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Hob: “Haven’t I seen you before?”
Dream: “I don’t know, what century are we talking about?”
*Hob and Dream giggle quietly to themselves*
Death, watching from afar: “What are they doing?”
Desire, watching with her: “...Flirting” 🙄
Sibling bonding time
(Dream and Desire making a wet dream)
Desire with untamed hair and a red suit, what's not to love?
*plays Love Me by The 1975 loudly*
Had this idea in my head for a while.
Dream, just do what I do. Have the “just survive this presentation and then breakdown afterwards” mindset. It really helps.
It's a presentation to the whole Dreaming. Desire is telling everyone about new arrivals.
Had this idea in my head for a while.
Dream, just do what I do. Have the “just survive this presentation and then breakdown afterwards” mindset. It really helps.
Ok, so you know how Death doesn't need to introduce herself because when mortals look closely, they sense it?
Here are my headcanons:
Dream: The more you look at him, the less he makes sense. Looking at Dream too closely feels like a memory from your childhood so old and faded you can barely tell if you dreamed it or lived it. Looking deeper, you might notice him slightly flicker, as if his entire form is made of innumerous flickering grains of sand. It's common to see stars in his eyes, and hear a slight echo in his voice. When he leaves, you may wonder if he was actually real.
Desire: If you look to closely at Desire, you might forget there's such thing as a sexual orientation. Yes, you might want to f*ck them. If you're ace, you'll want to touch them as well. Their hair and skin look way too perfect, you just need to feel the texture. Children often ask to play with Desire. Sometimes Desire does play with them. Desire likes how easy it is to make them laugh or cry.
Despair: Looking at Despair gives you that feeling deep in your guts that a tragedy is about to happen. It brings vague discomfort you can't identify or stop.
After you stare for a while, the blood flowing through your veins, the movement of your lungs and the constant beating of your heart may start to deeply disturb you. You may want to rip off your own hair, skin, guts or other internal organs. Your body may feel like torture, and your existence like a cage. If you notice any of these symptoms, please look away while you still can.
DeLiRiuM: If you look closely at Delirium, you'll see her limbs grow more and more out of proportion. You might see her hair growing. You might see her hair shrinking. Your thoughts might vanish completely, or they might run too fast for you to understand. Her words only make sense until a second after she said them. After that, if you try to remember what she said, you'll only get gibberish, vague feelings and a lot of colors.
I just had to draw them in that cat suit.
Vertigo; Winter's Edge #1: The Flowers of Romance
by Neil Gaiman (W.): John Bolton (A.) and Todd Klein (L.)
Cover by Brian Bolland
DC/Vertigo
Bruh, great minds think alike 😜 yours looks better though-
Sandman&Fashion
Inspo: JK Love heart suit by Joshua Kane
Dream | The Corinthian
Dream of the bitterness
thinking about... Dream telling Desire to stay away from Hob. Telling them that he'll forget they're family if they hurt Hob or mess with him somehow. Not because Desire has done anything to Hob in almost 700 years he's been alive, but just in case. Because Dream loves Hob, actually, he loves him so much he won't say a word about it because obviously Hob would never be interested and besides Dream's love is ruin yadda yadda so he'll be damned if Desire is the one to bring about Hob's doom just because Dream was clear enough that Hob is off-limits.
Desire just... shudders in disgust and is like. No. Don't worry, not going anywhere near that one. Never been, never gonna. Not happening, thank you very much.
And Dream is just completely befuddled because Desire sounds... actually 100% honest? So Dream replies with the most confused and high-key offended "Why???", because why wouldn't Desire mess with Hob? Can't they see that Dream loves him desperately? can't they see that Hob is fucking perfect, actually, and he's Dream's best friend and Dream's whole world can't revolve around him but it's a close thing? how dare they not consider Hob worthy of being messed with?
(yes, Dream is so caught up on being offended that Desire doesn't seem to see how important and perfect Hob is that he doesn't realize that Desire being uninterested is ideal and literally Dream's desired outcome)
So Desire explains that they literally couldn't stand being in the same room as Hob. Ugh. Just perceiving him, his desires, his heart is vomit-inducing. Hob tastes of unconditional devotion to Dream. He reeks of pure unbridled scorching-hot lust for Dream. His heart has a Dream-shaped hole in it and has Dream's name written all over it. He desires the tiniest scrap of Dream's attention with the same intensity he desires Dream's hand in marriage. He'd be great if he were just greedy for life and food and drink and sex but nooo, he takes those just enough for granted these days that he desires nothing but Dream's company, Dream's smiles, Dream's touch, Dream in his home, Dream in his dreams, Dream's lips and the feel of Dream's hair and the smell of Dream's skin and the taste of Dream's- listen, it's just Dream Dream Dream in that guy's head all day every day and Desire. can't. stand it. It's not the too much desiring that's the problem, it's the too much desiring Dream that is. Desire WISHES they could just cut Hob off from their realm so they could stop feeling it, but they can't!
Anyway, this is how Dream finds out Hob loves him, and he has to excuse himself immediately to process the double delight of "he loves me back" and "this very fact makes Desire's existence absolutely wretched"
Of course, Desire's existence is about to become even more miserable as Dream satisfying some of Hob's desires is like a dam breaking open, if he wanted Dream when he thought it would never happen then watch Hob want him now that it's within his grasp. Desire never knows peace again.
Do you think Desire ever gets so fed up that they go to Dream like, “My least favorite idiot of a sibling, that golden retriever of a man from the tavern literally wants you so bad it’s embarassing.” And Dream’s just like ?????
everyone upon seeing dream:
Death makes a little badge that says 'Drama of the Endless'. Dream and Desire literally fight to the death over it
This is a call-out to the sandman gang
I NEED FICS 😤
Specifically: silly little fics about the endless gang just being a dysfunctional family to make my simplistic brain happy :)
The more chaotic the better
Here’s a crappily drawn desire (mason edition), as payment :) Update: 22/11/23: I've seen some good reccomendations! and i've already read alot of them, so, if you have more suggestions, keep em coming. :3
Sandtober2023 - 6. Golden ✨
„Love belongs to desire, and desire is always cruel.“ - Morpheus
Artwork event initiated by @orionsangel86
Endless
You could hurt me
Leave me
End me
And I'd still follow you
I'd let you beat me
Kill me
And play me
For the rest of my life
If it meant I got to be with you
For eternity.
I'd go through hell if it meant
You'd hug me
Kiss me
Swooned me
Or smothered me
I can't promise forever but I promise I'll find you
In land and sea
In dirt and air
In good and bad
In peace and war
In life and death
Because you are my everything
Even if I'm nothing to you.
Okay okay hear me out:
The only two reasonable explanations for why Desire did not try and fuck around with hob gadling while dream was in the fishbowl are either:
1. Desire doesn't know who hob is, which, considering hob & dream's six centuries of slowburn centennial dating and Desire periodically checking up on dream so they can enact Plans Of A Devious Nature, seems unlikely
OR
2. Other supernatural/eldritch/indescribable beings have Tried It before with Hob Gadling and Dream's response was so intensely, catastrophically horrifying that everyone, including Desire, knows to leave the weird immortal English man to his business. Yeah, they know he's Just A Guy. Yes, he is, in fact, pathetically, almost insultingly easy to kidnap or hurt or ransom or what have you. DO NOT.