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densewentz · 10 months

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Take Your Kid to Work Day (with Dream's decidedly more alarming version of an artist rendering their kid's drawing)

#dreamling #alternate title:#Hob Gadling's Guide to Being a Supportive Dad Despite the Horrors #hob gadling #dream of the endless #morpheus #matthew the raven #dream x hob #the sandman netflix #the sandman #the sandman fanart #kid fic #my art #dream isnt wearing his robes because im amused by the idea of the anthropomorphized human unconscious being just some Guy in jeans and a t #sometimes love is a puppy-eyed princeling and his fucked up frog friend #hobs going to lilo and stitch it and just tell everyone shes a dog #an older kian this time #as a treat #long post

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melancholy-smile · 2 years

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What if Morpheus’ eyes did the star thing anytime he was in a dark room. (There may have been a post already like this idk. Also Ik it doesn’t really fit in with the show let me have fun). Like they’re stars but from a distance it’s like an animal’s eyes reflecting in the dark.

Image he and Hob in a dark room.

“So yeah let me get the- what the fuck.”

“What.”

“Is there a cat? Wait Is that you??…500 years and I learn you have like, animal eyes.”

“They’re stars.”

“They’re fucking what.”

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coffeenonsense · 2 years

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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.

#a baby eldritch being: eh i'll just kidnap dream's mortal that will work #another older wiser supernatural horror: put the Average Human Man down right now and back away slowly #hob gadling #dream of the endless #morpheus #dreamling #dream x hob #desire of the endless #the sandman #the sandman netflix

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voukkake · 5 months

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Hob checking notes

Hob taking a shower

Hob watching a movie

Hob taking care of the In

Hob sleeping

#ferdinand kingsley #dreamling #the sandman #dream x hob #hob x dream #neil gaiman #morpheus x hob #tom sturridge #hob x morpheus #redraw #Hob just existing #and Dream being in love with him

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average-hua-cheng-fan · 5 months

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another reason i think that xie lian felt an instant connection on the ox cart is because he and hua cheng both grew up in xianle.

there are maybe 4 people still alive that grew up in that culture. based on my own experience, you can pick up on things like accent, cadence, references, and humor that suggest a person is from the same place as you without consciously noticing it. that sense of comfort and similarity probably played into their instant chemistry.

#thinking about how they are bonded together by being the only people who remember their dead culture... augh it kind of makes me want to cr #as much fighting as fengqing do they are really the only people who will EVER understand each other's childhoods #which. aughhhh #there's a lovely modern au fic by heavensturtle called ''i'm just there to admire you.'' where they talk about chinese diaspora go read it #fics that mention paradise manor being in the xianle style also make me want to bawl. especially when fxmq notice it #other people that remember xianle: qi rong. jun wu. mei nianqing. yeah. none of those people are easy to talk to #buried deep in the xianle quartets heads are things like xianxia silly bands and xianxia nickelodeon and xianxia hi chew that LITERALLY #NOBODY ELSE IN THE ENTIRE WORLD REMEMBERS. DOES THAT NOT MAKE YOU FEEL INSANE #the immortality in tgcf and how it affects memory and sense of self and relationships. ourgh #i speak #tgcf meta #tgcf #tgcf spoilers #i guess?#tian guan ci fu #tgcf books #heaven official's blessing #hob #xie lian #hua cheng #hualian #feng xin #mu qing #fengqing #xianle trio #xianle quartet

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linddzz · 4 months

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Latest idea floating around in my head: a twist on the Hob saving Morpheus from the time-out ball, except that's where they first met each other.

Hob's still immortal, it's just that Death was the one who came and gave him the deal of meeting every 100 years

(is this also bc I'd love Death being Hob's centennial buddy? Her being way less reserved and straight up telling him who she is. Her delight at his delighting over life. The rage in him when Eleanor and Robyn die. Death took them and she wouldn't even say anything to him when she did it. Also I'd like to see him just immediately choke and squirm like a bastard as soon as he starts explaining his new shipping business to her in 1789. Yes and hell yes gimme Hobsie and Death as bros.)

So Hob is trying out new stuff again. He's never tried out being a magus and gets himself in as a member of Burgess' order and eventually an acolyte.

And then he's introduced to the "devil" that Burgess keeps in the dungeon. He's to help study up on strengthening the wards around the sphere and all that. And boy is he deeply, super uncomfortable with the sight of this frail man trapped in a cage.

("Don't let his pretty face fool you." Burgess will tell him, "the thing is a demon who would destroy us all if given half a chance."

To be fair, Morpheus does not help his case at all and his expression clearly says "you fuckin bet I will")

And Hob is Hob. So while he's working on studying up on wards (which so happens to involve a lot of careful, detailed study of the wards around the sphere) he's chatting at the thing in it. He complains about the boss, talks about the War, tells the demon about his day while the demon either glares at him or makes a hilariously big show of not paying attention. Sometimes Hob straight up shirks work (with a winking "you won't tell the boss right?") And just reads books.

And he nearly shrieks in surprise when he's reading some new novel called The Hobbit out loud and looks up to find the demon watching and obviously interested. So of course Hob is gonna keep reading him stories and keep studying those binding spells super closely.

And ok that's where I gotta admit the story doesn't have a solid conclusion in my head yet (besides obviously Hob is gonna bust Dream out and then get kissed a LOT) but I do have one bit where Morpheus first talks to him and of course it's just cryptic weird shit. Because Morpheus has started watching this shit-wizard who won't shut the fuck up back and can tell that something is OFF about him.

So just imagine Hob is yammering away about how he thinks the masters kid and the gardener have something going on, and he nearly shits himself when the "demon" presses a hand against the glass and says

"Death has touched you. I see it now. My siblings marks upon you. Is that what you are here for? To report to them? To let them see how low their family has come? So they do know what has come of me then, and they have sent you to chatter away and truly make it clear that they will do nothing."

Hob's just like. "WHAT?? SIBLINGS?! You TALK??! Hang on you know Death???!" But Morpheus already is back to curling in on himself in a furious pissy sulk

#dreamling #fic cooking #i imagine after Dreams outburst theres a lot more talking going on #idk if i have this fleshed out enough to fully write i just liked the idea of Hob reading Tolkien to the thing in the ball #and Morpheus being wooed with stories #the tension is ruined by me knowing that all it took was smearing the circle kdjfkd #maybe Hob purposely falls asleep to let Morpheus get out via his dreams

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cuubism · 1 year

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concept where hob is like: sure we are married and we kiss and cuddle and have sex and spend all our time together but he couldn't actually feel that way about me, it's just a friend thing, platonic marriage, it's different for supernatural creatures, we're just pals, besties, mates, he doesn't return my feelings--

meanwhile dream: WE HELD HANDS ONCE AND WE ARE NOW ETERNALLY DEVOTED TO EACH OTHER. I'M OBSESSED WITH YOU AND MY ENTIRE WORLD REVOLVES AROUND YOU NOW, I WILL KILL FOR YOU, I'LL DIE FOR YOU, IF YOU LEAVE ME I'M REDUCING THIS WORLD TO DUST AND THEN I'LL KILL MYSELF. THIS RELATIONSHIP WILL TRANSCEND THE HEAT DEATH OF THE UNIVERSE YOU WILL NEVER ESCAPE MY GRASP I'M GOING TO BREAK OPEN YOUR RIBCAGE AND LIVE THERE I'M GOING TO--

#yknow. just two normal guys in a relationship #hob: i love being your friend :) dream: w-we held hands why are you friendzoning me 🥺#dreamling #dream of the endless #hob gadling #dumb concept number 3450943543 there will be more

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twottie-m8 · 2 years

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#the sandman #dream of the endless #hob gadling #dreamling #art #my art #ive seen some Big Dream pieces out there and had a Need #also lmk if i should stop tagging the characters and only tag the ships #i saw a post about how dreamling was flooding all the tags and people couldnt really enjoy some tags without being bombarded by this ship #but i still want to enjoy this ship #so i was thinking of keeping it contained to just the ship tag #that way it makes it easier for folks who dont want to see #perhaps taking out the show/series tag as well #phone doodles #ibis paint

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banancrumbs · 1 year

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too long ago

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bisexual-cyborg · 2 years

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seeing lots of posts about sandman where they’re like ‘this scene is so emotional, Dream has tears in his eyes’. babes, he’s got tears in his eyes like 90% of the time, this is not a good indicator of emotion anymore

#Morpheus doesn’t have emotion he just has very wet eyes #I wanna write a fanfic with the whole trope of ‘his eyes glistened with limpid tears’ but it’s like every paragraph #please just let this endless being cry #the sandman #Morpheus #dream #dream of the endless #sandman #hob gadling #johanna constantine #John dee #bee talks

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five-and-dimes · 1 year

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Sleeping Beauty-esque au where Dream wants to Stop Living but doesn’t want to go through making someone be his replacement (being Dream of the Endless is so hard, how cruel would it be to subject that role to someone else?) and it occurs to him that he is the Dreaming and the Dreaming is him so what if he just… took one of those out of the equation? As long as there is a Dreaming then technically there is a Dream even if he’s not human-shaped anymore and so one day he goes into one of the gardens and he lays down and closes his eyes and lets Dream the Person sink into Dream the Place.

Matthew comes looking for him and gets lost because his magic-raven-senses, which are supposed to always know where Dream is, are telling him he’s everywhere?? And finally he stumbles upon a body, still breathing but with moss and ivy and briars slowly growing around him, a living body being reclaimed by nature and Matther naturally freaks the fuck out, clawing at the plants and pecking at Dream’s hands and pulling his hair to try to wake him but all it does is make the ivy grow faster and he’s pushed back by a gust of wind that feels like a sigh.

Cursing as loud as a raven is capable of, he books it back to Lucienne, and it takes a few minutes for her to make sense of his panicked cawing but then she is dropping the book in her hands and rushing to call anyone she can think of, which includes both the rest of the Endless and also one particular immortal human because that’s how desperate she feels.

And then it’s a line of people taking turns sitting next to Dream the Body, gently pushing back the greenery around him, some of them sobbing when they see how the plants are starting to grow through him, and the body is still breathing but it’s decomposing, sinking deeper into the landscape, and it’s hard to tell but they think Fiddler’s Green is crying, pleading with the Dreaming itself to walk on two legs again.

I think eventually Hob, who has been coming and speaking every night in his sleep, trying to bribe and barter and goad his friend to come back to them, finally snaps when he comes and sees Dream’s body completely covered by moss and vines, looking for all the world like just an uneven patch of field, and he thrusts his hands into the earth and physically tears Dream out, standing and dragging him away from the plants that reach to take him back, and he starts sobbing and screaming about how Dream isn’t getting rid of him that easily, Hob is immortal by stubbornness alone, if Dream thinks he won’t fall in love with a goddamn patch of grass he’s got another thing coming, he wants Dream to walk with him and live with him, but if he has to marry Dream the Place then that’s what he’ll do, he will make the realm itself his husband and spend eternity nurturing it, give whole new meaning to the term “husbandry”. And the ivy is crawling up Dream’s body, trying to pull him out of Hob’s arms, but before it can cover Dream’s face Hob is kissing him for all he’s worth.

And then the ivy slows, and the wind seems to shudder, and the land is still but Hob thinks he feels a separating within it, like the red sea parting beneath a blessed hand, and it takes a moment, because so much of Dream has spread like roots throughout the Dreaming and it’s hard in so many different ways to pull it all back into himself, but Hob holds him through it, peppering his face with kisses as the earth falls away from his withered body and being a person again hurts, but Hob’s love soothes it like a balm.

And then he awakens, opening his eyes for the first time in months, cradled in Hob’s arms, with soft memories of everyone who had tried to bring him back because they wanted him back, and he is still so tired, but. But maybe, he thinks, being awake, being here, is not so bad if there is someone to hold him like this.

Hob kisses him again.

#what is this #the sandman #dream of the endless #hob gadling #dreamling #my writing #I have no idea why I did this #just #thinking about Dream and the Dreaming and how being a landscape has GOT to be easier than being a person #what am I doing with my life #I have actual fics to work on #yeet #Do I want to write a full fic of this?#vote now on your phones

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moderndaypandora · 1 year

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The LAYERS needed in a modern/human Dreamling au. Some level of Endless family dysfunction, obviously. Hob's family can be be dead or not, it's all good. Are they old enough to have individually gained the awareness they are off-puttingly intense and should hide it a bit at first, or still in that "no, why would I need to Elsa this" stage?

Option A is both of them trying to play it cool, like "don't scare him off" except they so badly want to go from zero to sixty.

(Death and Desire have ruthlessly drilled Dream with flashcards about how to react appropriately in situations.

Desire: it's your one-month anniversary, what do you do?

Dream: [hesitantly] NOT propose?

Desire and Death, conferring, because that's technically correct but the delivery was suspect.

Death, encouragingly: Good start. And? 

Dream: a nice dinner and maybe a walk?

Desire: well done!

Death: and for a three-month anniversary?

 Dream: give them a key to my flat.

Desire: [airhorn] NO. RED CARD.)

Option B makes them the classic anecdotal "my grandparents got engaged within seven days of meeting each other and still are happy together".

(Death, rubbing her temples: so you met this guy--

Dream: Hob

Death: -- Hob, and within 1 day you gave notice to the Registrar's Office and figured out the best day to get married. And Hob agreed to this?

Dream: NO.

Death: oh thank go-

Dream: Hob SUGGESTED this.

Death: . . .

Dream: are you going to be a witness or not?

Death, 29 days later in the Registrar's Office, to Hob's witness: Is he sane?

Johanna Constantine, drinking heavily from a large flask: unfortunately yes, by all legal definitions.

Death: fuck

Johanna: [passing the flask over] if your brother's even a tenth as intense as Hob, they'll be fine. Probably.

Death, brightening: Is Hob that bad? 

Johanna: You know how sometimes you meet somebody and think "oof, they're a bit much, best give them a wide berth"? 

Death: yeah.

Johanna: Hob's like a camouflaged hole in the ground of muchness. Except he's done the hole up all nice and he knows that sometimes you just want to be left alone in the hole to sulk and rattle the spikes for a bit, and occasionally get a F&M hamper tossed in.

Death: [hmmmmmmm'ing approvingly]

Johanna, morose: the bastard.

In the background, Hob and Dream are pressing their foreheads together and basking in each other's presence)

#dreamling #the sandman #it's underappreciated how many red flags hob probably is buried under his amiable exterior #he looked at dream of the endless and went 'yeah'#not even as a 'i can make him better'#very much as a 'i can vibe with his current state and frankly even if he was worse i'd still be like that's my husband [shrug emoji]'#'what am i supposed to do? i knew who he was when i married him'#everybody around them: [extremely done with their shit] STOP ENABLING HIM #hob: he's my goth sweetheart #dream's entire family: he's ten sulking cats in eyeliner and a dramatic coat #hob: i know :D i love him!#johanna constantine is like 'hob's insane'#and everybody's going 'oh no don't be so mean he's just a little boring next to dream'#johanna: he saw dream being dream and went 'i need to stamp my name on him. how do i permanently tie us together'#johanna: he'd never safety pin a condom but i can just see the gears turning in hob's head about how to get to spend more time with dream #johanna: just radiating smug contentment over his insane wet cat #hob: i cannot wait to spend the next 60 years with that man #hob: and ideally die in our sleep together still holding hands #death and johanna: [staring at him over their fourth round of drinks]#dream: [heart of eyes and pink of cheeks]#dream: we should never not be holding hands #hob: okay but what if occasionally we stop holding hands just to then appreciate the feeling of starting to hold hands again #dream: [mulling] acceptable #death and johanna could probably start an entire benefriends or actual romantic relationship entirely based on judging dreamling

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just-french-me-up · 9 months

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Endless Sandman Fanfiction Tropes I Adore (2/?) : ➻ Professor Robert "Hob" Gadling

#the sandman #sandman #the sandman netflix #sandman edits #hob gadling #robert gadling #sandman tropes #i mean is it even a trope at this point and not just plain canon?#but still very good dubious canon #i initially wanted to make a fun professor hob gadling but pinterest only has traditional academia on offer #also this is what you get when you read the unknown and static strange #thank god for the show showing hob grading papers #cause those pics are HARD TO FIND on the internet #when being a teacher is like 50% grading shit #mine

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carebeardean · 1 year

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dreamling from dreams pov is like I am older than the stars and I will leave my shoes at the door because you do, even though I don’t know why. I’d forgotten what the world looked like before I saw it through your eyes. you give me hope. has it always been this easy? to fall, not as a comet does, but as gently as the sea goes to the shore? I am monstrous, and yet, still you bring me home. I have known love as war, as pain, but never rest. peace.

& hobs pov is like. once I loved you as the sailor loves his north star, so bright, far above him. now I think I love you better for the way you speak to children, how you hold each dreamers hopes so gently in your hands, despite, despite, despite. I would have waited forever and it would’ve been worth it. you tell me you’re a king. you whisper the secrets of the universe in my ear. still, I’m greedy. I want to know how you take your tea, what you eat in the mornings, what you look like when you’re happy down to your bones. you say you know the end of every story before we tell them, every word we’ll say before we speak and yet you come down from your kingdom to hear me tell my stories, again and again.

#dreamling #dream of the endless #sandman #hob gadling #sandman edit #sandman comics #Tom sturridge #& they’re both somehow one day you’ll tire of me & you’re the best thing I’ve seen in centuries #& simultaneously want to be kept and held and by nature Hob would never be satisfied being a kept lover the way some of dreams past loves #thought they could. & Dream knows he can come home to hob & just Be and live in his little domestic bubble & leave. no strings attached #not captured or wanted for his power his attention etc.#anyways. I just love that Hob can withstand the full attention/passion/rage of a being who’s literally older than god & ¯\_(ツ)_/¯#& call him a bitch to his face. that’s so good for him

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magnusbae · 1 year

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I am a little obsessed with Dream being an "unwilling" but "helpless" "victim" of Hob's affections and love.

He's so guardless to it.

He always was to love.

That's why he keeps getting hurt.

It's a helpless sort of "Please don't hurt me" because he will give his heart away, again and again. And it'll be hurt, over and over.

And when Hob doesn't hurt him it's such an...overwhelming feeling of devotion. I'll end the world for you. I'll create a world for you. I'll— Hob stops him then, with a fond kiss and fonder warmth in his eye.

"Anyone ever told you," Hob starts, pulling Dream over "that you've got the flair for the theatrics?" there's laughing lines around his eyes but he doesn't laugh out loud.

Instead he leans and kisses Dream's cheek, then nuzzles just beneath his ear.

"I don't want you to pay for me loving you," there's a pause "You big, darling idiot" his hand sneaks around Dream's middle and pulls him into a hug, tight and firm. "I just love you, you'll have to accept that".

And Dream, Dream doesn't know what to do with that. He doesn't know what to do when nothing is needed, asked of him, demanded.

When someone actually returns his feelings tenderly and doesn't (yet) (there's always the fear of yet) rejects him and his affections.

"I." he begins, and stops. He doesn't have anything to say.

And for now, perhaps, it's okay.

Hob's hold is firm and sure, it's warm and good.

He relaxes him, muttering softly.

"You dare call me an idiot?"

"A darling idiot." Hob murmurs back.

#is it a rant? is it a hc post? is it writing?#is it all smashed together without regard to being proper #who knows #i just needed to pass a VIBE #dreamling #hob gadling #dream of the endless #the sandman #dream #hob #buns.w #buns.hc #buns.all

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moorishflower · 10 months

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I'm watching Cunk on Earth and the image I got in my brain was one of retired Dream, new and fragile and trying to get his bearings, and Hob tells him "Let's put on something funny? I've been meaning to watch this one." And he puts on Cunk on Earth, and Hob finds it hilarious (especially when she gets to the medieval bits), right up until Dream, who has been -- unbeknownst to Hob -- getting himself well and truly lathered over the past 40-60 minutes, bursts into tears.

"Fuck," Hob says, and scrambles to get into a better position, the awkwardness of sitting beside someone on a sofa not the ideal way to comfort someone who is, by all indications, in the process of having some sort of horrific existential crisis. "Oh, fuck, Dream, sorry, sorry, I don't even know what I'm sorry for, please stop crying, why are we crying?"

(Hob has tried to cultivate a sense of empathy since the 1700s, and sometimes, like now, he thinks he might have overdone it a bit.)

And Dream, sniffling, red-eyed and tear tracks down his cheeks and snot glistening around his nostrils in a way that wouldn't be charming on any other human except for him, says, "All of the things she is saying are wrong."

#dream of the endless #hob gadling #the sandman #laughing and sniffling over the idea of newly-retired Dream being unable to find the humor in absurdism #because he can no longer tell when someone is being wrong on purpose #or lying #or wrong because they just don't know better #Dream trying desperately to find this funny because Hob does #and just getting more and more worked up because he can't #and he wants to be angry but there's no one to be angry AT so it's just tears all the way down

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