morpheus x reader oneshots & headcanons

daddy's little princess

Hope sat on the throne in the throne room. Her makeshift crone sat crookedly on her head. Holding a plastic wand in her hand and pointing at anyone, that walks by, and shouting.

"Off with their heads!" As if she were the Red Queen from Alice in Wonderland. "What does her majesty need?" One of the servants ask looking at the four year old.

"I'd like a-I-I want a-a coloring book." She asked, and the servant smiled and nodded. "Of course." They said, and went to retrieve a coloring book.

Hope sat on the throne her leggings kicking back and forth in the air. "Hope." Morpheus said, seeing his daughter on the throne.

"Daddy!" She shouted, getting off the throne and running towards her father.

"What're you doing little dove?" He asked, as he scooped her up into his arms and she smiled.

"I'm ruling over the Dreaming for you." She says, and he looked at her letting out a soft chuckle.

"I wanted to help." She says, and he couldn't help but smile walking towards his throne and sitting down. His daughter sitting on his lap.

"That's very sweet of you dove, but I don't need any help." He says. Her cheeks puff and she looks down making a pouty face.

"But, I do need your help making something special." He says, and she looks up at him.

"With what?" She asks.

"Something for your mother. I want to make her something special but I don't know what." He says, and she looks at him. Hope sat there on his lap her tongue sticking out of her mouth, as she began to think.

God, it was so adorable when she thought how her tongue would stick out of her mouth. She's so much like her mother. Then the servant brought the coloring book, and it was as if a lightbulb went off in her little head.

She took the coloring book and began to draw a picture of her family. (Y/n) and Morpheus, as well her mother's growing belly. "Give her this." She says, holding it up to her father.

"A picture?" He asks, and she shakes her head, "No daddy, a huge picture." She says, and he smiles looking down at his daughter.

"You're so smart my little dove." He says, as he plants a kiss on the top of his daughters forehead. She giggled, as he stood up from his throne and made their way to make (Y/n)'s gift.