#delight of the endless

[mayhemspreadingguy]

Delight of the Endless

A collab with @magnusbae who came up with the concept and the colors (⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠).

#we kept sending the wip back and forth like a hot potato xD until the potato was fully baked #and I think the potato turned out great #like I said magnusbae came up with the concept the colors and hair then I gave her face. magnusbae adjusted my colors #and I adden some pencil strokes as a finishing touch #ngl this was a very fun collab that came out of nowhere. hah it was so very interesting! #ok ok I should stop stalling #delight of the endless #delirium of the endless #sandmancentral #sandman #the sandman #magnusbae #mayhem art

[two-hands-toward-the-sun]

Something that really leapt out at me as I was rereading this issue today is??? This is still a portrait of Delight??? And Destiny doesn’t call her Delight or Delirium, merely addressing her as the “youngest of the Endless.” Oh my god.

I don’t have any coherent thoughts about what this signifies, only that it hurts me in some way.

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[lord-morpheus-ravens]

She reached forward and trailed her finger along the shape of her own smile, and then her brother’s; then she pressed her hand firmly over the still faintly-pulsing glow of their once-joined magic and focused inward. “Dream,” she called, double-voiced and echoing, Delirium of today and Delight of yesterday, coming together in the one place outside of time that alone could have preserved She who had been erased from Destiny’s Book. “Dream, where are you? ”

From my Dreamling fic My love will testify (and last through the ages) on Ao3

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[writing-for-life]

A Sacred Garden: Death & Delight—Michael Zulli

Oh… was the first thing I thought when I found this. I need your help, fellow art aficionados…

I am not entirely sure if the title should be “A Wicked Garden” or “A Sacred Garden” (I find the latter more likely because of the symbolism, plus a gallery also has it listed as that), because it is listed as both.

But what on earth are we looking at here?!

Because Death is tied up. I immediately had to think of Jesus on the cross here (not least because Delight’s positioning reminds me of many paintings of the crucifixion and both Maries, but naturally also because of how Death is positioned).

And the flower floating above Delight’s hand is a rose, like in so many of Zulli’s paintings (they often stand for love and passion, but especially with Death, he often uses them for grief and mourning. They don’t have a specific colour here—if they were blue or red, it would be easier to figure out what they stand for. Also, I have to think of swirling things the way the rose is floating 🍥).

But what is going on here? Who tied Death to the tree? And what with all the skulls? Are they symbolic for Delight dying/changing to Delirium?

And is this some sort of altar (the thing Delight is holding on to with her right, with the jug on the left and the ram’s skull on the right)? Who’s the sacrificial lamb here? Is she bargaining for more time as Delight?

Another connotation is that of St. Sebastian, in many depictions tied to a tree, although that’s less straightforward. People used to pray to St. Sebastian for protection against the plague, which could also make sense in this context (mental plague rather than bubonic—again, is there some bargaining going on here?). I’m honestly so confused…

Or could we actually turn this on its head, and it’s not about Delight turning into Delirium at all—at least not at this point. What if it’s actually about Death, and how she relates to her function, and her own struggles? I’ll just leave that question sitting there...

Zulli painted a Triptych of Death and Delight roundabout the same time which makes me think that could be also be an option, or at least that they are both affecting each other:

The individual paintings are called “She rides a pale horse”, “Sisters” and “Eternal Spring.” Here, the roses are actually coming out of Delight’s hair, and they’re red. And her hair is beginning to dissolve in the last one.

Edit to quickly remind everyone of this reference to the falling blossoms in her domain in Brief Lives:

This takes me in all different directions, and it’s immensely confusing.

Death as the saviour makes sense (well, sometimes I guess). But is Delight looking for salvation? Did she want to die? Is that what turned her into Delirium? Is it symbolic for the loss of innocence and understanding that this is what comes for all of us? Or is it also about Death?

“Oh” indeed…

Tagging @tickldpnk8 @windsweptinred without pressure—and everyone else who’d like to have a go at this one.

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[windsweptinred]

I can't get over the idea of Hob taking Deliriums old role of Delight of the Endless. Because the man is the pure embodiment of humanities delight at living. It could be gifted to him by Father Time and Mother Night, or earnt... Or hell, you could just go pure Disney's Hercules and have him prove himself in an act of true, selfless love for Dream.

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[fl4mingh0e]

❥ [ The Sandman ] The Corinthian icons

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[ihatecoconut]

Canpes

Also on AO3!

kind of based on @softest-punk hobsbandverse

The only information Hob gets from Destiny is that whoever is accompanying him to the event will be waiting in the passenger seat of his car. There’s a certain petulant tone to Destiny’s voice that suggests it is not going to be him.

Delirium is waiting when he climbs in the driver’s side, dressed appropriately in a pretty pink dress and with the colours in her hair faded to a more respectable level – i.e., they won’t burn out anyone’s retinas. She beams when she sees him.

“Hi Hob!”

He laughs, “Hey Del, you were destined to accompany me?”

She leans in, close, like she’s imparting a secret. “There was a fight.” She tells him. “’twas funny, everyone was stood in their galleries and yelling at the other sigils.”

That does sound funny, actually, Hob can imagine them all getting increasingly irate at each other over something as simple as who gets to come with him to an admittedly boring faculty party.

She giggles suddenly and leans in even closer, pressing their noses together. “Even Death and Destiny.”

“And you?”

She scrunches her nose up. “I would have if I had had an opp… opp…”

“Opportunity?”

“Yes! Opportunity. Destiny kept speaking when I wanted to.”

Hob laughs again. “Didn’t he already know it was going to be you?”

“He wanted to change it.” She settles back in her seat and lets him start the car. “He only said it was me when he lost.”

It warms something in him to know that they were all so determined to be with him, even to the point of trying to change the Book.

“Good to know.”

 They pull into the carpark and Hob is not surprised to see that there is already a reasonable number of cars present. The event did technically start almost half an hour ago.

“Alright.” He turns the engine off and turns to face Delirium. “You ready to schmooze?”

Her face screws up. “Schmooze.”

“Yeah. Don’t repeat that in front of anyone, yeah?”

She nods, incredibly serious, and Hob just has enough time to think that he might want to rephrase that to explain that while it was a joke, he also doesn’t want her referring to it as schmoozing in front of anyone, when her face breaks out in a brilliant and mischievous smile.

He grins back, holds up a fist. “Let’s do this?”

Del hits it with her own. “Do this.”

The Dean sweeps over as soon as the two of them enter, taking in Delirium – undeniably a child – with not a small amount of trepidation.

“Rob!” She says, somehow managing to incorporate both an exclamation mark and an ellipsis into her voice. “Who is this?”

He wraps an arm around Delirium’s shoulders. “Uh, this is Del, my partners’ sibling.”

“They’re busy.” Del offers, polite and reasonable. Hob wonders who gave her instructions on how to act.

The Dean’s face clears slightly, not completely, because Hob loves to keep people guessing on how many partners he actually has, and this does not at all clear anything up for her. ‘They’ could be one, or two, or in this case actually seven, but she doesn’t know that. “Oh, well it was so nice of you to join us instead.”

Del nods, seriously. “We could not let him face you alone.”

Hob manages to restrain the shocked laugh down to a snort. That is almost certainly something he said to Dream, about not wanting to face the faculty alone when everyone else would be with their partners. “She means because no one else will be.”

“Oh!” The Dean laughs as well. “I’ll introduce you to my husband at some point,” she waves a hand vaguely across the room, “unfortunately he has been drawn into a different conversation.”

“Ah, well, there’s no rush, right? We’ve got all evening.”

Del nods again, serious. “And if that falls through there is always the rest of your lives.”

The Dean cups a hand over her mouth, apparently already getting used to Del’s particular chain of thought. “Very true. It was nice to meet you.”

“You also.”

She wanders off again, probably to greet someone else, leaving the two of them hovering by the doorway and looking out across the room. Hob wonders if Delirium is going to whisper the weird hallucinations and beliefs of the people present, the same way Dream tells him their night time fantasies and Desire lets him know their waking ones.

Instead, she tugs on his arm excitedly. “Look, Hob, canapes!”

He lets her pull him over to the ‘buffet’ an admittedly poor selection of tiny foods, and watches her try one of each, accepting every time she pushes one, she particularly likes on him. It’s a new way to experience these sorts of events and he thinks that maybe that’s the point, maybe that’s why the Book decided she would be the one to accompany him.

Del bops him on the nose, pulling him out of his musings. “Thinking?”

“Yup. ‘bout you.”

She beams at him and holds up a tiny eclair. He opens his mouth and lets her stick it in, chewing obediently when she pulls her fingers back and stares expectantly.

“’s good.”

“Death says ones from France are better.”

“We’ll have to go to France sometime then.” Hob replies without really thinking about it.

The hopeful way she looks up at him in response almost breaks his heart. “Really?”

“Of course.”

He thinks she might be about to say something else, but his office neighbour appears beside them before she can.

“Rob! And who might this be?”

Del wipes her hand on her dress before offering it to Ally and Hob winces internally. Money he might have, but the dress she (or someone else) has conjured up looks incredibly expensive.

“I am Del.”

“Well, it’s nice to meet you, Del, I’m Ally.” Ally shoots him an amused look out the corner of her eye.

“Yes,” Del says very seriously, “of medieval literature.”

The amused look becomes impressed, “Yup, you heard about me?”

Hob is very certain that he doesn’t talk about work when he hangs out with Del, which means that she must have gained this information from one of her siblings, and she’d confirmed earlier that they had literally argued over who got to accompany him, but this means that they talk about him when he’s not there. It settles something in his chest that worries sometimes they are all just humouring him.

“Lots.” Del agrees. “Hob is very fond of you.”

She softens visibly, “Well, I’m quite fond of him also.”

At the other end of the table, a waiter lays down a tray of new things and, rather than responding, Del lights up excitedly and scurries off to try one, leaving Hob to face Ally.

“Thought you were bringing one of the undefined number of partners. That’s a child.”

“I know.” Hob replies, because he does. And, sure, Del might technically be eons older than him, but she has the mind of a child – Destiny had described her as ‘not quite broken, almost shattered’ once. “She’s their sibling.”

“Which one’s?”

“Uh, all of them?”

Ally visibly processes this information. “I’m sorry.” She says in a voice that is anything but. “The undefined number of mysterious partners are… all siblings?”

“I think they have a shared calendar.”

She looks like she wants to say more in response to that, but Del reappears with two of the new canapes and holds one out to each of them. Whatever bone Ally has to pick with this weird arrangement of his apparently has nothing to do with Del because her face softens immediately, and she takes the offered food. Hob does as well.

“There are people over there who want to talk to you,” Del adds, helpfully, “I heard them talking.”

Hob follows her gaze to some more members of the faculty. “Alright, might wanna grab some more snacks, I don’t know how long this is gonna take.”

She nods and bounces off down the table, grabbing a paper plate because they might be in a fancy establishment, but G-d forbid anyone has to do any washing up.

Ally presses a hand to his arm, concern gently written in her eyes. “Rob, I’m not gonna tell you what to do with your life, but… are you sure about this?”

He looks down to where Delirium is weighing up how many of something to put on the plate and can almost imagine Dream peering over her shoulder, nose scrunched up in distaste, Death at his side laughing, the twins whispering about the people present, Destiny watching over them and Destruction watching Hob himself. He blinks and the images vanish.

“Yeah, yeah I’m sure about this.”

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[angelphonia]

This is Delight who will soon be Delirium.

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[noiselessbuck]

delight // delirium

@gender-snatched some of my old art but thought you might want to see

#i honestly forgot about it until i was reading your fic today #snake draws #delirium of the endless #delight of the endless #the sandman

[mischiefs-hawk]

I really like the idea that Hob is hope and represents like a flip side to the D-Endless. Like a side B on a CD.

I saw a similar post about this somewhere but I haven't seen anyone try to come up with the 6 others.

So if Time and Night had Destiny, Death, Dream, Destruction, Desire, Despair and Delight/Delirium what's the opposite?

(again, a lot of this is from other dreamling posts that I don't remember enough to be able to find)

Reality and Light as the 'parents'

Destiny would be Harmonious or Hallow

Death's would be Hale

Dream's is Hope, obviously

Destruction's is Haunt

Desire would be Hunt

Despair's would be Horror

Delirium/Delight would be Haze

I do like the idea of these being Endless who are made instead of born.

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[shochmonster]

Keep an eye out for a very special announcement regarding this tarot series in the near future!

0 | 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08 | 09 | 10

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[comparativetarot]

Wheel of Fortune. Art by Shannon Hochman, from the Sandman Tarot Deck.

#Shannon Hochman #Sandman Tarot Deck #The Wheel #Major Arcana #Tarot #The Sandman #Delight of the Endless #Delirium of the Endless

[littledreamling]

I love posts/fics about Hob meeting the entire Endless family as much ad the next person, but I genuinely think that the only one he shouldn’t (and wouldn’t want) to meet is Destiny. I firmly believe that he and Death would be besties (and probably meet more often than Hob and Dream, let’s be honest). If Hob ever met Destruction, I think they would be week;y drinking buddies, reminiscing about the past, about the wars, and hoisting each other out of maudlin musings of all they have been responsible for in the past; I think they would be good for each other. I think Desire would take a keen interest in Hob, right up until they realized that the only desire Hob has is a desire for life, for everything that life has to offer; he has no interest in material possessions or any of the other worldly ambitions that most mortals have. Despair would adore Hob, if only because he would welcome her presence; he understands her importance and has felt her influence throughout his long life far too many times to be uncomfortable around or hateful towards her essence. Delirium, too, would love Hob, because his love of life, his delight in the simple joys, mirrors hers; he would be perhaps the most patient and understanding of her eccentricities and odd behavior (he has raised a child before, and Delirium’s temperament is not unlike that of a child; it sparks that same paternal instinct that urges him to comfort, to play along, to listen enraptured to her long-winded and winding stories).

Destiny, however, is a painful meeting. Every meeting with Destiny is painful, not because he is cruel, but simply due to his nature. He is the past, the present, the future. He is everything you must know, not necessarily what you want to hear. And he knows this. To Dream, he even says “I am Destiny. I am what must happen, will it or no. And I am your brother. If I could live your life for you, I would. But that is not within my power.” He knows that his advice and guidance is unwelcome, just as he knows exactly how those around him will react to it. He knows whether or not they will follow it before he even gives it. He cares deeply for his family but even as he tries to help them, he knows how futile his efforts are, and he hates it. And while this has somewhat devolved into a half-assed character study of Destiny, I think that he’s the one Endless sibling that all of the other siblings would try to keep Hob as far away from as possible. His presentiments are painful enough for his fellow Endless (going so far as to send Dream spiraling into a half-page meltdown); I can’t imagine how Hob’s human mind, immortal as he may be, would react to finding himself face-to-face with Destiny and all of his infinite knowledge (which, as we see with Delirium’s shift from Delight, isn’t as infinite as Destiny likes to think it is, but that’s beside the point). Destiny knows everything about Hob, his birth, his life, and his eventual death. This wouldn’t be welcome information for anyone involved, yet Destiny carries the burden of this knowledge, and everyone knows it. It would be a meeting on eggshells and a bed of nails.

This got really ramble-y but long story short, I think Hob meeting every other Endless sibling would be humorous/wholesome, but everyone has a vested interest in keeping Hob away from Destiny. It would be a meeting that could only end in pain and heartache and far too much insight into his own future, insight that no human should ever have.

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[q-ueen-potato]

I finished watching "The Sandman" and I was wondering what would be the name of the rest of the endless if they had one?

Like Dream is also called Morpheus...

I feel that Death would have a egyptian name(because of the Ankh necklace and the Eye of Horus Tattoo/make up she have later in the comics)

Desire should have a name in Greek too

Destiny I think match with a name in Hebrew or even Arabic, probably a name of an Angel?

Delirium probably would have a really uncommon name in a very unknown language

I still can't think something to Destruction and Despair

#the sandman #dream of the endless #desire of the endless #death of the endless #destiny of the endless #despair of the endless #destruction of the endless #delirium of the endless #delight of the endless #i don't know what yo put here anymore #some name ideas?

[windsweptinred]

What if: The return of Delight of the Endless

The process has begun, the Fates have had their pound of flesh... Death of the Endless stretches her hand towards her baby brother. Daniel Hall's mortality burns away as the power of Dream of the Endless begins to flow from Morpheus to his successor. But suddenly there is Hob, who throws himself between the siblings. Refuses to let Morpheus go. Begs him to give life a chance, love a chance... To allow joy back into his heart. But if he can't, if he is truly too tired to keep living, then Hob will follow him to the Sunless Lands. Dream has a choice. Take his sisters hand and rest, but rob Hob of the life he treasures so much. Or take a chance, open himself up to the possibility of happiness, trust Hob with his torn and battered heart. Two hands, one Death's , one Hob's are offered, outstretched towards him. He makes a choice...

The transition of power suddenly falters, the power of Dream of the Endless rushes back to Morpheus. Yet it's too late for Daniel, who is no longer mortal, but not yet Endless. There cannot be two Dreams. The universe, desperately tries to right itself. Morpheus has chosen joy over death. Thus Daniel, child of the Dreaming, forever connected to its monarch, is encapsulated in said joy. The cosmos recognises a vacancy long left void... And Daniel Hall, is reborn as Delight of the Endless instead.

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[ilyasfanart]

Sandman fan art depicting Delirium/Delight in the midst of her change.

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