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designtheendless · 1 year

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Dream and Delirium of the Endlesspspsps

Meowpheus Monday! And a little Delirium, as a treat 🫧

Dream’s collar inspired by this from @five-and-dimes

#the sandman #sandman #morpheus #dream the endless #meowpheus #meowrpheus #delirium the endless #designtheendlessart

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akascow · 11 months

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sobbing at this teenie tiny wittle morpheus

hes just baby

bonus wittle delirium

#this is from issue 42 btw #dream the endless #the sandman #the sandman comics #delirium the endless

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shademarble · 2 months

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i didnt know what it would take / self portraits

#dc #dc comics #delirium the endless #dream the endless #the sandman #sandman

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five-and-dimes · 8 months

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Good Times Gonna Come

On June 20th, 1989, Hob Gadling died.

He didn't mean too. He never did, but sometimes immortality made him careless, and as the clock passed midnight, the date sliding from 9th to 10th, Hob decided he had earned a night of wallowing.

And when Hob wallowed, he wallowed hard.

Stumbling back to his high class flat, still drunk on a night of crushed hopes, he wastes no time tripping to his own liquor stash. Hob didn't want to die- he was heartbroken, for sure, but he wouldn't trade his life for anything, not even his stranger. That said, he still wanted just a few hours to forget, to stop feeling the aching loss the day had left him with. And so he ignored his glassware and went straight for the fullest bottle of scotch, taking a swig straight from the bottle.

He's already drunk, already unbalanced and slurring, and he has no intention of pacing himself. So Hob isn't quite sure when he ends up on the ground. His eyes hurt, and he tastes saltwater on his lips, but he doesn't remember crying. There's more than one empty bottle on the floor around him, but he only remembers opening two of them. The room is spinning, his stomach rolls like a seasick sailor, and he turns onto his side to clutch his middle, squeezing his eyes shut to try to ease the dizziness. He takes a few deep breaths, which distracts him from the fingers tracing up his bare arm.

Opening his eyes, he finds a girl laying in front of him.

She is young, can't be more than 20, and nearly mirroring Hob's position on the floor-her legs curled up by her chest, but one arm is tucked under her head while the other begins tracing nonsense patterns on Hob's cheek. One side of her head is shaved, and the other flows with long bright hair, that looks like it's moving but that might just be the alcohol. Her eyes are two different colors but every time Hob blinks the blue one switches sides but that might just be the alcohol. He has no idea how she got into his flat but that might just be the alcohol.

When she notices Hob's eyes on her she smiles.

"Hob," she runs her finger down the bridge of his nose, even as he let's out a choked sob.

No one has called him Hob in so long. Someone was supposed to call him Hob yesterday. His name doesn't sound as right in her voice.

"Hob," she leans in closer until they are nose to nose, her voice a whisper like she's telling a secret, "What is the word, for the things between real? You know, like, the stories your heart tells your head when you're not looking?"

When Hob opens his mouth, he wants to say 'who are you?' He wants to say 'how did you get here?' He wants to say 'are you real? Are you with me? Do I know you?'

But what he actually says is

"Dreams."

The girl lights up. Possibly literally, Hob feels like he can't look directly at her, but he knows she is smiling.

"That's the one!"

Hob wants to ask what she means, and if she would mind holding his hair back while he vomits, but the room suddenly pitches, like he's falling even though he's already on the ground.

And then there's nothing.

The next time Hob opens his eyes, the sun is shining through the windows, and he is laying in a puddle of vomit he doesn't remember making, and his body has a familiar stiffness of recent resurrection. And the girl is gone.

Then again, Hob thinks, as he stands and stretches, resigning himself to a day of cleaning up his own mess.

Then again, she was probably never there at all.

#the sandman #my writing #delirium just wants to help but doesn't know how #if anyone knows what this is please let me know cause I got no fucking clue #I just wanted Delirium trying to inspire Hob to help Dream and it not working #delirium the endless #hob gadling #might write more might not who knows #ps please listen to 'good times gonna come' by aqualung

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jasonsthunderthighs · 11 months

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Delirium is literally me, I swear to God.

Sandman Vol. 2 #43 (1992)

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needleandhammer · 2 years

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FANCAST

stephanie hsu as delirium

i like airplanes. i like anywhere that isn't a proper place. i like in-betweens.

#stephanie hsu #the sandman #delirium sandman #the endless #dream #morpheus #fancast #eeaao #jobu tupaki #delirium the endless

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h0neybunzworld · 2 years

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can you do delirium the endless, soap bubbles and tropical fish?

delirium the endless, soap bubbles and tropical fish stimboard

we are so excited to see delirium in the show, their art is so cool!! hope you like it!! /pos

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shipping-kitchen · 2 years

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Endless Fusions (1/18): Despair & Delirium

I don’t know if anyone else would be interested in this, but I’ve making these for my partner because we really like fusions and we thought the Endless siblings would be a really interesting group to make some combinations for!

These are entirely based on the comics, since I haven’t seen the new show and don’t really intend to watch it. (Alan Moore films have jaded me against graphic novel adaptations)

Anyways, here’s Despair and Delirium as a fusion:

Her name is Dissociation. (Not all the fusions will have the D-names but this one does!!) Her shadow is always a distinct human shape, no matter how much she’s coming apart. She wanders between humans and unmoors them from their own bodies, sends them drifting.

#my art #i need a series project or i start to go crazy!#i'm ten fusions in and i think this one's my favourite so far #i love the delirium fusions #sandman #the sandman dc #sandman dc #despair the endless #delirium the endless #tw eye strain #tw dissociation #fusion art

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bet-on-me-13 · 5 months

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Death, Destruction, and Danny

(disclaimer: I have the barest bones idea of what the Endless are or their personalities, so this is just a quick blub of something I thought of at Work)

So! The JLA have just had an encounter with a member of the Endless, and called in Constantine to explain what exactly they are.

"Okay, so it's like this. Before Existence, before The Universe itself, the Personification of Time had a group of Children. These Children each Represent an Aspect of the Universe, and they are as Immortal as Immortal can get." Constantine explained.

"These children are called the Endless. They are, Dream, Destiny, Despair, Desire, Delirium, Destruction, Death, and Danny."

"...Danny?"

"Oh yeah, Danny's a cool guy. He was adopted later on by Time Itself, and he represents Balance. But that's not a word that starts with D so he just goes by his Mortal Name, Danny, to fit in."