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number1villainstan · 2 months

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I just saw Dune Part 2 (2024) with some friends so here are some Thoughts i guess

I feel like on the whole these movies are trying to either downplay or cut out a lot of the misogyny/sexism in the book, although Herbert's view of gender roles is so pervasive in the book that it's hard to change without completely changing the worldbuilding (the Bene Gesserit especially) and/or certain characters and getting second-order effects that weaken or change the main plot. But they did a good job at least making it much less in-your-face and offensive than in the book. One of Chani's lines is about how "men and women are equal" in the Fremen, and while I don't really think that's supported by how the movie depicts Fremen I can see and respect where they're coming from

It's still a very male-dominated movie, but it's honestly pretty faithful to the book, and like--what are you gonna do? It's Dune. You can't exactly just genderbend Paul and get the same story, at least not when the Bene Gesserit are still what they are

wait now i'm thinking about an AU where the Kwisatz Haderach turns out to be a trans man. ideally you'd get both the canon critiques of white savior mythos/the Messiah trope and a deconstruction of the sexism and strict gender roles of the society of the Dune universe. also ideally you'd get a whole bunch of other queer characters in the same AU. you could also do an AU where the Kwisatz Haderach/a potential Kwisatz Haderach turns out to be a trans woman, or even nonbinary, but i feel like those would make for very different stories cuz AGAB/ASAB seems to matter like A Lot in the Dune universe

the movies did manage to completely get rid of the homophobic parts of the Harkonnens' characterization though. i did like that

although it was still using disability/deformity as shorthand for Ugly Evil Guy which :/

but enough about the Problematic Elements(TM) let's talk about the actual story

Chani was a lot more politically and generally assertive in the movie than I remember her being in the book, although it's been A While and she was also very much a Main Character who had thoughts and opinions and importance outside of the male characters she was affiliated with (as much as anyone can escape the political black hole that is Muad'dib but) AND! she actively advocated for Fremen self-governance in the beginning! although she didn't keep it up cuz she got sucked into the Paul black hole. this may have happened in the book it has been like two years since i read the first book and it was very disjointed reading cuz College(TM). I also liked the ending part, where it was implied that Chani was leaving, on her own, because she was angry with Paul, which implies More Character Development. (Also they didn't seem to do the Fremen polygamy/concubines thing in the movie, which was a good call, i feel like that part of the book was maybe informed by anti-Arab racism)

Jessica was incredible, of course. Love me a good ruthless woman. Her main character trait/motivation was definitely Paul's Mother but her main personality trait seems to be incredible ruthlessness. there is no madonna/whore complex to be found here no sir

(i may be wrong about that part but eh)

And of course the Harkonnen Blood reveal. the story definitely sets up Atreides as The Good Guys (fair, just, merciful, looking out for and caring about the people under their rule) and the Harkonnens as The Bad Guys (cruel, unjust, power-hungry and traitorous), which makes the reveal that Jessica and Paul have Harkonnen blood an incredible symbol of Paul's corruption arc. He goes from "I must do anything possible to avoid the holy war" (the Atreides way) to "CONQUER ARRAKIS AND ELIMINATE ANYONE WHO STANDS IN MY WAY" (the Harkonnen way) over the course of...technically years, in the book, although that wasn't super well communicated in the movie I feel--in the movie it was only months, cuz Alia hadn't been born yet by the end. And right before we see the worst of it we end up learning that Jessica, his mother, was a daughter of Baron Harkonnen. Jesus fuck.

there's definitely some Not Great elements about using ancestors/blood to determine morality but still

princess irulan was introduced! as an independent character and actor in her own right oh my god! although she still falls prey to the sexism infusing the original material

the dune books (at least the first two) are in this weird state where there are very strict and specific roles/walks of life that female characters are allowed in (domestic/family life and religion) and men dominate Everything Else and nobody every questions that, not to mention the whole thing about how apparently even the very female religion/psychic field is supposed to be dominated eventually by This One Man who can do it better than all the women, and yet all of the female characters are well-developed and feel like people. ykno aside from the complete lack of protest in being shoved into a sexist role

anyways irulan got more development than i remember from the books, i loved that, and that we got her POV too. these movies are really working to uplift and spotlight the female perspectives that were often somewhat sidelined in the books and i love that

also stilgar's (blind?) faith REALLY came through which i liked

overall, yeah, the movie was great. it's very faithful to the spirit of Dune while addressing some of its flaws/datedness--it understands what its message is and what it's saying, and the way it's constructed really hammers home the critiques of imperialism and racism the original was built on

I think this is gonna end up a trilogy, based on only the first book, and it very much seems like the third (and final?) movie is going to specifically focus on the war against the Great Houses after the Emperor falls, which iirc was kinda glossed over in the book/between Dune and Dune: Messiah. I can't wait to see what they do with it

#dune #dune part two #dune part 2 #dune part two spoilers #dune part 2 spoilers #dune 2 spoilers #dune 2 #also that one poster where it's paul and chani walking forward with the sun to their backs and chani is VISIBLY IN FRONT OF PAUL #frank herbert could never

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absolutebl · 5 months

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This Week in BL - a shocking upset to the rankings

Organized, in each category, by ones I'm enjoying most at the top.

Nov 2023 Wk 4

Ongoing Series - Thai

My Dear Gangster Oppa (Thurs iQIYI) ep 5 of 8 - It remains absolutely delightful. We already knew this pair does boyfriends damn near perfectly. It’s a pleasure to watch them as a couple, coupling all over our screen. The relationship does feel a bit rushed but frankly I like the pacing, it’s kind of Korean style which makes sense considering the original IP.

The Sign (Sat YT) ep 1 of 10 - You know what this is? It’s FUN is what it is. I haven’t felt this way about a BL in a while. Sure is has an uneven story, fight sequences, pacing, and acting but still… yay! Billy is great, he very good at thirst. It’s a crime Lee Long Shi isn’t in this, but otherwise weeeeeeeeee!

(Also was that Bangsean I spotted?)

Last Twilight (Fri YT) ep 3 of 12 - The montage of them learning and training together was so stinking cute I can hardly contain myself. Plus a little language play? (Did you catch the added “na” on to thank you? Gah! So sweet.) Have mercy. I love the banter that these two can execute so smoothly. It reminds me the most of TayNew back in their Kiss days. Or Nanon & Ohm in Bad Buddy.

There’s this breezy casualness to friendships and long-term relationships that Asian BLs seem to find really hard to execute (I’m thinking about something like Hospital Playlist as the best example). It’s more a friend chemistry than a lover chemistry, although of course it can morph into that.

Anyway, I am waffling, but I’m loving this show. (The bit with the teacher made me cry.) I also really love how much actual Bangkok we’re getting from it for a change.

Finally... how much did @respectthepetty and I love the pink milk shirt moment? SO MUCH. Color theory, plot devise, fashion, food, and a trope reference all in one. Well done GMMTV! Very well done.

Twins the series (Fri GaGa) ep 4 of 10 - I would like it if we got onto the BL section of this BL. Please and thank you.

Pit Babe (Fri iQIYI) ep 2 of 14 - it's delightfully trashy, btu slightly less trashy than last week because they introduced AlanJeff who are my new babies of age gap delight and you cannot have them. THEY ARE MINE. Also Way. WAY IS MINE. Also, I decided to do a trash watch.

Bake Me Please (Mon Gaga) ep 1 of 6 - It’s nice. It’s fine. Atmospheric and pretty and full of deserts. What’s not to love? Is it inspired? No. Definitely has an Antique Bakery (play it again, BL). But I do love food based cinema.

Middleman’s Love (Fri YT & iQIYI ep 3 of 8 - What’s annoying is that this could’ve been so good. It’s a poster child for squandered potential.

Absolute Zero (Weds iQIYI) ep 9 of 12 - Because of the temporal paradox, and Thai BL not being all that great on narrative consistency anyway, this is a confusing piece as well as a painful one. Now Ongsa seems to be nothing more than a stalker who cries all the time.

Playboyy (Thurs Gaga) 2 of 14(!) eps - This really feels like Thailand is trying to relive the gory days of Japan's pinks. I wasn’t into it then and I’m certainly not into it now. It’s a mess and weirdly mechanically not sexy. I’ll stay watching it but, like Only Friends, I don’t think I’m gonna warm to it. I just don’t like shows where there are no likable characters.

Also imma say it, so plug your assears. This is about as deep as a dildo can go. Which is to say, the size queens seem to be finding it more deep than the rest of us who are already bottoming out. Just make sure you're taking adequate lube prep with your psyches.

My Universe (Sun iQIYI) Friends Forever ep 14 of 24 - No thank you. 1/10

I've decided, for spreadsheet reasons, that each of these is going to be tracked as its own 2 part show.

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

A Breeze of Love (Korea iQIYI) eps 5-6 of 8 - The shopping together scene was absolutely darling. But I’m getting a little frustrated not knowing exactly what happened in the past.

VIP Only (Taiwan Fri Gaga) ep 1-2 of 10 - Of course it starts with the crash into me trope, oh Taiwan. It’s cute enough, I love the support cast, and it’s always nice to have something from my favorite tiny island on my dash.

You tell me: is it safe?

One Room Angel (Japan Gaga) 6 eps - This one finished. It's an adaptation of Harada’s manga (which I did not like and dnf'd) about a clerk who nearly dies and ends up cohabitating with an angel. Thoughts? Is it sad? Is it meh? TELL ME!

It's Airing But...

The Whisperer (Sun ????) 1 of 10 - Thai horror BL that ALSO involves cheating (what joy is mine). He has dimples (My Ride) but I don't think even that gives me the will. You can tell me how this goes if you can find it.

SHADOW (Thai Gaga) 14 eps - I'm not wild about Thai horror (or horror at all) even one featuring Singto and Fluke. I'm holding off. If told it's good, I'll binge.

7 Days Before Valentine (Weds WeTV) ep 1 of 10 - trailer here, horror-esk. Adapted from y-novel of the same name, directed by Tu (180 Degree) stars Jet (Why You… Y Me?). Giving me Luminous Solution vibes, so I'm waiting to binge if told it's safe.

Beyond The Star (Weds iQIYI) 8 eps - House of Stars meets Boyband. I was NOT impressed with ep one. Waiting to be told if I should bother.

What Did You Eat Yesterday Season 2 AKA Kinou Nani Tabeta? Season 2 (Japan Gaga) 10 eps - I find this series more fun to binge, so I'm waiting until it completes its run.

In case you missed it

I posted 20 BLs with the BEST Thirst! and decided to distinguish the different type son need in BL as follows:

Thirst wants to slide a hand under his waistband right tf now and grind.

Horny wants to rip his clothes off, and probably pop buttons and laugh about it.

Yearning wants to run both hands up his back while they kiss deeply.

Hunger wants to lift him by the ass and slam him against the wall.

Next Week Looks Like This

(Today) 11/26 Cooking Crush (Sun YT) 1 of 12 - OffGun are back, trailer here. Adapted from the novel “Love Course! เสื้อกาวน์รุกเสื้อกุ๊กรับ” by iJune4S this is about Prem who runs a not-so-popular restaurant with 2 friends. About to go on a cooking competition with a huge reward, Prem gets involved with Ten, a stressed-out med student who wants Prem to teach him to cook.

11/30 For Him (Thurs iQIYI) ep 1 of 10 - high heat trailer From the people who brought us Unforgotten Night (please no) based on a y-novel, man nursing a heartbreak has a one-night stand, but the other boy didn't want it to end. It looks terribly trashy so I'm in!

Original 2023 forthcoming BL master post (see comments, some are inaccurate, NOT KEPT UPDATED).

THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENTS

Look at how gd cute they are!

Ah yes... (both Last Twilight)

We stan a supportive bestie/brother (orphans together? - not sure on the backstory)

It is a rule universally aknowledged that an cutie in a baceball cap must get his brim tweaked. (all from The Sign)

Way is the best.

I kinda love the BTS for Pit Babe.

(Last week)

#this week in bl #bl updates #bl review #My Dear Gangster Oppa #thai bl #the sign the series #Last Twilight #gmmtv #JimmySea #TayNew #ohmnanon #One Room Angel #japanese bl #pit babe the series #Twins the series #playboyy the series

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Okay here’s my first attempt on a y/n post I have no plan we just winging it!!! Okay so warning this is most definitely gonna have some cringe but I’ll try to make less cringe as possible

So contexts This is a hazbin hotel x pregnant reader where reader arrives around when sir pentious does maybe just before him, they are around 5-6 months in for plot!

Y/n didn’t know whether or not going to the hazbin hotel was a good idea or not as it did stated it was a place for rehabilitation and carrying a 5-6month hell born in your belly might not be in your favor but you were determined to give this hotel a chance for your unborn child!

When arriving to the hotel, you and knock on the door with hesitation your brain still nervous with being rejected, however before you could second guess your decision the door open revealing a tall woman with blonde hair, porcelain skin and two rosey dots on each sides of her cheek

When Charlie heard the knocking coming from the door she couldn’t contain her excitement hoping it’s a new resistant who’s looking to rehabilitate!

However when she open the door excitedly she was slightly taken aback from y/n and her obviously swollen belly-NOT that there’s anything wrong with that however she just didn’t expect it!

Shaking off the stun expression off her face and joyfully greeted y/n regardless

Y/n awkwardly greeted Charlie back, taken aback by the Charlie joyful eagerness, feeling a bit less anxious than before

Charlie was curious upon what brought y/n to come to her hotel as so far she been having a hard time trying to get anybody to join during this past week after announcing the once formally named ‘happy hotel’ so nobody could blame her curiosity

Before she could properly ask y/n reasoning another voice came up that behind them, as they turn around there stood vaggie having just arrived

Charlie quickly introduce vaggie to y/n (though not before remembering she didn’t ask y/n for her name yet)

Y/n then explain their request on wanting to try to rehabilitate and they saw through the tv that’s what the hotel is looking for

Vaggie though happy that Charlie’s ideas had reach a resident, she is wondering on how y/n is planning on rehabilitation if she’s carrying a hellborn as hellborns cannot go to heaven and y/n going through rehab could potentially mean they might leave the child behind

Now hearing vaggie’s concern Charlie is now wondering on y/n thoughts

Y/n understanding their concerns explain that they don’t mind not going to heaven as they feel bad for leaving their little one behind, however they want to go through with the program in order to become a better healthier parent for their child and hopes that they could change their behavior for them

Upon hearing y/ns reasoning Charlie becomes even more determined to help their newest member as she thinks about her own parents and her relationship with them and seeing how y/n wanting to be a better version of themselves for said child really touches her

Vaggie also wishes to help y/n and feels a kind of respect for y/n love for their unborn child and knows how she herself would’ve try to change for the better if it ever came to Charlie

Afterwards both Charlie and vaggie help y/n introduce themselves with the other members

Husk was neutral about it and didnt have much a opinion except saying that he didn’t care as long he doesn’t find y/n drinking or near his bar( grumpy softie meaning y/n to not hurt themselves or their child)

Angel dust did make a comment upon y/ns pregnancy like who a pretty thing like them banged or something like that, however vaggie and Charlie both scold him for his lewd commentary as y/ns situation was not all sunshine and rainbows if there’s no father in the picture, afterwards angel dust did apologize and get kind of bad for the jokes though y/n reassured him that it’s okay and they heard worse and appreciated the apology

Next was nifty, oh boi, nifty is disappointed the new member is not a ‘bad boy’ however still eagerly greets y/n and starts spewing questions after until she had been told to calm down

Alastor was last and to say the least he was not as scary as y/n thought he would be, especially with all the rumors and horrid tales told about him, but could mostly because Alastor is gentleman who also a mamas boy so I doubt he would even try to go against a pregnant individual

I say sir penstious comes after y/n visit but I say when he does join he be gentle and sweet as y/n care for their unborn child reminds him for his care for his egg bois though except the boss/minons dynamic

I say overtime as the story progresses y/n would kind of bond with the crew in a more parent/guardion type of way where y/n would try to comfort Charlie whenever she start questioning her decisions by telling her that y/n has Charlie’s support and thinks what she’s doing is great, probably help organize and plan lessons with her

For vaggie maybe help her to learn to love herself and be less quick on judgement and to hear someone out supporting her and Charlie moments

For husk maybe help him clean and organize the bar and maybe help take care of his well being, probably the guardian in y/n wants worries for husk acohol tendencies even though husk cannot die from it and he still appreciates the gesture

Y/n would probably watch and help nifty clean the hotel and pay attention to her puppet theatrics (though might be concern about that one comment nifty made about killing mother birds in front of children, but nifty reassures y/n that she would bite and stab anyone offending them)

Angel dust would probably appreciate receiving affection and nature love from y/n telling him that they’re there for him when he needs it and take care of any injures whenever angel has a tough night with Val

Sir pentious would love y/n as they pay attention to his ideas and inventions and notice how hard he and the egg bois work. I think he would very happy and emotional somebody took him seriously and paid attention to him. He even make inventions to protect y/n as the months go by

Now we all now Alastor is a mamas boy so no doubt he would start to have protection around y/n whenever they go out, making excuses to make sure y/n stays safe and the more they stay at the hotel the protective Alastor the the rest would become as y/n would be due around the next extermination happens

Okay so after all I would give a mention to Lucifer as i feel they’re interaction would be sweet as Lucifer is struggling to be a better father to Charlie having another individual that can relate to parenting is nice, I feel while y/n stay at the hotel they learn and give advices to Lucifer on how to start trying to build that connection again and Lucifer would really appreciate it

Okay so I really tried to make this better like I have the idea in my head I just really suck at writing and typing in down and my brain and phone is ready to exploded and part of me really second guess even trying to attempt this but I know not everything is gonna be perfect and I like that I tried even when I had no clue what I was doing lol 😂

So sorry for the cringe and have a lovely day y’all

#hazbin #hazbin hotel #hazbin x reader #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin charlie #hazbin characters #hazbin vaggie #hazbin husk #hazbin angel dust #hazbin nifty #hazbin sir pentious #hazbin alastor

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Not a request. But Leon is the type of guy to fist fight someone at a bar if he catches them trying to roofie someone.

Man’s is BUILT, he’s gonna grab the person’s wrist, man or woman, and proceed to give them a bad time.

Then he checks up on the potential victim. Make sure they’re ok. Get them an Uber home if they need.

That is all.

OOoooo, yeah I agree anon. Maybe not in a fight per say, but he'd definitely call them out and rough them up. Depending on what age he's at it would affect his approach for sure.

RE2 Leon is the nice-cop guy that isn't taken seriously at first but he plays no games. He does things by the book, preferably acts like a cop and would whip out his badge or something, threaten to send the guy to jail, and tend to the victim's needs (if they're okay, if they need help, need a way home, etc).

RE4/ID would be more forceful with the person who spiked the drink or who attempted to do it, grabbing their wrist, and stopping them midway from doing it. It comes with his added military experience and being trained to be so perceptive of things around him. Plus, now with the added physique, he'd probably be perceived as more of a threat at first glance. He's also at that age where he tolerates bullshit less so there's that too.

Damnation Leon and beyond I think would definitely be the type to start throwing hands because 1 - he can and 2 - he can play bad cop. Sure, he may be an alcoholic, and possibly an asshole at some points in his life, but he still has the sense of decency to know right from wrong. The RE6 & Vendetta versions of him would probably be the ones most inclined to actually pick up a fight with the person in the bar because of his state of mind where he has nothing left to lose. He will probably rough the person up, grab them by the collar, and throw them out of the bar. If he's really pissed off or the other person becomes hostile, he'll start throwing punches and they hurt.

DI Leon would be a mix of his RE2 self & his current self. He'd probably do the whole wrist-grabbing thing, threatening, and will do that scowl thing he does when he scrunches up his nose. He tries to avoid picking up a fight considering he's in recovery for his sobriety now, but if the person really gets on his nerves, he'll be a bit rougher and toss them out of the space.

In every version though, I think Leon would still check on the victim, make sure they're okay, and at the bare minimum help them get home in one piece. He may seem like a hardbody, but Leon still cares in his own way.

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Hi, I really love your AUs, can't wait to see more!

eEEEE THANK YOU ; w ; this all so sweet and makes me so happy aaaAAAAAA

ask dump below~

he was 5'3" previously, he's now more like five feet maybe a little bit less. if you were to measure him and mikey back to back, mikey would be a tiny bit taller. you can't really tell yet, though, since donnie currently can't stand, and up until now he was constantly on tip-toes. he's also just very underweight right now, which makes him seem even smaller. as he recovers and gains some weight back, he'll seem a bit less itty-bitty.

thank you! ; w ; also while i don't think he's ever, like, straight up wiggled his fingers at a boy, i do think he occasionally gets a little fidgety/twitchy with his hands and fingers when he has a crush. maybe also tends to do little arm/shoulder touches with his outstretched fingers as well when he's flirting. u w u

It's completely gone! his tummy and hips are now just like the other exposed parts of his body, like his arms and legs-- just skin and scales. I don't think it ever actually came up in the main part of the comic, but is illustrated in his reference image in the masterpost! Also don't worry, no ill-effects from being crop-topped. It'll just take a bit of getting used to. (If anything, it's a bit of a boon at the moment for the rest of the fam. A lot of medical care is a lot easier without plastron blocking the patient's entire torso.)

HEHEHE, thank you <3 i love making them wag their tails I think it's so cute and silly... <3 I think Raph (across all AU's, lol) has definitely accidentally hurt himself wagging his tail in excitement on at least one occasion.

Oh gosh. It's hard to say because it's such a spectrum... It would have to be a pretty nasty injury for the witchdoctors to not be able to do something about it. But assuming they can't... Big Mama would never outright ask the Gems to perform on a serious injury, but the twins would definitely feel pressure to continue performing for as long as they possibly could, and to keep recovery time as short as possible. If they had to take time off to heal, they would, (and have in the past,) but they'd definitely be impatient to get back on the field. If the injury is truly so bad that one or both of them can no longer perform, they'd probably both retire, (though extremely reluctantly, and doing so would be incredibly heartbreaking for them and cause them a lot of grief and guilt,) because neither would want to go on without the other. There might be some pushback from Big Mama, though, and the uninjured party could potentially be convinced, with enough time and enough conversations, to make a comeback...

Poorly. It'd probably go about the same way it did for Donnie, except worse the second time around. They'd probably both be in trouble for it-- Leo for keeping things for her, and Donnie because she (correctly) assumes that he's 'influenced' Leo somehow, since he did the same thing first.

he is being SOOOO brave right now... but he can't NOT. not when his kids are on the line :< though I will say, you're being quite optimistic about how his conversation with Big Mama is gonna go... 👀

lmao april is maybe in a TEENSY bit over her head, bless her. splinter definitely struggled over whether or not to bring her with him to see big mama. he tried to convince her to let him escort her back home once he realized where he had to go, but of course she wouldn't hear of it. thought about having her wait outside, but... is so reluctant to leave her alone in the hidden city... knew she would probably pushback anyway, too, so...

the twins will definitely have a ton of therapy and healing to tackle in the future <3 my poor sweet baby boys....

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idk if this is confirmed or if im insane but i feel like dan in his why i quit youtube video was talking about how he felt like there was Dan content and Dan And Phil content and how he felt like he was split between them....i wonder if hes trying both to see what he still likes to do. he had his internet show and now danandphilgamws is back like. i have a feeling he's trying to figure things out rn

i think dan ultimately wants to do his own thing and has a lot of ideas and aspirations, specifically he wants to be a stage comedian like his passion is clearly for live performances and while the comedy bit is still being fine tuned (i'm not saying he's bad, in fact he's kinda good ngl, but he definitely has a way to go if he wants to be Great) the performance part he's got DOWN like say what you want about that man but he ooowwwnnnsss a stage. also he's weirdly great at audience interaction lmao? that was my main takeaway from we're all doomed, both the pre show and the show itself, he deals with heckling like.. AMAZINGLY well. he's genuinely hilarious responding to an audience like i never thought i'd say this a few years ago but i think he might actually have a future in live comedy lmao????

but i also think he.. needs money LOL like he's said many a time he doesn't really love being a full time youtuber, but also he does enjoy making youtube videos! just, you know.. not full time. but while on his own channel making Daniel Howell(tm) videos he puts a lot of pressure on himself, and then if he does a slightly less high pressure series or whatever (dystopia daily) it's relatively well received and the videos are good enough but like.. it's not the traction he wants, nor the traction he needs

ultimately dan knows that if he wants to keep and potentially build an audience online that lies in Dan And Phil. it always has and it always will. and i think for a long time he struggled with that, and as much as people gave him shit for it i completely get it. like, lmao, of COURSE he wants to be recognised for his own abilities and not just the dynamic and chemistry he's got going with... his literal partner. honestly it would be one thing if dnp were just comedy partners because there are a lot of comedy duos on the world who've made it big, but i think there's something about it being him and his full time actual real life boyfriend/life partner that kinda makes it weird. and as much as i love the dnp dynamic i still do get that feeling so much like honestly who can blame him ?? if your entire professional life is just.. your personal life but on camera ? that's weird. it's gotta feel weird and it's definitely unfulfilling for someone as aspirational as dan and i can't blame him at all for it

that being said, dan clearly does really enjoy making videos with phil. which yeah of course he does, he gets to just turn on a camera and talk shit with the guy he talks shit with all day long anyway. and i think what he's now realised is 1. if he wants to keep/build an audience, the dan and phil branding is where it's at and 2. he needs an income while he works on whatever solo projects he's got going on, and dnp makes a loooot of money

basically my point is - dan seems to really enjoy making videos with phil but he knows that's not really a life long career choice. as much as i'd love them to, it's not really an option for them to be playing sims when they're like, sixty. and while phil is relatively chill and seems to just take things as they come, which tbh is probably the healthiest way of doing things, dan is very overthinking and wants to get ahead of everything and also in general just like.. he wants to build a career! he wants to build something on his own and i can't fault him for that at all. dan knows that one day he's gonna need something more than just Dan And Phil if he wants to keep working, and he's laying the groundwork right now to be able to do that

again, though, i don't want anyone to take this as like 'dan is only doing dapg to make money and rebuild a fanbase' because as much as that is definitely a big part of it... just look at the man. in these videos. he's having a great time. and also, as annoying as we are, he does kinda love us. sometimes. maybe. <3

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I'd Do Anything (... But I Won't Do That)

This started out kind of weird and petty but then turned into an actual thing about the relationship of Viren's character arc(s) to the Arc 2 "I'll do anything for you" theme, because that's actually pretty important for the context of how both Callum and Claudia will have to confront the same conflict.

Pictured: Do NOT take a shot every time we get a callback to this line, you will die.

Basically, the petty part is that I think evaluating Viren's Arc 1 decisions through the "I will do anything for my family" lens is... disingenuous is too strong a word, but maybe simplistic? The "Viren doesn't reveal/offer the egg to save Harrow's life because he's too preoccupied with hanging on to his own power" take has never sat right with me because the real core problem of Viren is a lot more complex than just "he's lying (to himself)," it's a whole pattern of denying his own agency in doubling down on his mistakes. He'll make one bad/selfish decision, and it becomes a cascade of subsequent actions that he sees as being unavoidable, but that aren't necessarily even informed by the same reasoning or values as the initial decision. Like everything else in Viren's dream, Kpp'Ar's take that his choices are all oriented toward power is both accurate and not necessarily as literal as it seems.

Because, like... Viren's not actually a manipulator or even much of a planner—he's a very skilled opportunist. That's why all his choices wind up being based entirely on the context of past choices, and frequently make no sense when you look at them from a "hey buddy, where exactly do you think you're going with this" angle. It also contributes to why he's so desperate for control all the time, in that he acts primarily in a reactive way rather than proactively, which is always an inherently less secure position.

Pictured: The kind of statement that definitely always leads to things going super well.

Even taking the egg in the first place is a reactive decision—not that he doesn't make a choice there, or that he doesn't choose power over the threat he believes the egg poses, but he did actually walk all the way up the Storm Spire, fight five or six Dragonguard, and get kicked down a flight of stairs with the intent of destroying it. He didn't argue with Harrow about destroying it while secretly planning to take it for himself. He only even thinks of it as a weapon because Tiadrin planted the idea in his mind—as an opportunist, the temptation to leave an avenue to power open rather than close it off is what he can't resist. He sat on Sarai's last breath for ten years waiting for a chance to weaponize it to maximum effect, he can sit (figuratively... or literally, I'm not gonna stop him) on the egg for as long as it takes for an appropriate use it to appear. Tiadrin even specifically encourages that he not "waste" it, both specifically by destroying it now, and implicitly by using it too quickly and foolishly.

Pictured: Smart mom, dumb ass.

Tiadrin's angle, of course, is that the longer Viren hangs on to the egg without actually using it, the higher the chance it can be recovered. She doesn't know that Viren will leave things in a state where the assumption is that the egg was destroyed, meaning no one will think to try recovering it, but that's not really her fault and it still pays off.

The gamble Viren makes, on the other hand, is that the opportunities the egg affords will be worth the risk of it somehow falling back into Xadian hands. If the egg returns to Xadia alive, he's back to square "his name will be vengeance" in the game of We Killed the Dragon King. So yeah, you could say Viren values keeping the egg over Harrow's life, but in doing that he's actually operating largely on the exact same values and beliefs that made him argue for destroying it in the first place. It's just that his prior choice of risking humanity's security for the sake of potentially world-altering power has backfired in the context of an immediate and direct threat to Harrow's life. Really, the entire rest of s1 and s2 are him doubling down specifically on keeping the egg from returning to Xadia while also milking the opportunities coming from that course—e.g. the egg cannot go back to Xadia, therefore Callum and Ezran cannot return to Katolis either with or without it (knowing their goal is to return it to Xadia, which it will be difficult to stop them from doing once Ezran is king), and that means someone has to take the throne. If the egg can't be recovered, their only hope is a decisive first strike against Xadia, so someone has to mobilize the Pentarchy immediately. None of them are things he planned in the sense of "well, if Harrow dies then I can get his sons out of the way and make myself king, and then conquer Xadia." It's all reactive to the situation with the egg. You could argue that he'd do the same things if the egg wasn't a factor, like it's possible he's always been kind of lying in wait to push Harrow's sons aside and seize the throne... but if that was the case, he'd really do much better to make a bid for regent like any normal evil advisor would.

Anyway, all of that does still undermine the statement that he'd do "anything" for his family (which includes Harrow), and it is ultimately because of that initial choice he made to take the opportunity of power over the certainty of securing humanity's future. It's just not as simple as, "Viren says he would do anything for his family, but he won't sacrifice his own power and ambition." In the wake of his critical failure to prioritize humanity in destroying the egg, he's making choices that do prioritize humanity (from within his worldview that Xadia is an existential threat barely held at bay)... but they're still bad choices because they're all reactive to that original bad choice. It's not that he's working at cross-purposes to what he says his goals are, it's that he genuinely thinks digging his hole deeper will somehow work out positively, or at least better than the alternative would.

Pictured: Another statement that for sure indicates you're doing totally great.

Really though, I don't think you can (or are supposed to) look at the trifecta of self-individuals-world and point to one that Viren—or really any character outside of Callum, Rayla, and Claudia—puts at the top. Part of the whole point here is that elevating one of those at the expense of the others is never going to be the right choice all of the time. Obviously always putting yourself first is shitty, but we get multiple examples of over-prioritizing one of the other two as being self-destructive and dangerous. Consistency isn't supposed to be positive, here—a core part of this arc is likely to be Callum grappling with that, and that's without even looking at what's going on with Claudia.

The other thing is that "I will do anything for my family"-Viren is actually on some level a different character than Arc 1 Viren, such that evaluating one based on the context of the other doesn't actually make sense. We don't get even a hint of the "I would do anything for my family" in the series until s4, after Viren has died and been revived. Yeah, we had it earlier in the novels, but in there it's really about Claudia and her relationship with Viren, not Viren's values or actions. Arc 1 Viren and Arc 2 Viren inform each other as characters, but most of the point is the ways they aren't the same. And while Arc 2 Viren is understandably preoccupied with the concept of sacrificing for family—given that he's been stripped of everything that was in his life except Claudia, who went to terrible lengths on his behalf—Arc 1 Viren is actually quite consistent with how he's laid out in his Tales of Xadia character sheet:

Like, check out those Liberty and Glory statements—not even close to the same ballpark as Callum's "I value those close to me more than anyone or anything" Devotion and "I'm beholden to my inner circle, not some silly kingdom" Liberty, but quite accurate as the through-line on his s1-s3 actions. There's nothing in there about family, because Arc 1 Viren isn't actually meant to be associated with "I will do anything for my family," and he's not lying to himself by not acting consistently with it in Arc 1.

Arc 2 Viren is then a kind of emotional reboot back to a particular point earlier in his life—not necessarily the point before he first did any dark magic at all, but before he did his ill-defined "anything" to save Soren, which is implied in multiple places to be the point where he started in on a spiral that had tangible and fairly rapid effects on his personality and outlook. That's further emphasized by the contents of his dream in s5—seeing him behave in a genuinely loving and joyful way with Soren is shocking, and immediately raises the question of what the fuck happened and why.

Pictured: Healthy coping mechanisms.

Part of what still distinguishes Viren's "I will do anything for my family; however dangerous, however vile" from Callum's developing "I would do anything for you" is that Viren is always deliberately addressing the "things that are so unforgivable, you will never forgive yourself" facet while Callum leaves it implicit because he doesn't really understand and/or want to acknowledge that yet (and also Rayla would probably twist his nose again, which fucking hurts). In how Viren describes it to Terry, he is using that up-front acknowledgement to then essentially abdicate any emotional responsibility for... well, anything at all. The entire "however dangerous, however vile" mantra is another way of denying his own agency, because if he'll do anything, then he doesn't actually have to go through the difficult emotional process of making those decisions and dealing with the aftermath.

Pictured: H-healthy coping mechanisms?

Terry correctly pegs this questionable excuse for philosophy as "not having feelings," and generally not the best approach, because it will do things like lead to a default state of emotional unavailability to your children—oh, wait. I think it's not unlikely that Viren's emotional distancing from what "I will do anything for my family" meant contributed a lot to the degradation of it as his core value and his ensuing Arc 1 state. A lot of what's going on in his s5 dream is that he's being confronted with the consequences of "I will do anything for my family," specifically. He's being forced through an emotional speedrun of what it has cost him and everyone around him, and what has he got to show for it? Claudia, corrupted beyond recognition, proudly repeating his own words back to him.

Pictured: Whatever the opposite of daddy issues is.

Because the whole point of Viren's "I will do anything for my family" in Arc 2 is the challenge of whether he would/will do it all again. If he holds to that value the same way he did before, he'll do whatever it takes to save Claudia—however dangerous, however vile. Most of Viren's moral and emotional stuff has been based on his self-serving resignation to having "no choice." He's so tragically trapped in a chain of spiraling consequences he can never break... except oh wait, he totally can. S5 is all about Viren recognizing the dark magic feedback loop and that he has the agency to break it, and his best and only chance to avoid doing further harm to Claudia is to not be willing to destroy himself that way again, even it it means his death will cause her terrible emotional pain.

We'll see how that works out. Because let's be real: Claudia's gonna Claudia, regardless. However it goes, there's an important narrative precedent being set for both breaking free from dark magic/Aaravos and evaluating the "I will do anything for you" impulse in a more nuanced way.

#the dragon prince #viren #thanks for coming to my petty TED talk #also like... do not even pretend that handing over the egg would have worked #or even more emphatically that VIREN would ever have considered handing over the egg as something that would work #the entire point of the cycle-breaking narrative is that the new generation has broader and more compassionate vision #while the old generation is stuck in The Cycle(tm) and therefore incapable of making OR accepting that offer #it would not just be wildly out of character but literally antithetical to the narrative itself for Viren to think it's a viable possibilit

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💦asshole penetrated by a gun 2: break action 🔫

(prequel) cw gunrape

She's shushed, told that it'll be as slow and gentle as they know it needs to be for her. She'll be able to handle it, whether she wants to or not.

The room's pretty barren-looking. Seems like a place that was hastily abandoned long ago, and never really resettled, a frozen apocalypse. A thick layer of dust coats the books still laying face-down by the barricaded door type of situation.

It's a bit spooky, but not like, a horror movie set or anything. Any potential spiders in here are surely just normal sized ones. It can't possibly be as dangerous as it looks.

A second finger is now squirming inside her asshole. It brushes against her prostate, and she wishes she could be less clinical about knowing why she's feeling the way she is, but the sensation isn't really enough to hnnnNNNNN --

With a THIRD finger, the calculus changes; there's enough sensation to simply accept for what it is now.

Sigh of relief. Rolling of the hips. Maybe it won't end so bad for her.

She saw what they did to the other girls outside, by the fire pit, and she chanted along, and got all that resulting useful information in. Picking girl chunks out of your hair at gunpoint really teaches you a lot about how the world works.

But they're inside now. And there's not going to be a revolver, but…

The fingers being removed are her only warning.

The warmth and fullness that were definitely gonna be sufficient for an eventual orgasm are gone. Now there is only the cold hollow mouth of a shotgun barrel, pushing firmly against the cute puffy ridge of her asscunt.

This isn't right. She doesn't feel ready yet.

Some idiotic internal monologue, panic about all the dirt from the filthy gun getting onto her, into her, coming loose and building up inside her, through which she tries to stay calm and keep breathing but just when she thinks she can handle it they push the gun harder and it grinds in, horrible and ripping and barely-lubricated and not at all what she agreed to.

She tears at her lower seams, sobbing apart, tainted blood running down the penetrating steel like a barbers' pole.

They keep pushing. Somehow, another agonizing inch finds a way to fit inside her, despite every automatic attempt her body makes at rejecting it. She heaves and sobs plenty but that doesn't seem to have much effect on what must be done to her.

if she wasn't cuffed to the broken radiator by this point you KNOW she'd be stimming up a fucking storm

But that's been taken care of. Quiet hands.

The movement has stopped down there too, at least. She forces herself to peel an eye open, having to know what's coming next. Pale moonlight through boarded up windows doesn't give her much to work with, but through the haze of pain and dust motes, it sort of looks like-

The shotgun is broken open. She freezes. That's right, they can DO that.

Before she can whine out a pithy protest, something hot and acrid starts trickling down the barrel.

cool so they found a way to make it even worse

An estuary of steaming fresh piss bypasses several girlsphincters, washing all the residual gun chunks directly into the deepest, most wretched cavities of her body, and she starts to REALLY hyperventilate now, because how long it'll take for all those little ragged metal shavings and caustic gun oils (that are no doubt already digging into and dissolving her soft colonmeat) to come back out of her again, only God knows, and she doesn't want to ask him anywa-

KA-BLAM!

A big new hole's opened up in the center of her abdomen, and everyone's invited.

Ragged flesh tripelace dangles around the edges, scarlet ichor and black bile and golden piss and every other color of the human rainbow gushes from her yawning thorax wound. The orgasm she was chasing, perpetually just around the corner, slips out of view through the cascade of gore, replaced by an overwhelming shiver, dying animal curling into itself on the floor, babbling* the garbage data of a permanently shattered brain, everything suddenly very cold and real and serious again.

A thick marine layer of fog rolls into her brain, gently wrapping her in its cold wet embrace and shepherding her away from all the pain and ugliness they blasted out of her. Its purpose served, the shotgun is pulled from her stretchy hole, but the pellets remain, little balls of leaden death embedded in the dusty wood all around as she struggles for each next breath.

She recedes into that misty dark, her body still heaving and twitching its last in the steaming puddle of liquefied intestinal matter.

* "I don't want to die," end up being her last words, in a bit of irony she's in too much shock to properly appreciate.

ao3

#guro #ero guro #📝#yeah man fuck it im doing it this is my brand now i guess #gun kink

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lenaboskow · 9 days

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the gay!eddie storyline, and how it should go

this is gonna be a long one, so read under the cut

abc has the potential to do the most groundbreaking thing since 4/4/24, and that is a properly fleshed out, tear inducing catholic deconstruction coupled with a sexuality crisis leading to eddie realizing he's gay and in love with buck (with mention of how he still loved shannon, just not in the way he wanted to)

before i go into this, let me set the record straight (ha) and say that while eddie doesn't necessarily need to realize his feelings yet, i believe that he's the type of person to not let himself even think about his sexuality until it's staring him down in the form of being in love with his best friend.

anyways

they've already lain the groundwork. the fact that he ran at every given chance from shannon, even moved within driving distance of her and never picked up contact until chris' needs required it. the fact that he panicked at the idea of being a ready made family with ana, even admitting that he was in the relationship for chris and that he had hoped he would learn to love ana. the fact that he was most definitely in one long panic attack the entirety of 7x05.

why did he ask marisol to move in off screen? why did he ask her to move in after we'd only gotten two mentions of her the entire season (both in relation to her helping with chris)? i think he was overcompensating again. trying to fill that motherly role, and as he said in 7x01, he's a nester. he nests.

though, if you ask me, he's a very bad nester unless it's with buck.

furthermore, why did finding out marisol flunked out of nun school send him into a panic? you could argue that it's strictly catholic guilt, and that may be true, but to me it seemed like the catholic guilt was only the top layer.

eddie's never had a problem with being with a woman pre-maritally. when he was with shannon, he was still fully immersed in his family's catholicsm, so if this was a problem he was going to have, you would think that it would appear then, right? so what's the difference between when he was in el paso with shannon, and now with marisol?

he's had eight years to figure himself out. well, not completely, but he's getting there.

i think eddie has been on the verge of figuring out his feelings for buck, and that's what made him panic and ask marisol to move in. if marisol is living with him, then when buck is over for weekly movie nights or what have you, marisol will be there as a buffer. he doesn't understand why he's feeling the way he is, but with marisol around, the chances of him being alone with buck are fewer, and the chances of having to address the feelings are even less so.

so now, he's unpacking marisol's boxes, and he sees the picture. and freaks out. because here is the very thing he was trying to avoid. and now it's living in his house.

but, why does he only panic when it comes to sleeping with marisol? because it makes him think of the one thing he hasn't allowed himself to. and that's buck.

this fact coupled with buck just starting to question his sexuality is what's going to push eddie over the edge. sure, he's going to be the most supportive best friend he can be, but in the back of his mind he's going to wonder why he gets a sick feeling in his stomach as he watches buck and tommy dance, as he watches them flirt on scene where air ops was called, as he watches them interact at the grant-nash barbecue buck invited him to.

eddie runs. he doesn't face things until it hits him in the face, and even then sometimes he still ignores it. when he does face it, it's going to hit him all at once, and he'll probably panic and probably run to hen and karen's house, and there will be lots of tears. and angst. and i can't wait

tag: @eddiediazismyhusband

#911 #911 spoilers #911 on abc #911 abc #eddie diaz #gay eddie diaz

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hamofjustice · 9 months

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nemona's sync pair story in pokemon masters ex can be viewed anytime as soon as you recruit her, and in just a couple minutes of dialogue we scarlet/violet story analyzers get some great subtext-made-text and new subtext:

confirmation of one instance of nemona working herself really hard for the sake of others and seeing anything less as a display of her own weakness and letting them down (even if the others are her pokemon in this case). it's something that i thought always seemed likely to be a theme with her if we knew more about her, with stuff like her mostly un-commented-on arm brace / compression glove and perfectly clean room nearly devoid of personality outside of her meticulous schedule and displays of her achievements, and what that implied about her relationship with her family, teachers, and idol

recontextualization of why she wears sporty athletic wear and runs around everywhere, even though she's a straight-A nerd who has to take a break every 50 feet when she initially takes you to school and is still winded enough to be worthy of comment from arven by the time you're running around in area zero

the fact that penny, the otaku shut-in, did not get called out like this means either she performed exactly as arven expected her to based on how she looked, or that nemona was doing the worst out of all of the group and might actually have some kind of chronic condition / disability like some fans theorize. nemona's stamina now being revealed to be a long standing insecurity of hers despite shrugging it off with a joke in area zero implies the latter to me

if she shrugged off a long standing insecurity with a joke, that could potentially say a lot about any other things she didn't want to make a big deal about that fans are a little suspicious of, like saying her parents were "hands-off in a good way" with her while her sister got all the attention, which i definitely think was an deflective understatement or simply not realizing there's a problem

and if her low stamina and "bad throwing" are in fact due to some kind of condition and mostly out of her control, that also makes her calling herself weak that much more tragically unfair to herself. someone hug this kid please

i trust these folks to write a compelling nemona if they were given the chance to, not just a fun and cute one. they get it.

her 15 minute storyline from her debut event is mostly just good fun with her meeting a bunch of people and almost winning a big tournament with her new friends hilda and bede. it also, however, touches upon how sad she is that people mostly get jealous of her rather than feel inspired by her (which she actually comes up with a motivational speech to try and combat this time, with hilda's help). it even has her tell blue and bede that florian/juliana back home is "a precious treasure" to her, which made me melt into boiling taffy.

now i'm looking forward to whatever else they come up with when nemona's more plot-driving friends arrive. despite how cheesy and hit-or-miss pokemon masters tends to be, they're treating scarlet/violet with respect so far. it's canon to me. i kinda need that right now when we're not sure what the friend trio are gonna get in the DLC of the actual game.

#nemona pokemon #pokemon sv #pokemon scarvio #pokemas spoilers #nemona #pokemon scarlet and violet #pokemon masters #pokemas #nemonaposting #there is a big sense of relief knowing that the deeper subtext to her simple text is not just in my head and people in charge see it #like i have won the battle that i was in and now i can just chill #just like in-universe people need to know nemona is struggling to be able to really appreciate her fully and not just on a surface level #if it was immediately obvious from the get go i'd probably be significantly less invested #note: this is a datamine she's not actually out until the pokemon presents on the 8th if you're reading this before then lol #the 8th will probably also be the last chance to show us nemona arven and penny in the DLC trailers if they're going to

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ashintheairlikesnow · 8 months

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💊 Forced to swallow pills - Kauri

CW: Drug use, drunkenness/alcohol use, dubcon, Kauri's Poor Life Choices

No one even tells him what it is before there's a hand at his mouth and then a cup to his lips, liquid forcing something smooth and small down his throat as he reflexively swallows.

Kauri doesn't ask, either.

He doesn't even care.

He just coughs against the burn of the sickly-sweet liquor, apple-flavored vodka that tastes like those hard candies he sucks on sometimes when his panhandling isn't going well and he can't afford dinner.

The whole reason he came here is because they'd promised him free pizza, and they definitely kept that promise. He'd eaten plenty earlier, and then there's been some fooling around, and now there was some kind of movie night and potentially an orgy? He hasn't figured out if there's going to be an orgy yet.

In training, there had been some, sometimes. He remembers how it felt to have them all around him, some trainees like him, some demo pets to help them learn, handlers directing all the action, grabbing and jerking and slapping.

Kauri had aced the orgies.

At least, until Owen found out he was being trained for them and put a stop to it, because he wanted his little pet to only ever pine for him. Kauri had missed getting to see the other trainees, whisper to them, hear news or just talk to someone who felt as bad as he did.

But he doesn't feel bad right now.

He's already drunk, and he thinks a little high just from the smoke in the air in the small room, the press of bodies around him. No one's doing anything, really - just laying here for now, with a movie playing to no one in particular in the corner. Maybe some people are wearing less clothing than they should, but that's normal.

He keeps seeing Vincent fucking Shield on the screen, making serious faces while solving a mystery. Vincent fucking Shield, smiling brightly and kissing a woman with false passion, and Kauri wonders if he'd kissed Owen like that, ever.

Every time he feels himself getting angry about Vincent fucking Shield and his perfect fucking movie-star life, he takes another drink, or runs his hand up someone's thigh, or lets someone kiss him with their own vodka-soaked tongue sliding into his mouth.

Maybe there isn't an orgy.

Maybe Kauri is the orgy by himself.

He can handle that.

He's seated on the floor, between some stranger's spread legs, the denim of the guy's jeans bookending him, seams rubbing rough against his bare arms. Kauri's shirt is off - he has no fucking clue where it is. He might have left it in the one guy's bedroom, or in the bathroom. Or the kitchen.

Where did someone ask him for it first?

Can't remember.

Not important.

"Give that about half an hour," Someone says, half-shouting to be heard over the din, "And you're gonna fucking fly, gorgeous!"

For a second, Kauri has no clue what the asshole next to him is talking about. Then he remembers the pill, the something down his throat, and he laughs, bright and brittle as light shining off sugar cooked as thin and clear as glass.

"Hope so," He breathes. "What is it?"

"Don't worry about it!"

That should probably bother him to hear. It doesn't. He just giggles some more. The guy whose legs he's nestled between leans down and offers him a joint. He takes a hit, and wonders idly what Jake is doing right now. It's close to midnight, but Jake barely sleeps. Probably studying for some fucking test or writing an essay, the kind of shit you can't do when your brain has been made into malleable putty for someone like Owen to mold.

If Kauri called him now, he'd answer. Disappointed, and he'd tell him he shouldn't keep putting himself at risk like this. He'd get to hear Jake's soft voice chiding him for fucking his own life over after he just got to start it, and he's tempted.

Just to listen, because once Jake gets started on that lecture he'll talk forever, and all Kauri has to do is hum sometimes to show he hears it.

"Hey." The guy takes a joint back, blows smoke at him, giggles with an odd high-pitched tone that makes Kauri's teeth itch. "How many dicks you think you can suck before the movie ends?"

For one single solitary second, Kauri lets himself feel a well of loathing and shame that will shatter him to pieces the size of glitter flakes if he lets it. In a room full of strangers, they all know what he is as soon as he walks in the door.

Oh, they may not know why he covers his wrist in long sleeves and leather bracelets, but they know what he'll do, and that he won't say no.

They know Kauri Grant is always up for anything, or anybody, at any time.

For just that one breath, he thinks that if he has to keep going like this, he'll just turn himself in to WRU, because at least Owen doesn't pass him around. Owen wants his pretty little Vince-slut all to himself.

And fuck, wouldn't it be better than living like this?

Then he pushes it back down, reminds himself that if he goes back to Owen he won't get to talk to Jake or Nat or the little redhead that just showed up again. He tells himself to give it another few weeks, maybe it'll get better.

Just a few more weeks.

Kauri takes another long hit from the joint, sucking it from right between the guy's fingers, and when he exhales, he breathes, "Don't know, but why don't we find out?"

"Awesome! Kauri, you are the fucking best." The guy hands the joint off to someone else, and his fingers are on his zipper a minute later as he watches Kauri with heavy-lidded eyes. Kauri turns, shifting from seated to kneeling, pressing hands on the guy's knees to spread them even more, swallowing against the nausea threatening to boil back up his throat.

He can't. He can't throw up right now.

Not until that pill dissolves and he forgets to give a fuck about this anymore. Until he forgets that he hates these people, and the drugs, and the alcohol, and his entire fucking life that he has to live because Vincent fucking Shield didn't want to fuck Owen Grant.

He puts every ounce of training into it, and after the third guy his jaw hurts too much to think anyway, and the world has gone soft and glimmering around the edges. Everyone tastes like apples and sugar because of the liquor they keep feeding him, and everyone tells him how good he is, how sweet, how fucking pretty.

It feels good, or at least it feels less terrifyingly bad than he felt before, and that's pretty much the same thing when you're Kauri Grant.

The fourth guy's hands are in his hair and Kauri's sure he'll be done any second when the guy's eyes widen, staring down at him. Kauri sucks hard and he jerks his hips forwards and buries himself so deep that Kauri would gag... if he still could.

Nope.

They trained that out of him, just like they made sure he could never say no.

"Jesus," The guy groans, rolling his hips forwards, the others at the party crowding close and cheering him on or waiting for their own turns, "You're so fucking good at this. Mmmmn, baby, has anyone ever told you you look just like Vincent Shield?"

Kauri doesn't bite his dick off in reply.

But he thinks about it.

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hazshit-hotel-hater · 2 months

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Ok a rant about Cerri bomb and how much I HATE her

In the addict music video she was a very supportive friend of Angel and I loved her in the pilot! I wish we got that supportive best friend to Angel in the final product, but unfortunately she is a woman in a vivziepop show.

She’s AWFUL now I can’t stand her, the way she tried to make Angel relapse was so weird like pilot cherri wouldn’t do that! I also really dislike her design it has to be one of my personal least favourites (not the bottom though nothing is worse than alastors design to me) she isn’t enjoyable to watch anymore she had potential if she’d only been introduced earlier! Imagine if she was introduced in episode 4 and played the supportive friend she was originally supposed to be!

And GOD I hate her ship with pentious, it was SO RUSHED, so poorly done and the ship isn’t very “so cute and in love!!” When you remember she showed literally NO interest in him until Angel brought up that he has 2 dicks, and this is supposed to be a romantic relationship we CARE about.

Cherri didn’t need a romantic relationship she needed CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT we needed to get to know her! If you’ve only seen the show and no other Hazbin media at all (which shouldn’t be required you should be able to get all your info FROM THE SHOW) you’d barely know anything about her character or who she is. I wish we got pilot cherri bomb, and that she got a design update, and that her and pent’s relationship was either taken slower or didn’t happen at all

You silly little creature you, you have me writing in my notes app instead of Tumblr because I’m about to go crazy!

Cherri Bomb. More like Cherri what the hell happened

Anyway I’m gonna tackle this one thing at a time, and also forgive me if I word something weird I just woke up an hour ago at the time of writing this.

First thing, design: I personally quite like her design since it very loosely reminds me of Iris from Ruby Gloom with ofc the one eye, the very rowdy personality and kind of the hair, but those are very broad design choices and its just me remembering some random girl I thought was silly but like Iris did it better.

Okay now second thing and then we go into literally everything else: My blog has been an angry pit of despair for everything in Episode 6 as of recent so let’s tap into that again 🤏 just a little. I am going to give my classic centrist opinion and say I don’t mind Cherri Bomb all that much but I absolutely get why people dislike her, and I mean this in the kinda way as people who dislike… Idk Fukuchi from BSD. WILD jump in fandoms but gimme a second. I can’t 100% say that Cherri Bomb in the pilot was better than the series since we have no idea if maybe for some reason she was intended to be like that offscreen, but judging by the pilot and “Addict” alone, it’s very unlikely. I could see her maybe being a bad influence at times and being like “Loosen up dude we’re in hell and its Friday” or something (idk if they have Friday in hell but everyday is probably Monday 🥁) but overall I feel like she’d end up apologising for it. However on the other side of things, I can understand why Cherri did that in Episode 6. Of course not to say this is okay, but Cherri is still very clearly not in the “redemption” mindset. She’s happy the way she is and is really only focused on certain aspects of issues. We see her comfort Angel in “Addict” but thats basically the extent of it. Cherri’s definition of “self-care” seems to be less of actually taking care of yourself and more like just letting go and having fun instead which really only gives a momentary fix to the issue, much like how substances can be abused. Do you kinda see what im getting at? Cherri offering Angel drugs while he’s trying not to relapse is not okay, full stop. But her reasoning as to why makes a bit of sense for her purpose in the show which is honestly not much, since, as you said, she is a woman in a Vivziepop show.

To my knowledge Cherri is like 30-ish years younger than Angel Dust in Hell experience so she’s likely not reached a point where she’s gotten tired of how things work, as well as the fact we don’t really have much of an idea on her backstory aside from that random shot in “Addict” of that guy in a puddle??? But generally she seems to be in a better position than Angel is, so there isn’t really any reason for her to want to change, yknow? I will say I do like exploring characters that are good friends while still being bad influences at times, but I’m going to be honest I feel like thats really not what Angel needs right now. I wouldn’t be as pissy about it if she did end up apologising afterwards (I’m just gonna headcanon she did for my sanity) but even then as Angel’s friend we don’t know like… anything about her. I would’ve really liked to get some kind of callback to the pilot where Cherri mentions she thought Angel was dead until the random Sir Pentious turf war, and maybe we could see her actually being worried about Angel again instead of those 3 frames in “Addict”, but Hazbin is rushed and I guess we don’t have time for that. And also YES it would’ve been great to see her in Episode 4 and actually doing something but again, Vivziepop is boring.

Going forward I would really like to see Cherri, if not become a patron, at least try to be a better friend and sure if she wants to keep doing stuff she can keep doing it, but just don’t encourage other people to relapse. It is very simple.

SIR PENTIOUS! About Sir Pentious, this is going to be incredibly short. I don’t hate the ship but also I’m not really crazy about any of the Hazbin Hotel ships? I also don’t really hate any except for the genuinely horrid ones but thats basic sense. I absolutely agree with you, Cherri does not need a romantic interest. Romance doesn’t always = growth and growth should not always = romance. She needs some genuine character TLC and I hope to god she gets some in season 2. We’ve only seen a few minutes of her so I have yet to give a firm opinion, but as of now I’m just hoping they do something actually interesting with her instead of just alluding to Sir Pentious ship. Also the penis thing. 1. What was that, and 2. It made me and my friends briefly pause to sex Sir Pentious and come to the conclusion he is likely transgender/hj

TLDR; Please give us a fun Cherri Bomb again. ☹️

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geeky-politics-46 · 2 years

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You Belong To Me - Part 2

Smut - Explicit content - NSFW - 18+ only!

Part 2 to "You Belong To Me".

Pairing: Sinister Stephen Strange x Reader, Stephen Strange x Reader

Summary: Much to your surprise, & Stephen's, you discover you are pregnant. With twins. As the pregnancy progresses you start to feel everything is not as it seems.

Warnings: Smut (NSFW) - 18+ ONLY - fingering, dubious consent, deception, manipulation, breeding kink, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, dirty talk, pet names, jealousy, language, toxic relationship, kinda cheating?, mention of potential pregnancy complications (minor)

Somewhat canon divergent as I wanted Tony alive, felt America should still be there, & I needed Wanda for the plot. Also some inspiration from AHS. Thank you so much for all the love you guys have given this piece. It means so much to me. At popular request this will now be a probably 4 part series.

"So how bad do you think he's gonna freak out?"

You sat still stunned next to an equally shocked Wong in the library of the Sanctum Sanctorum, staring at a small white stick. It was resting on a fluffy pale blue/green hand towel. One end of the stick was covered with a royal blue cap. The towel created a sharp contrast against the rich polished aged wood of the table, the cap & the stick in contrast to the towel. The thing you both couldn't stop staring at however were the 2 pink lines visible in results window on the stick.

Wong pursed his lips for a second. Trying to figure out what response would be most likely from your boyfriend, Stephen Strange.

"Well, I think you should definitely make sure he's sitting down first."

Without even turning to look at you he reached over to pull your hand away from your mouth. You had already chewed the cuticle on your thumb raw, you didn't need to get it bleeding. It was a habit you fell back into when you were anxious. Both Stephen & Wong had gotten into the habit of making you stop when they saw you doing it.

You huffed at him, less for making you stop & more because you didn't know what else to do. "I should make you tell him. You're the one that burst into our bedroom without knocking after I read the test results. What if you had walked in on us doing... something?"

"Yeah, I burst in because you screamed bloody murder. I thought you were being attacked. We still don't know who or what that was that trapped us last month, & things have been happening more often lately."

You nodded slightly & grunted in agreement. Yeah, you couldn't be too mad about it. He was just trying to protect you. You also knew he was under threat from Stephen to watch you like a hawk when he wasn't there.

"Plus it's not like I haven't walked in on you 2 doing things all over this place. More times than I care to think about. I still can't sit on that loveseat downstairs."

You turned to give a perturbed look at your friend, who to his credit did look slightly traumatized as he recalled the various places & positions he'd found you & Stephen in around the Sanctum.

All of a sudden a golden spark appeared mid-air & quickly expanded to create a portal. Stephen quickly stepped through it, hands full with books & papers. The portal closing down as he started walking away from it.

He turned his head towards the 2 of you, both looking like you'd been caught red handed. You didn't dare reach for the pregnancy test to try & hide it. You were better off pretending it wasn't even there.

As he moved to walk past he observed the scene & acknowledged you both, "Wong. Sweetheart." Before turning back towards where he was walking.

You were about to exhale in relief that he hadn't seen the test when you saw him freeze dead in his tracks. He stood still for a couple beats & then started walking backwards. Turning his head back toward you once he stood in front of you. His eyes were giant.

He shifted everything in his hands to one side & pointed at the stick, "what's that?" His voice hesitant & curious at the same time.

Wong chimed in first, "what's what?"

Stephen narrowed his eyes at Wong & shot him a look that said 'do not screw with me on this'. He then turned to look you straight in your eyes before asking more pointedly.

"Is that a pregnancy test?"

"Umm... yeah." You tried to answer nonchalantly. As if he was asking about a book or an apple instead of a pregnancy test.

"Is it yours?" He wasn't even sure why he was asking that.

"No, it's Wong's. Yes, of course it's mine. I've been feeling really off the last couple of weeks, & I took the test more as a 'well that's an easy thing to rule out' thing &..."

You bit your bottom lip between your teeth & sorta shrugged your shoulders. Did you need to say it? Surely you didn't need to say. You aren't sure you were ready to say it out loud yet. You went exactly unhappy about it, but you weren't exactly happy either.

You certainly hadn't planned on it. At least not now anyway. You were always careful to never miss a pill, hell you even took them at almost the exact same time everyday. You knew they weren't a 100% guarantee, but you did everything in your power to get it as close to 100% as you could. Had you taken any antibiotics or something else that could have interfered with your pills? No. You or Stephen would have known.

"...&?" Stephen's eyebrows raised in expectation. Waiting for you to finish your sentence. At this point he knew what the test said, but he needed to hear it out loud. He needed you to say it.

Wong took the opportunity to answer for you. Throwing his hands up, a fake overexaggerated smile on his face, & said with a half statement half question, "congratulations!!!"

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Stephen had been surprisingly calm when you told him you were pregnant. Well, when Wong told him you were pregnant. Luckily the shock more or less wore off by that evening.

You were even more surprised when you woke up in the middle of the night to Stephen's hand resting on your low belly, a far off look in his eyes. He had a few silent tears running down his cheeks. A small smile on his lips. Quickly wiping away the tears & turning his expression stoic once again when he noticed you watching him. Pulling his hand away from you as he did.

"Penny for your thoughts?" You asked him in a warm loving tone.

"Do you think I'd be a good dad?"

You brushed his hair back & away from his eyes before bringing your palm to settle on his cheek. He leaned in to your touch & pressed a kiss to your palm.

"Yeah, I do baby. You may not be the most outwardly loving person, but when you love someone Stephen you love with your whole heart. Nothing would stop you if they were in danger. That matters a hell of a lot."

"You know that whatever you decide I will be okay with. It's your body, it's your decision. I will support you & love you no matter what, but... I can't stop thinking about what having a baby, a family, with you would be like. I'm scared shitless, but I really want to do this with you."

"Yeah? Something about this just feels right doesn't it? I don't know why it does all of a sudden. I love you so much Stephen, & I want to have a baby with you. This baby."

You finished your declaration by placing his hand back on your low belly. Over the tiny thing that would develop & grow into your baby. A small piece of each of you forever joined.

"You are gonna be an amazing mom, & I am gonna try not to be a total disaster of a dad."

You rested your forehead against his as he sniffled. Failing to hold back his emotion. The two of you giggling at the new path you just agreed to walk together. Neither one of you ever thought you would ever go down this path. Until now.

His lips soon found yours. You could feel him smiling as he pressed sweet & loving kisses all over your face. His arms moving to wrap tightly around your waist. Pulling you down to lay on top of him.

"Oh man, we are gonna need to baby proof everything around here."

His statement had you laughing. Your head falling forward against his neck. Nuzzling in you hummed in acknowledgement. Then you start nipping & kissing at him. Paying special attention to the spot that you knew got him going.

A soft little moan escaped his throat. His arms wrapping around you tightly before you felt his hips buck up once into yours. Feeling him starting to harden underneath you made you grind back down against him. Your reaction brings a proud smile to his face.

"Ooo, those pregnancy hormones getting you all frisky already? Well you just let me take care of that. I'm gonna take good care of you sweetheart. I promise... But, I think maybe you should start calling me daddy right now."

Stephen quickly flipped you over & playfully pounced on you. You both stayed lost in each other for the next couple of hours. He told you he loved you more times than you could count, & made you cum almost as many times. By the time you finally untangled from each other you were completely exhausted. It had been a very stressful day, but you were happy to have spent the last of your energy on Stephen. The love of your life.

As you snuggled into the covers you kissed Stephen's shoulder one more time before letting your head hit the pillow. Smiling as you closed your eyes thinking back to the moment all this probably happened.

"Guess you got what you wanted with that whole 'fuck a baby into you' thing, huh? Took me by surprise, but fuck that was the best sex we've ever had. Definitely."

"What?" His eyebrows furrowed as he turned his head to face you. He didn't remember saying that. Or anything like that.

"The incredible sex we had that day you had off. When you got back home." Your voice slowly grew quieter as each word passed through your lips, succumbing to a heavy sleep.

It took him a moment to process what you had said. He had come home that day to find you fast asleep in your shared bed. You were naked, & he just assumed you had fallen asleep waiting for him. Maybe you had been fantasizing about him that day. Playing with yourself while he wasn't there.

That thought tugged at his mind. He hadn't been there for you. He had been so wrapped up in trying to find the reason for his recurring nightmare. He hadn't been as attentive to you as he should have been. He was falling back on his old bad habit of pulling away when he was scared. He didn't want to tell you that the dream was of him losing you. From now on he was going to be better. He was going to be there for you. For you & for your baby.

A small smug smile now gracing the face of the sinister looking man who stood watching all of this from his own universe. Making sure his plan went smoothly. Thinking about the day he set everything in motion to get the thing he wanted most. You.

He would be replaying that day he spent with you in his head once again. Savoring all the little noises you made. The way your skin felt against his. The way your lips felt. You had said it was incredible. He knew you wanted him just as much as he wanted you.

As much as he despised watching another man touch you, defile you, he was playing the part perfectly. Being too stupid or naive to not see what was happening right before his eyes. Soon he would see.

Soon you would be free of that variant, you would be where you belonged. With him.

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The first ultrasound went perfectly. Your pregnancy was confirmed, as was your due date, & a conception window.

You weren't surprised to find out it was indeed that same week Stephen had attempted to take a day off. It had been a particularly busy week for you 2 bedroom wise, the pinnacle of which was that spectacular afternoon romp.

Although a fresh wave of shock hit you both when you learned you were actually having twins. Not one baby, but two.

Wong promptly voiced his hope it was one of each, a boy & a girl. He also hoped they took after you, & not their father. He then proceeded to spill the beans to most of the other Avengers. Wanda was giddy since she was a twin. Peter was already begging to babysit, swearing that Ned & M.J. would be there to help. Then the shock of all shocks, Tony actually hugged Stephen while Pepper was already busy planning your baby shower.

It was quite a sight seeing the world's mightiest heroes, super soldiers & assassins alike, argue over who gets to hold the babies first, who isn't allowed to hold them at all, & who will be the favorite aunt or uncle. They were all overruled on that last one by America & Wong.

It was still early in your pregnancy, still well in your first trimester, & you tried not to put the cart before the horse. You wouldn't be finding out gender for a while still. You still told Thor that you would take his name ideas into consideration, nonetheless. Surprisingly, he suggested his brother's name. It was all very sweet.

All things considered though, your surprise pregnancy was off to a great start. You saw a love in Stephen's eyes for you that you had never seen before, & for a moment your world felt perfect.

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It wasn't long after that day that the dreams began.

For a while they all started the same. Playing out like a scene from Phantom of The Opera.

You would find yourself standing in the grand foyer of the Sanctum, but now the age of the building was painfully clear. The formerly pristine building now dilapidated & crumbling. Paint & wallpaper peeling away from the walls, like skin shedding. Once polished wood now dull & splintering. Chunks of the walls & the roof were missing or the concrete was shattered like a spiderweb.

The chill in the once warm building only being amplified by the fact that you were always wearing only a silk nightie, never the comfortable shirt or pajamas you had gone to bed in. It was short with thin straps & usually white or ivory, occasionally black, trimmed with delicate lace. You felt exposed even just standing in the large room alone.

Only you weren't alone. You were never alone. He was always there, waiting for you.

Stephen was always there. Somerimes he lurked in the shadows before stepping forward. Sometimes he stood waiting on the grand staircase. Sometimes his voice echoed through the room before he appeared right behind you.

It was Stephen, but it wasn't. His skin was pale & dull. His eyes that were normally a sparkling sky blue were now a cold icy slate. His hair was out of it's usual perfect placement. Both his hair & his goatee were a bit longer. All of the warmth had been stripped from his face.

The first handful of times you dreamt of him a chill would run down your spine whenever your eyes would first find his. Goosebumps prickling up over your exposed flesh & your nipples becoming hard, visible through the thin silk.

His eyes now roving freely over your body. Part of you wanted to cross your arms over your chest & shield yourself from his predatory gaze, but part of you liked the hungry way he looked at you. Your body usually started to respond to him before you could make up your mind. It was still Stephen, & your body still wanted him.

Despite his ominous appearance, he always greeted you lovingly. Usually with a "hello sweet kitten" or "I missed you my love", as he brushed a thumb over your cheek & brought his lips to meet your neck. Inhaling deeply & taking in your scent before exhaling with a throaty groan. You were unsure if he could smell your growing arousal for him or if that was perhaps precisely what spurned on his reaction.

What happened next was always different, & in the beginning it consisted of actions far more than words. One goal was always apparent though. He wanted to worship & pleasure you.

Sometimes he would drop to his knees in front of you before trailing his hands & his lips up your legs before pulling one over his shoulder. Licking his lips as he eyed your bare cunt already wet & now displayed for him. His fingertips gripping into the soft flesh of your ass to steady you as he brought his mouth to you. Always looking up at you, wanting to see your reaction as he began his first long slow lick over your pussy. From the base of your entrance to up & over your clit. Making sure there was no spot left unlaved by his tongue.

After that he became a man starved. Sucking & licking at your dripping sex with a ferocity that put you on edge within a couple minutes. The more you moaned the more ravenous he was. After a while when your fingers gripped tight in his hair, his hips begin thrusting against nothing as he growled & snarled against your pussy lips letting his nose nudge at your clit. Filthy praises falling from his mouth before bringing you to your breaking point with only his mouth.

"Your pussy tastes so good my love. So sweet & perfect. Want you to cum on my face kitten. Cum all over me. Fuck I need it kitten. Need you."

Other times he would lay you down on the stairs. Kissing you passionately as his long skilled fingers worked in & out of you. The sinful wet sound that was made with each curl of his fingers inside you making you both more needy. Again he would whisper the lewdest things to you in the most adoring way. Pulling whimpers from you as he thrust harder & faster, his thumb dragging over your clit.

"So tight sweet girl. This pussy is just for me isn't it? Listen to that. She's so wet, & she's squeezing my fingers so tight. So perfect. Love you & love this tight little hole. Wanna stay buried in it forever."

It didn't stop there either. He had you bent over the banister face & fingers working you to climax over & over. Pulling you down to ride his face as he lay on the marble floor. Sitting in his lap on the stairs with your back to his chest, one hand fingerfucking your juicy pussy & the other down your nightie teasing at your nipple. He has made you cum countless times on every surface in the foyer & in every position he can think of.

He had also begun professing his love for you during your nocturnal romps. Saying that he would destroy a thousand universes & collapse every dimension if he had to to be with you forever. It only added to the intensity of the dreams.

You assumed pregnancy hormones are what's causing the vivid dreams. You knew when hormone levels change, your libido does too. You can only imagine it would be amplified when you were pregnant with twins. If this was the trade off for weird cravings & some morning sickness you were okay with it.

The sex you were having with Stephen when you were awake was even better lately too, more intimate & passionate. He was more outwardly loving too. Standing behind you & wrapping you in his arms as he talked to Wong or Tony. His hands resting on your belly that was now slowly starting to grow. Holding your hand & kissing you more when you were out together. It was a win/win as far as you were concerned. You were suddenly drowning in affection from your man, the father of your babies, both awake & asleep.

Even though there were some days you woke up to him staring at you with a worried look. He always brushed it off as you were saying weird things & talking in your sleep. His expression grew even more clouded when you said you were dreaming about him.

On those days he seemed unusually anxious. Like there was something waiting around every corner. You thought it was the realization of becoming a parent seeping in. The sudden contradiction of seeing you, thinking of you as both a lover & a mother. To be honest whenever you had a bad day recently that was the reason why.

After about 2 months of nightly rendezvous with your dream Stephen you start to wonder why your brain had decided to have only you on the receiving end so far. Not that you weren't enjoying it, what woman wouldn't, but you certainly enjoyed taking care of Stephen too. Getting him to whimper & moan your name. You also realized that you had never fucked your dream Stephen, & that you really wanted to.

Whenever you had tried to touch him in your dreams, stroke him through his robes or started getting down to your knees to suck him off he always pushed your hand away or pulled you back up. Saying it was about your pleasure. You knew he wanted you, & that he was so hard each time it had to be painful. Occasionally getting carried away thrusting & grinding against your hip. The only thing stopping him from cumming was the fact that he inevitably got you there first.

You wanted to pleasure him. You wanted to fuck him. You needed to.

The next week you didn't dream of Stephen at all, the first lengthy span without your nightly forays with him. You were missing him terribly. You found yourself snapping at Wong & Stephen, even at Peter & America.

You began pulling away when Stephen went to hold you. Telling him his cologne had started making you nauseous. You even found yourself sobbing on the bathroom floor because you missed him. Despite the fact that he was right there. You didn't understand why this was happening. Why did you crave the man in your dreams like he was a drug, when you felt a growing aversion to the man on the bathroom floor with you? They were the same man. Weren't they?

You had thought your ultrasound appointment would make you feel better. Closer to Stephen again. Seeing the product of your love for each other still safely growing in your womb. Or at the very least maybe you could find out if these feelings & mood swings were normal. The crying was mentioned in the books, the desperate need to have your partner's darker dream self to rail you into next year was not.

Stephen felt you were struggling too. He just didn't know what was causing it. He feared it had something to do with whatever had been so interested in you it had bested both the current & former Sorcerers Supreme just to get to you.

Your behaviour had changed recently. When you slept your astral form fought against your body, like it was being pulled from you. The few times he had witnessed it it scared him. Then the way you looked at him had changed. Seemingly overnight. It didn't feel like normal pregnancy problems.

He & Wong had begun scouring even the smallest shred of text trying to find something, anything to help them find a lead. Wong loved you like a sister, & having recently decided himself that he was the rightful godfather to your children, he wasn't going to let any harm come to either of you. They were close to asking Bruce & Tony for help, not sure exactly what they even could do to help.

Both of you sat in the exam room, nervous energy rolling off you both. Well, he sat. You were laying on a table covered in paper & had to pee like a racehorse. Stephen could sense your unease. You looked over to find his eyes trained on you. He stood up & pulled one of your hands to him, holding it to his chest. Moving to run his other hand through your hair & kiss the top of your head.

He kept his face in your hair & whispered "I know that you're having a hard time right now, & I know I can't magically make everything better because I checked."

He smiled when he heard you snort a laugh at his comment before continuing, "but I will do everything in my power, & in Wong's power, to make this easier & more comfortable for you. I don't like seeing you upset sweetheart. Okay. I love you."

You let him cradle your head to his chest.

"I love you too Stephen. I'm sorry I've been such a bitch to everyone. I just haven't been sleeping well I think."

"Well you are having 2 of Stephen's kids. I expect that's a lot of sarcasm for 1 person to carry."

A voice from the doorway pulled both of you to look that way. Christine's head popped around the door as she gave it a little knock at the same time. A large friendly smile on her face.

As stupid as it sounded, now that she was happily married felt far less threatened by her. She really was very sweet. One of those people you can't help but like even if you don't want too.

She had made a point of telling you how good you were for Stephen & that you had the patience of a saint to put up with him. You actually enjoyed spending time with her. You had even had a couple girl's lunches & dinners together.

She quickly stepped to the side moving into the room as the door opened farther & your doctor came in behind her. Your doctor gave a couple quick hellos to everyone in the room & went through a quick reminder of how everything worked.

While the doctor started prepping the ultrasound machine Christine walked over to you & Stephen. She gave you a tight little squeeze before addressing Stephen directly. She was mostly grilling him about how he was taking care of you. However you couldn't help but start to dissect the expressions on their faces, looking for any hidden emotions.

He was smiling back at her. A genuine wide smile that made the crows feet at the outer corners of his eyes appear. His blue eyes trained on her as she spoke.

His hands were still holding you but his fingers no longer moved back & forth to soothe you.

A wave of green started pulling you down deeper & deeper into a pool of sudden jealousy with each second. You were starting to spiral, even as part of your brain tried to bring you back to reality.

Of course he had been infatuated with her. She had a warm sweet smile that reminded you of a Disney princess, she was smarter than you could ever dream to be, & just to top it off she was so beautiful she could be a model tomorrow. How could you even think you could ever compare? Maybe you were a placeholder, someone to keep him from getting lonely until he could maybe have another shot at her. Would he leave you if he had the chance to be with her? Would he leave your children?

No. He wouldn't do that. Would he? Part of your mind yelled back no, trying to pull you from your destructive paranoid thoughts. You were well aware that you were reading far too much into it, & that Stephen's interactions now with Christine were simply as a friend. Yet part of you now questioned even the smallest gesture. Told you to push Stephen away before he could confirm your dark thoughts & tell you the thing you most feared.

Thankfully, your doctor interrupted both the conversation & your mental spiral. Christine told Stephen a quick goodbye & gave you another small hug, saying to call her if you needed anything & Stephen couldn't help. You thanked her, even though at the moment you would rather put your hand in a bear trap than let her into your house. With that she excused herself & headed back to do her rounds.

The doctor began applying the conductive gel to your stomach as you held your shirt out of the way. Stephen leaned down to kiss your forehead as you jumped at the cold sensation. The fetal heartbeats automatically became audible as the doctor placed the transducer over your uterus.

"Alright, 2 heartbeats. One seems to be stronger but both are in regular rhythm. Nice clear sounds. Let's see if we can get a good angle to see both of them clearly."

She turned the monitor so you & Stephen both had a clear view. Not that you could quite tell what was what. It was easier than last time though. The blobs were starting to look more like people.

The doctor began shifting the transducer back & forth on your skin. Tilting it one way, then the other. The longer she moved it around the more her face started to worry you. A neutral expression dropping in on itself. Her eyebrows furrowed a little & her lips pressed tighter together. Eventually Stephen cleared his throat as a way of questioning what was going on.

She finally decided on a position to hold the transducer in & turned her attention back to you. She made sure to put on a reassuring face & it made the bile start to rise in your throat.

"So pregnancy with twins can be a little different than a regular pregnancy, more difficult, for the obvious reason that you are trying to split the resources between 2 babies instead of one. Something that can happen is that one fetus can begin to develop & grow faster than the other because they are taking more of the resources mom is providing. The other fetus staying smaller. That seems to be what we have happening here with your twins."

She directed your attention back to the ultrasound monitor & began pointing to different areas of the black & white image displayed.

"This is baby number 1. You can see a bit more detailed development, even some little fingers right here, but what is very apparent is its size relative to baby number 2. This right here is baby number 2, as you can see this fetus is significantly smaller than its sibling with less development clearly visible. This is called selective fetal growth restriction."

You noticed Stephen's hand was gripping your's tighter than before. The question both of you had was clearly readable on your faces. Before either of you could make yourself ask it out loud, the doctor began to answer.

"Now just because baby number 1 is hogging the nutrients right now doesn't mean that the other baby or mom is in imminent danger. Most times what happens is that the distribution evens out & baby number 2 catches up. Baby number 2 might still stay slightly smaller but develops normally & birth goes smoothly. There are of course some cases where that doesn't happen, & both mother & babies are at risk. So I want to keep a close eye on you as your pregnancy progresses. This does put you at higher risk for some complications as well as being potentially put on bed rest prior to birth, & potentially need for preterm delivery. I also recommend that if by your next ultrasound we are not seeing much progress catching up from baby number 2 we do some more testing including a fetal echocardiogram & DNA testing."

At that point you stopped listening, you heard what she was saying but you couldn't process the meaning of the words. You remember her handing you the ultrasound pictures & scheduling your next appointment. It was going to be far sooner than you originally thought. You remember getting home. It all felt like it was in slow motion or you were suspended under water. Your mind was on the 2 little ones in your womb. They were all that mattered in the moment. The mood swings & breakdowns, the weird territorial thoughts with Christine, none of that mattered.

When you got home Wong & America promptly stole the ultrasound photos from Stephen & began cooing over them. They would undoubtedly be plastered all over the fridge doors in the Sanctum, the Avenger's Compound, & the Kamar-Taj.

You & Stephen spent the evening together in your room. You just wanted him to hold you. Even though you knew that he would now be up in the middle of the night doing the work he should have been doing then.

This wasn't a serious complication with your pregnancy & Stephen did his absolute best to assure you that everything would be alright, but as hot & cold as your moods were swinging even the smallest things felt like earthquakes. You weren't sure.

Even though your brain was still racked with worry over your babies, at some point you willingly fell into a deep sleep. It had been an exhausting day. Partly because the two little monsters you were carrying took up most of your energy. Partly in the hopes that maybe tonight you would see him again. That maybe the man you had been missing so much, dream Stephen, would be there to comfort you.

As soon as your mind slipped through the veil between the world's of the waking & sleeping, into the subconscious mind, you found yourself in a familiar place. You were in the crumbling Sanctum once again, but this time instead of the grand foyer you found yourself standing in the bedroom you shared with Stephen.

This was the first time you had seen another part of the Sanctum in your dreams, & it's appearance matched the foyer. The drapes were merely tatters of fabric, the wooden bed frame rough & battered. Even the linens on the bed looked a bit threadbare. The light in the room somehow accenting & pulling even more focus to the large bed that sat in the middle of the room.

You reached over the footboard of the bed & ran your fingers along the heavy fabric of the duvet. Your fingertips feeling the small snags & tears of the old ornate covering. You usually never touched anything in your dream besides Stephen himself. Or if you did you were usually too far gone to pay much attention. It was all so incredibly detailed for a dream. It felt so real.

You pulled your hand back from the bed & hopefully, or maybe tentatively called out. "Stephen? Are you here?"

You were only met with silence. You called his name again, hoping that he was here somewhere. Waiting. Willing him to be there. Needing to get your fix of him.

"I've missed you terribly this last week, kitten. Did you miss me?" He entered the doorway of the bedroom & slowly walked to stand behind you. He let his arms slowly thread around your waist, placing his hands to rest on your growing baby bump. Bringing his lips to your neck & starting to place small featherlite kisses.

"Missed you so much Stephen. You have no idea. It's been so hard. Why does it feel so different to be in your arms here, in my dream, that it does when we are awake?"

You were still trying to workout the feelings you were now suddenly beset with. The aversion to Stephen during the day, the sadness that clouded your mind when you weren't here, the sudden suspicion & anger towards Christine, & the new fear for your babies. They began to drift away like clouds when you were here. Eventually all you could feel was him & the pleasure he gave you.

"Well my love, I guess you could say that we are pieces of each other. Forever linked in both dreams & when awake. By now you should know that his devotion, his desire for you cannot compare to what I can give you. To what I would give to our little ones. You saw the way he looked at Christine earlier, deep down he will always be hung up on her. He doesn't know that he has a goddess in his bed every night. I will never let you feel like anything less. I will never so much as cast my gaze onto another."

He had finally acknowledged your pregnancy. It had never been mentioned before. A few lingering touches on your belly had been the extent of it. A small moan left your lips as your head dropped back to lay on his shoulders. Letting Your hands rest over his on your bump.

At some point you stopped listening to exactly what he was saying. Letting the melody of his voice wrap around you. His touch was like a hit or heroin right to your bloodstream.

If you had been listening your blood would have run cold at some of the words he said. Making his true origin & intent known once he knew he had you snared in his web.

"You are so strong my love. I know today was frightening. Our child clearly overpowering that with his weak constitution. When I placed the charm to help my own seed take root it was never part of my plan for you to conceive with him as well. For him to have you as well. It's just one more thing that he has messed up. I will cherish that child too though. It's still a manifestation of my love. Of our love."

"Need you Stephen. Need to feel you. Need you inside. Please let me please you first though. I need to touch you."

"That is exactly why I was forced to stay away from you kitten. I needed you to need me. I needed you to crave me the way I crave you. Now, my good girl, take what you want. I want to watch you as you please me. Show me you are mine. Show me your devotion."

You bit your lip & turned to face him. His nostrils flaring as you brought you hand to caress his half hard cock through his pants. Groaning lowly as you felt him grow stiffer under your touch. You swore he felt bigger than normal.

Gripping onto his hips for support you slowly lowered yourself to your knees, staring up at him with big doe eyes silently asking for permission to undo his pants. Your hands caressing his thighs as you waited. He purposely held back for a moment, suspense bubbling beneath your skin until he nodded & began running his hands into your hair.

You quickly set to work undoing the buttons as he started removing the rest of his robes. Soon leaving him bare in front of you. His hard leaking cock was flushed & standing proud before you. He was deliciously thick & long, A long raised vein was visible throbbing along the underside.

Sticking your tongue out you placed a long slow lick along his tip before wrapping your mouth around his head & sucking lightly. Humming in delight at his taste on your tongue. You brought one hand up to grip the base of his cock as the other one moved to cup his balls, rolling & massaging them in your fingers.

Licking up & down the sides of his shaft before sliding him down your throat. Slowly starting to bob up & down taking all of him inch by inch. Gazing up at him through your eyelashes as you felt his length hit the back of your throat. You held yourself there & worked to swallow around him. You managed to pull a ragged whimper from him. The erotic sound making you moan in response. The vibration it sent through his cock made his fingers move back to grip your hair tighter.

"Such a good girl for me. Such a perfect sweet angel, & yet you suck my cock like such a filthy little whore. You love it don't you? I can smell that pretty pussy getting all drippy just for me."

Sucking him down over & over, the slurping sound you made getting louder with each action. His hips starting to thrust him farther into your throat making you gag lightly every time he bottomed out. Making sure to lick up over his tip as you came up each time. Eventually pulling back to swirl your tongue around the ridge of his head.

You knew he was getting close to losing control. Unsure if he would stop you or let himself cum down your throat, you pulled your mouth off of him completely. As you started stroking his cock that was now slick with your spit you dropped your head down to eagerly lick & suck at his balls. Your tongue sweeping back & forth repeatedly. Teasing the same spot right between them. Your entire body was now hungry with need for him.

You needed him to fuck you. You needed to feel him. So you started whining little pleas against the velvety flesh of his member. Dragging your lips back & forth with wet kisses & small sucking pops before swallowing his length between your pleas.

"Wanna fuck you Stephen. You've never fucked me here before. Please. I need more of you. I need to feel you. Need you in my pussy."

After taking his cock down your throat one more time he began to pull you up from your knees. He crushed you tight to his chest. Noticing how different this felt now that your belly was starting to swell. He let one had rest on your low back holding you against him, the other slid up your arm to tilt your chin upwards. So your eyes met his. A dark desire burning behind his blue irises.

"If you want me, I need you to tell me that you want it. That you want me. Beg for me to own you completely. Tell me you are mine & you will only be mine."

His voice had now sunk into a lower octave. His movements became like those of a jungle cat. His muscles constantly coiled & ready to pounce.

His lips began caressing yours soft & gently as he slid his palms up your thighs, pulling the silk fabric of your nightie up your soft curves before pulling back to lift it over your head. Discarding it somewhere on the debris laden floor. Your body now completely displayed for him. Taking a moment you let each other explore the planes of each other's bare flesh. Looking each other up & down.

Your voice soft & breathy following his command, "Please Stephen. I want you so bad. I want you to take me. All of me. It's all yours. Fuck me Stephen. Please fuck me."

As he brought his lips to yours you let your fingernails start to dig into his biceps. His body gently guided you to the bed, magically pulling the covers back with a wave of his hand. His eyes never left you. Your kisses deepened & became more passionate as you both climbed into the bed.

Stephen grabbed at your breasts & began placing open mouthed kisses on your neck as he lowered you to lay on your back. His solid frame poised over yours, his lips shifting down to run across your nipple. Swiping his wet tongue over it as he passed. His fingers moving lower to slide against your labia. Soft, warm, & sensitive to his touch. Each stroke of his hand coaxing the wetness from between your lips.

Once his fingers were coated, you watched as he wrapped his hand around his shaft. Using your arousal to stroke himself. The sight of your slick glistening on his cock making you groan needily & press a deep kiss into his lips.

He began guiding you onto your stomach, bringing his knees to rest in between yours. Once he was positioned kneeling behind you, Stephen pulled you up to lean against him. His chest pressing hard to your back with one arm wrapped around your chest & his other holding your waist. His hard cock now slotted between your wet pussy lips gliding through your soaked folds with each rock of his hips.

The friction of his cock felt both delicious & somehow forbidden. The lure of it making you all the more desperate. You started to scratch at his thighs trying to get him to angle his cock up & into your aching hole. A pained "please Stephen" falling from your lips in between moans.

He momentarily stopped all his movements pulling a desperate whine from you. To take you properly, to start the process of pulling you from your universe into his, he needed you to declare your desire to be his & his alone.

So with his lips pressed to your ear he whispered, "Tell me you're mine darling. Mine & only mine. Tell me you want to be with me for eternity. Just you & me, & our babies. All you have to do is say it, & then I can give you everything you dream of."

His words held the same allure of the apple that tempted Snow White. The shiny promise of a perfect life with Stephen & your children. The picture playing behind your eyelids felt all the more real as his warm hand that wrapped around your wrist moved to hold your growing belly. A happy life with Stephen had grown to be the thing you desired most.

So you said yes. You gave yourself over to him. You bit into the luscious red apple presented to you.

"All yours Stephen. Always. Want to be in your arms, with you forever. You & me & our little family."

A deep dark growl erupted from his chest as he pulled back & plunged himself deep inside you. He fucked you deep & slow. Each thrust practically lifting you up off of your knees & up off the bed. Your bodies stayed pressed together, his grip around you only tightening as he got closer to his climax. The only movement he made was to lower one hand down to toy with your clit making sure your pleasure stayed in sync with his own.

Even as his speed increased his thrusts stayed as deep as they could. Wanting to keep as much of his cock in your warm wet heat for as long as he could. Your body shuddering & on the verge of tears as you felt a heat explode inside you. Your cunt fluttering & clamping down around him causing him to cum right behind you. His cum coating your inner walls & claiming you from the inside out. Just like he had done in your bed before.

He brought your limp body to lay down in front of him. You were barely hanging on to consciousness, & still blissfully unaware this was far from a dream.

Now would come the hard part of telling you that. Telling you that he was every bit as real as the other Stephen was, & that you had just promised yourself to him. That he was in fact the reason you were pregnant, even if his variant got lucky & his sperm managed to hitch along for the ride.

You had said the things you needed to say. That exclamation of love, the wish to be with him, that would allow him to finally finish pulling you from one universe to another. As soon as you gave birth he would bring you home along with your newborns. The rest of his empty universe would no longer matter. His world would once again be full.

He brushed back a piece of your hair & swept it away from the space behind your ear. On a little patch of skin, just below your hairline, in a spot not easily visible, he let his magic create a small glowing symbol. A rune that marked you as his. An invisible claim to create a deeper connection that bound you to him & warded away others.

Smiling to himself he leaned down letting his lips touch the seemingly invisible mark. He couldn't help but think of all those nonsense fairytales kids are told growing up. He was a far cry from a prince even if you were his princess, but he couldn't avoid the symbolism that his magic was now sealed with true love's kiss.

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It was unbeknownst to you or Stephen that in your universe at the very same moment the two of you slipped over the edge together, Wanda was snapped awake in a cold sweat. Sitting up stick straight desperately clawing to hold on to the image she had just been shown. Her skin was prickling & her breath was quick. Like she had been pulled from a nightmare. Except she wasn't that lucky. She knew this was no mere nightmare.

Vision quickly sat up next to her, he didn't actually sleep but would put himself into a standby mode while Wanda slept so he could be next to her, taking a moment to asess her demeanor. He reached a hand out & placed it on her shoulder. He gently started rubbing his thumb back & forth trying to soothe her.

He spoke in a soft voice, encouraging her to open up about what had her so unnerved.

"Wanda, darling, what is it?"

Placing her hand over his she turned over her shoulder to face him. Her eyes were wide & brimming with tears that had yet to begin falling. The normal flush of her cheeks had drained as she processed what she had just seen in her mind.

"Something is terribly wrong."

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vulpesverda · 5 months

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For heartsteel headcanons I imagine Kayn is not a great cook because of the burnt Mac and Cheese he made (with Aphelios's influence)from an interview. So what would the bands including Alune's reactions be if he cooked dinner for them?

IF KAYN COOKED FOR THEM?? Dear Lord, I hope they've been blessed with iron stomachs. Isn't his like, specialty Mac and cheese also made with potato chips, or something?

Also, Phel being a little stinker is something I live for. I love that man with every fiber of my being.

If Kayn Made a Meal Headcanons

Content warnings: gross food, minor mentions of gagging

Kayn

I'm going to say out right, I don't necessarily think he's an awful cook. But he did learn how to cook from a bunch of drunk college rock kids. Some of them were definitely probably crustpunks. His standards for food are not very high, so what he makes, he genuinely enjoys. And no one else except other people with low standards for food enjoys his food. He also doesn't have very much technical skill in the kitchen, so he was very much unaware that Aphelios's advice would in fact set the oven on fire.

That being said: baked Mac and cheese with a potato chip crust doesn't sound half bad. I just don't trust him to be the one to make it. Nor do I trust any other abominations that come out of his kitchen.

K'Sante

Starting off strong with the main man, the big cheese, he's not pleased. He may eat protein powder dry, but thats a choice he made that he knows is unconventional.

He's going to try the food, but he's definitely also gonna make faces. If Kayn seems like he's actually proud of the food he's made, I think K'Sante would pick up on it and try not to be too harsh.... but that doesn't mean he won't give criticism. I could see a conversation between the two going something like this:

KY: Do you think it needs more salt? Maybe it needs more salt.

KS: It most definitely does not need more salt. In fact, it could do with less salt. No more salt.

Sett

Canonically the best cook in the house.... I would reckon to say that if Kayn cooked anything, it would not be while Sett is anywhere in the vicinity. Watching Kayn cook would stress him out and make him become a mother hen, constantly watching over Kayn's shoulder for any mishaps. Especially after the Mac and cheese incident. Kayn is going to have to wait until Sett is away to attempt anything like that ever again.

If he does manage to successfully make something and serve it to Sett, much like K'Sante, I don't forsee him being terribly harsh... on purpose. At least K'Sante tries to hide his displeasure a little bit. Sett can't control it. His face contorts, his eyes twitch and water, his tongue falls out of his mouth. I feel like Sett takes his enjoyment of food seriously, so if it's something he doesn't like, you're going to know.

Yone

He's not gonna eat it. Sorry. He'd rather get take out. He's gonna take one look at it, say "No thank you", and open Door Dash. Plain and simple.

Should Kayn continue to pressure him into eating it (perhaps because he's proud of it), he might try it to humor Kayn. He'd take a small bite, and upon making a little bit of a face, he'd take a sip of water and tell Kayn he's going to pass. I don't really see a reality in which this doesn't end in a Door Dash order. In fact, it may already be on the way.

Ezreal

He's scared. He vehemently tries to deny Kayn's advances in this moment, and may even potentially be eyeing the nearest exit. He's going to whine, and maybe even try to pretend like he has stuff to do to get out of this.

I feel like Ezreal might have the most intense reaction out of everyone? Even if Kayn manages to get a bite if something into his mouth, Ezreal is going to whine, and maybe even gag. Please help him.

EZ: Do I really have to...? I mean, I did eat a pretty big lunch...

KY: Come on, Ezreal, just a little nibble? Hehe.

EZ: Oh! Uhm.. I think I hear Yone calling for me in the other room! Uh, I'm coming!

Aphelios

Now, I personally believe Aphelios knew that advising Kayn the way he did in the Mac and Cheese Incident was going to end in disaster. He did it because he thought it would be funny, not because he thought it was going to work.

So when he is presented with whatever the hell Kayn put in front of him, he's capable of recognizing it for the culinary abomination that it is. If possible, he's probably going to not make eye contact with Kayn while passing the dining room to avoid this interaction all together, pretending that the music in his headphones is too loud to hear Kayn. But, if it's unavoidable, he's just going to put a hand out wave it side to side as if to say "No thank you". I don't think anyone is capable of getting this man to eat anything he doesn't want to. Sorry not sorry.

Now, if he plans on playing a prank...? That's a whole other topic of discussion I can get into on a different post.

Alune

She's probably going to try it, not gonna lie. I imagine she's probably tasted worse. Aphelios has probably tried to get her to eat something nasty on more than one occasion, so she's been primed for something such as this.

She may not like it, by any means, but she's more than happy to give it a shot and help him improve on his culinary skills. If he's going to continue to insist on cooking for them, she's at least going to make it more bearable for herself if no one else LMAO.

Plus, as the band manager, she can't have anyone getting food poisoning. So this comes with the territory. Though... she may also suggest going out to eat instead.

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AN: Ahh, this was such a fun prompt! Thank you so much for your submission! I really enjoyed writing it. I can't wait to write more for this group as I've really fallen in love with thier concept.

#heartsteel #heartsteel aphelios #heartsteel ezreal #heartsteel k'sante #heartsteel kayn #heartsteel sett #heartsteel yone #league of legends #riot games #heartsteel headcanons

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homiesexual-or-homosexual · 10 months

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Pairing: Monster! Eddie x reader

Summary: dustin hides now not dead and very alive and very much a vampire eddie in his basement. the whole group knows except you. steve tells Eddie that it’s not smart to see you but eddie doesn’t care. so eddie just like breaks out of dustin’s basement and goes to find you

Warnings: Plot divergent, mike is bad at keeping secrets, steve is maybe a little mean to heartbroken and kinda lonely eddie, happy reunion at the end <3

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Grief. It’s all you feel. Other than the numbness that’s fogged your brain.

You barely feel anything than those two feelings anymore.

After loosing one of your bestest friends and potential life partner about 3 months ago now, you feel lost. You’d buried yourself in rebuilding and replenishing the town after Hawkins was hit by a massive earthquake, and buried yourself some more in your job at the local record store. Woodwork, food making, cloth folding, box packing, record restocking, and home chores are all you know now.

You barely see your friends anymore. While you cross paths as you work at the makeshift shelter in the Hawkins High gymnasium, you often work on the other side of the large room. You feel their eyes but you ignore them, not ready to face them yet.

But unbeknownst to you, and all the other older kids/adults of the group, Dustin Henderson has been hiding something too. Rather than hide himself from the world, he’s been hiding someone. Someone that was supposed to be very dead and very not alive.

Well, that someone did die, but he’s alive now, again. But different. Physically and mentally.

This very alive someone has large, ratty, bat-like wings and fangs, like some otherworldly creature. His nails grow fast and are sharp, but he tries to keep them cut short, nervous chewing does it’s work on keeping the nails/claws short as well. Some senses seem enhanced as well too. Hearing, smell, sight (especially as night), and taste. He can eat fine and normal food, much to Dustin’s amazement and bewilderment.

But Dustin could only keep this secret for so long. When Mike opens his big mouth and spills the beans to Nancy, Nancy is so shocked that her first instinct is to drag Mike to Dustin’s and barge into the basement to find a very alive Eddie Munson.

Upon the discovery, Nancy calls her first emergency group meeting in Dustin’s basement, despite his and Mike’s protests. And Nancy spills the secret to the rest of the group, with definite proof.

The group panics and bickers amongst each other until Erica speaks up.

“What are we gonna tell Y/n?” She asks.

The group goes quiet at the same time Robin blurts, “We can’t tell Y/n!”

Eddie, who’s been sitting off to the side, stands and asks, “Why not? Are you afraid she’ll be frightened of me?”

“Yes,” Nancy answers.

Eddie opens his mouth to protest but Nancy continues.

“It’ll be like seeing a ghost, Eddie,” Nancy tells him. “You died in front of her. Sure, you’re still you, but you’re not you anymore.”

“But-“ Eddie starts.

“Eddie,” Steve grabs the boy’s attention. “It’s been three months since you died. She’s still acting like you died yesterday. We’ve barely seen her, much less talked to her. She might quite literally die from shock from seeing you, especially with the way you are now.”

“How I am now?” Eddie snaps.

“You’ve got fangs now, man,” Steve defends his statement. “And wings. And claws.”

“I keep them short!” Eddie protests.

“That doesn’t matter now!” Steve starts to raise his voice. “She can’t handle you! She’s not well! She needs help before we introduce this new you to her!!”

“But maybe she’ll get better when she sees me!” Eddie protests again.

“No! Eddie!!” Steve sighs heavily, squeezing the bridge of his nose. “Eddie, just listen to me. It’s too soon, man. Just give her some time.”

“So I’m just supposed to hide down here for who knows how long?” Eddie asks, voiced lowered but dripping with irritation.

“Yes,” Steve answered. “I’m sorry, but yes.”

Eddie huffed, throwing himself down onto the couch in the basement.

“Can you ever go outside during the day anyway?” Robin asked, a little sass to her voice.

“Yes,” Eddie grumbled, crossing his arms.

Unbeknownst to quite literally everyone in the room, Eddie came up with a plan.

After everyone left and Dustin went to bed, and was in bed for at least an hour, Eddie would sneak out through the basement fire escape. Once out in the world, he’d make his way to your house. The only obstacle left would be getting into your house, hopefully through your bedroom window that you possibly left unlocked even after all this time.

The air is tingly. The smell of fresh leaves, blooming flowers, and the day’s cars waft through the air. It’s cool and smooth, better than the warm, stuffy air of Dustin’s basement.

Eddie makes his way through the streets, going by heart to the way to your house, but he decides to go the long way around. He slows as he passes the trailer park. It seems that the earthquake hit his former home the hardest, only a few new homes have been placed and their respective properties have been cleaned up. He shakes his head of memories and picks up his pace, making his way to the suburbs on the other side of the woods that borders the Hawkins trailer park.

A few of the house’s lights are on, but most are off. Cars are parked in the driveway. He doesn’t see the two story he’s looking for and keeps walking, making it important to stick to the shadows.

It’s a few moments before he comes up on the familiar oak that covers a majority of the front yard. Eddie makes his way to the side yard and climbs the scrangly cherry blossom tree so he can make his way into your backyard. He climbs the trellis filled with orange trumpet vines and practically starts shaking when he sees the lilac curtains shielding his view from your lit bedroom window. Eddie feels his wings vibrate as he makes his way to the window. He tries the little lip on the bottom of the window and it gives, letting him be able to slip his fingers between the window sill and window.

Eddie lifts the window more and stops when it abruptly squeaks. He pauses, listening for footsteps. He doesn’t hear footsteps, or any noise that indicated, but what he does hear is the muffled lull of The Call of Ktulu, playing from the vinyl that Eddie had gifted you for your birthday.

The boy tries the window again, successfully lifting your window without any noise.

He slips inside, parting your curtain.

Your room hasn’t changed one bit. Your bed is still against the opposite wall from the window, nestled into the far corner. Your desk is against the wall to the right, facing away from the bed and adjacent from your bedroom door and the window Eddie just slithered through. Your closet sits in the wall next to your desk, filled with your shirts and his, a little three drawer dresser sits under the shirts, your shoes filling one of the corners inside the closet. And your, rectangular shaped, nightstand sits beside your bed, the record player that eddie gifted your sits atop it, sitting beside the lamp that sat closest to your bed. Though the room is a little messy, your laundry overflowing a little and some and some water bottles litter your desk and nightstand.

“Eddie?”

You. You stand in the doorway of your room, looking like a deer in headlights. You’re dressed in pjs, a large t-shirt and some shorts. You look tired, exhausted even.

“Is that you?”

Eddie wills his mouth to move and vocal chords to vibrate but it’s as if his body forgot how to function. So with no air entering or exiting his lungs, he goes for a simple nod. He suddenly feels nervous and the previous shaking from before comes back.

You stand there for a few moments before taking a step forward. And then another. And another. Until you’re crashing into Eddie’s chest and pulling him down by your arms wrapped around his neck. You’re practically choking him with how tight you have him wrapped in your arms.

Eddie hesitates before squeezing you into his own hug. He’s crushing you in a bear hug and stuffing his face into the side of your head. The metalhead doesn’t even realize he’s crying until you’re both pulling away from each other and his cheeks are cold. Eddie holds you by your forearms, and you cling to his wrists.

You’re crying too. Eyes are bloodshot and a river of tears flow down your cheeks and drip down onto your plush carpet flooring. You laugh a little bit, taking in a shuttering breath.

“Hi,” Your breathing stutters, and you take a hand away to wipe at your cheek.

“Hi,” Eddie responds. He moves his hands to cup your cheeks, smudging the wet tears aside.

“You look… different,” You point out, eyeing his new characteristics.

“Really?? I hadn’t noticed,” he says with a toothy smile on his face, and that’s when you notice his fangs. They don’t look too sharp, but sharp enough to cause some damage.

“Oh,” Your eyebrows raise in surprise. “What are these?”

You move your hands to poke at his fangs, testing their sharpness with the pad of your pointer finger.

“Careful,” he mumbles so he doesn’t accidentally prick your finger by talking. “They’re kinda sharp.”

“I see that,” You tell him. “How have you been? Where have you been?”

“Umm tired, hungry, and a little grumpy,” Eddie lists off. “And been down in Dustin’s stuffy basement with like zero outside time.”

“Dustin’s basement?” You press.

“Umm yeah,” Eddie scratches the back of his neck nervously. “Everyone else might’ve known i’ve been alive for about three months now. But nobody told you cause they didn’t want to upset you or anything, and they didn’t want me to come “hunt you down” or anything. Cause I assume you’ve been pretty down since I like… died and everything.”

“Three months?!” You seem to latch onto that first before processing everything else. “Hunt me down?? Did you actually die or what that something that I just imagined??”

“Uhhmmm yeah…” Eddie’s nervous now, twiddling with his hair now. “I did die, for like a couple days I guess. And Dustin said when I “woke back up” I had the wings and stuff. And I guess they didn’t know if i’d be Eddie Eddie or like Monster Eddie, or if i’d go on like a weird predatory killing spree or anything. I guess no one’s ever died and then come back with wings and fangs, y’know. You’re not mad or anything?? I hope???”

You sigh heavily, “No, I’m not mad. I guess irritated? That Dustin and everyone else decided to let me grief for like three months despite you being alive for that period of time. But I’m very glad that you’re alive and well, if not a little different as well.”

“Hey,” Eddie spreads his wings a little. “I guess I give better hugs now!”

“Yeah!” You agree. “Are you hungry?”

“Very. Chicken nuggets and poptarts aren’t very good breakfast and dinners for three months straight,” Eddie tells you.

“Good,” You move and grab his hand. “Spaghetti it is.”

He follows after you, happy as a puppy. Eddie’s happy to be back, officially now. And with his favorite girl of all time that truly does love him completely and unconditionally.

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