[starlight-writes]

His Ruby - Chapter 9

Summary: What if the ruby became a person, and Dream would stop at nothing to possess her?

Morpheus/F!Original Character

A/N: I have a longer note on AO3, but if you're coming back after such a long hiatus, I just want to thank you from the bottom of my heart <3

Taglist: @gorgeourrific-nerd @dotieeee

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Preview:

“Good morning,” Morpheus says when she opens the door. Ariel blinks up at him, having expected one of his servants instead. She’s used to Morpheus just barging into her room whenever he’d like, not knocking and waiting for a response.

“Hi,” Ariel says cautiously. It’s strange to see him standing before her after everything that has happened. She isn’t sure whether to be on her guard or to play nicely in the hopes he’ll finally let her out of this damn room.

“I would like for you to accompany me to the throne room,” he says, face blank except for the slightest bit of hope hiding in his eyes.

“Now?” she says, already eyeing the threshold to her room.

“As we had discussed, I will be attending to matters within the Dreaming so that I can work while keeping an eye on you,” he says stoically, then softens his voice. “You had also expressed a desire to leave your room.”

Ariel’s heart pounds in her chest. It’s nowhere near the level of freedom she craves, but it’s more than she’s had for over two days now.

Morpheus extends his hand over the doorway to her, leaving it hovering in front of her.

It’s more than just an invitation, but also a question - will she work with him? Try to meet him halfway?

Ariel doesn’t want to give him an inch. She doesn’t want to touch him, doesn’t want him to give him even the chance to take his power from her. She doesn’t want to feel the spark of electricity between them that makes her lust for him.

She wonders, would meeting halfway mean giving up her chance at freedom, at having her own choices, her own life? And would she sacrifice those things for the promise of happiness Morpheus has made to her?

Or, she thinks, would giving him the impression of cooperation grant her enough trust for her to finally break free of her bonds?

It’s a fine line she would have to walk, to both try to earn Morpheus’ trust while also keeping her own goals in mind. The building attraction between them only makes it more difficult.

Ariel steels herself, then takes Morpheus hand, and he pulls her over the threshold.

[keep reading on ao3]

[monfufu]

[forsakenoathkeeper]

if u dont acknowledge the fanfics u read, the writer won’t think anyone is actually taking the time to read their stuff, which makes our effort feel wasted and our passions feel worthless

[wintermoonqueen]

Tell. The. Fanfic. Writers. How. You. Feel.

[starscheme]

I will always reblog this. It’s important.

[yespolkadotkitty]

The more you comment and engage, the more content you inspire.

[sword-and-nightingale]

Please

[hj-creates]

Yes. PLEASE. This goes for fanfics, fanart, edits, anything people put time and effort into for free.

[saeyoungchoismaid]

Reblogs are ✨important✨

[starlight-writes]

His Ruby - Chapter 9

Summary: What if the ruby became a person, and Dream would stop at nothing to possess her?

Morpheus/F!Original Character

A/N: I have a longer note on AO3, but if you're coming back after such a long hiatus, I just want to thank you from the bottom of my heart <3

Taglist: @gorgeourrific-nerd @dotieeee

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Preview:

“Good morning,” Morpheus says when she opens the door. Ariel blinks up at him, having expected one of his servants instead. She’s used to Morpheus just barging into her room whenever he’d like, not knocking and waiting for a response.

“Hi,” Ariel says cautiously. It’s strange to see him standing before her after everything that has happened. She isn’t sure whether to be on her guard or to play nicely in the hopes he’ll finally let her out of this damn room.

“I would like for you to accompany me to the throne room,” he says, face blank except for the slightest bit of hope hiding in his eyes.

“Now?” she says, already eyeing the threshold to her room.

“As we had discussed, I will be attending to matters within the Dreaming so that I can work while keeping an eye on you,” he says stoically, then softens his voice. “You had also expressed a desire to leave your room.”

Ariel’s heart pounds in her chest. It’s nowhere near the level of freedom she craves, but it’s more than she’s had for over two days now.

Morpheus extends his hand over the doorway to her, leaving it hovering in front of her.

It’s more than just an invitation, but also a question - will she work with him? Try to meet him halfway?

Ariel doesn’t want to give him an inch. She doesn’t want to touch him, doesn’t want him to give him even the chance to take his power from her. She doesn’t want to feel the spark of electricity between them that makes her lust for him.

She wonders, would meeting halfway mean giving up her chance at freedom, at having her own choices, her own life? And would she sacrifice those things for the promise of happiness Morpheus has made to her?

Or, she thinks, would giving him the impression of cooperation grant her enough trust for her to finally break free of her bonds?

It’s a fine line she would have to walk, to both try to earn Morpheus’ trust while also keeping her own goals in mind. The building attraction between them only makes it more difficult.

Ariel steels herself, then takes Morpheus hand, and he pulls her over the threshold.

[keep reading on ao3]

[starlight-writes]

His Ruby - Chapter 9

Summary: What if the ruby became a person, and Dream would stop at nothing to possess her?

Morpheus/F!Original Character

A/N: I have a longer note on AO3, but if you're coming back after such a long hiatus, I just want to thank you from the bottom of my heart <3

Taglist: @gorgeourrific-nerd @dotieeee

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Preview:

“Good morning,” Morpheus says when she opens the door. Ariel blinks up at him, having expected one of his servants instead. She’s used to Morpheus just barging into her room whenever he’d like, not knocking and waiting for a response.

“Hi,” Ariel says cautiously. It’s strange to see him standing before her after everything that has happened. She isn’t sure whether to be on her guard or to play nicely in the hopes he’ll finally let her out of this damn room.

“I would like for you to accompany me to the throne room,” he says, face blank except for the slightest bit of hope hiding in his eyes.

“Now?” she says, already eyeing the threshold to her room.

“As we had discussed, I will be attending to matters within the Dreaming so that I can work while keeping an eye on you,” he says stoically, then softens his voice. “You had also expressed a desire to leave your room.”

Ariel’s heart pounds in her chest. It’s nowhere near the level of freedom she craves, but it’s more than she’s had for over two days now.

Morpheus extends his hand over the doorway to her, leaving it hovering in front of her.

It’s more than just an invitation, but also a question - will she work with him? Try to meet him halfway?

Ariel doesn’t want to give him an inch. She doesn’t want to touch him, doesn’t want him to give him even the chance to take his power from her. She doesn’t want to feel the spark of electricity between them that makes her lust for him.

She wonders, would meeting halfway mean giving up her chance at freedom, at having her own choices, her own life? And would she sacrifice those things for the promise of happiness Morpheus has made to her?

Or, she thinks, would giving him the impression of cooperation grant her enough trust for her to finally break free of her bonds?

It’s a fine line she would have to walk, to both try to earn Morpheus’ trust while also keeping her own goals in mind. The building attraction between them only makes it more difficult.

Ariel steels herself, then takes Morpheus hand, and he pulls her over the threshold.

[keep reading on ao3]

[brambleghostart]

WE HAVE WON!!!!!!! I AM IN ACTUAL TEARS HERE!!!

[alexzpaintings]

I'm so glad I finally get to post this (I had a 1 month+ break from digital painting, so that +- 15 hours felt endless :p). Prints will be available later tonight through redbubble.

commission info / instagram / prints

[beaulesbian]

I think the extraordinary thing that Death shows [Dream] is the complexity of humanity. She asks him to bear witness to people in the last moment of their lives and that something happens when you look closely at something. You begin to understand it. And I think that understanding are the first steps towards love. And I think when [Dream] has that pivotal transition, he thinks to himself “If I can feel this about these people after such a short space of time, how do I feel about a man who I’ve spent 600 years with?” And so he returns to him.

— Tom Sturridge about Dream’s relationship with Death, humanity and Hob Gadling [video]

[majestictortoise]

outsiders and boring normal people and fandom newbies always think that buckwild kinky porn fanfiction is the strangest fandom hobby but they are wrong.

the strangest fandom hobby is plotty fanfiction, the kind that requires research, because engaging in this hobby makes no goddamned sense.

it doesn’t even give anybody masturbation material, which is at least a logical and admirable goal that contributes to the betterment of society, or at least society’s solitary orgasms.

in other news i hope the cia spyware monitoring my internet usage understands that i’m googling information about smuggling drugs in thailand because i want the details to be right in a single paragraph in a 10,000 word story about a gay mafia guys.

[majestictortoise]

this post has been making the rounds again and i just want to state for the record that it is a fucking delight to read in the tags all the random things people research for their fanfic and art. fandom, i love you. i love you with your flood maps and medical procedures and tentacle biology and historical fashion and traditional handcrafts and conlangs and urban geography and literally everything else. i am completely sincere about this. the enthusiasm with which people embrace detailed, deep, and often obscure research, just because they want to get it right, because they want to create something rich and interesting, it makes me feel better about the world. i adore it.

[lorn-art]

☠️

[appalachianapologies]

There are many new friends on the archive, and many are young and have only known social media, which is why I wanted to say something!

Ao3 does not have an algorithm! It isn't a social media site, it's an archive.

Posting fics on Tumblr isn't the same as posting fics on Ao3

Ao3 is like a giant virtual bookshelf, and everyone is able to add their own stories to the bookshelf, all stored with different tags and different fandoms. Works are automatically sorted by newest to oldest, but filters, looking at bookmarks, and using the search function can change that.

Certain works are not pushed to the top like social media posts. More kudos and reads don't push a single work to more viewers by some algorithm. Unless otherwise filtered, works will be at the top of the page based on how recent it was posted.

Smaller fandoms get less views, less kudos, less bookmarks, and larger fandoms get more simply because of the number of people inside the fandom.

Ao3 is a giant virtual bookshelf- there is no algorithm, and there is no man behind the shelf pushing certain books forward.

Happy reading, and if you'd like to have more people notice a fic, why not share it with them! Send a dm to a fandom friend and it might turn into one of their favorite fics!

[imminentinertia]

And why is there no algorithm? It's not just because AO3 is a virtual bookshelf for you to browse, a cornucopia for fans of all sorts, not a form of SoMe.

One of the most important reasons is the principle "if you're not paying to use a product (website/app/SoMe etc.) you are the product". Algorithms are used to detect what you are most likely to pay for outside of the "free" product you're using, and that information is what the providers of that "free" product are making money from. They're not used to benevolently provide you with specific content you enjoy, that's a side effect of making you a better product.

AO3 is literally free to use. Information about you is not sold to third parties. The responsibility to curate your experience on AO3, and to market what you place there yourself, is entirely on you. AO3 gets by on voluntary donations and a lot of the work is done by unpaid volunteers. The goal of AO3 is not and has never been to make money.

Happy filtering - because the only algorithms needed on AO3 are the ones you create for yourself, in your own brain, and apply to searches there.

And also, happy reccing - because that's a way of trying to bring more attention to fanworks you enjoy, regardless of algorithm essential factors like their achieved popularity and mainstream appeal.

[alexzpaintings]

this was the scene that made me binge watch the whole season

IG / TT

[fishhhsmall]

Sandman trash sketches

[keepinginkspots]

[raggedy-spaceman]

The Sandman: Kirby Howell-Baptiste & Mason Alexander Park

This entire cast is perfect

[furiosophie]

okay i love the thought of dream making sure hob goes mostly nightmare free his whole life bc that's his little pet project and he is gonna take care of it like watering a plant

but i think it would be a lot fucking funnier if dream tests out every new nightmare he creates on hob first

bc human minds are fragile u know and dream needs to make sure he struck the right balance, but hob is immortal so dream's just like "probably won't kill him" and just yeets them at him

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[littlemissartsy]

What I want from @netflix

I just want to see Tom Sturridge laugh while dressed as Dream pls