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Unwanted Guests: Diminuendo | Morpheus x Reader

[WARNING: description of torture, kidnapping, spoilers for 'Season of Mists']

{'Unwanted Guests' -> Dream's guests seem suspiciously interested in his wife.}

{'Unwanted Guests: Crescendo' -> The night takes a different turn when Azazel reveals mortifying leverage.}

SUMMARY: The responsibility for Hell is now in the Angels' hands but Dream's torment continues. Now that he can not give Azazel what he wants, Morpheus must find another way to get you back. The simplest plans, I hear, are usually the best.

WORDCOUNT: ~ 1.1k

From Old English, 'nightmare' is derived from the words 'night' and 'mare'. In German and Slavic mythology, a mare is an evil creature that sits on people's chests while they sleep, giving them terrifying dreams as well as suffocating them. Accentuating the importance of nighttime, one might argue that a nightmare is not, in fact, an abstract term for an unpleasant dream but rather a creature of darkness feeding off the sleeper's fear. Such an interpretation poses another fascinating question: where does the nightmare go when people are awake?

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Morpheus and thief!Reader

I've been thinking about this concept more than I care to admit. Full fic is on its way.

"So, you do that often?" you ask casually.

Shining the light of the torch around the spacious hall, you realize Foxtrot wasn't boasting when he called this place his 'private museum'. It was very English of him, actually: a palace filled with stolen goods that he claims are his. Inside countless showcases are truly remarkable items known to most people as imaginary artefacts from fairytales: weaponry, chests, manuscripts, jewellery... Wait, is that part of Excalibur?

"Open doors?" he asks in a confused tone.

You shine the torch in Dream's direction. His pasty skin is nearly glowing in its yellow light. Humans would squint their eyes or shield their faces but not him - he just stares blankly at you, hands in pockets of his coat as if he didn't just break into a private collection of a famed thief. Maybe he felt better telling himself that he was only taking back what belonged to him. "Break into girls' apartments," you spit out.

"I did not break in."

"Oh, I'm sorry, trespass into girls' apartments."

Dream, however, is unmoved by your irate tone. Casually strolling through the majestic hall of marble and glass, he walks past you. Surprisingly, he's not even looking at the magical wonders gathered in Foxtrot's 'museum'. "I make a polite guest to polite hosts."

Jogging up to him, you continue the subject of his apparent lack of understanding of privacy. "Still, you could have knocked."

He looks at you out of the corner of his eye. Dream is significantly taller than you, making his glance look more patronizing than it really is. "Would you have opened the door for me?"

"No."

The march through endless corridors filled with stolen artefacts continues in silence. If Foxtrot still has the pouch, he's displayed it somewhere prominent where it would be in the centre of attention. Once people see it, he'll forever be remembered as the madman who dared to break the one rule thieves have and stole from the Endless. Surely, Foxtrot will conveniently forget to mention your dirty work.

Your blood is boiling. That treacherous posh bastard.

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"Unwanted Guests" - Morpheus x Reader

[Spoilers for "Season of Mists"]

{'Unwanted Guests: Crescendo' -> Where the night takes a different turn and Azazel reveals mortifying leverage}

SUMMARY: Having received the key to Hell from Lucifer, Morpheus is visited by various emissaries from strange, faraway lands. More than the unwanted guests, Dream of the Endless is angered by their interest in his wife.

WORDCOUNT: ~ 3.1k

Looking out of one of the tall windows in the palace, you noticed that the ground was strangely far away. Shaking your head, you knew exactly what had gotten Morpheus in such a sour mood but, honestly, you never expected this bizarre course of events to affect him that much. Most of the time, when he said he wanted to be alone, it didn’t include you - the queen of Dreaming was always welcome by the king’s side. It was those rare occasions when he made a show of his desire for isolation that even your presence was hardly wanted. In no way was that insulting to you as it seemed quite natural to you to require true solitude once in a while. Despite that, there was another pressing matter that prompted you to disturb Morpheus’s much-needed peace - guests.

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Anonymous asked:

I’m planning on getting a small tattoo of the word Endless on my arm (mainly for the sandman lol) and I was wondering what you think Morpheus’ reaction would be seeing it on me after I got it for him? (I think he’d be obsessed/fluffy and I want to see this scenario so bad). PS. If you decide to write this thank you so much!!!

A/N: This has immaculate dark!Morpheus vibes, so I'm going to stick with that. On a side note: I've scarcely updated lately but I'm making the most of my break before the next term starts.

The tattoo feels itchy. You move around your arm a bit trying to ease the uncomfortable feeling. It doesn’t work as well as you’d like it to. Maybe putting on more Tattoo Goo will help but that is going to have to wait.

“I’ve got something to show you,” you announce cheerfully. Morpheus raises his eyebrows curiously. If he did notice your strange fidgeting, for some reason he is unwilling to mention it, yet.

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"Train of thoughts" - Morpheus x Reader

A/N: made the trip back to my hometown today (5-hour train ride yikes) so here's what I've been thinking about. Choo choo.

The sound of the train speeding along the tracks is loud enough to muffle the conversations of the passengers. For people gathered in one place for long hours on end, they appear to be completely disinterested and uninvolved in each others’ lives. It’s quite funny, actually - that people silently agree to ignore the presence of their bedfellows. Whether they like it or not, in a poetically lonely way they are now parts of strangers’ stories.

The train is passing a village, the sound of its travel undoubtedly heard by the citizens of the settlement of brick houses, cattle and fields as far as the eye can see. The noise of the train wakes up a three-month-old baby in one of the cottages. His mother hasn’t slept in long weeks. On the other hand, the passengers are also aware of the country life unfolding before them. Little Kate stares at the cows in the field with her nose slammed against the window. She’s seeing them for the first time in her life. For that imperceptible moment, as long as the brick houses are in sight, the strangers of the two worlds are companions in each others' lives.

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Anonymous asked:

Hi could I request kissing in the rain with Morpheus after a fight?; thank you

“Is my love not good enough for you?”

In all of his passions, Morpheus can quickly come on a little too strong. Although, ‘little’ should be treated as a diplomatic euphemism. There’s an element of mindless obsession in him, an endless chasm that deepens the stronger his affection is. It scares you. Not because he’s changing into a violent beast of rotten flesh and unrequited love but because you don’t know how to handle it - for every nugget of gold you might think about, Morpheus shoves entire pounds of red diamonds into your hands. While such devotion sounds wonderful on yellowing pages of vintage romances, the reality is quite underwhelming: you feel burdened, pressured, as though there is a debt you have to repay him. And this imagined debenture is slowly but surely killing your love for him.

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Read last night #9 of The Sandman, which is basically the story of Morpheus and Nada. Aside from Morpheus/Ka'ickul being quite messed up (he literally goes 'marry me or burn in Hell'), I've been haunted by the idea of putting my very own Slavic spin to that story + a happy end.

So uhhh essentially Chorsiniec x Zorza

Kupala Night (Midsummer) | Dream of the Endless

Recommended listening: Slavic Folk Music Playlist

SUMMARY: Sit around the bonfire on the shortest night of the year to listen to a story about the god of dreams and his beloved queen. All that we do on Kupala Night - the wreaths, the fern flower, the bonfire jumps - will then become clear.

WORDCOUNT: ~ 3.1k

Pronunciation guide: - Ludomiła [loo-doh-me-wa] - Siestrzemiła [sh-eh-st-zh-eh-me-wa] - Chorsiniec [hore-shi-ni-etz] - Zorza [zoh–zh-ah] - Dalebor [dah-leh-bore] - Mirosława [me-roh-swa-vah] - Racibora [rah-tsi-boh-rah] - Swarożyc [sva-roh-zhitz]

The night has fallen a few hours ago but the darkness that befits those strange hours can not find its home among pine trees and oaks as great bonfires light up the black, endless sky. The pyres of the midsummer night burn with a certain viciousness as though they wanted to prove to the white, elegant stars that there is another flame, another force they should reckon with. A smell of smoke and ground cover fills the nostrils of everyone gathered. The late June wind is warm as it gently tugs on their thin clothes. Cicadas chirp shyly, their summer song is barely audible above the cracking of burning wood and the laughter of people.

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Anonymous asked:

Since we all know Morpheus is a proud touch-starved being who doesn't want to admit he needs attentions and cuddles, what about a fic where he uses his cat-form to get his s/o attention, and then he reappears in his normal form once he's got it? or maybe reader is sad and he doesn't know how to comfort her, so he just does it as a cat, making her company until she feels better, or they just go for a trip in the dreaming (of course reader knows it's him)

The bedsheets dip under the new weight. Curled on the far too big bed, you don't bother turning around to see the trespasser simply because you're perfectly aware of his identity. Or, perhaps, you are too exhausted to show interest.

It's one of those days when nothing feels quite right for seemingly no reason like a shoe that uncomfortably grazes your heel each time you take a step - not enough to make you bleed but just right to make your foot sore. Today everything felt heavy and weary, the lack of an obvious rationale making your state all the more frustrating. Can’t you just pull yourself together?

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Welcome to Moon Siren Horticulture! - Morpheus x Witch!Reader

SUMMARY: Running a plant shop known among deities and occultists just can not be a simple job. One day, the strangest client shows up looking for a remedy for a curse.

WORDCOUNT: ~ 1.5k

Dirty hands, strong smells that gave you a perpetual migraine, cuts from thorns all over your hands - running a horticulture store was a physically demanding job that became only more challenging when one considered a clientele of occultists, deities and pure madmen. The other side of the coin was the curious and hardly practical methods of payment you so often received like phoenix feathers, dragon scales, mermaid tears or sasquatch fur (you were never quite convinced about the authenticity of that one). Despite having no use for them, you had kept the strange artefacts patrons of the store had given you. It seemed like the more responsible thing to do rather than abandon them in the middle of nowhere for regular people to find.

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Anonymous asked:

oh goshhh i just wanted to drop by and say- wow you're a fantastic writer! your Sandman fics drew me to your account, and i just finished reading your Pillars of Eternity fic duo- and wow i am speechless. i cant even begin to say just how well thought out the fic is, and how alive it really feels! wisdom is such a cool character, (and profoundly interesting), so is every other character we meet. im rooting for morpheus and wisdom too. thanks op!! <33 ur a wonderful writer!

I'm so happy to hear you're enjoying Pillars of Eternity! At first, I wasn't sure whether it would be welcomed because of the sheer amount of original lore I'm packing in there, so it's absolutely wonderful to learn that the truth is quite the opposite.

I'd like to take this chance and do a small sneak peek/announcement for the third instalment:

"Que sera, sera": A Sneak Peek ⬇️

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Anonymous asked:

Can I request a part 2 of guilded cage please it’s really good also I’m a slut for dark!morpheus

Like they got officially married she’s queen and maybe corinthian or one of his siblings go to her and there like wtf sis you ok with this and Morpheus Is eavesdropping because he wants her honest answer and she has excepted her role and he’s like that’s my girl

A/N: Just a PSA - this is comparably worse than Gilded Cage, whatever demon possessed me back then has taken a sabbatical.

"Silvered Perch" - Dark!Morpheus x Reader

WORDCOUNT: ~ 2.4k

What a strange thought it was, that your life was not always like this: drowning in jewels, silk, delicacies which names you couldn't pronounce, wonderful creatures bowing low each time they saw you and most of all - an entity the strangest of them all who wanted to bend over backwards to keep you happy. Would it be a little too on the nose to say it felt like a dream?

Morpheus made sure to keep the word he had given you, so not too long after you settled down in Dreaming the news of a wedding spread across the realm. Although none of his subjects had the faintest clue as to who you were, they seemed to put trust in the integrity of their king and welcomed you more than warmly. To them, it seemed quite obvious that whoever is worthy of being the bride of Dream of the Endless, had to be at least a little bit exceptional - an expectation you weren’t sure you could ever fulfil.

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Anonymous asked:

Hello, can I request a Morpheus x reader where she's wearing Morpheus’ coat, and he's absolutely amazed and attracted by that? Thank you ☺️

A/N: thought of writing something like this for Corinthian also? Lemme know if you'd like that!🌺

Breathe in.

A scent of lush, exotic fruits and a slight mustiness of old books. The material is heavy and slightly coarse but the lining feels like satin, delicately brushing against your skin. Something rustles in the pockets. For a second, you consider fishing out those strange treasures but the thought is quickly dismissed - it's impolite to snoop. Besides, whatever Morpheus carries in his coat is something he considers he might need at any given moment, so, perhaps, it was best for you to not play with them.

The garment is a little too big for you, so Morpheus takes a moment to roll up the sleeves. He does so silently, in swift motion as though he had done it countless times - like it was something obvious. His aloofness flusters you and you wonder if he thinks that a certain level of charity is expected of him or if he's simply following his heart's desires without letting reason interrupt this quiet confession of affection. One of his hands lingers around yours, threading your fingers together, and only then does he continue the stroll.

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Morpheus as "shaper of forms"

So, Morpheus is perceived as different shapes/creatures/entities depending on the context and the dreamer, right? If so, is every messed-up beast you see in your dreams just Morpheus hanging out? If yes, please consider this:

This unending sea of trees feels suffocating. In a strange and thoroughly disturbing way, it's darker than any forest you have ever seen. Black pines tower over each soul that dares to walk among them. The greyish sky seems endless, and so does the faraway horizon littered with twisted, thick shrubbery. Something about this place makes your stomach churn and throat tighten. The sky, the woods, the stillness befitting only death… it feels wrong. The whole forest is wrong. Jet black pine needles dance in the air, although no wind is blowing. Their shuffling is like an evil giggle of malice that has to live among those mahogany trees. You notice their peaks could well pierce clouds if the grey firmament had any. No matter where your curious eyes wander, it seems as if something hides from you right when you are about to see it; an old evil that has already lived in these woods before the human race was distinguishable from apes.

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Anonymous asked:

Hi lovely how are you? Could you do a ”someone is trying to steal morpheus girl”? 🥹

A/N: Hey!! I'm doing fine, thank you! Exam season is right around the corner, so I'm living and breathing diagnostic tests, methodological models and theories of emotions.🌺

You know what the problem with Mona Lisa is? Everyone flocks like a mindless herd just to look at it as if there was nothing else at Luvr. Alright, it's the painting but it's not like there aren't any other paintings around the globe, right? And you know what that guy's problem is? He really thinks he's doing something with that sleazy smirk he-

"Are you doing alright?" Hob asked Morpheus. "You seem angry." It was a nice euphemism, a true monument of Hob's diplomacy.

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Anonymous asked:

Hi! Can I request a morpheus x reader where Dream reads to his s/o until she falls asleep, cause he knows she loves his voice and since she's been away from the dreaming for awhile, he misses her? Thank you

I had so much fun writing this, thank you!!🌺The poem is "Rondel of Merciless Beauty" by Geoffrey Chaucer

In some sense, he is being held hostage. With your head on his chest and an arm around his torso, there is no way Morpheus could simply slip away like an autumn leaf drifting on the cold breeze. Of course, those details would be important if there was even a speck of will in him to get away from this entanglement of limbs. That, however, remains inexistent. For the first time in his exceptionally long life, he is enjoying confinement.

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Anonymous asked:

Hey could I please request Dream's s/o laying down on the couch after a long day, and him carrying her to bed.

A/N: doing small things for the person you love is a louder confession than yelling 'i love you' and you can not change my mind

Being one of the Endless, the concept of time or schedules was a little lost on Morpheus. To be clear, it wasn't that he didn't understand it, he simply didn't experience the passing of time as people did. Entire centuries could go by and he'd feel as if it was a mere blink of an eye. Because of that, he tended to show up 'at your doorstep' at the most random times during the day. If he had to wait for a few hours, he was okay with that - Morpheus always managed to find something to busy himself with. On that day, he found himself at your home at the perfect time, just not the best day.

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"The Just and the Wicked" - Morpheus x Wisdom!Reader

[TW: blood, violence, suicide, explicit language]

A/N: Watched Sweetbitter (2018) and honestly it was more of angry binging. Those people were ✨frustrating✨ me. I have already made up so much lore about Pillars of Eternity I keep a separate file in Evernote.

SUMMARY: Your idyllic life with Morpheus is interrupted by the visit of your brother, Decay, who informs you that one of Karma's agents, a Palace of Justice, had died. The mystery becomes only stranger when an ancient, unholy fraction seems to be involved - the same one that surely helped Rodrick Burgess in capturing you.

WORDCOUNT: ~ 9k

We meet again, dear student! Have you met Hermes again? Well, perhaps he's grown fond of you. I know I have. You are such a great listener, always asking brilliant questions and never interrupting. But enough about you.

You know why you're here, there's no need for me to ask such a rhetorical question. It is also the reason we keep on meeting again and again. Last time we spoke of dreams, wisdom and the strange gift of divinity their union provided. Today, I'd like to tell you a story that my mother used to tell me. In fact, I've heard it from her so many times during my childhood that I'd grow furious any time I heard the word 'karma'. It is only in my old age that I finally understand the importance of this tale. Tell me, when you think of justice, what comes to your mind?

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