@sandsofoneiros / sandsofoneiros.tumblr.com
I gasped when I saw you were doing blurbs, so I'm thinking
“that’s the first time i’ve ever seen you smile.”
“that’s the sixth time you’ve complimented me today.”
For Dream, maybe?
*posts this and fucking books it*
SCREAMING.
ITS A COMPETITION FOR SURE.
Calling reader dear one. I'm losing it!!!! I love this!!!
Disclaimer: I haven't written in so long and I am sorry for this... I can't even tell you what this is.... I had zero direction and just winged it. I am so sorry. Part of Morpheus's dialogue comes from Enter The Dreaming from Spotify. PLEASE GO LISTEN. *chef's kiss.*
Pairing: Morpheus x FemReader. (I do refer to reader as Queen and Poppy.)
Word count: 1292.
Warning: I don't believe there's any but just in case I did mention darkness and being wary. If I do have something that is triggering, please tell me and I will add it!
Pairing: Morpheus x AFAB!reader
Important mention: AMAB!reader version HERE - This fic can be read on its own, but it’s a sequel to How to ruin a Dream Lord’s proposal (and get away with it). I wrote that for gn!reader, so I wanted to do two versions of this one because it contains smut and reader’s anatomy is mentioned, but there are no gender-specific pronouns. I don’t usually write for reader with male anatomy though so idk how that version turned out but I tried my best
Summary: You’re a little nervous before your wedding. Fortunately, Morpheus knows how to help you relax. Unfortunately, he does it in the library. While you’re running late. And your friends are looking for you.
What could possibly go wrong?
Warnings: smut (minors DNI!!!), reader gets fingered and eaten out, almost? voyeurism, slight dom!Morpheus, everyone being ridiculous (especially the author)
Word count: ~3.5K
A/n: Didn’t think I’d be doing comedy fics with Morpheus but you guys seemed to really like the first one so I’m rolling with it. Also, it has nothing to do with Morpheus in Hell, I just picked the gif for his little smirk. It’s fitting🤭
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“Morpheus! What-? We’re already late-”
“I am the monarch of this realm. As you are to become as well,” the Dream Lord’s voice rumbled against your skin. “There is no such thing as being late for us.”
“But-”
“Hush, love. You wished to have your nerves soothed. I am soothing them.”
Well, he wasn’t wrong. Nerves were pretty much the last thing on your mind right now, and that may or may not have had something to do with the fact that you were sandwiched between a bookshelf and Morpheus’s lithe body as you made out like a couple of teenagers under the bleachers.
“Yes, but… this usually comes after the wedding,” you sighed as he nibbled on a soft spot at the crook of your neck. He smirked, raising his lips to your ear.
“As if it hasn’t come before.”
THE PERFECT SEQUEL.
I swear you’re capturing the characters so flipping perfectly! I too would have jitters and would require Morpheus to help. Also, I love that he senses the reader’s distress!
This made my morning!!
Disclaimer: I haven't written in so long and I am sorry for this... I can't even tell you what this is.... I had zero direction and just winged it. I am so sorry. Part of Morpheus's dialogue comes from Enter The Dreaming from Spotify. PLEASE GO LISTEN. *chef's kiss.*
Pairing: Morpheus x FemReader. (I do refer to reader as Queen and Poppy.)
Word count: 1292.
Warning: I don't believe there's any but just in case I did mention darkness and being wary. If I do have something that is triggering, please tell me and I will add it!
AHHHHH THIS WAS SO GOOD!! I loved it! Please tell me there's more and we get to see the Queen awaken? 🥺🥺 Poor Morpheus.
Well, you're in luck! I have started brainstorming for the second part! I wanted to see if this was gonna do well and if anyone wanted a second part! All questions and thoughts for a second part are so welcomed! WE ALL WANT THE QUEEN TO WAKE UP!
Yessss, he is doing his best 🥺🥺
Disclaimer: I haven't written in so long and I am sorry for this... I can't even tell you what this is.... I had zero direction and just winged it. I am so sorry. Part of Morpheus's dialogue comes from Enter The Dreaming from Spotify. PLEASE GO LISTEN. *chef's kiss.*
Pairing: Morpheus x FemReader. (I do refer to reader as Queen and Poppy.)
Word count: 1292.
Warning: I don't believe there's any but just in case I did mention darkness and being wary. If I do have something that is triggering, please tell me and I will add it!
Pairing: Morpheus x gender neutral!reader
Summary: Matthew finds out Morpheus plans to propose to you... on your first date. Given what happened to the last poor soul who said no when Dream popped the big question, Matthew and the others are understandably concerned for you. Because there's no way you'd wanna marry a guy you haven't even started dating yet, right?
Right??
Warnings: Morpheus is a menace when it comes to relationships (just ask Nada), reader is out of their goddamn mind, what Matthew has seen cannot be unseen (I'm being an idiot but you're safe guys, the only real warning is some suggestive stuff towards the end)
Word count: ~3K
A/n: This fic is kind of a sequel to these headcanons but makes sense on its own. It's also just an excuse for me to have a little fun with these characters, so please don't take it too seriously😅
Thank you @thegreatestsandwich and @layla2-49 for inspiring this crazy idea😘
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"Guys, we have a bit of an emergency," Matthew announced, flying into the library and settling on the cluttered table. The conversation between Lucienne and Mervyn halted.
"What happened?" the librarian frowned. "Is something wrong?"
"Yes and no. Depends. Well…"
"Well, get on with it," Mervyn crossed his arms when Matthew couldn't seem to articulate whatever had him so on edge. "Whatever it is, I'm sure Loosh can fix it."
"...yeah, not this one," Matthew said. "The boss is gonna take y/n to Fiddler's Green today and - caw! - he's gonna propose."
Pairing: Morpheus x fem!pregnant!reader
Summary: While Lucienne reports the results of the census to Lord Morpheus, his wife has a more urgent matter to bring to his attention. It seems Lucienne hasn't managed to count all the residents of the Dreaming after all.
Warnings: unplanned pregnancy, one non-explicit paragraph about smut, angst with fluffy ending (probably way too fluffy for Morpheus but a girl can dream)
Word count: ~1.9K
A/n: This was an ask I got (here it is) that I thought I would answer in a few paragraphs but ended up as a fic instead. I haven't read all the comics, so I don't know exactly what happened to Dream's son. I tried to keep it vague, hope it turned out okay. Enjoy the self-indulgent angsty fluff😅
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"I have completed the census you requested, Lord Morpheus," Lucienne announces as she enters the throne room, walking up to her king with Matthew in tow.
"Good." Dream sounds pleased. "And?"
"I have accounted for eleven thousand and sixty-two of them."
"Wow. Someone's been busy." Matthew says appreciatively. A sense of accomplishment shines through the librarian's little smile at the praise.
"Yes, well…"
"Eleven thousand and sixty-three."
Your voice draws everyone's attention. Not only because you've made an unexpected entrance, but because you seem a bit... lost as you correct Lucienne. You can't quite meet anyone's eyes, and your hands are trembling slightly, clasped together in front of your stomach.
"Oh," Lucienne blinks, frowning down at the book holding her notes. "My Lady, forgive me, but I am quite sure my calculations are correct-"
"I don't doubt that Lucienne. I never do. But... there's one you couldn't have counted."
I CANT STOP READING THIS OH MY GOSH.
The way you capture him so perfectly! I am in awe!!!
