Lucienne Stories

Gale has always been able to manipulate her dreams at will until a recent dream landed her in The Dreaming. On a mission to find out more about why she's able to change dreams at will, as well as her parents' mysterious deaths when she was a teenager, she looks to befriend and work with Morpheus in order to do so. However, as she gets to know Morpheus, the world she knows today begins to flip upside down. Who she is, where she comes from, and circumstances surrounding her parents death cause destruction in worlds beyond The Dreaming and the living. ---- Will shift to M Rating Set in the Netflix adaptation of The Sandman. All characters, apart from my own original characters, are Neil Gaiman's creations.

Dreams and nightmares alike have lost their home, and dreamers in the waking world suffer the consequences. However, a select few have gotten their dreams back, some even receiving them in the waking world. An air of mystery lingers around Y/N, and a recurring nightmare spanning decades might have just uncovered it. While the answer may not be enough to help all the dreamers, it might have just saved the most important one of them all.

Based on a comment I saw under a post on TikTok (https://vm.tiktok.com/ZNdwWsp9T/) that asked for a fix-it fic, so here it is! I have only watched the show and therefore know nothing about the comics. You have been warned. (It goes without saying that the universe and characters are not my own; I guess you know the drill.) "Morpheus stopped himself from taking his sister's hand at the very last second. It was a sudden and significant shift in his realm that had stopped him. A great foe had been defeated. He immediately assumed that the fate of the mortal woman who had invaded his realm had been sealed, but his mind could not pinpoint who had managed to take her down." In which Morpheus is saved by those closest to him moments before he gives up on his existence.

I tilted my head slightly, watching her. The shifting light of the library cast long shadows, stretching and curling along the floor like the tendrils of an unseen thing waiting just beyond sight. Change was a fragile thing, delicate in its forming, unpredictable in its results. That Gault-a nightmare, once a being of fear-had chosen to become something else entirely was a notion I was still getting used to. Never before had I reshaped a nightmare into a dream, nor a dream into a nightmare. The distinction had always been absolute, a line never crossed. But now, here she was. The first of her kind. A possibility I had not considered before. If one could change, could others? Would they want to? Would they dare? And what, I wondered, would that make me, the one who governs them? Change in the Dreaming. I almost could not believe it myself.

can you remember who you were, before the world told you what you should be? ⓒ avacross122 ➵ fem!oc × dream of the endless ➵ the sandman, pre-s1

From a young age, Lucienne has witnessed tragedy constantly. At the age of fourteen, she begins to wonder if there is more to these disastrous occurrences. The events continue to occur and one thing always remains the same, the mysterious man that nobody else seems to see. Now, at the age of 22, Lucienne is finally given some answers to her life long questions as the man begins to appear more frequently. But the question still remains... Why can't anyone else see him?

Lucienne soon found herself struggling to look after the dreaming after several years of dreams disappearing so she hired a women to help her from inside the dreams of the mortals. Freya was on the verge of jumping off a bridge the night lucienne approached her with the promise of an Unimaginary job and a better life. Dream returned to find his home only being held up by a red head and lucienne but something is different. The dreaming itself has changed in a way he could have never expected. I do not own dream or the art but I do own Freya

Division of the Endless. The youngest of her older 7 siblings. Created as an afterthought to help mortals tell time and age. She finds herself regretting her search for her captured brother, Dream of the Endless when she herself gets captured by the same dillusional, power-taking man that took Dream from his world. also on ao3

Jessamy has been everything to the Lord of Dreams...a friend, a companion, a confidant, a student...but above all, she was his most personal creation. More than a mere Raven, she was made to be far more than anyone would have ever thought. So when she was shot down by Alex and Morpheus was left devastated; she had the chance to be Reborn. With a second chance to serve and accompany the Lord of Dreams, Jessamy will start questioning her past choices and her ever-present feelings.

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."'

Lucienne was just fine being ordinary. Normal was good. It was safe. But he ruined that for her. He cursed her. Dragged her into a world that shouldn't exist. The stranger transformed her into a killer. He made her a slave of the moon, a monster. But she's different from the others, a rarity amongst their kind. She'll need to learn to live with her new self and her new abilities. To cope with the horrors of becoming an abomination. Of course, she won't have to do it alone. The mutt that did this to her owes her that much. They call her Lupa. ✧ She-wolf. ✧

two souls are created together and in love before they're born. ⓒ avacross122 ➵ fem!oc × dream of the endless ➵ the sandman, s1 - ?

"TO THE STARS THAT LISTEN-" in which auniriel, guardian of dreamers, finds herself the object of dream of the endless' affection. "AND DREAMS THAT ARE ANSWERED," - sarah j. maas [ morpheus x auniriel, the sandman, s1-s2 ]

Nothing is more annoying then sand in your eyes. . . . This story is of blind angel that is only able to see in his dreams. . . . "You smile too much." "I can't help it- especially when I am with you." --- Takes place before the events of the Sandman series and into the series. Morpheus/The sandman/dream of the endless x male oc

In a world far out of reach, tucked away in the recesses of the unconscious mind, is a being of unfathomable importance. Someone so essential to the fabric of existence that one may question their own. He exists only to serve and spur the minds of man. But, how can one do that when man is the one to betray him? He falls back in his seat, spreading his right arm over the back of the booth ."Know what else I'm just saying?" You grin, "what?" He raises his left hand, finger swiping at your food before he flicks your nose with it, smearing it in white. "You should eat your ice cream before it melts." "Grandad!" You giggle, turning away from his hand, palming your nose to wipe away the ice cream." He grins back at you, eyes shifting from your face to your food as he grabs his spoon, "or maybe I'll have to eat it first," You quickly grab the bowl, hoisting it away from him, hastily adding a "no, I got it!" as he moves to tuck into his own bowl.

It's year 1866, England. It has already been 10 years since the Crimean War and 34 years since the reform law was issued. Women are treated as chattels, cannot vote, and their earnings, as well as dowry, belong to their husbands. Queen Victoria rules The United Kingdom (of course) and the buildings are built in Neo-Gothic style. Somwhere in the countryside, near the cows, fields, and beautiful sunsets, is the village where this story takes place.

Regina Potter. In love with Draco Malfoy. The boy her younger brother hates.

Dream Fanfic "They see a monster... But they don't see the centuries I've spent alone,trapped in a world that never changes for me,while everyone else keeps moving on." ~ Aurelia

Princess Cassandra of Troy was cursed by the god Apollo for turning down his advances. In an effort to protect the women in her fathers employ from soldiers with similar intentions, she alters their dreams into nightmares. But once the King of Dreams finds out, they form an unlikely friendship. (This is loosely based on the Greek myths of Cassandra of Troy, but will eventually bring the characters into the modern era)