TREEHOUSE CHAPTER 32 PREVIEW AGAIN??? (Aka my ex roommate did not kill me! Yay! I’m alive and safe!)
You feel something rustle your hair. Morpheus has moved closer, his fingers mere inches from your face. “Query away, Basileia. I am at your disposal.” His hands twitch as if it’s almost painful for Dream to restrain himself from touching you.
That odd word rolls off of his tongue like an ancient prayer, soft and musical. It’s like a word you’d find chiseled in the ruins of a temple, part of a poem to honor a long-gone goddess.
“What does ‘Basileia’ mean?” You ask.
“You came all this way to ask me that?”
He can be such a little shit sometimes. “Obviously not, I’m just getting warmed up. Naturally.”
“Naturally,” Dream agrees in a manner that indicates he’s humoring you. “In the expressive native tongue of the poet Homer, ‘Basileia’ means ‘great queen’.”
You’re like a moth caught in the hot, unrelenting light of his undisguised, unrepentant tenderness. You couldn’t fly away even if you wanted to.
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“We did not turn from His light, He never looked at us.”
I was thinking about Sandman again, so I doodled Lucifer. They’re the LOML for real
Do not trace/repost my art
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Morpheus: In light of what you did for me, you can hug me for four to five seconds.
Y/N: FORTY FIVE SECONDS?!?
Morpheus: No! Four to five seconds!
Y/N: Too late!!!
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Desire loved dressing up for you. Whenever you were sad, tired, or in pain and they could do nothing more to help, they would smile slyly and ask if you were up for a fashion show.
Desire would put on the sexiest clothing, but also anything they thought you would find funny, just hoping to put a smile on your face.
Your favorite by far was after three separate pairs of lingerie, they came out in an inflatable cow suit. The sadness in your heart almost immediately forgotten and they tried to walk sexily towards you, the suit swishing in an obnoxious way the whole time.
“What is it my darling?” They would ask, doing their best to keep from laughing, “do you not fine me… Desirable?” At that, both of your broke down laughing, Desire finally reaching you and you held each other as you laughed.
“Seriously, my love?” You asked in between gasps of breath, “that is all you could think to say?!” Another shriek of laughter comes from them, and leads the two of you into another series of untamable laughter.
Once you calmed down, they quickly changed into something more, appropriate, and cuddled up beside you.
“Are you feeling better, my love?” They asked, nuzzling into the crook of your neck.
“Much.” You kiss their head as the two of you get comfortable, ready to sit in silence, an imitation of a nap. Whispering I love you’s back and forth, you settled in, a smile on your lips.
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Im gonna challenge myself to write at least a Drabble every day, even if no one gives me a prompt. So if you love Desire and are hoping for some more content, here you go!
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treehouse, chapter 30
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Morpheus and you take some baby steps toward reconciliation, and he introduces you to Lucienne and Matthew.
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Dream of the Endless x reader pregnancy fic
(Official playlist for the fic can be found here.)
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