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Dream of the Endless | Tom Sturridge The Sandman 1.11 -Dream of a Thousand Cats/Calliope

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"Well, well... Stealing my seat, are we?"

A/N: well... 😛😛😛😛💦💦

Summary: where Dream decided to cherish Reader as his queen and his throne witnessed something completely shameless. (smut with the throne in the centre of the story)

Warnings: oral sex, devotion, a bit of squirting I guess

When the night fell upon the city you found yourself standing in the magnificent throne room. This place was as you left it the night before, though you could swear that some details had changed. It never stopped amazing you how the Dreaming felt very familiar but also quite different every time you visited it. Morpheus was nowhere to be found but you decided to wait for him. You were sure he'd already felt your presence.

You marveled at the grandeur of the space, adorned with exquisite tapestries and shimmering starlight. You climbed the top of the stairs and your eyes fixed at the beautiful carved marbled throne. You saw your boyfriend sitting on it on many occasions and you always wondered if it was in any way as uncomfortable as it looked. You ran your fingers across the cold stone and looked around the room. Curiosity got the better of you, and you couldn't resist the allure of Morpheus' throne. With a mischievous smile, you gracefully settled onto the seat, feeling its regal presence beneath you. With a surprise you found it more comfortable than you thought it was. You leaned back and rested your hands on the armrests, thinking how good it could be to be a queen. To be his queen.

You two had never talked about a possible future together or marriage yet, so you felt a little rebellious temporarily claiming his throne as yours. But you couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement. Little did you know that Morpheus himself was watching from afar, observing your every move.

He watched you, sitting comfortably upon his cherished seat. His initial reaction was one of surprise, but it quickly melted away, replaced by a tender smile. He quietly approached you with a sense of awe and a hint of amusement. his presence suddenly felt in the room. His voice, both commanding and gentle, resonated through the room. "Well, well... Stealing my seat, are we?"

Startled, you turned to face him, your cheeks flushed at the sensation of being caught. "Morpheus, darling... I, I couldn't resist," you explained as you stood up. Your excitement mixed with a fear of his disapproval. You bit your lip waiting for his reaction.

"No need to apologize, my Starlight. It's not every day someone dares to sit upon the throne of Dreams." A playful smirk crossed his lips. He was clearly amused by your dare move. He stepped closer, his gaze filled with adoration. "And I must say, you look absolutely gorgeous in my throne."

You couldn't help but smile. "Thank you, my love." His words, laced with a touch of mischief put you at ease and made you want to play along. "Well, if I'm going to be caught red-handed, I suppose I should make the most of it." You said playfully with a hint of shyness. "Your throne is much more comfortable than I expected."

Morpheus gazed at you with adoration. " I see you've taken a liking to my throne." He smiled warmly, stars in his eyes twinkled as he thought of something. Seeing you on his throne was unexpected yet enjoyable. But having you on his throne would be even more pleasant and gratifying. So why not let you sit back down while he could cherish you there?

You noticed a mischievous shift in his facial expression, more darker lights shimmering in his eyes, but you couldn't know what he was thinking.

"I must admit, seeing you in my throne is a sight I didn't expect. But fear not, for your audacity has not gone unnoticed." His voice low and filled with a pro.ise of what was going to happen.

"I was just... drawn to it, I suppose." You replied unsure of what to expect. You were captivated by his charm.

"As I am drawn to you, my queen." He took your hand in his and as the graceful and regal figure he was, he leaned in and pressed a soft kiss upon ypur hand. Then he motioned for you to sit back down on the throne. "Please, my queen, take your rightful place,"

Taken back by his words, you hesitantly resumed your seat upon the throne. Dream knelt before you, his eyes filled with adoration. His hands rested on the both sides of your bare thighs. With a voice as gentle as a whisper, he said. "Allow me to show you just how cherished you are. Let me honor you as you deserve."

At this moment your heart skipped the beat. Your mind couldn't decide if you correctly read his intentions. Was he really going to do something explicit? In the large place of his throne room?

"Morpheus... I'm not sure what you mean..."

"I mean..." Morpheus leaned closer, his hands slid up your dress, revealing more bare skin of your thighs. "My queen shall feel how cherished..." he put a gently kiss upon your upper thigh. "...and loved..." A second kiss on your other leg. "... and celebrated..." He looked up as he moved his palms to your knees, his thumbs caressing your inner thighs. "...she truly is." With those words he gently moved your legs to sides.

You sucked in breath, your eyes were locked on his as he waited for your permission to go on. You licked your lips in anticipation and nodded. His lips curled up into a smirk. He began to pepper your thighs with soft kisses, going higher with each placed one.

You didn't expect him to come up with such a bold idea, but since you had surprised him first, you guessed it was only fair, that he'd surprise you as well. His eyes darted down between your legs as you spread them farther apart. He almost moaned seeing the thin fabric of your underwear. Your arousal was starting to drip and you only hoped it wasn't visible. You bit your lip as you watched him. His each kiss was a testament to his love, a symbol of his adoration for this extraordinary woman who had captured his heart. The touch of his lips upon your skin sent shivers of delight coursing through your body.

God, how this man had the ability to drive you crazy...

As he continued to shower you with affectionate gestures, Morpheus whispered against your skin. "In the realm of dreams, you are my everything. Your presence gives life to the stories I weave, the dreams I create. Without you, my queen, this realm would be devoid of its magic."

His kisses were like whispers of enchantment, igniting a fire within you, and his words, like sweet melodies, danced in the air, enveloping you in a warm embrace.

You almost didn't notice when he slipped his palms under your butt and scooted your hips to the edge of the seat. You gasped as your dress rode up and you shivered at the sensation of cool stone against your, now not covered with any fabric, ass. Your underwear magically disappeared by his magic and it took you by surprise. Your eyes tore away from him for a moment and you glanced at the grant throne room behind him. A terrifying thought occurred to you. What if somebody saw you?!

"Dream..." You tried to get his attention. Your voice filled with concern. "What if... If someone comes here?"

Morpheus couldn't resist teasing you a bit. With a playful smirk, he replied, "Oh, my dear Y/N, imagine the scandal it would cause if the denizens of the Dreaming caught a glimpse of us in this forbidden act of affection!"

You playfully rolled your eyes.

"Well, I suppose it would give them something interesting to talk about, but really, Morpheus, I'm being serious. I don't want anyone to see us like this."

He gently took your hands in his and reassured you. "I promise you, my love, this throne room is our sanctuary. The walls hold secrets only we can share. No eyes but ours will ever witness our love. No one shall disturb this moment."

Your worries began to melt away as you looked into his eyes, his love for you evident in his gaze. You reached your hand and slipped your fingers between his dark hair. A small smirk tugged at the corners of your lips. "Alright then, if you promise...let's continue where we left off." You gently guided his head back between your legs, eager to feel his mouth on you. He gladly followed as he whispered "it seems you're already giving me orders. Perhaps I shall be careful with what I'll do next."

You chuckled. "Oh, so you think you can resist my commands, do you?"

Morpheus raised his eyebrow as he pressed his lips on your clitoris, giving it a welcome kiss. "I am the Lord of Dreams, my love. But for you, I might make an exception."

"Well then, Lord of Dreams, I command you to... put your mouth and tongue in good use for me."

"As you wish, my queen." He whispered as he parted his lips, taking your sensitive flesh between them, sucking on it gently for a moment, before his tongue covered your pussy with a few slow licks. You leaned back and hummed in return, your feet raised off the ground. The feeling was overwhelming and the fact that you were sitting on his throne while he was kneeling before you, lifted your excitement to a very high level.

"You deserve to be cherished, to be celebrated, my queen."

"Oh, Dream..." You moaned as you slowly began to rub your pussy on his tongue. You were dripping with your juices, not being able to say any coherent words. Your toes curled up as you raised your legs higher, giving him full access to you.

Morpheus' mouth settled on your pussy, hot and demanding as he cherished you restlessly. As he was licking you, his tongue was swirling and lapping around your folds. His breath hot on your centre, his fingers dug into your skin, pulling your body closer to him.

You moaned again louder with his name on your tongue. You weren't sure if he had made the throne room soundproof as well, but you were too caught up in ecstasy to bother. You jerked your hips while he pressed the tip of his tongue against your clit. His hand moved and his fingers played with your entrance before he slid them inside, curling them up, finding your sweet spot. He waited till you adjusted to them and then he started pumping them inside you. You were so wet, so tight and your natural scent so strong, it was driving him insane. He thought he could just make you cum here, one or two times, and end with that, but he would need a longer session with you. Full naked in a more comfortable place.

"F-fuck..." You moaned. "Dream I'm... So..."

You wanted to say close, but the sudden wave of orgasm washed over you and you threw your legs over Dream's shoulders, pressing yourself more against his face. He pumped a few more times before he removed his fingers. Your juices gushed on him and down his throne. He quickly replaced his fingers with his mouth as he rotated the tip of his tongue slightly at your entrance, drinking down your excitement.

Your moaning echoing through the dream-filled air as your body couldn't stop shaking. Your king patiently waited till you came back from cloud nine.

When your orgasm finally subsided Morpheus gracefully rose from his kneeling position and closed the distance between you. As your lips met his in a long kiss, time seemed to stand still. The kiss soon deepened and you lost yourselves in the embrace of your love.

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"Need A Little Love"

A/N: Why is this so freaking sad? Well, I was in a mood for a good cry, so I gave myself something to cry about. ;( The song: Need a little love

Summary: Reader is in love with Morpheus and wishes he feels the same. She puts all her feelings to this little love song she sings. And Morpheus hears her.

The night had been slowly crawling into your bedroom through an open window. You were sitting on your bed, holding a guitar. Alone with your thoughts and hopes. Your heart was beating in your chest a melody dedicated to him.

You were hopelessly in love with the Lord of Dreams. You were trying to tell him that on numerous occasions, but could never bring yourself to do that. The fear of rejection stopped you from giving yourself a chance to know if he felt the same about you.

Your thumb ran smoothly across the guitar strings. The vibrations created a sound you were looking for. Even though you were never good at expressing your feelings with words, music always gave you a way to freely speak what was inside your heart.

It was time I figured out what everybody knew Life is lived in black and white if I don't have you

You knew he tolerated you in the Dreaming, liked you perhaps at times. There was evidence, cause sometimes you spent most of the night with him while he was telling you all those wonderful stories he had... But there were also times when he left you on your own as if he almost ignored your presence. You understood when he was busy, but sometimes he wasn't and yet, he couldn't bother to even look at you.

Oh, you can make my head spin all night long By your sweet side, that's the place where I belong

Couldn't find the answer, oh, I lived for ridicule Some girls they made eyes at me, played me for a fool

You couldn't figure what he felt about you. Always so enigmatic and reserved. but you guessed it was ok... Someday you'd tell him what you felt.

Need a little love, I won't say no Need a little love, I won't say no...

In the quiet depths of the Dreaming, Morpheus stood amidst the walls of his palace. The soft glow of moonlight bathed his pale face as he listened to the ethereal melodies that filled the air. Y/N, a mortal with a heart full of love, had struggled to express her feelings to him. And now, she had found her voice in a love song dedicated to him. As the haunting notes reached his ears, Morpheus closed his eyes, allowing the music to weave its way into his essence. The lyrics carried your emotions, your longing, and your vulnerability. So he listened attentively.

Need a little love, I won't say no Need a little love, I won't say no

Need a little love, I won't say no Need a little love, I won't say no to you In that moment, the Lord of Dreams felt a stirring within him, a flicker of something he rarely experienced. It was as if the song had pierced through the walls he had built around his heart, reaching a part of him that had long been dormant.

Found me just a taste of heaven, every day was bliss How can flesh and bone collide and make me feel like this? A bittersweet smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he contemplated the significance of your gesture. He could feel the weight of hope your heart was holding that he, The Lord of dreams, perhaps could love you back...

You could deny this world and I'd agree Now you're out there keeping all your love from me

The song echoed through the Dreaming, resonating with the dreams of countless souls who sought solace in his realm.He knew you loved him truly. His Little Dreamer... Morpheus found himself drawn to you, his footsteps carrying him towards the waking world. He materialized beside you, his presence both comforting and enigmatic.

Need a little love, I won't say no Need a little love, I won't say no... You looked up, surprised to see him here. You didn't realize your song could have reached the Dreaming. Your hand stopped moving. Your eyes filled with nervous anticipation. The words you had struggled to say were now written on your face, waiting to be acknowledged. "Morpheus..." you whispered, you voice barely audible. He reached out, his hand gently cupping your cheek. In that touch, you could feel the depth of his emotions, the complexities of his being and the heartbreaking answer to the longing of your heart. "You have found a way to speak to me," he said proud of you, his voice a low murmur. "In the language of dreams and music. It is a gift." A tear escaped you eye, mingling with a smile. You had hoped for understanding, hoped for connection. "I love you," you confessed, your voice steady and resolute. Hope never dies. Morpheus leaned in, his lips brushing against your forehead, a gesture both tender and comforting. "And I, in my own way, cherish you," he replied, his voice almost apologetic.

You closed your eyes, letting this shared moment to sink into the softness of the night. When your eyes fluttered open, Morpheus wasn't there. Your fingers slightly trembled before they brushed the guitar strings again.

Soar on a trip to the stars Never thought I'd slip out of your atmosphere

Your shaky voice, heavy with feelings filled the room and the song continued to play.

Now it's clear if you reappear I'd pray softly and then maybe You could break this spell

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My box is open for any requests. 😺 I want to write more about Morpheus, but other characters are also welcome. The list of people I will write about as below:

The Sandman series

Morpheus

Corinthian

Hob Gadling

Joker

Arthur Fleck

Angel the series

Angel

Spike

Wesley

Lorne

Fred

Lindsey

Stranger things

001/Vecna

*me writing at 3am because I've got the best idea ever instead of sleeping*

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"Missed you dearly"

A/N: I love, and I can't stress that enough, looove fluffy fluff fanfics about Reader and their S/O falling asleep together. There's something extremely soothing and lovely about it.

Summary: Morpheus finally visits Reader in the waking world and she falls asleep in his arms. (Did they have sex right before that? Duh. Do you want me to write a smut about it? Cause I will anyway 😺)

It was a quiet and peaceful night. A rare treasure in L.A. controlled by demons and vampires. You lay nestled against Morpheus, your head resting on his chest. The rhythmic rise and fall of his chest was a soothing lullaby that matched with the dimmed light in your bedroom. His fingers traced delicate paths through your hair, a soft and tender touch that elicited a contented sigh from your lips.

It felt different to experience him in the waking world. His body was more real, more solid, his presence more evident. The sensation was also more to what you were used to. You could hear him breathing for example. Something he didn't do in the Dreaming.

You had spent most of the evening like that, just relaxing in each other's arms. It wasn't planned that you two should be meeting tonight. It was rather a nice surprise from Morpheus to visit you in the waking world.

When he appeared in your bedroom asking if you were free tonight, you nodded smiling. Luckily Angel gave everyone a free night after the last difficult and tiresome mission, so no one would bother you till the next day.

As the night wrapped around you like a protective cloak, Morpheus spoke in a voice that resonated like a whisper of starlight. "I find myself pleased with the choice to venture into your realm of wakefulness, my beloved. Perhaps I should repeat such visits with greater frequency."

You tilted your head slightly, your eyes meeting his in the dim light. A small smile played upon your lips.

"Perhaps?" Your finger brushed gently a circle around his nipple as you raised your brow.

"Not perhaps" he corrected himself "Certainly."

You placed a featherlight kiss on his chest before you rested your head again. "I'm glad you've decided to visit me too, Morpheus. It was a very pleasant surprise. But what made you want to change your mind? I thought you didn't want to come here."

To L.A., to the city of monsters, to Hyperion hotel, to my bedroom... You thought.

His fingers continued their soothing dance through her hair as he spoke, his words gentle and sincere. "

"I didn't avoid visiting you in the waking world due to lack of desire, my little Dreamer. It's just that determining the appropriate timing posed a challenge..." He pursed his lips. "However, I concede that continuously turning down your invitations would not only be impolite but also show a lack of respect."

Morpheus paused for a moment to place a kiss on the top of your head.

"That being said... I've also missed you dearly, love and I could not wait to see you again."

Your heart fluttered at his words, a sensation akin to the softest of his caresses. So there was one good thing that came from you being too busy to visit the Dreaming due to the last mission.

"I've missed you too and now that you're here with me I sort of don't want to fall asleep now."

As the night wore on, you felt the gentle pull of slumber tugging at ypur consciousness. Morpheus continued to hold you close, his fingers tracing soothing patterns on your back. With each tender touch, your eyelids grew heavier.

And then, just as you began to drift into the realm of dreams, Morpheus leaned down, his lips brushing against you forehead. "Remember, my love, that even when the world around you fades, I am with you. I meet you in the Dreaming, where our hearts are forever entwined."

You were held into the warmth of his embrace just a little bit longer until you fell deeply asleep only to find yourself in the Dreaming with Morpheus already by your side.

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"Elegant and subtle"

A/N: it's short headcanons. Sorry about the joke below. It's just hard not to think about his growing, overwhelming, delicious D- devotion... ok, I'll stop now.

Summary: Ways of how Morpheus approaches you, his romantic interests, to show you his growing dick, sorry affection.

Nothing too obvious, my dear, he won't say he has feelings for you, nah-ah. Not at the beginning at least. Not until he's sure, you'll reciprocate his affection.

Considering his enigmatic character, he may approach the situation with a sense of subtlety and elegance,cause those are the ways thatt befit the Lord of Dreams.

Since he has difficulty with expressing emotions directly, he may use dream symbolism or metaphorical language to convey his feelings.

For example, he can send you cryptic dreams that mirror your shared experiences or create dreamscapes that resonate with you on a deeper level. Through these dreams, he can subtly reveal his admiration and fascination with you.

You will wonder however... Did he spy on your dreams to know your desires and likes so he could create the perfect dreamscapes for you? I won't say yes, but... He won't tell.

You will find small well thoughtful gifts around your flat, something you only briefly mentioned you'd like to have.

If you don't know how to flirt, it's ok, it doesn't matter. Your blushing cheeks and soft smile in his presence are enough for him to know you welcome his romantic gestures.

If you are aware of your own issues and awkwardness when it comes to romance, then so is Morpheus. He's attentive and observant. But don't worry. His approach is gonna be patient and understanding. He will demonstrate that he respects your boundaries and independence and that he values you as an equal, showing empathy for your struggles (with a more practical way of course).

Is there a specific nightmare or a memory that haunts you often? Poof! It's gone.

Do you need his help with anything? Poof! It's done.

Morpheus will also listen attentively to your thoughts and feelings, allowing you to open up at your own pace without pressuring you. His nonjudgmental nature and willingness to accept you as you are can foster a sense of trust and comfort, making you feel less out of hhis league.

the ethereal and mystical nature of Morpheus' realm can allow for unique and romantic experiences. It's inevitable that he will invite you to explore the Dreaming with him, to share the beauty and wonder of his domain, forging a deeper connection through you mutual fascination with the dream world.

Even though it's all subtle, it is hard to miss all those romantic signs and gestures.

And even if you,for some reason, still don't see them or refuse to see them, Morpheus will find a more subtle way, though still elegant and romantic, to show you his interest and how serious he is about you.

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May I get Arthur x Reader. Reader has heat exhaustion and Arthur cools them of after they pass out. I'm hot afff now lmaooo

A/N: thank you for your request. This has been in my drafts for ages, oh dear lord. 😅 I remember I thought I published it, but I didnt. I'm sorry.

Words count:416

The scorching sun beat down relentlessly on the city as the heatwave engulfed Gotham. You and Arthur decided to take a stroll in the park, hoping for some respite from the oppressive heat. But the unforgiving weather took its toll on you, and you soon found yourself feelin dizzy and weak from heat exhaustion.

"Arthur?" You whispered in a weak voice alarming him.

Concerned, Arthur looked at you. He saw you were about to pass out and quickly led you to a shaded bench under a large tree. You sat down and he cupped your face in his hands, worry etched across his face. "Are you okay?" he asked, his voice laced with concern.

You looked at him, into his green eyes, and tried to nod but your head was spinning too much. "I-I think I just need some water," you managed to whisper before everything went black, and you passed out in Arthur's arms.

Panicking, Arthur quickly sprang into action.

"Oh no, oh no." He murmured to himself.

He gently cradled you on the bench and rushed to find a water fountain, tripping over his feet. When he returned, he gently splashed water on your face, hoping to revive you.

"Come on, please wake up," he urged softly, his heart pounding with worry. "I'm here, and I won't leave your side."

He covered his mouth to suppress his laughing fit, hoping it won't hit him right now.

Slowly, you began to stir, your eyes fluttering open. Arthur's relief was palpable, his panic slowly ceasing as he continued to cool you down with water, gently brushing your forehead with his wet sleeve.

"You scared me," he confessed, his soft voice wavering slightly, his brows slightly knitted. "I don't know what I'd do if something happened to you."

You managed a weak smile, touched by Arthur's concern. His face was all you could see as it was only inches away from yours, "Thank you for taking care of me," you murmured, your voice still shaky.

Arthur smiled back, his eyes filled with genuine affection. "Always, I'll always take care of you," he vowed, pressing a gentle kiss on your forehead.

As the sun gradually set, the heat began to subside, and the cool breeze provided much-needed relief. your strength returned, thanks to Arthur's loving support, and you two walked home together, hand in hand, knowing you had someone to lean on in both the scorching heat and the darkest moments of life. You were utterly thankful for that.

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The Sandman // Angel the series spin-off

This is bunch of love/drama/funny/silly stories with a future spin-off of Angel the series (anyone still a fan of this series or am I the only one still alive here? xd) about a girl who gained supernatural abilities and cosmic-like powers after her near-death experience. Even though she's O/C, I still refer to her as Reader. Stories will be putting here in the right order, but I think most of them can be read as a one-stand story.

(if it sounds confusing, that's ok, I don't know how to put it together for now yet. ^^ I have this established story about her in my head that started with Angel series and went to the Sandman, but it's a big tale to tell, so I need to fragment it to smaller tales.)

Cupcake in which you accidentally call Morpheus Cupcake.

What about love? in which two idiots confessing their feelings to each other with a little help of their friends. Or do they?

A forehead kiss melts away any frozen hearts in which Morpheus finds out what effect a simple forehead kiss has on Reader. And they kind of admit to their feelings.

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"What about love?"

A/N: ok, this is what I've been working on lately. There may be part two, I have the whole story in my head, but I'm not sure yet how to write it down. Let me know if you want a continuation. I appreciate every comment and suggestion.

Summary: Both, Morpheus and Reader fear rejection and they worry that what they feel to each other could change the dynamic of their friendship. Morpheus is quite guarded when it comes to falling in love and Reader is afraid that by allowing her feelings to grow and acting on them may somehow destroy what she already has with Morpheus. They need help from someone like Matthew to realize how foolish they both are and how they should finally go for it and be together. In essence, idiots in love. xd

"I will not elaborate on that." You shook your head refusing to talk about your feelings for Morpheus. "We're friends that's all."

"Friends?" Matthew ruffled up his feathers in disbelief. "What friends have eyes on each other like that?"

"Like what?" You raised your brow and looked up at Matthew. He was hopping on a lower tree branch on your right side like he was unable to stand still, due to how impatient he felt...

"Like you are looking at the most delicious cake you've been longing to eat after a long time of starvation, but for some unspecific reason you won't."

You chuckled. "So you're saying there's a sexual tension between us?"

"Yes! But not only that..." He raised his wings slightly annoyed by how foolish you and Morpheus acted, not willing to admit to your feelings towards each other. "There are feelings there. Deep ones." His voice softened a bit. "All those romantic dates you've had, all those soft gazing at each other, sweet whispers, nervous flirting..."

You sighed as you adjusted your position, leaning back against the tree. You pulled your knees closer to your chest, thinking about what Matthew had already said, thinking about your joyful times spent with Dream lord.

"... It's all there in everything you do when you're two together." He flew down and landed on grass next to you. "Love." He added as if it wasn't obvious already.

Love. You let that sink in.

A very strong, very overwhelming, very perilous feeling.

You closed your eyes for a moment, Morpheus face and his starry eyes gazing at you appeared in your mind like a picture framed.

But love is also a very beautiful, very pleasing and absolutely treasured thing worth feeling.

Matthew was right. There was a potential for love between you and Dream lord. And if you were being honest with yourself, if you could only let go of your fear of rejection and insecurities, maybe you were able to embrace what your heart was holding for Morpheus.

You opened your eyes and looked at the raven. Matthew was observing you, knowing that his pep talk finally managed to make you consider taking some action. There was still some work to do, especially on Morpheus behalf, but seed had been already planted.

"I have to admit..." You said. "Your gentle nudging seems to be working." Your lips curled up into a soft smile. "I have some feelings for Morpheus, but..."

"Oh, there's always a but." Matthew sighed to himself.

"... I don't know if this is a good idea to let him know, I'm not sure if Morpheus is... ready to take our relationship to a deeper level."

You pondered as you leaned your head back, not realising that Matthew had already spread his wings to fly away. When you looked at him he was at a far distance, and before you could stop him, he came off the ground.

"Matthew!" You called after him. "You're not going to-"

"Worry not, Y/N! Morpheus won't find out about our talk! I'm just gonna encourage him in a subtle way to acknowledge his feelings and to talk to you about them!" Matthew made an exciting rattle sound and flew away to the palace to play Cupid.

Oh no you thought. Matthew and his subtle way to make things happen.

Matthew perched on a nearby bookshelf, looking thoughtfully at Morpheus as he stood by the window, gazing into the night sky. The raven knew he had to tread carefully, for Morpheus was not one to easily share his emotions.

"Speak freely Matthew. What's on your mind?"

"Ah, you know..." Matthew began, pretending to be nonchalant, "I couldn't help but notice how Dreaming has been beaming lately with glee, warmth, fresh spring hair... Love..."

Morpheus raised an eyebrow, not giving away anything.

"And I think it has something to do with Y/N being here..." Matthew continued. "She seems to enjoy spending time with you, seeking your company more often. And I dare to say, you seek for her companion too."

Morpheus shifted slightly. "Her presence has a quite delightful impact on my realm, yes." He stated, trying to remain composed. He didn't know where Matthew was going with it, but definitely something mattered.

"And it's more than that, sir." Matthew paused, implying that you had a strong impact on Lord of dreams himself.

Matthew considered his next words. "But I also notice... Well, actually it's not only me who has noticed that, that you both, ah... are unaware of each other's feelings."

Morpheus turned his head to him and Matthew shifted slightly under the intense gaze of Dream lord.

"As much as I usually welcome your insights and wise counsel, it is not your position to interfere with what me and lady Y/N have." Morpheus said in a soft but firm voice, politely reprimanding his raven.

"I know, forgive me my boldness, sir." Matthew lowered his head in a respectful way.

There was a long pause between them as Morpheus turned his head back to the window pondering on something. He remembered that he and Matthew had already had a similar conversation like this a few weeks ago. It started all with Matthew sharing tales of past loves and the consequences of hesitating, of not considering what two lovers might regret if they continued to hold back.

It's then when Matthew had said:

"Lady Y/N is rather fond of you, and she has a heart of gold, she does."

Morpheus had glanced at Matthew, his expression softening ever so slightly. "She is a remarkable woman," he'd admitted.

"Indeed, she is," Matthew had agreed. "And I think she deserves to know how you truly feel about her."

The Dream Lord had averted his gaze, but Matthew could tell he was considering the raven's words. "I do not wish to burden her with my emotions," Morpheus said quietly.

"Ah, but emotions are not burdens, my lord," Matthew had said wisely. "They are the very essence of life. And Y/N is no stranger to the complexities of feelings. You may find that she's quite perceptive when it comes to matters of the heart."

And that was how the conversation had ended as Morpheus didn't respond and just took his leave saying something about important work to do in the Dreaming.

Having this memory in mind, Morpheus sighed, his defenses weakening. "Perhaps you are right, Matthew" he admitted with a soft distance voice. "But I..."

Matthew hopped closer, a comforting presence. He was listening closely, though he didn't like another but that he heard today. When his lord hesitated to finish his sentence, Matthew decided to respond because he already knew what this but was about.

"Y/N cares for you deeply, and I believe she would welcome your affections."

Morpheus was about to respond when Matthew's beak slipped, and he couldn't stop the next words that spilled out. "She cares for you more than you know, my lord. In fact, she's quite smitten with you."

Morpheus froze, a mixture of surprise and curiosity crossing his features. "Smitten, you say?" he inquired, unable to hide his interest.

"Oh, yes!" Matthew said, trying to recover from his little slip-up. "It's evident in the way she looks at you, the way she lights up when you're near. It's quite enchanting to see."

A small smile tugged at the corners of Morpheus's lips. "Enchanting, you say?"

Matthew nodded, now unable to conceal his excitement. "Absolutely, my lord! She adores you, and I dare say she wouldn't mind knowing how you feel about her."

Morpheus took a moment to process the revelation, his mind racing with possibilities. "Perhaps... I should tell her," he murmured.

Matthew couldn't contain his joy and relief. "I think that would be a marvelous idea, my lord!" he exclaimed. "Love is a rare and beautiful gift. Don't let it slip away."

The Dream Lord gave a slight nod, his heart warming to the idea. "Thank you, Matthew," he said sincerely. "Your counsel has been invaluable."

Matthew beamed with pride. "You're welcome, my lord."

And with newfound determination, Morpheus left the room, leaving Matthew to bask in his success. The raven knew he had played a small part in bringing the two souls together, and he couldn't be happier for them.

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"A forehead kiss melts away any frozen hearts"

A/N: it's a short fluff. Kinda silly. Totally not self-indulgent. xd I'm working on something longer, but because Ive had this very long break from writing, I need to warm up first, with short stories. You can send me ideas if you want, I'd appreciate that.😺

Summary: Morpheus finds out what effect a simple forehead kiss has on Reader.

It was a quiet evening in the Dreaming, and Morpheus found himself standing beside you in the tranquil garden. The moon hung low in the sky, casting a soft glow over the blossoming flowers and tall trees - a scene specially crafted for your eyes. As you both conversed about the night's affairs, Morpheus noticed a subtle tension in your shoulders. He had seen this before, a sign that you were trying to maintain your aloof exterior.

"I see you have mastered the art of the enigmatic Snow queen persona," Morpheus remarked, a hint of amusement in his voice.

You grinned playfully. "You noticed, huh? Well, it keeps strangers at bay."

"And what about friends?" Morpheus asked, his gaze gentle yet inquisitive.

Your smile faltered slightly, and you looked away. Morpheus never hesitated to ask you thought-provoking questions. You liked that, though sometimes it was hard to answer them.

You bit your lower lip. "I... I suppose it's a hard habit to break."

Silence settled between you, and Morpheus found himself studying your features. He saw the guarded look in your eyes and the faint trace of vulnerability you tried to hide. In that moment, he felt a strong desire to reassure you, to let you know that you were cherished just as you were.

Without overthinking it, Morpheus reached out and gently brushed stray hairs from your forehead. Before you had a chance to ask him what he was doing, he gave you a soft, lingering kiss a little above and just between your brows. He hoped to convey his care and affection with this simple gesture.

Your breath caught in your throat as you looked up at him, your eyes widening in surprise. For a moment, your walls seemed to crumble, and you allowed yourself to bask in the warmth of his touch.

"W-what was it?" You stammered in a soft voice, your cheeks flushing slightly.

"My affection for you." He answered sincerely, and you found yourself unable to look away from him.

In that moment, you realized how much you yearned for this kind of tenderness, how much you longed to feel loved and appreciated by him.

"I... " your voice barely above a whisper. "Thank you."

Morpheus nodded, his gaze unwavering. "There's no need to thank me. It was my way to show you that..." He paused, a hint of nervousness in his voice quickly disappeared. "I appreciate your presence in the Dreaming. Your heart is kind, and your spirit is brave. I admire you, Y/N."

The words washed over your, and you felt a swell of emotions in you chest. You didn't know how to respond, so you simply smile and leaned into Morpheus.

He wrapped his arms around you, pulling ypu close in a gentle embrace. You felt a sense of peace and contentment wash over you, as if you had finally found a place where you could be yourself, without any pretenses.

"I admire you too, Dream lord."

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"Cupcake"

A/N: I decided I'm not back at writing, I'm just going to write sometimes. It puts less pressure on me, therefore it's easier for me to sit and write. If that makes sense. xd it's my first try with The Sandman series and this is a comedy scene my brain has imagined.

Summary: Reader and Morpheus are together, but it's the beginning of their relationship. She accidentally calls him pet name for the first time ever and it gets very awkward very quickly.

You were sitting in a library surrounded by old tomes and ancient text. Focused on a book in front of you, you were trying to figure out what it said. A pen was shifted between your fingers before it hit a paper and you wrote down the first line of a spell in your notebook. It was important not to make a mistake in translation. One word wrong and you could accidentally turn someone into a frog... or worse.

Luckily for you Morpheus was there beside you willing to help you decipher the archaic language that had been used in that book. One line after another the spell was getting more and more clearer. You smirked to yourself as you were writing down another line. You almost had it all, including most of the ingredients.

The pen parted from the paper as you looked at the book. Morpheus leaned closer to you to show you that one letter was changing meaning of the whole sentence. His long finger tapped softly on the text in front of you. You had no doubt that without Morpheus' help, you would have spent all night here getting frustrated and tired.

"... combines with this word, changing its meaning"

You nodded.

"No wonder ancient spells are that tricky, the language is very complex. Nowadays spells are simple - you just need to find words that rhyme." You joked as you glanced at Morpheus.

"I'm quite sure it's more than just that." He replied with a serious tone.

"I was joking..." you said as you smiled playfully. "Of course it's more than a good rhyme that makes a spell."

Morpheus didn't always get your sense of humour, but you didn't mind explaining to him your jokes or telling him when you were being sarcastic. It would take time before he sensed your joking manner and before you got his more subtle sense of humour. After all you were still getting to know each other.

As you were writing down the last things on the list of ingredients, you started to wonder what would you do with all the time you saved because of Morpheus help. Perhaps you could take him to go for a stroll in the Dreaming garden and lay down under a tree or you could go visit the amphitheatre or stay in the library and talk for hours... There were endless possibilities and it was never boring with your lover by your side. You knew that whatever you'd decide to do tonight didn't matter as long as it was you and Morpheus.

Lost in your thoughts, you didn't realize that Morpheus noticed that your mind had wandered somewhere else.

"Perhaps you shall pay more attention to your notes Y/N..." His dreamy voice caught your attention. "...you wouldn't want to unintentionally create a wrong spell."

"No, I would definy not, Cupcake..." You replied half absent-minded as you tried to focus on your notes to quickly finish the translation.

The thing was... Thinking about your date with Morpheus had distracted you already and it was hard not to let your mind wander where tonight's events could lead you. Even though his voice drew your attention, your mind was half here, half somewhere... else, and it took a second or two before you realized what had just left your mouth.

"Cupcake?" Morpheus arched an eyebrow, clearly taken aback by the unexpected nickname.

Awkward silence filled the room. Your eyes widened, and you immediately regretted the slip of your tongue.

Oh god you thought. Did I just call Lord Morpheus a Cupcake?! The powerful lord of dreams and nightmares, neon years old a... cupcake? And he heard that?!

You didn't know what to say, you definitely weren't that close to use pet names, and considering his reserved and dignified demeanor, you wondered if he felt offended.

"What?" That's all your mouth managed to say as you turned your head to look at him.

"I believe you called me a dessert." He maintained his composure, but a hint of amusement appeared behind his voice.

"Uh, I... I didn't mean... I just... it just slipped out. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... call you that." You stammered embarrassed as your eyes fixed on the book.

"I see..." He listened as you fumbled to explain yourself. A mixture of surprise and amusement swirled like the ethereal mist of dreams in his mind. His expression softened ever so slightly, the corners of his lips hinting at a rare trace of amusement.

"Yeah, it's just a pet name..." You tried to recover. "A playful one."

You couldn't look him in the eye, feeling embarrassed by your unintentional slip-up. It was awkward.

"I understand, it's merely a... surprising choice of endearment." He replied.

You blushed. You cleared your throat, trying to steer the conversation back on track.

"So... About the ingredients..."

"Indeed." He agreed. "Let us focus on the matter at hand..."

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Kissing session.

A/N: I wanted to write something short, a drabble, cause I haven't written for some time. I had a scene in my head and it went that way. An unexpected love confession from Henry. It's a fluff, not a smut.

Warnings: a little cock squeezing xd but through pants only

Your neck hurt a little from all those angles your head had been turned and your lips were swollen from kissing for so long, but hey... Those weren't any reasons to complain! After all you couldn't imagine a better way to spend your time with Henry.

It didn't happen often, though it was happening more often. His new found activity gave him surprisingly big amount of endorphins and he couldn't help but wanting more and more. You didn't mind, for it was indeed very addictive.

You knew each other for some time. He once helped you escape the Lab, and you helped him find himself in a new life. As time had passed you became friends. And only recently you found out the chemistry between you.

You didn't consider you two being a couple, it was something undefined. And if you were being honest, you liked it that way.

You heard a phone ringing in another room, but neither of you reacted. His tongue was dancing with yours in, what it seems to be, an endless dance. Your hands pulled him closer, so his body weighted on yours. You both were fully clothed even though your kissing session was lasting for some time. There was this comfortable understanding that it didn't always have to lead to sex. Henry didn't push it any further, he never did, unless you gave him a clear signal that you wanted more.

The phone rang again.

Unwillingly you broke the kiss. You needed some air. Henry looked down at you with his beautiful blue eyes. His face was so close to yours, it was difficult not wanting to capture his lips again.

"What is it?"

His voice was like music to your ears.

"Nothing, I just need to breath from time to time "

"Good, cause I thought for a moment, that you wanted to leave me to pick up the phone."

"What phone?" You teased him as your fingers followed the lines of his jaw. "Im not gonna leave you till I'm through with you."

You reached your hand down to his hard cock and squeeze it lightly.

"Then I will answer the phone."

Henry shifted slightly. He wouldn't say it out loud, but you were driving him crazy doing things like that.

He also wouldn't say it out loud, but he had a... Hard time to give up control. So every time you were trying to take the initiative, he stopped you.

When you squeeze it again, his hand gently grabbed yours and held it still. The phone started to ring again and this time you glanced at the door thinking who could it be. Henry must had thought the same.

"Telemarketers don't call so repeatedly." He said.

You looked at his lips, as irritating as those phonecalls could be, it wasn't going to stop you from kissing Henry again.

"You don't know how persistent they can be sometimes."

You thought that Henry would ignore this ringing and come back to kissing your neck, but he didn't move. His swollen lips tightened into a thin line and his eyes got a colder look.

"You didn't give this phone number to anyone, right? You know how reckless it could be."

You were probably too bothered and wet to recognize the hidden meaning behind his words, otherwise you wouldn't respond like this:

"And what if I did? Maybe someone on the street asked for my number and I gave him this?"

You were obviously joking, your lips turned into a smile and a small chuckle left them. With this joke you wanted to check if you could turn him on a little. Get on his possessive side if he had one.

Henry however didn't get that sense of humour. His brows slightly knitted.

"I was joking, Henry... I have no idea who was calling."

He didn't respond at that and from the look on his face you seriously started to consider to apologize to him. Maybe it wasn't the best joke you ever made.

Henry sighed as he brought your hand up and rested it on your chest. Then he lifted himself up to sit.

"I'm serious about this." He said. His face was turned to you, but he didn't look at you.

"I'm sorry, darling, i would never put us on risk. I swear i didn't give my num-"

"It's not... I don't mean the-" His eyes landed on you. If you didn't know Henry, you would think that there's a fear behind them. "I'm serious about what we have, Y/N. It's something special and I don't want it to go to waste, because you didn't notice."

You slowly lifted yourself up on your elbows. Was he trying to tell you he had feelings for you?

He wasn't prepared for this conversation, but he knew you wanted him to continue and he had to make it clear.

"I've never understood the concept of... Love and relationships, but there is something in me..." He paused to take a breath to collect himself. "Something in me I think still able to feel it. And I have to know if you take it seriously too, because you're the one who's caused it."

There was a long pause while you let it all sink in. Silence filled the room and even the stupid phone stopped ringing. When you figured out what to say you sat up next to him and took his hand in yours.

"Henry... I would never, ever play with your heart. You know you have mine. And it'll always be yours."

Henry's face softened and he smiled. He knew you meant it. And it was all he needed to know.

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Arthur Fleck Flirting Headcanons

Word Count: 576

Status: Requested!

Ask: I just found your blog 👋🏼 hello there! I’d like to request flirting headcanons for joker/Arthur Fleck! How does he woo his crush haha Thanks Mun!

@: a cute little anon!

Fandom: Joker 2019

Relationship: Arthur Fleck x Reader

Warnings: slight mention of his disorder, all the rest shouldn’t be triggering

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