Thedreaming Stories

[ON HOLD/NEEDS EDITING] ʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴏᴇꜱ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡɪɴ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴡᴀʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀꜱ ꜱᴛʀᴇᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴀᴇᴏɴꜱ? In a war that started before your first ancestor was even born. A war fought by one mortal family. A family ridiculed and feared by other mortals purely because of what they could do. They were called demons, spawns of Satan (much to Lucifer's amusement) and many other names, but only one stuck. Nekros. Those who've long since passed thought it fit the family perfectly, as where they went death followed, which couldn't be further from the truth. The family did everything they could to save people, but when dealing with creatures that call the shadows their home, there was only so much the family could do. Even when they were at the height of their power and were many in number. They were only human. The Sandman/Peacemaker au fic.

Are you lonely? A dreamer strays into the domain of Lord Morpheus.

Valery, a girl who had no idea who she truly was, where she came from, or who her parents were, she was left on the step of an orphanage at two months old, unaware of who she was growing up she had no choice but to face the brutality of the human race, she was seen as a burden by her guardian and was treated as such, her only escape was a destroyed castle with a library still intact, with a women who calls herself Lucienne, the royal librarian. When a strange man suddenly returns and claims to be the king of dreams, what can she do when he asks her for her help in finding his belongings and restoring his realm? read to find out...

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.

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.

Iris was born from the sand of dreamers and one day they shall return to the sands but not before they see Dream once more. (Dream x OC) *Rewrite of the 2021 Original "Endless Dream"

A short story about Dream, A.K.A. Morpheus from DCs Netflix show The Sandman, and a mortal woman.

Yep. I know. But I was bored, and my favorite songs are known by like, 2 people. So yeah.

A dream x hob story. Dream has loved Hob for centuries and in 1889 when Hob called them friend's Dream felt hurt and confused about his feelings. now in present time Dream Mets Hob at the new inn with hope to get his "friend" to fancy him back. (There are song references in the chapters so you can try and find them if you'd like.) I HAVEN'T READ THE COMICS SO THIS IS STRICTLY BASED ON THE NETFLIX SHOW!!!

The Sandman show on Netflix --- It is so good! I enjoyed it a lot! Tom Sturridge is quite handsome if I might add. :)

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.

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

[ON HOLD] Two siblings on a mission find love in a universe that is not their own. (Currently undergoing editing) AU for my Dancing With The Devil fic (au from the mid-end of part two of the story onwards). So major spoilers for that story. I was originally going to be posting this in my multi-fandom oneshots but it started getting long so I decided to make it a separate book. Gets a little steamy in later chapters, though there won't be smut as I'm not comfortable writing it just yet. This is being posted on my Tumblr but as an x reader.

John didn't ask for this. He didn't sign up to be a hero, a savior, or whatever nonsense the universe seemed to have in mind. Time travel was complicated enough without stumbling across imprisoned magical deities. Yet, here he was-an unwilling do-gooder with a growing list of freed gods, spirits, and eldritch beings who now owed him favors. Not that John wanted their help. He just wanted a quiet life, free from divine drama and cosmic messes. But no, every time he turned around, there was another desperate deity locked up in some ancient relic or cursed dimension. He tried ignoring them. He really did. But then guilt-or perhaps sheer bad luck-always dragged him back. Now he's neck-deep in magical debts, interdimensional grudges, and a timeline so tangled it could strangle a lesser man. The gods might call him a savior, but John knows the truth: he's just tired. Tired of time travel. Tired of magic. And most of all, tired of being the universe's go-to handyman. Someone, please, save *him* this time. Before he snaps and uses all those favors to take a permanent vacation in a timeline where none of this exists. If such a place even exists anymore.

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)

Serenity, Dream's little sister he created because he was lonely after everything that happened with Calliope and Orpheus.

Born and raised in a small city, Asha an 18 year old girl faces struggles. From being born into an abusive household, to moving from crisis group home to back home to a crisis group home again, and that not once, following years and years of therapy, missing school, having CPS in her home, graduating high school to having to drop out of college to facing weird things happening to her. Now as an 18 year old, still living in the same situation she faces new challenges. From weird dreams, to seeing weird things while awake. What will happen to her? Will Morpheus be able to help? What will she find out? And how will she handle this?

[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?