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hocuspocusblr · 1 year ago
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HOCUS POCUS (1993) dir. Kenny Ortega
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leclercskiesahead · 3 months ago
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A very tiny throwback pic
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daniiiboo · 24 days ago
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mv1- champion
summary- after the last vegas gp, you and max have a cute moment :,)
dani's thoughts- AHHH! sorry it took me so long to post this, my procrastination boooo :( but congrats to max!!! im so happy for him :D
warning- uh nu uh nothin :)
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Bright lights of the Las Vegas Strip shone through the night, casting colorful luminescence across the city. The neon signs and the hustle of the crowd seemed almost like a world of their own, but inside the race paddock, everything was laser-focused on one thing: Max Verstappen's chance at his fourth World Championship.
It was an intense weekend, the energy palpable in the air, with fans lining the grandstands, their eyes fixed on the Red Bull driver. You’d been by Max’s side throughout the season, traveling the globe, sharing in both the highs and lows of his journey. Tonight, it all came down to this. If he could finish strong and secure the points he needed, he’d be crowned World Champion once again.
You were in the paddock, your heart racing as the laps ticked down. Max had been flawless all weekend, his precision in qualifying, the strategy in the race. You could see it in his eyes. He was on the edge of greatness. The fourth title was within his grasp.
From your vantage point alongside the pit wall, the roar of the cars passing was barely audible, yet tension hung thick in the air. You saw Max flying past every lap as he overtook the others with his gliding Red Bull through corners. Each turn was proof of the amount of work and commitment he has been putting into this. The end of the race was close by. He had done it. Max Verstappen was going to win the 2024 Formula 1 World Championship. He had secured enough points to clinch the title with a race to spare, an achievement few drivers could boast. The whole Red Bull garage erupted into a chorus of cheers, but you didn't hear them, not really. The only sound one could hear was the beating of one's own heart, like a drum with excitement and pure pride.
When Max crossed the line with the checkered flag waved above him, time literally came to a standstill. It all felt like a dream-a surreal moment when the world stopped for the feat that was just accomplished by this driver. Suddenly, the radio crackled as his race engineer's familiar voice cut through, congratulating Max on his fourth World Championship.
Max let out a deep, heavy breath, and on his lips, a beaming smile formed. Not a celebrating-after-a-win smile, but something a bit deeper, something that had been earned.
A few moments later, Max pulled into the pits, his Red Bull team surrounding him, ecstatic, clapping him on the back. You stood there, frozen for a moment, watching him as he climbed out of his car. His face was hidden behind the helmet, but you could see the way his shoulders relaxed, a quiet relief washing over him.
And then, his eyes met yours.
And then there it was-the look so familiar yet so full of emotion, love, and gratefulness. He walked up to you while the people surrounding him chanted and cheered, but at this moment, nothing else mattered but the two of you.
You stepped forward as he approached, your heart swelling with pride. You'd always believed in him, in his ability to be the best-but watching him win his fourth World Championship, standing right there in Las Vegas, made it all so real. The fact that you were here for the entire journey was what really hit you.
Max came to a stop right in front of you, yanking his helmet off to reveal wet hair and a tired, yet triumphant expression.
"Max," you whispered, your voice hoarse from emotion.
He didn't say a word, instead reaching for you, pulling you into a tight hug. His hands were trembling, a rare show of vulnerability for the usually composed driver.
“I did it,” he whispered, his voice full of awe. “I really did it. Four titles…”
You pulled back just enough to look him in the eyes, brushing your fingers gently across his face. “You’re incredible, Max. You’ve worked so hard for this. I’m so proud of you.”
A smile stretched across his face, his eyes glowing with both joy and disbelief. “We did it together.”
You shook your head, laughing through the tears that were threatening to fall. 
“You did it, Max. You’re the one who put in the work, who never gave up, who fought through everything. I’m just… I’m just lucky to be here with you.”
Max chuckled, wiping a tear from your cheek with his thumb.
 "Lucky? I'm the lucky one. You've been by my side through every race, every challenge, every sleepless night. I couldn't have done it without you.”
There was something so grounding about Max in that moment. In the midst of celebrations, press, and flashing cameras, he remained the same old Max one had always known. He was humble, dedicated, and unyielding in his way to greatness. Yet what made him so special was how he never forgot the people who had been there to support him-especially you.
As the cheers from the Red Bull garage grew loud, you could feel the pull of the moment, the whirlwind of emotions, the feeling of watching history. The team swarmed around them, and Max turned back toward them, giving high-fives and accepting congratulations, but his hand was still in yours. His fingers were tangled with yours, holding onto you like he did not want to let go.
It was all happening so fast, and yet you were in no hurry. You would savor this moment, the moment when Max Verstappen became a four-time World Champion in Las Vegas, with you by his side.
As the celebrations had died down, and the crowd started to clear out, Max took your hand and led you out of the paddock. Above, the lights of Las Vegas shone brightly on the Strip, and with them, Max turned that very same smile to you.
"What do you say we head out and celebrate?" he asked, full of excitement, yet strangely quieted.
You smiled, knowing this moment would stick in your head forever. "I think we've earned it."
Max tightened his grip on your hand, leaned in to brush a kiss against your mouth, and then he'd take you out into the night, together, off to celebrate his win really like Max Verstappen style. The world had come to see his greatness-again-but you? Just there, sharing in this victory with the man that you loved.
And as you walked hand in hand down the streets of Las Vegas, all lit up, you could not help but feel your chest swell with pride. This was his moment, yes-but it was also yours, because in the end, it was about the journey that you have shared together.
Max Verstappen had his fourth title in the bag, and with you by his side, nothing was impossible.
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rei-ismyname · 2 months ago
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Headmaster Magneto and The New Mutants
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So cute
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While dealing with Beyonder PTSD, Emma Frost 'steals' the New Mutants by manipulating Mags.
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He really does try his best.
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Ironically, he's a lot more empathetic than Chuck IMO. Though he struggles with being a friend and an authority figure, especially morally.
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RIP Doug
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Magneto vs punk
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Dadneto
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MF even sets the table dramatically, setting a good example of course.
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starry-bi-sky · 7 months ago
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tales of the passerine - danny fenton being bruce wayne's first kid
okay okay. so this is like a continuation/elaboration of my oneshot/prompt i wrote about the idea that Danny was the first batkid. We have a lot of aus where he joins the family after the rest of the bats do, right? So hey! Lets shake things up a bit. Danny is the first to be adopted by Bruce Wayne.
Danny's parents and unfortunately Jazz die shortly after the events of TUE -- how so? I was gonna say an ecto-filter explosion, that would call back to the TUE explosion and trauma behind that. But lets do something new! Carbon-monoxide poisoning.
It's not too unexpected for something to break in the Fenton house, especially with the Fenton parents' questionable understanding of proper weapon handling and lab safety. The water heater broke from a stray shot by one of the weapons, and was promptly MacGyver'd incorrectly. Danny went to stay with Tucker for a guys' night, and came back to a dead silent house.
(Danny's neighbors got a very unfortunate shock when he ran to the next house over in hysterics.)
There was a lot of shuffling around with CPS, the police. People had to be called in to handle the equipment in the lab, and the GIW was rumoring to show up in aid to clearing the scene. When Danny heard of that, he immediately went and dismantled the ghost portal to the best of his abilities. He burned the physical blueprints of all his parents' inventions, their blueprints on the ghost portal, and their most dangerous weapons were destroyed beyond recognition. Anything to prevent the GIW from getting their hands on his parents' tech.
It opened up another investigation, but he was not under the list of suspects. He was placed in the care of Vlad Masters, where they then went back to the rebuilt castle mansion in Wisconsin. Danny, terrified of the future that has once passed and may do so again, shuts down in his grief. Inadvertently, he ends up somewhat repressing his ghost half. Something Vlad, who is grieving Madeline but relishing in Jack's demise and his custody of Daniel, is not very happy with.
Vlad's... gone into a bit of a mental health spiral. He's becoming increasingly possessive over Daniel, the final remnants of his friends and a liminal being like him. He doesn't like that Danny's repressing his ghost half -- both out of genuine concern as a ghost, but also because of his desire to control Danny and groom him into the perfect son. If you ever had a phase where you read Dark SBI found family fics, first off; me too bro, and second off; those are the vibes I'm thinking of.
Danny's mentally shut down from grief! And fear. He's dropped into a bad depressive state -- paralyzed with grief and the terror of the inevitable. Clockwork saved his parents because he believes in second chances, but what's the point of that when his family ended up dead anyways? Danny doesn't wanna believe that he's destined to become evil, and he's holding out onto that hope, but it's a thin line, and he feels utterly hopeless and trapped. He hasn't used his powers or ghost form since he trashed the lab, and Vlad has alarms set up to prevent him from trying to escape.
He's also unintentionally cut off Sam and Tucker -- both of whom are so scared and concerned for Danny too, and are trying their damndest to reach out to him. He keeps ignoring their texts. Danny basically haunts Vlad's manor. He goes out to eat if he has to, attends parties Vlad drags him to, and stays in his room all day if he can.
At parties, Vlad doesn't allow Danny to leave his side, or really talk to anyone -- not that Danny wants to. A product of Vlad's increasing possessiveness. Well, he almost doesn't let Danny leave his side. Danny has a habit of slipping off to hide somewhere for the parties whenever he can, and Vlad reluctantly allows it so long as he stays alone.
This becomes an advantage when eventually, Bruce Wayne returns to Gotham after missing for years, and holds a bright charity ball to celebrate the return. Vlad has been chomping at the bits to get his hands on Wayne Industries, and with the return of its owner there is no better opportunity to wipe out his rival. He goes, and he as normal, brings Daniel with him.
Vlad thinks Wayne will bleed his little heart out for Daniel's poor orphan sob story -- he's a fellow orphan himself, after all. He's not wrong; Wayne's little heart will bleed, just not in the way that benefits him.
Bruce sees Vlad and Danny approaching before they're even close enough to introduce themselves - and like with many of the children he will soon come to care for, it's like someone set a mirror into the past right in front of him.
Danny Fenton's suit is tailor-made for him, and despite the fact that it's his perfect size, the sag in his shoulders, the ducked down head, and the way he hunches into himself all pictures the image of a child in shoes too big for him. There's a far away, glazed over look in his eyes and grief marble-cut into the lines of his face. There's not enough makeup in the world that will hide the dark circles under his eyes.
("My nephew, Daniel Fenton." Vlad's hands are possessive on Danny's shoulders. Bruce immediately notices the way the boy tenses under his touch. "His parents passed recently, and as his godfather I was designated his guardian.") ("I'm so sorry, the loss must've been terrible.") ("Yes, carbon-monoxide poisoning caused it. Daniel was out with friends, when he came home... they had already passed.") (Bruce immediately dislikes that Vlad shared the details of their death unprompted -- he likes it even less when Danny flinches at the reminder and hunches into himself.)
Danny runs off at some point earlier into the charity. At this point, parties are still being held at Wayne Manor (because iirc google search mentioned that was a thing at first before it was changed), so he disappears and hides in one of the empty rooms nearby. It just so happens to be the same room Bruce Wayne hides in when he needs a break from all of the socialization.
Thus begins a long, long process of trust. Bruce can't reveal his hand as being smarter than he looks, but he can be compassionate. Kindness needs no measure of intelligence. He keeps Danny company for as long as he can before he runs the risk of being found.
Rinse and repeat. Vlad insistently wants Wayne Industries, and he'll go to as many Wayne parties as he can to get his hooks into the man. The problem is that Bruce Wayne is never alone, and getting him alone is impossible. Finding him too. It's like the man never stops moving. Always talking to someone, always circling somewhere. He orbits around the room as if he isn't the sun of the Gotham Elite's solar system.
Danny's had such repetitive behavior that Vlad never thinks to believe that Bruce Wayne is disappearing to go talk to him. That "Vlad's" son is even interacting with him at all. Danny never gives him a reason to think so, and neither does Bruce.
Danny doesn't actually acknowledge Bruce until a handful of parties in, where he hands Bruce a small slip of paper he smuggled in that says; "don't trust Vlad". Danny's face stays carefully blank, but he's so tense that his hands are trembling, and he's purposely looking away from him. Bruce plasters a smile onto his face, slips the paper into his pocket, and tells him "okay".
(he's been busy with his own goals with the mafia, but he sets aside time to investigate Vlad Masters. He was holding off. Until now.)
Danny does eventually start speaking to Bruce, he's starting to really like the guy. He's starting to see a little hope, even as Vlad is starting to get more and more agitated with him the more he refuses to use his powers.
He reaches out to Sam and Tucker again, and starts trying to reconnect with them. Vlad has spyware on his phone, and he limits the amount of times he can talk to them. A weird parental control lock of some sort that leaves a time limit on how long he can talk to them for. 30 minutes. Danny doesn't tell them anything about Mr. Wayne.
Danny, slowly, wants out of here, and he's slowly gathering the motivation to do it. Vlad is genuinely scaring him -- and Danny wonders just how truthful the past-future Vlad was when he told him that Danny wanted his ghost half separate. He starts trying to come up with an escape plan.
Vlad has anti-ghost wards everywhere around the mansion, and while they're always on, they boost to full power at sunset. The doors and windows are always locked, all main exits have alarms set on them. The only reason it's not super extensive is because Danny hasn't tried leaving at all yet, so Vlad hasn't had to tighten anything.
At night, Vlad locks the door to his room and puts up an anti-ghost ward around the room. The mansion is on the outside westward side of Madison, more entrenched in rural Wisconsin. The closest town is a four-way stop sign with one house on three corners, and an open bar on the fourth. Not much to go.
He refuses to go to Sam and Tucker; Vlad would look there first. It's too dangerous. Vlad would sound alarm bells and have a manhunt looking for him, Danny can't risk going just anywhere. Too much risk of being found, sold out, or caught. There's really nowhere for him to hide.
Until there is. Bruce is telling Danny about the history of Wayne Manor, and says, as casually as saying the weather; "The manor has dozens of empty rooms, I'm sure Alfred wouldn't mind filling another one if he could." And quietly, hesitantly, Bruce places a careful hand on Danny's shoulder, unrestrictive and gentle; "He wouldn't mind getting one ready for you if you need one."
And there it is. There's his out.
Danny, just as quietly, replies; "I'll keep that in mind."
The ball starts rolling.
Now I've been trying to summarize this au as much as possible for length convenience, but Vlad has been steadily growing more and more controlling. More emotionally manipulative. More agitated at Danny for not using his powers.
He wants Wayne Industries under his thumb but he's been steadily growing more and more concerned with Danny. He's started grabbing him, yanking him around, shaking him; trying to goad him into using his powers. He gets angry when Danny doesn't react, or tells him he doesn't want to use his powers. He hasn't outright attacked him, but he's getting there. This has been happening over the time it takes for Bruce to indirectly offer Danny sanctuary at his home.
It all comes to a head when Vlad stops going to parties at all -- something Danny has to pretend he isn't upset about -- because Vlad doesn't want him around other people anymore. Vlad rarely goes now without him, and only leaves to go to a Wayne function or to handle something at VladCo.
Danny can't wait for Vlad to leave long enough to escape. So he leaves during the night of a big storm. Vlad's locked him in his room, but Danny doesn't bother trying to go for it; he goes to the alarmed window instead. Danny's been repressing his ghost half so long that he can't access his powers immediately anymore -- he can feel it, he knows its there, but he can't quite reach it.
He breaks the lock by hand.
Immediately the alarm goes off through the entire castle, filling the room with red, and he scrambles for the rope the Wisconsin Ghost left for him a few months back. Danny's already out and climbing down the side of the castle before Vlad even reaches his door -- the only good thing about the entire room being ghost-proof is that Vlad can't get in that way.
The rope ends before it reaches the bottom, and he's still twenty feet in the air. It won't kill him if he lands it right. Danny takes his chances, and drops. He breaks his ankle, but he survives.
And he fucking books it to the back garden. He hears Vlad shrieking over the thunder and rain.
I'll save the full experience for a future oneshot, but Danny makes it out into the nearby woods and forcibly experiences what it's like to be in a horror game, trying to hide from the thing that's hunting you. There's only one thing going through his mind; "i'm going to die"
I have this mental image for this scene. Very stereotypical horror imo. Where Danny is hiding behind a tree, with a hand over his mouth, and Vlad is a few feet away from him, glowing ominously red through the trees, trying to search for him.
Danny doesn't get away from this unscathed, but he does get away alive. That's all he could ask for. He gets away by getting his ghost half awakened long enough to transform into Phantom and fly to Gotham.
But he gets to Wayne Manor, he gets to Bruce. Or, at least, Alfred answers the door from his insistent pounding. Danny's just in tears and Alfred gets him in the living room, wrapped in a towel, with ice on his swollen leg before he has to step out and alert Bruce.
Bruce already breaks multiple traffic laws on a nightly basis. And that's just with the sheer existence of the batmobile itself, not including the speeding and military artillery attached. He breaks double the amount trying to speed back to the cave and get out of the suit.
Right off the bat: Bruce will know, at least before Dick enters the picture, about danny's powers. He'll figure out something considering the fact that Danny traveled from Wisconsin to New York in a single night. That'll be a bit of complicated affair, but I've already got something in mind.
Actually it'll probably be very soon after Danny joins the family, because Bruce tries to offer to fight for custody for Danny - the state Danny was in at arrival is clear enough evidence for a trial. But Danny immediately shuts it down, says it's not going to work and then Vlad will know Danny's with him and he won't be safe. He tells him that Vlad cannot know Danny was with Bruce.
Danny's biggest regret was not telling his parents he was a halfa, and while he doesn't want to tell mister wayne (yet), he does tell him about Vlad being one. He needs to know why Danny can't be seen with Bruce. So he tells him, and Danny's current plan is to just hide out from Vlad until he turns 18. That way, he has no more legal jurisdiction over him. After that? He's not sure.
And to wrap this up, since this has already gotten very long and I can make more posts about this au later; I've thought about it, and I'm going to say that Danny does become a vigilante before Dick enters the scene. He goes by, as you probably guessed; Nightingale. "Gale" for short.
#dpxdc#dp x dc#danny fenton is not the ghost king#dp x dc crossover#dpxdc crossover#tales of the passerine au#i dont want to overemphasize how much vlad sucks but also i dont want to downplay it. but also i didn't wanna make this post too long#i didn't emphasize enough on vlad's possessiveness but i wanted to make this post as general enough as possible for the au.#for some more wiggle room in the future if i make more posts about this au.#the consequences for Danny repressing himself was not a concern i was focused on for the post but i am thinking about it and mulling it ove#i'll be blunt my main specific reason for why this occurs shortly after tue is bc it means dani doesn't exist yet and it means i dont have#to include her in the continuation of this au. i love that girl but she's a dead weight. i dont wanna come up with an elaborate reason as#to why she's not in the picture when i can just say 'she never created in the first place' instead. i don't have anything for her to do#I don't want to risk giving her a poor plot line just so that she exists in au.#sometimes i really hate just how long my posts get. i feel like it kills my engagement. but i also don't want to make posts that have#a part 1 and part 2 just because I think it got too long.#i feel kinda bad for having Danny take the spot of 'first partner' from Dick. But that was part of the reason i was inspired to make this a#i've already got the skeleton of a reasoning for danny becoming a vigilante being made in my head.#He can't go by Phantom since that risks drawing Vlad's attention -- a new vigilante showing up in Gotham. a place the visited frequently#who goes by the name Phantom? He'd be on that faster than chickens on meat. and nightingale has familial meaning behind it due to being#part of an ancestral name. it follows robin's theme of using it to honor his parents while still having its own unique enough lore to stand#on its own without feeling like a cheap copy. plus the bonus meta reason that it follows the bird theme. which personally is vital to me#my other alternative to Nightingale is Sparrow. mostly because it has good phonetic structure for a hero name. not too many syllables#a good balance of consonants and vowels. dont want a hero name with too many syllables or unbalanced consonants. or worse; both.#my reasonings is that hero names should be easy for a civ or teammate to yell while still being understood. max amount of syllables before#it threatens to become too wordy is 3. If it goes over 3 it should have a balanced consonant-vowel ratio. Wonder Woman is a good example#some things got cut here that were in the initial oneshot. like danny giving bruce his physical ghost core and showing up bloody.#the first son au
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fionapplespiano · 7 months ago
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What is the best Magneto era, and why is it when he was Headmaster of The New Mutants?
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marveltournaments · 11 months ago
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renegadesstuff · 9 months ago
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THEY HANDS ON THEIR CHEST ❤️
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wwprice1 · 1 year ago
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Loved the last issue of Magneto! Perfectly captured that X-Men era!
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magnetostits · 1 year ago
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every day i mourn the fact that magneto’s headmaster era didn’t last longer
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heckcareoxytwit · 1 year ago
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The New Mutants are captured by Irae the new foe, and their mentor - Magneto who had been brainwashed by the former (Irae). The New Mutants presume that Magneto had turned evil again and then, they are pitted to fight against Irae's Sisterhood of Evil Mutants who looked more like cyborgs than mutants. As the New Mutants got their upper hand on the mutant cyborgs, Irae uses her mind-controlling power of hate to force the New Mutants to fight each other. Meanwhile, Magneto is fighting himself on the inside when he tries to remember his past self, his lost family and his good self. The Good-Magneto Self tries to convince him to wake up from his brainwashing by making him remember his lost family. Magneto is about to wake up when Irae tries to brainwash him again by entering into his mind. Magneto eventually wakes up from the brainwashing and turns against Irae and then, he stops his students from fighting each other. Magneto fights Irae until he defeats her by putting her down with his amplified powers. Magneto feels bad for seemingly killing her. Warlock reassures Magneto that he did what he had to do for the sake of his students' survival. Wolfsbane suggests that they could try to take Irae back to the mansion to help her recover and for reconciliation. However, before anyone could do that, Magma tells them that Irae's body is gone. Dani Moonstar assumes that the cyborg mutants must have taken Irae's body with them.
This story takes place in the 80s and it's written by J.M. DeMatteis, not Chris Claremont.
Magneto v4 #4, 2023
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steddieasitgoes · 2 years ago
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Chapters: 12/12 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson Characters: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Maxine "Max" Mayfield, Wayne Munson, Robin Buckley, Lucas Sinclair, Dustin Henderson, The Party (Stranger Things) Additional Tags: Maxine "Max" Mayfield & Eddie Munson Have a Sibling Relationship, Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington Are Best Friends, Minor Maxine "Max" Mayfield/Lucas Sinclair, POV Alternating, POV Eddie Munson, POV Steve Harrington, Alternate Universe - No Supernatural (Stranger Things), Not Canon Compliant - Stranger Things 4 Vol. 2, Christmas, Christmas Fluff, Christmas Tree, Inspired by Hallmark Christmas Movies, Gay Eddie Munson, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Supportive Wayne Munson, Steve Harrington Has Bad Parents, Gay Wayne Munson, Idiots in Love, Slow Burn, But they both like each other right away, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Masturbation, Alternate Universe - No Upside Down (Stranger Things) Summary:
A quiet looms over Eddie and Max as they take in the sights and sounds of the Christmas tree lot, but it all comes to an abrupt halt when a gaggle of children burst through the gate. They’re talking animatedly, laughing and flipping each other off as they b-line for the six-foot Fraiser firs.
And then, out from the shadows, emerges a boy. No, a man? A teenager? A guy with the most beautiful head of hair Eddie has ever seen. And that’s a big compliment coming from him — his hair is his baby, even if he doesn’t take care of it as he should.
And then, as if his life is a Hollywood movie being directed by some auteur extraordinaire, the clouds part just enough that a single ray of sunshine hits the guy in question. A natural spotlight, the warm sunlight engulfs him, bouncing off his yellow sweater. It paints his skin in a golden light, and Eddie can’t help but audibly gasp at the sight.
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Eddie and Max are step-siblings who are being raised by Wayne and his husband on their beloved Christmas tree farm. Excited to get out of Michigan, Eddie plans to enjoy his time in Hawkins. Enter the gorgeous Yellow Sweater wearing guy that is Steve Harrington.
Chapter 12 Summary:
He’s a huffing and puffing mess by the time he drags himself up Steve’s driveway to the giant redwood front door. If it weren’t so damn cold out, he would be sweating buckets, but it’s so cold his sweat freezes the minute it leaves his body. He’s pretty sure he’d have icicles coming out of his nostrils if it wasn’t for him constantly running the end of his sweatshirt sleeve under his nose.
Gross? Maybe, but it beats the alternative.
Eddie brings his hands to his mouth. Blows a couple puffs of hot air on them, so they’re not as frozen as they feel. The last thing he needs to do is break a damn finger knocking on Steve’s door with frozen knuckles. Once they’re warm enough, he makes a fist and starts knocking.
There’s a commotion from inside. Footsteps and a crash followed by a string of curses. Eddie winces. Imagines a still half-asleep Steve fumbling around in the dark, trying his best to navigate off of memory and doing a terrible job at it. Eddie can relate.
“Robin? I swear if you flew home on Christmas I’m going to kick your ass!” Steve shouts from the other side of the door.
The door flies open, and there Steve is.
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ariel-seagull-wings · 1 month ago
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@maedelin @soviet-supersoldier
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"A Dance Of Trust" When I read that Magneto is apparently a "champion-level" tango dancer, how could I resist? Scenario: While Stevie is away, Magneto takes over dance class, combining training with dance, introducing the students to the Argentinian Tango in hopes the New Mutants will learn better team-work and to actually communicate/listen on the battlefield without so much chatter. He asks Rogue to be his demonstration partner since, with a single touch, she could learn everything he knows. It was Magneto's attempt at helping her learn to focus her powers on what she takes from a target, rather than just absorbing everything.
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daniiiboo · 6 days ago
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day 8 - Christmas Eve traditions - mv1
summary - You and Max have a unique tradition that only the two of you share every christmas eve.
trigger warnings - nothing unless your triggered by CUTENESS
dani's thoughts - HOLY COW AHRHRHRHRHRHRHRH I LOVE THIS
word count - 496
find the rest of my 12 days of chrismas here !
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The snow fell softly outside the window, blanketing the world in a quiet stillness. The living room was warm and cozy, illuminated by the glow of the Christmas tree. Strings of white lights wrapped around its branches, and ornaments collected over the years told a story of shared memories.
You were curled up on the couch, your feet tucked beneath you and a steaming mug of hot chocolate in your hands. Max sat beside you, one arm draped along the back of the couch, his other hand absently twirling a candy cane between his fingers.
It was Christmas Eve, your favorite night of the year. Not because of the presents or the big family dinner waiting for tomorrow, but because of the tradition you and Max had started years ago.
“Okay,” he said, breaking the comfortable silence. “You ready?”
You smiled, setting your mug down on the coffee table.
“I’ve been ready all day.”
Max leaned forward and grabbed the small, wrapped box sitting under the tree, handing it to you with a crooked grin.
“You first this year.”
This was the tradition. Every Christmas Eve, the two of you exchanged one special gift. It wasn’t about grand gestures or expensive surprises, it was about finding something meaningful, something that spoke to the connection you shared.
You carefully unwrapped the paper, your fingers trembling slightly from excitement. Inside was a small wooden box. You opened it to reveal a delicate charm bracelet, each charm representing a memory you and Max had made together, a tiny car for his first championship, a plane for your shared trips around the world, a snowflake for the winters you’d spent in each other’s arms.
“Max…” Your voice caught in your throat as you looked up at him. “It’s perfect.”
He smiled softly, brushing a strand of hair from your face.
“I just wanted something that could remind you of us, of everything we’ve been through.”
You reached out and squeezed his hand, your heart full.
“Okay, your turn,” you said, grabbing the small package you’d hidden beneath a cushion earlier.
Max raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued, as he tore through the wrapping paper. Inside was a leather-bound journal, its cover embossed with his initials. When he opened it, he found the first few pages already filled with handwritten notes and photographs of moments the two of you had shared—your first date, road trips, quiet mornings, and candid snapshots of him laughing when he thought you weren’t looking.
“You always say you’re too busy to remember the little things,” you explained, “so I thought I’d help you keep track of them.”
Max stared at the pages for a moment before looking back at you, his blue eyes filled with something you couldn’t quite put into words.
“I don’t know how you always manage to outdo me,” he said, his voice thick with emotion.
You laughed, leaning into him.
“It’s not a competition, Max.”
He wrapped an arm around you, pulling you close.
“Well, if it was, you’d win.”
As the snow continued to fall outside, the two of you sat together, flipping through memories, creating new ones, and reveling in a tradition that was yours.
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rei-ismyname · 2 months ago
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Magneto's Greatest Fear
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That's right, it's being scolded by Chuck, lol. The New Mutants are in a malfunctioning Danger Room and are being walloped. Dani Moonstar uses her powers to conjure his fear and it's his ex boyfriend arguing with him. Maybe getting an erection in public is a big deal for the Master of Magnetism?
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sweeterlovers · 9 months ago
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REMINDERS / DANIEL RICCIARDO
daniel ricciardo x influencer reader / SMAU FIC
FACE CLAIM / jazmyn makenna
WARNINGS / suggestive comments/banter
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yourusername went to daniel’s 2nd homeland (texas)
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user8 she makes texas look so aesthetic
user01 it’s the YN effect
user09 her cowgirl boots are so adorable wth
danielricciardo hey cowgirl 🤠
yourusername hey cowboy 😏
danielricciardo ;)))))
user234 🏟️🏟️🏟️
user2 isn’t the austin gp in like a week? or am i crazy??
user766 last time i checked it was next monday soo idk
yourusername me and daniel decided to go a little earlier and spend some time around texas. we even rented out a little cabin and everything soo im excited 😊
user2 OHHHH! that makes a lot more sense, have fun :)
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danielricciardo me and my cowgirl ❤️
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user20 “MY COWGIRL” i’m crying 😭
user65 NO CAUSE I READ AND I STOPPED BREATHING FOR A SECOND
user20 me and you both
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user13 one of my favorite couples on the grid
yourusername you know what they say?
danielricciardo what?
yourusername save a horse ride a cowboy……
danielricciardo is that so?
yourusername mhmm
danielricciardo do you want to test that out?
yourusername 🙈
user99 OHHHHHHH
user566 they went to texas and know they are all over each other in the comments
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yourusername me and my cowboy went out to a bar last night and pretended to be southern 👍 so if you think you saw us you didn’t
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user572 that dress thooooo
user0083 it fits her perfectly 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️
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danielricciardo roar 🦁 🦁
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maxverstappen1 she sounds hungover
danielricciardo she is :)
yourusername hello max, do you have a crush on charles?
maxverstappen1 i’m leaving
user076 i need more of hungover YN
user34 i would be a furry for her ngl
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[ twitter is right, how on earth did i pull this goddess? ]
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ynismygf really tho?
motheryn that’s what we are all wondering
yourusername pleasee how did i pull you?
danielricciardo don’t even….you are the most gorgeous woman i have ever met + half of F1 twitter thinks your “mother” what ever that means?
yourusername i am in fact mother 💋
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yourusername guess who took these photos? 💋💋
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user0966 mommy.
user334 MY WIFE HAS POSTED!!!
user086 let me guess..daniel!
danielricciardo yeah i’m basically her photography now :)
yourusername don’t worry i’m not forcing him…..photo credits to dani 🤠
user54 🤍
user037 he could be a photographer honestly
yourusername you should check his jpg account :)
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yourusername uno reverse 🔄
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daniel3.jpg since i’m YN’s photographer, i thought i would post some photos from her many many shopping sprees that couldn’t make it on instagram 🤍 @ yourusername
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user80 they are so cute
yourbestfriend MOTHER IS MOTHERING ‼️‼️
yourusername PLSSS I LOVE YOU SO MUCH MY WIFE
daniel3.jpg soo i hate to interrupt this moment but she is my girlfriend 🙏
yourbestfriend is she though? is she?
daniel3.jpg i’d like to think so
user50 daniel is a tad confused
user68 NOT THEM FIGHTING OVER YN
user085 if YN was my girlfriend i would fight over he 24/7
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4/10/24 - send in requests!!!! xoxo sweeterlovers
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