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writing-for-life · 5 months

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Dream and How He Experiences Love

(Or: When the Unreal is at War with the Real, and Finally Understanding Unconditional Love Tightens the Noose Around Your Neck That Has Been There All Along)

And as always: Send me asks about everything Sandman-related!

Let me start this one with a few adjectives from the horse’s mouth (aka: Neil Gaiman said so 🤣) as to what Dream is actually like:

from: Vertigo Chase Card Set

So in short: This is probably the most accurate way to describe Dream in a nutshell, from the author himself, fully knowing that Murphy doesn’t lend himself well to be described in a nutshell.

And of course it’s absolutely fine if we want to head-canon him just being 5 out of those 50 (or none of them at all)—our stories are our own. At the end of the day, we went through a whole year of Tumblrfication (I might have made up that word), and getting back to the series will be tough. So is trying to align what the current prevalent perception of Dream is like in parts of the fandom, and what he is like in both comics and series (show and comics really aren’t that different where it matters, and I’ll die on that hill). I already worry about the fallout if I look at what happened with GO or OFMD, but that just as an aside.

Anyway, Dream in fandom spaces is often portrayed as either a pathetic wet cat who can’t get to grips with anything and constantly needs rescued in one way or another, or as a completely unfeeling arsehole incapable of relating to the human experience and being horrible all around. There are very few shades of grey in how some fans perceive him, when just the list of above adjectives shows us how complex he is as a character.

One thing that obviously comes up regularly are his relationships, be they romantic or platonic. So I just wanted to draw attention to the adjectives that relate strongly to the relational element in him (although they all apply in one way or another):

touchy, sentimental, cold, loving, [elusive], gentle, hurt, deep, intense, solitary, romantic, shy, intangible, lonely

Dream is the unreal. His way of loving relates very deeply to what stereotypical romantic love is: Romance and reality are a contradiction in terms—romanticism is dreaming because it is, at its very core, an idealised view. The intangible dream that comes back to bite us in the arse once reality sets in. And his flavour of love is the prototype of idealised and intangible (=romantic) and can never be anything else by his very nature.

And I’ve often thought that the way he experiences love is also a large part of why his existence is so difficult for him, and why he ultimately makes the choices he makes. Yes, he detests his function, but if he weren't so lonely (and weren't doomed to be so by his very purpose), he might find it easier to bear.

Let me look at, and draw parallels to, the 7 types of love as the Ancient Greeks perceived them [quick note about the image references: I would have loved to give more, but there is a limit. Also: Apologies I have no alt text for the comic panels at this point, I might add them at a later stage if I find the time]…

Eros

That’s both sexual and romantic love (to varying degrees), and it can be fleeting (like a dream) if not anchored in a less idealised view. So there’s your first cue—he totally experiences that kind of love.

The Ancient Greeks also thought it was a dangerous type of love, one that clouds our judgment and one that won’t last if not combined with some of the other types. And Dream himself knows this and probably relates (he detests his sibling Desire for “meddling”, after all). And yet, he is the intangible, the ungrounded, the unreal.

It’s all over every single one of his relationships we witness:

Killalla—“gifted” by Desire. We never get any cue as to what exactly they were up to, but it can be assumed desire, for whatever, played a large part in their relationship. Killalla makes no secret about it either (and is at the same time uncertain whether she truly loves him while being confused Dream might actually love her after what seems a very short time, at least in cosmic terms). Suffice it to say, he has a very idealised view of her and their relationship. Romantic idiocy at its best: He has literal stars in his eyes and is so grateful for Desire’s help he is basically kissing their boots in gratitude.

Alianora—again one of Desire’s gifts. And Dream tried, and I definitely think he was at least romantically (and physically) attracted to her (the art is very hard to interpret otherwise, neither is the context--she was gifted by Desire, after all). But this relationship is generally a tricky one because there is gratefulness and guilt n the mix, and that is sometimes a very unfortunate combination. He also couldn’t fully trust her because of his deep mistrust of D/desire. And lo and behold, of course the relationship soured when romantic and (potentially physical) attraction waned.

Nada—pursuing each other on and off, broadcasting sexy time all over the Dreaming because he's just so head over heels and literally bursting at the seams—need I say more? Yes, he does say to her that her body does not matter to him, which I 100% believe is true. He also says that he will love her as no mortal man can. But everything that transpires is still deeply informed by romantic attraction, because quite frankly: You don't feel love yet after you've barely met someone. It's again a deeply idealised view and that is something inherently romantic in tandem (in this case) with physical desire. Again, because D/desire was involved.

As to the particulars of Nada’s banishment to hell, and why Dream acted so out of character compared to his other failed relationships: You can find all of it here.

Calliope—read her speech at the Wake is all I’ll say. That is someone making romantic love so integral to their whole existence, I don’t even know where to start. He puts the world at her feet and makes sure she always comes first (quite literally) while they are still loved up…

Thessaly—he's the romantic idiot (affectionately) in the rain with his coat billowing in the wind, and referring to her “weighing him dispassionately and finding him wanting”. It was only a handful of months--you don't feel true, stable love at that point. Again, it has the idealised view of romance (and potentially sexual desire) written all over it. He would have given her the world, just like he would have given the world to Nada and Calliope. That is the trope of every freaking romance novel, and that is exactly how he perceives love.

Titania—who knows, she keeps her mouth shut.

Ludus

I think he has a hard time to be flirtatious and playful (at least, we don't really see it. We never really see him during the courting stage, and what went down with Thessaly was hardly "flirtatious". `Then again, bickering like they did in A Game of You is electrifying to some, so who knows. She also said at his wake he was cautious and nervous). And if he comes across as flirtatious (there is a charming on that list of adjectives after all), it’s just because he is so deliberate in everything he does that he might just push someone’s (right) buttons, so to speak. But that’s not the same as “no strings attached”-love, because I honestly believe he’s incapable of experiencing love that way. There is no “casual” with him. He always stays attached to the people/women he once loved, even if the relationship sours. He still loves each and every single one of them, he never stops. But he also doesn’t in a way that’s sustainable, and it’s an unsolvable conflict due to what/who he is.

Philia

Most closely translated as friendship and affection. Platonic love, if you will. It is also a love between equals. He has a hard time with it and only slowly learns what it means through his relationship with Hob. Needless to say: The Ancient Greeks valued platonic love as one of the highest forms of love. Hence, I’m personally reluctant to turn it into something else/slant it towards romance, because that’s exactly what this part of the story is about: His relationship to Hob is important and grows/lasts because it is not romantic in the comics.

Storge

Unconditional love for family, especially children. Based on complete acceptance and potentially sacrifice. Doesn’t need to be reciprocated. You feel it, no matter what, and you act accordingly. And for Dream and Orpheus, that didn’t work until it did. Or, let’s rather say: I don’t want to assume he didn’t feel it. But he pushed it down in his hurt and pride (as did his son in his grief). No further comment, because that one hurts.

Agape

Altruistic, universal, all-encompassing. And that’s so deeply at the core of his being, and so central to his whole conflict that I don’t even know where to start. From not wanting to kill the first vortex (or Rose, for that matter), to telling John Dee he’s hurting the dreamers, and that being his main concern while he himself was writhing on the floor in agony, to “humanity I love you”, to a million other things. He cares so deeply, there is such a deep concern for sentient beings in their entirety that it’s quite literally impossible to call it anything other than love. And it’s also what plays a large part in his demise.

Pragma

Oh, here we go. I honestly believe he likes the idea of committed and long-lasting. And he’s trying. So very hard. Calliope is the best example. Alianora was another one, because it’s not like they broke up swiftly (hard to tell how long they lasted, but since she had stayed in the Dreaming too long to go anywhere else, it wouldn’t surprise me if we’re actually talking a very, very long time. He called it “a goodly while”, and considering how old he is, I doubt that equals only months, or even just a few years, especially since he is fully aware how short his relationship to Thessaly was). And he wanted to stay true to his promise. But he is who/what he is: the unreal. And as the personification of that, love both feels real for him but will also forever stay intangible. It’s heartbreaking really. Again, it has written the contradiction between romantic love (the ideal) and pragmatic love (the thing that is grounded in reality) written all over it.

Philautia

And that’s the most heartbreaking one. He is incapable of self-love and full of self-loathing instead. The Ancient Greeks used to say that you can’t give what you don’t have. And it’s hard to feel compassion for the flaws we perceive in others if we don’t have that self-compassion for the exact same flaw in ourselves. And that one hurts in so many ways, from his not being able to forgive himself (which is mirrored in his relationship to Nada, who also couldn’t forgive herself—she didn’t need his forgiveness, she needed her own) to Orpheus being so much like him apart from one major difference: he’s mortal in spirit, and even immortality doesn’t change that. And Dream struggles with the part of his child that is so like him for a million reasons that would burst this meta at the seams, but again: it’s hard to love in others what we detest in ourselves, knowingly or unknowingly.

So in short: The particular flavours of love Dream feels (Eros, Agape, Philia growing slowly over time) and the ones he doesn’t (Ludus, Pragma, Philautia) are also at the very root of how the story goes.

And when he finally truly understands what Storge/unconditional love is--both in the way he reassesses his relationship to Nada but especially in how he finally submits to his love for Orpheus (with all that entails)--and when he allows it to become real, it’s what tightens the noose around his neck. But that noose has been around his neck loosely all along…

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ibrithir-was-here · 6 months

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Some late night Sandman fluff (and tiny bit of angst) for ya’ll

#my art #sandman #dreamling #lots o kids AU #endless heirs AU #dream of the endless #hob gadling #orpheus sandman #Robyn gadling #hope beautiful lost nebula #Daniel hall

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the-cloudy-dreamer · 7 months

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Sandman Inktober 2023, Day 3 Paths.

So I wasn’t going to do today’s prompt but I was going through my Sandman comics ( as one does) and was reminded that Orpheus sings a song to open a portal to get to the dreaming! and I thought “hey a path! that’s gotta count, right?” lol

Anyway.

Don’t know if I translated the idea very well and I couldn’t do more detail work on this but I’m happy with what I did in the time work I put on it !! I might re-work it later if I have the time 🖤

#the sandman #sandtober2023 #inktober #inktober 2023 #sandman comics #sandman comic spoilers #Orpheus #orpheus sandman #sandman fanart #I just needed the slightest excuse to draw Orpheus 🤷🏻‍♀️#plus I get to practice with this brushes #and I wanted to do something with negative space #cloudy illustrates

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nynevefromthelake · 10 months

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Orpheus frame redraw

#Sandman #sandman fanart #sandman comics #orpheus #orpheus sandman #greek mythology #dream of the endless #fanart

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wolf-and-raven-dreaming · 1 year

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900 follower gift!

Can you believe it's already 2023? Crazy!

#sandman fan comic #dream of the endless #the sandman #netflix sandman #sandman netflix #the sandman dream #morpheus #neil gaiman sandman #wolf & raven #orpheus #orpheus sandman

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contrael · 4 months

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Merry Christmas, Sandman fandom!!

#the sandman #dream of the endless #the corinthian #sandman #dreamling #hob gadling #orpheus sandman #orpheus #oricori #оркоры #corintheus #hobrinthian #my fanart #Corinthian/Orpheus #the Corinthian/Orpheus

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paintedsunshine · 2 years

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his mama was a friend of mine / and this boy was a muse's son / on the railroad line on the road to hell / you might say the boy was touched / 'cause he was touched by the gods themselves!

give it up for Orpheus!

[Image Descriptions:

Image 1: A digital drawing of Morpheus, Dream of the Endless, cradling a very young baby, swaddled in a piece of black, starry fabric. Around them swirls the cosmos, colorful stars in the deep black void. Dream is a very pale white man (/anthropomorphic personification) with jet black, short-ish hair. He is slightly hunched over and looking down at the baby with a vulnerable, almost star-struck expression. He is shirtless, the painting cutting off above his hip. Dream has both arms securely around the baby, one hand supporting their head, the other their legs. The baby is light-skinned with short, brown hair, and is looking back up at him, one arm slightly outstretched toward him.

A golden-yellow glow hits Dream's hair, face, chest, and arms, making it seem like it is radiating from the baby he is holding. The baby themself is not glowing.

Dream (but not the baby) is stylized heavily and messily with very colorful brushstrokes, shadows in dark blue, purple, magenta and the occasional turquoise; highlights in cyan, pink, white, and the occasional yellow.

A quote from Chapter 8 of Brief Lives is arranged around the two. Above Dream's head, it reads: "I like the stars. It's the illusion of permanence, I think. They're always / flaring up and / caving in and / going out." Next to his head, it reads "But from here," and then wrapping around the baby's head: "I can pretend." The words continue running down Dream's back: "That things last." The following sentence, placed below Dream's arms reads: "I can pretend / that lives last longer than / moments."

The full text reads: "I like the stars. It's the illusion of permanence, I think. They're always flaring up and caving in and going out. But from here I can pretend. That things last. I can pretend that lives last longer than moments."

Images 2 and 3 are two close-ups of Dream's expression, and the baby in his arms.

Image 4 is a version of the artwork without the text.

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#dream of the endless #morpheus #lord morpheus #the sandman netflix #the sandman #with a side of:#the sandman comics #brief lives #orpheus #orpheus the sandman #orpheus sandman #digital art #fan art #the sandman fanart #i'm gonna be real with you all. i am literally so unwell. i am so deeply unwell #still in my post-brief-lives-agony phase and not expecting to ever get out of it #this belongs to the dreamholdingthingshecouldntkeepalive.png collection #it's not really spoilers now is it. like if you don't know how orpheus' tale ends that's on you

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timesorceror · 6 months

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Inktober Day 24 - Shallow 💧

Dream held Orpheus’ hands as he carefully waded them out into the surf. Today, the waters on the Shores of Creation were calm, even playful, as they lapped at the ankles of their king and his little prince.

#inktober #inktober2023 #dream of the endless #orpheus #orpheus sandman #the sandman #day 24 #timesorcerordraws

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morpheusbaby3 · 3 months

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I'm watching the Percy Jackson series and I wondered if Orpheus would go to Camp Half Blood in the modern day...

#but he is 100% human... so he wouldn't?#the sandman #orpheus #orpheus the sandman #orpheus sandman #percy jackon and the olympians #dream of the endless #calliope #morpheus #calliope sandman #calliope the sandman

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bludotpng · 11 months

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Facing the reality

Delusion talking to his son one final time

#my art #artist on tumblr #the sandman #the sandman fanart #the sandman comics #dream of the endless #morpheus #orpheus #orpheus sandman #brief lives #brief lives au #neil gaiman #tom sturridge #delusion #delusion of the endless

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writing-for-life · 17 days

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About Love As The Catalyst For Change

Okay, so while I was going through all the panels for March Mania, I also stumbled over these ones again:

And although I’ve read it all a million times and had all these feelings before, I just need to blurt them out:

Love Is What Changes Him

It’s such a central message of The Sandman, but I feel it often gets lost in a million other things. And they’re all important, but so is this one.

Because yes, Dream went with Delirium and found Destruction (and Despair found him btw), and his Destiny was Death. And that whole Desire thing… ‘nuff said. BUT… (major spoilers ahead)

Those panels above are basically the turning point in a nutshell. No, well, the turning point is actually the moment he kisses (and then kills) Orpheus, but those panels are the essence:

He set out with Delirium in hopes to find Thessaly (the pendant Nuala wears here used to be hers, and she gave it to her when she left the Dreaming and him. And I can’t even begin to tell you how I feel about him letting Nuala keep a gift of his ex, who betrays him later by protecting the woman he hurt, and then making it the item that holds the power with which Nuala can call in her boon. One could spin that very far in all sorts of different directions).

But when he comes back after killing Orpheus, it doesn’t really matter anymore. Thessaly was the usual romanticised dream that could never be real. But he finally did find love. For his son. The unconditional kind. The one that doesn’t need anything in return because it just is. And he was loved back, if for a brief moment. But it was real, not a dream. And that love stays real (that’s why it initiates the turn, 3rd act and all that).

I’m reminded again of the words of Frank McConnell in his intro to The Kindly Ones:

“And with [killing Orpheus], Dream has entered time, choice, guilt and regret—has entered the sphere of the human.”

(Side note at this point: With all of this in mind, read Dream Hunters [again], and look at all THREE main characters—that includes the onmyōji, not just the monk and the fox.)

And it would be so easy to say, “Well, love killed him then, what’s the fucking point?” Not just the love for his son, but also the love of a maiden who called in her boon (Nuala), the love of a mother for her child (Lyta), the love of a crone for no one but herself (Thessaly).

But we all know that “change or die” was never an “either or”, because it’s an “and both”. And it’s ultimately love, in all its shapes and forms, four times over, that changed him (while it was also part of the death knell, but that’s a complicated one. In any case, it also led to change: To be(come) a new, better, kinder Dream).

Yes, call me romantic or hopeless (although I think that’s the wrong word in this context, because I feel it’s the opposite), I don’t care.

Because that story is about catharsis. And that means Dream is a vessel for our feelings. And the feelings won’t be the same if we change any of this, for better, for worse. Because truthfully: That story is about me. And you. And you.

About allowing love, of whatever kind (this is very clearly not just about romantic love), to change us. And that ultimately means letting go (of control). Just like he did.

Bleurgh, I’m crying. Catharsis 🤣

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ibrithir-was-here · 11 months

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@softest-punk Ok! Here it is xD my best attempt at an 80’s Avon cover (not quite a bodice ripper but I hope it suffices—I would have done a bodice ripper but had to put Orpheus in there too the sweetie and he rather swerved that mood xD )

I tried to incorporate as many visuals as you’d already posted. The suits, the earrings, the settee. And a bit of the Jane Austen cover!

And here’s the back cover with your synopsis:

And the cover without the title and writing

I tried to give it all a vintage/worn sort of feel, like it was a well loved paperback that had been read many times over, just as the actual fic has been :) Thank you for sharing such a beautiful story with all of us!!!

#my art #other people's fic #other people's awesome writing #fic rec #dreamling #dreamling fic #a man of good fortune #dream of the endless #hob gadling #orpheus sandman #Orpheus #abo au #dreamling omegaverse regency au #regency AU #the sandman #sandman #sandman au #romance cover

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the-cloudy-dreamer · 6 months

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Sandtober 2023, Day 21 Children

“As the hours passed the conviction grows that there is no one behind him. Alone, he is alone. He has been the butt of Hades joke” Sandman, Song of Orpheus.

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You didn’t think I would pass the opportunity to do another Orpheus related thing when this prompt is right here, right? Listen my love of Orpheus is no secret and I can’t wait to watch his story on the series! My boy deserves all the love 🖤

( And if you were wondering my go-to reference for Orpheus is Tamino Amir!)

As always thank you @orionsangel86 for all your hard work putting this event together! It’s been so much fun!

#the sandman #the sandman fanart #sandman comics #song of orpheus #orpheus #sandtober2023 #inktober #greek mythology #ancient greek #orpheus sandman #tamino amir #cloudy illustrates

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immacaria · 1 year

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Fluffbruary: February 6 - Trust

Tags: Fluff; A wild appearance of Robyn and Orpheus; Humans AU; College Professor AU; Parent Trap AU; Yes, Robyn and Orpheus are trying to get their dads together; Mediaeval History Professor Hob; Psychology Professor Dream; I’m using my very limited experience on this, be kind; Crack

Please ignore that I am three days late for this one and enjoy Robyn and Orpheus trying to make their dads date. Also, this is for @firemandeanbuck just so you can see that I still write fluff, it just takes longer than the angst.

"Walk, walk, walk, old man," Robyn says behind Hob, pushing him out of the movie theatre with all the force he had. He has been doing this since he was a kid, pushing or pulling Hob with all the force he had in his little, puny arms.

Doesn't mean he is letting his son win any time soon anyway.

"Hey, hey, now, young man, who do you think you are talking with?" Hob says, leaning back against him and bracketing his feet.

"Would you trust me this once, Dad? We are going to lose the freaking cab!" Robyn has turned around, his shoulder replacing his hands as he tries to make him move. "Old man, move!" With all his force, Robyn pushes him and Hob starts to laugh, loud and clear as he stumbles ahead.

The people getting out of the theatre look at them out the side eyes, but Hob doesn't care. His boy is rolling his eyes at him, the smile on his face too much like Eleanor's and his heart is full. Robyn has grown up so much since her death, changed so much and it's so good to see him smiling like this, open and wide, happy.

"I love you, Robyn, you are my pride and joy," he says, his hand coming up to Robyn's cheek.

"Thank you, Dad," he says, voice soft and gentle and Hob knows he knows it's true.

Ever since Eleanor's death, Hob did everything he could, possible and impossible, to make sure Robyn knew he was loved. All the time he could find, he passed with him. School meetings, doctor appointments, all the hobbies.

He tried to do everything he could for his little boy, letting the grief appear only when he was alone. Their kitchen had hidden his tears one too many times until he learned how to live with the hole in chest. Robin, thankfully, turned well, maybe a little bit too much like him but Hob thinks Eleanor would have liked that.

Robyn is in college now, English classics like his mother. He is living at the dormitory, despite their house being only three hours away and Hob going almost every day there because of his classes. Almost every day they see each other at lunch, just to talk or sit together.

"This address, please," Robyn says to the driver, showing the address on his phone the moment they got into the cab.

"Why don't you say the address, boy? Where are you taking me?" Hob says, leaning against the door and lifting an eyebrow.

"It's a surprise, Dad," Robyn says, sitting back down and rolling his eyes at him. Grey eyes stare back at him, one more thing he inherited from his mother, and Hob makes a face at him, pulling his upper lip up and scrounging his nose. A laugh bursts out of both of them when Robyn does the same face, crossing his eyes and shaking his head to the sides.

People tend to say, when they see both of them together, that they do not look like father-son, but rather two friends. Not only because Robyn looks more like Eleanor than like him, but because they apparently joke too much together to truly be father and son. Hob particularly finds that bullshit, it's not because they joke together that there isn't respect between them.

The only one to understand that has been Robyn's roommate's father, Morpheus. Like him, he is a teacher at the college the boys study, one of the big names of the Psychology department. The first time they met was an accident. Robin and him were lunching together when he saw his roommate from far away and called him to sit with them. Morpheus appeared along with him.

After that, there were few occasions when they found each other again. Once when Hob was running from one lecture to another and found the man in the hallway, looking utterly lost, he had to stop to help him. Needless to say that he was late for his second lecture. There was another time where they found each other, but none of them were lost this time.

He liked Morpheus. For the few times they talked, he seemed like a decent guy who loved his son more than anything in this world. More than that, the man was beautiful as fuck, the type to inspire tells and stories about his beauty and eyes.

"How is Auntie Pru?" Robyn says beside him, taking him out of his thoughts.

"Prudence is alright, I think. Didn't see her much this week," Hob shrugs, turning to him. "And you? What have you and Orpheus been up to?"

"Nothing much, studying, planning, plotting. Why didn't you see Auntie Pru these last days? She found a boyfriend?" He asks, both eyebrows up and staring at him with shining eyes.

"That I know of, no, I was just too busy with classes," and thinking about it now, most of his week was spent either in class or talking with Morpheus. "Why do you ask?"

"Oh, look we are here!"

Behind him, the facade of one of the most expensive restaurants in London shines right into Hob's face. There are couples coming in and out, families standing at the side while they wait for the valet to bring their car. All of them are wearing designer clothes, some of which he is sure would cost a year of his salary.

This is not a place they usually go and certainly not one he inured Robyn to frequent. So, why the fuck are they here?

"Err, Robyn? What are we doing here?" He asks as his son climbs out of the car and pays the driver, waving goodbye to him.

"C'mon, Dad, it's a surprise! Trust me on this one!" Robyn says and waves for him to get out of the car.

"Everytime you say that, I get more and more afraid of what you are doing," he is shaking his head, trying to decipher what the hell is his son doing when he hears a voice that gives him goosebumps down his spine.

"Afraid of your own son, Professor Gadling?"

"Of his machinations," he says, looking up to see Morpheus standing between Orpheus and Robyn. His hair is as wild as ever, but his clothes seem more soft and casual than Hob has ever seen him using before.

Orpheus is smiling beside him, waving to him, and Hob feels his eyebrows furrow. There is something wrong here, but he can't point out exactly what it is. He just knows there is something wrong.

"What a coincidence, right, Dad?" Robyn says and Hob squints his eyes at him.

"Yeah, what a coincidence..." he says through his teeth and turns to Morpheus. "What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same thing," Morpheus retorts, a smirk on his face, as he helps him out of the car.

"Oh, then the two of them can have dinner with us! We just arrived," Orpheus says, hands deep on his pocket, and turns to Morpheus with a smile on his face. By the look on Morpheus' face, he is finding this just as strange as Hob.

"If you two are hungry, we wouldn't mind," He says slowly, still looking at him.

"Amazing!" Robyn says and then promptly wraps his arm around Orpheus and turns to the restaurant. They watch as the two of them walk in the restaurant talking with the woman at the front - God, Hob doesn't even know what he should call her - and point to them, saying some thing more and nodding before finally disappearing inside.

"What do you think they are doing?" Hob asks, still watching the restaurant in front of them warily.

"I do not know, but it does seem like they are trying hard to make us spend some time together,"

"Should we tell them that we are seeing each other?" Morpheus shrugs by his side before shaking his head.

"No, let's see how far they can go with this." And after a beat, he adds. "Do you want to have dinner with me?"

"Oh yes!" Hob nods and then follows him up to the restaurant.

Let the kids figure out what they want. They have their own plans.

#my writing #macca writes #fluffbruary #fluffbruary 2023 #dreamling #dream of the endless #orpheus sandman #hob gadling #robyn gadling #robyn gadlen #dreamling nation #dean this is for you #i hope you enjoy it as much as i enjoyed yours #you are amazing dean #you are simply amazing

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