#sandman reaction

[webonchin]

"someone please ban them from the library"

silly thing that I decided to finish, I love how my first Sandman fanart post was just Matthew being the third wheel impossible not to include it again , our favorite wingman.

original image below

[kittynannygaming]

Professor Robert Gadling's photo for the University Calendar. Month of June, obviously.

(Then Dream learnt about the "Dark Side" of the Calendar with 1/3 of the pictures being of Hob. Dream bought all of them -once he recovered from seeing the pics- he was "a guest" of the Threshold for a good 2 weeks. Desire bleached everything.)

[banancrumbs]

wild is the wind

[valiantstarlights]

(At Hob's flat)

Matthew: Hey, Boss's husband. I've got a knock-knock joke for you. ...You know what those are, right? 👀

Hob: ...Matthew, I'm more than 600 years old. Of course I know what knock-knock jokes are.

Matthew: Okay, good! You'll enjoy this, then! So uh, knock knock.

Hob: Who's there?

Matthew: Turn down for.

Hob, perking up: Turn down for who?

Matthew: TURN DOWN FOR WHAT

(Hob and Matthew start dancing like possessed worms)

Dream, who is also more than 600 years old and is watching this from the safety of the couch:

[theaceace]

imagining a world in which Simon agreed to go with Edwin and try to escape hell, imagining Simon developing an immediate and very inadvisable crush on the cute guy that just threw a grenade at a demon and Edwin's reaction to that, imagining the reaction of Charles Overprotective Rowland when he finds out that the guy Edwin insists on dragging along with them is one of the guys that sacrificed him to a demon in the first place, imagining the Night Nurse's face when three dead boys pop back through the door instead of two

[wierdlesbian]

kiss♡

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MY HEART MY HEEERAAAART THANK YOU DENJI FOR BLESSING MY EYES WITH THIS MASTER PIECE

*Dies*

[writing-for-life]

Lyta and the Geryon’s Warning—Daniel Govar

I had this in my queue already but I brought it up to the top. Because I feel tickled to post more Lyta art now. Unsurprisingly, there is virtually none (apart from original comic panels)…

[sarcasticorgasms]

"He shook himself, rubbing his palm over his face, and with the other, he took Dream’s hand. “Right. We have to go, now. Can you summon those tears, love?”

Dream's glower flickered to a smirk, one that was exactly as delightfully mean as Hob had ever known him to be, and Dream passed a hand across his own face. In its wake, he left the appearance of an utterly distraught young woman, tears streaking down her cheeks, crystalline blue eyes limpid with the unshed threat of more. At the sight of her, every gentlemanly instinct in Hob’s soul cried out with the need to drop everything he was doing to comfort this poor waif right then and there." - Chapter 5, Come Live With Me and Be My Love by @avelera

[na-shoba]

did someone order some lucifer reactions memes? no? well, you'll get them anyways.

Masterlist

[namorian]

thanks to gwen i can make as many wednesday x sandman crossover jokes as i want

edit: for my own sanity i have to put on here that lucifer from the sandman is nonbinary/agender and has been since the 80s. so please keep that in mind when tagging thanks.

[lukasadss]

Mason back to filming HELLO

[wolf-and-raven-dreaming]

When the reveal you had been sitting on for nearly a year is getting the reaction you were hoping for:

[landwriter]

Saw some anon's headcannon about how Dream probably threatened a bunch of gods to make sure Orpheus was born healthy. What's your take on it? I personally love protective dad Dream and he IS overprotective, but in comics(I'm not sure if you've read them so I'm not gonna spoil anything) he always puts his function before his loved ones, and I don't know if he'd risk future diplomatic interactions or smth. What do you think?

the ask in question answered by @softest-punk.

Dream, as The Corinthian says, is ‘more than a god’ - he is apparently older and greater than gods - so I feel a bit, I don’t know, no threats or bribing needed. More sort of showing up, pointedly. His attention and presence is enough. I imagine Calliope, with her place among the Greek gods and goddesses, probably had healthy birth and blessings etc. pretty well covered, but I do see Dream as a fretting father-to-be. I imagine after the first few times showing up at whatever the supernatural equivalent is of the produce section of the neighbourhood grocery store just to aggressively lock eyes with any of the local deities whose functions concerned with Having Good Babies, Calliope probably got word and told him to cut it out. But he would fret, surely. He would. He is very, very ancient and as far as I know this is the first and only time he fathers a child.

He and by extension his realm must become shaped, in some ways, to his concern - he is the vessel of the entire unconsciousness, and I can see him, perhaps, during the first few months, going to Lucienne in a panic, after paying special attention to pregnant Dreamers - all those waking fears and hopes are already so complex! so wild! imagine if your only perception of them was those feelings too great and strange to be articulated while awake. “Can human children really come out as. A dozen frogs.” “No, my lord.” - “Is it true that if the unborn child is discontent, he will crawl out the mother’s mouth?” “No, my lord.” - “Lucienne, are you positive a child cannot stay in the womb forever? This is a surpassing frequent subject in the dreams of pregnant beings.” “Yes, my lord.”

The thing is, Dream does seem like he’d be rather the old-fashioned type about this, who would prefer to know nothing at all since he is Lord of Dreams, etc, etc, and has higher things to attend to, but the problem is he can’t really avoid the concept of it, so he is at once attempting to be distant and removed as usual, while having, on-tap, every single positive and negative feeling, every single great and horrific story, about pregnancy, about childbirth, about being a father.

I imagine, later in the pregnancy, his focus turns to dreams of children growing up, and who they become. I think he speaks to no one about this, but watches, over and over, the nightmares of parents whose children are born healthy, beautiful, and strong, whose children have great fates - as his surely will - and whose children disobey them, or fall in battle, or turn out to be cruel. I imagine he is haunted by stories of sons and their fathers. He will do better. He must. And all of it gets stored up and creates a feeling and a fear so great that it comes out the way it always does with parents: trying to exert agency over their child, and thus alienating them.

I think Dream, as a result of his function - not in spite of it - was fully unable to be At All Normal about both his imminent and then actual fatherhood. I think he must have had an eternity’s worth of hopes and expectations for his first son. I think that, among many reasons, is why Orpheus was his only son. I think whatever fears he has for subsequent romantic and intimate relationships, so well-represented in fanfic, would be leagues worse concerning the prospect of another child. I think whatever terrible lover and partner he thinks himself to be, he thinks far worse of his parenting. When your own stubbornness, your own propensity for Big Feelings, your own quickness to isolate yourself in grief - when these traits are carried on in your child, whether you recognize it at the time or not, and then Orpheus’ fate the result - how could he not? (But, of course, he does not blame Calliope for giving him her talent in music, or her fairness. So it goes.)

In the years after, he must have thought often on his old fears for Orpheus’ safe birth. How quaint his worries then would seem to him. A safe birth, when he could have been praying for a safe life.

[for reference - I haven't read the comics but I have seen Some Of The Panels Concerning Orpheus and the Orpheus Sandman wiki. One day I will set aside an entire day to weep and wail and gnash my teeth about the fact that was the task Dream mentioned to Hob, the task that Lady Johanna Constantine performed so 'admirably'. One day, I will set aside an entire day to think about how differently that conversation could have gone.]

[hopeidontgetaddictedtothis]

Fiddler's Green reaction gifs for future use

[lutheban]

Me: showing Neil Gaiman's Tumblr blog to my friend and sees he reposted a Sandman fanart

Him: WOW! He likes The Sandman?! Man I didn't know that that's so cool! It's like one of my favorite comics ever!!

Me: yeah dude he wrote it.

Him: HE WROTE IT??

[theaceace]

Though Roderick and his followers didn't realise it at the time, the magic in the circle and the glass orb meant that the only people who could see Dream were the ones that were there when he was summoned, so as far as the guards are concerned they're guarding an empty glass sphere that a delusional old man thinks holds something. And then of course, Hob gets hired as a guard and it's dealer's choice if Dream has realised by then that no one but Burgess and his Order can see him.

But then because Hob is sort of aware that magic and esoteric things do exist, he sees Burgess (sr or jr) talking to the globe and is like, huh. Maybe there is something in there. But maybe it's a demon like the rumours say and I shouldn't let it out. But Hob starts talking to Dream anyway while the other guard takes longer and longer smoke breaks.

Whichever Burgess is around at the time realises that there must be something about this guard, because the next time he comes down to yell/bargain/threaten, Dream has moved. He's hidden his face, there are handprints against the glass, and the dreamlord's shoulders are shaking.

It doesn't take him long to figure out the pattern - that this only happens around Robert, for whatever reason, and the man himself has no notion of what's in the circle - and eventually he sends the guards out so that he can tell Dream exactly what he'll do to this Robert if Dream doesn't comply. That he may not understand what it is about this one man that compels one of the Endless so, when he has been so unaffected by everything else but the death of his familiar, but that doesn't matter. He will find out, and he will leverage it, however he needs to.

He turns and leaves, and basically I want Hob to wander back in none the wiser and settle into his chair and his usual routine of talking all moony eyed about his stranger, while Dream is roaring his fear and fury and beating his fists bloody against the glass