A blog to celebrate femslash content for The Sandman!! Mods are Honey (@honeyteacakes) and Sunbreak (@two-hands-toward-the-sun). Blog navigation can be found here.
And that’s a wrap on Sandman Femslash Weekend 2023!
WOW. We were absolutely blown away by the creativity and talent of all of you, and we can’t thank you enough for your participation in this event!!! We hope you all had as wonderful a time as we did over the past three days. Being able to share joy for these characters has warmed our hearts.
The event may be over, but this blog isn’t going anywhere! We’re going to continue to reblog posts from this fandom and try to make a space for all the femslash appreciation. Please feel free to tag us if there’s anything you’d like us to see and share. We’re going to be cheering on femslash all year round!
Looking forward, the mods also hope to be able to arrange another event for Femslash February in 2024! Hopefully, we’ll be able to share lovely creations with all of you then.
Introducing the Sandman Rarepair Fest, Sep. 13-16, 2024!
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ABOUT!
Hello, Sandman fans! This is a small event to celebrate pairings which often don't get central stage: rarepairs!
What's a rarepair? We have defined "rarepair" as ships and pairings with under 200 works on AO3 as qualifying. We know fandom takes place here and on other sites as well, but it's a solid metric to go by!
Types of fanworks: We will be accepting fanworks such as fanfiction, fanart, podfics, fanvids, playlists, moodboards, filk, and rec lists for the event. There are no content restrictions: ship and let ship.
The rules, FAQ, posting guidelines, etc: We will be tracking the tag "sandman rarepair fest," accepting submissions, and have an AO3 Collection! Additional rules, minimum content requirements, posting guidelines to be reblogged by us on Tumblr, and an FAQ are available here.
Your mods for this event are Meadow ( @meadowziplines ), Karalyn ( @karalynlovescake ) and Readertee.
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PROMPTS: Choose one or more for each day!
Fri, Sep. 13: Hurt/Comfort | Rivals or Enemies to Lovers | Polyamory | Emotional Sex
Hi! We were wondering if you are going to do femslash weekend again this year! I was looking over my fics from last year’s and it was so much fun to write them!
Hi Tryan! Thanks for the ask and I’m so thrilled you had so much fun :D
I can’t speak for Mod Honey, but personally my motivation to create Sandman-related works has taken a huge hit since the recent allegations against Neil Gaiman. My heart isn’t really in it to run the event again, so if Sandman Femslash Weekend 2024 does happen, unfortunately I won’t be returning in a mod capacity.
I know we tend to (understandably so) focus on the “you look gorgeous, Gault” moment when we look for a basis for a deeper relationship between Lucienne and Gault, but actually the scene that sticks out to me the most in that regard is when Dream banishes Gault.
We see how defensive Lucienne can get about Dream when she and Corinthian encounter each other at the end of "Imperfect Hosts," but there's absolutely no hint of any similar animosity when Lucienne addresses Gault in this scene
and as Lucienne watches Gault and Dream argue with each other, I'd say she looks...quietly distressed, like it pains her to watch these two particular people go head to head.
It would also make this scene more upsetting for Gault herself, since Lucienne--a former friend or lover--seemed to be siding with Dream instead of her, and of course Gault wasn't present to see Lucienne later stick up for her.
Then there's the way Lucienne disagrees with Dream's decision to banish Gault and directly tells him so. That can definitely be chalked up to just Lucienne's innate moral compass, but it would add an extra dimension to that conversation if Lucienne and Gault actually were close at one point.
Following up on Day 1’s headcanon, @ml-nolan and I came up with a rivals-to-lovers Gaulcienne murder mystery botany AU. Lucienne breeds rare iris flowers and enters them into contests. Gault is one of her fierce rivals, she breeds magnolias. Gault thinks Lucienne is just some rich brat trying to show off (she’s not, Morpheus is just rich and funds their shared hobby) and Lucienne thinks Gault’s just mean. The Corinthian is an avid cactus breeder. The Constantines’ pride and joy are their 500 year old roses. Cain gets mad at his brother Abel and murders him with his own belladonnas, but tries to frame the Corinthian for it.
Obviously this all takes place in the middle of the summer in the great outdoors (can you tell I'm missing the warm weather???)
tagging my beloved @tryan-a-bex for gaulcienne content this time around!
36 or 37 for the smut prompts for Lucienne/Gault? 👀👀👀
37. A is usually reserved when it comes to intimacy and emotions. When in public, B does something that breaks A. A pulls B close and whispers to them: "I need you. Now." || AO3 Link Here
This is 100000000000% one of my favorite dynamics absolutely feral for this aposdkapodkaso. It's not a birthday celebration without femslash, and this is nothing but pure, horny filth, with Lucienne losing control of all of her senses because of Gault. Enjoy ❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥
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Of all the places one would have expected to lose their grip on proper behavior in public, Lucienne had put summer carnival at the very bottom of her list. Hell, she didn’t even have a list, because years of handling Morpheus’s public affairs had ensured that she almost always had to be the put together one out of the two of them. Even today, on her day off for a date with Gault, Lucienne was always carefully aware of her surroundings, of the people who looked a little too long at the two of them, of all the potential places for photographers and tabloid journalists could hide, despite the lack of her famous employer's presence.
All of Lucienne’s carefully crafted masks go right out the window when Gault slams the hammer into the strongman machine, careening the puck so hard into the top of the tower that the ground shakes with how loud the bell rings.
There’s a moment of stunned silence, the only noise in the air being the echoing reverb from the machine. Then, almost all at once, a giant round of applause and cheering breaks out around them. The strongman attendant is stuttering half in awe, half in fear, as he leads Gault to the array of comically large stuffed animals for her prize. Gault grins mischievously at Lucienne every few moments, and were she thinking more clearly, Lucienne would be more wary of that look, because it surely meant Gault would pick the most obnoxious prize possible and find a way to place it on Lucienne’s desk come Monday morning.
As it was, however, Lucienne only had one goal in mind, and it was to get them both out of the public eye immediately.
Gault was Morpheus’s bodyguard. She was strong, and incredibly capable, Lucienne knew this. She’d interviewed Gault herself and taken an active part in the hiring process. She knew the woman could pick up Morpheus with one arm and carry him over her shoulder over long distances, that her strength was a defining feature to why she was hired. And yet. And yet. Lucienne felt that she had never truly appreciated just how strong Gault was until just this moment. And she needed to do something about it right now, or she’d go mad.
“Luce?” Gault asks as she approaches her, a gigantic rainbow-colored unicorn in her arms. “What do you think of this one?”
Lucienne’s tongue feels like a leaden weight in her mouth. How was it that Gault could look so unfairly attractive carrying such an obnoxious looking thing?
“Luce?” Gault asks, her tone now unsure and concern flitting across her face. Her beautiful, gorgeous face that Lucienne needed to kiss right now.
“Toilets,” Lucienne says instead, finally finding her voice. “I uhm—we need to head to the restrooms. Now.”
Gault raises an incredulous eyebrow, but her shoulders also stiffen the slightest bit, her posture suddenly serious. Lucienne feels a bit bad for alarming her girlfriend, but she’s fairly certain she’ll be forgiven once they’re in private.
It’s a bit of a task to find a restroom that isn’t portable, and it’s blessedly so far out of the way of the hustle and bustle of the fair that they’re alone when they enter, much to Lucienne’s relief. She locks the door behind her for extra insurance, even though she’s fairly confident they won’t be disturbed this far away from the fairground.
“Luce, what—?” Gault starts, but she’s cut off by Lucienne pushing her up against the wall closest to the door and kissing her senseless. She lets out a soft gasp and nearly drops the unicorn. Lucienne spares her a few moments to place both the stuffed animal and their bags on the counters by the sinks, before she pushes the other woman up against the wall again.
“What the hell’s gotten into you Luce?” Gault gasps in-between kisses, giggling now.
“I need you,” Lucienne pants before she removes her fogging glasses and tosses them carelessly next to their bags, “to put your hands on me and in me. Right now.”
Gault barks out a laugh, and Lucienne shushes her first with her palm, then her mouth.
“Be quiet,” Lucienne orders. “Do you want to get caught?”
“Oh please, no one in their right minds would come out this far,” Gault replies, grinning like a cat that’s just caught the canary. “Liked the way I used my strength back there, did you?” she asks, trailing a hand down to undo the button on Lucienne’s trousers.
“Perhaps,” Lucienne answers, her own hands finding their way just beneath the other woman’s shirt. Gault’s skin is so warm beneath her palms. “Perhaps I want you to ring my own bell instead.”
“Fuck Luce,” Gault curses, and then Lucienne’s trousers and panties are yanked down in one fluid motion, pooling at her ankles. The act was its own show of strength, which sends even more heat between Lucienne’s legs.
Lucienne yelps as she’s then lifted off the floor, her feet slipping out of her shoes and trousers easily, and then she’s the one pinned to the bathroom wall instead of Gault, her thighs propped up over the other woman’s arms.
“Oh,” Lucienne gasps as Gault’s fingers trail along her folds, already dripping wet with her desire. She moans as the other woman thumbs at her clit, then slips two fingers easily inside her. Gault has never had her in this position before and Lucienne is quickly realizing this has been a complete oversight in their sex life.
“You really like that, huh?” Gault whispers huskily into her ear, before she licks a teasing stripe along the shell of it. Lucienne’s always been sensitive about her ears, she’d been teased for their unusual shape as a child, but Gault loved them, and always made sure to lavish upon them.
“Yes, oh god, yes, right there,” Lucienne moans as Gault’s fingers find that one sensitive spot inside her, her thumb only pressing gently against her clit now. She ruts her hips against Gault’s fingers, chasing her pleasure higher, higher. Gault seems to know when she’s close, because her thumb suddenly resumes its assault on her clit, and Lucienne has to bite into her own hand to muffle a scream as her orgasm crashes into her.
“Fuck,” Lucienne moans when he feels her mind returning to her body.
“Fuck, indeed, I need to take you to carnivals more often,” Gault laughs, before she gently places Lucienne on the countertop. She bends to pick up her panties and trousers, then hands them to Lucienne with a wicked smirk on her face. Lucienne is too blissed out to care.
“No carnivals necessary,” she says instead as she places her glasses back on her face. “But, if you’re willing, I can show you just how much I appreciated your show of strength at home.”
Gault grins and picks up the unicorn. “Let’s get out of here then.”
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A few weeks later, Morpheus receives a package with a carnival sized stuffed black cat inside of it. The attached note card has a photo of Lucienne and Gault smiling in front of…a strongman machine? Both of them are holding up the cat, which Morpheus now realizes has a frown stitched onto its face.
His name is Meowpheus is the only thing the card says.
Oh I’m FOREVER weak at the knees for a good forehead touch…could I please get the prompt “pressing their foreheads together” for a Lucienne or Calliope pairing of your choice? Doesn’t have to be romantic either! Thank you <3
First Flight (2340 words) by Korzhel
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Sandman (TV 2022), The Sandman (Comics)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Gault/Lucien | Lucienne (The Sandman), Dream of the Endless | Morpheus & Gault, Gault & Jed Walker, Dream of the Endless | Morpheus & Lucien | Lucienne
Characters: Gault (The Sandman), Lucien | Lucienne (The Sandman), Dream of the Endless, Dream of the Endless | Morpheus
Additional Tags: Getting Together, Prompt Fic, Requited Love, Mutual Pining, Gault's complex relationship with identity, Gault's complicated relationship with Dream, The Dreaming Realm (The Sandman), Post-Season/Series 01, introspective, Forehead Touching, Kissing, bittersweet but happy ending, Canon Compliant, and minimal spoilers, somewhat of a character study
Summary:
The last time Gault saw Lucienne she stole a kiss.
Sorry it took a while to finish! This really grew from the initial prompt and I really hope you enjoy it <3 thank you so much for the prompt!
I have not provided additional cw’s beyond what is in the summary; please check work tags before reading.
Feel free to tag in authors whose Tumblr handles I don’t know!
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[G] New Dreams, New Age by AlphaScorpiixx (1k) (Gault/Lucienne): Gault. Lucienne had spoken true to Dream. She never trusted the shapeshifter Gault. Dream had agreed with her, claiming it wasn’t the nightmare’s nature to be trustworthy. Now, with Dream about to pronounce his punishment on her, Lucienne couldn’t stop staring at the expressions on Gault’s face.
[G] Trials of a Shapeshifter in Love by tryan_a_bex (1.9k) (Gault/Lucienne): “Lucienne has been working so hard lately,” Gault explained to the Dream King’s head cook. “I’d like to do something nice for her. I was thinking a surprise romantic dinner over candlelight in the library.”
[G] todas tus luces (all your lights) by marveling_under_an_open_sky (@two-hands-toward-the-sun) (1.2k) (Gault/Calliope): Calliope had always seen people’s creations as facets of their own selves, was drawn to people according to the work of their hands and hearts. And Gault created beautiful, powerful things for the dreamers she held so dear.
*lovingly yeets another femslash rarepair into the pile*
[T] our place in the sun by marveling_under_an_open_sky/(@two-hands-toward-the-sun) (1.6k) (Calliope/Lucienne): “Oh, my love.” Laughter bubbled out of Lucienne’s throat, and she felt so light; no, she amended to herself, she felt heavy with the weight of the woman she loved and who loved her, and it was glorious.
Calliope planted her hands into the mattress on either side of Lucienne’s torso and lifted herself up a little to look down at her, eyes sparkling. The fabric of her pyjamas was soft against Lucienne’s front. Calliope leant down, hair tumbling over her shoulders, and tasted Lucienne’s mirth with her own mouth, savouring it like it was honey, like it was the finest dessert at a queen’s royal table.
I LOVE THESE TWO SO MUCH OKAY
[T] Flirting with Death by honeyteacakes/@honeyteacakes (5.6k) (Death/Johanna): “Strange,” the woman replied, looking at Johanna thoughtfully. “Normally I don’t meet people until they’re ready to leave with me, but you’ve got time yet.”
“Might be less time than you think. Mind phoning an ambulance, love?”
Johanna keeps getting her ass kicked. Coincidentally, she keeps running into the same beautiful woman. Those things probably aren’t related, right?
(Recommended for those who want to see Johanna be a pathetic little meow-meow and for those who think Kirby Howell-Baptiste might be one of the most beautiful women alive.)
[T] Birds and Bees in the Belfry by Karalyn/@karalynlovescake (1.3k) (Delirium of the Endless/Poison Ivy/Harley Quinn): When you're in an odd three-way relationship with the anthropomorphic personification of delight and delirium, you don’t get to choose your own pet names.
[M] Starts and Stops by goblininawig (11.5k) (Calliope/Johanna): Constantine just wanted to be paid, not to get involved with a mythical entity. Calliope just wanted to be free, not to fall in love again. But that's exactly what happened.
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[E] Right Hand Ladies by Karalyn (2.1k) (Lucienne/Mazikeen): While waiting for their respective bosses to finish their “meeting of state” (a thinly veiled excuse for them to hook up,) Lucienne and Mazikeen commiserate about their jobs, their respective lords, and find an enjoyable way to pass the time.
[E] Sea Change by Cafephile (3.1k) (Gault/Lucienne): "What brings you here, Gault? Not that I am not glad of your company," Lucienne hastens to add because it is true, and she would not want the dream to feel unwelcome.
"Are you?" Gault asks. "You never seemed to like me much before."
Gault visits Lucienne in the library to clear the air. They end up doing far more than that.
[E] East of everywhere is Hell (7.6k) (Ric the Vic/Johanna): Written for the Sandman Femslash Weekend prompt: Meet-Ugly
The day Erica Patel (Ric to everyone except official bureaucracies) learned that, contrary to every rational instinct she had, demons were in fact real and able to possess people, was unfortunately also the day she met Johanna Constantine. At the moment it was a tossup which part made the day worse.
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(the 10 other fandoms fic rec list is still coming)
also check out the whole sandman femslash weekend collection on ao3 and the tumblr blog dedicated to sandman femslash, @sandmanfemslashfans!
so, i put together a prompt list for femslash february all from works by various queer, woman-loving artists, but then i got insecure about it and didn’t post it, and THEN miss chapman’s grammy performance happened and destroyed my brain. so i rehauled that original post idea and now we have this!
tracy chapman lyric prompts <3
1. “i’d like to live as if only love mattered” — at this point in my life
2. “deep in this love no man can shake” — for my lover
3. “i’d climb a mountain if i had to, and risk my life so i could have you” — for my lover
4. “if there’s one thing to remember, don’t forget that these are open arms” — open arms
5. “it’s just a theory but i would stake my life, lay my money down, that you were meant for me” — a theory
6. “i make a fool of myself in matters of the heart” — matters of the heart
7. “say you’ll hold a place for me in your heart” — the promise
8. “i place my faith in love, my fate in this communion” — wedding song
9. “if this be obsession, deliver me” — devotion
10. “all my ghosts they find me, like my past they think they own me” — bridges
11. “i’ll find my way back to you (please say you’ll be waiting)” — the promise
12. “i just want someone to hold me and rock me through the night” — give me one reason
13. “let me be tempted, let me be torn” — in the dark
14. “you love to play with fire (and i like it when you play with me)” — you’re the one
15. “i’ve got a red hot heart (if the talk is true yours is the same)” — smoke and ashes
16. “if time is what you need, baby i’ll stop the clocks” — open arms
17. “that old flame has cooled (but i’m burning for you)” — don’t dwell
19. “you can be pretty and tragic. i’ll try to keep the walls from falling down” — it’s ok
20. “almost saved you and myself” — almost
21. “what if i can’t break free of my devotion?” — devotion
22. “just one more kiss before the tears come” — almost
23. “if you’re looking for a villain, go on; assume the role” — the love that you had
24. “i’d save a little love for myself, enough for my heart to mend” — be careful of my heart
25. “she will find her place in the sun” — she’s got her ticket
26. “leave tonight or live and die this way” — fast car
intended for use for gen works featuring female characters or femslash <3 please feel free to tag me in anything you make; i’d love to know if this list was helpful for anyone
Title: To Lie at Your Altar
Fandom: The Sandman (TV)
Relationship: Johanna Constantine/Rachel Moodie
Author: ourswordsmeandeath
Rating: Explicit
Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Additional Tags: Facesitting, Cunnilingus
Words: 540
Summary:
There is no other place she would rather be.
OMG Gaultcienne 17 or 21 for the soft prompts, please?
YEEEES—Happy New Year, LFG!
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21. this is a very long hug now sort of hug
The prickle on the back of her neck tells Lucienne that there is a nightmare in the Library of the Dreaming. The sensation does not frighten her, not anymore, but it does deliver a feeling of unease. But nightmares need assistance in the library just as anyone else might, and one nightmare has been visiting more commonly as of late.
Lucienne navigates to a section of the library overshadowed by a towering cumulonimbus cloud. When she reaches the mouth of the row, sure enough, Gault is there studying the spines.
"Can I help you find something, Gault?"
Gault start, a skinny lightning bolt shooting out toward Lucienne. Seamlessly, Lucienne dodges it. Nothing to take personally.
"Oh, I'm so sorry," Gault says, face lighting up her stormy face with highlights of peach and lavender.
If a thunder cloud could be demure, if the spitting clouds of an atmospheric river could be sweet, this is how they would look. Lucienne tries to ignore the tightness in her chest at the sight.
"I am just looking for… well, you know…"
Lucienne does know. This is not Gault's first furtive visit to the Library in the past few months.
"Well then, you are in the wrong place for that. Come along."
Lucienne turns, not bothering to see if Gault is following. She can feel Gault behind her, as if she were being pursued by a malevolent sky entity. But she knows Gault cannot help that, cannot help the way her presence brings a sense of cosmic foreboding, so she is not afraid.
They cross to the section where the more recently created children's stories are kept. Many of the centuries-old ones are warnings, meant to keep children from drowning, or trusting strangers, or drawing too close to wild animals. It is only recently that stories have been built to entertain and comfort young humans. After weeks of coaxing, like trying to draw a suspicious animal from its den, this is what Gault now trusts Lucienne to find for her.
Lucienne guides her to a row packed with 20th century fairy tales, and a smile like the moon glowing through a misty sky graces Gault's lovely face. Then she quickly sobers, frozen in place. Knowing she is not yet ready to choose one herself, Lucienne makes a selection. It tells stories of bright sunny days, of fluffy white clouds that smile down upon picnics and adventures in wide open meadows.
Gault takes it in her hands as if it were a box of precious stones.
"You will not tell Lord Morpheus about this, will you?" she murmurs, as she always does.
If she is asked specifically, Lucienne must tell the truth. However, Morpheus never shows much curiosity about his subjects unless something is very wrong in his domain.
"I will not mention it to him," she says.
Suddenly strong arms are flung around her, and Lucienne is swept into a whirlwind of a hug. The longer it lasts, the more the smell of rain on newly turned soil, of ozone from a fading cloudburst, permeates her senses. After a few seconds, she gives in, raising her own arms to return the embrace. The last time she was enveloped by clouds she had wings and feathers.
It is not an unpleasant feeling, and not one that she wants to end too quickly.
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Comes from these Soft Prompts. My inbox is open if anyone wants to hop in with asks for Sandman, The Magnus Archives, or Malevolent ships (or any of my OCs).
hi hello, i wrote a very mild gaultienne smut drabble as part of wanksgiving this year! i have some more explicit smut in the works, but here’s a tiny taste, i suppose 😅
“I missed this,” Lucienne whispers into her hands, elbows braced on her desk. “I thought about it, as the castle crumbled—I would—ah—ache for this. Ache for you.”
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Title: Parched
Fandom: The Sandman (TV)
Relationship: Johanna Constantine/Rachel Moodie
Author: ourswordsmeandeath
Rating: T
Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Words: 250
Summary:
A heatwave is upon them.
For Sapphic Summer 2023. Prompt: too hot to cuddle
You don't need to be familiar with canon.
