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Beat, early 30s. she/they. actual adult. even my cats don't think I'm cool. this is my writing tumblr. snippets, music recs, general fandom dump. current WIPs: 'please wake me'; 'break me apart, love'; 'hold fast the dead', 'their choicest and most rare invention'. reviews from friends: "narrative dominatrix"; "stop edging us". takes any excuse to include a historical footnote. trans lives matter. free palestine!

[beatnikfreakiswriting]

beatnikfreak's Dreamling fic masterlist

I feel like this will make things on my tumblr a little easier to manage. I have written for other fandoms, but I'll confine myself to Sandman as it's my hyperfixation of the last two and a bit years.

N.B.: my AO3 is locked, so you'll need an account to access these fics. if you need an AO3 invite, shoot me a message!

the sound of the unlocking and the lift away (a.k.a. the WYLMK universe, in order)

the first five are on AO3!

would you let me know?/ I could make some time if you wanted | Explicit | 150,934 words (complete)

the academia AU where Hob and Dream are colleagues who fall for one another as they teach a class together. | human AU, academia AU, slow-burn into developing relationship, mental health, queer identity, bitching about academia |

2. a collection of group threads regarding disgusting behaviour from firends who are in love (and making it everyone else's problem) | Teen | 5,940 words (in progress)

Hob and Dream's relationship told through the medium of various friends, colleagues and neighbours. | texting fic, outsider POV |

3. in these frozen and silent nights/ sometimes in a dream, you appear | Explicit | 4,346 words (one-shot)

a little snapshot of Hob and Dream, their first December together. | snowball fights, Christmas, cuddling, fluffy smut |

4. living on your breath; feeling with your skin | Explicit | 4,846 words (one-shot)

in which Hob discovers what's in Dream's bedside table. post WYLMK. | kink discovery, topping from the bottom |

5. please wake me/ for my love lies patiently | Explicit | 83,314 words (in progress)

the sequel, in which Hob and Dream's relationship grows and they build a future together. | established relationship, mental health, trauma, abusive parents, relationship milestones, growing together, kink discovery |

then these tumblr-only fics, which are canon, but won't be posted on AO3 until the main story has caught up to them chronologically

6. some snippets of Dream's POV of wylmk | Teen (rating will change)

I will finish this piece one day. It's not a shot-for-shot POV companion, but only certain scenes/chapters.

7. behaving badly at the faculty Christmas party | Explicit | 2,811 words (one-shot)

does what it says on the tin, and reveals some mildly concerning information about Merv the security guard. set around a month after please wake me will finish. | Christmas parties, misuse of cleaning cupboards, frottage |

8. trying to have sex at your mum's house silently | Explicit | 3,497 words (one-shot)

Hob and Dream are at Hob's Mum's for Christmas. set around a year after please wake me will finish. | Christmas, sneaking around, they're engaged yo |

9. Dream's terrible Christmas baking | General | 2,247 words (one-shot)

Dream just won't stop trying to bake. Hob doesn't mind that he's destroyed their kitchen. Set two years after please wake me will end. | terrible cooking, they're married |

break me apart, love (a.k.a. the adventures of Dr Dream Murphy and Hob Gadling, who really have got to stop hooking up at academic conferences) (in progress)

treat me like a slut, by Dream Murphy, PhD | Explicit | 3,340 words (one-shot)

in which long-time academic rivals Hob and Dream finally fuck about it. | trans Dream, academia AU, gratuitous medieval literary references, semi-public sex, dom/sub |

2. am I underground, or am I in too deep? | Explicit | 6,804 words (one-shot)

in which Dream and Hob keep fucking about it, and Hob catches feelings. and then Dream comes to Hob at the last conference of the season, and asks for something they've never shared before. | catching feelings, dom/sub, semi-public sex |

3. are you here the way I'm here? | Mature | 12,677 words (one-shot)

in the aftermath of the night they shared, Hob has to come to terms with Dream ghosting him, and all the other weird ways he's behaving. | ghosting, feelings, angst, they finally talk about it |

of Percy Pigs, 2am thesis crises, and queer awakenings (a.k.a. an AU where Hob and Dream are absolutely feral PhD students) (in progress)

we're only young and naive still | Explicit | 7,577 words (one-shot)

what happens when you nearly kiss your best friend at 5am in the postgraduate study room. | friends to lovers, queer awakening, webcam sex |

to take care of me (a.k.a. a canonverse series about Dream learning to be loved) (in progress)

heaven came down like a blanket | General | 1,705 words (one-shot)

Dream comes to Hob after a bad experience in Hell. Hob takes care of him, and Dream realises he's allowed. | hurt/comfort, blankets, first kiss |

2. hope there's someone | Explicit | 2,743 words (one-shot)

Dream's having a bad time. Hob takes care of him. | care-taking, hurt/comfort, handjobs, cuddling |

3. if you need to, darling, lean your weight to me | Explicit | 2,277 words (one-shot)

Sometimes Hob has to convince Dream he's a person. | care-taking, hurt/comfort, thigh riding |

transatlanticism (a.k.a. a modern AU second-chance romance about two dads on different continents) (in progress)

there's so much this hurt has taught us both | Explicit | 12,497 words (one-shot)

Hob bumps into Dream in New York fifteen years after their messy breakup. they both have changed for the better. | love after loss, mourning, fatherhood, anal sex |

2. all our debris flows to the ocean/ to meet again, I hope it will | Teen | 15,902 words (one-shot)

falling in love over email is its own kind of magic. | epistolary, love after loss, long distance, excessive literary references |

other stories

their choicest and most rare invention (a.k.a. my early modern playhouses fic) | Teen | 11,138 words (in progress)

Hob is a merchant adventurer in 1604, who finally gets the courage to speak to the dark-haired actor he has pined for since he was a lad. | historical fiction, early modern London, acting, gratuitous references to early modern drama.

hold fast the dead (a.k.a. my Abhorsen fusion) | Mature | 29,916 words (in progress)

Hob is a Charter battle-mage sent out on a mission with the Abhorsen, Dream, to solve a mystery that threatens the whole Old Kingdom. Dream is not very nice about it. | Abhorsen, Old Kingdom, necromancy, mystery, gore |

is there a space/ somewhere in your world, that was always for me? | General | 4,126 words (one-shot)

Hob walks Dream home from a party on the other side of town, and Dream wonders: does Hob do this for all his friends, or just for him? | university AU, feelings realisation, first kiss |

crisp sandwiches, and other expressions of love | General | 2,862 words (one-shot)

it's International Crisp Sandwich Day, and Dream is happy to try things when it's with Hob. | canon-verse, food as love language, domestic fluff |

How To Get Fired From Your Exploitative Academic Job, by Hob Gadling, PhD | Explicit | 5,050 words (one-shot)

in which Hob tries his very best to get fired via his Endless boyfriend, a total lack of shame, and a vibrating butt plug. | public sex, canonverse, overstimulation, dom/sub, bitching about academia |

these little words | General | 1,000 words (one-shot)

at their 1689 meeting, Dream reflects on Hob's resilience amid suffering, and falls in love. | 1689 meeting, period references, Hob's endless hope, love realisations |

let's get out of this city | General | 1,222 words (one-shot)

Hob is the novelist Dream Uferlos' publicist, they're on a book tour, and he's punched a right-wing nutter in the face. because he's in love, obviously. | book-burnings, right wing nonsense, love confessions, first kiss |

miscellaneous

my general fic writing tag is here, and I post a lot about the WIPs that aren't ready for proper posting yet, such as my retired Dream fic.

and here's a little bit of meta that turned into fic:

Hob loves lava lamps | General

[kkruana]

fanart erwin smith/levi ackerman

[wtf-is-hockey]

[Screenshot]

I hope Hudson plays every gay role ever for the rest of forever I need anyone who isn’t Hudson to stop playing gay roles.

[academicblorbo]

Hudson: "sexuality is fluid"

Hudson: "I've always felt left out and lonely"

Hudson: doesn't react when someone calls him queer

Hudson: doesn't react when someone feminizes him

Hudson: completely unphased about heavily making out with men on camera

Hudson: proud owner of the world's largest leopard print underwear collection

These idiots: ugh don't you hate it when straight men are straight

[beatnikfreakiswriting]

*Don't You Want Me by the Human League comes up on the radio while at work*

*me tearing up like I would over an ex* Everything reminds me of them (wylmk Dream seducing Hob on the dancefloor).

This may or may not be based on true events that occurred half an hour ago.

heeheehee this has absolutely tickled me.

I WANT TO FINISH THEIR STORYYYYYYYY

[grynwood]

Wanted to paint something. Idk. Easter next week. Space Jesus

[necrocosmic]

the cast of barely edited tlt memes has expanded :))

(all fanarts included are by @naomistares !!!)

[beatnikfreakiswriting]

Huge wins for Hob Gadling a la "the sound of the unlocking and the lift away"! Aston Villa won the Europa league!

ayyyy, good for Hob! I'd say I'm surprised I didn't hear about it, but I think the last time I noticed anything about men's football was the World Cup, and even then I couldn't tell you who won...

[grynwood]

"I don't let go. It's my one thing"

[normally-blue]

The Emperor's Reason

[harrirats]

haunted

[perotovar]

shane hollander appreciation week: day three favorite quotes: his multitudes ♥

HEATED RIVALRY (2025-) dir. Jacob Tierney

[wild-moss-art]

This is why I read the reddit comments

[awsydawnarts]

[quarterclever]

I love how the notes for this are just chock full of examples of the most batshit specific things people research for their fanfics. Truly a treasure trove.

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Some of my favorites

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And my absolute fav

[hymnism]

stop worrying about protein and start worrying about fiber

[penandinkprincess]

fucking CACKLING after thinking about how seeing ilya made shane's heartrate go down in the hospital because i'm imagining shane being out of it and mildly combative/confused/upset after something like getting his wisdom teeth taken out or something and really ONLY calming down with ilya right next to him, which is very sweet

except for the fact that it's now ilya's turn to be VERY nervous about what shane is going to say in front of his parents in a reversal of shane having about three heart attacks concurrently thinking he was going to have to hear ilya explain the concept of fuckbuddies during the dinner scene

because yes very sweet that shane wasn't listening to ANYONE about rinsing his mouth out until ilya said to do it, but shane's obedience is not limited to heeding medical instructions, and ilya is SWEATING about shane's drugged mind playing connect the dots with how much he likes ilya telling him to do things and deciding to start talking about it

[frederbee]

(tags absolutely NECESSARY via @penandinkprincess) #ilya being a very sweet partner and holding a cup up for shane because there's some blood in his mouth after changing the gauze out#and telling him to spit#and shane who is in OUTER SPACE just half-smirking and ilya knows what's coming even before shane slurs out a#'that's not what you usually-' 'SHANE. THE BLOOD. SPIT THE BLOOD OUT OF YOUR MOUTH.'#and there is no way for ilya to tell yuna and david to leave because their son is not audience aware rn#and really likes being bossed around in bed and is thus playing apples to apples in his head with instructions rn#ilya as shane's emotional support in this setting except man is fucking STRESSED#shane's straight chilling and feeling very pampered and safe with ilya#meanwhile ilya has the resting heartrate of someone being hunted for sport#yuna and david both <3 :) enjoying watching their son's partner prove he's a loving and supportive and gentle life partner#and meanwhile ilya is just fucking PRAYING that helping shane put gauze back in his mouth isn't making him think#about things he LIKES having in his mouth#(it is)#shane keeps spitting it back out because Texture Bad#and ilya (not thinking) is just 'stop doing this. i am going to get a bandana or something and you will look like a kidnapping victim.#is this what you want?'#and shane is just *big happy sparkly eyes* 'i mean i liked when you tied a belt ar-'#and ilya just 'NO'#thank GOD yuna and david were talking to the doctor at that moment#but now he can SEE shane thinking about it and being so happy in his memory#and ilya is sitting here listening to discharge instructions just thinking 'don't speak don't speak don't speak don't speak'#as hard as he can at shane

[penandinkprincess]

@commanderbabyboy

ilya uses the like 0.5 seconds he's got when david is going to get coffee and yuna is stepping into the hall to SO gently take shane's face in his hands and get his attention like "hey, hey, shane, can you focus, please? ye-no, sweetheart, don't touch the gauze again. okay, do you want to be good for me?"

*muffled because there's cotton in his mouth* "yesh :)"

"good, you are always so good for me" *head kiss* "now, i need you to be VERY good and NOT talk until i say so, okay?"

"but you like when i'm loud, don't you?" *big, teary eyes* "you don't want me to tell you when i feel good?" *wobbly lip that would break a FAR harder heart than ilya's, especially when shane also currently has some very cute chipmunk cheeks happening*

"no, no, dorogoy, you know i love all of your pretty words and sounds." *smooch smooch* "but this is a new game, okay? we are trying something new together."

*still slightly sniffly but nod nod* "my shafeword is fashe-off"

*clinging to composure with the tips of his fingers* "yes, very good. but right now you are not going to say ANY words, okay?"

*nod nod and pleased little smile because he remembers The Rules under these circumstances* "then i tap you three timesh"

*SO close to fully having a breakdown* "yes, very good. and now time to be quiet, yes?"

*shane almost hits himself in the face miming zipping his lips shut*

and this works GREAT

...until the nurse asks shane what his pain level is on a scale of 1-10, and shane remains SILENT. and the nurse is, "shane? we can adjust your pain medication if you need. it's not a trick question." and shane just lolls his head over to the side and BEAMS at ilya because Look How Good I Am Being. :)

and ilya is about to just start beating his head against a wall.

[hardlyhinged]

Op’s tags

[penandinkprincess]

in fucking TEARS imagining shane whining through his nose (because not speaking! he remembers The Rules!!) as ilya is now trying to pull his hands away, and the nurse is just "oh, honey, don't worry. no one's going to be selling photos of the two of you holding hands here. we don't let cameras in past the door."

and thank you, ma'am, that's very kind

but it's NOT the fucking issue here

adding @nightquills

because i am truly CACKLING about the idea of shane just inventing his own rules as they go and now ilya has to try and keep him quiet while ALSO solving riddles from HELL trying to figure out what new rules shane is introducing from his own beautiful (drugged) mind

[penandinkprincess]

GOD yuna and david are only both there in the first place because ilya has never actually dealt with coming-out-of-sedation shane and while he's very good at handling him normally, shane has a tendency to be a flight risk because he's confused and Not Happy About All Of The Everything, so they wanted to be there just in case

and now they're here still just as backup in case it's needed but also aw :) how sweet :) shane is so calm :) how nice :)

meanwhile ilya is just planning the vacation he's going to reward himself with after this is over

he may or may not bring shane along on it

[deadcrow-donteat]

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david & yuna offer to stay with shane & ilya even after they get back to their house and ilya is like nono it's fine :) i've got it :) i promise no worries at all :) and yuna is very "are you sure? we don't mind staying a little longer if you need it!" (and while she trusts ilya she is also hesitant to leave her son so soon after surgery) meanwhile david realizes that there's probably something going on that they really don't need to know about so between him & ilya yuna is barely coaxed out the door. and as soon as they're gone ilya visibly deflates meanwhile shane in the back has been thinking where is. my treat. i have been so good. i followed All The Rules. i want. a treat.

[penandinkprincess]

fucking DEAD imagining the visual contrast between ilya, who looks like he's been through a fucking WAR, versus shane, who is sparkly eyed and chipmunk cheeked and SO looking forward to his treat for being so SO good :)

[penandinkprincess]

the idea of them looking SO snuggly and sweet and PG with shane curled up against ilya in a lil shrimp curve with his puffy cheeks and an icepack on his face.

but he keeps popping his head up and just asking for THE filthiest kink his beautiful mind can come up with because GOD he's been so good. this treat is going to be AMAZING. he is cashing! in!!!

and ilya (full monotone, staring at the ceiling) just, "yes, yes, of course. that, too. back to sleep now." *gentle push of head back down* *smooch to temple* *pat pat pat pat the way he does to get amber down for a nap when they're babysitting*

and shane SO obviously pleased just settles down with a lil wiggle to get comfy again, heavy sigh of contentment, so pleased with the state of the world

*head pops up again* "oh, what if you were holding my-"

[beatnikfreakiswriting]

putting this here to pressure myself... if I finish the [redacted academic work] I'm rewriting tonight, I can actually turn to finishing chapter 9 of please wake me (which is currently 2/3 done)

[beatnikfreakiswriting]

it's done lads

[beatnikfreakiswriting]

putting this here to pressure myself... if I finish the [redacted academic work] I'm rewriting tonight, I can actually turn to finishing chapter 9 of please wake me (which is currently 2/3 done)

[editoress]

Alarm Off perfec t time for put lying in bed to t/hink! Inside very Quiet and Peace thoughts very productive put in Alarm Off. Put Thinking in Alarm Off time. no problems ever lying in bedd with alarm off because good Contemplation and Eyes Closed for difficult deep thoughts about day. alarmOff yes safe place to close eyes lie in bed can trust not to fall back asleep. friend bed