So Morpheus was one of the Gods that i considered as love interest on the game but ultimately scratched of. I absolutely love the idea of a God stalking mc in the dreams but Hermes is also already a dream God so one of his things is stalking through dreams. Even so I still want to show off some of the Gods that might not show up in the game through little comics here and there. <3
What are your thoughts on Morpheus? Id love to hear all about it.
Mimsil, goddess of wishful thinking
a wish master, only able to materialise wishes in the perspective of those that ask (eg if she was asked to materials a person who may have died, she can only make them how the asker imagines said dead person from their perspective, not the actual authentic person itself)
🔥🐦🎭Rising From the Ashes: A Jester's Deception.🎭🐦🔥
He lounged upon his throne, his expression one of boredom. His fingers drummed absentmindedly against his knee, and his gaze grew distant, lost in thought.
Vex remembered the results of his conquest: the ascent, the euphiora, the fall. He knew the consequences of hesitation-they always caught up to him.
Not wanting to dwell on such a gloomy scenario, he cast his gaze skyward. The realm suited him, filled with discord and despair, but things would have to change if he hoped to spread his influence.
The sound of snuffling drew his attention. He glanced down and noticed one of the more pudgy nightmares seeming preoccupied with something on his cape. He raised a brow and shook his head in admiration.
"Well now! Aren't you an inquisitive one?! Careful. That is made from the finest Uproar. I don't need you tarnishing it." He flicked the nightmare on the nose.
"Tch! Too nosy for their own good!" Despite being reprimanded by the overlord of the Uproar, the nightmare was none the wiser. Its face scrunched up before it expelled Uproar glitter in every direction.
He sighed, irritation evident and rose from the throne. A pair of stairs materialized before him, and he descended eagerly.
At the bottom, a pedestal awaited, its surface etched with ancient Uproar runes. Upon it sat a tome, its title illegible to anyone who had never spoken the language. He waved his hand, and the cover flipped open to a particular page.
"Hm? I could have sworn I had everything cataloged! It can't be helped I suppose." A passage amongst the others caught his attention." Oh ... oh! So that's what this is!" It may have been obvious to him, but he knew his guests would be unable to comprehend his discovery. Now was a good time as any--time waited for no man.
"Still here? I'm flattered! Now then, as most of you may know, the game did not delve into my true backstory. Fortunately for you, I am more than willing to divulge every little detail," he chuckled, giddines filled him. " However, you're going to have to work for it. Giving you the answer outright is far too boring for my taste."
Without so much as a thought, Uproar surged and lashed out, causing the ambient lighting to dim. His eyes gleamed in the darkness--the final thing anyone saw. A promise fullfiled. The nightmare king would rise from the ashes, his deception shattered, revealing how someone so well known could still surprise in more ways than one.
(Surprise! I bet you weren't expecting this, were you?! I apologize for the fact that I have been slacking in regards to answering people's questions, but this, and the fact that I found the perfect 3D animation application for my phone are the reasons why! So no, I haven't forgotten everyone, I have just been doing things that I hope will make this page the best that it can be! Yes, I will still be adding things to my old series, but this new series, making Vex animations, and responding to everyone will be my main focus from now on! I'm beyond excited to share everything with everyone, and I hope you will enjoy!)
What sprung forth from this idea. 538 words ft. some moodboards! Thanks for brainstorming w/ me @ravenwind-75 @amethystandemma @heylorrain
The Song of Sand and Dreams
“Who are you?” she asked, her voice a gentle ripple against the endless hush of waves. Her gaze was fixed on the man before her, his eyes like moons suspended in a velvet sky, his skin dappled with constellations that shimmered faintly in the light of the rising dawn.
“You mortals have called me by many names,” he murmured. He turned toward the horizon, where gold and rose melted together in the birth of a new day. “Dream Keeper. Morfeo. Drøm. حالم. The Oneironaut. Sandman. But in this form, I prefer Ominis.”
“Are you God?” she asked softly, her fingers plunging into the fine ivory sand. It spilled through her hands like the seconds of a fleeting memory.
“I am among them,” he replied, his pale gaze tracing the path of the grains as they fell. Slowly, he extended his hand, catching the cascading sand in his palm.
When his hand was full, he cupped it gently, cradling the grains like a secret too precious to share. Then, with a whisper of breath, he exhaled into the hollow of his hands. As his fingers unfurled, the grains transformed. Golden butterflies burst forth, their wings catching the dawn's light and scattering it in a thousand shimmering rays. They fluttered upward, fragile and luminous, each one a fragment of magic.
“Will I see you again?” she asked as she extended her hand. One butterfly settled on her palm, its gossamer wings brushing against her skin, delicate as a breath. It lingered, its touch the softest kiss.
“Perhaps,” he said, lips curving into a faint smile. “When your head rests upon your pillow, when your eyes surrender to the night… I will be there, watching over you.”
That was enough.
She smiled, radiant as the sun’s first rays. The dawn kissed her skin, turning her eyes into liquid honey and her bronze skin richer and full of life. The light danced across her features, painting her with the warmth of a summer’s day. With her eyes closed, she lifted her face to the sun.
She was stunning.
Ominis reached out, fingers aching to brush back a strand of her umber curls, to feel its silken texture between his fingers. But as his hand moved closer, it passed through her like a shadow.
She was awake.
The girl vanished, dissolving into the sunlight. Ominis sat motionless as the dream unraveled, the beach fading into nothingness, the melody of the waves replaced by the quiet hum of the ancient throne room. Ominis was alone again, surrounded by hundreds of softly glowing orbs suspended in the still air. Each one the dream of a mortal.
Golden butterflies still fluttered around, delicate remnants of the dream that had just been. Their light mingled with the orbs, casting faint, shimmering reflections onto the polished obsidian floor.
Dreams. Ominis had guarded them for eons. Ominis had shaped the hopes and longings of mortals, crafting the delicate tapestry of their hearts’ desires as they slept. It was their purpose, their eternal role, and Ominis had never questioned it.
Until now.
Something stirred deep within Ominis, something ancient and unfamiliar. A flicker of yearning, of hope.
A dream of their own.
A dream to see the sun-kissed girl again.
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I hope you enjoy, let me know your thoughts!!
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And now based on my last ask it gave me more brain worms, this time for a request.
I know it kinda breaks the timeline (maybe it’s a case like the Doctor and River Song from Doctor Who where their timelines are reversed, so the earlier it is in the Darling’s life, the later it is in XD/GD), but what if GD had a Darling that used to be around XD, and so was terrified of him for that reason?
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Triggers: Mention of past abuse, mention of passed toxic and unhealthy relationship, mention of yandere behaviors, mostly just fluff. Safe for most to read.
Enjoy.
God!Dream
You had just gotten out of the grasp of the monster that is XD, and it had been a few months.
You went into hiding in a small village, just off the coast of the ocean.
It was a quiet town, with only a total of about 50-60 people living there.
Everyone knew everyone, and they welcomed you with open arms.
They were some of the very few people that actually listened and believed you when you told the story.
And best of all no one in this village worshiped XD.
They only worshiped the god nature and man, Dream.
Or as many of the people around here called it GD.
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Life was well in the village, till one day GD had come down to visit the people in his favorite village.
He had memorized everyone in the village, so he immediately noticed you.
At first he thought you were a fellow deity just by your beauty alone.
The moment GD got the opportunity to speak with you he took it.
He was shy, and didn't know what to say.
It was a first with him, he always knew what to say.
But this time he felt butterflies in his stomach.
He walked over, slowly, so as to not scare you.
You were as well quick to notice him and you looked up from your book.
You began to shake, and your eyes widened.
You could already feel the tears swelling up in your eyes.
"Hello." GD spoke gently, his voice was normal.
Nothing like XD's.
You stayed silent.
GD sat down slowly, next to you under the tree.
"I've noticed you are new here…when did you begin your stay?"
Still silent.
"Um…A-are you scared of me?"
His heart dropped when you nodded.
Why were you scared of him?
Was it something he did?
Something he said?
Where did this fear come from?
Was it a rumor?
"You're not like him?....XD right?..."
"Huh-? Wait- What do you mean?"
He sounded so confused to you.
"What happened?"
You bit your lip not knowing if you could trust him, but after a while of him asking you eventually gave in and told him your story.
You told him everything that XD did to you and GD just sat and listened.
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That was the beginning of a blooming relationship.
GD made it his biggest effort to try and befriend you.
Not only because he felt bad, but because he genuinely wanted to hang out with you more.
But slowly his feelings of friendliness became less platonic and more romantic.
He started slow with courting you, and you didn't seem uncomfortable!
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In short: GD will be gentle, and do everything he can to make you feel better and more safe!
