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Lost in a Dream

Pairings: Dream/Morpheus/Sandman x Reader Word Count: ~9.6k Warnings: NSFW, smut, p in v sex, fingering, slight praise kink, vanilla sex, reader almost gets mugged(?), female reader. A/N: DAMN IT! I said I wasn’t going to fall for Dream, and then I did. I swear, it wasn’t on purpose. I really hope this doesn’t flop, I put a lot of effort into this and this man is so precious, he deserves so much more!!! Anyway, thank you and enjoy!

You were running.

You were always running, longing for peace in the dream world so that you could escape your strife in the real world. But that wasn’t an option.

Because, here you were, running in a dream that’s meant to be of your own control. Every waking hour, you spend your days looking over your shoulder in fear that he may have crossed over, found you again to torment you and finally bring your time to an end. Every night, you fall asleep and run from the nightmarish creature that tortures you with a sadistic game of cat and mouse.

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Morpheus x male!reader Request

Words:1.2k

Warnings:none

Summary: You're working for Alex Burgess. As you hear him and his husband talking about a person in the basement, you decide to go check it for yourself...

Requested by Hideto-san on Wattpad

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I was striding around the house of Mr. Burgess. He had given me the day off, but since I was his personal servant, my presence could be requested at any time. Nevertheless, I had nothing to do with my time.

I spend the majority of the day reading or taking walks in the garden.

I was sitting on the stairs, as I thought about what I could do when I started to hear yelling.

I furrowed my eyebrows and slowly got up. The yelling got louder and I realized that it was Mr. Burgess and his Husband.

I was used to them fighting a little bit, but I never heard them yelling at each other.

I slowly made my way upstairs and carefully listened to the conversation. I stopped in the hall, before so rounding the corner. I was able to understand them now.

"He will kill me!! And you!!", Mr. Burgess yelled.

"We can't keep him in there forever!", his Husband answered, a little bit quieter.

"It's useless, I will talk to him. I can't riskyou getting hurt!"

"He can't stay in the basement forever, Alex! And you know that!"

I cursed under my breath, as I accidentally knocked over a statue, that was standing on the shelf next to me. I caught it just in time and put it back, but the couple had heard me and stopped talking.

I quickly ran back downstairs, but I didn't stop there. I immediately made my way to the basement.

I had heard all kinds of rumors of course. But I never believed that Mr. Burgess actually kept someone in the basement. And not just anyone, an eternal being, as the rumors said.

Almost out of breath, I stopped in front of the corner that lead to the basement.

I leaned forward and peaked around. The first thing I saw was a giant glass bowl it looked like an overdimensional fish bowl.

The next thing I saw was a desk with two people sitting in front of it, but as I looked closely, I saw that they were both asleep.

I took a step forward and carefully entered the room.

Only now, I noticed the strange symbols that were drawn in the ground, but that wasn't the strangest thing.

What was even more surprising, was the man lying in the glass bowl.

He looked at me for a second but he didn't move an inch. He had his head leaned on his arms and was staring at the ground.

I slowly walked around the bowl. Only now I noticed, that he wasn't wearing any clothes and he looked very pale, unhealthy even.

I started to wonder who he was and if he had done anything to deserve to be in here.

"What could anyone do to deserve this?", I said to myself. I didn't know if the man heard what I said. But he didn't move, so I kneeled down in front of him.

"No one deserves this", I mumbled and Raised my hand to carefully touch the glass.

I could've imagined it, but it looked like the man's eyes softened at my words.

I watched as he slowly raised his hand to put his fingers where mine were laying in the other side of the glass.

I heard shifting behind me and turned around. I saw that one of the guards was about to wake up. I quickly got up.

"I will come back. I promise", I whispered to the man and granted him a smile, before turning around and quickly leaving the basement. I felt like, this was the start of a good friendship...

I was on my way home from work, as I got the message, that Alex Burgess had died in his sleep. To be honest, I couldn't say that I was shocked, after all he was an old man who had lived his life. My he rest in peace.

Nevertheless, I was wondering if it had something to do with the man in the basement. Over the last few months, I had befriended the strange creature. He never talked to me, but he always listened. I started with explaining to him, what had happened over the last 100 years and after a while I started reading to him. He even started to sit up, whenever I visited him.

And after Mr. Burgess had caught us once, I thought that it was over, but as he noticed that the man reacted to me, he decided that I was now officially allowed to visit him. He told me that he was the ruler of the Dreaming, the so-called "Sandman".

At first I didn't believe his words, but after researching a little bit. It all made sense. The sleeping disease, the year he was captured, the fact that he didn't age at all. It all fitted perfectly.

I sighed as I opened the door to my apartment. I was wondering if he got out eventually and killed Burgess or if he was still in his bowl and if he was, what would happen to him now.

I was too lazy to turn on the lights, as I entered my kitchen. A few seconds later, I wished I had turned it on. I bumped into something hard, presumably a person.

I yelped and jumped back, my hand flew to the light switch and I gasped as I saw wvo was standing there In front of me.

It was him, the sandman. But now, he was wearing an entire black attire, adorned with a large black coat.

"It's you", I whispered, "So you got out after all."

"I did."

In all the time, that I knew him, this was the first time that I heard his voice. It was a deep, smoky voice. It was nice listening to him.

"Are you going to kill me?", I gulped. After all, he had killed Burgess. At least I assumed it.

"No.", he stated and stepped closer. I slowly backed up until I felt the kitchen counter hit me.

"I came he to thank you", He mumbled and looked up, "You have been a good friend to me. I, Morpheus want to thank you."

"Morpheus", I replied, "So that's your name. It suits you."

I watched as a smile formed on Morpheus' face. I felt honored, since he looked like someone who didn't smile very often.

I watched carefully, as he raised his hand.

"May I?", he asked quietly.

I nodded and felt how he started to caress my cheek with his calloused hand. He inched closer and slowly leaned down.

"Thank you.", Morpheus mumbled again, before pressing his lips on mine. I closed my eyes, as I melted into the kiss. I could feel his thankfulness, his passion, all of his emotions were poured into this kiss and it was something that I had never felt before.

I gasped as we parted. My eyes opened and he was gone. I carefully raised my hand to touch my lips.

Morpheus was certainly something tgta I would never forget. Who knows, maybe we would meet again. Maybe not in this world, but in another...

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Dream the Endless x female!reader

Word count:0.8k

Warnings:none

Summary: You had been alone in the Dreaming for over a century now, as your Lover finally returned...

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It had been over a century by now. Over a century of not hearing anything from him. He had promised it wouldn't take long, merely a day to travel to Berlin to catch the Rouge Nightmare, who called himself the Corinthian.

But he hadn't returned since, nor had Jessamy. Most of the residents of the Dreaming had left. You couldn't blame them, this realm was not the same without his king. It withered away, while he wasn't there.

But even after Fiddlers Green had left, you had stayed. Lucienne and you were the only one's remaining in a realm so empty, that it was almost dead.

"My Lady"

It was Lucienne, who's voice pulled you out of your thoughts.

You quickly turned around, giving her a sad smile, before walking towards her, leaving his throne, that you visited almost every day, behind. The palace was once beautiful and full of life, but now it was empty and silent.

"How are you doing today, Lucienne?", you asked, a sad smile on your face.

"I am quite alright, thank you My Lady", She nodded, as you accompanied her walk through the empty halls of the palace. You peeked around the corner, where the library once was, but it had been gone for years. You doubted that you would ever see it again.

"He will return", Lucienne affirmed , like she did every day.

"I know, my friend. But I can't bear thinking of how much longer it might take", you sighed in return.

"What was that?", you mumbled in confusion, looking around for the source of the jolt.

Lucienne opened her mouth to reply, as a jolt drove through the palace. She quickly grabbed your hand to not loose balance.

"I don't know where it came from", Lucienne said, also not sure what to do.

You quickly grabbed both of her shoulders, looking into her eyes:"You go check the gardens and I will search the Palace"

She only nodded, squeezing your hand one more time, before hastily leaving the palace.

You turned back around, making your way through the palace. After all, not many rooms were still intact. Much to your dismay, you didn't find anything. Nothing had changed. Apart from a few vases that had fallen over due to the jolt, everything remained the same.

When you finally reached the throne room again, you were only met with more broken Pillars and roof beams.

You quietly cursed under your breath, before running up towards the throne to see if it was in tact. Thankfully, it hadn't been harmed. It was the only thing you still had in memory of him. Gently, your hands wandered over the wooden material, letting your fingers wander down the backrest.

Your eyes widened, when the huge Doors in front of you opened. You couldn't belive what you saw in front of you.

You finally stepped back, when you heard voices coming form the hallway. More than confused, you turned around, making your way back down.

A smile slowly formed on your face, as you watched him stepped closer to you. He gingerly reached for your hands, intertwining his fingers with yours. His skin was cool to the touch and he looked pale as always. It felt like nothing had changed, like he hadn't been lost for the last century, like he had never been away.

There was of course Lucienne, but she had a big smile on her face, because next her was none other than Dream the Endless himself. Morpheus, the Sandman, Ruler of the Dreaming.

He had returned.

"My beautiful Queen", Dream murmured. He raised his hand to carefully caress your face. You quickly leaned into his touch, closing your eyes, when you felt a tear slip down my face.

You had missed his touch, his gentle hands, holding yours so softly.

You gently put your hand on top of his, opening your eyes again.

Dream had a sad smile on his face:"I am sorry"

"Don't be", you quickly replied, stepping even closer to him, "It is not your fault"

"But I wasn't there for you, I wasnt there for my realm and I am sorry. Our home... It has withered away"

You carefully searched his eyes to see if he was serious. You didn't find any doubt, so you gently pulled him into a hug. His arms encircled your waisted, pulling you closer. You felt him burry his head in the crook of your neck, his spiky hair gently tickling your skin.

"Dream", you mumbled and cautiously ran your fingers through his hair, "My home...our home, it is not the palace, or the place. It is the people, it Is You, it is Lucienne, the Dreams, your Brothers and Sisters."

Dream slowly parted from you, as you reached out to take his hand:"Home is the People, not the Place. And now that you have returned, I am home"

He smiled gently, pulling you closer to himself.

"Home",he mumbled, before he leaned down, kissing you tenderly. His lips were soft and gentle. It's felt like he had never left in the first place. It felt like fireworks. Like your whole body stopped working and the only thing that mattered was him.

You parted, smiling at him:"Home"