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collection of mazifer scenes. by sweetmorpheus
Fandoms: Lucifer (Comic), The Sandman (Comics), The Sandman (TV 2022)
01 Feb 2026
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Assortment of short pieces dusted off from my drive. Still a work in progress, and will be updated regularly.
Comics focused, but can be interpreted as Sandman (TV)
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early sunsets in monroeville. by sweetmorpheus
Fandoms: The Sandman (Comics), Lucifer (Comic)
15 Aug 2023
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He’s carried the weight of that fall every passing minute since, every scar, while that face across the table will soon become new again.
these words changing nothing, as your body remains. and there’s no room in this hell, there’s no room in the next.
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She misses him. Lyta feels him pass her by.
She barely knows him now, the thing that he's become, but she misses everything she never had the chance to learn. Existing in a daze between minutes to hours and half-hearted hallucinations, innocently hoping to be stuck in nothing short of a dream again. Little voices bicker in her head, as she drifts around her apartment. She doesn't leave much.
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Bloodless Porcelain by benignmilitancy for Beevean
Fandoms: 悪魔城ドラキュラX 月下の夜想曲 | Castlevania: Symphony of the Night
07 Oct 2025
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"I think, Father, it is your human side that hates."
Or: Alucard falls asleep in the Long Library.
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23 Feb 2026
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my father's goodness by therisingsons
Fandoms: The Sandman (TV 2022), The Sandman (Comics)
25 Jul 2025
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They stood in front of a portrait of a man with tan-brown skin, a wide smile, and dark, curly hair that was like Daniel’s. So much of his visage was like Daniel’s. The chin. The brown eyes.
“Who…” Daniel started.
Lyta cleared her throat. Her smile had dimmed. “Hector, my husband,” she explained. “Your… father.”
Daniel blinked. In Morpheus’ memories, there was a father. Time, he was called. He was cruel, and cold, and very, very distant–in many ways, he was like Morpheus. In Daniel Hall’s memories, no matter how far he searched, there was no one he called father. He had Mama and he had Auntie with dark skin and colorful hair and a nice smile, but there was no father.
“I’m sorry,” he said, eventually. “I don’t… remember.”
Daniel meets his father.
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Dig.
Don’t think.
Just.
Dig.
Put the tip of the shovel against the ground. Lay your foot on the wide metal edge. Lean your whole body weight forward, down. Feel yourself sink into the hard, baked earth.
Feel your muscles ache and complain with the strain, but don’t think about why. Don’t think about the battle you and he just fought. Don’t think of how you
lostwon.Don’t think about the body lying on the couch behind you, his eyes closed peacefully as if in sleep.
Don’t think about what you failed to tell him, in those final moments.
Just. Dig.
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14 Nov 2023