𝓕𝓪𝓮; 𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦. This story is from the Netflix show The Sandman.

"He knew I was always one for bad boys, so here we are" -Atlas "I couldn't help myself, having been lured in by her light" -Morpheus One of the greatest power couples to ever exist beyond heaven, hell, and even the waking world. The lord of dreams, and the queen of Nature.

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AU: Rescued from his imprisonment not by aid of his siblings nor opportunity, but a mysterious ethereal lady, Morpheus finds himself unable to forget her. Once his revenge against his captures is done and he recovers his tools, he sets out to find the lady that saved him. Strangely, he cannot find her in the Dreaming, but Matthew manages to find her the waking world. So, to the waking world, Morpheus goes to see his rescuer, unaware of what fate has in store for him and for her. A bond unlike any other has been born, one that will change them and their lives forever.

Tender was the dark, when he graced you with his presence. And there you were, a constant in his eternal life. Always waiting, ready to greet him with a cup of tea and a kind smile. ● Lord Morpheus x GN!Reader ●

People used to say that a man is complete with a woman by his side. They symbolize the harmony, the fulness, like Yin and Yang. Maybe that's the reason why Sandman can't find the very last element to rebuild his kingdom? Maybe that girl with that astonishing, magical blond locks is the secret ingredient to his final success?

"Hey Mister. Do you know that they made a song for you?" ** I do not own "The Sandman", credits to the great creator Sir Neil Gaiman**

Astraea only wanted to spend her evening in her little brother's book shop, drinking tea and talking about Serial Killers and the war. She did not want to be captured by a human magician and trapped in a glass sphere next to one of the Endless for the next century. She had plans. She was supposed to stop the apocalypse with her brother, she missed that by two years. But now she's trapped in Rodrick Burgess' cellar, the sleeping sickness is affecting millions, the constellation Virgo has disappeared from the sky and lighting storms are raging on outside. How in mum's great name is she supposed to fix all this. 🥇1 in Ineffableboyfriends (28.12.22) 🥇1 in Thedreaming (28.12.22) 🥇1 in Corinthian (05.01.23) 🥇1 in Morpheus (22.02.23) 🥇1 in Thesandman (27.04.23) 🥇1 in Theendless (2.07.23) 🥈2 in Aziraphale (22.02.23) 🥉3 in Crowley (27.4.23) 🥉3 in Lindamartin (8.10.23)

At the begging, I was a nightmare with a dream. The oldest nightmare of the human kind with a silly little hope of becoming something else; something that brings happiness instead of suffering. When I wished to be a dream, that wish had been granted by him. Morpheus, who gave me hope; who'd turned suffering into joy, sadness into happiness. Daydream, he'd set on calling me throughout the centuries I've spent by his side. I was his first creation, his loyal subject, his oldest friend. He was my first hope, my second dream, my only love. But when he suddenly leaves, my hope starts to wither, my dreams become blurred, and with the Dreaming, I too begin to decay. It is rare for dreams to find a place in reality and the daydreams hardly ever come true. However, time has come for me to materialise on Earth: to find my hope back. My time's running out. I need to find him before I turn wicked, and a dream will become a nightmare again.

Assorodus meaning "silvery water". The Endless were not the first entities to come into existence at the dawn of the cosmos, of everything known. Yes, Father Time and Mother Night were there, but also someone else. Known to the Greeks as Talos, to others the Writer, or even the First Writer, giver of purpose to everything that breathed and sometimes to things that did not. For the sake of many, it would be easier to call this being simply Purpose, with whom Morpheus, the Lord of Dreams, came into close connection at the beginning of his reign, for men tend to ponder their purpose in their dreams. In front of each other, they can allow themselves to be open, and most of their secrets shared. Soon the two of the most potent creations started to depend on each other's friendship and eventually, Morpheus caught feelings he shouldn't have. This is his story through Talos' eyes. '"Dear Prince of Dreams, you shouldn't worry about such matters, not for a long while at least. This universe will proceed to exist for eons to come, I'm sure of it. However, everything will cease to exist one day, as this is how things go, as nothing is forever. Except for maybe you. Dreams don't die so easily." 'He pressed his forehead against mine, sideways so his nose brushed my cheek. I could feel his breathing on my lips, his wild hair falling over my brow, tremors shaking his bones, signalling his desire to get as close as he could, but he held back. I told him to do so. "You wrote it so?" He breathed into my mouth. "I did."'