#dream x hob x the corinthian

[nikolailantsovhoe]

The Corinthian: You fucked that human again?

Morpheus: Little nightmare, please not now.

The Corinthian: AND YOU DIDN'T INVITE ME?

Hob Gadling: I have a name!

[densewentz]

Cutie Mark

Day 24 was MLP which tbh I just shoved into a blender with some inspiration from @amielot's Centaur AU and my own Dreamling Kidfic AU to make this abomination! I've decided the Corinthian is an outcast teenage satyr who doesn't know how to ask for affection from Hob and Dream so he torments them instead. Kian thinks he's big brother Shaped.

[alexxuun]

Endless chemistries…yet…

[akitalockwood]

Happy new year to everyone! Hope that 2023 will be kind to ya TvT

[mwagneto]

the sandman (2022)

[fadedkat]

you know what? (scrapbooks your sandman)

[sandyman-on-a-pirateship]

sandman characters + reductress headlines:

(please excuse the shitty quality i made this on like 2 hours sleep)

[phantomstatistician]

Fandom: The Sandman (comics vs TV show)

Sample Size: 1,301 (comics); 4,048 (TV show)

Source: AO3

NOTE: Do not compare colors between charts

[killocal]

Meowpheus

[orangechickenpillow]

The biggest (pleasant) surprises for me, having read the comics before watching the series:

Wet cat Morpheus

Hob and Dream hard-core flirting and literally eye-fucking each other from across the table????? And every single meeting too???

The Corinthian taking Jed out for ice cream and then getting him room service and chicken nuggets instead of just,,, stuffing him in his trunk

Literally everything Lucienne and Gault have got going on

[nikolailantsovhoe]

The Corinthian *flopping into Hob’s lap*: Tell me I’m pretty.

Morpheus *lovingly from the other side of the couch*: You’re pretty fucking annoying, that’s what you are.

[regaliasonata]

Corinthian: Well if it isn't the boss's little boyfriend.

Hob: Oh, hi Corinthian. Dream doesn't really talk about you much, how are you.

Corinthian: Nothing really just strolling around, so you've been dating him for a while?

Hob: Yup!

Corinthian: Is he a screamer?

Hob: *blushes* Well uh..

Dream: I brought you into this world and I can take you out of it...

Corinthian: It was worth it.

[fowjiyo]

Characters Sandman as text posts

[sarcasticamaleont]

I see yours "The Corinthian try to fuck/hurt Hob to get a reaction out of Dream" prompt and I raise back to you "The Corinthian had absolutely no clue that the handsome man he hooked up with that time in the 60s was Dream's human. So when they see each other in the dreaming after all the vortex stuff (The Corinthian has been recreated or just got away with it) it's just the spiderman meme."

Once clarifications are made The Corinthian is absolutely delighted by this information and laughs about it for at least ten minutes.

He managed to bed the crush of his creator before him, twice, and said crush has nice memories of him. (They were both trying to blow off some steam and the man clearly knew what he was doing so who could blame him for wanting a round two?)

Dream of course has absolutely no strong opinion about this Lucienne and no Matthew he is not seething with jealousy at all, that would be unbecoming of him.

[windsweptinred]

January 5th, Headcanuary prompt: Pet (Dreamling and Corinthiel)

The New Inn always seemed to be a beacon for the local feline population. It was begrudgingly accepted by the regulars, that their after work pint or weekend tipple would always be shared with one of London's many resident moggies.

Until recently, the pubs offical cat had been a large, jet black creature by the name of Murphy. Standoffish and haughty, but a beautiful animal. Often seen trailing after Robbie, the pub landlord. Or occasionally conceding to let visiting children pet his long furr, or tug at his ears and tail with regal exasperation.

Sadly, in the summer just passed Murphy had seemingly vanished. In his place however came the landlords new husband, Morpheus. A striking man, just as dark and unsocial as Murphy, but as similarly kind in his own way. And oh, it couldn't be missed how much Robbie glowed in his presence. How his smile lit his eyes, how he laughed freer and louder and how their beloved inkeep looked for all the world like a man so contented, he desired for nothing. As such, the loss of Murphy in exchange for Morpheus was eventually accepted as a worthy one.

It was in the following September that a new cat graced the doorway of the New Inn. A young little critter, barely passed its kitten years, with an immaculate white coat and vibrant green eyes. Friendly and curious, it would greet each patron in turn, accepting pats and all manner of affectionate nicknames from Snowy to Casper. Untill the daughter of the pubs chef declared him Dandelion, or Danny for short and it had stuck.

Unlike his predecessor, Danny would sit amongst the pub patrons, listening to their chatter with an enraptured expression. Or play with the younger visitors, bounding after them with an identical, youthful glee. But most often he'd be seen chasing the heels of the Morpheus, weaving between his black clad ankles and pawing his thighs for constant attention and affection. They made mismatched pair, Danny's bright, white furr against Morpheus's all black attire. But they never seemed happier then when they were together. Danny curled about Morpheus's shoulders, batting playfully at his wild locks as the other watched on indulgently.

As the Christmas season arrived, so too did what was generally assumed to be Danny's owner. An undeniably handsome blond with a natural charisma, that immediately endeared him to customers and bar staff alike. His strange obbsession with sunglasses in the depths of British winter notwithstanding. It was accepted that this must indeed by Danny's owner, for whenever this rakish fellow graced the inn with his presence, neither cat nor man could be torn asunder. Together they'd haul themselves up in this corner or that. Danny curled blissfully in the blondes lap, or held possessively against his chest. The man, seemingly euphoric with the undeivded attention and decidedly foreboding if anoyone dared come between them. Much to the evident amusement of Robbie and the chagrin Morpheus.

Unlike so many of its counterparts, the New Inn stayed closed over the New Year. But if any of its customers had chanced a peek through its windows at the strike of midnight, they'd have seen the hearth lit and a table close by, original designed for two and a little too small for four, occupied by two couples. To one side Robbie and Morpheus, cheeks ruddy with with wine and leaning into each other with a loving ease. And on the other, that same tall, blond accompanied by an angelic looking young man, pale haired and bright eyed. Clasping at each other with all the adoration of new love. Four glasses raised in a toast to happy endings and new beginnings.

[thethreeeyed-raven]

Don't have the emoji for smut but I had a request that involves it: Reader isn't as experienced with sex as Morpheus is and is nervous about taking their relationship to that level; he assures them that they will get better at sexual things as they gain more experience and that he doesn't mind teaching them.

experience

the kingdom of dreams | warnings : insecurity, talk of sex, mention of past bad experiences, mention of past partners | a/n : hopefully you enjoy reading this, tysm for requesting☺️💗 | tags : @knight-of-flowerss , @lost-in-fiction-like-ur-mom | dream of the endless playlist

You and Morpheus had been seeing each other for a couple of months now. Your relationship was quite strange.

Usually people this far into a relationship would have done something even a little sexual by now, but Morpheus hadn't even seen you naked.

The only thing he had seen remotely revealing was your ankle (he won't admit it gave him a bit of a rush you know where).

Morpheus had begun to notice that every time he brought up the idea of sex you would completely ignore it and change the subject. Or when he would try and seduce you, you would always shy away from his touch.

Quite frankly, it hurt his pride.

Did you find him revolting?

Currently, you and Morpheus lay on his bed cuddling. None of you were saying anything, just basking in each other's presence.

His brain had been gathering thoughts and inventing new insecurities all day, it was making his head hurt.

"My love."

Morpheus' voice was quiet and soft.

"Hmm?" You replied, your eyes still shut, taking in his scent.

"Do you-" Morpheus hesitated before carrying on. "Do you not want me?"

Your body shot up and you looked down at him in shock. "What on earth makes you say that?"

"You never want me to touch you, or even look at your bare body."

The sadness in his eyes caused a terrible ache in your heart.

"Do you not love me?"

Taking his face gently in your hands, you pressed a subtle kiss on his velvety lips. "Dream, I love you more than words could ever describe. I guess my bad experiences in the past have caused me to shy away from doing anything sexual."

"Bad experiences?" Had someone hurt you?

"No one has ever really satisfied me before, everyone I've been with was only ever concerned about getting a good fuck, so I don't really know much about sex besides the basics." You shifted your gaze from him, embarrassed.

"Darling," Morpheus rose himself gracefully. "I have had many partners in the past, I do know a thing or two." A smirk painted his face before it turned into a soft smile. "I know that I'm not great at communication, but know all you have to do is ask."

Dream leaned in and pressed a fleeting kiss to your neck.

"Thank you, my dream."