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✧·˚ “ HE JUST COMES TO VISIT ME WHEN I’M DREAMING EVERY NOW AND THEN ” ༘ * ༄

synopsis. you’re having trouble coming to terms with your husband’s death and the different person that has now replaced him

featuring. dream of the endless (the sandman), wife!reader

a/n. i cried during the funeral, i’m mourning my goth husband like he’s a real person

you knew that this was a risk when you married your husband, but he was such a rule follower you never thought it would actually happen to you.

yet here you are sitting in a room filled with the endless siblings giving their speeches about their dearly departed brother, your husband. it’s hard to accept that he is truly gone.

you think back to how this all happened and how you thought of so many ways this could’ve been avoided until you’re pulled out of your thoughts and asked to speak about said late husband.

“my lady, now is your turn to speak.” lucienne says softly to you. you nod and quietly thank her as you stand to make your way to the stand. the outlined shape of your husband lies just behind you as you turn to face the people infront of you.

“i thank you all for coming, he would’ve hate this amount of attention on him.” you crack a sad smile and you hear soft chuckles fill the room. “i must confess i never expected to be up here speaking about the passing of him.” you pause, tear filling your eyes. “i suppose i should say the traditional things that one says at a funeral, ‘i wish i had more time’ and such, but i think i had more than enough time with him yet a selfish part wish for even more. i do not believe he ever knew how much he meant to me which is my only regret.”

the tears start to spill freely down your cheeks as you pause for a moment and find the words for how you feel.

“can i tell you the truth?” your pleading eyes search the room for no one in particular. “i am angry. i am angry that he is gone, i know i have to accept his choice but i am angry he left me here alone. i am angry at myself for not being able to do anything in my power to save my own husband.” hot tears flow down your face and you roughly wipe them away. “i’m sorry that i couldn’t do anything to save him, i failed my dream lord. i failed myself.”

lucienne is quick to appear at your side to escort you away from the public view and you break down even more in her arms.

“my lord would never think you a failure my lady.”

you don’t respond, you just continue crying.

after the ceremony finishes you find yourself in your chamber packing things away when the new dream of the endless, daniel hall, knocks before walking in.

“they are your chambers my lord, you need not knock before entering.”

“i don’t mean to disturb you my lady, but why are you packing?” you turn and look to take in his kicked puppy look.

“i am leaving my lord.” you say bluntly, turning back your focus to your things.

“must you leave? i have no issue with you staying you are my wife after all, i think?” he sounds confused at the end of his sentence.

“i am not your wife dream of the endless, i am merely a memory you have of someone that loved me.” you stand and cup his cheek, smiling softly at him. “you will do amazing things, i can feel it.” you hug him, he hugs you back feeling your familiarity.

you’re the first to pull away from the embrace, picking up your bags and bidding him farewell.

“will i see you again?”

you hesitate but turn back to him.

“if you call i shall come.”

time passes for who knows how long, the days blur together at this point and the only solace you find is when you let yourself sleep for in your dreams you get to see his face, you get to see a life that you never got to live with him. it gives you peace something that the real world is never able to give you since his passing. in this dream tonight it is nothing but domestic bliss, a normal life where both of you are human you have a daughter who adores the both of you. a scenario you never got to experience. ‘he would’ve hated being human’ you think to yourself as you dream on.

“what are you thinking about beloved?” he questions with your daughter in his arms.

“nothing i’m just,” you pause, taking in the peaceful face of your sleeping child. “i’m just memorizing your beautiful faces.”

he scoffs and you smile before walking over him to him and place a gently kiss on your daughter’s cheek then your husband’s lips.

“you look like you have a lot on your mind, care to share your thoughts?”

“maybe another time, go put her to bed yeah? i’ll be right there i just need to clean up dinner real quick.” you pet your daughter’s hair and she subconsciously leans into your touch.

“don’t be long.” he kisses your cheek before leaving the room where you now stand alone.

“thank you, i think i needed this.”

years of being his wife definitely helped with being able to pick up on dream of the endless’ power. he steps behind you and you turn to him.

“i didn’t mean to intrude—”

“you’re just doing your job, i understand. is there something you need from me my lord?”

“i wanted to make sure you weren’t having those nightmares anymore. i know how much they pained you.” he confesses.

“i am doing much better my lord, these dreams are what i look forward to most. which means you are doing a terrific job as the new lord shaper.” you smile at him and you swear if he had a tail it would be wagging.

“i am glad to hear you are finally adjusting to your new life.”

“i could say the same to you my friend.”

he smiles.

“if i could, may i ask a favor of you?”

“anything dream lord.”

his face falls and he becomes a bit nervous before finally asking.

“w-would you perhaps consider returning to the dreaming? just to help me to understand everything a bit better? i mean lucienne can only help so much and it’s hard to figure out why i once did—” you cut him off.

“i will help you dream lord, but i will not help you try to become the same as my husband, you are your own dream of the endless.”

he nods.

“of course thank you.”

“you need not thank me dream lord, i will always be here to help every version of you no matter what.”

i was crying my eyes out the whole time i have not emotional recovered and i fear i never will

.love always <3

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[aestheticpearl]

✧·˚ “ I SLEEP SO I CAN SEE YOU, ‘CAUSE I HATE TO WAIT SO LONG ” ༘ * ༄

synopsis. dream is very protective of his wife, so when a creature invades her dreams he takes immediate action before it can cast any lasting effects

featuring. dream of the endless (the sandman), wife!reader

a/n. now i know what you’re gonna say “but pearl sleeping in the dreaming makes no sense cause it’s the dream world you have to be sleep to get there” HUSH and just let it happen, it is fan FICTION just let it happen

you would think being the wife of a dream lord’s protects you from the terrifying nightmares, but it seems some creature has seeped into your head and taken hold of your psyche when you sleep. it doesn’t help that you sleep when dream goes to attend to his duties.

this particular creature seems to have taken a liking you messing with your head. you know it is not a nightmare, you know of all your husbands creations and this thing, stalks you in the corners of your mind while you believe yourself to be dreaming, luring you into a false sense of relaxation and then it will purposely show itself in the corners of your vision but when you turn to look at it it disappears, leaving you to feel uneasy until you turn back around and it stands only inches away from you which causes you to startle awake.

this has been going on now for longer than you’d like to admit and you’ve seen how busy your husband as been and do not wish to trouble him with something as trivial as this when he has far more important matters to deal with. unfortunately for you this experience has made you put off sleep for as long as you possibly can and dream takes notices of it.

you sit across from him in the library reading about a lovely dream a mortal has created. you can feel your eyes are growing heavy and let out a yawn before continuing.

“what troubles you dear wife?” dream asks, not looking up from his work.

“nothing, why do you ask dear husband?” you respond back placing the book down.

“you have stayed awake with me for three days now.” he says softly, one might think you could even hear a bit of concern laced in his voice.

“i’ve just missed you, that’s all.” you give him a soft sleep to try and sell it, but clearly dream is not buying. “you’ve just been so busy with your work and i’ve rarely seen you—”

“you have not been sleeping so you can spend more time with me?”

now that it is said out loud you realize how ridiculous it sounds. the wife of a dream lord isn’t sleeping because she wants to see him more.

“…yes?”

dream’s expression reminds flat.

“you are not being truthful.” dream stands and walks over to where you are seat before kneeling in-front of you. his eyes search your own for some actual reasoning.

“i’ve had trouble sleeping when you are not with me…” you confess, looking away as you feel your cheeks burn.

dream’s hand comes under your chin to gently turn you to face him again.

“do you wish for me to remain with you tonight?”

“i couldn’t ask that of you—”

“i will.” he says bluntly, shocking you.

“you will?” he nods.

“what kind of dream lord would i be if my own wife could not get sleep?” a whisper of a smile appears on his lips before he kisses your head gently before standing again. “i must deal with some matters now rather than later. i trust when i return you will be ready for slumber.”

you stand as you watch him start to leave.

“dream.”

you call out to him, he stops and turns to you.

“yes my love?”

you move to where he stands and place a kiss on his lips before thanking him.

“anything for you.” he replies gently.

you smile at him, placing one last kiss on his lips before he leaves.

later on you can truly start to feel the sleep you’ve been avoiding for so long take ahold of you. your actions slow and you take your time, almost struggle, to put the silk sheets onto your bed.

“you need not to waste your energy.”

you turn hearing dream’s voice behind you.

“i know, i just like having a task.”

you turn back to finish placing the sheets but see that dream has already done it for you and you unintentionally let out a small huff.

“tasks distract, you need only to focus on one thing now.” you feel him wrap his arms around your middle and place a kiss behind your ear, earning a smile from you.

“you?”

dream smirks and lets out a exhale through his nose which is the closest you’ll get to a laugh.

“no, sleep. come my love.”

he sits on the bed, his outfit now changed to a more comfortable one to sleep in.

“as you command my dream lord.”

you climb onto the bed and curl into his side, you feel safe here with him, the safest you’ve felt in weeks. you hope that him being here will scare off whatever creature dares to taunt you. you can feel yourself easily drifting off in his arms and his hand moves to hold yours, offering a gently squeeze of reassurance. a simple ‘i am here, you are safe’ gesture that gives comfort.

you find yourself in a different part of the dreaming, a place that you have made in your mind, a beach that soft waves crash onto the shore. you look around for your husband but do not see him. your eyes land on a distant figure, it is not your husband though.

you feel it’s uncomfortable aura even as it stands a great distance from you. it unsettles you deeply as continuously stares at you, sending a shudder down your spine as you feel your chest tighten with anxiety.

“how dare you enter my realm to feed upon innocent people?”

you hear him before you see him, a shadow form in the sky that casts over the land as dream’s eye flicker white, oh he is pissed.

“and to do it to my beloved wife? you will no longer have the freedom you once had.”

dream’s shadowed hand looms over the creature and grabs it harshly. the creature squirms in his grip has he crushes the weak thing in his grasp. you look away from the grotesque scene, not particularly fond of gory aspect of it all you cover your ears to try and block the sickening crunch.

you don’t turn back around until you feel dream’s arms slide around your waist and pulling you close to his chest.

“are you alright my love?” his voice is soft compared to how intimating it sounded moments earlier.

you turn to face him, cupping his face with both of your hands to place a gentle kiss on his cheek and hug him tightly.

“thank you.”

“anything for you my beloved.”

“how can i ever repay you?” you ask leaning into him more.

“by resting properly now.” dream kisses your temple as he holds you close, finally allowing you to rest.

when you wake you find dream gazing at you and moving a stray hair from your face. the moment is intimate and you almost don’t want to break the silence between the two of you. you push his messy hair back and place a kiss on his forehead, then his nose and then his lips.

“did you sleep well my love?” he asks taking your hand to place a kiss on on your knuckles.

“i did.” you smile and move closer. “i dreamt that a hero came and saved me from a nightmare that i was having.”

“oh did you?” he pulls you into his chest.

“mhm, and he was very handsome.”

amount of fanfics for him on this site is so small it made me come out of retirement also this ain’t proof read and the keyboard i was typing with is a little broken so if you see any mistakes no you didn’t

.love always <3 pearl

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[aestheticpearl]

i have a few drafts and requests for sakuverse that i’m working on but after i complete those i’m taking a break from writing for it.

i just don’t think i’m as interested in the audios as i once was, the only thing that’s been consistent is the zaros audios and i literally have tried so hard but can’t get into them the same way i loved the others.

it’s just discouraging and i don’t have much to work with anymore, i’ll still write but sakuverse isn’t what it used to to be for me.

[aestheticpearl]

✧·˚ “ BUT I HATE TO THINK ABOUT YOU WITH SOMEBODY ELSE ” ༘ * ༄

synopsis. leigh isn’t jealous. he doesn’t get jealous.

featuring. leigh (sakuverse)

a/n. if you’re reading this in the future and it’s inaccurate to his character, keep that to yourself i’m going off of a single episode and a prayer here

leigh has honestly confused himself at this point in this stunt of a relationship he has with you. it’s just a normal company picnic with your software company. they wanted their employees to be able to get some fresh air on the job or something like that. regardless, leigh watched for under a shaded tree as you grab some snacks for the both of you from the table they’ve set up on the field.

he’s watching your body language more than anything as you speak to one of the guys in the sales department who clearly doesn’t know how to take a hint. he keeps moving forward as you step back at each advancement, even glancing over to leigh himself to communicate ‘are you seeing this?’ with your eyes. he is unfortunately.

he remains planted under the tree, knowing full well you can very much handle yourself and if you needed help you would ask, but after a certain point it’s not just about how he’s getting impatient with the guy blabbing his whole life story to you, it’s about how he’s trying to make moves on his fake partner. that’s when he knows he has to intervene for appearance sake. at least that’s what he’s telling himself. he ignores the feelings that it stirs out in the pit of his stomach as he stands up and starts walking over to you.

you feel leigh before you see him as he wraps his arm around your waist, a wave of comfort washes over you at the feeling; finally someone that can get you out of this uncomfortable situation without being rude—

“quit hitting on them. they’re my partner.”

nevermind.

you watch the poor guy sputter out a few apologies before stumbling away from the two of you.

“that wasn’t very nice.” you mumble as you place a few veggies on your plate.

“i wasn’t trying to be, mate clearly couldn’t take a hint.” leigh responds, picking a carrot off your plate and munching on it. “you should tell HR about that.”

“what? that my fake boyfriend scared off an employee for trying to shoot his shot?”

“hey what are fake boyfriends for?”

something pulls at both of your heartstrings when you say the word fake, but you both similarly opt to brush it off.

you both walk back to the shaded tree area that leigh has practically claimed for his own and sit down with the snacks in hand.

“so have any bets?”

“sorry?” you look at leigh puzzled.

“any bets on who’s gonna win capture the flag?”

“oh.” you follow his eyes to the scene that unfolds on the field. your coworkers in some kind of team building exercise that they are definitely too old for.

“i’m honestly not too sure.” you enjoy your snacks as you watch the game, absentmindedly offering leigh the same snacks by holding the plate in front of him. he is also is locked on to what you are watching unaware of how couple like you both look right now.

“do you think this is going to effect the weekend project?” you ask, looking back at him.

“yes, but i don’t know if it’ll be in a good way or a bad way. depends on how this ends.” he smiles back at you.

you laugh and lean on him, not evening thinking.

you only realize the mistake when you feeling leigh tense under you and you quickly pull away.

“s-sorry!”

“you don’t have you act like i am hot lava.” you chuckles a bit at you reaction.

“i didn’t want to overstep—”

“i didn’t think you were overstepping.” his eyes flicker over you facial features to try and read your emotions a bit better. you’re panicked and… flustered?

“relax okay? i just wasn’t expecting it, i don’t mind though, it is pretty chilly today.” he opens his arm for you to move into, which you do eventually with some hesitation.

he’s warm and somehow comforting. you remind yourself that this isn’t something that’s real, it’s just an act that you both have to keep up with and he seems to be better at remembering that appearances need to be maintained. you secretly pray that he doesn’t notice the flustered state he as been putting you in by doing this.

“you’re warm.”

oops.

he chuckles.

“thank you.”

“i d-didn’t mean to say that.”

“but you did.” he smiles. “which means you meant it~”

you roll your eyes at him and genuinely reconsider your feels for a spilt second in that moment.

new character rahhhhhh. i’m just hoping to get pulled out of this writing slump cause i’m lowkey starting to lose interest in this. the hyperfixation isn’t fixating. happy valentine’s day btw 🤍

.love always<3 pearl

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[aestheticpearl]

the bastard warrior series reminds me so much of treasure planet and no i will not elaborate

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filthy nasty isaac smut plz :3 (originally requested by @jasminepicksflowers)

— juno [isaac rhoades x fem!reader]

tried my best to be filthy nasty 🫡

[aestheticpearl]

✧·˚ “ HAVE YOU EVER TRIED THIS ONE? ” ༘ * ༄

synopsis. the morning after with your boss leads to more freak shit and you’re absolutely fine with that

featuring. isaac rhoades (sakuverse), fem!reader

warnings. smut, morning sex, cockwarming

“fuck i need to get started on work.” the words come out of him like it’s been bothering him for a while now.

“you’re still inside me.” you say nonchalantly, not even bothering to open your eyes to look at him.

“i’m fully aware.” he says placing a gentle kiss behind your earlobe, causing you to crack a smile.

“i know something else that is aware—”

“don’t.” he hisses as he gently pulls out of your warmth and moves to get out of the bed.

“isaac it’s still so early~” you whine in an attempt to get him to stay with you longer.

“it’s mid-afternoon, i really don’t know how your able to sleep for so long.”

you giggle as your hand finds his.

“not much of what we did involved sleeping.”

“easy now..” he says, leaning in to plant a cheek on your cheek and then pausing before kissing your lips. his first mistake.

your hand cups his cheek gently before it finds its way into his hair and you’re able to still taste the remnants of yourself on his tongue from last night. issac can’t help himself as you pull him deeper into the kiss and his hands find their way up to cup your breast.

you’re the first to pull away, still holding his face.

“you have to go…” you bite your lip.

he pulls away from you, tracing his hands down your body and stopping at your legs. he moves between them before pushing them together and placing them over his shoulder and sliding himself into your soaking hot cunt again.

you gasp at the sensitive that shoots through your body.

“isaac.. oh my god..” you bite down on your hand to hold back your screams and in return he kisses your ankle before biting it. the sensation heats your core and gets you even more wet.

“i have to go.”

your eyes are practically rolling into the back of your head as he pounds into you.

“i have to go i have to go i have to go…” each thrust is enforced with his plea of desperation.

“stay with me.” you say breathlessly.

he lets out a groan as he feels you squeeze around him and he almost cums on the spot right then and there. almost.

“i have to go… i have nghh papers ahh deadlines..”

you adjust your hips to line him up with your g-spot and you swear you can see stars. his names falls from your lips like a mantra, begging for a sweet release that only he can provide.

your hands grip the sheets so tightly that in the back of your mind you fear you’ll rip them, but the thought is clouded by the pleasure you feel building in your core.

“isaac..shit..i’m close.”

“me too.”

despite this, he pulls out of you and continues you thrust into your closed thighs, stimulating your very sensitive clit in the process. this unlock a whole new feeling that you didn’t know existed. you can feel it in you toes and how they start to get a tingling feeling and you let out a whine.

“that feel good baby?”

you nod furiously.

“i render you speechless pretty girl?”

“oh god..”

he slips himself back in and makes sure to give your poor clit the attention it craves and it sends you crashing over the edge.

isaac drops your legs to his side and leans down to cradle your sweaty face, placing a soft kiss on your lips before pulling out and scooping you up to bring you into the bathroom.

he gently placed you on the toilet seat and starts running a bibble bath for you as you start to feel the exhaustion of having sex all night and then all morning with very little breaks.

“i will draw you this bath, but after that i need to leave to get this done on time.”

“you certainly did me on time.” you grin sleepily up at him and he lets out a deep sigh.

“clearly i didn’t fuck your brains out enough since you’re still giving smart ass quips.”

“i can’t feel my legs.”

“well i’ve succeeded in one thing today.” he smirks, lifting you up and carefully placing you in the warm tub that envelops your very sore muscle.

“you should join me~”

“tempting, but no. i have work and you have to get some rest cause this will be continue tonight.” his word practically give you whiplash as he kisses you softly on the head and gets up to leave to work like he didn’t just rearrange your guts.

and believe it or not, he still finished the paperwork for the case on time.

i refuse to proof read smut i write cause i cringe at my own writing for it so if something is wrong that’s too bad. also hope y’all like the new style of fic, i love doing gradient text

.love always <3 pearl

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y’all hate me if i did a rebrand?

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my computer keeps crashing and i just know saku is behind it

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i like the world building in fan fiction more than the love interest part of it

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Good morning, afternoon, evening, & night pearl hope your day and weekend have gone well remember to drink (or breath) water

Hoping you the best

-Peppy

my dog died✨🧚🏼‍♀️

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to the people who chose me…i’m going to kiss you on your forehead very gently and lovingly

I got a question for the crumpets

who’s your favorite Sakuverse writer and which of their work is your favorite?

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whoever keeps praying on the zsakuva fandom’s downfall should really fucking stop

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welp time to start outwardly being a bitch cause apparently that’s what the people want

The zsaku community makes me uncomfortable theyre just too nice 😔

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did i ever tell you guys that i use to draw?

[aestheticpearl]

Hi Pearl! Hope your doing well

Could you do a text story of calling them baby girl

Please

— when you call them ‘baby girl’ [texts with multiple characters]

woah! me? fulfilling a request?? unheard of really

[aestheticpearl]

when you call them ‘baby girl’

✧·˚feat: kayson mayer, jonah, xanthus claiborne, andrew marston, issac rhoades, elias, zaros athat’lin, luca pearce, rowan

✧·˚genre: fluff

✧·˚requested: yes!

✧·˚a/n: i just know y’all have been waiting so patiently for another text fic

.love always <3 pearl

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