#our drag means slay

[gentlebeardsbarngrill]

04/09/2024 Daily OFMD Recap

TLDR; Rachel House; Jes Tom; Kat Buchanan; GypsyTaylor; Big Gay Energy Podcast; Unicorn Day; Uproar; Watch Party Reminders; Fan Spotlights: OurDragMeansSlay; Cast Cards; TealOrange & Garlic Soup Prompt Week! Love Notes; Daily Darby/Today's Taika

== Rachel House ==

Rachel House's new directorial movie topped the charts in Taranaki!

== Jes Tom ==

Gonna be in New York in May? Well Jes Tom and lot's over other asian comics will be performing at the 2024 Asian Comedy Fest! For tickets visit: asiancomedyfest.com. 2024 Asian Comedy Fest IG

== Kay Buchanan ==

Kay Buchanan, one of the prop designers for OFMD s2 dumped a bunch of prop pics today for Izzy's leg! Src: Kay Buchanan IG

== Unicorn Day! ==

Yesterday was National Unicorn! Some of our lovely crew put out some dedications For Our New Unicorn! Img Src: @blueberreads

== More Uproar News! ==

Uproar is coming to digital on April 30 so those of you who couldnt get in to a theatre to see it can purchase and download it at home!

For those still interested in theatres-- if you happen to be nearby, @elby3000 was kind enough to note that theUproar opening date at Salem Cinema (Oregon) of April 12 at Blue Fox Entertainment may be in error. The theatre's website lists opening as April 19 (subject to change). Just in case you happy to be looking for one there!

== Watch Party Reminders! ==

== Flight Of the Conchords ==

Today we're on Season 1 Ep 5 and 6. Join OFMD Crew, and @iamadequate1 this week for Flight of the Conchords watch parties! You can watch each day at 4pm PT, 7 pm ET, 11pm BST! If you don't have access, feel free to join us on the #RhysDarbyFaction Discord server, you can hit me up for an invite.

Hashtags:

#FlagOfTheConchords

#OurFlagMeansDeath

== Taskmaster NZ ==

*Please Note*: @ineffablecollision was kind enough to let us know of some desyncing issues! Thanks friend!

"During the TMNZ watch party, depending on where you watch, you *will* get desynced! I don't know if TVNZ kept the ad break bumpers, but Ch4 has one missing (TMNZ has four ad breaks compared to TMUK's three, so they cut to fit), and YT has them cut altogether!"

Series 1 continues Weds at 11am PT / 2 pm ET / 7 pm BST on any of the @saveofmdcrewmates socials.

#Quartermaster

#OurFlagMeansDeath

Taskmaster

== Fan Spotlight ==

= Big Gay Energy Podcast =

Our Big Gay Energy Podcast interviewed Gypsy Taylor and we learned some pretty amazing things. Some highlights:

Stede's cravat was fabric left over from his old couch

Ed kept the teal robe (the one he wears the morning after calypso) as a memory of Stede and then Taika kept the robe after the show.

Please check out the whole episode below!

Where to Watch Where to Listen

= Our Drag Means Slay =

Hey all! Are you in the Chicago area? Why not checkout Our Drag Means Slay on April 27! It's $25/ticket and doors open at 5:55pm! For Tickets

= Teal Oranges & Garlic Soup Week! =

A new celebration week is coming up in June for all things Jim/Oluwande and Archie/Jim/Oluwande/Zheng (or any combo in between!) Prompts will be released on April 15th!

When: Sunday June 23 - Saturday June 29th! How: Create or Share - Fic, art, and other fan creations!

Please follow them on Tumblr! @garlicsoupweek You can visit: Linktr.ee Or follow them on Twitter!

= Cast Cards =

Today's cast card is Jennifer Onyeiwu, one of the lovely pirates that asked Stede out for a drink in "Man On Fire". If we ever get a s3 I hope she comes back-- thanks @melvisik!

== Love Notes ==

Hey lovelies. This weeks turning out to be a bit of a doozy. I hope you all are practicing some self care. It's been a lot lately. I have seen a lot of you mentioning re-watching the show, which I love. It feels like we are getting past the raw part of our grief into being able to celebrate it as a group again.

Be kind to yourselves lovelies, be kind to yourself and others. There's enough hate in this world that we don't need to add undo stress to others or especially ourselves.

Love you crew.

Img Src: @BethDrawsThings IG

== Daily Darby / Today's Taika ==

The theme today is, there are two wolves inside of me, both of these gifs represent them

Darby Gif Courtesy of @ofmd-ann

Taika Gif Courtesy of @gentlepanpirate

#daily ofmd recap #daily ofmd recaps #ofmd daily recap #ofmd daily recaps #ofmd #our flag means death #rhys darby #taika waititi #big gay energy podcasts #kay buchanon #jes tom #rachel house #uproar #long live ofmd #save ofmd #adopt our crew #teal oranges and garlic soup week #our drag means slay

[batsarebetterthanpeople]

Tickets are live.

#ofmd #our flag means death #chicago #c2e2 2024 #c2e2 #drag #our drag means slay

[danepopfrippery]

What happened? Finethingswell fucking cut me out of our drag means slay a show i did 90% of the work for and im sure will say im hysterical.

First they forget only one bag, out of 10, a massive dress sized garment bag. I wait 8 mins for them to show only to be all oopsy doodle. This bag was not only massive it was in the middle of the room. Now i gotta drive 40 mins back and forth to get my wig and stuff.

Ofc im crying by now. And in the meantime Eli messed up getting the show on and the livestream on cuz they had no idea what they were doing. And the show started juuust as i entered the bldg with them going first. I crafted that setlist and asked for their input. They gave none. After them was someone unrelated and then their bestie. I know they knew we were 5 mins away and i know they had no idea on the stream cuz they were asking me and didnt reply to me or keep me in the loop (but did their roomie who was w me).

I cant stop crying. Oh im so sorry so sorry. I say i just need to stop crying. They moved me only 4 songs from when i entered and i was still crying so id be end of act 2 minus the star. Btw never got to meet vico at all, that was nice.

I finally stop crying, they see this they know this. Intermission. 2nd song their a prop. K cool i know that. They never came back. After that was supposed to be our thank us. They never asked if i was up for it. They also didnt even mention my name.

I had it. I was leaving. Sorries began again. I said your clearly not so stop. I mean ffs maybe one thing was an accident but ALL OF THEM? CANT EVEN SAY MY NAME IN THE THANK US? I LITERALLY DID ALL OF THIS WHILE U JUST TOOK DIRECTION AND DID SMALL HELPFUL THINGS?!

I refunded the livestream money, ppl can donate if they want but im sorry it was a shit show. I dont want to interact w this or any other fandom anymore. Had to pay $40 to get back to my place. I cant even attend c2e2 im too poor so i drove 9hrs to be fucked in the back apparently. Didnt get tips didnt even get thanks.

Id recommend watching out for these people. Fuck i named it our drag means slay ffs

#ofmd #our flag means death #personal bitching #fandom #toxic fandom #our drag means slay #c2e2ofmd #chicago #fuck this town #and fuck those specific ppl #a lot of the crew and performers were kind ppl tho

[mopeytwat]

drag izzy analysis DID THEY COVER HIS "X" TATTOO AND DRAW ONE FURTHER DOWN ON HIS FACE???!? also he looks absolutely fab x

#izzy hands #ofmd #our flag means death #israel hands #ofmd season 2 #con o'neill #ofmd spoilers #ofmd season 2 spoilers #our flag means death season 2 #Izzy in drag izzy in drag izzy in drag #Absolutely slayed the house down #This episode is gonna change my life #I'm scared #I can't wait #Izzy my love

[xjade-lotusx]

Looking amazing wee john

#slaying #mermaid drag queen vibes #exquisite #ofmd #our flag means death #ofmd season 2 #our flag means death season 2 #wee john feeney #wee john ofmd

[rrcenic]

im at drag queen trivia at our local queer run cafe and this is fucking magical. im so used to queer culture being mean hot popular alt gays but there are 11 year olds shouting that the poc trans queen is slaying diversity and rocking her weave and theres mitski playing and people are nice!!! people are loving and its a community theres old lesbians and a middle schooler in a fursuit and someone said they liked my mcr shirt and its punk and soft and covered in glitter and its beautiful

#lgbtq+ #nics stuff #queer #trans #drag

[genderkoolaid]

The transandrophobia brainrot has hit tiktok hard. There's a sound going around right now that uses the T slur in a reclamatory way, but whenever a transmasc person uses the sound people lose their minds saying it's transmisogynistic for them to use that word. But when cis male drag queens use the audio it's a slay.

My answer to those people is Get Kate Bornstein'd:

Tranny. Many people don’t know the history of the word, they assume it was an assigned hate term or slur along the lines of the “n” word. That’s not how it happened. Tranny was invented by us in Sydney, Australia in the 1970s where drag was a big deal, and still the best drag shows ever are in Sydney, Australia – they’re amazing. So a lot of trans-identified women who were assigned male at birth did drag, that’s how you made your living. And so they were transsexuals, transvestites, drag queens, and they were all doing drag to make money. They all bickered amongst each other who is better than who, “Well the drag queens are better,” “No, the transsexuals are better.” “You are all freaks, we’re better.” And on and on and on. But they worked together and they were family together, so they came up with a word that would say family and that was tranny. In Australia they do the diminutive, that’s how they come up with words. So tranny. I learned the word in the mid-1980s, late 1980s from my drag mom in San Francisco, Doris Fish, who was the city’s preeminent drag queen and she’d come from Sydney. And she schooled me in this word tranny, she said, “This way it means we’re family, darling.” “Thank you mama.” [...] So we used it and we were trannies together. And F to M was just beginning to start, the trans men were just beginning to become visible, Lou Sullivan was a neighbor of mine around the corner, and he was the first big out trans man, wrote his book. So trans men and cross dressers . . . cross dressers were also family. Transsexuals, we were all trannies and that felt good. That got into the sex industry and became a genre – there was tranny porn, there were tranny sex workers – chicks with dicks, she-males. [...] And, my only guess is that people who . . . because the only way they would have found out about the word is if they were watching tranny porn or having been with a tranny sex worker and then hated themselves so much that they turned it into a curse word. So it’s not really technically correct to say we’re reclaiming a word – it was always ours. So, many people mistake the word for the hatred behind the word and, in my generation, and I’m sure in future generations of trans people, tranny is going to be a radicalized, sexualized identity of trans in the same way that faggot is a prideful identity in the gay male community – not all gay men are faggots, but those who are are proudly fags and those who are dykes are proudly dykes within the lesbian community, trannies are proudly tranny within the transgender community. Does that mean we can’t call ourselves that because some trans woman does not want to be called a tranny? No. I’m going to keep calling myself a tranny. To the trans woman who gets called tranny, I’m sorry – as soon as . . . you’ve got to look at why you’re getting called tranny and if you don’t pass, you’re going to be read as a transgender person and then you fall back on the cultural view of trans folk which is freak, disgusting, not worth living, we can hurt you. It has nothing to do with the word, it has everything to do with the cultural attitude. So the word has stirred up a shit storm, but it’s not the word.

^ From this interview

Four weeks ago, Bear posted a call for submissions on his blog. In the interests of keeping the call as open as possible, we agreed to include as many trans-identities as we knew, so we used the word "tranny." And that's where the activist shit hit the postmodern fan base. People have been pissed. Here's their argument: FTMs are co-opting a word that belongs to MTFs. The word "tranny" belongs to MTFs, reason those who were hurt by our use of the word, because it was a denigrating term reclaimed by MTFs—ergo, only MTFs could be known as trannies. I spoke with Bear, and we agree that’s wrong on several counts:

Tranny began as a uniting term amongst ourselves. Of course it’s going to be picked up and used as a denigrating term by mean people in the world. But even if we manage to get them to stop saying tranny like a thrown rock, mean people will come up with another word to wound us with. So, let’s get back to using tranny as a uniting term amongst ourselves. That would make Doris Fish very happy.

It's our first own language word for ourselves that has no medical-legacy. 

Even if (like gay) hate-filled people try to make tranny into a bad word, our most positive response is to own the word (a word invented by the queerest of the queer of their day). We have the opportunity to re-create tranny as a positive in the world.

Saying that FTMs can’t call themselves trannies eerily echoes the 1980s lesbians who said I couldn’t use the word woman to identify myself, and the 1990s lesbians who said I couldn’t use the word dyke. 

At one phase in the evolution of transpeople-as-tribe, it was the male-to-females who were visible and representative of trans to the rest of the world. They were the trannies. Today? Ironically true to the binary we’re in the process of shattering, the pendulum has swung so that it's now female-to-males who are the archetypal trannies of the day. The generation coming up beyond the next generation, i.e. my tribal grandchildren are the young boys who transition to young girls at the age of five or six. They’re the next trannies. None of us can own the word. We can only be grateful that our tribe is so much larger than we had thought it would be. How to come together—now that’s the job of the next generation of gender outlaws.

^ From Who You Calling A Tranny?

We've been having this debate forever and its been stupid forever.

And its an increasingly outdated debate. More people know about trans men&mascs than ever and there are plenty of TM&Ms who have been called tranny by transphobes who don't give a shit about this distinction. And not just people who have been mistaken for transfems, either, but men like Andrew Jonathan Blake-Newton and Saye Skye who were attacked by people who knew them. Do they have more or less of a right to say tranny than a trans girl whose never been called it by a transphobe? (Neither. Because no one owns this word.)

#m. #ask box

[blue-blue-blooms]

Eddie Munson Headcanons

Eddie Munson x Harrington!Reader

A/N: I'm super depressed and this is my only form of comfort these days. So, here you go! If you have any requests, send them my way! Let's make the most of my depression and write these fics.

You're Steve's younger sister and in your senior year. You've definitely ridden on Steve's coat tails and gained popularity for being a Harrington. You're top of your class, a cheerleader, and friends with the 'popular kids'.

Admittedly, you were a bit self absorbed and consumed with the illusion of popularity. You didn't have real friends, no one that you could trust and be your true self around. You think getting dragged into finding Dustin's pet demogorgon was the best thing that could've happened to you. Besides the obvious trauma of everything that happened in '85, you found real friendship.

Robin and you became attached at the hip. You regularly hung out with Nancy. You were still popular but just severely humbled. '85 knocked your ego down a few pegs. You changed.

You changed so much that you didn't even ignore Mike, Dustin and Lucas when they first started highschool! I mean, even after you saw Dustin's Weird Al shirt. You looked out for all of them.

You'd known of Eddie. You'd seen him around at school. He was always really loud, abrasive, and kind of intimidating. He'd jump on top of lunch tables, going on spiels about 'forced conforming'. He was a little odd, a little rough around the corners, but you didn't know enough about him to form an opinion.

You officially met Eddie after Dustin, Mike, and Lucas joined the Hellfire club.

They were having one of their DnD meetings and needed a ride home. You were staying late for cheer practice so you agreed to drop them home.

You'd been waiting in the parking lot when they all came rushing out, 15 minute late.

"Hey, Dingus 1, 2, and 3! I've been waiting for 15 minutes!"

Eddie and everyone else in the Hellfire club (excluding the party) looked shocked when they saw you, to say the least.

"You know Y/N?" Eddie whispered to Dustin.

"Yeah, she's one of my best friends."

"You're friends with Y/N Harrington? Queen of Hawkins? Are you aware of the fact that we exist on the opposite spectrum of the stratosphere from her?" Gareth spoke incredulously, "Are you making this shit up?"

Before Dustin could respond, they all reached where Y/N was standing.

"Y/N! These are our friends from Hellfire! This is Gareth, this is Jeff, oh and this is Eddie! He's the president." Dustin excitedly spoke.

You gave them all a smile and a shy wave, "I've heard so much about you guys! These three were really excited when they found out about your DnD club."

"Do you play?" Gareth asked, immediately being smacked on the arm by Jeff who whispered: "I highly doubt that, idiot."

You smirked slyly and said: "Oh, I used to play with these guys all the time! We've been on many adventures. Fighting demogorgons, slaying a Mind Flayer, we've done it all." Of course, this wasn't a complete lie. You hadn't ever played a DnD game. Hell, you weren't even entirely sure what it was. But you had fought monsters with them. Mike, Dustin, and Lucas looked at you with incredulous looks and rolled their eyes, nodding along with your lie.

Of course, Eddie, Gareth, and Jeff didn't know the truth. They were pretty amazed that you even knew what DnD was.

After that first meeting, you'd smile and greet the Hellfire club whenever you saw them around school.

You'd also stand up for them if any of the jocks were messing with them.

Like the time Jason had shoved Gareth in the hallway and called him a 'freak', you'd immediately smacked the back of Jason's head and told him to 'fuck off'.

This is becoming more about the Hellfire club than Eddie so let's refocus.

You realized that you and Eddie were in some of the same classes. Now that you'd officially met him, you became more aware of him. Suddenly, he was everywhere.

The first time you'd chosen to sit down next to him in class, he'd choked on the water he was drinking.

"Are you okay?"

Y-yeah, just..water..wrong pipe. What're you doing here?"

"In this class?"

"Uh-no-like here, with me, in this seat?"

Oh, I'm sorry! Do you want me to move?"

No! Sorry, that came out wrong! I just-I wasn't expecting you to interact with us...you know the whole being 'freaks' thing...it might affect the way people see you."

"I don't care how people see me. Besides, I'm also a freak. Maybe just a...closeted freak."

Eddie swore that was when he fell in love with you.

Suddenly you were hanging out with each other all the time, sitting together in class, talking in the parking lot after school, giggling over random stuff in the hallway.

The more Eddie got to know you, the more he fell in love.

He'd find dumb reasons to touch you, passing random notes with doodles in class so he could briefly touch your hand, pretending like you had an eyelash on your cheek so he could take it off, ruffling your hair jokingly, putting his arm around your shoulder so he could whisper 'top secret DnD campaign stuff' (which was obviously just an excuse).

Your relationship developed and soon you'd be over at his place learning how to play his guitar, or going through his music collection, or forcing him to do his homework.

The first time you kissed was after Eddie accidentally confessed that he liked you. He heard that you were going out on a date with some random jock from school, and it was like all his nerves went into hyperdrive and the words spilled out. He thought that you'd never talk to him again, that he'd ruined everything, but you'd simply smiled and kissed him gently.

"I like you, too."

Bonus content: Dustin cries after you two get together. Happy cries, though. Mike gags any time he sees you two even remotely close to each other, even when you're not touching.

#eddie munson #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x you #stranger things #stranger things 4 #eddie munson x reader #stranger things fic #fluff #Harrington reader #steve harrington #eddie munson headcanons #pure fluff #hellfire club #corroded coffin #eddie munson st fic #eddie stranger things

[twi-liight]

Hello gorgeous! I love the way you write Astarion :) could I please request a fic where the reader (female or non-binary your choice!) has a nightmare and comes to our favorite vampire for comfort? Love you work, I totally understand if this doesn’t spark inspiration!

Phantom Heartache ❣

Brave, sad Alfira. All she yearned for was to carry Lihala's legacy to Baldur's Gate, but thanks to the Dark Urge, the furthest she went was to Tav's camp. That was all she could ever amount to. Slay a thousand enemies. Be pierced by a million blades. Nothing ever compares to the pain of her loss at their hands. ❥ DarkUrge!Tav spoilers for Act 1. ❥ Astarion/Tav. ❥ They/them pronouns for Tav. ❥ Tav is the nickname for the oc/reader insert. Their real name is up to you!

At the crest of their slumber, when inky tendrils drag them gently into the arms of deep sleep, Tav comes home to her.

Dreams cannot fool them easily. Too many have come and gone with promises of power and blood for them to dismiss them as simple yearnings of the mind when they are fast asleep. They know, on a shallow, muted level that this is a dream, that this isn't reality. That none of this is real and it doesn't mean anything.

But there Alfira stands, nothing like the day she left this world. Her purple locks drift in the waters around them. Despite the depths of the ocean, sunlight pierces through the darkness and glitters on her.

"Alfira," they croak out. They speak her name into existence and their heart splits in two.

"Tav," Alfira whispers. Her brows furrow the same way she did whenever she thought too hard. Her lips pucker and set like she's recited these words too many times before. "You have to know something. Something important. I-... Please, just listen."

When they reach out for her, she takes their hands. They wander the ocean depths with no true purpose or destination. It hurts so much. The guilt could crush them before the inevitable dooms along the horizon. It takes all of their strength to say, "I'm so sorry, Alfira."

She shakes her head. Sunbeams catch tears welling up in her ocher eyes. "I know you are. I know you." Alfira clasps their hands tight, warm and comforting, filled with assurance. "You've done so much for us. Thank you, Tav."

Silence overwhelms Tav at that moment, crushing their neck in one fell swoop. They can't breathe. It hurts, and they can't breathe.

"I'm sorry, too. For all the love you gave me that I can't repay, I'm sorry." Alfira whispers, her voice breaking in too many places. The warmth from her hands disappears, and they realize she's letting them go.

"Tav," she says one last time, their last image of her reaching for them as the distance grows wider and wider.

Tav. Tav. Tav. Tav. Tav. Tav. Tav!

"Tav!"

Astarion breaks the connection. Suddenly and all at once, they've surfaced from the waters back to reality, where air is shoveled into their drowned lungs.

All at once, faces and voices. They heave, doubling over as they push themselves upright. Nausea hits them fast and hard but they don't care. Shadowheart, Gale, Karlach, Lae'zel, Wyll - a few paces behind them, Jaheira and Halsin gaze down at her with a somber expression. Closest to them, with his hands closed around their inner elbow is Astarion.

"Tav," he says, softer this time.

Tav, Alfira chokes out. Tav. I'm so sorry.

No. "No." No, no, no, sorry for what? Come back, Alfira. What are you apologizing for, I was the one who-

The vision tightens around their skull like molten iron. The tadpole squirms, receding from the shameful memory of Alfira's corpse, defiled and destroyed. In her eyes, they see themselves.

They were her friend. And they let her die screaming and alone.

"Away," Tav breathes out. It's so weak that it's just a whittled breath, but the strength behind them gives pause to everyone around.

Astarion's hands flinch back, but by then it's too late. It's too much. Their tadpole activates a defense mechanism and power crumbles from the depths of their mind. They struggle away from their companions, roaring out, "I commanded you!"

Waves of ilithid energy break through their portcullis - Karlach audibly yelps in pain, struggling against the barrage of mental energy. "Tav-- damn it, we're trying to--" Wyll's hand lashes out to steady her, only to recede as it flies back to clutch his head in pain. "-- Help you!"

"Gale!" Shadowheart cries, nearly buckling to the floor as the full weight of Tav's prowess pours into her mind, threatening to snap it in two. "Can you-- is there a--"

They lock eyes with Gale, who shoots them a pleading look. "Enough," he begs, holding up his shaky hands as a sign of surrender. "Tav, enough. It's alright."

"It's not," they whisper. It's hard to speak when their breaths are too fast, too raggedy, too stuttered to be anything but a cornered animal floundering for air. They don't notice it. They choke on lungfuls of breaths as they wrap their arms around their waist.

"It's not," they repeat again. Something shifts in the air. Power. Arcane power snapping to Gale's fingertips. Their tadpole twists with alarm. He's trying to hurt you. He doesn't want to understand. None of them understand, they're just using you.

Gale points his finger out, aiming for something behind them.

Enraged, they reach deep into the recesses of their mind for the reservoir of power. To sink their fingertips deep in it feels so alien but familiar. Like pushing their hands into a pool of thick blood, warm and fresh.

Wait. No. No, this is not the tadpole's power. This is...

Kill them, Tav. Before they hurt you. Before you hurt them.

Like what you did to me, Alfira whispers in their ear.

Something inside them breaks into two. It shatters into pieces and pulls out everything they have been hiding; the misery, the weight, the guilt, the howling wail that rings in the air as they crumble in on themselves. Hot, wet tears run down their cheeks, and it's too much.

They can't bear it. It's too much.

"Hey hey hey hey, shh shh shh," Astarion's hands cup around their ears. The remnants of Gale's magic outline him in a misty purple. When had he gotten to them so fast? They don't know. They don't understand. "Look at me, sweetheart."

They can't. Everyone around them is looking at them like they're a stranger. Shadowheart's shell-shocked expression sends a ringing ache down their spine; she is looking at them with pity and concern and fear.

"Let them breathe," Jaheira commands. When no one moves, her voice comes out sharper. "Go! Now. Ready yourselves for a long rest and give them space. You will only make it worse for them. Astarion-"

"I can handle this," Astarion murmurs. Jaheira nods, leading the companions away from the bedrolls.

"Please," Astarion pleads, rubbing circles into their cheeks with his thumbs. "Look at me. Why the tears? You know I hate tears. It is unbecoming of you to tarnish your otherwise candid expression with that face. You go from beautiful to an ugly little duck in less than a second."

"I can't," they choke out. Sobs push in between breaths and words, and they shake their head, suddenly just as afraid as the rest of them.

"You can," he murmurs. "What are you so afraid of, darling? It's just me."

It is just Astarion.

Tentatively, they lift their eyes. When they gaze into him, they find no fear or judgment. There is no anger, either, despite what they had just done and what they were going to do. His stare is forlorn and quiet. His noble brow furrows slightly, contemplative, trying to find something in their eyes.

"There you are," he says, his voice so gentle it could have been a trick of the wind. "Tav of mine."

An aching, dull pain spreads across their chest, and their body seems to understand that the only way to relieve it is to cry. Their shoulders shake, and their lungs are sore, but it doesn't stop the biting sobs from pushing out.

"Astarion," Tav begs, hands catching his wrists and holding onto them tightly. "I hurt her, I-- hah-- hurt, Alfira-"

"I know," Astarion croons.

"I killed her."

"I know."

"She was my friend and I--"

"And you betrayed her." He kisses their knuckles tenderly. "I know. Shh, shh. Oh, gods below. I dreaded the day I'd see you cry. You know why?"

"Because I'm ugly?" They hic-sob, pathetically.

He scoffs, but it sounds oddly fond. "No." Pause. Slight amusement in his wine-red eyes. "Well, yes, in this moment, you are a travesty."

They sob.

"Oh, but don't take that the wrong way, you know I can't stand to see you so hurt. What am I supposed to do, hm? Hold you until the morning comes?" His hand guides their head to the crook of his neck, where he hides them from the rest of the world.

No prying eyes can find them, now. No judgment. No words to say about the hell that they unleashed. Into the shadows, where they're safe in his embrace, where he will keep them until they decide it is time to go.

"You know I will," he murmurs into the crown of their head. "I would hold you through it all, my love. You could become the most hateful monster, covered in the blood of the undeserving, your ledger as red as an apple..."

Astarion shuts his eyes.

"... And still, I would hold you and vow to never let go. Shed your tears for the wrongs you have committed. The blood you have spilled. I don't care. So long as are my Tav, that is all that matters."

They close their eyes, tears spilling down their cheeks. Their dreamless sleep is peaceful. It is empty.

❥ Additional links: kofi | ao3

#hello lovely <3 #thank you for your support and kind words #asks #baldur's gate 3 #astarion #astarion x you #astarion x reader #baldur's gate 3 x you #baldur's gate 3 x reader #bg3 x reader #bg3 x you #shadowheart #gale #wyll #karlach #halsin #jaheira #lae'zel #bg3

[gentlebeardsbarngrill]

04/16/2024 Daily OFMD Recap

TLDR; Samba Schutte; Outtakes; Weekly Calendar; Fiber Arts Auction; Some Nonsense in Bristol; Glad Ranker; Fan Spotlight: Never Left Podcast; Cast Cards; Our Drag Means Slay, Our Flag Means Fanfiction Minisode; Our Flag Makes a Difference Fundraiser; Schadenfreude; Love Notes; Daily Darby/Tonight's Taika.

= Samba Schutte =

The big sighting today was Samba and his Outtakes BTS post!

== New Weekly Event Calendar ==

New event calendar is up! Check out the new Fiber Arts Brigade info below!

= SOFMD's Fiber Arts Brigade =

Some cool stuff is going on in SOFMD's Fiber Arts Brigade! There's an auction to benefit Sage, a US organization that provides amazing support and advocacy for queer elders! The Auction will be held June 14th . You don't need to be a member to donate items to the auction! Message @saveofmdcrewmates if you'd like to join in! sageusa.org

Jeff Art by @snejpowa

== **Big Sigh** in Bristol ==

I don't even know what to label this section. I'm just flabberghasted. The good news is they are not a member of the SOFMD team since there was a rumor going around that SOFMD was somehow involved. Link to the Bristol Post and SaveOFMD's Statement Below:

== Uproar Update! ==

Digital release moved up to April 23!

== Calls to Action ==

== GLAAD ==

Last day to vote for GLAAD!

Vote Here

Img Src: @AdoptOurCrew Twitter

== Ranker ==

Still looking to help OFMD stay up on Ranker? This is their main page and yo can choose from lots of different rankings going on and vote up OFMD and down other shows you think should be lowered.

== Fan Spotlight ==

== Never Left ==

Never Left Podcast has Hugo Pierre Martin on the show this week! Give them a listen on your choice of podcast platforms by visiting their Linktr.ee

Artwork was created by Amy Gleason, you can see more of her art @/AmysBirdHouse on IG.

= Cast Cards =

Our dear crewmate @melvisik has spotlighted one of the fisherman from the pilot episode that Stede pillaged the plant from! Ted Heyck!

== Our Drag Means Slay ==

For those of you not in the Chicago area, you can now sign up to see Our Drag Means Slay on livestream! Tickets are $5 for the Apr 27, 2024 7:00 PM show! All proceeds go to charity!

Ticket Link

Our Drag Means Slay Twitter

= Our Flag Means Fanfiction =

Our friends over at Our Flag Means Fanfiction have put out a minisode this week:

Minisode: Izzy Hands Ring Lore Fics Check it out on Spotify!

== Our Flag Makes A Difference ==

Great news! The eSIMS and Sanitary Products for Gaza fundraiser has finally reached it's goal! Thank you so everyone who shared links or donated, it makes a serious different in folks lives! For more info: Check out the campaign

== Schadenfreude ==

Thanks @seven_sugars on Twitter for spotting this 30% loss YTD!

== Love notes ==

Today was a tough one lovelies. I really want to thank all of you who reached out when I was struggling, it meant a lot to me. I know some of you said we didn't know each other-- but I just wanna throw out there that you're part of this crew, and even if we haven't talked or interacted much, your love means the world to me and everyone else you send it to. Every single one of you who's willing to reach out-- to a friend/crewmate who has asked, or hasn't asked and just looks like they need it, or you're just spreading a bit of joy-- you make this world such a better place. You take sadness and you turn it into solace and comfort. You share a little piece of yourself to make someone else's missing pieces start to be whole again.

I just want you to know how powerful that kindness is. It can mean the absolute world to someone when they are truly down, to know they are seen and cared about, even by the briefest of acquaintance. Seriously, thank you. You are a glimmer of sunshine on hard days and the impact you make is immense. Tonight, I just want to say thank you so so much for your kindness. Love you crew, I hope you're well.

== Daily Darby / Tonight's Taika ==

Tonight's theme is Freemanji, I don't know why, just felt like a Freemanji night. Look at Rhys in his little mustache and hat, and Taika in his goofy ass coat <3 Gifs courtesy of @neonpigeons and @ihadaweirdname

#Spotify #rhys darby #taika waititi #samba schutte #ofmd bts #ofmd outtakes #ofmd outtakes s2 #our flag means fanfiction #never left podcast #fundraisers #our drag means slay #glaad #uproar #save ofmd crew #sofmd fiber arts brigade

[batsarebetterthanpeople]

I'm in the business of misery, let's take it from the top.

#ofmd #our flag means death #calico jack #calico jack ofmd #cosplay #our drag means slay

[danepopfrippery]

A friend during a particularly bad time in life said the way we felt was like having our head bleeding, brains out and asking for help and getting none. I got that feeling today while my ‘co captain’ gets to fucking be on the c2e2 ‘found family’ panel for ofmd. One day i will laugh at that. Itll be a pointed barb in a story and ill laugh and ppl will feel bad for me cuz its not funny.

I feel like i lost my baby. It took so much for me to reach out and expose myself and put Our Drag Means Slay on. I havent done anything in years part covid, part this shit seems to always happen to me. Im either a much worse person than i realize or have gullible in neon lights ob my forehead. If ud ask me if this could have happened id ask how high u were.

Ill stop bitching, prbly my last rant on this publicly. Not only did I miss my baby, get to honor my trans nephew, or have ppl go ‘oh wow what a show they put on!’ I also lost my chance to finally perform, which took so much courage to work up. And i missed seeing the awesome stuff my performers put on and i was so excited.

I thought this would be a new chapter for me. I rarely leave the house in my little shit town, and i have no irl friends, only a few online ones. W twitter and fb gone this was like my whole life.

Literally broke my body for it. Both shoulders got bursitis (had to drive round trip 4hrs for cuz rural hell) then my left hip got it. And my left wrist is also out today. I got a uti and a yeast infection from the stress.

And i was fucking thrilled to break my body for this cause and this show. Im still very proud of the cause, im not of the show.

Many ppl tried to cure my crying, i wanna thank October Noire, David Tennant, 0verboss and Megan Hartmann and anyone else who took notice.

Now my comfort show is gone. Jesus i really have nothing left in my life

#ofmd #our flag means death #c2e2 #c2e2ofmd #fine things well #our drag means slay

[silverflqmes]

໒⦂ 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐔 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐒.

notes. reposted and edited from wp! happy holidays and merry christmas to those who celebrate!

genre. fluff + crack

ft. tooru oikawa, tetsuro kuroo, rintaro suna, shoyo hinata, kenji futakuchi, hajime iwaizumi, osamu miya

gender neutral! reader

➫ 𝓞𝗜𝗞𝗔𝗪𝗔 𝓣𝗢𝗢𝗥𝗨 ୨୧ ˎˊ˗

⌗ HOT COCO HOT COCO HOT COCO

⌗ he loves to sit near the fire place with either you seated on his lap or just plopped up above him on the couch or beneath if you're more my style AHAHAHAHA

⌗ LOVES HALLMARK MOVIES i mean look at him, he would so watch them.. but he wouldn’t mind the classics like elf, christmas story ( my fav fr ), the home alone duology or national lampoon’s christmas vacation🫶

⌗ "I LOVE YOU I LOVE I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOUUUU Y/N-CHAAAAANNNN!!" — after watching elf and doing last minute christmas shopping going up the escalator ( he’s silly )

⌗ would totally play old jazzy christmas songs and pull you close to him, swaying gently in the kitchen or by the fireplace to the melody with the smell of balsam in the air❤️

⌗ you already know he would have lured you under the mistletoe too somehow🧎

⌗ "oh wow! i wonder how this got here!!🙀"

➫ 𝓚𝗨𝗥𝗢𝗢 𝓣𝗘𝗧𝗦𝗨𝗥𝗢 ୨୧ ˎˊ˗

⌗ y'all woke up LATE on christmas day istg, but tetsuro hooked you up real nice with presents ykyk he made that bank af and worked those extra hours just for you<3

⌗ THE DECORATIONS ARE SO PRETTY ISTG WHO LET HIM HAVE THIS MUCH TASTE, WHO ALLOWED HIM TO SLAY THAT HARD

⌗ unlike kawa, kuroo took you for dinner and made a day out of it? he took you ice skating, out to see the lights and decorations, tossed a few snowballs at you to piss you off🧎

⌗ "come onnn, i promise i won't let you fall~"

⌗ it ends up snowing a bit later into the night on your way back home, so he gave you his scarf, long coat AND mittens.. hooked you up fr

⌗ except.. nothing fits aside from the scarf, but are you complaining? no🙄 although you did yell at him for it cuz he could get sick</3

⌗ he had an entire argument prepared as to why he wouldn't get sick and you could have sworn that he mentioned the periodic table somewhere🧍‍♂️spoiler alert- he gets sick the next day

➫ 𝓢𝗨𝗡𝗔 𝓡𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗢 ୨୧ ˎˊ˗

⌗ ngl at first you were SO confused as to why suna didn't have a christmas tree in his living room, but one in his bedroom until christmas day..

⌗ Y'ALL DID NOT MOVE THE ENTIRE DAY

⌗ "rin, we gotta open the presents y'know.. and i kinna want breakfast.. we gotta get up at some point."

⌗ "the presents are under our tree over there by the dresser, just peek under and you'll see them. as for breakfast, kita-san’s coming over with everyone later. problem solved."

⌗ tbfh the laziest christmas you could ever imagine, but like you can’t complain, it was nice to just unwind a bit

⌗ he did keep the spirit of the holidays with a good bit of christmas movies, for sure the grinch who stole christmas ( it’s his favorite )

⌗ later on, true to his words, kita showed up around 7:30 with the rest of the team and y'all had sum good ass food and hot coco after reluctantly dragging suna out of bed to get ready🤲

➫ 𝓗𝗜𝗡𝗔𝗧𝗔 𝓢𝗛𝗢𝗬𝗢 ୨୧ ˎˊ˗

⌗ boy are you in for it🧎

⌗ shoyo woke you up at four in the morning with natsu in tow, dragging your ass to the living room where the tree was filled with a wide arrangement of presents

⌗ you were still half asleep and since you were staying at shoyo's for the holidays — you uh.. weren't allowed to start opening gifts till seven LMAOO so you guys started guessing the presents instead; yk getting a feel of them

⌗ "WOAH THIS ONE'S SUPER BIG, I-IT COULD BE ANYTHING!"

⌗ "sho, the only thing it's gonna end up being is a wake up call to your mom and then you'll never know what it is."

⌗ tobio comes over later and y'all have a snowball fight together🥺

⌗ you and natsu won LMAOOOO poor lil birb was upset, but your kisses made things better for him❤️

➫ 𝓕𝗨𝗧𝗔𝗞𝗨𝗖𝗛𝗜 𝓚𝗘𝗡𝗝𝗜 ୨୧ ˎˊ˗

⌗ ugh yes dateko's baddest bitch😩 another grinch enjoyer tbh

⌗ this man woke you up with a snowball to your face before shouting out merry christmas

⌗ although it was a cheap shot, getting you while VULNERABLE, you couldn't stay mad at him, as you loved this piece of shit so dearly😪

⌗ HOWEVER. that didn't mean you didn't get his ass back the minute he dropped his guard when you went outside to turn your christmas lights off for the day

⌗ "huh, so you think you can be a cheeky little shit with me on such a loving day? and get away with it?"

⌗ "and what? you don't hear me complaining, now do you kenji?”

⌗ in spite of being complete little shits to each other, you laughed it off after awhile and just spent your evening curled up together on your couch with a plate of sugar cookies that you both had baked the night before ( ofc you can guess there was a war of flour and baking tools then too )

➫ 𝓘𝗪𝗔𝗜𝗭𝗨𝗠𝗜 𝓗𝗔𝗝𝗜𝗠𝗘 ୨୧ ˎˊ˗

⌗ y'all have the coziest christmas honestly

⌗ you and hajime don't wake up too early or too late; it's just the right time and you're both completely prepared for all that's to come for the day

⌗ the two of you start off with unwrapping presents, then iwaizumi makes you the BEST breakfast ever istg, TELL ME HE DOESN'T COOK RN IF YOU WANNA GET TUSSLED

⌗ ngl tooru taught him some good shit when it came to making hot coco and you swore you were just about ready to tap into heaven at that immaculate taste

⌗ "oh my gosh, haji, what did you put in this, it's so.. it's better than amazing!"

⌗ "while i want tell you, i'm ‘sworn to secrecy’, his words not mine, by that fool oikawa with his secret recipe bullshit." he can’t lie though, whatever tf tooru invented was otherworldly..

⌗ not even an hour later you found it on starbucks' secret menu app and you showed it to your boyfriend who flipped his shit before sprinting over to his friend’: house with two snowballs in hand ( with hard snow.. praying for my man to dodge more than ever ); the outcome.. wasn't the prettiest😔

➫ 𝓜𝗜𝗬𝗔 𝓞𝗦𝗔𝗠𝗨 ୨୧ ˎˊ˗

⌗ FOOD FOOD FOOD FOOD did i say food? yes, food.

⌗ all you two did that whole entire day was EAT?? NOT EVEN THAT BUT YOU HAD A WHOLE CHRISTMAS EVE DINNER TOO THE NIGHT BEFORE HXJSKSKS OSAMU DOES NOT PLAY GAMES WHEN IT COMES TO CHRISTMAS

⌗ atsumu invites himself over as usual and there's chaos in the kitchen of course..

⌗ "OUTTA THE WAY 'SAMU, I WANNA DECORATE COOKIES TOO!!"

⌗ "if you don't quit whinin' right now 'tsumu, i'm gonna beat yer ass and toss ya out in the snow."

⌗  bantering aside, the cookies were super pretty?? they tasted heavenly too, cookies from scratch go hard and whatever recipe those two were taught.. yum

⌗ osamu had nonalcoholic eggnog prepared for you and him to have after atsumu went home and the two of you exchanged the presents you had for one another before cuddling near the tree and fireplace for the night<3

notes. forgot to repost this before with the other reposts but it was kinda out of season.. so i waited for the holidays to blow in to fixed them up a bit and post them on here. furthermore, super sorry for the lack of activity, been working on my og wip as of late and my longer fics on wp :’) hope you understand</3

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[dailyadventureprompts]

Wilderness: The Secret of Grist Ridge

Taking its name from the its centuries old owner, the rolling highlands known as the Domain of Daldivain still bears the scars from when it was vast salve farm that fed the armies and granaries of the old empire. Since the empire's fall the people of the domain have maintained small settlements and scattered villages, herding over the the valleys and rises their debt-bound ancestors once toiled to cultivate.

All is not as peaceful as the picturesque vistas of the domain would suggest; cloud drakes, once a rarity and folkish sign of good fortune have become invasive in the region, beginning to prey on livestock and even lone travellers as their numbers swell.

After having several of their homesteads savaged by the beasts, one of the villages has sent for the party: The majority of its residents including the majority of its elders want the party to hunt the beasts back to their lair, but their wisewoman claims to have had a vision that points them to Grist Ridge, the old ruins that lay at the heart of the old autarch's domain. Most have no idea what the mushroom addled crone is talking about, but there is some rumour of treasure in the old mill that may make it worth checking out.

Adventure Hooks:

Early in their journey our heroes encounter a band of warriors led by Haltri Drakesbane, a woman who sees herself as the protector and future leader of the domain's people. Already having proven herself by slaying the beasts that preyed upon her kinsmen's land and several other villages, she's more than happy to ally with the party and split the glory if it means driving the drakes out for good. Her offer is not without caveat: Haltri hopes to leverage strength of arms into a unifying authority over the scattered peoples of the domain, and her detractors (including the village elders who sought the party out) fear what her ambitions may lead to if she goes unchallenged.

Feeling an inexplicable desire to wander, the journymage Enilo (along with his fluffy familiar, Cloudchaser) has sought out the ruins at Grist Ridge, spending days exploring and journaling about his experience. Enilo doesn't know it yet, but he's been called by the goddess of sky and enlightenment to receive a revelation that may change the future of the domain, provided the party's willing to have him tag along during their exploration and later defend him when Haltri shows up sometime midway through the delve to take the ruins for herself.

Though a number of the usual dungeon denizens have made their home in Grist Ridge, there is something malevolent skulking around its deepest reaches, filling the tunnels between the old windmills with the echo of scraping chains and a distant grinding sound that unsettles to the bone. It leaves handfulls of corroded coins from the old autarchy in places where others may find them. The locals know not to touch these, as it seems accepting the gifts of the lurking horror means inviting it to follow you home.

Background: One of many such sites left over after the fall of the old Autarchy, the ruins today known as Grist Ridge once surveyed a vast domain of slave farms owned by one of the old empire's richest men, Lord Daldivian, who's mark on the region endures even centuries after his death.

The old lord bought up the debts of hundreds and dragged them off to work in his fields, grinding them down much in the same way his mills ground down the grain they cultivated. Because he didn't need to pay his workers he was able to sell grain for less, bankrupting score upon score of the region's old farming families and creating people desperate enough to sell either their ancestral land (expanding Daldivain's domain) or themselves into bond slavery for fear of starvation, swelling his workforce from hundreds to thousands.

Daldivane was of course using lives as grist for his ambition long before the first mill was built: The region that came to be his was originally open wilderness along the Autarchy's border inhabited by worshipers of the goddess Yithini, who the old empire considered heathen and thus worthy of extermination. Lord Daldivane used his in with the imperial military to raze their homes and shrines, sowing his first fields with meal ground from their bones. He also used this military connection to hunt the endemic species of drake near to extinction, both because the beasts were sacred to Yithini and because they threatened to impede his expansion.

Further Adventures:

Enilo's observations of the region and the ruins (built on the space of Yithini's demolished temple) will eventually lead him to a series of revelations: The drakes aren't invasive, they are merely returning to their natural population levels after being culled. The environment is healing because of the return of its natural predator. There were people who lived in the domain before who's existence and subsequent elimination Daldivane concealed, who lived in harmony with the drakes through their worship of the now forgotten sky goddess. Unexpectedly finding himself a prophet, Enilo will return to the people of the domain and begin expounding on this secret history, reawakening the worship of Yithini in what was once her sacred land and sparing the people from further clashes with their draconic neighbours.

Haltri does indeed have ambition, taking the exactly wrong lessons from the stories of Daldivane she imagines herself as a new, kinder, autarch, seeking to reclaim the mills of Grist Ridge and rebuild the economic engine that made the old lord one of the richest men in the known world. This will of course require the denizens to be put to work in the fields once again, but in her opinion its the least they can do to repay her for driving the drakes away and keeping them safe. Its up to the party to uncover these ambitions, or perhaps look aside for the sake of their new, increasingly powerful ally.

The thing stalking the foundations of Grist Ridge is a demon born of Daldivane's pittiless greed and the sorrow of those he enslaved. Stalking around the lowest reaches of the ruins and emerging only at night, it resembles a man dressed in tattered finery of the old autarchy with his legs fettered together and his arms bound to a yoke. Where its face should be there is only a cracked millstone, grinding forever and ever over its bleeding and lipless lower jaw. Most disturbingly of all It hungers for bones: placing severed limbs or whatever stray mice it can catch in its mouth and grinding them to powder, sometime after its meal coughing up bloody autarchy coins the way an owl might a pellet. Though it does not speak or perhaps even really THINK the demon of Grist Ridge believes in fair commerce, as any who feed it are due a compensatory amount of treasure just as anyone who takes from its offerings owes it in some way.

Art

#low level #wilderness mountain #wilderness highland #exploration #mountain dungeon #highland dungeon #fiend #monster hunt #demon #yithini

[gaypirateslife4me]

I survived Buffy and Faith. (BtVS)

I survived Dean and Cas. (SPN)

I survived Olivia and Alex. (SVU)

I survived Sherlock and Watson. (Sherlock)

I survived Bucky and Steve, AND Sam and Steve, AND Bucky and Sam. (MCU)

I survived Clark and Lexa (t100).

I am currently surviving Will and Mike, Steve and Eddie, AND Nancy and Robin. (Stranger Things)

I have suffered through: queerbaiting; "everyone experiments in college"; queer coded? - they must be the villain!; "the inherent tragedy of gayness" (repression, AIDs, violence, hatred); girl-on-girl male fanservice; "pray the gay away"; and, most personally painful, "bisexuals aren't real, they just need to pick a side". (I mean, I am though?)

I have been fully and irrevocably traumatized by having to watch my beloved queers be buried over & over & over.

I have literally spent three-and-a-half decades in a toxic, abusive relationship with (not so) queer media.

Upon recommendation of multiple queer friends, I (skeptically, cynically, borderline angrily) watched their so-called "GAY PIRATE (affectionate)" comedy, and was gobsmacked.

Our Flag Means Death gave us: well-rounded characters that are 'no-room-for-guessing, even-your-deeply-repressed-insufferable-republican-uncle-can-see-it queer! Multiple queers with disabilities! Neurodivergent queers! A genderqueer pirate so slay I lose my breath every time they are on screen! Sex between mlm not reduced to 1) tittilation or 2) the raunchy punchline of a mean joke! An unapologetic celebration of Found Family! Drag treated with respect, and as a catalyst for openly queer joy! A fabulous gay wedding! And that's not to mention the loving, romantic, complicated, vulnerable, beautiful relationship between the two male protagonists!

I saw it. with my own two eyeballs. for the first time ever. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?

I assumed everyone must be as thrilled, honored, and overjoyed as I am for all the rep, positivity, and LOVE.

I was wrong.

It breaks my queer little heart that so many people on this glorious hellsite are furious, indignant, and quick to cancel the characters, the actors, the writers, and the showrunners for not being spoon-fed perfect queer characters in perfect queer relationships for perfect queer rep in ACTUAL queer media that exists! In canon!

It hurts to be vilified for being a fan who refuses to condemn the show and for loving concerningly imperfect and deeply-flawed queer characters.

I am sorry, but as far as I'm concerned, LOVE WON. We won. Please stop coming into my house (blog) and pissing all over my rainbow parade.

#our flag means death #ofmd #about me #please just let me have this #blackbonnet #gentlebeard #queer media #meta #cancel culture #things cancel culture has killed #queerbaiting #queer tropes #bury your gays #queer representation #izzy hands apologist #edward teach apologist #ofmd meta #drag #love wins #love won #long post

[justmeinadaze]

Secret Sinners Part 2 (Steddie X You)

Part of this Universe/ Part 1 of Secret Sinners

Warnings: Demon Steddie/ Human Fem Reader, SMUT of the slightly rougher variety, choking, lots of touching and dirty talk, FLUFF, they love each other <3, ANGST, they go to another realm to find answer and run into some bad creatures (brief), reader get a bit hurt when they come back, they talk about events from the first AU, I think that's it.

Word count: 6059

“Um, so I have good news and bad news.”, Dustin sighed as he drank the beer in his glass. The three of you stare at him in anticipation as he drags out his information making Eddie huff in annoyance. “The bad news is where they are currently, they won’t be for long AND there are other types of demons in that realm.”

“So, we’re going to another realm. Cool.”, Steve sighs. 

“The good news is Mike said Y/N can survive there so she can go with you.”

“Which…is obvious because Jonathan is there with Nancy…”, the long-haired demon growled.

“I’m sorry. They’re a little antsy.”, you grin making him beam him your direction. 

“I like you.”

“I like you to.”, you giggle. 

“Okay, okay.”, Steve chuckles as he rises to his feet. “She’s just nicer than we are.”, he smiles as he pulls the young boy in for a hug. “Go back home, kid, and thank you for everything.”

“Of course, man. Hopefully, I’ll see the three of you at home sometime.” After handing Eddie some papers, he hugs him as well before turning to you. “Don’t let them boss you around too much. I think you’d be a pretty badass warrior in our world.”

After kissing his cheek, you wrap your arms around him before making a little oh sound and digging in your bag. The guys watch as you hand Dustin something and whisper in his ear as he smiles. 

“Your wish is my command, ma ’lady.”

As you watch him leave, Steve takes your hand in his and the three of you take a seat again at your table. 

“What did you give him?”

“A little present.”, you smirk mischievously.

“Oh, Steven, you aren’t going to like this.”, Eddie exhales heavily as he turns the piece of paper the boy had given him around and slid it in his direction. “These are the coordinates to Malvado.”

“Well, that ends that.”

“What? Why?”, you inquire at his immediate reaction. 

“Because the realm that place is in is barely safe for us, let alone a human. I don’t know what the fuck they were thinking going there.”

“I mean…plenty of demons to slay and a good place to hide where our kind wouldn’t go searching.”

Steve sighs as his gaze shifts between you two. “No. The answer is no.”

“You and I can go and see what we can find—”

“No. You’re not going somewhere dangerous without me. I can help protect you two.”

“That’s not your job, Y/N.”

“And that’s not your job anymore either, Steven. I can help.” The demon’s eyes glow in anger as you stare right back in defiance. 

“Not going to lie, kind of turned on by you both right now.”

The red fades from Steve’s eyes as he smirks at Eddie’s comment and you reach for his face to bring his lips to your own. 

“Ugh! Fine! Fine but we need more weapons than a bat and a guitar and she’ll need a disguise.”

***

The glass to the window shatters as you throw a rock through the entryway to the shop you three were sneaking into. 

“I’m surprised neither of you know how to pick a lock.”, you whisper as you climb in and dust off your pants. 

“We could say the same thing, troublemaker.”, Eddie teases as he checks you over to make sure none of the glass cut you.

“Come on, you two. Let’s get what we need and get out.”, Steve hisses as he looks around. Pointing towards the counter, you draw the demon’s attention to the swords that were hanging on the wall. “Nice.”

While he and Eddie look over the selection, you scurry towards the clothing in the corner and quickly grab some items before running back to them as the sound of sirens fill the air.

Wrapping Eddie’s arms around your waist, they hurry out the back door, and fly into the night sky just as the police cars skid to the front of the shop.

***

“I miss my sword.”, Steve whines as he swings the one he’s holding in the air. “It had a lot of umph you know?”

“God, baby, I love it when you talk dirty.”, the long-haired demon jokes as the other makes a face at him in joking annoyance. 

“Do I need a weapon?”, you ask as you finish tying the combat boots you grabbed. 

“WE are your weapon.” Steve kneels in front of where you were sitting on the hotel bed and takes your hands in his. “Y/N, I need you to really listen to me here, ok?”

“Ok.”

Eddie sits beside you and tenderly places his hand on your knee.

“This place is extremely dangerous. Now, we know you’re strong and can fight but these creatures here don’t. They will see you as small and weak if they get a good look at you. With this hood here, I’m hoping they won’t take the chance because they can’t clock what type of being you are.” After pulling it over your head, his palm gently caresses your cheek. “You have to listen to what we say without question, no matter what. No attitude and no hesitation. Do you understand?”

“Yes, I understand.”

“I’m serious, Y/N. If you don’t think you can do that or for one second think you won’t run if we asked you to then we may as well stay here.”

“I understand, Steven. I promise I’ll behave.”

They both gave you a gentle kiss on your lips as Eddie pulled up his hair and handed you Steve’s bat. 

“Even though we’re watching out for you, I think you’d look more intimidating with this.”

“Alright.”, Steve heavily exhales. “Here we go.”

###########

The strong smell of smoke and rain hit your nostrils immediately as you step through the gate your demon created into this new realm. It was nighttime here as well but the city was illuminated with neon lights flashing everywhere. 

“It looks like the city in Bladerunner.”

“Is that the one movie you showed us with Han Solo?”

You nodded as you smiled at Eddie’s question, realizing only now that they had fully transformed into their normal demon skin. 

“Ok, let’s move. Dustin gave me the name of a bar they frequent so we’ll start there. Keep your eyes down, Y/N.”

Doing as he commanded, you followed behind him while Eddie trailed behind you making sure you were safe. There were many different creatures roaming what you would call streets and both demons couldn’t deny that they were impressed how well you were keeping it together. 

A few beings they passed looked like them but some of the others were much bigger and growled trying to intimate you three as you walked past. 

“You two sit and be casual while I take a look around.”, Steve ordered as soon as you entered the building you were looking for. 

Leading you to a table, Eddie sat beside you and carefully placed his arm around your shoulder so he wouldn’t hurt you. 

“How are you doing, sweetheart?”, he whispered, grinning when you confirmed you were ok with a smile of your own. 

You couldn’t help but take in how sexy they both seemed like this as they protected you. Both demons were in a completely new headspace you had never seen from them before and definitely not in this current form. Everything in their demeanor radiated dominance and you never felt safer. 

The sound of glass slamming loudly against your table startled you back to attention as a deep voice slurred words in front of you.

“Hello there. You’re a tiny little thing, aren’t you?”

“Yeah, she’s travel size for demons like me. Now fuck off.”, Eddie snarled as you kept your eyes on the table.

“Who are you? I feel like I know you.”

“I don’t think so because if you did you’d know I’m not someone you mess with.”, he growled slowly rising to his feet. “I’m only going to say it one more time… fuck off.”

The creature in front of him smiles wickedly as he leans forward on his hands. 

“Or what?”

“Or you deal with me.”, Steve responds, yanking the thing backwards away from you both. “He’s a lot nicer than I am so I’m just going to tell you, if you even speak again, I will kill you.”

“Aren’t you the fucker who killed a princess?”, another being asked as he sauntered near the area. “You have a bounty on you.”

“Not anymore. I was cleared.”

“Oh? Well, isn’t that convenient. We didn’t hear that in these parts.” 

As the thing stepped forward again, you stood up and pointed the bat in his direction, a silent warning for him to stay put. 

“Look at that. Little one can handle itself. Maybe, we should take it home and figure out how it ticks.”, someone else threatened. 

You three were surrounded on all sides and Steve realized it too late. It had been a while since he was able to utilize his skills and he was beginning to realize how rusty he had become. 

You caught on to the person before anyone else, your eyes following a small, hooded figure slowly circling around the bar to where you were standing. A smirk painted their lips as red light illuminated from their eyes telling you this was a friend. 

Pulling a device from their pocket, they threw it on the floor, and just as smoke exploded from within, rough hands were suddenly on you, lifting you into the air and flying out the door.

You could hear both your demons flying close behind but not fast enough to catch up. Soaring lower to the ground you were released and strong arms caught you before placing you on your feet. 

“Hello there.”, he grinned. “You really shouldn’t be in this realm. It’s not safe for humans like us.”

“Are you…?”

“Jonathan. Nice to meet you.”, the man greeted, extending his hand which you shook and presented your name. 

Eddie fluttered to the ground first with a knowing smirk of his own on his features. 

“Jonathan. I figured out who it was when they started fighting.”, he smiled as he pointed to the sky where the two demons were battling each other. “Only one other demon knew some of the same moves that Steven did.”

Steve crashed to the dirt with a loud thud as the other demon towered over him with their sword held to his throat. Lifting off their hood, she beamed down at him before offering him her hand. 

“Mike and Dustin said you were looking for me.” Red light shimmered around her as she took a human form and extended her hand out to you. “Hi. I’m Nancy.”

***

 Nancy grinned as she slammed her weapons onto the table you three were sitting around as she took a seat and leaned forward on her elbows. 

“Gotten a bit slow there, huh, pretty boy?”

“Yeah, well, I haven’t had a reason to use my skills in over 3000 years.”

“Hm. So what made you come here? Thought maybe you’d get back in the game or do you just naturally have a death wish?”

“We need your help.”, Eddie cuts in as Steve scowls into the wood in front of him. “You know our kind live fairly long lives but we were wondering—”

“How Jonathan is still around?”, she asks and he nods in response. “Because of this little one I imagine? What’s so special about her, if I may ask?”

“What’s so special about your partner?”

Nancy’s eyes shift towards you at your sassy question before a slow smile spread across her features. 

“Oh ok. I get it now.”

“She saved our lives.”, Steve murmured under his breath. “We love her.”

“We want to be with her for as long as we can.”, the long-haired demon added, reaching for your hand. 

As they spoke, her gaze never left yours making you feel a bit self-conscious. 

“What if I told you what you need requires a sacrifice of some kind?”

“I have nothing to lose except them. I’m willing to do whatever it takes.”, you answer.

“What if the sacrifice would be to let one of them go? Would you?”

“Is that an actual requirement or are you just causing problems?”, Steve growled making Nancy smirk.

“No. I would never choose between them. I love them both and I know how much they mean to each other.”

“What if it meant losing your humanity?”, she inquires as she turns to give Steve her attention. “What if what I offer strips her of what makes her who she is leaving someone different behind? Could you handle that?”

“She’s already changed so much since the time we met her till now. She’s not like other humans, Nancy. She’s not weak.”

“If I wasn’t human anymore would they be able to be themselves?”, you ask causing her to swivel her head abruptly back towards you.

“What do you mean?”

“As a human I AM fragile. They can barely even touch me with their natural skin without damaging my own. They spent so much time being hidden and I want them to be able to be themselves as much as possible.”

Nancy nods as she glances towards Jonathan who affirms her gesture and disappears from their kitchen.

“The first time I touched him with my demon skin, I accidently tore some of the flesh off his arm. I cried for days until the wound healed and we always have that scar to remind us how fragile he is even as a slayer with many kills under his belt.”, she sighs, softly smiling towards her boyfriend as he comes back into the kitchen and places a vile next to Steve. 

“It’s a potion. It’s only found in one realm and the woman that makes it doesn’t make it easy to attain. Many slayers go to get this and only one has left with it in hand.”, Jonathan explains as your demon scans the container with his eyes. “I can give you the information but I can’t guarantee you’ll succeed. I’m also giving you this just so you can test it out and see if this potion is worth the trip.”

“What does it do?”, you ask.

“It makes you less…fragile. Just that little bit there will also extend your life for an extra 6 months.”

“Holy shit.”, Eddie exhales.

“Fair warning, Y/N. It may hurt the first time you drink it but once it fully runs through it will stop. You have to remember it’s transforming you so to speak.”

“Also,” Nancy inputs. “The witch that makes this, she’s going to put you through a lot more tougher initiations than the questions I asked so, please…”, she begs as her eyes lock with Steve. “…be prepared. She won’t just test her but you both as well. That’s part of the reason so many fail. It won’t be your swords that save you but your strength in mind. Just keep telling yourself while you’re there ‘she’s all that matters.’”

“And Eddie.”

The demon and her slayer both glance towards Steve as he speaks. 

“Y/N and Eddie are all that matter. Without them, I wouldn’t be here at all let alone in one piece and I’m not letting anyone fucking hurt them.”

Nancy nods as she rises from her seat and the three of you do the same as you head out the front door. 

“We’ll probably be headed out by tomorrow. We’ve already been here longer than we normally are but if you need anything just ask Mike and he’ll get a message to me. I heard you two are finally able to go home. I’m so happy for you. I really am.”

Jonathan lightly tugs on your arm, having you hang back while the demons continue to talk. 

“It’s not an easy test, Y/N. Everything that you’re going to experience will hurt the three of you but if you succeed I assure you it will bring you guys closer together. When we came back home, Nancy was aloof for 3 days. She wouldn’t tell me what she experienced but she said she knew she made the right choice…running away to be with me.”

“What about your experience?”

“A LONG time ago, my brother went missing…kidnapped by demons from another realm. It’s how I fell into this business and do what I do. I was able to bring him home but sometimes I wonder…what if I hadn’t. That was my experience. The worst thing to ever happen to me amplified with my worst fear; not being able to save and protect the beings I love the most.”

“I can understand that.”

“Rumors say you offered to take their place in the stone they had been trapped in. That was very brave of you.”

“Rumors? Where?”, you laugh making him smile. 

“Maeve is a powerful woman everyone respects so when it comes to your circumstances, realms will talk like people in a human office building.”

The three demons watch as you giggle harder, Nancy beaming softly at the man making you happy. 

“She seems nice; strong. I don’t know if she’s strong enough for what you two want but I do hope you make it out of the other side.”

“You have no idea what she’s already been through, Nance. She rid her world of three terrible people to save it, she’s lost both her parents, and spent her whole life basically subservient to people who took her for granted. She deserves this. WE deserve this.”, Eddie attested. 

“When we heard you both were stuck in that stone, Jonathan and I tried to come find you those first 300 years. Every time we got close, Maeve slipped through our fingers. How did she do it?”

“Tricked an all-powerful demon prince into signing up for a life of servitude within a stone for all eternity.” 

“Well shit.”, she breathily laughs. “Be careful, ok?”

Steve nods as he beckons for you to follow so you guys could head home to your world. 

“Thank you, Nancy. We appreciate this.”

“Hey, it’s the least I could do for breaking your heart AND kicking your ass.”

“You didn’t kick my ass.”, he sighs, flicking her a small smile before walking through the portal to your realm with Eddie and you close behind. 

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“I can’t believe this is enough for an extra 6 months.”, the long-haired boy muses as he looks at the little vile. 

Your eyes scan Steve as he sits in a chair in front you both staring absently into the floor. 

“Baby, are you ok?”

“Hm? Yeah, I’m fine. Just a lot to process in one day.”

“Was that hard for you? Seeing her again?”

“No.”

“Liar.”, Eddie teased making Steve roll his eyes. 

“A little, ok Mr. Sass? Jesus. It’s just weird seeing her and hearing her talk. She sounds so different now…harder.”

“I’m sure like you she’s been through so many rough things these past thousand years. Constantly on the move, fighting demons and other creatures, everything she’s been through with Jonathan.”

“What do you mean by that, babe?”

“I mean, you two are tough but you’re also the most emotional creatures I’ve ever met.”, you grin as they chuckle. “She probably feels bad for hurting him still and then add in that he’s a demon slayer in love with a demon. I’m sure that causes problems with people in his circle and I’m also sure she blames herself for that. Just as I’m positive that with everything that’s happened to me and anything that happens in the future you two will blame yourselves.”

“Yeah, yeah. Here Dr. Y/L/N. Just drink this and stop psychoanalyzing.”, Eddie beams playfully as he hands you the potion. 

You exhale slowly, shaking out the nerves as their eyes watch you intensely. 

“I love you both.”, you declare as you knock it back like a shot, cringing at the disgusting taste of bitterness that slides down your throat. 

There’s a moment of silence where no one moves or even breathes as you wait to see what happens. Abruptly, you shout before clenching your jaw and slamming back against the bed behind you.

“Y/N?! What’s happening, sweetheart? Talk to us.”

“B-Burns…burns!”

It felt like lava had replaced your blood as the heat coursed through your veins in your body from head to toe. Both demons held you down to the mattress as you continued to thrash about. 

“Steve. Eddie. Baby, make it stop. It hurts so much please. It hurts.”, you pleaded as tears fell down your face. 

Steve glanced at the other demon helplessly unsure of what to even do. 

“I don’t know how…I…Eddie what do we do? God damn it, Nancy!”

Your movements began to slow before suddenly stopping as your eyes closed and you panted hard like you had just run a marathon. The metalhead quickly hurried to the mini fridge and pulled out a bottle of water before sitting by your side. 

“Come on, pretty girl. I need you to drink this. It’s just water, baby, I promise.”, he cooed when you lazily shook your head. Your other demon placed himself behind you, allowing you to lean against him as he helped you sit up. “Good girl, Y/N. Good. Are you ok?”

“That hurt so bad. I don’t…I don’t even know what to compare it to.”, you cried as Eddie dried your tears with his thumb. “Did it work?”

Pausing for a moment, the demon in front of you changed the skin on his hand to that of his own and carefully continued to caress your face. 

“Holy shit.”, he breathed. “How does that feel? Does it hurt?”

“No…your skin feels…good.”

“Y-You feel good. Fuck. Steve, you have to feel this. Her skin is so soft. We’ve never felt human skin with our own before.”

Steve hesitates before changing his hand as well and running it along your jaw to your chin. 

“Wow.”, he whispers. As his fingers touch your lips, you pucker them out to place a gentle kiss along the tip and a low growl leaves his chest. “Sorry, I just… that felt amazing…”

Their eyes watch you unbutton your pants and push them to the floor along with your panties. 

“Y/N, we don’t have to do anything right now. Why don’t you rest and then—”

“Please, Steven.”, you beg in a small voice that has their cocks strain against their own pants. “I need you both now. I need to feel you here.”, you whimper as you guide his hand between your legs. 

Licking his lips, he pushes his middle finger between your folds, grunting loudly as you feel his mask falter.  

“Edward, baby, she’s so warm.”

Tugging on your legs, Eddie yanks you fully on to your back as they both slide down to your sides and kiss your neck while he guides two of his fingers against your clit applying pressure. 

“And wet.”

“Does it feel that much different?”, you inquire as their tongues run along your flesh fully tasting you.

“Yes.”, Eddie answered in a husky tone that had your pussy clenching. “The best way to describe—fuck—to describe it is like fucking someone raw for the first time.”

“It felt phenomenal before but raw, honey…we can feel everything…and now so will you.”

Traveling between your legs, they lifted them open as wide as they could as both demons fell into your cunt. Steve’s tongue devoured your entrance as Eddie wrapped his lips around your bundle of nerves causing you to arch your back as you tried not to scream in pleasure. Their demon mouths clouded your senses as the room spun. Your fingers reached down to play with their hair as you mewled watching them occasionally stop to passionately kiss each other. 

“Change.”, you panted as they ramped you up towards your climax. “Be—mmm—be yourselves.”

They didn’t pause or hesitate this time as red light filled the room and they shifted into their true form. It was a different type of bliss to feel their real hands tightly grasp your thighs or their own skin from their chin or nose graze along your sex. To you it just felt like any other man’s skin instead of the sandpaper esc sharp it was before.  Because they could touch you so freely they were no longer holding back and you were already feeling overwhelmed with their fingers and tongues. You could only imagine the euphoric feeling of their cocks inside you. 

Your legs shook as you came and you watched them with blurry eyes as Eddie thrust his fingers inside of you elongating your high as both demon’s lips mingled together.

Steve panted as he climbed up your body and fell on top of you as he grinded his groin against your heat soaking his pants in your slick. 

“Are you still ok?”, he asks, his forehead pressed against yours. 

“More.”, you beg. “Please. More.”

The bed bounces as he jumps back and tears off his pants while Eddie helps you remove your shirt exposing your naked body before them. Leaning over you, his palms roam your tummy up to your tits, groaning as he kneads them while his thumb plays with your nipple.

You know this is new for them but every little move they make along your skin and frame drives you wild making your need for them amplify. 

“Demon way.” They both freeze in place as their eyes find your glassy ones. “Please.”

“No. I think… that would be too much for you in this state.”, Steve sighed, not even believing his own words. 

“You’re in demon form. True form. I want it YOUR way. I NEED it!”, you whine. You’re not sure if it was the pain of the potion or the potion itself making you feel something you had never felt before but it pushed you into a headspace you hadn’t entered in your entire life. 

When they fucked you the demon way before they said they like the idea of predator and prey; they liked making you theirs. Right now, you felt small in a good, needy way. You felt innocent and naïve, needing them to take care of you and claim you properly; as themselves. 

You felt like you could finally relinquish all your control.

Eddie’s hand came from the side and you mewled in pleasure as his fingers wrapped around your neck. 

“What you need to do is listen, little girl. We don’t want to hurt you. You may be stronger but you’re still human.”

“How will you know what hurts me if you don’t try.”

His partner glances his way with a smirk as Steve lifts your leg over his shoulder and gradually begins guiding his cock into your entrance. His jaw falls open as your back curves up, your hands reaching out to grip Eddie’s wrist that was still around your throat.

“How does she feel, Steven?” The demon doesn’t respond verbally, his palms taking hold of your hips to ground himself as he tries to start off slow. “I asked you something, sweetheart.”

When Eddie released you to grab Steve’s chin, the demon’s eyes opened glowing a bright red that didn’t faze the metalhead at all. 

“Get rid of the attitude, little boy, and answer my fucking question. How does she feel?”

“Good.”, he growled lower than you had ever heard before. “Can’t…”

“Can’t what? Focus on anything other than our girl? Well go ahead. Give her what she’s asking for.”

Using your leg as leverage, Steve slammed his hips into yours causing you and the bed to jostle forward. 

“Fuck! Yes, Steven. Just like that!”

In a haze of bliss, you watched his face scrunch together as he pounded into you, his cock reaching that spot inside you that had you a moaning mess. 

“What about you, pretty girl? How does he feel?”

“So good…I can feel—mmm—him everywhere.”

Eddie groaned as he roughly kisses your lips and you relished in his taste.

Shoving his partner aside, Steve pulls out and effortlessly flips you on to your stomach, pressing your legs together as he slides back in. He doesn’t hold back as his hips thrust aggressively into yours, not caring that the headboard was banging loudly against the wall or that the pillow underneath you was barely muffling your screams that echoed through the room. 

Falling flat against your back, your jaw opens in a silent moan as he ruts into you, wrapping his arms around your front, and placing his palm on one of your breasts.

“Fuck, baby. I’ve never felt anything like this before. You were perfect before but this… Always fucking surprising us.”, Steve grunts in your ear. “Your pussy is fucking tight and warm. I’m gonna—fuck—fill you up so Eddie can watch my cum spill out of this perfect pussy before he fucks her to.”

“Please.”

“That’s right, honey. Beg me.”

“Please, make me cum. I need to feel your cum inside of me, Steven. Oh my…”

As you spoke, he picked up his rhythm, abusing your walls and g-spot with every pump till you felt the rope snap in your belly and you screamed his name as your climax washed over you. 

“That’s a good girl. Good…fucking…girl.” Between each word, he slammed into you till he shudders and releases his seed into your body. 

As he collapsed on to you, you tilted your head as much as you could and were happily met with his lips as he tenderly kissed them before rolling to the side. Eddie suddenly flips you over with ease and grins when you jump as his fingers run between your sensitive pussy lips. 

“Oh yeah. I can feel how good this pussy made him feel. Big boy fucking emptied into you all the way, didn’t he?” Removing his hand, he runs it along your leg, lifting it into the air as he hooks his elbow to the back of your knee and places his other firmly on your tit, pinching your nipple between his thumb and index. “Are you ready for me, baby?”

“Please.”

As he carefully slides himself into your sex, his forehead leans on to yours as his eyes squeeze shut and you watch him lick his lips before swallowing down a deep, breathy moan. 

“Are you fucking kidding me?”, he whispers. “Steven was right. Y-You feel so…”, Eddie trailed off as he began thrusting steadily into you. 

“Edward, please.”

Growling at the sound of his name falling from your lips, his fingers came down to rub fast circles into your clit as he punched his cock deeper into your cunt.

“H-Harder.”

“You want it harder, princess? Like this?”

Once again the bed shook roughly beneath you but you wanted more. You wanted to absorb everything that was them into you. Now, in this moment, since you could finally feel them with all of your senses as themselves, you knew you would do anything to make it like this forever. 

“Harder!”

You whine at the loss of contact as he pulls himself out of you but it doesn’t last long as he climbs fully on top of you and pins your wrists to the mattress above your head before entering your core again. 

“How’s this, pretty girl? Fuck! We’re going to break the bed tonight, little one.”

Your eyes fluttered closed as Steve reached over to grip your throat and placed tender kisses along Eddie’s arms and shoulders. 

 Tears flooded your eyes as the ball dropped and you came hard around him. 

“Yes, baby! Good girl fucking soaking my dick.” His head fell between the nook of your neck and shoulder as he chased his high. After a few more rough thrusts, he warmed your insides as he filled you up. 

Not willing to wait, Steve pushed Eddie back just enough for his cock to fall from your hole and leaned below the demon’s waist to envelope him with his mouth. 

“Fuck.”, the metalhead hisses through his teeth as he winds his fingers through the demon’s hair. “Greedy boy. Wanted to taste her some more? Don’t worry, sweetheart. We’re not even close to being done.”

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The sun briefly blinds your eyes as it peaks through the now slanted curtain on the window. After blinking out the sleep, you take a quick glance around the room smiling to yourself at the chaos you three inflected. The frame of the bed broke sometime after your fifth orgasm while they were both inside of you and the mattress itself migrated to the center of the room where you guys finally fell asleep. Both the side tables on either side of the bed had been knocked over due to both of your demon’s not paying attention as their arms reached out to maneuver you and themselves around the room. 

Your suitcases and clothes were spread around after falling from their designated areas as Eddie lifted Steve into his arms and made love to him against the wall while you watched from your blissed out spot on the floor. 

As you rested your head against the pillow, your grin grew when you saw both of them still in their demon forms fast asleep with Eddie’s head resting on Steve’s chest. Scooting closer to them, your fingers reached out to tenderly caress their faces.

You couldn’t help but imagine many moments like this for them when they were trapped; them clinging to each other desperately physically and emotionally. It made your heart break at the thought but you were glad they had each other. 

Eddie’s eyes opened first, meeting yours with a small smile.

“Hey princess. You okay?”

“Yeah, baby, I’m fine. Better than.”

As you answer, your thumb traces his lips up to his cheek and he turns his head into the feeling with a pleasant sigh. 

“What does it feel like for you? Me being able to touch your skin?”

“It’s hard to put into words. As you know our kind don’t get to feel humans like this without the façade so it’s kind of like we had been touching with safety gloves. To actually feel your skin and not just any humans but yours, so soft and incredibly warm…it’s like—”

“Pure. Literal perfection.”, Steve cut in opening his eyes and turning towards you. “Hey.”

“Hi.”, you smile as you move your hand to his own face, grazing your fingertips along his horns. 

“Hmm that to. Demons in our realm don’t touch the things you touch like these. To feel that feels indescribable.”

“Really? I mean, these are all apart of you. I want to feel everything that is you.”

“What does it feel like for you?”, Eddie asked. 

“It feels…almost human. Your skin doesn’t feel jagged like it used to but it almost like someone sanded down the edges you know? Everything else on you tastes like electricity.” You can’t help but blush as they chuckle. “What I mean is like your tongue, your lips, body…just make me feel alive. You guys have always made me see stars when you make love to me but last night…I don’t know. It was like a drug. I didn’t want to stop or let you go. I love you both so much.”

“Well, I guess that answers that then.”, the long-haired demon teases. “We’re going to go get more of this potion.”

The ever present protector of the group exhales as he reaches above him for the information Jonathan gave them before they left. 

“At least we aren’t going somewhere super dangerous this time but I’m a little nervous about what we’ll need to do to get this.”

“Maybe we can find out some more information to prepare. We have time right? It’s not something we need right now.”

“Jonathan said it gave me six more months but he didn’t say how long me being able to touch you guys would last.”

They both laugh as Steve yanks you closer to his side. 

“I’m assume that means you enjoyed last night and want to do it again as soon as possible?”

Tilting your head, you tenderly kiss his lips before doing the same with Eddie. 

“I’d like to do it for the rest of our lives if we can.”

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