Thesandman Stories

"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 ]

A book collection for all my works on Morpheus. Contains NSFW stuff!!! 🔞 You can also find these stories on Ao3 and Tumblr (same nickname and same title).

Completed: 09/07/2023 ************************ Nevermore and its surroundings have finally dealt with Crackstone but now there is something new, something bigger. Wednesday's vision lead her to someone who was trapped by the very thing attacking the school. Y/n of the Endless! Is this the boy of her dreams or the creature of her nightmares, maybe even a little bit of both? As requested by @NightDragon21

She was his companion...His little shadow. He was captured by humans for over a century and she had been sent to the waking world to live her life as a human. Now he's free and looking for not just his tools, but also his companion...His Little cub. Will he find her? Will she becomes a Jaguar once more or continue to live out her days as a human?

Translation of my Sandman's fan fiction

The Elysian Fields, a resting place for Roman Heroes of Man. An afterlife of serenity after blood has been washed away by death's hands. Then a place to the righteous, the ones who lived with purpose. It depends on what you believe. But if Morpheus, the King of Dreams and a crumbling realm, can be captured for 100 years. How could the gatekeeper of a neighboring realm not look for him when her own borders felt the tremor of his disappearance.

Morpheus meets Crowley, then Aziraphale.

i just wanted to write a Dream/Morpheus fanfic since there's so few good ones i can find Girly is just really into goth ppl

Morpheus, Dream of the Endless, King of Dreams, and to the Native Americans, The Dreamweaver. Tales of the Dreamweaver had always been Olivia's favorite as a child. Stories that were handed down from one Dreamwalker to another through the generations for over six thousand years. That was, until the dreams became nightmares and most of the Dreamwalkers died trying to wake loved ones from the Sleeping Sickness. Olivia was the last in a long line of Dreamwalkers, but in the current year, more began to awaken. Children were suddenly being taken from their cradles by an unknown entity and so Olivia asked the Dreamweaver for help. ON HIATUS thanks to my obsession for Game of Thrones and House of the Dragon. I promise to return to this once that settles down.

This is my first time writing about the sandman so be nice. Morpheus dream of the endless was visiting the mortal world with his older sister Death. they went to a tavern together and saw a mortal man saying he wasn't ever going to die a man named Hob. Dream asked his sister to keep him alive so he could see how long it takes someone to beg for death. On his way out of the tavern, he could hear a beautiful voice that got his attention he followed the voice until he saw a woman singing a lovely song that caught his attention, he was very interested in her in many ways not just her beauty but her powers as well. He finds out she's a caster of magic. Dream starts to visit the girl every few days to see what spells she can use, and how she uses them. Also, this turns the jealous heart of the Corinthian to step in and take matters into his own hands. Since he felt that he was Morpheus's masterpiece and no one else would ever have or touch his master but him so he tries to remove Hope from Dream's heart, will he win or Dream do everything in his power to keep Hope by his side?

Corinthian was crazy about his lord and Morpheus was totally oblivious of it. 1. Based on the Netflix series 2. Corinthian being a lovestruck idiot 3. Might be highly out of character, sorry

Oneshots for female characters !!! *requests open* Note that I take requests only for the Fandoms in the info in my profile

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.

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.

[ON HOLD/NEEDS EDITING] Aka. The Villainy of Life. Death. She comes for all. Anytime, anywhere. You fear her. Fear her presence. But she doesn't decide when your time is up. It isn't up to her to decide when to come for you. Life does that. Not Death, not Destiny, not The Fates and not The Gods. Life decides. Until she doesn't. Until she crosses the line, she goes too far. So they trap her away. Hide her. Fearful of the day, she becomes free. Fearing the day, she comes for them. And end their lives. And who are they to stop her?

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

After Lucifer's encounter with Morpheus you could tell they were hurt both physically and mentally. That's why you took your time caring for your master making sure they were ok.

ɪ ꜱʜᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴀʟʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ɴᴏᴡ ɪ ᴅɪᴅ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ɪ ꜰᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀɴʏʜᴏᴡ ꜱʜᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴀʟʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ɴᴏᴡ ɪ ᴅɪᴅ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜱᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴇᴀᴠɪɴɢ ɴᴏᴡ ɪ ɢᴏᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙɪʙʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɢᴜɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴀʀᴛʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ꜰᴜɴ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴏᴍᴇɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇʀᴏɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ'ᴍ ꜱᴏ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɢᴏɴᴇ ❦ "You'll eventually end up leaving me like the rest. Not knowing that my body is made out of paper and you and your love the matchsticks that lit me up in flames. You'll find someone better, with softer arms and more feminine than I, a true woman. But you won't be able to forget the sapphire stones that you used to stare into lovingly each night. You wouldn't be able to find someone with the same affection for red wine and eyes that were drier than a desert that would sometimes welcome a thunderstorm full of rage and rain" ❦ The untold story of Larissa Weems and who she truly is

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