This is basically where I stash all my weird writing and fandom stuff. Feel free to ask or message about anything you see on the blog. she/her | 18+ | Multifandom (eventually) Masterlist | AO3
About the writer/artist: I like to write and paint. My current obsession is Sandman, but I enjoy most fantasy fandoms as well as anime (I think I’m on season seven billion of One Piece right now 🤣). I'm also weird as they come (and awkward, too), so just please ignore my oddball (coughTERRIBLEcough) sense of humor.
On a more personal note, I have PTSD and suffer from severe manic depressive episodes. Writing and art are my most familiar coping mechanisms, and I need them like I need oxygen. Seriously, there were times in my life that knowing I had to finish a story or a piece of art was the only thing stopping me from ending up dead. So, I don't take part in fandom drama. Having my peace and protecting my mental health are very big deals to me, and I won't risk those for anything if I can help it.
As for my writing, it ranges from short one-shots to ridiculously long novel series. I use third person POV (on longer series) as well as second person (on shorter things). I also try to always exclude physical descriptions when writing main character OCs and assign them nicknames to avoid using Y/N. I love to read Y/N fics, but writing them makes me feel like I'm at work. And who actually wants to ever feel like they're at work when they're engaging in a hobby? Definitely not me.
Lastly, there's usually more stuff on my AO3 page than I have listed here, because I forget to post it pretty often. Oops. I'll get around to moving it all over one day. Probably. Maybe.
Feel free to leave an ask if you want or just drop by my DMs. <3
Artwork links are at the bottom of this list, so if you're here for those, that's where they are.
Sandman 'Verse
All the Precious and Fragile Things (so easily do they break)
After banishing his lover from the Dreaming for her betrayal, Morpheus learns that she is pregnant with his child.
And that she’s been captured by a revenge-seeking Alexander Burgess.
What the both of them are unaware of is that this will set in motion a cascade of unfavorable events, causing a chain reaction that threatens the whole of existence itself.
PART I: All of This Past
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
PART II: These Tender, Loving Mercies
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
PART III: When It All Falls Down
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
PART IV: The Dark of War
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Epilogue
Sometimes He's Sweet
Morpheus hates the holidays.
As excited as she seems to experience the mortal holiday, he's… less so. Much less so. With the entire collective unconscious contained within him, this time of year can be wholly overwhelming, a miasma of too much red and green, too much worry, too much loneliness, too much excitement, too many similarly themed dreams, too many similarly themed nightmares, and far far too many holiday songs. It all bleeds out from the collective unconscious into his own mind, sticks there like weeping sap to a tree until he feels half-mad with the unrelenting presence of it, with his inability to get free from its cloying trespass upon his very being.
This is just a little sweet fluff for the holiday season. It takes place between chapters 19 and 20 of "All the Precious and Fragile Things". No spoilers here if you've read that far!
The Dog Debacle (or how best to sneak a dragon into the dreaming)
Morpheus' daughter gets a new dog.
Well..... kind of.
That Familiar Feeling of Family (or how Hob Gadling ended up as an uncle to his stranger's oftentimes feral children)
It's a pretty universally known thing that families are just strange. As Hob is quickly figuring out, however, this little fact is magnified by AT LEAST a billion when the family in question is Endless.
(A lighthearted story in which Hob Gadling finds out his stranger has married, makes friends with a homicidal maniac/ruler, and manages to become an exemplary uncle to a pack of magically mischievous children. Really, now all he has to do is convince everyone to stop calling his and Dream's weekly meetups "playdates", and then his life would be practically perfect.)
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
The Maker, the Muse, and the Sundered Song
In his temple, what remains of Orpheus waits in trepidation. Something is changing. Something that he knows might alter the very fabric of the world as he understands it.
Finally freed from captivity, Calliope struggles to make any meaningful changes to the laws that saw her bound and taken in the first place. When the strange woman appears on Mount Parnassus and offers help, Calliope knows she would be a fool not to accept it. Even if she thinks that she's being lied to.
Meanwhile in the peace of the Dreaming, Morpheus grapples with guilt over his son's fate. As he basks in the love of his new children, he can't help but to regret his own failings where Orpheus is concerned.
And as for May, she's really just got a job to do. And her own traumatic issues to deal with. And if it's all hella awkward because she's having to work alongside her husband's ex-wife, she'll see it done anyway. There's even the small possibility that she might eventually admit to Calliope the truth about her identity. That is if she can ever actually work up the courage to say it aloud.
Chapter 1
Nothing in This Closet but Boots and a Boy
Morpheus is wildly protective of his daughter.
That's probably bad for the boy in said daughter's closet.
AU's and Other Stuff in the Sandman 'Verse
Of Exes, Hellhounds, and Waffle Fries
Morpheus shows up to rescue the woman he probably loves (though he won't admit it) from hellhounds and ends up getting roped into helping with her family. This is one of those extras that doesn't fit into the main story, but it's fun, so I'm posting it.
The Bizarre Breeding Habits of Anthropomorphic Personifications
It's a tale as old as time.
Two idiots fall in love. Two idiots fall out of love.
Neither one of them is expecting a baby to come along and derail their unhappily ever after.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Original Fanart
I like to play around with different styles and to try new things with my artwork. Sometimes it works. Sometimes it doesn't. I'm still learning, and I am so far from being a professional that it's laughable. But I only post things that I think look decent or that I think others might enjoy.
The Lover's Argument (Morpheus x oc)
Oneiros (Morpheus in Grecian garb)
Because I could not stop for Death, she kindly stopped for me... (Regency era Dream and Death)
After reading the wonderful 'All the Precious and Fragile Things' by the super talented @alteon77 (Chapter 1 it can be found here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/42526941/chapters/106815246 ) I couldn't help but sketch one of the cutest moments of lil Aurora Cos-Playing as her ?second... maybe third favorite Uncle Destiny. Her favorite Uncle Viigo in the background frantically trying to explain at least he 'stopped at chaining the book to her...'
Not me over here dying after that teaser trailer. I was so inspired, I dug this up out of my drafts and actually finished it.
I've got a few other things already done and ready to go, but I just haven't gotten around to posting them yet. Because apparently I'm great about getting things finished but absolute rubbish at getting them posted. 😜
Anyway, made in Procreate. I'll probably add some more shading to the chest later on.
Hiii! Once you get this, you have to say five things you like about yourself, publicly. Then you have to send this to ten of your favourite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool !
<3
Hii, and oh dear jksjs. Let's see:
1. My eyes
2. Lips
3. Creativity
4. My voice
5. My adaptability to environments despite my introversion ~
Imma tag some of em since some don't have the asks enabled :') but I appreciate em soo much even though we don't talk that often ❤️
Alliteration is the absolute best. I don't care what anyone says. I will kneel at the altar of its magnificence forever.
And following the time when forever is finished, I will forgo an afterlife in favor of haunting that altar, dauntless in my devotion. I will remain a wretched wraith, woeful while I whisper words of worship, determinedly devout despite the dolefulness of my demise, undying in my dedication to this literary device that disregards destruction.
😋 Sorry, Peaches. I couldn't resist. 😂 Hope it made you laugh a little (or a lot <3). Maybe even just a fondly exasperated smile?
But seriously, alliteration is awesome. I'm a big fan, too. I mean, obviously... 😅
Thought I’d do a fic masterlist for my Death of the Endless fics!
Anya meets Death—this particular chapter from my Spy x Family x Sandman crossover (Anya is a very cute little telepath with a spy and an assassin for parents.)
Velma’s Close Call—from my Scooby Doo x Sandman crossover series. It’s a fishbowl rescue, so to speak, where Death was the one summoned.
Eldritch Horrors and the Chaos Gremlin — Lucienne tries her hand at matchmaking. It works. My attempt at ConstantDeath.
Death is not Easy to Cheat—my most angsty fic, in which Lyta is briefly a zombie.
Endless Family Trick-or-Treating—she gets to be so cute!
Death is not for Everyone—Hob and Johanna “facilitate” Rose meeting her Aunty Death (ch 3 of Walking with the Endless, in which Rose and Jed meet their new extended family)
Minus One—Jed meets Aunty Death during math class (ch 5 of Walking with the Endless)
WIP: deathzee for @milfzatannaz (check out her art), I’m just waiting on some Zatanna comics to come in at the library so I can get her at least a bit right!
Send me Death of the Endless prompts at my side blog @lucienne-my-beloved this week!
But how many people dismiss "sensory overwhelm" in adults? I have personally experienced it so often that I just don't even bother to explain it to people anymore.
And these patterns of reporting injury or pain and being ignored are not just for children. They're usually reinforced if you're an adult female. Statistics show that women's symptoms are often not taken seriously by male doctors, so we're forced to repeat the same terrible dilemma throughout adulthood. Tell someone (the individual we are supposed to approach with this sort of thing) that we're hurting, and we are treated like we're not. Add ANY kind of mental illness on top of that, and our hopes for receiving adequate medical care become about as likely as seeing unicorns frolicking in a restaurant parking lot.
Because I could not stop for Death, she kindly stopped for me...
This is what happens when I watch Bridgerton and Sandman back to back.
Made in Procreate. Loving that program. Seriously. No background here because I just didn't have the spoons for it. Title comes from the Emily Dickinson poem “Because I could not stop for Death”, but I changed the “he” in the next line to “she”.
Comic style Death and her parasol. I couldn't resist. This is just a little, quick(ish) something I did in Procreate. No background again, because my spoons... They are no longer with me.
Shout out to all the Black ppl that can no longer participate directly in the fandom they love because of the stresses of racism 👍🏾 you contain multitudes of value and I'm sorry that the color of your skin and the power of your voice makes people not want to acknowledge that.
Because I could not stop for Death, she kindly stopped for me...
By “kindly”, of course, I mean to say that she has been rather rude concerning her own decision to seek me out. Upon locating me, she chastised my benevolence in feeding the local pigeons of this park before she accused me of brooding.
Brooding? Me? It was an outlandish assumption on her part that I took issue with, though my protests were inevitably for naught. She seemed to not care for whatever I might say in my defense.
Lastly- but perhaps most troubling of all- she has now pestered me into taking a walkabout with her. Family is always difficult, but I find her insistence particularly tedious this day. Apparently, for some reason I can scarcely understand, she believes me to be lonely.
-Dream's POV on having an older sibling that forces him to be sociable and get sunshine.
Nobody, and I mean nobody, can convince me his journal entries wouldn't all be like this. 😂 Also, this is what happens when I watch Bridgerton and Sandman back to back.
Made in Procreate. Loving that program. Seriously. No background here because I just didn't have the spoons for it. Title comes from the Emily Dickinson poem “Because I could not stop for Death”, but I changed the “he” in the next line to “she”.
Eros: Married to Dream of the Endless, you find yourself sent back in time to Ancient Greece where you, unfortunately, meet Oneiros. Fresh off a divorce and drowning the sorrows of his son's death by indulging in the Panathenaia, you find yourself trapped beneath the lustful gaze of your future husband. In your defense, he seduced you first…
Overall Warnings: Filthy Explicit Material, Explicit Language, Time Travel, Morpheus getting jealous of his past self, Hoe!Dream, DILF!Dream, Seduction at its finest.
To Note: Morpheus x Wife!Reader, Time Travel, Oneiros is used for AncientGreek!Morpheus.
