Sleep for Grief by Melymbrosia

One of the best things about Sandman fanfic is its variety, and this story is part of that. I don’t want to spoil it by telling you what it’s about. Just read it.

You’re walking in Baghdad. It’s not quite sunset: the sky is magnificent with orange and yellow streaks and looming black clouds, better than any painting of Armageddon.

Darkfic // G // Gen

Take Your Brother to Work Day by Marks

Death and Dream (Daniel).

Gen // PG

Small Fish by Fay

She is cleaning out the fish bowl when he calls. “Sister?” She should perhaps have expected it, but the truth is that she has not been able to think about Dream without pain, and so she has tried not to think about Dream at all. Unsuccessfully, of course.

Death and the new Dream and a bowl of goldfish.

G // Gen

Nothing Will Come Of Nothing by Basingstoke

Rose Walker in the Dreaming, post-Sandman.

And he’s kneeling before you, the white-haired man, with duct tape over his mouth and eyes so you can’t hear him when he screams when you stab him and stab him and stab him.

G // Gen

Alike in Ignorance by Eleanor K.

Desire can be subtle when it cares to be, no matter what Dream might say.

Dream and Desire and Hob in a pub.

NC-17 // PWP

All hearts, which I by lacking by Ellen Fremedon

In which storms are brewing, wine is drunk, and the prince of stories tells stories of his own.

Broken Link // PG // Romance

Where Angels Fear to Tread by Pandarus

Dream comes to visit Desire with a proposition.

PG