#the sandman desire x reader

[why-what-no]

Learning Their Partner Is Neurodivergent & On The Autism Spectrum

Pairing: Morpheus x Reader, Desire x Reader, Lucifer x Reader

Warnings: None

Notes: I get this request literally the day after I’m like « maybe I actually am on the spectrum and the jokes my siblings make about me being autistic are more accurate than I thought » 😅

Requested by: @punkrockvalkyrie

Morpheus:

😴 Morpheus would be super out of date on terminology when you told him about your disorder.

😴 Mental health was barely talked about when he had been imprisoned, let alone something like Autism Spectrum Disorder.

😴 But he was very supportive when you told him, after getting you to explain what it all meant. What your symptoms were and all that

😴 Honestly, Morpheus really understood it. A lot of the things you described feeling were things that he understood, and he immediately got into the routine of helping you to deal with your disorder

😴 You were the most important thing to him, and he would want to make sure you struggled as little as possible.

Desire:

😍 You didn’t really need to tell Desire what you were struggling with. They could see it even without being told.

😍 Still, they still sat you down and asked you to tell them yourself. They wanted to let you know that they wouldn’t speak about it if you didn’t want them to.

😍 But you told them, your love listening to you gently as you told them about the feelings and the struggles you have.

😍 Of course, they were mainly interested in what they could do to make your time easier. Your desires were their top priority

😍 So much of their time and brain space was spent on you, so it came as no surprise they would do anything they could to make your life easy

Lucifer:

😈 Lucifer won’t know about your disorder, but they will definitely pick up on your little quirks and needs

😈 And they’ll attend to those needs in all situations, getting rid of anything or anyone that causes you distress.

😈 But it’s only when they make a teasing comment about those quirks that you tell them that you’re on the Autism Spectrum.

😈 They’ll apologize for their comment, but when you tell them that it’s fine, Lucifer will ask you to explain your disorder a bit more

😈 They want to learn as much as possible about what their love goes through. They’ve always wanted to take care of you as much as possible, and now they know how

[scarlet-ancunin]

·:*¨༺ ♱𝔾𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕃𝕚𝕤𝕥 ♱ ༻¨*:·

Hey Everyone it certainly has been a while But I decided to make the Grand Master List which will have the links to each master list leading to their respective stories and shows.

An update as to the Rules of my Writing and Request:

I don't Mind most Nsfw Request but if i feel uncomfortable with it I will not do it and i will inform you through Dm and if anon i will request you send another :)

Im a sucker for Fluff and Angst most of the time.

All of the requests should follow one rule - have fun and think outside the box

I don't mind doing Canon / Alternate Universe Requests.

I usually have Gen Reader unless asked by request if they want it to be boy, girl etc

IF THERE IS TO MANY REQUEST I WILL CLOSE IT TEMPORARILY

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My Time Zone is Eastern Standard Time so i will try to post in the afternoon around the times of 12pm - 4pm

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⋇⊶⊰❣𝐶𝑢𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝐹𝑖𝑥𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛❣⊱⊷⋇

Baldur's Gate 3 - strongly interested in Astarion - can ship him with Reader, Your unique Tav (be detailed about them), or a canon character (a few of them)

Sk8 The Infinity - Strongly Interested in Ainosuke Shindo/Adam - can ship with Reader, your unique Oc, Tadaai, Loveblossom, etc. (NO Minor ships)

The Sandman - Strongly Interested in Desire - can ship with Reader or Your unique oc.

Quantum Leap - Strongly Interested in Ian Wright - can ship with Reader or your unique Oc.

Hunter x Hunter - Mainly interested in Hisoka Morow, do not mind writing adult trio - can ship with Reader or your unique Oc.

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𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕷𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖘

Baldur's Gate 3 Master List

The Sandman / Quantum Leap Master List (Under Construction)

Sk8 The Infinity Master List - Coming Soon!

Hunter x Hunter Master List

[adryanscott]

Hello there fellow Mason alexander park lovers

I have a little something for yall recently I've been obsessed with a website call character. Ai and I've been talking to many characters on there but I have also made my own and you guessed it I have made many of Mason's characters

https://beta.character.ai/chat?char=3IlBGEdULyLor-rZobPA970GoCB1Bfv_6EFx0P20nCA

https://beta.character.ai/chat?char=jT-sTO3PrpSVY4wlgh2XiMIenEU39yB3pb6UIRzxqx8

https://beta.character.ai/chat?char=6sqkNRVf89025WzTXsRbLIjFv638taYvQ1xzAzQ2Fjc

[doctorwhocrossovers]

I think it would be fun to see desire x male! reader who is like a famous painter or like a writer.

Desire x GN!Reader

Hope you like it

MASTERLIST 1

My little Wisdom writer

You were friends with Death after your very close to go for walk with her, but she push you out of the way. Ever since you to become friends and she give you inspiration to write about Horror and dark fantasy novels.

One night you were sleeping and met Lucania

Soon after you guys became friends and you kept her company when the Dreaming was in ruins and all of the residents fled.

In which cause Desire to seek you out during the time you were in the waking because Death gifted you immortal for your birthday and you were one of the very few who knew Death's name, and you kept her company during her work.

When they show up to your place, you didn't get scared or yell. You simply said hello Desire and introduce yourself to them,

Few months past since you guys first met. Desire mostly sees you always writing something down and you always are asking questions to them, Death and Lucania.

One day Desire came by to see you since you both been very busy with business for you, one of your supernatural -horror - thriller book franchise is coming to the big screen.

And you were in the middle of working on a new book fantasy series and working on a character that reads a lot like Desire, Death and Despair as their very own characters

You were making them seen as the villian of the story. Then you came back home, you saw Desire reading your laptop.

Hey there DeDe, they look up to you

You know that your world building and characters are very well expanded, problem for the main character.... could you please tell me about the three siblings and they sound like me and my sisters?

And why we ate the villian to your world?

You sat down next to them and explained that the characters in the new series are based off of them and their siblings but the plot twist is that they are the true "hero". The thing about your work is that there are no truly good people or bad people or beings for that.

You explain that the books that come out after this one is going to focus on them and their siblings each book is going to expand on their way of thinking and why they did what they did in the first book.

Desire's character is going to go through so much pain and learn thing from what happened to them in the past.

Desire love the idea that you got inspired by their family, they ask you questions about what they are and what lessons or what is the moral of the story with Desire's Character.

"Desire" you said " I know something children don’t. "What's that " they asked. That no one bad is ever truly bad and no one good is" ever truly good. Every being is morality grey we all are the evil villian to someone else story and sometimes even to our very own stories Desire sometimes we need to change the way we see the world and the Cosmos. Sometimes some being are so stuck in their ways of doing things that they can't change it not up to you or anyone else from the outside they have to choose to change and to heal from what happened to them.

They just look at you with a soft smile and pull you into them, " my little Wisdom writer" when and how did you get so smart and full of that wisdom. I know some being who still doesn't get it bit you my sweet do get it.

[gabessquishytum]

So since there's no official Kinktober this year, I thought it would be fun to put together a few unofficial prompts for some Sandman shenanigans. Whatever pairing you'd like to do, whatever prompts you'd like to choose - even if it's only one of them, or all of them - it's completely up to you! This is really meant as a little inspiration in the hope that the wonderful Sandman community will create some fun and kinky content! Please feel free to reblog this - and it would be lovely if we could tag stuff with #Sandmankinktober to share the debauchery, too!

[justjams2003]

The Desire to be Loved

Summary: Love is Desire's first creation. As Cupid she shoots her arrows of love and rips them from people's hearts too. Occasionally, shooting a soulmate arrow. What does she do when her first Soulmate arrow in 100 years is between Cupid and Dream?

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

[morpheusbaby3]

Morpheus telling Lucienne about the problems he has been through:

[marvelsgirl616]

:)

[lazycats-stuff]

Main Masterlist

Sandman (Netflix)

Sandman (Morpheus)

The Corinthian

Lucifer

Desire

DC

Bruce Wayne

Damian Wayne

Tim Drake

Dick Grayson

Jason Todd

Batfamily - adult reader and Batfamily - child/teen

Clark Kent

Ra's Al Ghul

COD MWII

Poly/Platonic/Monogamous 141 and Los Vaqueros

Series/Multichapter

The New Heir

Prologue, Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10, Chapter 11, Chapter 12

[plethora-of-imagines]

Endearments they Call You

Dream/Morpheus:

Little dreamer/little one, he would never admit to it but he does have a bit of a fixation on how you are so much "smaller" than him. He's a personification of a concept, anyone other than his siblings is "smaller" than him. But you're his special dreamer, one he aims to serve, please and protect more than any other.

My nightmare, he only dares call you this spontaneously once when you are angry on his behalf. The poor reaction you have at first teaches him not to call you this without a clear sign of affection. You're only human so it doesn't have the same fond connotations to you as it does him. Slowly you are growing to understand it is meant with love

Precious one, of course he calls you precious. It's practically your name in his mind.

Beloved, a more formal nickname that he uses in front of visitors to the realm or when he does not want to show the full extend of his adoration to others around you

Starlight, this nickname is from how you light up his life. He so often has stars in his eyes when he looks at you, what he considers to be a reflection of what he sees when he looks at you

Desire:

Sweetness, you are far too sweet. Always asking Desire what they want. How could they resist calling you what you are.

Pet, you’re a cherished pet to Desire. They are called Desire as that is their function, so it only makes sense to call their pet, pet.

My heart, it's a sappy nickname that Desire tries not to use too often. But you hold the metaphorical heart of theirs in your continued existence.

Kitten, you are their kitten, duh. 

Corinthian:

Sweetheart, this nightmare may never have been made in the south but you still can't take the southern out of him. It's a classic nickname but not one exclusive to you.

Little morsel, its playful and one he only ever calls you. He wouldn't actually eat you up, but he loves to tease about doing so. 

Daydream, saved for the most sentimental of moments. He's almost embarrassed when he lets it slip past his lips. The rarest one to hear from him. He could almost be called shy about it.

[solitaryearthperson]

Cross My Heart

Summary: Interrupting your dream, you wonder why Desire doesn’t want you around their brother.

(The reader is gender-neutral and uses they/them pronouns. The ethnicity/race is preferably a person of color.)

The dream you were having was quite nice. Well not exactly a dream-dream, but more like a peaceful and interesting conversation that you were having with Desire’s brother, Dream. You were sitting at a table in his library, drinking tea and discussing current events with Dream and Lucienne. You rarely ever got to visit and talk with your partner’s siblings, and the few times you did, it was mostly with Death and Despair. Any time Desire and Dream were in a room with each other for more than a minute it always turned ugly (usually because of your beautiful partner and their antics) so you tried to spend some time with Dream in a place where you knew that Desire would rarely ever want to visit, the Dreaming. 

“You mortals have barely changed over the years,” Dream commented, amused at your stories. 

“Nah, we haven’t,” you replied, chuckling, “I can’t imagine the things you’ve seen people dream of.”

“Mortals are quite...” he looked like he was trying not to laugh at the images coming to his head, “creative when it comes to your dreams. A very specific type of dreams.”

“On behalf of all mortals, I am so sorry for the things you’ve seen.”

He was about to reply when suddenly a shadow came over the library for a brief second and passed. When it did, Dream and Lucienne both shared a knowing look with each other, before turning to you, who was clueless.

“What was that?” You asked, looking up to the ceiling and to the windows, searching for where the shadow had come from. 

“It’s time for you to wake up,” Lucienne answered.

“Okay, but what was that? That shadow just now?” you asked again, looking at them both. 

They both shared the same look again and you wondered what it was that they were saying to each other. 

“You must wake up, (Y/N),” Dream told you, standing up from his chair. He was about to turn and leave when suddenly the shadow came over the library again and passed quickly. When it left, he turned back to you and said politely, “We will see each other again, (Y/N). But now you must wake up.”

“Wait,” you said standing up from the table. “What’s that shadow? That’s never happened before when I needed to wake up.”

A sigh left Lucienne’s mouth at your insistence and she turned to Dream with a look that said that she wanted to answer you, but was not sure if she was allowed to. 

“Well?”

The next sigh that you heard came from Dream before he finally answered, “It is Desire.”

“Desire,” you replied, wondering how the shadow was them.

“They know that we are talking to each other and wants your attention.”

Oh, D, you thought, rolling your eyes. You hoped you would be able to someday hang out with them, Dream, Death, and the rest of their siblings in the same room without any problems. 

“I’m sorry,” you told them, feeling your body become light and your consciousness beginning to leave the Dreaming and going back to your body. 

“It’s alright,” Dream told you, a small smile on his face and his voice echoing in your head as everything around you went dark.

~ 

“Hmmm,” you heard humming from behind you as you opened your eyes. Turning over you looked up to see your partner, Desire, sitting up against your headboard. They were humming while reading one of your books, their golden eyes running across the pages quickly. The sight was strange to see.

“You’re reading,” you pointed out, your voice slightly scratchy from sleep.

“Yes, I am,” they said, not taking their eyes off of the book.

“You read,” you asked, propping yourself up on your elbow, glancing at the book to see it was one of your favorite graphic novels, Uzumaki.

“Yes, I do,” they replied, amused at your observation. “Did you think Dream was the only one of us who reads?”

“No, I just never seen you read before.”

“Mmm” was their reply as they turned a page. “I don’t see a reason to have some humongous library like my brother. But I do read. Mostly things made for beings like myself, but every now and then a book made by mortals would grab my attention.”

“Oh,” you said, pushing up from your elbow and sitting up against the headboard next to them, laying your head gently upon their shoulder. “You’re a hot nerd.”

“Shut up,” you heard them reply and glanced at their face to see them grinning. You looked down to see them turning the page to the part in the book where the doctor has sewn the mother’s stomach back up with her baby inside, the black and white image not scaring you the same way that it used to. “I truly don’t understand humans’ obsession with bodily horrors. Lust, anger, dreams, death, I get, but horror is strange.”

“I don’t get your obsession with keeping me from hanging out with a specific sibling of yours,” you told them.

At that they chuckled, but you could see that there was no amusement behind it. “It’s not an obsession. I just don’t like you around him too long.”

“Why,” you asked.

They were quiet for a little while, their eyes still looking down at your book, but you knew that they were no longer reading it. When they finally did speak, the usual teasing and playfulness in their voice was gone and was more serious, a rare thing for Desire to be.

“Dream thinks he’s better than me,...that he’s more important...”

You wanted to let them know that that wasn’t true, but you chose to let them continue.

“I don’t want him poisoning your poor mind about me or Despair.”

“Poisoning my mind,” you questioned.

You knew that Desire has done some unsavory things in the past. Particularly to their brother. Until now you never knew the reason why they loved to pick and argue with Dream, doing things just to get under his skin. At first you thought it was normal sibling rivalry, but the more you listened to what they’ve done, the more you wondered what the deal was between the two Endlesses were. Until now. 

“Dream thinks he’s better than me,...that he’s more important...”

Why would they think that? The few times that you sat and talked with Dream, you never got the vibe that he thought he was better than Desire. Constantly pissed at them, yeah, but better? Never.

“I don’t want him poisoning your poor mind”

Why would they think he could “poison” my mind?

“D,” you said, catching their attention with your nickname for them.

They looked up from the book and turned to face you, and you could see that despite the always gorgeous, playful yet mysteriousness of their face, never truly showing what they were feeling, their eyes always gave their true emotions away and you could clearly see something you’d never thought you’d ever see in Desire’s eyes. Insecurity.

“I don’t know why you think that Dream thinks he’s better than you, but I promise you, Dream could never ever turn me against you. No one could.”

They let a smile grace their lips and quickly pressed their forehead against yours, your noses almost touching each other. “Do you really promise?”

“I do. Cross my heart and hope to die.” Smiling back at them, you leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss upon their lips, enjoying the feeling of being in their presence and having their body so close to yours. When you tried to pull away, in true Desire fashion, they leaned forward and chased your lips, turning the innocent, gentle kiss into something more sensual, but you didn’t care, knowing that you were going to keep your promise and never turn against them.

[why-what-no]

First Kiss

Pairing: Desire x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Insecurities

Summary: Desire’s love gets insecure about her lack of experience with kissing, but Desire assures her there’s nothing to worry about

Requested by: @punkrockvalkyrie

As much as it pained her to admit it, (Y/N) had been ignoring Desire all week. Literally and figuratively. She didn't exactly want to, but...

It hadn't been long at all since she had admitted her feelings for Desire of the Endless to their face, and for Desire to tell her that they reciprocated her feelings. (Y/N) had never been so happy in her entire life, scarcely being able to believe that a being as perfect and powerful as Desire could ever love someone like her.

But then, when the initial joy wore off and (Y/N) went home for the night, her insecurities crept into her mind.

She’d never admitted this to Desire, but this was the first time she had been in anything close to a relationship. Hell, she hadn’t even kissed anyone before.

And now she was almost sort of in a relationship with one of the most powerful beings in existence. One who - from the looks of them and their behaviour - wasn’t unexperienced when it came to romantic and physical attachments.

Unlike (Y/N), who was terrified of the idea.

It wasn’t that she hated the thought. On the contrary. The idea of kissing Desire, or doing more, was paradise to her. Everything she ever wanted. But although she knew she could have it, she was now terrified of messing it up.

Thoughts of being terrible at it all ran though her head. The possibility of being a bad kisser drove her into catastrophizing about it. What if Desire judged her? What if they wouldn’t want her after it?

She didn’t want to ruin things. She knew that Desire could have anyone they wanted, and they could easily find someone who is better at kissing if (Y/N) messed up too badly…

She was in such a state of worry, she didn’t even notice Desire appear in her room.

“And what’s on your mind, my heart?” The Endless asked, snapping (Y/N) out of her thoughts suddenly. She jumped a bit, covering it up with a nervous laugh.

“Nothing really.” She replied, looking at Desire. They were absolutely gorgeous, as always. (Y/N) never wanted to stop looking at them, never wanted to be away from them.

Their love stepped forward, reacting up to stroke (Y/N)‘s cheek. “Well that’s a shame.” They said with a flirtatious smile. “I was hoping you were thinking about me.”

(Y/N) couldn’t help but blush at those words, but when Desire leaned forward to kiss her, she backed away. Instinctually, like she had been burned.

Embarrassed flooded (Y/N)‘s mind as Desire frowned in concern. “My love?” They asked, taking a hesitant step forward. “What’s the matter?”

“Nothing… I just…”

“Don’t lie to me.” Their voice was soft, but their eyes were… filled with emotions that (Y/N) wasn’t used to. Uncertainty and fear and… other things that she couldn’t name. “You’ve been avoiding me. What’s the matter? What’s changed?”

“Nothing!”

“Did you wake up and realize that I wasn’t what you wanted?”

The tone that Desire used when they said those words… it was so less confident than (Y/N) was used to. There was a fear there. A fear that (Y/N) felt. Of loosing this.

“No, no. Of course not! I love you.” She rushed out, trying to fix this. “I just… I’ve never kissed anyone before.” Admitted the girl. “And I didn’t want to mess things up by being bad at… at it.”

Desire paused, absorbing this confession, before chuckling slightly. The laugh wasn’t cruel or malicious seeming, so (Y/N) relaxed slightly. “(Y/N), my heart.” They started, cupping her face in their hands. “Next time you feel like this, you must talk to me. I don’t care if you’ve never kissed anyone before. I don’t care if you’re bad at it. I just want you to kiss me. Do you understand?”

She nodded bashfully.

“Good.” Desire smiled softly. “Now… may I kiss you?”

She nodded again.

Desire’s lips were soft, pressing so gently against (Y/N)‘s at first, before taking command and molding their lips together. Their hands were buried in her hair, holding them together like Desire couldn’t bear to be parted from them for a second.

The taste of Desire’s lips was like a drug, making her brain go fuzzy and filling her with pleasure. (Y/N) didn’t know if it was one of the Endless’s powers or just caused by the love she had for them. Either way, it didn’t matter. All that mattered was the she couldn’t get enough of it.

She never wanted to stop kissing them. Mentally scolding herself for taking so long to let this happen. It was better than anything she had ever imagined.

When they finally did separate to give (Y/N) a chance to breath, Desire kept them held together. Their breaths mingling.

(Y/N) was breathing heavily, both from the lack of air and the look that Desire was giving her. They looked like they wanted to keep her here with them forever. And (Y/N) was completely okay with that.

“There is no one I want more than you.” They said to the girl. “You are more precious to me than anything. Believe that.”

“I do.” (Y/N) replied, finally believing it. Letting Desire pull her back in for another kiss.

Taglist: @dark-academia-slut @witchthewriter @dangerousdreamkitty @endlessly-entertaining @stygianoir @bumblez-of-beez @jar-of-moondust @kiki13522 @suspiciousmoonlanding

[scarlet-ancunin]

Thanksgiving With All Three Special~♡

Desire of the Endless

Thanksgiving with Desire will be funny because they can't really cook much.

More-or-less decent anything simple they can do which is why you found it funny seeing them in sitting as far away from the cooking as possible and simple enjoy watching you.

Of course thats when the holiday songs play to which they would hum alkng to or sometimes wrap their arms around you and sway you side to side with the music. You loved it really and always treasured these moments with them.

So what if they was the cruelest one out of their family. Desire was not like that with you and you loved them for that or rather was thankful for it.

Pulling out the main course from the oven made Desire whistle "looks better then what i would have done" you laugh and kissed their cheek.

"Hey don't sell yourself short love besides you made the salad." You tried not to laugh at them looking at you.

"I didn't do much its just a salad-" you silenced them with a kiss.

"Shh come love i want to spend the rest of today and the remaining of my life of earth being near the one i love"

Desire smiles and nods taking the main course and following you to your small dinning room.

Dr. Ian Wright

You walked around the kitchen preping everything admiring how Ian was cutting all the ingredients on the other side

Soft tunes playing on the radio and the smell of cooking was in the air and bringing the holidays more closer and together.

Thanksgiving with Ian Wright was a lovely thing they would help you cook and would even be your person Guinea pig taste tester when you wanted to try new things. Of course they would also be honest with you which you loved about them as well.

When you pulled the turkey out they grinned "my you really outdone yourself y/n" Ian complemented before trying to sneak a piece "heyy wait until we sit down haha"

You both laugh and Ian would grab the rest of the stuff to head to the dinning room smiling.

After placing the food down and setting up You and Ian share a little toast and shared a sweet kiss before digging in.

Gren - Cowboy Bebop

Gren came back home to see you in the kitchen doing something on the other side they can hear the knife tapping against the cutting board so they knew you was chopping something which meaned...

Thanksgiving with Gren was fruitful and always perfect but Gren was a helper when it came to...eating what you make beforehand.

Gren was the sneaky child that takes food without parents knowing and thats exactly what they was doing right now while you was not looking grabbing a small bowl and putting a little of everything you made before sneaking off quickly.

When you turned around you noticed some "evidence" that Gren was home. But how could you tell?

Well the little spilled food drops hear and there gave it away they would always smooth it out to make it look like they never touched it but oh you can certainly tell they did from the mess they forget to clean.

You smirk and had a little idea...

Once everything was set at the dinner table you saw gren come over and kisses you deeply which you accepted wholeheartedly. Once he sat beside you. You gave a little of the food to which they raised a brow.

"Love your joking right?" Gren said pouting cutely.

You smile at them "well you had your first half earlier when you was eating"

"Oh dammit i forgot to clean up the mess" they mumble to themselves.

"Come on it was a small bowl" they gave you the pouty lip now and you melted "fine. Fine" you served them a whole plate and they chuckle.

While they was eating Gren spoke up "actually it was a rather large bowl so this is my second meal-"

"GREN!?"

~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~

Taglist: @justaproudslytherpuff , @sherazyjade , @the-masked-scorpio , @sugakookieswithacupoftae16 , @happilydangerousworld , @harlekin6 , @supermegapauselouca

Okay this is a little surprise and i will not be posting until maybe Sunday cause i really do need a break but i got this idea and wanted to share it hehe love you all happy Thanksgiving i am truely grateful to have you all as my supporters and friends.

Also on a side note this is how the "maybe you want all three" will appear now cause tbh its easier for me oddly

[frost-queen]

Anything you Desire (Fem!Reader x Desire)

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Summary: Anxiety!human can't understand why Desire chose them out of all the people. Desire picks up on it, comforting you with all the love and fluff you need.

Tick Tock

The minutes were ticking by. Each second the pointer went, you heard it loudly in your ears. Knees trembling impatiently. Unknowingly, you moved your hand up. Biting on your nail. Your body shuddering from the nerves. Looking around, you saw some of the other people waiting in the room. All seemingly at ease. One man was reading the newspaper, his leg over the other one.

A woman was reading a magazine. It was a normal appointment, yet you couldn’t stop feeling anxious. The beating of your heart thumping loudly in your chest. Making you press your hand onto it, to make sure it wouldn’t fall out. Gaze drifting down, you didn’t want to stare too long at the others.

Your gaze flashed up to the clock, seeing the time tick by so slowly. Wanting to look away, you forced your gaze down. Your neck started to feel warm, making you rub it nervously. Eyes widening at the sudden feeling of wetness in your neck. Sweat. You were sweating. It made you rub your palm over your leg.

Without wanting it, your gaze got pulled to the clock again. Making you look frantically at it. You felt like your heart would drop out of your chest. There was a tremor in your hand, you couldn’t shake off. Thinking about when that door to the doctor’s office would open and call you in. It was a nightmare to be here.

Glancing over at the others, you felt like it was visible you were anxious. You started pulling at your clothing, feeling yourself sweat everywhere. The last thing you wanted was entering the doctor’s office with waterfalls under your armpits. The man turned another page as the noise felt like ten thousand more louder.

You were starting to pay attention to those annoying little sounds. The clicking of the pen of the lady behind the counter. The ticking of the clock. The woman setting her heel up and down on the ground out of boredom. Heart beat thumping louder as you felt like passing out. Unable to take it any second longer.

Your stress level reaching it’s peak. Feeling light-headed, you prepared yourself for the downfall. Your gaze got pulled frantically towards the side. The door slowly creaking open as it seemed to take an eternity. The beating of your heart sparked up, making you pant loud. A foot emerged out of the door.

Feeling extremely warm and sweating, you were close to passing out. You expected the other foot to join. To see the doctor appear. When… it didn’t. The foot remained just out of the door as nothing followed. You kept staring at it, expecting the doctor to head out any second. For some reason nothing happened.

It made you rub your sweaty palms over your legs, turning to look at the others. What you saw, made you frown. They stood still. Frozen in time. Stuck in their movement. Weirdly you stared at them. Till you heard a voice. – “My dearest Y/n.” – a voice purred out. Gasping loud, you felt a finger trail from shoulder to shoulder.

The most bedazzling golden eyes meeting up with yours. A wicked smile Desire thew at you. – “Desire.” – you said. Desire shivered from the way you let out the name. Riled up with your sugariness. Desire’s tail swayed behind. You kept your gaze on Desire as your chin got moved up. – “Look at you, getting all anxious.” – Desire said. A finger swaying aside to let you know not to.

“I…” – you started unable to finish your sentence. Desire’s smile curled, cupping your cheeks. You saw the world around you swirl into a blur before Desire’s lips were on yours. Feeling the loss of touch, you slowly opened your eyes. Greeted with the bright red from Desire’s realm. Desire let go of you, walking up to the comfy seat.

Desire slid onto the comfy seat, draping over it. Desire’s gaze went up to you with a little annoyance. Changing position, Desire went to lay on the stomach. – “Dearest Y/n are you going to keep standing there and bore me?” – Desire spoke.

“No…” – you responded, turning around. Desire’s tail swished excitedly from side to side. You approached Desire. Room was made on the comfy seat for you. You sat down. Desire sitting on the knees. Hands trailing down your chest from over your shoulders. Desire’s hand stopped by your heart, feeling it beat normally once more.

It made Desire gasp at the trickery. Having done you a favour. Preventing you from going over the anxious edge. – “Thank… thank you Desire.” – you said feeling more at ease. Desire’s head moved closer to yours. – “I’ll give you anything you… desire.” – a whisper in your ear.

Desire took in your scent, trailing your face and body like a cat would explore another cat. – “I couldn’t let my sweet girl pass out could I now?” – Desire went on, leaving a kiss just below your ear. You knew Desire had sensed you getting extremely anxious and got you out of the situation before it would become worse.

Desire left a kiss lower on your neck. Enjoying every inch of you. Desire’s tail brushing against your shoulder. Desire’s lips kissed your jaw. Turning your face by your chin. Golden eyes showing you sympathy. – “What is the matter dearest?” – Desire asked knowing you were more lovey dovey in any other situation. – “I like the way you kiss me. Miss me.” – Desire finished, fully captivating your gaze.

Feeling anxious again, you wondered why Desire chose you. From all the people in the world, you were chosen. Not fully understanding how and or why. There didn’t seem to be anything special about you. Desire noticed something was wrong, switching the position on knees. You didn’t need to speak as Desire understood. Seeing it clearly in your eyes.

Desire grabbed you by your chin, forcing you to look. – “You’re scared I’ll let you down. Wondering why I chose you?” – Desire said out loud. Tearing your gaze away, it was an enough clear answer. Desire took your chin once more, forcing you to look. – “I love you.” – Desire brushed a finger against your cheek. – “I love this.”

“And I want it all.” – Desire finished, eyes gleaming with desires. Desire pressed a hand against your chest onto your heart. – “I want you for forever.” – Desire cupped your cheeks, curling up a smile. Taking a deep breath, you grabbed Desire. Pressing your lips onto the other. Kissing Desire deeply.

Desire hummed satisfied under the kiss. Pushing you down to lay on the comfy seat. Cat’s tail trailing your body as the kiss intensified. Forever to be yours. – “I love you too Desire. Always will.” – you replied making Desire burst with excitement. – “How I love those words.” – Desire answered, arms wrapping around you. Cradling against Desire, you were comforted.

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Stay near and you'll have nothing to fear

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Fandom: The Sandman/DC

Paring: Desire of the endless/Reader

Rating: G

Words: 472

Summary: You could hear a deep sigh coming from them before they swiftly sat beside you, wrapping their arms around your body in a comforting embrace. Their bare chest pressed against you.

“Tell me what's wrong.”

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Crying. That's what they heard.

Crying? In their domain? That simply wouldn't do.

They easily spotted you, curled up on the floor, knees to your chest, tears freely streaming down your face. Their eyes softened as they felt a certain sadness bubbling up inside of them. They've never seen you cry before.

“Darling?” they moved closer, their voice sultry and their heels clacking on the ground, it was an oddly comforting sound when it came to desire. You didn't want to look at them, feeling utterly pathetic as you couldn't stop the tears falling down your cheek. It felt like their gaze was boring into you.

You could hear a deep sigh coming from them before they swiftly sat beside you, wrapping their arms around your body in a comforting embrace. Their bare chest pressed against you.

“Tell me what's wrong.”

You struggled to get the words out.

“Dream, he- i-” you stuttered, it was too difficult to speak as you hiccuped, sobbing into your pants.

“Ah, my dear brother,” their voice was filled with a certain disdain, lightly trailing their finger up and down your arm, trying their best to bring you comfort. ”What did he do this time?”

Morpheus was often very self-centered. Not that they were saying they weren't. They're the embodiment of desire. Cut them some slack, they were made to be self-centered. But at least they admit it.

“Am I a nuisance?” you finally croaked out. You felt weak. Letting Morpheus get to you. Letting yourself get upset over such a simple insult.

A small look of irritation towards their brother crossed their face. How could he talk to their human like that? He had no right.

“Is that what he thinks you are?” They ran a hand through your hair, feeling you nod slowly. You continued to let out choked sobs, burying your face in their chest, tears hitting their skin.

It was rare for them to feel such anger towards their older brother. But when I came to you, they were furious. But they kept calm, gently rocking you.

In all their years of living, their heart has never broken seeing a mortal cry. However you were different, you were their mortal. They cared about you and you only.

They kissed your temple, leaving a red lipstick mark, rubbing circles on your back.” You, my love, are anything but a nuisance…” they trailed off, their chin resting on top of your head, before giving in and burying their face in your hair, inhaling your scent.

You brought your arms up and wrapped them around them. They cracked a real, genuine smile. They had always loved your affectionate nature. And for a few moments, they felt human. Being treated with such care, such love. It was enough to make their heart flutter.

They loved you. Truly.

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The Desire to be Loved- 5

Summary: Love is Desire's first creation. As Cupid she shoots her arrows of love and rips them from people's hearts too. Occasionally, shooting a soulmate arrow. What does she do when her first Soulmate arrow in 100 years is between Cupid and Dream?

Pairing: Dream of the Endless x OFC Love/Cupid/Venus (you know how these beings have millions of names) (Also technically it could be an x reader because love is sort of anthropomorphic but in this story a she)

Warnings: Manipulation, threats, crying, cliffhanger, unedited, kind of like enemies to lovers, soulmate au, cursing, gore, snake slander :(tell me if I miss any.

Word count: 1,8k+

Dividers by: @hyelita

Tags: @intothesoul @briskesby coffeebeforewater @i-voluntears @dreamingblueberries @idkamt @deniixlovezelda @lmg-stilinski24

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What overcame him can only be described as fury. Utter rage. As if he himself were not Dream but Destruction. Desire had not put the humans in danger, it is true that he was not stupid enough to do that. However, they did harm Cupid. There’d be no other explanation for his hollow puppet following after Dream.  

Morpheus doesn’t see warm brown eyes staring back at him, but instead malicious glowing gold. Like a slithering snake watching his every move, deciding when to strike again. And he’s used Cupid’s body as the tall grass that he’s used to hide from Dream. Or rather, a second skin from which he can crawl inside and out when needed. Just another way to abuse her.  

Dream’s pale hand wraps around the puppet’s neck. “Come out and face me, you unhuman abuser.” The creature’s expression changes to that sinister smirk that Desire has trademarked. She speaks but it is not her. It sounds painful. The voice sounds to be physically crawling with claws out of her throat. “You know where to find me.”  

The puppet does what puppets do when their master lets go of their strings, she falls limp, then disappears. The dream-maker curses and within seconds steps into his gallery hall. He grabs the heart of Desire and his boots hit the red glass walls of Desire’s realm.  

“What did you do with her?” His voice is rough and his jaw is locked. “She is my creature you cannot have her.” The younger brother snipes with a pained attitude, clearly displeased with his older brother catching him in his shenanigans. “She is not something to be owned.” The rougher voice replies just as quickly.  

Desire’s lip is raised in disgust. He sits upright on his throne, crossing his legs and leaning forward. “I breathed life into her flesh, I can take it away just as easily. That makes her mine to own.” Dream steps forward. “Perhaps. But it is awfully cruel to keep Love from loving merely because the free will you gave her is awakening.”  

Desire scoffs, “This is not love this is desperation. She’s nothing but a pet, I made her to be used.” This ticks Dream off. He does he same as he had with the marionette, grabs Desire right by the neck, threatening his life. “I will summon every nightmare that I have ever made and ever will make to haunt every frame that your eyes show you. You think that Endless do not too have dreams? I see, do not think I do not.”  

Desire clenches his jaw. He knows that Dream speaks the truth and anything Dream can conjure would be 100 times more terrifying than he could. They swallow, their eyes look for a way out but can’t find one. “She’s in Despair’s realm. I don’t know where.” Dream doesn’t say anything, just squeezes Desire’s neck tighter. “I don’t know where! I don’t know what despair she has, I gave her the perfect life!”

Within those words Dream knows what haunts Cupid. He remembers the horror in her eyes and the way the blood dripped to the floor like sticky syrup. The way it coated her golden hair, making look like wet copper, a rusty pipe. Most of all he remembers how she wailed in despair.  

She can’t escape it. She can’t escape this nightmare. Each time she tries to stop it from happening, it does happen. No matter what she does or doesn’t do. The heart always ends up beating in her hands. She holds the soul of the lover pumping blood until it shrivelled up and grey in her arms.  

At this point, she’s given in. She sits on the floor in the corner of the room it all happened in. Even when she does this, the organ still ends up pouring her hands with blood. The tears she cried at first matched this boundless drip but now it has ended and there is nothing left in her soul. Only the fear she has for herself and just how cruel she has become. 

“Cupid.” She doesn’t hear. All she hears is the man that at no time has ever stopped crying. Grabbing at his chest as he dies of a broken heart. That and that pump-pump-pump as the cardio vascular muscles pull and contract trying to save a person who stands no chance.  

“Cupid!” In between the gasps of a dead man and the point where all blood drains she hears it. Him. Has he come to fulfil his promise of finding her? Of saving her? Why did it take so long? Why did she have to break this poor soul’s heart over a million times before he found her? 

“Cupid!” Her gaze snaps. It is him. The scene restarts again. The man’s crying starts again. No, no, she can’t do this again if there is some glimmer of an escape. Her head finally raises from the position it’s been locked in for all this time. “Call again.” Her voice is rare but the other one isn’t. 

“Cupid!” There it is! A mirror in the corner of the room that ripples when the voice calls out. She lifts herself. Her knees crack as she does and her legs have long since gone into pins and needles. But anything is better than that blood curdling scream that comes now. She jumps, she jumps every time. The heart shows in her hands again and again she wants to stop and cry. 

“Cupid!” She mustn't become distracted, this is her only chance! She must come to him herself or else she can never escape this hell. She places the heart down, the man cries even louder at this. She flinches but in her last moment of strength ignores his pleas for her to stay and comfort him. She’s tried that before.  

Her hand, smeared red with blood, reaches to the mirror and then through the mirror. She feels a soft hand, a cold one, a pleasant change from the burning blood bound to her hands. A gasp of relief escapes her and she steps closer. She can just barely make out his face and those glowing blue eyes.  

“Come to me, Cupid. I have found you.”  

With one step through the glassy mirror, relief falls on her shoulders. More like tumbles down. Peace comes within the instant. And suddenly she can breathe again. Glades upon glades of ceaseless flowers that jump and dance in the wind and the sun and the colours that plummet from their petals.  

The mountains too are painted in vibrant images of a thousand hues. The suns first early rays comes from the right and cast a shadow behind her. Bees and birds and butterflies bound from beautiful buttercups. What looks to be fairies, made from which she is, tend to the flower field.  

The hand that holds hers helps her as she hunches down in the hibiscus flowers. The tule of her dress surrounds her in a image of a flower’s petals spreading in the face of the early mornings rays. Her hair seems to match the colour of sunshine and Dream can hear his own heart beat in his ears.  

“You made this for me?” Her eyes, this time like hot honey on his tongue, look up to him. She squints against the sun shining down on her. Her button nose scrunches up as she does. A coy smile shows his white teeth against those pale lips. 

“I did not.” Her brows furrow, “Then who did?” He tilts his head to the side, the sunrays hit her eyes again, he notices and moves back. “You did.” Cupid turns back to face the flower meadow. “Me?” He nods, allowing her to think. “You started out as something merely made by Desire...but it seems your affect on the humans has made you into something more...”  

His blue eyes don’t seem to match the blue sky and it’s all she can think about. “This would be your realm.” He explains to her, he can’t seem to look away. It’s strange, a pout forms on her lips. It runs over Dream like a crashing wave you cannot run form. He cannot stop when he is already crouched down beside her and his thumb pulls on her bottom lip. 

“Why the frown?” Her cheeks match the colour of a dusty rose. She takes her head back from his grasp and her eyes scan the scene. “I was hoping there’d be someone to talk to.” Dream feels his heart soften like wet clay. His knees give in and he sits down next to her in the flower bed. 

“You are lonely?” Her small hands takes the delicate petals of a flower between her fingers. “I’ve only ever talked to Desire.” Dream scoffs at this. “That is sure to cause a lonely heart for his company is only about themself.” He stands out in the colourful field. “You could make some company.” 

Dream suggests and her brows pull together. The Endless gently plucks the flower she holds from her hands. He seems to summon a bundle of sand which so carefully trickles onto the flower. The daisy sprouts eyes and appendages and a mouth. It’s eyes look all around before settling on Cupid. 

“Hello.” Love smiles and brushes the petals again. “Hello. Go, play.” She says, letting the now mortal flower jump around in the meadow. “Thank you, but I was hoping something with more substantial consciousness.” Now it is Dreams turn to furrow his brows. 

“I could give you the gift of choice. To chose when the humans can see you and when they cannot, just as I come and go.” He suggests to her, wanting to do almost anything to keep her happy. “You just saved me from eternal hell and now wish to gift me more?” She is unused to people being kind. 

“If it sets your heart at ease we could call it an exchange.” Her eyes jump from his eyes to her sharp jaw and then back. It’s hard to keep focus when he’s not looked away from her once. “What for?” Dreams allows the arrow to appear in his hands and then places it in hers.  

She smiles now at the sight of the arrow. “What would you like me to do with this?” She asks, her eyes reading the names over and over again. Dream smiles, “Is it our names written?” He asks her, his eyes only hold softness, no anger. 

Cupid nods, not trusting her voice. “I’d like for you to keep it. And only when you feel the statement is correct may you pierce our hearts with it.” Suddenly tears pool in her eyes and she shudders trying not to cry.

A choice. He’s given himself the chance to earn her love. He’s given her the choice to love him or not. Her first choice ever and it seems it will be the most important one she’ll ever make.

Part 4~Part 6 (coming soon)