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myimaginationplain · 3 days

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I've found that when it comes to discussing who has the best claim to the iron throne and/or the Targaryen dynasty, there's often this implicit assumption that when Jon finds out about his true parentage, the knowledge will inevitably leak to the general Westerosi public. People love to theorize about whether or not the Northerners would continue to support Jon if his being Rhaegar's son came to light, or if he would be pushed as heir to the iron throne over Dany & Aegon, & I'm just like...how would any of them find out about it? Why would any of them find out about it?

I feel like some people believe that when Jon finds out about R + L = J, he'll, I dunno, send out news letters about it or something? Publicly renounce his status as Eddard Stark's son? I don't exactly understand what people think Jon would do with the information, but anything less than keeping as tight a lid on it as possible would be very out of character for Jon. Guys, we're talking about the same guy who purposefully gave a young mother the wrong baby. He's not gonna be cavalier about this.

The only people we can really be certain he'd feel the need to tell the truth to are Arya & Sansa. We know that Bran is likely to already know the truth himself by then through his greenseer tree-god bullshit; Rickon, even if he is found & taken to Winterfell by the time the other siblings reconvene (which I find highly unlikely), would probably be considered too young to trust with information like that.

Daenerys is also an extremely likely candidate for being one of the few people Jon would tell, although this is variable, as it depends on what sort of relationship you believe she & Jon will have by the time R + L = J is revealed. I for one am betting on she & Jon already being involved in some capacity by the time he finds out, thus making her one of the people he'd tell. But if you're in the camp of people who think they'll be enemies by then, he probably wouldn't tell her in that scenario.

Sam is furthest down on the very short list of people Jon would probably tell. I think it's likely, seeing how much he trusts Sam & leans on him for support. But still, it's not a sure thing.

So, including Howland Reed (who has successfully kept the secret for ~17 years now), that makes just 6-7 people who would be privy to Jon's parentage. None of whom would have much motivation to go screaming about it from the hilltops in any scenario where they're still behaving like themselves. (If any of you bring up show!Sansa here, then I'm gonna beat you with a hammer. Don't be a hypocrite; if you can acknowledge & accept that literally every other character was wildly ooc in Season 8, then do the same with Sansa. Betraying Jon's trust after swearing not to before a heart tree is just as ooc for book!Sansa as purposefully burning Kings' Landing to ash would be for book!Daenerys.)

Even in the event that Jon rides a dragon, I think that can easily be explained away by lying about Jon's mother. "Oh, why can I ride a dragon? Not many people know this, but my mother was actually a Lyseni whore. You know they have some Valyrian blood in them. She died in childbirth, though, which is why my lord father took me in." Who's gonna call his bluff on that? Ned's resolute silence on Jon's mother would absolutely work in his favor. The historical precident set by Nettles & others like her means that Jon can 100% just say his mother was the daughter of some unknown dragonseed or something.

IMO, the real question we should be asking is, if Jon were to have children, would he ever tell them the truth?

#the remaining starks are some lying mfs. they know how to be duplicitous & certainly know how to keep a secret. don't forget that #asoiaf #a song of ice and fire #jon snow #r + l = j #r+l=j #arya stark #sansa stark #bran stark #daenerys targaryen #samwell tarly #theory

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acourtofthought · 21 hours

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4 Books of Buildup is not something E/riels and E/riels alone get to claim.

Yes, there have been moments in ACOMAF through SF that put the idea of E/riel into your head. Feyre thinking on how "handsome" they'd be together (literally the most shallow reason in existence for someone pairing two people but I digress), Az helping Feyre rescue Elain in ACOWAR, him offering Elain TT, Az sitting with Elain and listening to her talk about her seeds in ACOFAS, their "charged" look in SF and depending on the day and argument about whether the BC counts, their near kiss.

Yet between every single one of those moments, there is another love for Elain or Az or both. Elain was in love with Graysen in ACOMAF through ACOFAS. Az was still hung up on Mor, even in SF. He was happy not to stay and guard Elain, later helped rescue Elain then went on to look at Mor with heat and yearning on Solstice. He gave Elain TT but only because Mor begged him to sit out of battle. He was relieved that he was not expected to get Elain a gift that first year.

In all of those 4 books though, Elain and Lucien are confirmed mates. Confirmed by the King, by Feyre, by Rhys, by Az, by Mor, by Elain, by Graysen, by Lucien, by Eris.

It is CANON that they are mates. The "4 books of E/riel moments" are canon too however it being love is heavily debated because neither Elain or Az have confirmed it to be that. There is NOTHING in canon that unequivocally states she wants a relationship with him, that she wishes he were her mate, that he is completely over Mor, that he would take Elain without a mating bond.

In comparison, there is CANON showing Elain and Lucien are mates. Lucien calls her his mate, Az confirms their bond can be scented, she makes sure Graysen knows Lucien's name when Graysen is referring to her mate, Lucien acknowledges the real thread between them and Elain confirms she felt it too.

Could SJM decide to pull a fast one over on us in the next book and reveal the mating bond as fake? Sure, because she can do whatever she wants as the author however at this point in time, Elucien being mates is more canon than E/riel actually being in love. And to those who claim Elucien's bond will turn out to be fake, that the 4 books of proof of an Elucien mating bond can easily be undone in the next ACOTAR, then can't we say the exact same of E/riel? That the 4 books of "open to interpretation" interactions of E/riel could also easily be undone (I think they kind of already were in the BC but that's another discussion).

If a storyline which was confirmed (once again) by Feyre, Rhys, Az, Cassian, Mor, the KoH, Eris, and the author herself in interviews can be magicked away after 4 books of Elain and Lucien's arcs being built around that narrative, that it could suddenly be proven as fake, then how is anyone arguing against how the unconfirmed love between E/riel (of which no characters are even aware of considering Nesta called Az Gwyn's new ribbon and Rhys told him to find a hooker instead) can be even more easily deconstructed?

If it's that easy to undo a confirmed mating bond then anything hinting at Elain and Az is a house of cards in comparison.

#elucien #anti e/riel

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ohmthipakorn · 5 months

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bed friend, episode 3

middleman's love, episode 3

#kinguea #middleman's love #middleman's love the series #the middleman's love #bed friend #bed friend the series #until i was writing this caption it did not fully hit me that these are both episode 3 #i think about them more than is probably clinically advised #anyway have you thought about how these lines are such a perfect depiction of their relationship #king. lying through his teeth saying that he doesnt like uea #because he knows that is the only way uea will let a fwb relationship between them operate #king protecting them both because neither of them have it in them to be honest #to uea proudly and happily and easily declaring their love #not just that he loves king #but acknowledging that he knows king loves him #something that uea had honestly come to believe was impossible #but it is king's love and honesty and support that has allowed uea to love himself more #and to realize he is capable of being loved by others #no more lies no more hiding in order to protect their hearts #just their love. simple plain and honest for everyone to see #they are ..... so perfect #*

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hezuart · 7 months

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Something I was curious about is that you say Hazbin and Helluva don’t follow religious or biblical accuracy, but you seem to forget that it’s not supposed too. It’s Viv’s own spin on biblical things so of course it won’t be biblically accurate.

I’m not trying to be mean or degrade you in anyway I just don’t get why you think it needs to be accurate to religion.)

Because Viv's spin on the religion and its figures is like this

#the entire show's plot is based around religion #Hell- angels- devils- sinning- god #and yet viv says its also ....not based on religion? what?#Adam.. the first human? His design and his entire character plot... absolutely wacky. he talks like a 14 yr old incel and he loves guitar..#7 layers of hell but humans can only be stuck to the top pride layer? That's missing the point of the rings in the first place #Lucifer king of hell is just a wacky goof who wants to entertain people who is super into rubber duckies? i dont even know what to say #charlie wants to try and get Angel redeemed and into heaven #without acknowledging Heaven's homophobia and sexism that could prevent him from doing so #regardless of changed behavior #if viv wants to establish heaven is corrupted theres plenty of material to use...#but imagine if i said jesus christ was a bi saxophone player who wore a suit and tie and was super into collecting teddy bears #a lot of people would find it offensive #but truly its just so detached from the original material and i cant take it seriously #helluva boss critical

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deerlisteners · 8 months

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thinking abt felix being protective of areadbhar and feeling entirely normal about it actually

#deertalking #feposting #few3h #ITS SO. LIKE THE WAY HES DEPICTED IN THIS GAME DRIVES ME CRAZY #like i haven’t thought this through i don’t have a point here exactly #i’m just thinking abt the screencaps here from the king awakens & him giving ingrid glenn’s spur & his support w mercedes & the cat #where mercie points out the cat likes him & he goes ‘well i can’t keep it. It’s practically a kitten what if it has parents that miss it’#not to even mention wildflowers for the future!!!!#like. ROLLS ON THE GROUND #it’s abt ‘i’m not immune to emotions you know’ it’s about it’s about #it’s abt how he feels like his emotions were disregarded since childhood (esp after duscur) so he pushed away the #sentimentality because he’s seen where it got his friends (revenge quests & death wishes)#but he can’t help but follow his friends down those paths anyway because he loves them so much!!!!!!!#like him acknowledging the spear’s importance to dimitri bc it’s all that’s left of lambert but ALSO #in that moment it’s all FELIX has left of DIMITRI. ykwim #like felix babygirl my beloved y do u think it makes u sick to see areadbhar in the enemy’s possession……..#he is just so hypocritical i adore him. he might be the character of all time to me #bro is trying so hard to b a lone wolf but was NOT built for that he was built to be loved and cherished by his friends #and so he shall be. thank you #um anyway idk what my point here was. i just like thinking abt how much felix loves everybody #someday i will make a coherent felix post. today is not that day #dmlxposting #dimilix #yknow what yeah.

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sophfandoms53 · 2 years

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MARCY BEING THE PIECE ANDRIAS NEEDED TO REMIND HIMSELF OF WHAT HE ONCE HAD AND THAT ITS OKAY TO OPEN HIS HEART FUCKED ME UP MORE THAN IT PROBABLY SHOULD HAVE

#BRO I LOVE THIS MAN #SUCH A FANTASTIC VILLAIN AND CHARACTER #they made him so complex and sympathetic without justifying anything he’s done #he even admits that it’s too late bc of all the damage he’s done #it’s hard for me to say if this is a redemption cuz I saw others saying that #like ya he acknowledged he messed up #but he also admitted he can’t fix it #it’s why he just accepts his fate and lets Anne attack him #but accepting that you messed up isn’t rlly a redemption #you gotta rlly change and prove that you’ve redeemed yourself #ya he was and probably still is willing to die #but that doesn’t change what he did or anything y’know #a ‘death’ could be redemption in some sense and I know that #but I just don’t think that’s the right word for Andrias’ character?#at least rn that can change next week #amphibia #amphibia spoilers #amphibia all in #king andrias #marcy wu

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fluffypotatey · 1 year

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Okay, but like...what if in "Queen of Hearts," Arthur followed through on his threat before Morgana did her sorcery frame-up, and he and Gwen just dipped (with Merlin, obviously)? Like, he leaves an Official Statement of Resignation on his desk with his signet ring, renouncing his claim to the throne and all that? The three of them are halfway to Essetir before anyone notices they're gone.

And on the way, they just happen to chance across some smugglers? Logic dictates that Tristan and Isolde started their hustle during Uther's reign for them to be as good as they are in S4 when Arthur had only been king a few months tops. They're still initially suspicious, ofc, but they warm up a lot faster considering the situation, and they're always down with someone who says "fuck the king" with their whole chest. The trio takes up with them bc they're always on the move and make a living on not being found, which is exactly what they need rn because Uther will be looking for them.

But if they want to stay, they gotta contribute. House rules.

Now, insofar, Tristan and Isolde are strictly transport. They're more or less fences. They don't do the actual theft part. But the trio can. Arthur can blend right in with the rich people they rip off, and he's bougie enough to pick out the Good Shit and pass on the knockoffs. Merlin and Gwen can blend right in with the servants to case the joint and swipe the goods, not to mention Gwen's knowledge of metalworking means being able to dismantle jewelry pieces without damaging them and making them untraceable, and Merlin can cover their tracks with magic (he'd have told them after they left) and create distractions as needed.

Arthur does have a small crisis when he realises he makes a better grifter than a prince, but then it's just really funny. He is now the Once and Future King of Thieves. Tristan and Isolde are the envy of the black market scene bc of their "secret weapons."

Bonus points if this is how they meet the rest of the squad bc legit the only knight that isn't a confirmed criminal is Percival, but he's also besties with Lancelot, so it's implied he might be.

Knights of the Criminal Enterprise.

you could have just kissed me on the spot you know

#god i'm in love with this concept #never thought i'd find a canon divergent merwenthur au where they're the top dogs of Albion's criminal empire #s5 is them realizing that camelot is in deep shit bc morgana took up the throne after they left and arthur still loves his kingdom #he's conflicted about going back bc 1) that's his home and it deserves better 2) he likes his life rn 3) he's in denial about morgana's #corruption arc no matter how many times he hears about ('that's not gana merlin those people don't know her like i do' and merlin doesn't #have the heart to tell arthur about her plots to kill both him and uther and gwen) it's not until leon arrives that arthur has to accept it #also elyan introduces merwenthur to tristan & isolde bc obvi he left with the gang (he promised her that he'd always be there and he intend #to keep that promise!)#lancelot when he meets the gang during a heist and he's their target's bodyguard ('...fancy meeting you here' 'literally what the fuck')#the tristan adoption process happens faster in this au bc tristan isn't aware that arthur (affectionately called wart) is the prince #gwen putting her smithing skills to good use and having them be acknowledged????? well mark me down as a swooning damsel #her and elyan being a dynamic duo when it comes to smelting or forging a quarter master's keys #bbc merlin #merwenthur #once and future king of thieves #or Albion's Oceans 11 #arthur pendragon #gwen #merlin emrys #tristan and isolde #headcanons

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kitkatabasis · 1 year

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Gilded Serpents

In an alternate England governed by mage dynasties, the impending death of a family head means a competition among their heirs. The prize? A ritual taking of the head’s life, and with it, their title, and the combined magic—and souls—of all their dynasty’s previous leaders. The competition, is, predictably, fierce.

And it’s never fiercer than when it’s for the crown.

The eighty-year-old King of England is dying, and the whole country knows the competition will begin any day now. None know it better than his three daughters:

Gunnel, 24, ruthlessly practical and constantly overworked, who tried—and failed—to fill the space the absent Queen left behind, and hides her longing for a life ruled by herself alone

Aikaterine, 22, easily personable and subtly manipulative, who resents her status as the forgettable middle child just as much as she uses it to her advantage, and secretly has no idea who she is by herself

Calla—her father’s unabashed favorite—16, prodigiously powerful and incredibly principled (and autistic), who memorized every subtle rule of behavior to survive, but now is adrift as her father grows unpredictable

As the days pass, the King’s behavior gets ever more erratic, the competition approaches, and a certain bastard’s resentment of his family grows, it becomes clear that this will be a competition to remember.

Let the games begin.

#To be clear yes this is a #King lear #retelling #ish. Really it’s more of like a response or something?#The plot is pretty different. As evidenced by the whole competition element.#But thematically it’s very similar #And the characters are all heavily inspired/influenced by their Lear counterparts #writeblr #d writes #gilded serpents tag #I keep forgetting William Kane (“Edmund”) isn’t a main character because I love him so much #But no the main characters are *technically* the royal sisters #Oh and just so everyone knows my Edgar equivalent’s name is Wilbur. He has a different last name from William because #The Earl of Gloucester has made some BAD parenting decisions #*wilfred earl of gloucester voice* yeah i’ll not legally acknowledge my bastard son and send him to boarding school #In the middle of nowhere starting in elementary school. That can’t possibly cause issues

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vinillain · 2 years

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Qilby is such a well written villain, like the more you think about his backstory the more your like… damn…

Because imagine, you and your siblings are essentially Demi-gods who come back to life when you dïe. You live on the same planet repeating many things until it becomes normal. You’ve done everything there is to do and know everything there is to know. The same routine, to the point where you can predict your siblings personalities and the actions of people.

Because unlike your siblings, every time you are reincarnated you still remember. You remember every time you and your loved ones have dïed. You remember everything about everyone and your planet. For thousands and thousands of years. To the point it drives you mad. Because you are the researcher. The one who writes history and the one who explores and craves knowledge. But you have lived mentally for hundred thousands and possibly even more years until everything is mind numbing. And your siblings don’t understand. They don’t remember. They dïe and live again but they forget. And you don’t.

So obviously your next course of action would be to leave your planet. To go to other worlds and explore. And the thing is Qilbi could have done that. He could have made a smaller ship to leave for him and Shinonome. Could have gotten the knowledge he craved. And so it doesn’t make sense you think. He could have left any time he wanted. He had the mind and the materials to leave In peace. So why did he start a war? To force his people to flee their home planet and destroy it in the process? To have to sacrifice the lives of so many Eliatropes? To the point that even after they reached the world of twelve and the same entire thing happened. To the point he started a war twice. Just to go explore again. Trying to destroy their second home in the process because he’s already done everything there is to do there now too. Of course the difference being the second time he was caught. But why? Why go through all the effort to bring your people who clearly don’t want to leave and just live their lives in peace.

And it’s just like Yugo said, because deep down Qilbi’s biggest fear is being alone. Because he’s already isolated enough from his knowledge and mind. He just wanted people around him. To share his accomplishments or new discoveries with others and to not feel lonely all the time. Because I think deep down he does care for the eliatrope people. And even more so for his siblings. Even if the council of 6 didn’t understand him he still loves them. He remembers when they were the only ones on their planet. Before they started governing and leading the eliatrope people and dragons. He grew up with them over and over again. He watched his civilization grow. Watched them learn with him Until they were at their highest peak. But after such a long time he eventually learnt everything there was to know. Qilbi has a thirst for knowledge. He wanted to learn more, to discover more and see beyond their world.

But he didn’t want to do it alone. And now he’s facing the punishment for his actions. In a white void with no time or space, alone, for all eternity.

#NO BUT LIKE I FEEL FOR HIM I LOVE JIM YOU DONT EVEN KNOW #his backstroy makes me so sad ;-;#also the council seemed to repsect Chibi a lot (he was also their king so it makes sense)#so I can see why on the world of 12 when Chibi picked Yugo to be his successor and not Qilbi who was much more wiser he was salty #also another thing I like is how Balthazar kind of acknowledges that the white void is an unsatisfying solution.#You feel for Qilby and you want him to be happy but no matter what he would have always ended the same way.#one of my favorite Villains honestly.#i have so many mini stories written in my head about the council.#I have a story where it’s when their on the Zinit shortly after they flee #and he comforts Yugo who I like to think is very homesick and miserable since he lost so much in the war.#for Qilbi it’s one of those situations where you want to hate someone. and you will blame all your problems on them #but deep down you care for that person.#wakfu #eliatrope #wakfu qilbi #eliatrope council #wakfu yugo #wakfu shinonome #islands of wakfu #spoilers

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jrueships · 1 year

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Bron crushing hard on kyrie is embarrassing

LMFAO

#i love when i get asks that sound like asks u see on wag blogs #sometimes when im bored and the dash is slow i search up my fav wag blogs and catch up on all the messiness #the askers certainly love their lightskins who hate them over there #anyways this just sounded like a tea poster telling me abt an embarrassing married celeb w a family being downbad for someone else #which this pretty much is so #the way lebron smacked that mans hand and proceeded to put more energy into the greeting kyrie had no idea how to complete..#he is so embarrassing #aquariuses will not like someone popular but the moment theyre hated on as well for being a hater #they will do everything in their power to pretend like theyve always liked that popular person #im srry yall but when they be lyin they be lyin lyin fr #they dont lie all the time but when they do it's on smthing heavy n irrefutable to them #i dont think i have to explain it with lebron #bro is the king. he could have anyone. and he chooses That #it's like a rich popular beloved guy who wants the only girl that doesnt like him but in all its problematic realities #maybe being determinely n frighteningly attracted to the one person who tells u no is Not so hot After all. in fact. at all #and maybe that rlly nice girl u str8 up kicked to the curb n abandoned (russ) actually Wasnt that boring n deserving of that #n maybe the girl u want that no one else wants has an actual reason to that which should be acknowledged n probably abided or atleast aided #instead of u deluding urself into being capable of fixing her thru a relationship where both of yall can get hurt #but u know #what do i know #i talk abt zodiacs sometimes im a stain on humanity #the trials of socrates #lebron rlly needs to stand up.. ure literally so real for this anon #amazing ask #ted asks #srry for the barebones actual text i tried framing it like a wag blog

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kingmaximusboltagon · 1 year

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i kinda wish they kept exploring/expanded upon the idea that "madness" ran in the family. FF mentioned that ahura had bad days, and i know there's a few issues that depict bb having something when the tuning fork breaks (though i havent read these so i dont know what exact symptoms hes given)

i kinda wish there was more on agon with it. if illness really does have a genetic link with the boltagons, was he considered "mad" as well? was he able to hide it better? did it have any affect on his decision to expose bb and max to terrigen so early? could he possibly have been trying to prevent them from inheriting it?

some comics say maximus had signs from before bb was even let out. did agon and/or rydna know? did they do anything? oafk makes it seem like he only received any form of support after his parents died (and even that was practically nothing), and many comics don't show him getting any help at all.

was agon just ignoring it? trying to hide it? was it just another thing he told maximus to not speak about? did he receive any (placebo) medication himself?

#i feel like its one of those things the comics reference a lot #but never really go into #theres never any resolve for how attilan treats mental illness or trauma victims #royals just kind of had maximus 'cured' and then. doti.#bb having something similar to maximus seems to be mostly retconned out at this point #or at least just never really acknowledged #and the tuning fork seems to have no bearing on it whatsoever #ahura seems to be the only one that received genuine support from his family and 99% of it happens offscreen #and tbh im not sure if ahura even *had* any issues before being thrown in prison and abandoned and isolated from his loved ones #it seems more like the genetic council feared he *might* turn out like max and then traumatized him #idk. thinking out loud here #i would love some more agon/rynda centered comics. or some more baby bb + max comics #im so curious over those two and their terrible decisions!! i want to know more marvel!!#inhumans #king agon #queen rydna #blackagar boltagon #maximus boltagon #ahura boltagon

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firep0wder · 2 years

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Now what did past me say about hermits... I'm curious

#fp.txt #xbevno vs. well. the difference.#i do not acknowledge any bdubs skin that contradicts the constant knife bandolier #beef and bdubs play fighting #jevin and cleo sealioning each other every hhh #the others r about boat boys grian dresuma cleo tango beasts hypno ren doc ranchers nho badboyhalo vintagebeef keralis cub mumbo dsmp sbi #bdubs and doc. and s8 jevin after his elytra breaks and he falls thru a tall tree and ends up full of branches leaves sticks etc #happy etho minecraft champion sunday #falsuma 🕊 🕯 🪦#and also xbcrafted. and keralis. and impulsesv. and geminitay. and joehills probably #me just lying in my bed with the lights off completely chill but i haven't taken a shower in a day or two so when i see a grian post i kill #insane to me that cubfan is on this court. who remembers the ragers at keralis's.. not hypno that's for sure (he was blackout fucking drunk)#the king. impulse's wood. an old clock.#literally i've drawn iskall lying in her bed kicking his feet and twirling the telephone cord it's so real #jevin s8 transitioned for funsies. like finnster. except his girl month wasn't as highly funded/extended so he's back to bluemoding now #if you write in caps in joe hills chat you will get told off timed out banned doxxed killed etc depending on how tired he is that day and #keralis to every man he knows: there’s only you in my life #and why the hell mumbo jumbolio driving the bus...+#obvious answer is bdubs. but this is pearlescentmoon actually (trust me. pearls and the moon and berries are all the same shape.)#literally one of my pet peeves is misusing thee thy thou thine etc. and ren is horrible for this. i love him so much but he torments me #the gutteral noise i made when you brought up the concorp parallels scared my fucking rabbit. sorry poppyseed #stress is a long haired kitty for sure i think #hypno is a leather guy whereas tango happens to own a leather jacket #tfc z''l #welsknight splitting hels #this is what i'm doing to xisuma btw #****** sorry #zedaph (real)#yeah i consider myself somewhat of a cub fan #blorbo rotation

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sttoru · 1 month

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“ryo,” it rolls off your tongue. naturally—as if you’ve called him that thousands of times before. you don’t realise it until he stops his movements.

sukuna narrows his eyes. you turn your head and look up, oblivious to your slip-up. the sorcerer doesn’t utter a word and instead glares down at your short frame. he looks irritated, or more annoyed.

“oh,” you realise why only a few seconds later. you bow your head at him and try to explain yourself in a hurry. normally, you’d address him with respect like everyone else does. ‘my lord’, ‘lord sukuna’, or even ‘master’.

you nearly fall to your knees. you don’t know how or what sukuna’s going to do now that you’ve dropped the honorifics on accident and called him by a nickname. you hold your hands together, “my deepest apologi—“

“again,” sukuna demands in a rough voice. you freeze for a second before tilting your head back. you catch a glimpse of his expression; he’s amused, intrigued and perhaps still a bit annoyed. he repeats, “call me that again.”

sukuna isn’t annoyed by the fact that you’ve called him by a nickname for the first time. he’s annoyed, because your sweet voice makes him feel stuff he’s sworn to never feel for a regular human. that warm feeling in his chest. . . he hates it. yet he yearns for it. from you.

you hesitate for a second, unsure if the firm tone in sukuna’s voice was a bad sign or not. you decide to just comply and hope for the best, “. . . ryo.”

sukuna grits his teeth. you think he’s mad, but in reality, he’s trying to eliminate the feelings of love from within him. your voice calling him so affectionately—so intimately; it makes him feel that warmth in his chest.

no one’s dared to call him anything like that before. everyone’s formal with him. it’s a must. sukuna’s used to everyone acknowledging his superiority in the conversations he holds. it’s a given.

no one refers to him so casually. no one dares to.

you’re the first one to break that pattern. the first one to make sukuna’s cold heart tremble. if it were anyone else, they’d be his dinner by now. but it’s you so it’s. . . fine, he assumes. an exception.

silence falls in the hallway. luckily, not another soul is around to witness the king of curses struggling to contain his own ‘foolish’ emotions. sukuna clicks his tongue and sighs before continuing to walk ahead of you.

you scurry after him—keeping your head low. you don’t wish to upset sukuna any further. you feel like you overstepped a boundary just now. the silence continues for a couple seconds, both of you deep in thought.

sukuna’s the one to end the quiet atmosphere. his voice is as deep and cold as ever, though there’s no denying the subtle softness that creeps in whenever he talks with you.

he takes a deep breath and sighs. sukuna keeps walking and doesn’t spare you a glance, however his voice and words tell you enough;

“from now on, that’s the only way you’ll address me until i say otherwise, understood?”

#sttoru writes.#listen i made this at 3 am and im drowsy so this probably doesnt even make sense #jjk x reader #sukuna x reader #jjk fluff #sukuna fluff #sukuna x you #jjk x you #jjk x y/n #sukuna x y/n #banner by cafekitsune

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•The Queen of Curses•

Part 1 / Part 2

(Ok So think of this as like a Sukuna wins and everyone dies AU lol. True form! Sukuna. Added the cursed blood bath for no reason. Suggestive, titty stuff but that's it, MDNI, She/her reader, no use of Y/N)

Sukuna didn't rein over the Heian Era alone. It was always him and his lover, burning and slaughtering together. Their love for eachother was well known across the land. People knew not to be fooled by her less intimidating looks (in comparison to her husband) for she was just as brutal and heartless as he.

All that changed when sorcerers from the era used all they're combined might to seal the Curse Queen inside a small cursed object, formed only from the combined sacrificed corpses of their comrades.

They knew that the only way to defeat the King and Queen was to separate them and they succeeded. After hearing of the fate of his lover Sukuna flew into a blind rage leading to his own defeat at the hands of the same sorcerers.

One thousand years of relative peace passed with the two lovers separated but still yearning for each other.

Luckily for the lovers, the ever devoted Uraume never stopped looking for a way to set their masters free. After centuries of searching and begrudgingly accepting a little help from Kenjaku, they finally found the cursed object that their Queen had been trapped in, a simple orb a little bigger than a tennis ball. It made Uraume's stomach turn thinking of such a powerful force being shoved into such a small thing. They carried the black orb with them everywhere while continuing the plot to releasing Sukuna. They found themselves whispering to it, compelled by the obsidian globe. They didn't know if their master could hear but they felt like it was right, like they could almost sense their masters overwhelming aura, compelling them to spill out everything they know. So Uraume spoke to it quite a lot, telling the dark orb and the beast inside about Sukuna's fate, about the new world, about Kenjaku and the plan to free her and her lover.

The plan that finally comes to fruition. Sukuna is freed, his true form is restored in all its glory and hes wreaked havoc on most of Shibuya just as a warm up. Uraume kneels before him.

"Master Sukuna."

They say bowing their head.

"Hmm?"

Sukuna hums an acknowledgement, eyeing them with contempt.

Uraume brings the dark crystal like ball out of their loose robes and holds it up, presenting it to their king. "Now, with your power fully restored we can release the Queen from her containment."

Sukuna stares at the ball in the sorcerers hand and gestures for Uraume to give it to him. He holds it as gently as his colossal hand is able to. It seems to get hotter in his hand, so hot it would surely sear the skin of a mortal. He pears into the orb only seeing his reflection in it, the Curse king nods to Uraume. He places it on the ground and they both step back, arms reaching out towards the orb on the ground.

In unison they both let out powerful blasts of cursed energy aiming right at the cursed seal. Strong streams of power, one white hot and the other pearcing cold, the orb starts to crack emitting a glowing white light. "It's breaking! Don't stop!" Sukuna orders and Uraume grunts but dutifully follows orders. The cracks grow wider and the light shines brighter before it's too blinding and they both cover their eyes as a powerful blast pierces the air.

In the settling dust stands a figure that's all too familiar to the both of them. They both watch as the figure shifts, leaning back and stretching their arms above their head, releasing a groan that is appropriate for someone who hasn't been able to move much in a thousand years. When the woman finally turns to Sukuna she sighs and smiles, letting out a relieved huff. Sukuna grins triumphantly and opens all four of his arms expecting a tide of thankful affection from his lover. When she takes the first few steps towards him her smile starts to waver until it's down to a grimace. Sukuna tenses as her eyes darken. He opens his mouth to ask what's the matter as she walks up to him and-

*SLAP*

Silence envelops the already desolate atmosphere. Sukuna's head is turned to the side, his eyes wide. He blinks before glaring at the offender with a look that could kill. She stares up at him with eyes just as deadly.

"HOW COULD YOU LEAVE ME IN THAT FUCKING BALL FOR SO LONG!!?"

Sukuna stares with his mouth open for a second genuinely shocked into silence until that second is over and he responds with equal vitriol.

" HUH?! THAT WAS YOUR OWN FAULT WOMEN! DONT BE UNGRATEFUL!"

The two fiery curses glare at each other with such violent intent, the very air around them heats up.

"WHAT KIND OF SHITTY HUSBAND ALLOWS HIS OWN WIFE TO GET SEALED!"

"YOU CAN'T BLAME ME FOR THAT! DIDN'T I JUST SET YOU FREE?"

"DONT TAKE ALL THE CREDIT YOU BASTARD! URAUME'S THE ONE WHO-"

As if the women just remembered that the other sorcerer exists, she turns around and there her loyal subject is, kneeling in her presence.

" Welcome back master, it's good to see you"

The woman's face brightens up immediately, "Uraume~" She sings running up to the sorcerer and lifting them into a bone crushing hug that would've killed a lesser being. "Oh, Thank you Uraume. My dutiful subject, you did so good." The Curse Queen coos at the sorcerer, squishing their face into her chest and stroking their duel coloured hair. Uraume doesn't hug back as to be respectful of their superior but they don't push back either, just letting their master man-handle (woman-handle?) them.

Sukuna clicks his tongue at the show of affection and crosses two of his massive arms over his chest. No doubt in disbelief that HIS wife doesn't embrace HIM first after a thousand years spent apart.

The wife in question turns to him with Uraume still in her arms, an irritated look on her face.

"What's your problem?"

"My problem is that MY wife is being an ungrateful bitch."

The benevolent woman stills and Uraume peers up at her from their place, nestled into the cleavage of her loose fitting kimono. The woman sets Uraume down onto the ground gently. She breathes a heavy sigh and in less that a second she's on Sukuna throwing a mass of red hot cursed energy right into his face. He blocks it in time and is able to keep blocking her continuous fast attacks. She gets frustrated and lets out a powerful blast that shakes the earth and forces him to jump back to avoid the blast.

She laughs with relief, finally being able to let out all that pent up cursed energy feels amazing. Her tattoos (similar to Sukuna's but not quite the same) almost seem to glow with the immense energy output being let off from her body. Only the tattoos on her face, neck and wrists are visible but Sukuna knows very well what the rest looks like, having traced every inch of ink with his fingers.

Sukuna takes the opportunity while she's distracted by the pure euphoria of letting her energy loose and comes barreling towards her, she can't react before he tackles her to the ground. He pins her hands down with two of his hands and another goes to roughly grab her jaw.

"Does it feel good to finally let off some steam, Baby?"

The king of curses teasingly remarks from above her.

"Baby? That's new." She questions with a teasing grin. Her words are a bit slurred from the way her husband is holding her jaw.

"Might as well get with the times." He bites back with an even more cocksure grin. She scratches and kicks at him and bites at his hand. With all her concentration she channels the sheer amount of pent up cursed energy in her body and lets it burst out in a deafening blast that knocks Sukuna off of her. Static reverberates in the air.

In the few seconds it takes for him to recover she takes the opportunity to pounce on him pinning him to the ground. Grinning from her place above him her heavy breaths and beating heart match his. Her crazy, alert eyes meet four others with the same sentiment.

"I missed you so fucking much." Sukuna says before he pulls her by her robes into a deep kiss. The kiss is somehow aggressive and sensual.

Two of Sukuna's massive hands go to her waist and thigh holding her body to his as he sits up. The third hand is on the floor for balance and the last is tangled in her hair pressing her further into the kiss, as if that's even possible. Both Cursed beings are glad that they don't need to breath or else they surely would have suffocated each other by now.

The queen of curses has never been more pleased by the fact that her husband doesn't seem to know what a shirt is. Sukuna has voiced many times that he wished his wife shared the same sentiments only for her to scoff at the suggestion, although, now she thinks the idea is one of the best he's ever had.

They fight for dominance with their tongues. Still locked in the passionate sloppy kiss the woman unlatches her hands from his hair to slip off the robes she was wearing over a loose fitting kimono. She unwraps the black accented white Kimono, rather slowly in sukunas opinion to let her breasts fall free to the warm air.

Sukuna releases his mouth from hers, licking his spit slicked lips to stare down at his beautiful wife's beautiful tits.

"Yeah, remember these are mine. Only mine." Sukuna grumbles lowly before smooshing his face right between them, sighing deeply like a thousand year old itch has finally been scratched.

"Aww, is Ryō a little jealous?" The woman preens in a patronising manner while lightly stroking his fluffy hair.

"Poor baby~" She coos, repeating the pet name he used for her. Her teasing only gets a glare and a growl from the beast of a man currently buried in her tits, holding her impossibly closer to his face.

She chuckles down at him, a loving yet menacing look in her eyes.

"Well maybe I should let Uraume- where did they go?"

She looks around the scorched city landscape looking for her white haired subordinate and as if they heard her words summoning them they appear with a respectful bow.

"I have made the preparations for your bath."

"Thank you, Uraume~"

The woman beams and turns to the man who is still occupied with her tits, he's now picked a tit to suckle on, fondling the other in his rough hand.

"come now Ryo, it's time for our bath." She says curtly and the man groans with his mouth full, absolutely dreading even the idea of his tongue leaving the hardened nipple he's been sucking on. If the two objects poking her ass are any indication if it was up to him they would never get to the blood bath Uraume so kindly set up for them.

She tries standing up and pulling away but the man is latched on tightly, all four arms clutching around her as if they never want to be an inch apart from her again. The more she struggles the bigger the two chubs in his pants grow. She sighs and struggles once more.

"Uraume planned this out very nicely for us, Ryomen. Just do what I say Damnit!"

She pulls at his hair and he bites down on her tit in response, earning a yelp and a harsh smack on the head from her. He laughs, not with the mouth on her tit but with the mouth on his stomach. She peers down at it, as if she just remembered it's there. Without wasting more time she grabs the large tongue crushing it with her grip and tugging on it hard.

Sukuna releases her tit to yell out in pain.

"OW, WOMAN! You should be grateful for every ounce of attention I give you! OW!"

As Sukuna rages, she snorts and jumps out of his now loosened arms. Turning her back to him, she approaches the other sorcerer who's head is still bowed.

"Uraume, would you kindly show me to my bath?"

"Of course, Master"

Uraume stands and bows their head. Holding out their arm for their Queen.

She holds onto Uraume's arm, purposely squishing her still exposed breasts into the sorcerer's side as she smiles down at them.

"I guess we'll have the bath all to ourselves then, Uraume~"

Uraume closes their eyes with a knowing smile and nods in response, very accustomed to the games the two lovers would play with each other, often forcing them right in the middle. Their Queen would often promise that she'd one day make Uraume flustered, something that to this day has yet to occur.

The sorcerer doesn't even flinch at their powerful master fawning over them, stroking their arm and pressing her now marked up tits closer into them as the two walk off towards the bath Uraume prepared.

"HEY!! WHAT THE HELL!?? URAUME!"

Sukuna sits in disbelief at his wife's antics. As if he's only now remembering what a tease she is and has always been.

His wife looks back at him over her shoulder, she shrugs her kimono off her shoulder, exposing her tattooed shoulder to him before turning back to Uraume snickering.

Sukuna huffs and grins, shaking his head. He's so fucking happy to have his wife back.

(AN: I was originally planning to make this smut but... It just got away from me😭😭 sooo... Maybe in a part two? 👀👀)

#this art of Sukuna will live in my head forever now btw #Uraume my beloved #jjk x reader #sukuna #sukuna x reader #sukuna ryomen smut #sukuna scenarios #jjk smut #jjk sukuna #true form sukuna #uraume #uraume x reader

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todayisafridaynight · 1 year

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Why are you saying that about Tanimura

You loooooove Makoto Date

because makoto date isn't a cop anymore you DINGUS he's a failwife bartender journalist who can't be trusted to watch haruka for more than five minutes because she's going to end up kidnapped and kiryu's gonna find him crying on the floor battered and bruised

#snap chats #i hate the term 'failwife' but for date theres an exception because its just accurate its the best way to describe him #this is why date didnt watch haruka in Y6 while kiryu was away because he knows he's awful at it #she prob woulda ended up running off anyhow he woulda taken a nap and wake up to her gone #I LOVE HIM HE'S SO BAD AT EVERYTHING #but also not he was kinda nasty with dropping the news clippings everywhere #ALSO. WHY CAN HE FLY A HELICOPTER.#LIKE IS THAT JUST A THING JAPANESE DETECTIVES KNOW HOW TO DO CAUSE ????#DATE WHY DO YOU KNOW HOW TO DO THIS #idc i love you date's MY favorite old man from this franchise #date rarely does anything cool but when he does. gg king #i love him... i love him and kiryus relationship so much i really hope we see them together more in LaD8 #i already know dates in LaD8 dont tell me lies LET HIM AND KIRYU BE BESTIES AGAAAAIN #i also hope akiyama manifests from the sewer so he can be like I FUCKING KNEW IT #as if he's like. a wife coming home to find her husband cheating except instead of cheating kiryu's alive and date's a shitty liar #i love date have i said that yet. i do #he's kiryu's bestie his ride or die his silly rabbit #i love how date acknowledges he was there for most of haruka's life... he's her peepaw too.....#or an uncle that might as well be her peepaw point is kiryu and date vaguely raised that kid together #I Said Vaguely ok im not THAT delusional

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sp0o0kylights · 5 months

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Steve Harrington was wearing a Hellfire t-shirt.

It was far too tight on him, the name of the club stretched wide over his chest. The sleeves dug into his biceps, making them pop even more than they usually did, and that was before he crossed his arms.

Worse?

It was short.

Which meant the damn shirt was constantly riding up to give everyone a nice show of the smattering of hair that trailed down past the band of Harrington's jeans.

The same hair that Eddie was determinedly not looking at.

“Henderson, a moment?” He crooked a finger, a smile on his face that was more feral than welcoming.

Rather than cower or even acknowledge that Eddie was two seconds away from murder, Dustin just gave him a gummy grin, all too pleased with himself and his scheme.

“Sure Eddie. Steve, don't just stand there, go help set the booth up!” Dustin gestured to Hellfire’s sad little table, crammed all the way in the back of the gym.

Jeff and Gareth both reacted to the suggestion like a rabid squirrel had been set upon them, nervously inching towards the other side of the booth as Harrington sighed and--shockingly--did as he was told.

‘What,’ Eddie thought angrily, ‘in the everloving fuck.’

“Do you guys mind if I set this down on the table?” Eddie heard Harrington ask as he stormed away, Dustin on his heel.

They wandered just around the corner, out of sight and hopefully, out of the fallen king’s hearing range.

Eddie wasn't sure if Harrington would try and white knight the very much deserved dressing down he was about to give.

Didn’t want to chance it, considering the downright weird relationship he had with Hellfire's freshmen.

(While he’d heard many a tale at his table regarding King Steve since the newest recruits had joined Hellfire, most of them dissolved into arguments without ever really going anywhere.

Best anyone could figure out was that Dustin and Lucas had a bad case of hero worship, while Mike owned a begrudging amount of respect that hailed from a series of misadventures.

The very same misadventures that, despite all protests to the contrary, was clearly some sort of babysitting gig for Harrington.)

Either way, plenty of the King’s court would have loved to take this opportunity to fuck with Hellfire.

Given that Henderson was absolutely too old to require a babysitter at fourteen, Eddie would bet his lunch money that was what Steve was here to do.

Something the club couldn’t afford since they were forever and always two seconds away from being stripped of club status and banned from school grounds.

“I would love to know what went through that all A’s brain of yours when I said,” Eddie whirled on Dustin when they were firmly in the clear, voice low and furious. “no Henderson, do not invite King Steve to help, he is an invading force and would ruin our peaceful kingdom!?”

He clasped his hands behind his back before leaning into Dustin’s face. “Because clearly whatever you heard wasn’t that.”

To Eddie’s continued frustration and confusion, Dustin did not treat this like the threat it was.

None of the freshmen had ever truly treated Eddie like a threat--had somehow skipped that part of the usual onboarding ritual entirely.

Eddie, town freak and drug dealer, who had cultivated his looks and craziness to such a degree that most everyone steered clear, wasn’t used to it.

Everyone had been afraid of him at some point in this shitty school. Jeff, Gareth, hell even half the staff--and that the dorky trio of fourteen year old's clearly thought this all was play-acting made his eye twitch.

Even if it was--maybe, sometimes--welcome.

“I know what you said, but I’m telling you I’m right.” Dustin argued immediately, and oh God, he was using that tone again.

A hand went up into the space between them and Eddie groaned aloud, knowing what was coming.

“First,” Dustin ticked a finger up, “Hellfire really needs the money. Even thirty dollars would get us new figures, but more than that, if we don’t fundraise, we can’t go to Gen Con!”

Dustin's eyes bored into Eddie’s, full of fire and conviction

“Yes,” Eddie said through gritted teeth, “but--”

“Second!” Dustin cut him off, and God the little shit even threw him a look while he did it, like Eddie was the one being ridiculous here!

“We had to fight just to get our table! Principal Higgins was in algebra today practically begging the mathletes to show up, but then tried to tell us we couldn't be here? That’s messed up!”

As if denying them a spot to fundraise was the worst thing that asshole had ever done.

Eddie sighed, breath blasting out of his mouth like a dragon’s.

“Because people think we’re freaks and satanists, Henderson. You don’t typically invite freaks and satanists to the school’s annual Holiday Bazaar. Especially not when all the local moms are paying to hawk their bullshit crafts and tupperware!”

It was more than that of course. The Hawkins High Holiday Bazaar was a tradition spanning several years now. Starting in the gym and spilling clear into the parking lot, everyone from local artists to even some local shops came to host a small table for the day, thus growing the event from a small school fundraiser to a Hawkins' “must-do.”

Half the fucking town was here to sell, and the other half was here to shop, which meant Principle Higgins had wanted Hellfire banned from the fucking premise.

Eddie had been forced to pull out one of his trump cards he’d been saving--blackmail on Higgins that related to the man’s not--so--legal addiction to Percocet that he relied on Reefer Rick for.

(And bless Rick, that hadn’t been the only tidbit he’d shared with Eddie about Higgins. That information, however, Eddie needed just so the asshat wouldn’t give him the boot from school entirely.)

The only reason Eddie had pulled it out to secure their rightful spot, was because of Gen Con.

It was Hellfire's White Whale, their grand adventure, and this was going to be his year to take his friends on one last epic quest to make memories of a lifetime surrounded by people who understood them.

Come hell or high water, Eddie was going to Gen Con--but being able to fundraise by selling wares and baked goods at the stupid Holiday Bazaar would go a long way to help.

Even if he had to listen to the band repeatedly play ear-bleeding renditions of Christmas songs.

“All the clubs get to have a table, and we’re a club!” Dustin continued, like it was that simple. “But you know, I get it. We look scary.”

He gestured down to his own Hellfire shirt, before gesturing towards Eddie’s entire outfit.

Like Eddie didn't know what he looked like, let alone that he'd made this outfit specifically to scare people away from him.

(And maybe add some rockstar flair to this dinky little hick town.)

“You know who doesn’t look scary?”

Dustin held out his hands and swiveled his body like he was presenting a prize instead of gesturing in the vague direction of;

“Steve!”

Eddie’s left eye twitched.

‘You can't kill him, you need his character for the campaign.’ He told himself firmly, even if he envisioned strangling Dustin like a chicken.

Cartoon squawking and all.

“The King isn’t going to help us fundraise, Dustin.” Eddie said, in an effort to break down why Harrington couldn't be here. “He's just going to cause us problems that we can’t afford to have.”

So many problems, half of which Eddie couldn't think of because if he did, he'd start spiraling.

“Really? Because as you keep saying, Steve used to be the King. People love him, Eddie! Mom’s love him.”

Eddie had pulled himself black up to his proper height a while ago, and now rocked back on his heels while he ran a hand down his face.

There was no getting through to Henderson when he was like this.

Not unless Eddie really lost it, and it was practically club lore that he only lost it when someone missed an important game.

One cannot keep a herd of sheep if their flock is terrified of them, after all.

(“Perhaps you’re just a giant fucking softie.” Tiff, one of Hellfire’s graduating members, told him once. “Honestly dude, I bet you throw up stuffing.”

“Shut up Tiffany, your choker is on backwards again.” He'd spat back, completely offended and not at all trying to distract from how true that was.)

“We can’t be satanic if Steve’s the one selling cookies!” Dustin finished doggedly.

“We’re not even selling cookies--that’s not the point!”” Eddie shook his head, hair flying. He was not going to be sidetracked, he wasn’t!

“Harrington is going to end up siding with all the moms about how we’re all wasting time with D&D, if he even spends the whole time at the table. Is that what you want?”

He stuck out a ringed finger, poking at Dustin’s chest.

“Every single person who comes by our table has to be convinced D&D is a writing and math based game. Good for the mind and souls of growing, impressionable children. A game that got a bad rep because of a few silly images.”

A pitch he and Tiff had come up with during the third or fourth time they had to convince an adult that no, just because their shirts had a dragon on it, didn’t mean they were summoning demons in the drama room.

“Harrington can’t do that because Harrington doesn’t even know how to play!”

This Eddie punctuated by throwing his hands in the air.

Given the startled look of the mother-daughter duo passing him by, clearly was louder than he’d intended--but screw it!

He was right!

Hellfire was in a precarious position to both fundraise and do a little damage control among the slightly smarter members of this shithole small town, and Harrington rolling his eyes and gossiping about how stupid it was would hinder that.

“Okay, first of all, Steve’s played D&D with me and he didn’t even kill his character.” Dustin said it like he was unveiling a smoking gun and not lying through his ass--which Eddie would absolutely be calling him on the second he was done talking.

Because King Steve? Play D&D?

'Ha!'

“And he’s not gonna say shit because we--me, and Lucas and even Mike!--asked him to help, and he helps when its serious. I know you have some weird grudge with him, but I’m telling you Eddie he’s our golden ticket to Gen Con!”

“You’re killing me. You are standing here, acting as a friend, when you are bringing a-- a dark force into the midst our of mission--” Eddie hissed, because he was losing the fucking fight and he knew it.

Dustin Henderson was not a man easily swayed.

Had never been, even when the odds were stacked against him (and Grant and Gareth were howling in his ear.)

The set of his shoulders and the glint of the little shithead’s eye meant Eddie wouldn’t be able to use him to oust Harrington--if he even could get him out without the dick causing a massive scene anyway.

As always when outgunned, Eddie flipped to dramatics.

“Betrayed! By my own chosen heir no less!” He moaned, pressing the back of his hand over his eyes as Dustin scoffed.

"Don’t be so dramatic! Steve will help, I promise! Just don’t be a dick to him.”

Conversation apparently over, Dustin turned around to head back to the table

Snidely, he added over his shoulder: “Plus we’ve all caught on to the heir thing Eddie. You tell everyone that so they do what you want.”

The dick.

“You’re too fucking smart for your own good. I’m gonna start feeding you paint chips to bring that IQ down.” Eddie muttered angrily as Dustin went back to their little table.

He gave himself a moment to get his shit together and stomp a foot like a child when Dustin was around the corner and thus couldn’t witness it, before following his wayward sheep back.

Could only pray to any deity listening that Henderson’s meddling didn’t blow up in Hellfire’s face.

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