Lynx (LotusRox)

(Because Dreamwidth makes me feel like a spry young 20-something, ok. Just in case someone comes take a look at this journal I intend to use to participate in the Sandman Kink Meme.)









--- Build An Altar (Fix Your Heart) 

Dreamling, PG-13, smut in later chapters

Tags:

AU-Canon Divergence, Hob Gadling Saves Dream, Whump, Angst with a Happy Ending, Occultism, Everyone Is In Denial, Courtly Love, It Gets Worse Before It Gets Better, Slow Burn, Historical Accuracy, Referenced Drug Use, Story within a Story, Canon-Typical Violence, Experimental Style, The author is a nerd, Hob Gadling is an ADHD Icon and I’ll die on this hill, Unbeta’d (but obsessively edited), Rated For Future Chapters, Additional Tags to Be Added.

Summary:

Hob had first stumbled upon, and then been dragged into this whole esoteric business. The chance of sating both his wanderlust and his loneliness had been to good to pass, and there he’d gone - Faking it until he’d made it. Conning this secret society at leisure, posing as the immortal Count of St. Germain. For once, he didn’t have to lie about his age…

… And their books let him search for an echo of his Stranger in their lines. He’d keep his distance, he swore. But the loss of the one place he could return to always, the distress of this place being a person– It had hit him hard.

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(Or, Hob Gadling learns first hand why you don’t impersonate another immortal, the perils of cult mentality, and why calling your Stranger your North Star isn’t platonic. Not at all.)

--- A Foundation For The Stars

Dreamling, PG

Tags:

Current Events, Science Fiction, Post-Canon Fix-it, (For Morpheus and for us), Unbeta’d, CW: Suicidal Ideation, Mentions of Antifascism.

Summary:

“… One century from now? Are you sure?”, Hob asks, and his voice is reedy in a way that throws Morpheus all the way back to 1689 - An open wound with a chance of scar tissue, if you let it.

Morpheus doesn’t want to tell him ‘I may not come next century’ to rip off the band-aid quickly. Certainly, he’s never going to tell him 'you could be the reason I do.’
 
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(On the nature of hope, history, and getting through 'till their next date… In 2089.)


 

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---  For Parasocialite, Inktober Prompt "Salty"

Wordcount: 266

Morpheus being thirsty af. Softcore smut, pwp, I regret nothing.



--- For Parasocialite, Inktober Prompt "Bat"

Wordcount: 234

A Vampire AU, kinda horny as you do, but more about the pining and denial.



--- For Parasocialite, Inktober Prompt "Nest"

Wordcount: 146

Fluffy piece. Morpheus runs cold, and Hob runs hot. Thermal Equilibrium, bby!



--- For Watercubebee, To Go With Her Pixiv Post

Wordcount: 550

Hob has taken to smoke inside and Dream isn't pleased by this habit. Softcore/Implied smut.



--- For the thread discussing Morally Gray Hob

Wordcount: 889

Hob Gadling isn't a good man. He does his best, but sooner or later... He relapses. And he will not let Dream know this.



--- Run, Baby Run - Garbage

Wordcount: 1068

An University AU, ft. Morpheus being a fledgling writer and Hob being an actor in the making. There's some angst, miscommunication, Morpheus being gloriously autistic as deserved, and A Happy Ending. Fluffy thing.



--- Running Up That Hill - Placebo

Wordcount: 555 words

A Pre-fixit fic, assuming the series is <i>vying</i> for an ending similar to the comic's. Hob is good at spotting the red flags of deep depression, and races against time to find Morpheus



--- Ready to Start - Arcade Fire

Wordcount: 1989 words

A Post-Canon AU, assuming the series has an ending similar to the comic's. Morpheus isn't Dream, and being brought back from the dead by Daniel Hall is proof. He's a nightmare. Hob begs to disagree. Healing, and Angst with a Happy Ending, which is my brand.