morpheus x reader oneshots & headcanons

between dreams and realities

Summary: Morpheus falls in love with a magic user feared by small-minded humans. But after his ego and a cruel warlock separate them, he goes to get his lover back. Even if she had changed in his absence.

Birth.

Throughout humanity's existence, people have wished for futures that they knew they would not have. They pleaded with gods, searched for lucky items, throwing their life away for one that will never exist.

That was where (Y/N) came in, with magic-imbued abilities to pass through realities and timelines. She tried to use it to help, tried to make the humans happy. She had the ability to show humans different timelines in which they had what they wanted. Where their lives were perfect.

But it was just like humans to despise what they had been given. Just like humans to not be able to accept a glimpse of that they wanted.

They wanted it all, wanted to live that life instead of seeing it. But she couldn't give them that. It wasn't in her power.

And so they despised her.

Resentment clouded their opinion of her. She became an outcast to them, a villain. All because she could not give him what they wanted. She was a false person, giving them false hope, manipulating them with realities they could never have.

That's what they believed of her.

The one person who thought differently was the King of the Dreaming.

His curiosity of her abilities is what brought them to meet. Wanting to know how her powers differed from his.

"I have heard about you." He had visited her one night, tall and powerful. "Tricking mortals with visions of a better life."

But to his surprise, she looked hurt by that statement. "I'm not... that's not what I was doing."

He soon realized that his earlier assumption had been wrong. She hadn't been trying to hurt them, she had been trying to show them something that would make them happy.

Morpheus felt pity for (Y/N) as he absorbed this new knowledge. Knowing just how much the humans she wanted to help, despised her.

He understood her. For the first time in a very long time, someone understood her. It was a wonderful feeling for the powerful girl.

They became friends after that original meetings, and (Y/N) got to visit the Dreaming. For the first time, she was somewhere where she was accepted. As time went on, they became closer. Finally falling in love.

A love was born between them that was strong enough to last for eternities. Safe in the place between dreams and realities.

Someone once asked the question if it would be better to be loved, or to be understood. With Morpheus, (Y/N) had both. There was now someone in her life that she could be completely herself and completely honest with.

"And Death told me that... what are you looking at?" She had been telling him some story and her and his sister, when she got distracted by his eyes on her. A loving gaze in his eyes

"You." Morpheus responded with a small smile. They were lying on his bed, (Y/N)) curled up against him as he drew patterns on her back.

She grinned softly against his chest, not used to the love she was given by him. "You're so good to me."

"Only because you are to me."

But while basking in Morpheus's love, (Y/N) could not hide her fear that something would ruin them. So much of her life was lived alone, being hated by so many that she encountered. Would she have to go back to that?