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They sat at the New Inn one afternoon, while Hob graded papers and Dream had a cup of chamomile tea, but his eyes couldn’t help but focus on a shiny pin on Hob’s jumper shaped like a flag, the shades of pink, purple and blue a spot of proud colour in Hob’s otherwise earthy colour palette.
“It’s the bisexual pride flag.”
“Hm?” Dream’s eyes darted up to meet Hob’s, tilting his head slightly. He wasn’t sure if he should feel bad for being caught, because he wasn’t sure what he was looking at in the first place.
“The pin. I wear it for my students, but also for myself. The kids feel safer I guess, knowing they have at least one of their own in the faculty. Can’t say it doesn’t make me feel good too.”
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Hob Gadling invites Dream to a meeting of the uni's queer clubs at the New Inn. Dream learns more about his own gender identity, and that he's very much in love with his best friend.
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- Part 2 of Tumblr Ask Fics & Oneshots
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27 Feb 2026
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How could Dream not fall in love with someone that treated him like he was the moon? How could the moon not love the sun?
"I'm grateful for you too, you know. The kids loved you. I'm sure I'll be getting asked about you for the rest of the semester. Maybe even longer." Hob's eyes were so fond it made Dream want to cry.
"And how would you like to answer their inquiries?"
"What do you mean?"
"Would you like to tell them of your dearest, oldest friend…" Dream leaned in, bringing Hob's hand to his own cheek. He pressed a soft kiss to Hob's palm, and watched as Hob's eyes followed his every move. There was no turning back from this. "...or would you prefer to tell them about your lover, Hob?"
For a moment, time stopped. Their eyes met, and before Dream could get anxious or regret his words, Hob was already standing and leaning over the table, locking their lips together.
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In which the Lord of Dreams makes some impulsive decisions at least once a century, Hob Gadling is bad at getting him to talk but good at getting him into bed and a promise that was never meant to be said will be broken...
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17 Feb 2026
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”... I could take you as a dog, or conjure you a second lover,...” Dream muses, obviously quite taken with his own suggestions as he spins stories, decidedly proud of his own creative imagination, and Hob bites his lips and hisses with need, watching him shift and change.
“I want you as you are. As you want to be,” Hob huffs out, overwhelmed, and Dream stops, his features slipping back into his impassive, normal expression, haughty, square jaw and glinting cat-eyes.
He shrugs, briefly arches his eyebrows, and leans down to unceremoniously take Hob into his mouth.
“Fuck,” Hob swears, and wonders, if despite his immortality, he maybe won’t survive the night.
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Lord Morpheus' Orchestra of Tragedies and Lullabies by virgodream
Fandoms: The Sandman (TV 2022)
30 Oct 2022
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"How?" The question escaped his lips quicker than he'd expected. Truth was, he was in desperate need of something, anything, to pass the time. To fill a void he wasn't willing to admit existed within him. How could something endless miss a piece?
"I could grant him his wish."
How she knew that was exactly what he needed to hear was beyond him, and he felt something grow inside him, a spark of excitement, like children playing games in the dark after bedtime. Even in his usual nonchalance, Dream was unable to pretend this wasn't very much to his liking. "Do that, and he'll be begging for death within a century, I assure you."
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16 Feb 2026
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As he hurried up the stairs of his palace, the buzzing electricity of his physical body seemed to have left some sort of neural memory on him, which should be impossible, as granting immortality to anyone out of pure amusement should be impossible.
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Dream nonsense by notallsandmen (notallmaenads)
Fandoms: The Sandman (TV 2022), The Sandman (Comics)
28 Oct 2022
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I love the headcanon that Hob calls Dream “duck”. Adding to that, my own headcanon is that Hob calls him ”draumskrok” (“dream-nonsense”, in old Norse) when he is mildly annoyed with him. In essence, I wrote another fic but got derailed by the prospect of Hob heckling Dream in old Norse.
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16 Feb 2026
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A Lesson In Tribology by notallsandmen (notallmaenads) for BeatnikFreak, behold_me
Fandoms: The Sandman (TV 2022), The Sandman (Comics)
08 Jan 2024
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Tribology: The science of friction, lubrication, and wear.
Or, the Hob Titty Fucking Dream fic
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15 Feb 2026
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“Oi, Pillow Prince of Stories — you could be on top, for once, since you’re not as affected by the heat as I am.”
The way Dream solemnly nods, resigning himself to his tragic fate, to again be saddled with the crushing duty of having to do any work in bed except for coming , was frankly so adorably melodramatic that the end of Hob’s sentence trailed out into a sputter.
“ Fine , fine, if you’re going to pout about it, I yield.”