#star stable mysteries

[bellassoblr]

hi hello I FOUND SOMEONE WHO MADE A COVER OF THE SALON MYSTERY SONG !!!!

IT'S SUCH A BANGER I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S NOT MORE WELL KNOWN???? PLEASE THIS'LL BE ON REPEAT IN MY HEADPHONES

#sso mystery song #ssoblr #star stable #sso #star stable online #starstableonline #sso salon song #sso songs #until the real version is found this might help </3 #Youtube

[brookevesky]

i very much like going to Dark Core Oil Rig for photoshoots

#like the rain *mwah* #the moodyness #the mystery #also this photo is from like 3 years ago #sso #star stable #ssoblr #star stable online

[starshinedragon]

SSO New Feature: PANDORIAN PROPHECIES

Ydris' fortunes as they are in the game right now are pretty boring. Here are some upgrade ideas to add to make them more interesting.

A, Horse Prophecies: -> You recieve a random silly fortune related to horses, but the game uses info about your character to personalize it- examples: --This might be the day you buy the [ percheron (random horse breed) / black horse (random colour) ] you always dreamed of. --Fortune will favor you today if you decide to race with your [random horse breed you own] in the colours of [ the sky (random colour) ].

B, Mysterious Prophecies: -> You recieve a lore/quests/character/future related prophecies

Character related: --The four break the worlds, but the fifth one can save them. --Only you can see the true reality. You need but open your eyes. --The forebearers failed as it was written... will you repeat their mistakes? --The light blinds you to the truth of shadows. --A soul split between two worlds. You’re not as different from him as you think. --A star fell near the maw of darkness. It might still devour it. --Her light failed before. And it will fail again. --The Healer will fail, unless she can be as dangerous as she is feared. --Even the moon has a dark side. --The Scout’s vision will forever be clouded, until she is willing to look into the past. --She flew too close to the sun and has fallen from grace. --The Princess’ hybris may cost you everything. Every wish has a price. --The sun was extinguished, so the storm could rise. --Lightning flashes only briefly. The storm itself is dark. --If the Warrior doesn’t fight for the right reasons, the war is lost. --The Sage, the Sorcerer and the Seer all blind themselves to the truth. --The Sage failed before too many times and can’t believe anymore. This will be his downfall. --The Sorcerer was abandoned to head towards his downfall alone. Did this betrayal cost you victory? --The Seer hides his secrets in darkness. He is a coward and a hypocrite. --The Guardian guides you well, but he is too quiet about the truth. --The Wanderer may lead you astray. Be careful who deserves your trust. --The night always arrives in the end... even for the sun queen. --He served well. But no king rules forever. --The voice he heard was not an angel, but the devil. --The Warlock thinks he’s so important. But these powers tend to abandon you at the worst of times. He’s too arrogant to see that. --Hellfire heralds the new war. --The fires of war shall be reborn in the shadows of ash. --Darkness perishes in the dark place, but it never truly dies. --She brings the winter, perishes by frost and ice and emerges stronger. --When the sun eclipses, discord is born. --The false heir destroys the ancestor. --The dark child is a ruse. Not the night, but the dawn. --He always was, and always will be. You can’t drown the ocean, can’t kill death, can’t consume the void... --The mist... the mist blurs everything... but you shine through it like a star... he can see you.. it is your fault... --They sacrificed an angel to keep devil imprisoned. --The sacrifice was his awakening. The cycle will repeat until destiny is fulfilled.

Future related: --Torn between the triad of forces. But what is the right choice? --You may see his truth and her lies. --The fifth key can open all locks. But which are the right ones... --The three powers call for a fourth. It will either bind or break them. --You know where to find him. Approach. You shall be rewarded. --They all shall hear his whispers. They shall see the truth of the deep. --The stars shall burn out. The moon shall fade. The sun shall darken. And lightning covers the world in fires. The nightmare is nigh. --To save a world you have to let another perish. Are you ready to make the sacrifice? --This mist keeps him slumbering, but the fog will be an awakening. --Destined for freedom. You can only delay the inevitabe. --This happened again and again... will you be the last one? --It is destined to happen... what you fear the most... you will be its harbinger. --His will is fated to happen... one way or another... your every choice... you can’t run from from it... --Four keep him imprisoned, four light his way, and the fifth will decide his fate. --Will you betray your friends... or will your friends betray you? The choice must be made. --The lost child returns... to lead others back to him... --Your victories are futile. Only his glory lasts. This eclipse will last forever.

#sso #star stable online #starstableonline #sso ydris #sso circus #star stable #sso upgrade #sso lore #sso prophecy #sso characters #sso garnok #sso mystery

[idrille]

the things I would do to be a high ranking executive at dark core circa 1900. oh to be standing on the windy rainy deck of an oil rig in a long trench coat with a canister of bitter black coffee saying shit like. we will have our revenge soon. like it’s perfect for me it’s Perfect

#the dream……… #linda chanda digs up my cryptic bio from the silverglade archives years later and is like who is this mysterious woman #sigh im thinking about it every day #ssoblr #star stable online

[apples-stables]

My friend is making amazing SSO content. They're a super talented storyteller with more to come <3 They're so passionate about SSO and i highly recommend y'all check em out

#sso #star stable #horse game #sse #star stable online #the mystery fridges #im just sayin #Youtube

[horsegamergirl]

"Amethyst has been going out to find some friend the past few days. Today, she asked me to take her to Dino Valley, as she wasn't sure how to get there herself. I agreed and then waited for her at Nic's camp. I always forget how cold is that place, but luckily Polaris was there to give me warm hugs.

After some time, Amethyst returned!

And I saw her little friend! I didn't expect it to be a little fox.

Anyway, after that we helped a little around the camp and went back to Valedale, out of that winter."

#rp #oc rp #phoenix nightpath #amethyst #star stable online #sso #star stable #ssoblr #mysterious fox quest

[victoriousso]

a really enjoyable quest..

#love the mysterious background music #star stable #sso #star stable online #ssoblr #sso oc #starstableonline #starstable #star stable oc

[monstersighing]

Hello! I sAw your intro and was intrigued. I have a request,- you don't have to if its too much-

imagine AFAB reader who is a devotee to this Eldritch being, seeing them as a deity or a God. As the world grew more modern/OR there's a great war. SOMETHING that lead the other devotees to not believe in this being anymore, bUt ofcouRse, our reader are devoted n loyal to the being, iN which the being will RewaRd the reader

You could get creative with this! I imagine when the reader prays, the Eldritch will speak to them telepathically, (whether to ask for a sacrafice- oR other *orDers~*) SO, reader has a voice kink ;). And soMe other stuff too- like corruption, tentacles, anal, cunnilingus, edging, and over stim pleasee-! (if its too much I understand-)

Bonus if our devotee reader was rlly innocent before hand :)

Thank You!! ~ 💫

Eldritch Being/Deity x AFAB Reader

Title: Fearfully and Wonderfully Made

NSFW, 18+, MDNI

Content: dubious consent, religious kink, corruption, tentacles, voice kink, praise kink, edging, overstim, mindfuck, double penetration (v and a), cunnilingus.

Notes: Thank you for the idea shooting star anon. This is probably the filthiest thing I’ve ever written. I hope you enjoy it.

Constructive feedback from readers is appreciated.

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Your God is one of secrets, veiled and hidden, his mysteries not fully known to you.

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When the army approaches, the convent Mother hands you a leather-bound book and tells you to run, as far and as fast as you can.

You stop after the sun begins to set. When you look back, you can see a thick plume of smoke rising in the air, above where the convent should be.

You find yourself alone for the first time in your life. All the temples to your God that you pass are ransacked and burned with no worshippers left.

When you pray, there is no answer. But you keep your faith.

You head east because that is where your God first revealed himself. You keep away from the towns, frightened of the men that gather in the streets with their loud voices and assessing eyes. You are innocent. You know what they would do to someone like you if you were found out.

The next evening, you page through the book that was given to you. Between prayers and invocations for your god it is illustrated: a penis twined in a feeler, spitting pearly beads of come from its fat head, breasts gripped by tentacles, men and women drawn with every hole stuffed, heads flung back in ecstasy.

You feel your crotch grow more sensitive and liquid with each page. You lie on your back and your hands roam under your clothes to pluck your nipples, then glide down your stomach to scratch at your thighs. When you can resist no longer, you open your thighs wide and rub two fingers across your soaking slit and push them inside.

You’re bucking against your fingers, almost at your climax, when you hear a voice.

Stop.

You freeze. There you are my little servant, the voice says, pleased.

After that each time you stop to rest and before you sleep your God is there telling you to touch yourself for him. You feel his presence as you push your fingers into your mouth to suck on and then rub at your clit. You chase your pleasure and each time your Lord tells you to stop, you do. Even when your body is shaking from the need to come. Your needy cunt throbs as you make your way to the place you will finally meet him.

You had been kept pure in the convent, awaiting the ritual that would make you your Lord’s bride. But when he demands you debase yourself you follow his command. He tells you where to go, and in these places, there is always someone willing to take your body and use it.

You will offer up your pain and your pleasure to me, your God says, and I will grow strong again.

You kneel in a stable, a cock pushed in your mouth then down your throat until tears leak from your eyes. At an inn, a man spanks you so hard that when you bounce in his lap after, the fingers digging into your ass leave you gasping. In front of a campfire, two men fill your mouth and cunt with their cocks so the movement of one pushes you deeper onto the other; after, a third man slides into your dripping cunt and his thrusts buckle your arms into the dirt. He pulls out to come and stripes your back with his spunk.

Each time, you climax to the rumble of your Lord’s approval in your head and his name on your tongue. The bruises on your knees, the ruined rasp of your voice, the spilt seed dirtying your flesh. All are marks of your devotion to him.

His voice becomes more powerful, a constant buzz filling your head that makes you shake and tremble.

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The temple you find is abandoned. But the altar is still there, surrounded by burnt-out candles.

A cloth-covered statue stands in front of the altar. You remove it, fold down to your knees and gaze at your God. The statue is the green of old copper. A shrouded face devoid of detail except for six eyes made of ruby. Numerous tentacles spill forth from under a mantle. You imagine those tendrils tight on your tender flesh.

You strip yourself bare and read the prayer to invoke your God. The cool air of the temple brings goosebumps to your skin, and you shiver. The anticipation of his arrival makes you wet. You clench your thighs around nothing, aching to be filled.

You know he has arrived by the scent that appears, like the air before the storm.

My most devoted one, he says.

The words warm you, but you are afraid to turn. You keep your eyes on the statue and reply, “My Lord”.

His tendrils slide across your arms and pull them behind your back. Your thighs are forced apart. A sticky tentacle pries its way into your mouth and holds down your tongue. Two more slide up your thighs where they rub in an alternating rhythm across your slit, sliding but not pressing in.

The first tentacle pushes in and seems to grow fatter. The stretch burns. The other rubs against your clit hard and insistent, and you whimper. Your hips twitch, wanting more. You feel your Lord touch the edges of your mind, and then push deeper, into your memories, even as the tentacle pushes deeper into your hole.

You are pressed to the stone floor of the temple as the length of the tentacle inside you rams in and out of your cunt with a squelching sound. The one in your mouth twines with your tongue and pulls. You feel the chilled stone floor against your cheek but also –

-- your hair being pulled as your face is fucked and –-

-- your already red and puffy nipples being bitten and --

-- come spattering over your face as you grind your hips back on another man’s cock and --

-- you feel your orgasm seize your body whole and --

Time stops, and you are held on the precipice of your orgasm.

You have made yourself my perfect servant, and you will reap the rewards.

And your orgasm crashes down and your God says, Now we begin.

Tentacles lift you and you are splayed on your back over the altar, your legs held wide. Your hands are released, and your God looms over you. You cannot see his face, only the suggestion of many eyes that makes you dizzy to look at. Your God dips his head, and a ridged tongue appears from under his hood. It rasps over your nipples making you squirm and then trails down to your stomach where it stops.

Hold yourself open for me.

You pull your cunt lips wide for his inspection. You see yourself then, through your lord’s eyes – your chest heaving, and your hole stretched ready to be fucked into - and feel his hunger.

So delicate, he says. So desperate.

His tongue laps against you, the irregular surface causing shocks of pleasure when it flicks over your clit. It wriggles inside you, torturously slow until you are filled to the brim. When his tongue begins to move your hands drop to the cool stone of the dais and you scrabble uselessly for purchase.

You cry out with loss when the tongue is removed, and then again with delight when he sheaths himself in your cunt with the thick tentacle that juts out of his mantle where a man’s cock would be. Two smaller tentacles spread your cheeks and drip fluid across your asshole, circling and pushing in you in a sinuous glide. Your body is full to bursting, and it trembles, overstimulated. The exquisite ache builds and when you climax again, it rips through you with every muscle tensing and then relaxing.

Your now limp body is buffeted by the three tentacles’ increasingly punishing thrusts, and you hear a loud “uhuhuhuh” echoing off the walls of the temple. Your foggy mind realizes that the noise is coming from you.

The tentacles press deep with a final hard grind and fluid spurts from them. The liquid fills your cunt and asshole. The two tenacles in your ass slip out, and you feel the fluid leak out of you and drip onto the floor.

A feeler plucks the hood from your God’s head. Another holds your face so you cannot look away.

You see your God’s face.

It is beautiful.

It is terrifying.

Looking into your Lord God’s many eyes, the most afraid and most joyful you have ever been, you think that this is what you were made for. To service your God in any way he sees fit.

You feel his approval clamour through your body. You come again clenching on the tentacle still spearing your cunt, and shake apart.

Then, all is dark.

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After, you crawl down from the altar and stand on legs that are as wobbly as a newborn colt. And it does feel like you have just been born, changed into something new.

Your God wraps you in a robe of silk, embroidered with a coiling design you remember from the convent. Draped in it, you walk out of the abandoned temple with your Lord God’s fluids still leaking out of you.

There is no fear left in you. You know what you must do: go and create new converts in any and every way your Lord asks.

#monster smut #monster lover #monster x reader #monster fucker #monster x human #eldritch being x human #tentacles #tentacle kink #tentacle monster #answered requests #monstersighing #Terato #teratophillia #monster fucking #monster romance

[servantofthefates]

The Major Arcana as People

The Fool

Uranian energy. Someone strange, eccentric, unpredictable.

The Magician

Mercurian energy. Someone intelligent. Has a way with words.

The High Priestess

Moon or Dianic energy. Someone intuitive. Has a built-in lie detector.

The Empress

Venusian energy. Gorgeous. Loves beauty and fashion.

The Emperor

Aries personality. Brave and fiery. Extroverted and assertive.

The Hierophant

Taurus personality. Enduring and stable. Potential for affluence.

The Lovers

Gemini personality. Or simply confirms this is your soulmate.

The Chariot

Cancer personality. Emotionally soft but mentally strong.

Strength

Leo personality. Someone courageous, chivalrous, charismatic.

The Hermit

Virgo personality. Someone precise, organized and analytical.

Wheel of Fortune

Jupiterian energy. Someone naturally lucky. Generous and kind.

Justice

Libra personality. Polished. Extroverted but in a refined way.

The Hanged Man

Neptunian energy. Deep and profound. Quiet but formidable.

Death

Scorpio personality. Someone mysterious, seductive, irresistible.

Temperance

Sagittarius personality. Outgoing, versatile, open-minded.

The Devil

Capricorn personality. Someone determined, ambitious, worldly.

The Tower

Martian energy. A mix of Aries and Scorpio. Incredibly intense.

The Star

Aquarius personality. Innovative and smart. Friendly yet lonely.

The Moon

Pisces personality. Introverted. Loner. Creative. Mystic.

The Sun

Apollonian energy. Someone who exudes joy and warmth.

Judgement

Plutonian energy. Powerful. Or simply a soulmate confirmation.

The World

Saturnian energy. Disciplined and serious. Magnet for success.

#Tarot #Tarot tips #Witch tips #Witchblr #servantofthefates #Tarot meanings #Astrology #All About Tarot

[scuderiasundays]

the one where the stars aligned

summary: 3 am flashbacks to packed pizzerias, comfortable silences, and post-race kisses + a little insta au at the end 💌

words: 871

a/n: writing fics is my form of self care. i’m seeing a lot of lando love so i thought i’d whip something up! tagging @vamossainz55, @sainzcaleruega , @monzabee, @ssainzz, @holllandtrash, and @diorleclerc just because. feedback appreciated as always. hugs and kisses 🫶🏼

"Come on, put down the melatonin gummies and lend a hand," Lando's voice beckoned, as he motioned for you to join him. It was Lando's brilliant idea to start building shelves for his prized helmet collection at the ungodly hour of 3 AM. Despite feeling drained from a full day of traveling, jet lag refused to let either of you rest. As you took in the sights of Monaco in the dark, your mind couldn't help but picture everyone sound asleep in their beds—a stark contrast to the state you and Lando were in, blasting Burna Boy and diving headfirst into a DIY date night.

You plopped down beside him, and he handed over some screws and posts. To be honest, you had no clue what you were doing, so you just sat there, watching your boyfriend hum along and niftily arrange the pieces. There was a particular air about Lando when he was focused: his slightly creased forehead, furrowed eyebrow, and bitten lip. He caught you midthought and playfully said, "Less staring, more doing," as he handed you the instruction manual.

Maybe it was the sleep deprivation or the fact that your two-year anniversary was coming up, but you found your mind aimlessly wandering. Lando had entered your life at a time when you least expected it. It all began on an evening out in London, which your friends now playfully referred to as "The One Where the Stars Aligned."

You had found yourselves scrambling for a last-minute table at a quaint pizzeria one of you had discovered on TikTok. The restaurant, a charming hole-in-the-wall, was filled to the brim with lively conversation and the aroma of freshly baked pizza. Your waiter hastily directed you to a 10-person table at the heart of the bustling scene, disappearing before any of you could say a word. The long table was already occupied by a few guys who looked to be your age. Reluctant but ravenous, you found yourself settling beside one of them. Throughout the night, you and your mystery man talked nonstop, effortlessly volleying back and forth. The rest, as they say, was history.

There were countless reasons you loved your boyfriend, but a few things really stood out. Lando's attentiveness was unmatched. If a conversation made you uneasy, he would pick up on it and hurry to your side, ready to rescue you from any situation. If he noticed a Netflix show had you on the verge of tears, he would edge closer to you on the couch and quietly slide over a box of tissues. If you were lost for words to congratulate him on an impressive drive, he would kiss you simply to shut you up.

Even though Lando's job required him to exude confidence and poise in public, behind closed doors, he was just as much of an introvert as you. Whether sitting side by side in his driver's room, with him editing photos and you buried in a book, there was an ease to the silence that never felt uncomfortable. It was your way of recharging your social batteries, soaking up each other's presence without the need for constant conversation.

You had also grown to love the people Lando surrounded himself with. He was big on quality time and always sought to spend as much of it with you as possible. Initially unsure if his friends would appreciate your constantly hanging around, you were pleasantly surprised when they warmly embraced you into their circle. "I'm just glad he's found someone else to bother instead of P and me," Max jokingly said during a double date at the driving range.

Your bond with Flo had also grown stronger, as you joined her for one-on-one horse-riding lessons at the stables. She would share stories about little Lando, granting you intimate glimpses into his past that, without him knowing, made you love him even more.

Lando went above and beyond to introduce you to the other drivers too. You often third-wheeled on Carlando outings, intervening when they bickered like an old couple. On some nights, he’d arrange actual double dates with Carmen and George, the three of you trying but always failing to convince Lando to try some sushi.

You were the first person he FaceTimed when Daniel had confided he’d be back on the grid sooner than expected. “If this leaks, I’ll know who to hunt down,” he giggled while munching a chicken quinoa wrap, his staple pre-race meal.

Lost in reverie, you hadn’t even realized you’d zoned out until Lando waved his hands frantically in front of you, snapping you back to reality. The shelves were now magically built, showcasing the colorful helmets he’d raced in and swapped over the years.

“What were you thinking about, babe?” He asked as he stepped back to double check that the shelves were even.

“Just how much I love you,” you replied as you gave him a peck on the cheek.

If you could be anywhere in the world, you’d still choose to be right there with him, watching the sunrise paint your apartment the warmest shade of orange. You closed your eyes and silently prayed that you and Lando would always be this close, forever and ever.

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landonorris: a few of my favorite thingssss

yourusername: not even pressed danny ranks higher than me! he’s back like he never left 🙌🏼

danielricciardo: bisous

landonorris: nobody compares to you, baby!!

flonorris1: don’t have too much fun without me, lovebirds 🧡

heidiberger_: what a flight! let @yourusername and i know if anyone wants to join our “my boyfriend has a distinctive laugh” club

yourusername: more like the “i couldn’t get any sleep because my boyfriend kept cackling” club 🫠

fan2: the wags are spilling tea and i ADORE them

barbiethemovie: she’s everything. he’s just ken.

mclaren: in lando we trust 🫡

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[lolomidi]

The Price of Entertainment: An Episode-By-Episode Analysis of Alastor's Facade

I don’t think any character in Hazbin Hotel has been discussed as much as Alastor, and it’s a testament to how much the writers put in his character that the mystery of his intentions, past, and contract have been so debated on.

There are some takes I vehemently disagree with, but something a lot of people seem to have settled on is that Alastor is, behind his massive ego and cool-headed persona, insecure about his place in Hell after his long “sabbatical.” I want to do an episode-by-episode analysis of Alastor’s behavior and how Season 1 shifts our view of him from an unquestionably powerful Overlord to something with more depth, and while I won’t be speculating on who owns his soul and how he’ll break that contract in those post, I will take a guess at the future of his character in a narrative sense. I will also implicitly be addressing my issues with some of the conclusions others have made, or at least playing devil's advocate.

NOTE: I want to clarify that none of this is meant to depict Alastor as some poor woobie. He’s still awful. He’s in Hell for several reasons and being a serial killer is only one of them. Rather, I want to analyze what is shown to us about him, and how those story beats can be used to determine where he’ll end up by the finale of the series.

ALSO NOTE: I haven’t followed all of VivziePop’s comments outside of the show about the characters, and it’s possible that certain details have been changed between the release of the pilot and the show, so take any mentions of what hasn’t been explicitly depicted within the show with a grain of salt.

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Part 1: Recap Analysis

This section will consist of commentary regarding Alastor's appearance and behavior in the given episodes, with retrospection based on new information given in later episodes if needed.

“Overture”: Alastor is pretty one-to-one with his depiction in the pilot in the first episode. He’s snarky, open about his sadism, but helpful if begrudgingly so. Interestingly, he’s able to put together a well-edited, if tonally awful, commercial, and probably could have done better if he weren’t intentionally being an ass about it. From the finale we know that he and Vox likely used to have a more magnanimous relationship, and it’s likely that he picked up some tools of the digital trade in that time despite or before being turned off completely by it.

“Radio Killed the Video Star”: Vox effectively plays heel for Alastor this episode as we continue that first impression of the Radio Demon. We spend a good time showing off the former’s power and how far his roots have spread throughout Hell’s society, only for Alastor to effortlessly trounce him and steal from his audience, despite being gone for so long and his position in Hell less stable. This indicates that Alastor does still have pull, but at the same time that his position in the hierarchy of Hell is being contested due to the length of his absence. He deals with it easily here, but we’ll see in subsequent episodes that things aren’t as smooth as they first seem.

“Scrambled Eggs”: In terms of the eggs, there’s not much to talk about. He begrudgingly accepts Vaggie’s request to get rid of them “humanely,” but brings them back to the hotel after they prove to be useful spies.

More importantly, we get our first small hint that Alastor’s ego can be bruised when Carmilla doesn’t humor him during the meeting between Overlords. Now, I actually disagree with a lot of the takes on this episode in that I think it indicates that at least some of Alastor’s views and need to prove himself as a powerful Overlord are the result of self-delusion. Yes, he does need to reestablish himself as a person not to be messed with after being gone for so long, but I think it isn’t as bad as some are making it out to be, which makes his behavior in later episodes more strange and excessive if anything.

Carmilla, who mind you is a busy and stressed woman trying to hide the fact that she’s successfully murdered an angel, hits his ego by not caring where he’s been (something he wouldn’t have revealed in the first place), but she also welcomes him back, which is more than you could say to Velvette and by extension the Vees. And minutes before that, Zestial, who’s probably the highest on their totem pole, does go out of his way to meet with Alastor and inquire about where he’s been. Alastor himself gets over the slight pretty quickly and has no issue contributing to the meeting. Overall, he isn’t necessarily terrifying other overlords, but he still has an established place with them and they do seem to get along well enough. He’s “part of the group” unlike the Vees, who are treated more like upstart outsiders.

I also want to point out that despite Zestial likely outranking Alastor in power, they seem to be alright with each other. Alastor is cordial and does not demonstrate a desire to antagonize him like he does Lucifer in the next episode. Speaking of which…

“Dad Beat Dad”: This episode gives us a lot to chew on and is the first major indicator that Alastor’s issues go beyond wanting to be the center of the room. From the very moment Lucifer walks into the hotel*, his eye is twitching and he is visibly pissed. Lucifer undermining him (notably contrasting Zestial, who is polite despite his power) doesn’t help and makes Alastor let loose his first swear in the entire show. Being the petty bitch he is, Alastor, knowing he can’t intimidate Lucifer in any way, immediately goes for his weak point–Charlie–and plays up the role of a caretaker for her and the hotel. It’s a low blow, but it also feels like a defense–he’s signaling to Lucifer that this is his hotel, that things are taken care of already, and that they do not need his assistance, even though they ultimately do in order to get a meeting with Heaven.

But then things get more complicated with the appearance of Mimzy, who, to the surprise of several characters due to his solitary nature, was friends with Alastor all the way back when they were alive, and she carries a load of implications with her. She’s the only crack so far at what a “human” Alastor is like–apparently he’s a heavyweight drinker, a good dancer, and most notably, in Mimzy’s words, a sweet man who "becomes a kitten" when he's drunk. This is a huge departure from the unflappable, egotistical Radio Demon we’ve known up to now, and I think it’s a purposeful choice that we’re hearing this information but not shown it like his early days in Hell just prior. It’s simultaneously left to the imagination but difficult to do so because it contrasts so heavily with everything that has been shown to us beforehand. Another thing is that Mimzy is sure that Alastor will clean up her mess–and apparently this isn’t the first time he has, if Husk is anything to go by. So many people seem to miss this, but Alastor, who hates being tied down or disrespected, has been allowing Mimzy to leech off of him, presumably due to their past friendship making him turn a blind eye.

Alastor is on edge for this entire episode and is already unusually snappy when Husk addresses Mimzy, and pushing the button that was his contract is what sends him over the edge. His temper exploding is a direct result of his feeling that his control over both the hotel (via Lucifer) and his personal life (via Husk’s “doubt” that he can handle everything and that his reputation is what it used to be, plus the reminder of his deal) is being taken away from him. Alastor’s threat to Husk, which seems to not be his usual behavior if Husk’s willingness to show concern and talk back in the first place is anything to go by, is an attempt to remind both of them that he holds the cards, that he’s a powerful Overlord that is not to be trifled with, and he explicitly says as much when he goes out to deal with what Mimzy’s dragged in.

It’s only after he lets his anger out on the mobsters and “proves himself” that he visibly calms down and makes the logical decision to tell Mimzy to leave with a serious attitude, and also doesn’t antagonize anyone for the rest of the episode. It seems like despite his fury earlier, he was listening to Husk, who’s rightfully smug about it. He’s even present when Charlie declares her desire to protect her people, and his smile seems just a tad bit more genuine.

*Note: it’s not impossible that Alastor has some sort of personal grudge against Lucifer which caused his hate-on-first-sight, depending on the circumstances of his disappearance and contract (i.e. if it’s with Lilith).

“Hello Rosie!”: As opposed to Dad Beat Dad, Hello Rosie is arguably where we see Alastor at his most in-his-element. He gives off a lot of conflicting vibes at the beginning, from mocking Charlie’s distress to, in a shockingly honest moment, lecturing her about the importance of a smile to portray strength, a card we’d only been shown due to comments outside of the show. He smugly holds his knowledge over Charlie’s head but is visibly impatient to have her make a blank check of a deal with him, solid enough to benefit him but vague enough so that Charlie won’t feel immediately threatened. He’s clearly been waiting for an opportunity like this since the events of the pilot.

After that, he puts back on his gentleman’s demeanor and introduces Charlie to Rosie, and from here on he’s arguably at his most comfortable in the entire show. He’s relaxed around Rosie and is actually willing to ask for her help (something I can’t see him doing with any other character), casually complains about Susan, is encouraging to and praises Charlie even behind her back, and most notably, gives her his radio cane unprompted. More on that later. He also mentioned wanting to guide Charlie to Rosie specifically, implying that he was being genuine about wanting to act as a mentor to her, though his intentions are probably self-beneficial.

“The Show Must Go On”: The finale is arguably the most revealing episode on what Alastor’s inner world is like, as we see him unmasked several times. For one, his private admission to Niffty, the closest thing he has to a friend within the hotel, that he’s enjoyed watching the other residents connect to each other. This is in direct opposition to his initial (stated) reason for helping the hotel in that he wanted to watch them all fail, and yet he seems content with his initial assumptions being proven wrong. There’s no malice or sarcasm in this moment, he’s relaxed and talking to someone he relatively trusts.

And so he goes into the battle swinging and confident. Then, of course, Adam.

I want to bring up something before we keep going. Yes, fighting Adam without angelic weaponry was a needless risk. Yes, Alastor fell victim to the very sloppiness and arrogance he accused Adam of, and it’s thematically appropriate that he was the only one to lose his battle in that he was fighting for his own ego more than “love.” But also, people seem to forget that Alastor is the only demon in the entire show with a precedent for permakilling without an explicit reliance on angelic weaponry, as the Overlords he toppled in his original rampage seem to have never returned. He’s egotistical, but not stupid. He may have genuinely believed that he had the means to kill Adam himself but didn’t get the chance/couldn’t due to his contract or absence possibly weakening him. But that's speculation for another day.

So, he has to retreat before Adam double-taps his ass and is too injured to return until after the extermination. He makes a grand exit, but not before grabbing the broken pieces of his radio cane. The one he allowed Charlie to use just an episode prior, and presumably is a conduit for his powers, and he grabs it while a murderous angel is inches away from wiping him off the face of Hell.

His portion of “Finale” is the first time we see him singing alone and not playing off someone in a duet. It’s obvious that he’s trying to keep his composure, still speaking to himself in his artificial transatlantic accent (which we now know for a fact he doesn't need to do, seeing as he finally broke character when Adam wrecked his cane) and reassuring himself that he’ll come out on top next time. But here his front shatters and we openly see what the show has been hinting he is for the first time: a deeply paranoid, desperate, and unstable man.

Essentially the worst-case scenario has happened: after a season of interfering with every attempt to capture him on camera, Vox has footage of him at his lowest point for all of Hell to see, and he’ll have “died” a martyr, a weakling, and still in the chains of an unwanted contract. For Alastor, who is so deeply afraid of showing any sign of vulnerability, who wants to be seen as a monstrous Overlord, it’s understandable that this humiliation is enough to send him into a mental spiral and recant any fondness for the hotel in favor of accomplishing his own goals. Worse yet, when we next see him he gives zero indication of any of this even when Charlie and company are simply glad that he's alive, which leaves us to wonder: has he been like this behind the smile from the very beginning?

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Part 2: Closing Thoughts and Future Speculation

With everything we’ve taken note of above, we can start to piece together a picture of who this guy is, and what the writers are going to do with him.

Alastor is sentimental. It’s not just his attachment to older technology or his love for being the center of everyone's attention. He likes being around people, he has friends, one of which he continuously indulged despite her using him multiple times, and he ultimately was starting to enjoy his time at the hotel before his defeat spooked him. Despite him using her, the fact that he was even willing to let Charlie use his cane (and note that he takes it from her as soon as she’s given a substitute, so that is a significant gesture for him) is an implicit display of trust whose implications don’t become apparent until the finale.

But this is paired with deep insecurity. Alastor, despite being one of the most powerful people in the Pride Ring, has a crippling fear of being seen as vulnerable or “lesser” by others. There could be multiple overlapping reasons for this: the general climate of Hell, whatever happened to him seven years ago, his experiences as a mixed-race human living in Prohibition-era Louisiana, his original death, a natural predisposition, etc.

Regardless, this anxiety of his is so overwhelming that, when paired with the ever-present stress of not owning his own soul, it’s driving him insane. He made a splash in Hell upon entry and now he’s desperately trying to reinvoke that in order to defend himself both physically and mentally. He’s the gifted kid who’s slowly going nuts trying to keep up an impossible momentum as they grow older. He’s an ex-human denying his humanity because he doesn’t want to feel human. Everyone’s out to get him, and anyone who could be an enemy is an enemy unless he has total control over them via a contract, power, or the reassurance of years of close friendship. It’s why he’s cordial to Zestial but takes Carmilla (who wasn't even trying to spite him) and Lucifer’s comments personally, in the same way someone with low self-esteem might want to lash out against an authority figure who they feel is looking down on them.

Worse yet, he can’t/won’t let these feelings out and is bottling them up so that no one will know he feels this way (note how quickly he was able to relax in Dad Beat Dad when he was given an outlet for his stress), because that’s a sign of weakness too. It’s honestly kind of frightening that in his final scene he gives zero indication of being injured or of just having had a meltdown. By all outside accounts, he’s his usual chipper self, and no one at the hotel save for maybe Husk, who can’t say anything Alastor doesn’t want him to, would realize anything is amiss. The reason his part of “Finale” is chilling isn’t just because of the implications that he will become an antagonist in the future–it’s that his mental state is so poor that he is no longer acting rationally, which makes him unpredictable in the worst possible way.

I think Alastor’s character arc isn’t going to be redemption by way of going to Heaven, I don't think that place is his style anyway, but rather redemption of his own self-image. I don’t think the writers would make what is arguably the most popular and well-developed character in the show just to say that he’s hopelessly evil and simply end it at that. We’ve been exposed to multiple facets of his character, and while his deeds and probably his intentions are sinister, his underlying motivation for it all seems to be “freedom,” which decidedly isn’t (unless your name is Eren Jaeger).

I do believe that he’ll have his villain moment where he indulges in his worst impulses, but that ultimately it won’t do anything to fulfill him, because as we see in the official comics before the release of the show (which may no longer be canon but still give a viable “baseline” for the characters), when his desire to be feared and respected is granted, it only isolates him. Like the others, he’ll have to hit rock bottom before he can climb back up.

Pentious, who was successfully redeemed, needed to understand that people weren’t out to get him, which allowed him to make the decision to put his friends before himself and trigger his selfless sacrifice. Angel, who’s well on his way to redemption, needed to realize he wasn’t alone and could rely on others, and his confidence and self-love has grown enormously since then. I think these are both lessons Alastor will need to learn eventually as well. He’s the manager of the hotel, but also undoubtedly a patient. He’s hungry for freedom, but only when he learns these lessons will he be truly free.

Or maybe I’m thinking too much into it idk lmaooooo

#hazbin hotel #hazbin theory #hazbin hotel theory #hazbin analysis #zestial morde #carmilla carmine #lucifer morningstar #hazbin lucifer #charlie morningstar #hazbin hotel rosie #hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel alastor #alastor #thank god i finally released this now i never have to think about this show again #that tragic feeling when the tumblr sexyman bait is the best character in the show #alastor does not have a blanket hatred for everyone who's more powerful than he is #if he did then he'd despise charlie too and genuinely doesn't seem to #rather it's towards ANYONE whether stronger or weaker than him who refuse to acknowledge him #oooooooh this boy's got a complex but he's a VivsiePop character so it's par for the course #but anyway some of the takes people have made on him are abysmal to me so i wrote my first tumblr post in a decade

[teamatsumu]

kinktober 2023 -> day 18

hair pulling - kozume kenma x reader

word count: 669

kinktober masterlist

Kozume Kenma was complicated.

He confused everyone around him. His friends, colleagues, acquaintances. He was quiet and unexpressive, and that made him difficult to connect with. He often came off as intriguing and mysterious. Even when he played volleyball back in high school, it was a well known fact that opposing teams were wary of Nekoma’s setter above everything else. If there was anyone who understood him, it was Kuroo. And you, of course you.

It had taken years and years of awkward friendship and then awkward relationship before Kenma really opened up to you. Where you two were now was the very peak, but it had not always been like this. You were sure that if you hadn’t loved the boy so much for so long, Kenma would still elude you. But not now. Now, you could play Kenma like a puppet. And that’s exactly what you were doing with your skilled fingers at this very moment.

“Again.” Kenma’s husky voice hit your ear, shivers traveling down your spine at the sound. You obeyed and curled your fingers into a fist again, causing the strands of hair between them to stiffen as you pulled. A broken moan left his lips, muffled into the crook of your neck. His hips stuttered, his rhythm breaking, and your breath caught in your throat when his cock shifted inside you, hitting at a new angle.

“Kenma.” You whined when he established a stable pace again, hips jerking into you over and over. He was panting and gasping as you twisted and tugged at his hair, the tingles from his scalp running down his spine and his blood shooting straight to his dick. Kenma groaned, feeling his thrusts faltering once more. You bit your bottom lip as the coil inside you tightened. You wanted to cum so bad, and lucky for you, you knew just what to do to get there.

You relocated your hand in Kenma’s hair to grip it closer to the roots and gather more of it in your hands. The silky soft strands were pliant and easy to manage as they bent to your will. You had always loved Kenma’s hair, but it wasn’t until a few months ago that you had noticed how his eyes would flutter and his breath would hitch when you ran a hand through it and gave it a playful tug. You did a lot more than that now, pulling so hard that Kenma’s head shot back, his bare neck extending and back arching a bit. You watched his eyes squeeze shut, his pouty lips part as he sucked in a sharp breath, eyebrows furrowing as the mix of pleasure and pain brought him closer to the edge right along with you.

“Faster, baby.” You whispered. “I’m so close. Wanna cum.”

Another harsh tug. Kenma let out a long drawn out moan, his neck and chest flushed and skin shiny with sweat. His arms struggled to hold him up, trembling under the weight of the sensations going through his body. But his hips didn’t fail you. He was frantic, pounding into you so hard and fast that it made your body stiffen up. Fuck, that was just right. And as your muscles locked, your orgasm washing over you, you tugged harshly on Kenma’s hair, an involuntary action that pushed him over the edge too, slamming his cock deep into you before releasing hot and white inside you, eyes rolling up and mouth dropping open. He rutted into you, moaning and shuddering as wave after wave of wonderful high traveled through his body, lighting stars behind his tightly closed eyelids.

You cooed and praised him when he collapsed on you, breathing heavily, body still shaking. You ran soothing fingertips through his sensitive head, softly scratching where you knew you had pulled the hardest, until his muscles were loosening up and he slumped completely, his weight entirely on you. Kenma hummed his appreciation, nuzzling his face into your neck. You smiled.

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[piived]

𝐃𝐏𝐱𝐃𝐂 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞/𝐖𝐈𝐏 — ‘𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬’

(barely post I-Like-You confession so still very early stage of their relationship — Danny just found out about Jason’s secret identity-and subsequently all of the other Bat identities, Jason knows that Danny died and came back but not that he’s half ghost, so Danny decides it’s time to take the leap)

part 2

Danny stepped onto the ledge and closed his eyes, grinning into the crisp wind. The air wasn’t necessarily fresh, it was still Gotham after all, but being this high up was always invigorating and refreshing nonetheless.

The wind whipped at his jacket and clothes and he laughed, holding out his arms and letting the breeze pass over him. He heard Jason take a step closer to him and spun himself around to face the maskless vigilante who was tense and looked ready to grab hold of Danny at a moment’s notice, but his eyes were soft as he took in Danny’s grin.

“Not scared of heights, I take it?” Jason cocked an amused brow. Danny laughed and shook his head.

“Nah, you die once and things like heights don’t really have the same effect. Now, put me on a boat in the ocean and we’d be having some very strong words.”

Jason scoffed and stepped closer, a smile playing at the edges of his mouth. Danny wanted to kiss him. Badly.

“Says the guy who wants to go to literal space, which many argue is much scarier,” Jason teased. It was Danny’s turn to scoff and he accompanied it with a truly impressive eye roll.

“Anyone who says space is scarier than the ocean is delusional. Space is huge and it could take a lifetime to find a hostile being unless you’re some sort of meta or have like a Bat-Spaceship — wait, does he have a Bat-Spaceship? Because that would totally rock,” Danny didn’t wait for an answer and Jason just grinned as he listened to his guy talk a million miles per hour, “The ocean is quite literally filled with things that both want to eat you and could eat you in a heartbeat,” Danny vented, “and besides, space is just objectively cooler and more interesting, like everyone can see stars and the moon and the sun no matter where on earth you are, but not everyone has access to even see the ocean!”

Jason finally bridged the gap and slung his arms around Danny’s waist, leaning forward to laugh into his shoulder. Danny pulled him closer, arms around Jason’s shoulders and laughed with him. They stayed like that for a long moment after the laughter died out and Danny got a sudden idea.

“Hey, Jayce?”

“Yeah?” Jason didn’t lift his head and just slightly tightened his arms.

“Since I now know about your secret identity and all I think it’s only fair I tell you my last secret too,” that got Jason’s attention and he pulled back to frown at Danny.

“What secret could you possibly have? Tim was very thorough in his ‘investigative’ stalking, you know,” Danny laughed and shrugged, pulling further from Jason’s embrace.

“Yeah, Tim’s very good at what he does. Scarily good, really,” Danny shuddered at the thought of exactly how thorough Tim was, “but,” he dragged out the word, “he didn’t catch everything.”

He leaned further back and Jason’s hands instinctively clutched onto his hips to keep him stable on the ledge. He looked a bit apprehensive now as he stared at Danny. “Okay, mystery boy. What is it?”

Danny smirked, “It’s easier if I show you. Trust me?”

Jason nodded without hesitation, “Of course I do.”

Danny nodded and before he could chicken out, he leaned forward and pressed his lips against Jason’s, making the poor man freeze in shock which was exactly what Danny needed to fall out of his grip, smiling wide and winking at Jason’s slack expression before pushing himself off and over of the ledge.

#oop 👀 i love a dramatic danny #i’ll post a part 2 if there’s interest #i have a bit more written for it #dpxdc #dpxdc drabble #dead on main #dead on main drabble #vee’s dpxdc writing #vee’s dpxdc drabbles #vee’s writing #vee’s drabbles #vee’s wips #vee’s dpxdc wips

[frazzledsoul]

A non exhaustive list of terrible things Liz Danes did/said after she showed up:

- Makes a beeline straight for the pot the minute she shows up

- Hasn't called to check on Jess once in the nine (!) months he's been gone from Stars Hollow

- It's established that she generally has a terrible track record with men/employment/stable housing

- It's also established she is easily able to manipulate Luke into doing her bidding and in pretending that every new terrible idea is no big deal

- Makes a show of introducing Jess to TJ and acting like she's the best mom ever despite his obvious discomfort

-Makes several statements to Lorelai to the effect that Luke has been cleaning up after her for her entire life and finding her jobs, apartments, helping her out financially, getting rid of dangerous men

- To quote Jess verbatim: "I don't like this guy. I don't like any of the guys. She doesn't give a crap what I think. I've got nineteen years of proof to back me up". She always chose her men over him, no matter how terrible they were.

- Luke is involved in sussing out Jess's whereabouts and living situation, giving him a place to sleep (thanks to Lorelai), offering him money to fix his car. Liz is not involved in any of that and doesn't offer. She signed off on being the parent a long time ago.

- Liz shows back up for the wedding and immediately manipulates Luke into helping arrange the wedding, selling jewelry in the diner, inviting strippers to the diner...when she's around, he ends up doing her bidding almost automatically. Zero boundaries.

- There's more references to her sketchy self-employment and the many times Luke watched it fall apart.

- Luke's the one who goes to New York, finds Jess, has him go back to Stars Hollow as a favor to him. No comment from Liz on his lifestyle or offering him a place to stay. Luke is the only one who fights with him about it. Luke's also the one to give him romantic advice as Liz is not involved in that at all.

- Liz reveals her romantic history right before the wedding. Second husband was okay, third husband was not and died mysteriously, boyfriend after third husband was also okay. This is also the only wedding she's not been drunk at.

- Liz assumes Jess broke Rory's heart even though she has no idea who that is. Lorelai steps in and defends Jess, saying it just didn't work out.

- Luke is roped into taking care of Liz and TJ for several weeks after they are in a car accident and following them around on the Ren Faire circuit. I only mention this because he is, as always, forever her caretaker.

- Liz and TJ get into a screaming fight early in S5 and ruin Luke and Lorelai 's date.

- Sometime in S5 or S6 Liz mentions that she's never made dinner, not once. Jess is around 20 years old at this time period. How did he eat?

-Liz manipulates Luke into letting TJ work at the construction at Lorelai's house. She cries and throws a tantrum until he gives in. TJ somehow knocks a big hole in the upstairs of Lorelai's house.

-Liz does not show up to Jess's open house, nor does she ever mention it (or him at all) afterwards. Luke shows up to support him and tells him he's proud of him. Mom can't be bothered.

-When Liz finds out she's pregnant with Doula, she casually mentions to Luke (in public!) that she binge drank while she was pregnant with Jess. Luke isn't shocked by this.

-Liz claims to Luke that TJ abandoned her after she told him she was pregnant. Luke goes to TJ and TJ reveals that Liz got violent and threw half the household objects at his head and kicked him out when he was excited about it. Luke goes to Liz afterwards and she rants that if she stays with TJ her kid's going to end up ruined and she'll have to send it away. Luke is the one who reminds her that Jess turned out OK and that he's actually doing great (not that Liz has any knowledge of this at all or should receive any credit for it). Liz and TJ reconcile.

- Liz and TJ invite Luke over for dinner in early S7. Their stove is broken. He has to make dinner himself (because of course he does). Despite formerly being supportive, they tell him Lorelai was bad for him and Liz says some mumbo jumbo about how they were never meant to be together. Luke runs into Lorelai at the grocery store and says the whole thing was a bad idea and he'll be civil to her, but he's not interested in a personal relationship again. Lorelai basically doesn't go anywhere in town she could run into him for the next six months (okay, the romantic advice isn't terrible per se but Liz is seriously inconsistent on this issue).

- Luke attends Doula's birth. Liz is excited about April being a free babysitter.

- Liz dumps Doula on Luke at work a few weeks after she is born because she "needs a break" and disappears for hours.

-Liz and TJ invite themselves to stay at Luke's apartment some weeks later, shortly after Lorelai and Christopher have broken up. Now Liz is all excited about Lorelai and Luke getting back together (pick a lane, woman).

-In the series finale, Liz tries to dump Doula on Luke at work AGAIN (how often does she do this?) Luke stops her before she can leave, and makes her take the baby with her.

-Liz and TJ are mercifully offscreen for AYITL. Jess fulfills the role of being Luke's sounding board and attempting to comfort him when he has problems with Lorelai and there are already enough quirky townies, so she isn't needed. TJ and Liz are involved in a mysterious vegetable cult that they eventually get kicked out of, which provides a reason for Jess to come into town every so often. He's now the support to his family that Luke used to be on his own. It's implied that this is not the first time TJ and Liz have gotten involved in a cult over the past few years

My point to all of this is that Liz is not stable, she's not a decent person, she has not "redeemed" herself, she may be clean and sober but she's still horribly selfish, unreliable, and a pain in Luke's ass. There's a bunch of stuff that is implied in Jess's behavior that indicates she was a horrible mom, but we don't get the full picture until she shows up. The full picture is...a lot worse.

#liz danes #anti liz danes #seriously #she's the worst #gilmore girls

[unclewaynemunson]

Thinking about regency era steddie where the Harringtons live in this big estate and Steve grows up there with the best possible education, but secluded from the real world, which he only knows through stories told by his teacher mr. Clarke.

Wayne Munson is their gardener and when he gets news that tragedy has struck his family in the city and his nephew has become an orphan, he manages to convince Mr. Harrington that they need another stable boy.

Steve keeps finding himself at the stables every spare moment he has to listen to all of Eddie's stories about his adventurous life in the city. He always loved mr Clarke's stories, but Eddie is an amazing storyteller who always leaves him craving for more. And eddie is just as captivated by the glimpses he gets of steve's life of richess and loneliness.

When the time comes for Steve to attend his first ball, he finds he has lost interest in what used to be everything he ever wanted. He doesn't care about pretty girls in dresses anymore, he just wants to be with Eddie in the hayloft.

But eddie wouldn't mind some of the glamour of Steve's world and Steve is happy to give that to him. He fetches Eddie one of his mother's old dresses and helps him tame his hair into a proper coiffure, then asks him for a dance in the straw. They dance among the horses until their feet ache and their mouths hurt from smiling and the stars are fading away in the morning light.

After Steve's parents pass and he inherits the estate, he finally has to get married. His mysterious wife Edith, who showed up out of nowhere without any connections or money and never does anything according to proper etiquette, is the subject of many town's gossip for years to come. Some claim she's a witch who enchanted the young Mr. Harrington, others say she was an orphaned wanderer charming enough to win his love with simple kindness. Their gardener will always be the only one to know the truth.

(EDIT: I wrote something about this)

#don't mind me rambling about stranger things #steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #wayne munson #fruity ficlet #stranger things

[rxqueenxgirl]

HOW ARE YOU PERCIEVED ? ♡ (detailed)

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take a deep breath and pick a pile!

pile 1: rx sun, rx five of swords, nine of swords, queen of wands, ten of pentacles, page of swords.

your friends perceive you as pessimist. there's something blocking your real happiness like stormy clouds block the sun, so it's hard for you to be radiant. you're not confident or powerful in their eyes, they often find you unrealistic due to your pessimism. to them, you're bored and always expecting failure.

your family perceives you as something they wished to fix. every family has its issues, but yours lived a war where everybody fought for their lives. you live in the middle of a conflict and they know it. they know you're tired. they want forgiveness, they want to reconcile, they want to fix what they broke. they have a constant resentment, they regret the position they gave you.

society perceives you as fulfilled. everybody has their social masks and yours is very convincing for how opposite it is from reality. you transmit the balance between strength and happiness. for those who don't know you yet, you seem warm and with a stable mindset. but sometimes they do see something strange behind, something that gives you the reason to have an almost perfect mask. you might think to yourself 'it's okay, it's okay, just pretend' in order to display a false confidence, because you don't want them to see what's really behind.

you perceive yourself as what's left after a nightmare. you feel like you're trapped in your own thoughts, you feel hopelessness towards yourself. you see yourself as a lost person, staying in the same state of suffering and negativity. the demands that are given to you leads you to this helplessness. you feel trapped in anxiety.

you want to be perceived as enough. you seek validation through your life, mostly in your career. you want people to look at you and see success. you want to exhale strength, so they can think you've been the strongest one, that has been through a lot in life but still got up and proved everybody that they were wrong. but you also want to be calm, you probably want to have your own place (maybe with a family) and live in constant peace.

in reality, you are the embodiment of adventure. you have so many potential, so many good energies within. you have amazing ideas for the future, you're just insecure about embracing that part of yours. you have an inner voice, like an inner child, wanting to be free of this tough energy you keep out of fear, and you need to follow it! don't repress the good things that remain in you, because you're extraordinary.

pile 2: nine of pentacles, rx star, three of wands, rx moon, eight of pentacles, knight of cups.

your friends perceive you as satisfied. they notice your self-control and emotional comfort, they think you're independent and know how to manage the things in your lifes, specially when it comes to finances. they know they can trust your intelligence, as you balance well your energies.

your family perceives you as unfaithful. you might come from a religious or spiritual family background. they think you've lost your hope on achieving the love that resides on this higher plan. all your happiness and comfort seems like a despair to them, like a mundane satisfaction. they wish to see you "healed" from your actual beliefs.

society perceives you as delusional. people often observe you as mysterious and mythical, they know you have a great balance in your energies and trust your own potential, and because of that they think you might be too ingenue to perceive the world around you. in reality, they don't understand how can someone have this courage to walk through the darkness. they don't understand your free spirit and wanderer nature. they want to be like you, but they can't and will never be able to be unless they risk to see more than the superficial.

you perceive yourself as frustrated. you know what you're capable of, but it brings you down when you can't get over the big obstacles in your plans, it makes you feel powerless. you tend to be perfectionist, and a not calculated thing can frustrate you to the point you question your whole path to where you're right now. failure can't be in your vocabulary, but neither does "enough".

you want to be perceived as helpless. you want someone to see your struggles and motivate you. you don't want to fall but at the same time you want people to be there if you fall and help you to get up. you're deemed to be the strongest soldier, if you fall nobody actually cares about it since you can look after yourself. you wish people saw you with more sensibility.

in reality, you are adventurous. you have the power to make anything happen only by putting your thoughts in your actions. you know your limits both mentally and physically, and nobody around you can use this strength better than you. don't let your frustrations consume you, this natural gift is not to be wasted.

pile 3: knight of cups, x of wands, the star, vii of cups, rx x of swords, viii of wands.

your friends perceive you as idealist. they know that when you want something you start to act immediately to get it. you're open-minded, they don't feel hesitant to share things with you. to them, you're someone fun to be around, you're spontaneous and always ready for a new adventure. they stereotype you as the social butterfly, the one striving to make everything around more relaxed.

your family perceive you as a big responsibility. sometimes you might feel like a burden to them, it happens because they are scared to lose control over you. they see you as a fragile bird wanting to fly out of their hands, they feel the duty to cage you. the thought that you can survive without them is threatening to their dignity. you are not their little girl/boy anymore and it gets them frustrated.

society perceives you as youthful. you have so many choices and dreams ahead of you, and people often get impressed of how you manage them in such simple way, it's almost as it's just a natural instinct because it was predestined to be like that. you don't necessarily come from a wealthy background, but you have enough tools to get into a great financial situation in future.

you perceive yourself as positive. you are in a tough position to rate yourself, so is safer to have faith on your healing process, which is more of developing a maturity you needed before. achieving this level of self-awareness is very important to you, the taste of control is better than you thought. you might look back and see your past self as ingenuous, but you don't actually hate them, you see them as an important element to that growth.

you want to be perceived as rejuvenated. you want everybody to recognize your hard work to move forward from the past defeat. people often see you're different, but they don't connect this to your effort. you feel like a little bit of recognition would help you in this situation, like a warm pet on the head reassuring you're doing a good work. you probably won't admit to anyone, but you want validation.

in reality, you are frustrated. you heal from your past actions, but you're enable to forgive yourself. the existence of obstacles in your way discourages you into continuing with perseverance. you feel like you're not doing enough and still immature, somehow not worthy of a bright future, but you need to have patience in moments like this... just rest! it's not going as well you thought? it's part of any journey.

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