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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: The Sandman (Comics), The Sandman (TV 2022) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Dream of the Endless/Hob Gadling, Dream of the Endless | Morpheus/Hob Gadling Characters: Dream of the Endless | Morpheus, Hob Gadling Additional Tags: Chivalry, Bathing/Washing, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Hair Washing, Armor, Dream of the Endless is a weird bug, Dream’s Hell Armor, Post-New Inn, Hand Jobs, 7k of Lovingly Detailed Disrobing 1k of Bath Handjob Summary:

The manner in which an animal routinely casts off a part of its body (often, but not always, an outer layer or covering), either at specific times of the year, or at specific points in its life cycle.

The door swings open, and Hob looks up, as automatic as a blink or a breath. He’s not expecting anything. It’s been three months and four days, six hours and thirty-nine minutes, and all he had been told was more than once a century.

Dream is standing in the doorway.

He looks like hell.

Hey do you like uh exceedingly long descriptions of taking armor off and then washing someone because boy do I have a treat for you

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Not to be a Star Trek fan too loud in the Sandman fandom but I know I can't be the only one who screams a little inside when watching Dream talk to Calliope and he says those three very special words: "Let Me Help."

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newbie fic authors, shooting themselves in the foot: This fic is bad haha I suck at writing lol I am being mean to myself in the hopes that you will be nice to me but actually am dissuading anyone from even clicking on my fic because all I have done to advertise it is tell you why you shouldn't read it

me: I am King Big Dick of Fanfic Mountain and I have arrived in your fandom with the Express Intention of writing my Very Favorite Fics, which I will generously allow you to read. You're welcome.

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chapter five of please wake me is now up!

Dream of the Endless | Morpheus/ Hob Gadling, modern academia AU, rated E

chapter 5 of 16

part five of the sound of the unlocking and the lift away

Hob’s having a bad week. They hit him without warning, like a bucket of water being dropped over his head, like night falling without a sunset, like having his legs swept from under him. He’d felt it it descending on Monday evening. He’d been at the National Archives again, finding more material about licensing in alehouses, and on the way home had found himself mentally cursing every person in his way on the Tube, ruminating on the lack of useful material in the documents he’d looked at, knowing he was hungry but having absolutely no motivation to even think about what he and Dream might eat that night. Only the thought of seeing Dream had stopped him from just going home and slumping face down into bed. But he wanted to see Dream, even if nothing else in the world seemed remotely appealing, and he’d clung to that as he made his way up to Hampstead, trying to put himself back together for Dream’s sake. And when Dream had opened the door, smiling bright and wide at seeing him there, he’d reaffirmed his decision of a few weeks ago to never, ever make himself a burden to Dream. Because being the Hob that makes Dream look at him like he’s the sun coming out is the one he wants to be.

in which Hob has a bad week, and learns an important lesson about how Dream loves him.

read from the start here, and from the start of the series here

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I always think that's what he's going to say

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I always think that's what he's going to say

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✨ series of very important gifs for the dreamling nation server ✨

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A Waking Nightmare

“Hob.” Dream could hear the waver in his voice. His body normally responded to his own desires, but here, it seemed to work against him. His throat was tight. It was all wrong, this was all wrong. This was not how it was supposed to go. “Hob, please.”

Still, his… his friend… ignored his presence.

TLDR;

Hob has started hallucinating his Stranger for the past seventy-odd years. When his Stranger actually turns up, he thinks it's another hallucination. Shenanigans ensue to get the pair on the same page.

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@introvertbibliophile replied: we'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet?

this is the NYE followup to let your heart be light and... well... I really hate to say this but... I haven't done anything with this one in months either. but JUST FOR YOU I will add a sentence RIGHT NOW:

Hob pulls open his front door. Dream is standing politely on the mat, dressed in a devastating black suit, all clean lines and sharp creases. The fabric has just a hint of sparkle to it, even in the mediocre light of Hob’s hallway, and he can just imagine how Dream is going to absolutely shine under the party lights of the New Inn.

thanks for the ask! wip game ✨

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interested in 'can you scare me up a little bit of love?' :o

this is affectionately known as the "Halloween birthday fic," based on the post that was going around ages ago about what if Hob turned 666 years old the year he and Dream reunited. here's a snippet:

“This is what I wanted to do,” he said, gesturing for Dream to sit and digging a lighter out of his pocket. Dream deposited himself gracefully on Hob’s couch and placed his eerie helmet on the cushion beside him. “It’s… ah, it’s my birthday, actually. My real birthday.” “All Hallows’ Eve was the day of your birth?” asked Dream, intrigued. “Well, I don’t know exactly,” said Hob, lighting the candle. “Calendar was a bit squiffy back then. But I know it was after the main harvest and sometime around Allhallowtide, because I remember hearing stories about the martyrs in church when I was just a lad and thinking: oh, that's a bit of a downer, as far as birthday celebrations go.”

no clue when I'm going to get back to this one, I'm afraid, but it'll be part of the Trilobites & Tuxedos verse if it ever gets finished!

thanks for the ask! wip game ✨

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stag night stag night! xo @hardly-an-escape

this is yet another future instalment in the wylmk universe.

Dream calls him from what sounds like a very noisy bathroom around midnight. “Hob,” he says, sounding distinctly less than sober. “I love you.”  “I know you do, petal. I love you too.”  “I think I am going to feel very ill in the morning,” Dream says very seriously.  Hob stifles a laugh. “I think you probably are, love. Is Corin naked yet?”  Dream snorts inelegantly. “The bar we were in before threw us out when he took his shirt off. He has also attempted to trade his jeans for a gentleman’s assless chaps, and made out with a human statue.”  “Sounds on brand. Anything else to report?”  “Lucienne agreed to eat a space cake. She has not stopped giggling since.” Dream sounds delighted by this turn of events. “And Matthew is wearing lipstick. It does not suit him.”  “Bless. Your son and I are about to head to bed. I tried to explain to him that his dad’s out getting high as a kite, but he wasn’t interested.”  “I am not high as a kite,” Dream protests, then giggles. And keeps giggling.  “My darling,” Hob says, feeling the love sweetening every syllable, “you are absolutely off your tits.”  “Rude,” Dream says, then hiccups. Hob can’t wait to marry this ridiculous creature.  “Always, baby. D’you want to tell your son you love him?”  Dream’s response is to miaow down the phone. The mental image of Dream lurking in an Amsterdam nightclub bathroom and fucking miaowing at his cat over the phone to say goodnight absolutely does for Hob, and he ends up laughing so hard that Dream starts demanding “What? What?” in his most aggrieved voice, which only makes Hob laugh harder.

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saw this haircut on a reel, knew dream had to have it 🙏

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Part 2: A Dream of an Autumn Garden

A few more photos of Mr. Morpheus, continuing from my post here!

As I said on the other photoset, I'm very happy & proud of him! I'm happy I decided to take my time to get him just how I wanted & edit the photos I took nicely. I hope you all love him too. Sweet dreams~

I have included a bunch of Cool Facts about how I made him under the cut if you are so inclined!

Started: Late Jan 2022 / Finished: Dec 30 2022

Approx work hours- 273 hours (worked on average every 3rd day out of 274 days; averaged 3h/session)

Times I remade something because I messed it up/wasn't happy with it: Hands- 2; Feet- 2; Head- 2.5; Body- 1; Clothes: 3

Pattern: trial, error & determination

Height: 3ft tall

Materials:

stretch jersey knit (body)

polyfill (stuffing)

brushed out acrylic yarn (hair)

star sapphire x2 (eyes)

pipe cleaner (hand armature)

wooden dowels/18 gauge wire (elbow/arm skeleton that keeps snapping I may add)

acrylic paint/pastels (shading & details)

acrylic thread (body sculpting & upper eyelashes)

stretch velvet/velvet burnout, cotton (clothes)

Fun facts:

his look was inspired by his overall appearance in the comics; I particularily like the depictions done by Jill Thompson, Mike Dringenberg & Marc Hempel!

his arms and legs are jointed in the same way as many teddy bears are: you use a washer, nut & bolt to butt-up the limb against the body internally and it gives the limbs full rotation. First time I have tried the method and it's definitely something I'll try again!

I had no idea how I was going to do the inset eyes, but I was determined to have them as some sort of stone. I had to redo his first head completely because I cut too far in! Eventually I got it to work by creating a "backcushion" with clay for the stones, and then closed and sculpted the eyelids overtop to secure them in.

You can't see in most of my photos but his eyes are star sapphire: when light hits them correctly, it causes a ✨to appear just like his eyes in the comics~!

making his hand & feet were a challenge, especially thinking about where to put the needle through to sculpt tendons, nails, etc (and also deciding how detailed to get without looking strange). I think I learned a lot tho and I'm very proud of the hands

my favorite sculpted parts are the collar bone/chest, the right hand & the nose~

because the skin is white, he gets very dirty with his black clothes, so I had to line all of them in white. He also has to soak in bleach once in a while to maintain his complexion (LOL)

A signature somehwere on his person xD

Thank you all again for your nice tags & comments so far on my work. If you guys would like for me to share some behind the scenes photos of this photoshoot, or WIP photos of me making him, let me know and if there's enough interest maybe I'll make a post down the road!

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Part 1: A Dream of the Trees

He is known by many names- Prince of Stories, Shaper, Lord Morpheus, Dream of the Endless - but many a child 'round the world hearing stories at bedtime know him simply as The Sandman.

It's my pleasure to share this project with you after sitting on it for so long! The Sandman (Neil Gaiman) is a profoundly important & personal piece of literature to me, & Mr. Dream such an important figure, I absolutely needed to bring him into the waking world. I worked, reworked & re-reworked on my interpretation of him until finally saying "done!" in December of 2022.

I learned so much about what I could accomplish sculpting with fabric, I'm very proud of him & love him terribly. I really hope you will enjoy him too!

(more photos to come!)