”Sir. Sir.” It was the panicked voice of Lucienne. “Oh, my goodness.” she kneeled down to turn him onto his back. “Sir. It's me!” she panted as she saw his eyes opening. “It's Lucienne.” she said as Morpheus looked at her and started to smile and took her hand. “Lucienne.” he whispered weakly. “Your home, my Lord.” and that's when Morpheus started to frown. When he looked beside him he noticed you weren't there. “My Lord? What's wrong?” she asked worriedly.

Morpheus started to stand up. “A boy, he was held captive. Just like me. I brought him with me.” He said as he started to look around. Not even a minute later he saw you laying a few feet away from him, and he immediately sprinted towards you with Lucienne. “A Human? Why was he held captive?” she asked confused. Morpheus shook his head as he turned you around and saw you breathing normally. “He is not fully human, it seems. Because he didn't age for almost a century. The man who held us captive once called him Hero.” Lucienne looked at him baffled. “Do you think he is one of the three heroes? My Lord?” she asked. “I don't know.” is all he awnsered as he gently put a hand on your cheek which made you open your eyes.

When you saw him you started to smile. “Your safe now.” Morpheus said softly as he helped you off of the ground. You looked around and saw the woman with pointy ears and smiled at her. “Hello, jung Man.” she smiled back at you. You were a little scared to speak because you didn't talk since you were held captive, but you decided to still try it. “H-Hello.” you said but your voice didn't sound raspy or broken as you thought it would be. Morpheus and Lucienne smiled at you. “Thank you, for taking me with you…” you started but you trailed off because you didn't know his name.

Morpheus smiled softly at you. “My name is Morpheus. And this is Lucienne.” he told you. “Thank you, Morpheus. And my name is Y/N.” you smiled at both of them.

You started walking over to very huge gates on a massive wall. On those big gates were some pictures in it it looked well made. It made you look at them amazed with your mouth wide open. Morpheus looked at you and chuckled. “You like them?” he asked which made you blink before realizing, and looked at him. “Yeah! I-I mean they look astonishing!” you smiled at him nervously.

Morpheus then raised his hand and touched the gates, they began shaking and started to open up. “Forgive me, sir, but… the realm, the palace… they are not as you left them.” Lucienne said as Morpheus looked at her. Morpheus looked through the gate as it opened. His look… he was shocked with what happened to his Realm… his home.

You, looked shocked too, even if you didn't know how it looked like before. You saw the dead trees and bushes, the land looked like as if it was completely dead. Then you saw that a piece of the roof from the half destroyed castle fell down. “What happened here? Who did this?” He asked not daring to look away from his destroyed home.

Lucienne let out a sigh. “My Lord, you are The Dreaming, The Dreaming is you. With you gone as long as you were, the realm began to… decay. And crumble.” she looked at him sadly as he looked back at her. “And the residents? The Palace staff?” Morpheus asked with a little hope. “I'm afraid most have… gone.” she looked at the ground. “Gone?” he asked rising his eyebrows. “Some went looking for you.” she looked back at him. “And the others?” He asked walking in front of her. Lucienne looked back down to her side, then back up. “They thought, perhaps, you'd grown weary of your duties and…” Morpheus stopped her. “What? Abandoned them? Had they so little faith in me?” he asked in disbelief.

Lucienne didn't know what to say. You on the other concentrated on the view that was in front of you, as the conversation went deff on your ears. You slowly started to move away from them and towards the destroyed landscape. You felt welcomed even if the view in front of you didn't look welcoming in the first place. You closed your eyes whilst you took in the fresh air.

Lucienne looked towards you, which made Morpheus look behind him and he sees that you are walking away from them. When suddenly they saw some tears rolling down your face, when you turned your head sideways.

Lucienne looks worried. Then you felt a hand on your shoulder which made you open your eyes and look at the person who's hand was on your shoulder. It was Morpheus. You look at him puzzled. “Y/N?” Morpheus asked. “Yes? Is something wrong?” you tilted your head. “You seemed lost in thoughts. What's wrong?” he asked softly. “Didn’t notice that! I'm happy to be free again and out of this tiny cell in that weird Dungeon… Aaaand I'm probably a little tired after some sleepless nights.” You laughed awkwardly while scratching your head.

Morpheus nodded. “How about a little sleep then?” He asked while rising a brow. “Hmmm, no. Not before I helped you rebuild your realm!” you said grinning and put your hands on your hips. “But if you want to help him, you will need your sleep.” Lucienne reasoned. You humed. “You're probably right. Okay, I'll sleep once we’re there.” you smiled. Morpheus nodded again. “Let's go shall we?” you nodded at his question and walked beside him.

When you arrived at the castle, Morpheus turned towards you. “Come with me, I show you where you can sleep,” he started as you part ways with Lucienne. “Can I ask you something, Morpheus?” you look at him. “Of course. What do you want to know?” you thought for a short second. “I wanted to know who you are besides Morpheus, you know?” you asked nervously. Morpheus smiled and made a small chuckle. “I am an Endless, Dream of the Endless to be exact. People also call me the Sandman. Also we're here.” he said opening a door to a bedroom that was still intact. When you went inside you saw that the room was painted in black, but it was held simple.

You pulled your shoes, coat, and shirt off. When you sat down on the bed, Morpheus follows you and stands in front of you. “Who's room is this?” you asked looking around. “It's mine.” he simply answered. Your head shot into his direction while standing up. “I didn't know. I can sleep on the floor too.” you tried to say as he already put a hand on your shoulder and sat you back down. “It's alright. I told you to sleep, didn't I?” you looked baffled as you nodded at him. “Now, lay down.” you did as you were told and pulled the covers over you.

Morpheus kneels down to your height, and holds a closed hand in front of his face, which makes you realize what he was about to do so you stop him. “Wait!” you said which made him raise a brow. “Yes?” he asks while looking into your eyes. “We can share the bed if you want! I mean if it's okay with you…” you said shyly. This catches Morpheus off guard but he starts to smirk slightly. “If that's what you want. I will. But I will go and talk to Lucienne shortly, then I'll be back.” he says and you give him a closed-eyed smile. “Yeah, I'll wait.” Morpheus gives you a nod as he stands up and leaves the room grinning to himself.

About ten minutes later he returned. “I'm here now.” he says and you simply nod at him. So he pulls his shirt and pants off but leaves the boxers on. He walks over to the empty side of the bed and gets under the covers. You both stare at each other until you slowly fell asleep. Morpheus smiled at your peaceful sleeping face as he slowly touched your cheek with his hand. Then the next second, you had your arms around him and snuggled into his chest. “Good night, Y/N.” Morpheus had a small smile on his face as he laid his arms around your body.

[redskull199987]

Friend

Morpheus x male!reader Request

Words:1.2k

Warnings:none

Summary: You're working for Alex Burgess. As you hear him and his husband talking about a person in the basement, you decide to go check it for yourself...

Requested by Hideto-san on Wattpad

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I was striding around the house of Mr. Burgess. He had given me the day off, but since I was his personal servant, my presence could be requested at any time. Nevertheless, I had nothing to do with my time.

I spend the majority of the day reading or taking walks in the garden.

I was sitting on the stairs, as I thought about what I could do when I started to hear yelling.

I furrowed my eyebrows and slowly got up. The yelling got louder and I realized that it was Mr. Burgess and his Husband.

I was used to them fighting a little bit, but I never heard them yelling at each other.

I slowly made my way upstairs and carefully listened to the conversation. I stopped in the hall, before so rounding the corner. I was able to understand them now.

"He will kill me!! And you!!", Mr. Burgess yelled.

"We can't keep him in there forever!", his Husband answered, a little bit quieter.

"It's useless, I will talk to him. I can't riskyou getting hurt!"

"He can't stay in the basement forever, Alex! And you know that!"

I cursed under my breath, as I accidentally knocked over a statue, that was standing on the shelf next to me. I caught it just in time and put it back, but the couple had heard me and stopped talking.

I quickly ran back downstairs, but I didn't stop there. I immediately made my way to the basement.

I had heard all kinds of rumors of course. But I never believed that Mr. Burgess actually kept someone in the basement. And not just anyone, an eternal being, as the rumors said.

Almost out of breath, I stopped in front of the corner that lead to the basement.

I leaned forward and peaked around. The first thing I saw was a giant glass bowl it looked like an overdimensional fish bowl.

The next thing I saw was a desk with two people sitting in front of it, but as I looked closely, I saw that they were both asleep.

I took a step forward and carefully entered the room.

Only now, I noticed the strange symbols that were drawn in the ground, but that wasn't the strangest thing.

What was even more surprising, was the man lying in the glass bowl.

He looked at me for a second but he didn't move an inch. He had his head leaned on his arms and was staring at the ground.

I slowly walked around the bowl. Only now I noticed, that he wasn't wearing any clothes and he looked very pale, unhealthy even.

I started to wonder who he was and if he had done anything to deserve to be in here.

"What could anyone do to deserve this?", I said to myself. I didn't know if the man heard what I said. But he didn't move, so I kneeled down in front of him.

"No one deserves this", I mumbled and Raised my hand to carefully touch the glass.

I could've imagined it, but it looked like the man's eyes softened at my words.

I watched as he slowly raised his hand to put his fingers where mine were laying in the other side of the glass.

I heard shifting behind me and turned around. I saw that one of the guards was about to wake up. I quickly got up.

"I will come back. I promise", I whispered to the man and granted him a smile, before turning around and quickly leaving the basement. I felt like, this was the start of a good friendship...

I was on my way home from work, as I got the message, that Alex Burgess had died in his sleep. To be honest, I couldn't say that I was shocked, after all he was an old man who had lived his life. My he rest in peace.

Nevertheless, I was wondering if it had something to do with the man in the basement. Over the last few months, I had befriended the strange creature. He never talked to me, but he always listened. I started with explaining to him, what had happened over the last 100 years and after a while I started reading to him. He even started to sit up, whenever I visited him.

And after Mr. Burgess had caught us once, I thought that it was over, but as he noticed that the man reacted to me, he decided that I was now officially allowed to visit him. He told me that he was the ruler of the Dreaming, the so-called "Sandman".

At first I didn't believe his words, but after researching a little bit. It all made sense. The sleeping disease, the year he was captured, the fact that he didn't age at all. It all fitted perfectly.

I sighed as I opened the door to my apartment. I was wondering if he got out eventually and killed Burgess or if he was still in his bowl and if he was, what would happen to him now.

I was too lazy to turn on the lights, as I entered my kitchen. A few seconds later, I wished I had turned it on. I bumped into something hard, presumably a person.

I yelped and jumped back, my hand flew to the light switch and I gasped as I saw wvo was standing there In front of me.

It was him, the sandman. But now, he was wearing an entire black attire, adorned with a large black coat.

"It's you", I whispered, "So you got out after all."

"I did."

In all the time, that I knew him, this was the first time that I heard his voice. It was a deep, smoky voice. It was nice listening to him.

"Are you going to kill me?", I gulped. After all, he had killed Burgess. At least I assumed it.

"No.", he stated and stepped closer. I slowly backed up until I felt the kitchen counter hit me.

"I came he to thank you", He mumbled and looked up, "You have been a good friend to me. I, Morpheus want to thank you."

"Morpheus", I replied, "So that's your name. It suits you."

I watched as a smile formed on Morpheus' face. I felt honored, since he looked like someone who didn't smile very often.

I watched carefully, as he raised his hand.

"May I?", he asked quietly.

I nodded and felt how he started to caress my cheek with his calloused hand. He inched closer and slowly leaned down.

"Thank you.", Morpheus mumbled again, before pressing his lips on mine. I closed my eyes, as I melted into the kiss. I could feel his thankfulness, his passion, all of his emotions were poured into this kiss and it was something that I had never felt before.

I gasped as we parted. My eyes opened and he was gone. I carefully raised my hand to touch my lips.

Morpheus was certainly something tgta I would never forget. Who knows, maybe we would meet again. Maybe not in this world, but in another...

[lazycats-stuff]

Morpheus

Morpheus x male!reader

Summary: The Corinthian finds Morpheus's lover. Morpheus is not happy.

Morpheus x male!reader

Summary: Morpheus's lover gets sick and Morpheus take care of him.

Morpheus x male!reader

Summary: Morpheus hasn't heard from his lover in a few days. At first he thinks (Y/N) is busy, but soon realizes that somebody took him. Morpheus is not happy.

Morpheus x male!reader

Summary: (Y/N) is not feeling good about himself. He feels insecure about his relationship with Morpheus, thinking that he was out of Morpheus's league. The result of those thoughts was putting distance and Morpheus is determined to find out what is (Y/N) doing.

[skinnywalker]

So I'm sure other Sandman fanfic authors have written stories based on Hades and Persephone, but I am going to do it too because I love that story. So I'm 100 % sure this concept has been done before, but

Every four months (Morpheus x human reader)

The fates have told Morpheus that his appointment human lover, destined by fate to rule the Dreaming with him, has reached the age where he is meant to be taken from the earth, the only problem is every four months he must return with his still working human body.

[grrw-boy]

Why is he so pretty? I cant believe i like someone this much! (he's fictional)

[hopelessrromantix]

we've seen how Morpheus can cross into people's dreams. I wonder if he's ever crossed into one that's surprised him? If he's ever been tempted to stick around in a dream that's been so comfortable and safe-feeling. Maybe reader dreaming of domesticity with Morpheus, and Morpheus getting tempted to linger for longer than he should because it is nice to have that life with them, even if it is just through a dream

Welcome to Morpheus letting himself relax for a bit

Given that you spent most of your time in the Dreaming itself, having dreams of your own was uncommon.

But every so often you’d have a break, time enough to fall asleep in the bed that Morpheus himself so rarely slept in.

And Morpheus, to his surprise, was hesitant to admit that he loved spending time in your dreams.

The second he felt you fall asleep he’d always make time to visit you. He’d never given this away (nor intruded on things he clearly shouldn’t), but it was a favorite activity of his.

"Are you awake, love?" You questioned, your voice ringing out through the room.

The room you’d fallen asleep in was soaked in morning light, different from the daylight you usually saw in the Dreaming.

Your hand stretched out, hand tracing the face of the man in bed with you.

He was a bit ashamed to admit he felt a flash of jealousy before remembering that technically this dream was about him.

"I am," his copy responded, its head resting on your chest. It was rare the two of you were ever alone, laying in bed together with enough time to talk and simply enjoy each other's company.

"You do not have anything to attend to, do you?" You questioned, one hand playing with his hair.

He didn't realize how much he missed that.

"Not today," his copy said, smiling. "I love you."

Was it bad to feel jealous of a dreamt up copy? Maybe.

"I love you too."

Morpheus hid himself in your dream, walking closer to the bed and simply laying down where his copy was, taking its place as silently as possible.

You either didn't notice or didn't mind, playing with his hair as if nothing had happened. He smiled at the feeling of your fingers carting through his hair.

The room was quiet, but it provided a deep sense of comfort. Just laying there, listening to your heart beat within your dream and taking the place of his much calmer copy. He could allow himself to believe there was nothing to do and nowhere to be, even if just for a few minutes.

"I wish we had more time like this," he lamented, closing his eyes.

"I do too, my love." You turned your head, pressing a kiss into his hair that made him lightly sigh.

"Just to be clear, you aren't as sneaky as you believe, Morpheus." You said, smirking. "You could always come rest in our actual bed, you know."

He huffed. He shouldn't be shocked that you noticed.

"I'm sorry I haven't as of late, my love. Repairing the Dreaming has been taking over my thoughts."

You smiled. "I understand why, Morpheus." You assured. "But let yourself relax, at least for now."

You allowed yourself to wake, finding yourself in the same positions you were in a moment ago, save for Morpheus' coat.

"Let yourself rest, my love." You whispered, kissing his forehead. You closed the room's curtains without lifting a finger, the Dreaming shaping itself after your desires.

"I love you." He mumbled, his body already relaxing into a state as close to sleep as the Endless could get.

"And I as well."

[gaypirate420]

Answers // Dream*

Dream of the Endless* x Witch!male!reader.

Summary: You called for your lord after a strange dream.

Part two.

You crossed your legs, sitting on the floor with a nervous sigh and shaky hands.

You had dreamed of him, your lord, your king. You have been to The Dreaming, encounter the King of Nightmares on your worst night terrors.

But this was different, that wasn't him you know for sure, a double made by your mind.

Lord Morpheus doesn't make up the dreams, all that comes from the human mind as he claims.

Which only makes it worse, your mind wanted that, you wanted that. With your master of all people.

You light the incense, drew the symbols on your floor with chalk, eyes locked on the candle, that black candle that connects you to him. Your own prayer candle for Dream.

It was a gift from the Dream Lord himself. Only for you because there is no other witch who works with him.

Morpheus doesn't usually shows up on your home, no need to be nervous, it will be like any other day.

But that was before his imprisonment.

Lord Morpheus has changed, oh dear stars you know he has.

You light the candle and extended your hands to the air, your head down and eyes closed. You took a deep breath.

"Lord of Dreams." You began, your circle of candles slowly lighting one by one.

"Oneiros. My ruler and Master. I, The Moon's son, call to thee. I pray to thee and ask for your answers and your knowledge." You shouted to the wind.

The flame of the candle changed to black. The lights of the candles flickered, making the shadows dance.

"I call to thee. I pray to thee! Answer me, my sweet prince—" You needed answers, but not for the ones that were on your mind at the moment, this dream of yours must not be discussed with Morpheus.

"Answer the pleas of your dearest dreamer and loyal servant." You whispered, the wind opened your windows aggressively, the lights of your circle went instinct but the black flame of the prayer candle stayed strong.

You opened one eye, to peak, praying that he decided to stay on his realm.

No.

Shadows emerged together and a pair of black boots could be seen behind the candle, walking towards you.

"You called." Morpheus speaks, his soothing voice filled your ears, you closed your eyes and your arms come down to your lap.

"Look at me when I speak to you, dreamer." He demanded annoyed, you opened your eyes and meet his star filled gaze.

"Yes, my lord." You said low, you were nervous, never in your inmortal life have been so nervous to be in the presence of your lord.

Was he aware of your dream? He must be, you prayed he wasn't, not yet at least.

"My apologies, my king—"

Lord Morpheus looked different, every century or so he changes his appearance but this one is one of your favorites, probably because you haven't see him in a century.

His pale finger brushed your cheek.

"Eyebags." He remarked with a frown, you stared at him with your mouth slightly open.

"Y-yes, indeed they are—" You responded after blinking in disbelief.

"Have I not given you the sweetest of dreams since my return? Have I failed my dearest dreamer?" He asks so softly, there is an air of disappointment on his voice.

"No, not at all, Oneiros." You whispered softly before smiling reassuringly.

"Mm, very well then." The Dream Lord spoke offering his hand, you took it and stood up ending inches away from his pale face.

"Why have I been summoned?" He asked without letting go of your hand.

"I need— answers— It is about a dream of mine, sir." You revealed, The Lord of Dreams looked at you with a slight tilt of his head.

"Oh. I gifted you the power of dream interpretation. What have you seen that not even you can make sense of it?" Morpheus asked softly and you opened your mouth but closed it right after.

Don't tell him. Do not say a thing. He can't know when you're right infront of him.

"It is a bit— complicated, my lord." You confessed, he gives a slight nod and walked you towards the mountain of pillows and blankets that you use for adivination and drinking tea with him.

Just like in your dream.

You stopped on your tracks, Morpheus meets your gaze.

"Is there something wrong, my starlight?" He spoke. You stayed static.

His hand cupped your cheek, you melted against his palm, you sighed and closed your eyes.

You opened them immediately.

"My dreamer?" He called with worry, his hand goes to your shoulder.

"That was no dream—" You whispered.

It was a premunition.

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A/N: Hey, helloooo, tell me if ya want part twoooo, I really liked this little idea I got so i hope y'all like it.

[oruvirgin]

Im back again with new Morpheus x male fanart 🫶🏻✨️ I love this so much, I want to hug him and lift him into air.

[ultimateissuessimp]

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