Morpheus a few seconds before going to save Calliope:

possessive dream this, overprotective dream that

i want possessive and overprotective hob. i want him to learn where dream has been for a century and be shaking with rage, angry at himself and the world, vowing to always protect him because death is nothing compared to the tears in dream’s eyes and the tremor in his hands as he talks about the cage and robert burgess

i want hob to glare at anyone whose gaze lingers on dream (which is most people) and have him hook an arm around dream’s waist as he scowls at them until they look away

i want hob to be overly affectionate and cuddly with him in public so everyone knows dream is his and his alone (he’s especially touchy when dream introduces him to calliope bc yk, ex-wife, but calliope just thinks it’s really cute (and she’s not interested in a romantic relationship with him anymore anyway))

hob being the bodyguard dream absolutely doesn’t need but who he allows the position to because it’s what he does anyway, no matter the title

just hob being equally as possessive and overprotective of dream as dream is with him

I loved that Morpheus stood by his revenge and refused to spare Alex. It was not about himself - he refused to forgive Jessamy's killer. Her loss impacted him so strongly that he would rather be a prisoner for an indefinite time, would have probably stood there until the building collapsed and the dust erased the circle, than let Jessamy's murder go unpunished.

Of course that Morpheus had to deal with the consequemces of his choices later on - The Dreaming in shambles, the Sleeping Sickness, Nightmares on the loose etc. But she deserved that sort of loyalty from him. He even refused to take another raven with him for a while. This is how much he cared.

Edit: I also want to add that I know what you may think - what is a measly mortal getting away with killing a raven to saving humanity and The Dreaming? Well, as much of an arsehole as Dream is, he considered that Jessamy was worth the pain of starving without dying, the abandonement and loneliness, the helplessness and, of course, the chaotic and painful state of the world that awaited beyond the prison. Morpheus couldn't forgive even himself for losing Jessamy as he did, not to mention Alex. So the world had to wait. That bit him on the butt multiple times, but I don't think he should regret it.

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Cockwarming (NSFW: MDI)

Pairing/s: Morpheus x F! Reader Summary: The reader shares an idea with Morpheus about cockwarming to help him relax for a bit from his duty as the King of Dreams and Nightmares. Warning/s: cockwarming, public play, dom, and sub undertones, I think that’s all? Please let me know in the comments if there are any warnings that I haven’t mentioned. Thank you! A/N: This is just a blurb, not sure if I should write a full fic but if you guys want a full fic of this one please let me know. Feedbacks / coffee / likes / reblogs are very much appreciated. Happy reading loves, xoxo. masterlists | commission sheet + socials

— You’ve been able to visit Morpheus in his realm from time to time, especially if he’s busy and can’t visit you in your dreaming or in the waking world because of his duties as the King of Dreams and Nightmares and you totally understand that matter. As you walked through his throne room, he was nowhere to be found, luckily Matthew was there, asking where his King went he said that he might be in the library with Lucienne. Humming to yourself as you walk through the hall of Morpheus castle, you arrive at the destination hoping that Lucienne wasn’t with him you were greeted by Merv whose doing some cleaning as per usual he even opened the library door for you, thanking the scarecrow you went to your way to check how’s Morpheus is doing. He was on the corner of the library, books and stories that every dreamer dreamed stacked and scattered nearby, his eyebrows furrowed seemingly trying to find certain information, clearing your throat to get his attention, he finally looked up in your direction, his furrowed eyebrows ceased and his gaze softened when he saw you. Taking the vacant seat on his side, and seeing how worked up he is from his current state you suggested a certain activity that will somehow ease him up a bit.  “Cockwarming? You are rather naughty, love. We are in the library, any minute Lucienne or the other servants would walk right in–” “Thrilling isn’t it? I’m sure it will help you relax, you look like you could use one right now, to be honest.” Morpheus hesitantly agrees to your idea, it was great that he’s on the secluded side of the library and the thought of just taking him in a public place excites you already. It’s been a while since the two of you had shared an intimate moment together so this is a nice chance for the both of you. Helping him unbuckle his pants, you could almost see the outline of his hardened cock through his boxers. Smirking at the sight you see, pulling just a bit of his boxer and letting his cock out, your heart leaps upon seeing him twitching and leaking. Morpheus watches this scene unfold, cheeks flushed and his breathing is almost erratic, he whines.  “Mngh... just sit on it already.” “Hm.. someone’s eager.” Pulling down your pajamas alongside your soaked panties, you felt both of his hands grip your hips, pulling you closer to him – his cock pressing lightly onto your folds, while his right middle finger and ring finger gently rubbed your swollen aching clit making you gasp and shudder from his touch. He then slid right into you so quickly, almost immediately hitting your g-spot in one thrust, biting your lower lip to suppress a moan you rolled your eyes back from the sudden pleasure while both of your hands on top of the table for support, Morpheus hands made it’s way to your thighs – gripping it ever so slightly, nails digging onto your flesh he spoke quietly kissing the back of your earlobe.  “I miss you so much, darling.” “Oh, I’ve missed you so much too, dear.” Leaning your back to his chest, you could tell that Morpheus is starting to relax and his breathing is now calm and collected despite his cock buried deep down inside of you, his hands gently running through your stomach gently gripping your warm flesh, his lips slowly giving your neck kisses making you purr from his gestures. “I need more of you, darling.”

Dream stitch update:

He's roughtly a foot long, from top row to elbow. I have a long ways to go, and plenty of black stitches in my future. I think he'll be closer to three or so feet long when he's done. Not sure how wide.

His arm looks kind of goofy now, but give me a bit and it'll get done (I'm busy, massive fic collaboration in the works, TOTK, and FFXVI very soon, a pb#, and this? Plus, I work full time & have a part-time gig, I'm hella busy 😀)

This is an apology for not writing in so long! Sorry!

Dark? Morpheus x f!reader

Sitting on his throne Morpheus give a small smile, to the calm heart that beat silently for him. It was a gift for him,from his and his sisters' creator.

He wished he could tell her, see her and feel her, unfortunately, he can't. She was a holy thing. Someone he shouldn't touch or love, and even if he wasn't forbidden from loving her, she saw him like a son, nothing more.

It broke his heart but as long as she took his side and looked at him with warm in her eyes, he was satisfied. Until he could no longer handle the pain of loving someone who doesn't return his feelings.

He tried to maybe get with someone else, to put those feelings at bay but...Oh how wrong was he.

Thing didn't go well which ended up with him sending the poor soul to hell, and that was also the last time he saw her, the woman his heart was burning and beating for. The only thing that was left from her was the sound of her heart in his ear.

It give him hope. Maybe she will come back, one day. Until then he was more than ready to wait for her.

I love to think that Morpheus can have any and many lovers (and different lovers at the same time?), but he just doesn't want to. It is canonical that he is seductive... and could be the creature that has the most sex and has children, but he is a romantic guy....(?)

i love how the fandom collectively agrees that hob calls dream his stranger. like that’s fucking cute! i bet they’re both really possessive in relationships, though no one expects hob to be (dream loves it).

24/7 is a whole stand alone episode. You need to watch it more than once to really capture everything that’s going on. For instance I’m rewatching and I forgot how bright the episode started.

Perfection. Flawless tv! This is my new favourite series.

Sto sbrodolando amore per questo tv show e per la sua versione originale in fumetto in una serie di post dove riassumo ogni episodio in chiave comica e ci rifletto sopra.

Se vi interessa comincia qui, Sleep of the Just, e poi proseguirà ancora e ancora fino ad esaurimento episodi.

Andate a dare amore a questa serie se vi è piaciuta, magari scrivendo una bella recensione qui, perché gli idioti che la recensiscono negativamente lo fanno per i motivi sbagliati.

Io trovo che sia un gioiellino e che si merita tutte le stagioni che può ottenere.

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I'm in love with this TV show and with its original comic version.

So I’m writing a series of posts where I summarize each episode ironically, adding some personal thoughts.

If you're interested it starts here, Sleep of the Just, and then it will continue for every episode. You can translate everything on my blog, it’s not perfect but it’s comprehensible. If something is really obscure, I’m always here to translate for you whatever you need at the best of my ability.

Go give love to this series if you liked it, maybe by writing a nice review here, because the idiots who reviewed it negatively, have done it for the wrong reasons.

This is a little gem and it deserves all the seasons it can get.

Morpheus 1589

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shakespeare died in his sleep and is now a resident of the dreaming

hob doesn’t know until he visits lucienne in the library one time and that bastard shaxberd is just. there. chilling. reading twilight or something.

hob is so shocked he wakes up immediately and refuses to fall asleep again for 3 days

dream is alarmed when he notices his absence and rushes to look for him in the waking bc something terrible must have happened to hob

but no he finds hob teaching his class as usual with a gallon of coffee and on his most passionate anti-shakespeare tangent ever

I cannot get over this breathtaking shot.