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The Moon shines brightest in my dreams Masterlist [Ongoing]
Chapter One: Here in the darkness
Chapter Two: Endless, meet Goddess
Chapter Three: The sands of time
Chapter Four: The realm of the Dreaming
Chapter Five: Gregory the gargoyle
Chapter Six: Demons are a girls best enemy
Chapter Seven: A new familiar
Chapter Eight: Sweet dreams are made of this
Chapter Nine: Old loves, even older enemies
Chapter Ten: The oldest game
Chapter Eleven: The end of one journey, the beginning of another
Chapter Twelve: Dreams and nightmares
Chapter Thirteen: Finding the key
Chapter Fourteen: Knives out
Chapter Fifteen: Delayed no longer [NSFW]
Chapter Sixteen: Stop being such a sulky Sandman
Chapter Seventeen: Psychopomp in training
Chapter Eighteen: The tale of Hob Gadling
Chapter Nineteen: Revelations of Bacchus and Gadling[NSFW]
Chapter Twenty: A sun gods prophecy and the Ex-husbands pleas
Chapter Twenty One: The Dream vortex cometh
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Dream is literally me in every social gatherings minus the relationship part.... cause I’m single as fuck..
To Hopes and Dreams to Come
Dream of the Endless x Reader (OFC) 2k Words Writing Masterlist Summary: New Year’s Eve at the New Inn
I smiled into my glass, watching the increasing tick in Morpheus’ brow grow as the usual New Inn bartender, George, attempted to lightly tease him and get him to break from his usual red wine to try one of the new craft brews they’d just got in. The bartender had seen him around enough times and knew he was a friend of Hob’s, so he obviously felt like he could joke with the being. It wasn’t going well.
“You’re going to have to find a new bartender if you don’t go save him,” I snickered to Hob beside me who was opening a box of noise makers and party hats to pass around. It seemed to be his general party box that he stuffed everything into, spotting Valentine’s décor and tropical flowers underneath them all.
The immortal, whose head was halfway buried in, quickly looked up from what he was doing and cursed, “Aw shit, not George. He’s a good one-”
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