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An old concept that I'm still feral over, but a Dreamling fic in which the dreamling relationship is chronicled entirely by Yelp reviews of the New Inn.
Reviews are either 5* or 1* with surprisingly little in between, and the business owner replies are always a riot. They start off fairly normal, talking about the food and drink, the couple of guest rooms upstairs, the location and prices etc, but then they start to get weird.
Constantine leaves 3*, beer is shit whiskey is ok not haunted which is more than I can say for most london pubs and the response is Thanks Jo, but you're still banned
4* this place is run by my history professor and it's amazing but he asked me about my overdue essay three times so I can't give it 5* and Hob, who has had multiple students visit the pub for the sole purpose of doing this, is just like you still haven't submitted that, get off yelp and start citing your sources
There are multiple 5* reviews like would give 10* if i could, the owner chased off a neo nazi with a literal sword he pulled out from behind the bar
5* should probably give it less because a couple of times the answers to the history round on the monthly quiz night have been wrong, but otherwise it's a solid little place for a reasonably priced pint and a nice afternoon and Hob's response is just those answers were right
And then Dream comes back and the reviews start... Changing, a bit
One of the 1* reviews is just complaining about the fact that there was a bird at the bar and no one got rid of it and the reply from Hob is that's Matthew, he has a tab. Several of the 5* reviews are also about the fact that sometimes there's a bird in the bar
One of the 5* reviews is saw the most beautiful goth twink in the world, will definitely be going back and Hob nearly deletes that one. The reply instead is that's my boyfriend, unlike Matthew he never pays his tab
5* i have no idea how i got there or found the place because i swaer i was halfway across london from where google maps says it is but anyway the bartender was really great and understandig when I started crying on him, will defiantely go back if reality ever warps like that again. Response from owner: yeah sorry about the reality warping, we don't get it either
1* I only wish I could have given this establishment a glowing review – fabulous service, lovely food and a sumptuous wine I hadn't expected, but unfortunately I had to see my brother's face. Response from owner: Desire get off the internet, it doesn’t need your help
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I didn't even share any exterior shots with you all. Failure.
Go to the New Inn it only takes an hour and a half to get to from central London 😂
Can't miss it the sign is painted on like 50 times, presumably so Dream would DEFINITELY find it.
No WAY Dream can miss this. Well, maybe he can, he can be a bit dense at times.
THE NEW INN! TOP LONDON ATTRACTION! (in my heart)
#can you all believe this is the thing I was most excited about doing for the whole trip 😂#this is my Buckingham palace. this is my London eye#definitely in the top 5 things ive done on a holiday purely for the self indulgent silly quality of the errand 😂#the place is so cute and charming for real and their soup was really good😂#and the neighborhood is nice its right between 2 parks#anyway I'm still riding the high yes indeed#the new inn#dreamling
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The New Inn trough the ages ✨
circa 1901
during WWI
during WWII
circa 1960
october, 2022
After the wonderful @cuubism posted some photos of the New Inn (and pointed me in the direction of more) I ended up stumbling upon their instagram page, and they had these wonderful photos of the Inn through the ages! Other cool info:
The pub has existed since 1642 and it was originally called The White Hart! Here’s a transcript of the text on the plaque next to the entrance:
“In 1642 the original Inn was known as The White Hart, but when the present building was erected in 1756, it changed to The New Inn.
From 1780 to his death in 1822, it was called The Hobart Arms after the Hon. George Hobart who lived in Ham Common and was related to the Duke of Buckinghamshire.
It has remained The New Inn ever since, and was renowned as one of the best sites for both travellers and local traffic, always employing at least one ostler.
Today, our fine historical inn offers the warmest traditional hospitality.”
All photos were taken from their official instagram, which you can find at @thenewinn_hamcommon. Drop them a follow and visit if you can! ✨
#the sandman#dreamling#the new inn#this was such a cool find#thanks cuubism for inspiring this post!!!#I hope I get to visit someday!
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his family didn't come to his rescue, his dreams and nightmares deserted him, even fiddler's green went away, all of this prompting the "had they so little faith in me?" heart-breaking line.
yet hob gadling bought a new pub, called it 'the new inn', handwrote directions, and waited for dream to return. 33 years after they were supposed to meet, he was still there, waiting. faith unwavering.
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Thinking about the lovely “New Inn Through the Ages” post by @virgo-dream in terms of alternatives to the popular “Hob built the New Inn for Dream after the missed 1989 meeting” headcanon.
- Quick disclaimer, this headcanon always mildly (and irrationally, this is fandom after all) irked me because to my pedantic, archaeology-obsessed ass, the New Inn was obviously visually at least 200 years old just based on the brick work so “built” never really worked, at most Hob could have purchased or renovated it if it was in response to 1989. To some that’s splitting hairs but what can I say, I never pretended to be rational about dumb history stuff.
- THAT SAID, it would be kind of interesting if Hob does own the New Inn but not necessarily since 1989, but even earlier. It could even be interesting for him to have built the New Inn in truth but back in the 1700s when the building was actually built.
- Hob appears not just comfortable at the White Horse in its 1889 but at the very least a regular. He recognizes Lou on sight and names her immediately, he knows her nickname at the establishment. This familiarity doesn’t track if this is his first time at the White Horse since 1789.
- After 1689, Hob appears to have opted to buy out a private room for them for their discussion, perhaps in response to his return in fortunes but also perhaps based on the memory of being nearly thrown out in 1689 and interrupted by Shaxberd in 1589. The guy is learning how to better manage their encounters. So it stands to reason that after they were interrupted by Constantine in 1789 as a result of her paying off the proprietor, that Hob would simply buy out the inn for 1889.
- Hob owning the White Horse in 1889 actually rather tracks with his familiarity with Lushing Lou and the fact that he’s so at ease there and clearly arrived well before Dream. He speaks to Lou with authority and is dressed with signs of at least middle class prosperity. Being the owner of the White Horse tracks with that level of prosperity shown, nothing flashy, after all it’s in a bad part of town these days.
- Thing is, Hob has a mind for business as we see in numerous instances at the centennial meetings. As a result, to me, it wholly tracks that he wouldn’t stop at buying the White Horse, he’d also purchase a few neighboring taverns and inns once he got a hang of the business. (Consolidation of neighborhood pubs under mega corporation ownership in the 1990s is its own interesting side note on this because again, I’m a history nerd.) The New Inn is presented as so close to the White Horse that a graffiti arrow is enough to point it out. That’s very close indeed.
- SO, I think from this it’s reasonable to say that Hob could very well have owned the New Inn as part of one of his business ventures since the 19th century or earlier, perhaps even as a result of the 1789 meeting and “Finding another pub”, perhaps even building the New Inn then in truth either before or after the meeting as an alternative in case another lunatic Constantine shows up. It’s so close by he might have hoped he could persuade Dream with its proximity.
- Right then, if that’s true, why can’t Hob save the White Horse?
- Perhaps after 1889 he simply sold his ownership stake in it. Heartbroken and angry at himself, especially if he’d provided all these contingencies like the New Inn in case of interruptions or other disasters, he might have just felt as much like a fool as in 1589 when he tried to provide a fine meal. Probably best to just give up and stop trying to control matters, since look where that got him.
- So he sells the White Horse. But the other inns don’t have the same emotional stake and business is business, so he sets those up with a “family trust” to keep running, lending the building out to different managers, etc. and simply carries on.
- Cue his look of devastation in 1989 upon learning the White Horse is going to shut down. If he once owned it, it might be a particular gut punch to know he could have prevented this if he hadn’t let his bitterness get the better of him. Despite his best efforts, he can’t prevent it from being condemned.
- LUCKILY he still had his own business interests nearby in the form of those pubs he built or bought centuries ago. He dusts off his paperwork around the New Inn and reassumes direct management (or at least, his nephew does in a few years). The 1789 “nearby pub” contingency might just pay off in the 21st century, who knows? And it worked!
And there you have it. My take on how Hob could have built the New Inn starting from its actual original construction. Very fun to consider too when you check out Virgo’s post and discover that a Mr. Hobert did indeed own it at one point ;)
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1. Accidental hand touching
From Blossoming romance writing prompts!
I realize it has been TWO WHOLE MONTHS since you asked for this Blossoming romance prompt @carnelianmeluha, but hopefully better late than never!
The till is closed, and the bar cleared of all customers and dirty glasses. His employees have gone home, but to Hob's delight, his stranger remains. He sits across the bar from Hob, leaning on his elbows and staring down at a narrow menu. It's looking a little worse for wear, warped by melted ice and flecked with tiny grease spots. He should probably get these laminated, but he's always tweaking the recipes and adding new concoctions.
"So this is what you've done with the last century? Made specialty cocktails?"
"Hey, it's only been the last twenty years. And I had to find something a little closer to home while I was waiting for you to pull your head out of your boney ass and come back to me."
Ok, maybe Hob is showing *his* ass a little with his choice of words, but the guy sort of walked into that one.
"Besides," he continues before they can go too far down that road, "I've done loads of other stuff. Fun to do something a little easier. Being interesting all the time can be a real drag."
His stranger keeps his eyes on the menu and murmurs, "You are not wrong."
"And it only took me six hundred years of trying!" Hob turns to scoop ice into the highball glasses he's set out on the counter. This is a drink best stirred with a long bar spoon. He adds the liquor and other ingredients, then tops them both with a completely unnecessary flourish of his wrist.
He rounds the bar and sets one glass in front of his friend and one in front of his own seat.
"Behold! 'The Tall Dark Stranger," he says, leaning over the menu to punch each ingredient with a fingertip. "Johnnie Walker Black, a little lemon juice, and a red sour cherry."
On the last poke, the menu slips a little on the bar top, threatening to slide onto the floor. As the stranger reaches down to steady it, Hob accidentally pins his hand with his own.
"Sorry…" he starts, but in the blink of an eye, he finds their fingers intertwined. He looks up into his stranger's blue-green eyes, and the man looks completely unruffled as he sips his drink. He bows his head, considering, then sets it back down, all the while not letting go of Hob's hand. "Striking. But a bit harsh."
"Well, you had been a bit of the bastard the last I saw of you," Hob says through what could only be called a giggle.
His stranger's lips curve into a bow, much the way he had when he had first greeted Hob when he walked through the doors of the New Inn earlier today.
"Perhaps you could call it 'The Lord Morpheus'," his stranger says, words oozing with significance as he holds Hob's gaze. "Or, Dream, if you prefer."
It takes a second for Hob to get it, and his jaw only hangs open for a second before he regains his bearings. He tries to keep the shake out of his next words, but can't help but give his ear a nervous tug.
"I think I might take your advice and call it the former," he says, then takes a deep breath, "if I may call you the latter."
Dream squeezes Hob's hand, runs a cool thumb over a knuckle, and says, "You may."
#ficlet#the sandman fanfic#dreamling#dream of the endless#hob gadling#the new inn#post fishbowl#mixology as a love language#blossoming romance prompts#dream x hob
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Broken Piano Keys
Dream Endless was a celebrated concert pianist until Roderick Burgess brought a violent end to his career. After multiple surgeries and months of rehabilitation, Dream has recovered 95% of his left hand's former abilities. Unfortunately for Dream, that 5% is crucial to being a concert pianist. Luckily, you do not need to be exceptional to play at an inn, you just need a good sister to give you a push and make the connections.
Hob Gadling is no stranger to trauma recovery. Not only has he made that painful journey himself, but he's also been supporting his seven-year-old son through his too. So of course he couldn't help but want to be a safe harbor for Dream who is embarking on his own trauma recovery journey. Hob just wishes he'd known how captivating Dream was before he'd said yes.
#dream x hob#dreamling#dream of the endless#hob gadling#pianist#trauma recovery#the new inn#dreamling fanfic#dreamling fanart#ao3 fanfic#ao3 link
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this sign is absolutely standing in front of the New Inn
except only half of it is false advertising
#depending on which half Dream might be their most appreciative customer#dreamling#the new inn#dream of the endless#the sandman#the sandman tv#hob gadling
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Old friends just having their 100 year meeting.
Had a great visit at the new inn with lovely meal.
Hob by @strandhai
Dream: me
Can follow me on insta @ highwinds_2c
#highwinds2c#cosplay#highwinds#the sandman#dream of the endless#dream cosplay#neil gaiman#the sandman neil gaiman#the sandman netflix#the new inn#cosplayer#lord morpheus#morpheus dream#morpheus lord of dreams#hob gadling#dream x hob
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Very important question do you guys think the New Inn has TouchTunes?
#the sandman#hob Gadling#the new inn#like listen. part of me says yes bc Hob loves life and loves seeing people’s taste in music!#but part of me says no. also bc of people’s taste in music
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If i had a nickel for every time I develop an attachment to a pub featured in a beloved TV show where characters regularly meet, and the pub’s filming location were Richmond, UK, I’d have two nickels.
Which isn’t a lot but it’s weird that it happened twice.
Aka turns out when you’re a fan of both The Sandman and Ted Lasso, you have 2 reasons to visit Richmond
#ted lasso#the sandman#the new inn#the white horse#the crown and anchor#sandman#one day i’ll make a very self indulgent trip#seeing yalls pics really makes me wanna go#my ramblings
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Achievement unlocked: writing Dreamling fic AT the New Inn.
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Here’s my rendition of our beloved New Inn on sims 4! ✨
It’s important to say that I didn’t use any screenshots from the show for reference, just went with what I remembered and used photos that customers posted online, along with others posted by the official New Inn account on Instagram.
(This project is still a WIP, but one I’m very happy about! There’s still some details I want to figure out, but so far I’m loving how it turned out!)
#the sandman#dreamling#the new inn#sims 4#sims 4 build#the way you guys have no idea how much this build pleases me#I still need to show yall the loft oh my GOD#also figure out a mod to have a restaurant on a residential lot 🙏
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image credit @wordsinhaled
Dream fled from Hob; Dream wrote to Hob.
if you already saw this as a text post on your dash, please take one (1) additional headcanon as an apology:
Know that Dream absolutely intended to send this letter to Hob in another decade or two—the magnitude of his confessions surely warranted exceedingly careful deliberation over their delivery, and if there's anything the both of them had, it was time—but then: 1916. Dream had once been sure he could not face Hob again without telling him everything. But when Dream meets Hob at The New Inn—or more precisely, the moment Hob looks up at him and says, "You're late,"—he feels so happy just to see Hob, be near him, so terrifyingly bowled over with it, that the prospect of driving him away is suddenly an unthinkable risk. So instead Dream smiles, and calls him 'friend' just as Hob had wanted him to back in 1889, and finds more than enough ash in the past 130 years of mankind's dreams to smother the hot coals of the rest of it. He buries his desire, hunger, devotion, and pulls up a chair and sits down and thinks 'He is my friend', and when it doesn't choke him, he knows won't burn Hob today.
#the sandman#dreamling#dream of the endless#hob gadling#fic post#the sandman fanfic#hob x dream#dream x hob#the new inn#epistolary yearning forever
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omg did anyone notice that the insta handle for the new inn is @thenewinntown 😭😭😭
#that’s so fucking funny#what a stupid pun#the sandman#hob gadling#the new inn#dreamling#a sydney original
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Ugh, this Dad looks so much like Hob Gadling from this back/side profile.
Imagine Hob being a Dad again😭.
Imagine Daniel being orphaned somehow and Dream placing the baby under Hob's care until the boy is ready to join The Dreaming 😭😭😭.
#dreamling#hob gadling#dream of the endless#Daniel#the sandman#prompt#fatherhood#baby#accidental baby acquisition#adoption#they're co-parents your honor#the new inn
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