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i love season 1 and season 2 actually
#doctor who#dw#doctor who fanart#classic who fanart#classic who#first doctor#I LOVE THEM !!!!!!!#vicki is so me coded#Ian has two moods one is *warm chuckle whilst ruffling Susanâs hair*#the other is âfuck youâ *karate chops you in the balls*#barbara !!!!! i love her !!!!!!!!!! sheâs so smart and so kind !!!!#the first doctor loves them all#and !!!!! aaaaa#i love 1 he is so !?!!?!!!!!!!#just watched the chase and am losing my fucking mind I miss Ian and Barbara so much already
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Howâs your dog? Howâs your sister?
I shouldnât care-I shouldnât miss âem
Iâm getting sun calling friends up
drinking water getting stoned
Your finger Kiss me
on the trigger in your car
cut up in to piece s
buried in the yard
thought I should be harder to kill but here we are
-Carter Vial
#fairly oddparents#song lyrics#timmy turner#fop#the fairly oddparents#vicky and tootie#tootie fop#doidle#doidle fop#vicky#youtube video#vicky fop#Implied chester aj elmer and sanjay#This song makes me think about them and Iâm too impatient to make the animatic#so#color coded lyrics it is#Youtube
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Mistoffelees: I guess there is sort of a dark edginess to this... like one of those Crayola crayon Halloween packs. Tugger: That is your standard for dark edginess? Mistoffelees: I don't know! I'm just trying not to bring the group down here. Victoria: You only help to lift me up, you sweet and sour misunderstood shadowling.
#do not tag as mis/toria#idk vicki calling her twin a shadowling makes me cackle#she's so dramatic abt his appearance and powers#also prinxiety is tuggoffelees coded and vice versa and no one can tell me otherwise#cats the musical#rum tum tugger#mr mistoffelees#victoria#incorrect cats quotes#cats incorrect quotes#source: sanders sides
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not for nothing that roger and jeff are wearing completely identical suits for vicki's wedding down to the same pearl stick pin and it's roger that is distinguished with the accessory and the visual emphasis. that roger wears the pocket square and jeff goes plain without one, without a boutonnière (as feels the most probable and appropriate; they both wear boutonnières in roger's prophetic dream of the wedding). that not only is he wearing the handkerchief, but it's folded in such a way as so take as much space as possible â straying from accepted formality of a neat TV fold, occupying more room on the screen, drawing more attention, pointing among other things to his heart in bright white.
#i wrote about this in the tags of that gifset but i thought i should accompany commentary with images.#i've... for sure mentioned this scene before but i've read enough tonight that i feel more confident speaking on it more#than only â omg roger is wearing the same clothes. they could switch places. i wish they would switch places.#625.#it's a category of ds analysis where i do hesitate before ascribing importance but it's not going to stop me entirely.#a) davis could have just not put on the pin he was supposed to and that's the end of that story. not unlikely. but b)#the details *matter* in menswear â dark shadows costumes (in the present day) rely heavily on contemporary codes of fashionâ classâ leisure#many Many of the male characters mostly or only wear suits â the subtle differences in those suits (between characters; between days#and arcs) are responsible for communicating a great deal to us about who these people are â their place in the structure of things#and what they want right now.#and in costume design â when two characters are wearing an identical costume (a uniform; a wedding suit) the distinguishing features#take on the role of communicating details of character.#in american weddings the groom is dressed much more like his groomsmen than the bride and the bridal party â this is something#the costume team is going to be aware of and be purposeful about. even if they weren't purposeful: assume a 60's viewer who knows the rules#of suitsâ of weddingsâ of pocket squares (who knows much more than i do)#roger and jeff are dressed so much alike for vicki's wedding as to be nigh indistinguishable â it could haveâ#had things played out differentlyâ been roger in jeff's place.#both the script and the players elide the two in vicki's perspective (''why hasn't roger come back?'' ''you mean jeff don't you?'')#this being a wedding that he tried to stop â one in which he sensed disaster â one in which you already have the notion that maybe he does#wish it was *him* insteadâ though he won't say that. but his first and foremost priority in 625 and 626 is her happiness.#he takes the responsibility (and the shame) from vicki's shoulders of telling the guests that jeff left and there's no wedding.#he chases jeff down to the cemetaryâ to try to stop him from digging up a graveâ and *implores* him to focus on offering vicki a life.#he has a large role in these eps perhaps especially because he's the one that had the premonition against the wedding; but also because#vicki is one of the few people he cares about â and he says as much. all this to say. roger is grabbing attention with his extravagant#pocket square â he's pulling focus visually; narratively; from the groom (in terms of vicki/the wedding â jeff has more to do with eve/#the graveyard/peter) vicki is spending as much time thinking about roger as she does jeff. and the moment where roger comes up to her room#to see her is .... well. there's more shared in the way they look at each other than all v/j's professions of love between them.#(and it's a distant echo of her first night in the house: roger at her bedroom door)#in the ds in my head (my beloved ds in my head) this is where the paths ought to have diverged. that vicki â no matter how much she loves#the pastâ how dearly she remembers the 18th century and peter and their ill-fated jail cellâ has to choose now. not the graveâ life.
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part one
âso how was your first day?â robin asks steve as he slides onto the barstool next to her and chrissy.
âit actually wasnât that bad,â steve shrugs before taking a long pull from the freshly opened bottle the bartender slides his way.
âit wasnât that bad?â chrissy asks, incredulous. âso he didnât make you go to the erewhon all the way across town? the one he goes to because selena gomez was seen there once?â
âthatâs why he made me go there?â
âyeah, he really likes that one movie sheâs in.â
steve thinks for a moment. âthe dead donât die?â
âno, the one with the dancing,â chrissy snorts.
steve makes a face and then shrugs again. âi made him his breakfast, i drove him around, i organized his tshirt closet⌠pretty standard stuff for an assistant.â
âyou organized his tshirt closet? what the fuck does that even mean?â robin asks, laughing.
âexactly what it sounds like,â steve grins at her. âanyway, really, it wasnât that bad. sure, heâs insufferable but not anything i couldnât handle. donât worry about it.â
âwell, thanks for doing this,â chrissy says. âvickie handled it for a while, but i guess once youâve been fired twelve times in the course of six months, you have to draw a boundary with the thirteenth.â
âitâs really not a big deal, itâs not like iâm doing it for free,â steve responds. âthe money is more than worth it.â
âstill, i know how he can be. but heâs really not so bad. once heâs⌠comfortable.â chrissy frowns.
âwhatever,â steve shrugs for a third time. âiâm just here for the cash.â he winks and gives her a reassuring smile.
~*~
the next morning, steve pulls up to eddieâs huge beverly hills mansion bright and early, just as he had yesterday. he punches in the gate code, waves to the security guy on duty, and makes his way inside to the kitchen.
eddie storms in while steve is halfway through cooking another omelette, this time with tomatoes and onions and freshly grated cheddar cheese.
âi donât care, wheeler, iâm not making a fucking appearance and iâm definitely not doing it with him,â eddie snarls into the phone pressed to his face. he hasnât seemed to notice that steveâs in his house again.
eddie waits for whoever it is on the phone to speak before he says, âwell maybe i donât want to fix it. maybe this is it,â and then hangs up the phone. he lets out a frustrated little scream before he turns to leave the kitchen, finally noticing steve by the stove. âyouâre back,â he says, voice monotone.
âiâm back,â steve smiles, sliding the plate full of food across the large island toward him. eddie looks down at it like heâs surprised. âeat,â steve tells him.
âanother sweater vest?â eddie sneers instead of picking up his fork.
âi like them,â steve shrugs, still smiling.
eddie rolls his eyes. âwhatever,â he mutters and then picks up the plate and retreats from the kitchen.
~*~
eddie is deeply annoyed by how good steveâs omelettes are. he practically licks the plate clean when heâs finished, which only serves to make his bad mood worse.
âcan i take your plate?â steve asks from the doorway of the living room.
âjesus christ, man, wear a fucking bell,â eddie grumbles before holding out the plate, forcing steve to walk across the room to the couch and take it from him.
âiâll remember to announce myself from now on,â steve replies. âchrissy just called; you have another meeting with the pr team this afternoon. weâll leave here in about an hour.â
eddie doesnât respond and steve goes quietly back to the kitchen.
~*~
eddie tries to confuse steve with the directions to nancyâs office again, mostly just to annoy him since the car has a built in gps. steve ignores eddie, leaving him to play on his phone in the back seat. the windows are tinted dark, just how eddie likes it & it lulls him into a false sense of security to where heâs almost relaxed by the time they get to nancyâs office.
the meeting is a fucking drag. itâs just a rehashing of the morningâs phone call and eddie had already made himself perfectly clear. heâs not willing to fix anything. nancy and chrissy try to double-team him, begging him to think about the tour & the album roll-out & the rest of the band. the entertainment blogs are running wild with the rumors circulating about the other night and now theyâre digging up shit that he wishes would stay buried.
âabsolutely fucking not,â eddie spits out. âi refuse to be fucking cordial with that moron.â
âfine,â nancy says finally. âi guess weâre done here then.â she gets up from the head of the conference room table and leaves through the big glass doors and the rest of her team takes that as their cue to leave, too.
chrissy levels him with a look, waiting until the last intern has left the room before speaking.
âeddie, i know youâre pissed right now. trust me, i would be too,â she says, using that tone eddie always hatesâthe one that makes it sound like sheâs trying to placate a rabid dog. âbut the label has invested a lot of money into you and they need you to put in some work right now. take a minute, take a breath, and then weâll talk again. but we need to respond; we can figure out what that looks like. iâll talk to nance⌠maybe we donât need a joint appearance. maybe you can just make a statement.â
eddie knows there are a ton of people relying on this tour & this upcoming album. he knows the band doesnât deserve the hit from this. but what is there to even say? heâs just so fucking angry about it.
âfine. iâll make an appearance. but i wonât, under any circumstances, be seen with him,â eddie tells her firmly. he slides his sunglasses back onto his face before pushing himself out of his chair and making his way over to the door. âjust tell me when and where. and make sure nancy doesnât make me sound like a fucking idiot.â
âgreat,â chrissy smiles so bright she looks like a teenager again. âiâll talk to nancy. weâll figure it out.â
any reassurance eddie feels is washed away by a renewed sense of annoyance when he sees steve waiting for him in the lobby, still wearing his pastel yellow sweater vest, drinking a purple smoothie from a straw and scrolling on his phone. heâs laughing at something on the screen and the sunlight comes through the huge front windows just right, making him glow golden, and eddie just feels something inside him twist unpleasantly.
steve looks up then to see eddie coming, but eddie breezes past him to the sidewalk. steve jumps up to follow, handing the valet their ticket. when the car finally pulls up, eddie says, âno liquids in the car,â before sliding into the back seat.
he sees steve shrug before smiling at the valet and handing him his half empty smoothie to dispose of and a tip.
the car ride home is silent. eddie practically leaps from the car before itâs even come to a stop when they pull into the driveway. there are packages on the table in the foyer, likely brought in by the security guy at the gate. âgrab those,â eddie tells steve with a wave of his hand.
steve follows eddie into the kitchen, arms laden with paper bags and boxes. most of it, eddie knows, is free product and merch, stuff he never uses and mostly stuff he doesnât even want. steve places the packages on the counter and watches as eddie sifts through them, clearly looking for something.
âdo you want lunch?â steve asks. eddie ignores him, finally finding the package heâd ordered earlier today. he flings it across the kitchen island toward steve on the other side.
steve catches the package in his hands and arches an eyebrow.
âopen it,â eddie tells him, nodding at paper wrapping. he opens the fridge to pull out a bottle of water and takes a long sip as he watches steveâs fingers tear at the brown paper.
once the package is open, steve huffs out a laugh, barely a breath, before holding up a bright pink cat collar with a tiny bell attached. he shakes it in the air, making the bell tinkle. the collar clearly will not fit him.
âfuck you, man,â steve says, still smiling.
âfuck you, too,â eddie says.
and then he leaves the kitchen.
part three
#steddie#steddie fic#steve harrington#steddie fanfic#eddie munson#steddie fanfiction#steddie blurb#steve harrington x eddie munson#steddie drabble#pre steddie#rockstar eddie munson#personal assistant steve harrington#part two
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Batmanâs love interests đ OooohooHOO!
Okay, so in Gotham Files, itâs going to be canon that Bruce dated all of these women at some point in time, because he is a billionaire playboy philanthropist.
First off, thereâs Zatanna, and they dated briefly back in high school. It didnât work out because Bruce was still very much not in a good place, still grappling with the loss of his parents, being the âPrince of Gotham,â etc, etc. So they grew apart and went their separate ways. (This is Z when she was 18-20ish)

Vicki was his college flame. (Side note, this pic is Vicki when sheâs an adult, in [current year] of the tv show.) Anyway, they had their fun, but Bruce was really just trying medicate his ⨠trauma ⨠and his ⨠feelings ⨠with good times, and it quickly became apparent that they werenât a real solid couple in the ways that matter. So, by the time they graduated, they had already broken up. They both knew what paths in life they were taking, and they were going in two different directions.

Then thereâs the fan-favourite, Talia Al Ghul. After college, Bruce went on his world travels, did a bunch of soul searching, learned a lot of skills, had a lot of teachers, vented a lot of his anger, and wound up learning under Raâs Al Ghul in the League of Shadows, and wouldnât you know it, he has a daughter and they kinda dig each other. It was probably the most passionate relationship Bruce had ever had up until that point, and he might have pursued her all the way⌠if it werenât for the whole death cult thing⌠So, even though they had great chemistry, their moral codes were simply not aligned at all, and so it was destined to fail.
Theme: Clarity, covered by Sam Tsui

Then, when Bruce got back to Gotham, he wound up running into an old childhood friend of his, Silver St. Cloud. Sheâs a member of the Gotham upper class, they knew each other as kids, and Iâm thinking it might be cute if she was always crushing on him back then, like that one girl who would just openly say things like, âMarry me!â and itâs super cute, but the feelings are NOT reciprocated XD Anyway, this relationship will only last a short while, and I havenât decided if I want to play it straight, or use it for comedic purposes, or do both, but itâll be fun either way.
Theme: Crowded Room by Meghan Trainor

Finally, thereâs Selina, who needs little introduction. She is the end game. She is my OTP. The bus stops here. I give you, Mrs. Wayne.
Theme: Never Not Love You by Michael Buble

#art#fan art#dc#dc comics#batman#selina kyle#catwoman#talia al ghul#silver st cloud#vicki vale#zatanna
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The Sims 4 Mod: The Custom Preferences Mod
To support the new Turn Ons and Turn Offs in Lovestruck, patch 1.108.289.1030 changed the code for how preferences work, so custom categories must be added to a list and no longer show up automatically in the Likes and Dislikes section. Furthermore, the list uses SimData, so it's not possible to simply inject it with a Python script.
Sadly, this means the only way for custom categories to work at all (at least without some really complex UI modding) is via a global mod that adds them all back.
This mod adds support for custom categories in the following mods:
Preferences Plus by helaene (includes Seasons addon)
All of Vicky Sims (chingyu1023)'s custom preference mods
Paws and Claws by ChippedSim (animal preferences)
Secret Occults by JaneSimsten (occult preferences)
Go to School V5 by Zerbu, aka me (school subject preferences)
Road to Wealth by xosdr
Occult Preferences by SpinningPlumbobs
Visible Weather Preferences by Andirz
Pizza Preferences by Kuttoe
Lovestruck Attraction Overhaul by MissyHissy
It's Movie Time by TANK
Preventable Diseases by NateTheL0ser
BetterSims by Nowhere
Townie Preferences by Scipio Garling
WooHoo Preferences by Lumpinou
TS2 Turn Ons by tyjokr
Political World Mod by Kemzima
Seasonal Preferences by Nom Nom Sims
In addition, this adds a whole new Sim Attributes section, for preferences that don't fit the Likes and Dislikes section.
Usage Policy
I claim no ownership over this and give full permission to copy and make your own versions of this mod, as well as distribute those versions. While I intend to update it with preferences from other mods, you can also do that yourself if you're making your own mod or want to use a mod that hasn't been added yet.
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NOTE: If you're currently using my Unlimited Likes and Dislikes mod, please remove it, as it will conflict. This mod provides the exact same functionality.
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[ DONâT BE SORRY. ] : 5.1k words. đ¤ LUCIFER MORNINGSTAR X FEM READER. â youâre dating the big boss of hell himself, but itâs a sticky situation when youâre also good friends with a tech-savvy overlord who believes the cause of your boyfriendâs daughter is absolute bullshit.
#tags. slight hurt/comfort, slight jealousy, nsfw (+18), fluff, smut, vox being a hell of a friend, lucifer being vulnerable as hell,
a/n. fuuuuck i forgot to post this under the request but this was the request that i wrote this for <33 didn''t even remember they wanted fluff which is lucky bc i suck at fluff so i don't write it too often but i ended up writing in fluff anyway bc it felt appropriate for the fic SO
masterlist. request something :>
âSir, someone is here to see you.â
Vox growled. His office would have been pitch black if it werenât for the multitude of tv screens that stared right back at him, boring holes into his screen. They buzzed and whined with a cyan glare bright enough to light the entire pentagram. Claw marks left the edges of his head unpolished, his bowtie askew as his teeth grinded so hard he wanted to encounter a system error.
âTell Val I am not in the mood for sorting out whateverâs got his panties in a twist this timeââ
âSomeone else, sir.â
âWell donât just stand there you useless fuck! Who the fuck is it?â Static shocks ruptured from the wires on his head as he jumped out of his chair fuming.Â
The employee pulled one of the handles of Voxâs grand doors. In pranced a sunlit woman with a grin that stained her cheeks red. On her arms were shopping bags lined all the way down their forearms, marking their weight on her flesh.
You pulled your rose-tinted sunglasses away from your face as you cocked a brow.
âWhat, are you not happy to see me Vicky?âÂ
âWhen are you gonna stop calling me that, you absolute slut!â Vox beamed, and as if a new line of code had entered his program, he shedded his jacket off to peel your shopping bags off you as he set them on his couch.
âWhat brings you back here after all this time, whore? And whose money are you wearing because I know thereâs no goddamn way thatâs all yours,â Vox laughed through his clearly lighthearted remarks.Â
âWhatever. Whore is right because youâll never guess who Iâm fucking.â
.
On the edge of the pride ring resided halls and halls of vintage red wallpaper and intricate gold decor. Knocking frantically at her fatherâs door just to ask where his partner had gone was never how Charlie would have imagined her morning to go, ever, but here she was, knees wobbling with her hands clasped together as she waited no longer than a second before she had her fist in the air again toâ
âCharlie?âÂ
âDad!â
When Charlie had asked of your whereabouts, Lucifer simply frowned, though a hint of terror struck his shrunken pupils.
âUhâI thought she was with you? Donât you guys have that trust building exercise thing on todayââ
âYes! Yes that is precisely why I am panickingâsheâs not in her room and she never misses our gatherings! Dad, how do you not know where she is?â Charlie screeched anxiously.
âRelax, Charlie Iâm sure thereâs a perfectly reasonable explanation forââ
âFor her not to tell her own boyfriend where sheâs going?â Charlie seethed with dirt kicked into her tone.Â
âLet me call her, okay?â Lucifer pulled his phone out and speed dialed you.Â
Something in his room buzzed intermittently.Â
Charlie peered into her fatherâs room, only to find another phone rattling on the further bedside table.
Lucifer looked over his shoulder to the same view. His shoulders dropped.
âOhhh no.â
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âFace it baby, I got bigger bucks than daddy could ever conjure up.â
âVox!â You punched him in the shoulder, unable to hold back laughs that pulled at the bottom of your stomach.
âWhat? Oh my god, you actually call him that in bed donât you, you bitch? Holy shit, you really are a slut!â Vox cracked up after you both had left his building. âWhere to?âÂ
âA few blocks away I got something to show you in the ma âŚâ
Your lips fell numb when your gaze fell on a certain man with a white overcoat tailing in the wind as he approached your direction with a storm in his steps. He had been looking at his sidesâyour hand moved to shove Vox even before your body could follow.
âOw, whatââ
âGo.â
âBabe, whatâsââ
âVox go GO! Back in now!â You spun him on his heel and elbowed him back into the glass doors of his building lobby.
âHoney?âÂ
âFuck fuck fuck fuck fuckââ
He called your name, loud and clear as day that even the ruby skies of hell echoed it.
âThatâs him, isnât it?â Vox deadpanned.
âHey!â
Both yours and Voxâs heads turned to the sound, Lucifer just a few strides away from possibly opening a portal down a ring.
âYou!â Lucifer barked, gaze locked with Voxâs. âThe fuck are you doing calling my girlfriend âbabeâ?âÂ
âOh, thatâs notââ
âLie to me and I swear to fucking god Iâll make sure theyâll be prying you for parts.â
âLuci.â
âWhat?â His head snapped in your direction.
A silent gasp escaped you.Â
His shoes hadnât nearly been dragged through as much gravel as his voice had been. It was something heâd dug up from the depths of his chest like it was nothingâand it brimmed with the filth of his own disdain.Â
Lucifer blinked hard as he shook his head. âHoney, I didnâtââ
âWeâre just friends.â
âI know that butââ
âItâs an expression.â
Lucifer blinked a few times again, and with each blink he lost more and more tension in his brows, his shouldersâeven his lips parted, perhaps to say something, perhaps not.
You and Vox were frozen halfway through the door so Lucifer kicked him in and shut the door quickly to leave you and himself out on the street.
âWhy didnât you tell me where you were going?â Lucifer asked, and it was like he placed a pillow to your head with the way his tone softened. His thumb had somehow ended up stroking soft circles on the back of your palm as he held your hand.
Vox stayed inside but his prying eyes stared through the glass nonetheless. He crossed his arms.
âDonât look at him, darling,â Lucifer consoled with a lowered voice. He delicately took your chin and pivoted it back to him. âLook at me.â
âLook, can we talk about this back at the hotel?â You asked, but with the tone you used, you were teetering on the edge of pleading. âIâm ⌠Iâm sorry.â
âOh, honey,â Lucifer cooed, tucking away any small pieces of hair that hung over your face. âOf course we can.â
All you could do was give Vox a weary glance before you ducked down into Luciferâs car and disappeared in the distance.
.
The ride back had not been short of thick silences that hung in the air. Everytime you looked to him for some sort of emotion, there was nothing for you to read; his complexion was a still pond resting under the moonâs grace. Not even anger bubbled up the surfaceâand this is solely based on your assumption of what he must have been feeling, because he was a blank page. Itâs only reasonable.Â
Lucifer stopped at the newly built hazbin parking lot but didnât pull out the key.
He looked at you expectantly, turning even his upper body to face you.Â
You bit your lip.
âYou donât wanna go inside first?â A squeak of a voice was all you managed.
âI donât want Charlie to see us upset,â Lucifer reasoned solemnly as he frowned at the floor before he returned his attentive gaze to you. âWhatever it is, Iâm sure we can work it out in here.â
âIâm ⌠ashamed, okay,â you exhaled, folding your arms over your chest as you slouched forward. âIâm in hell for a reason. I know it looks bad but Iâve known Vox since he was alive. And I still believe in Charlieâs cause! Iâm doing better ⌠you know that, right?â
âOf course, I do, sweetie,â Lucifer blurted immediately, holding your arms like he was the glue to keep you from crumbling apart. âBut why did you ⌠did you think I wasnât going to understand if you had told me?â
âYes,â you admitted. âEven I wouldnât have understood if I were in your shoes. I mean, I act like a completely different person around him. And I know what Vox has done, trying to send in Sir Pentious as a spy. Itâs horrible. But he wasnât always like that. Or, maybe he was butânever with me.â
âHoney, I trust you more than just about anyone in this hell. And fuck, thatâs difficult in this side of the world, right? I meanâI just ⌠you had me thinking the worst. Well, maybe not the worst butââ
âYou thought I was cheating on you, didnât you?â
âNo, never,â Lucifer denied immediately as his eyes widened but his brows furrowed. âI knew it was some kind of mistake. I know youâd never do that to me. But you know ⌠catching up with an overlord like itâs a regular tuesday still raises a few questions ifââ
âI know that. Iâm sorry. I should have told you. Iâm sorry,â you repeated rigidly, curling into yourself so much that your head landed on his shoulder as he still held your arms.Â
Lucifer pulled back to hold your face by the cheeks, and you didnât struggle against him as he pressed his forehead on yours, his hat tilting up to accomodate you.Â
âHow about a kiss and weâll call it even?â He smiled, and you felt his warmth spread to your cheeks.
You grinned back. âOkay.â
You tilted your chin up and gave him a kiss, and both of you had sustained it longer than either of you had expected. Your hand cupped his own over your cheek.Â
Your lips finally parted, but not much before you both reconnected again, then again, and the third time your mouth was a little more openâand Luciferâs tongue slithered inside.Â
Your tongue met his, and they rolled over each other every time you kissed him. A few more kisses, and suddenly you were biting his lip lightly. He chuckled.
âI can see youâre eager to make it up to me, princess,â he said in that voice he knew drove you up the wall.
âI am,â you hummed, a little more innocently than you had intended.Â
âWell, what are you gonna do?â He asked, genuine curiosity brewing in a higher tone.
You slipped away from his flowerbud grasp and pulled the lever of your seat. The backrest declined all the way backwards, and you laid down comfortably while your thumb slid under your dress and hooked around something that was already mildly damp.
âIâm gonna sit back âŚâ
You chuckled as Luciferâs eyes followed your every movement like a moth to a lamp; he followed the way your underwear slid down your knees before you folded your legs up to your chest to fully rid yourself from the garment. You tossed your underwear in his face before he could get a good view of what heâs getting himself into.Â
He shook his head in a jolt, crumpling your panties and stuffing them into his pocket anxiously. But by then you were modest again, with your dress covering your thighs but still riding up dangerously high.Â
âAnd let you decide the rest,â you finished in a thin breath.
âGoodness, okay, woo! Okayââ Lucifer sputtered and fanned his overcoat as he averted his gaze. It didnât last long when his gaze gravitated towards your core that had been concealed but outlined your dress.
You bit your lip. âWell?â
Luciferâs shoulder emerged from his coat as he shrugged one side of it off, and your gaze magnetized to the view as it slipped down him like a snake traversing down a tree.Â
He planted his knee on the closer edge of your seat and it didnât take long for him to shift your legs closer together, allowing space for his knees on either side of your thighs. Though, steadying himself naturally had his chest protruding as he held onto the car ceiling for support. His muscles peeked through the folds of his dress shirt, and the same can be said with his chest under his waistcoat. But thatâthat was no complaint.Â
He finally fell to you with only his forearms to keep him up. His eyelids sank, his gaze indecisive between your eyes and your dry lips.
He settled on neither when he ducked below your jaw and planted kisses along it before he strayed downwards.Â
The spaghetti string of your dress slid down your shoulder the more your squirmed at Luciferâs nibbles. You knew the moment he caught sight of this because he hesitated for a tenth of a second.Â
He grinned. He took it between his fingers delicately and slid it down further.Â
âWhoops,â he grinned.Â
Glossy silicon mocked him as it peeked out from what had been peeled off you.Â
âLuci, careful with that, Iâll need to put it back on laterââ
Lucifer tore it off you anyway, tossing it to the back with his overcoat. âIâll give you my coat when we go in, youâll be fine.â
âLuci!â You laughed as he did the same with the other, your nipples stiffened from the cold air of the car.Â
Lucifer sat on your pelvis, his hands traveling under your boobs to cradle them.Â
You both have had sex multiple times together, and yet every time he removes undergarments off you, he enters a dazed trance like it was something new. Something to bask in the wonders of.Â
He massaged your breasts gently, and it didnât take long before he ducked down and had his lips wrapped around one of your nipples, one hand twisting and playing with the other.
A noise bubbled in your throat but you held your breath and bit your lip. Watching Lucifer hadnât been any help; he cocked a brow at you, and a cheeky grin still made its way to the red circles on his cheeks as he quicked his tongueâs flicks against you. You gritted your teeth, a squeak making it past your lips.Â
His hand abandoned the other nipple, but before you could whine in protest a new sensation rose in your lower stomach as Lucifer shifted his entire body further down.
His fingers had already been deep beneath your folds, your clit sitting pretty between as he pinched it and rubbed it in his grasp.
âLuci ⌠fuck âŚâ
âAtta girl,â he chuckled. Hell, you hated just how raspy his voice gets when heâs worked up. That by itself had been a leg-opener all on its own. âThatâs it. Let me hear you sing.â
Your legs flinched at the jolt of pleasure his fingers brought, and Lucifer took this opportunity to lift the hem of your dress for easier accessâand perhaps, a pretty view.
Every so often, heâd bring the threat of pushing his middle finger past your walls, but through the haze of pleasure, it was impossible to read his intentions when he easily could have been using your juices to lubricate his ministrations on your clit.
It had been like the wave of a wand, the way his free hand undid his tie. It dangled loose below his collar that he used to straighten out so diligently; something once so clean soon turned into a crumpled mess in your name.Â
His wrist pivoted down to the buttons on his waistcoat. The faintest flick of his thumb and suddenly his waistcoat hung dead on his torso before he rubbed faster on your clit, making your squeal.Â
Cold air brushed past your arousal at the sudden absence of him, and your walls throbbed against each other in response; they bruised and ached and when Lucifer turned down the brightness of the car light, it was all you could feel besides the leather your nails were sinking into.
âLuci, please âŚâ
âPlease what, honey?â
âIt hurts,â you whined. You didnât mean to, and in fact a burning sense of shame rose up to your neck and cheeks as sweat tore through the pores on your forehead but all you could do was grab his hand.
âIâm coming, daddyâs coming.â
A slow zipping sound ensued and just as quickly, the head of his erection pressed into your folds and your dripping walls pushed back from the pressure.
You moaned and grabbed Luciferâs shoulders out of raw instinct, which brought him closer to you.Â
âYou want it all, princess?â
âYes, fuck yes,â your mouth sagged numb from having to carry your writhing heart in your throat. The vulnerability of his skin on yours, the way his head was just so warm compared to the cold air earlierâyour pussy throbbed once more.
 âAre you sure?â
âPlease please please Luci I canâtâoh! Fuck!â
He pushed his length into you, your neck arching back as you grabbed a fistful of his shirt from where your hands hung around his neck.
Your throat clogged with the embarrassing sounds you knew you would have let out if you had no restraint left. You closed your eyes, knowing well that they were halfway to the back of your head.Â
Your stomach seemed to make way for his size in you, tossing and spreading the ache to your limbs as your entire body steeled to accommodate him and the space he filled in you.Â
âAre you okay?â He asked.Â
You nodded, and a hole punctured through your throat as you sighed shakily. âYes, godââÂ
âDonât say his name,â Lucifer breathed, his hand soft on your neck as he looked at your lips then back up at you. âIf you have to say someoneâs name, let it be mine.â
âIâm sorry.â Was the first thing your brain conjured, and the only thing you could utter when all else in there had been undone.Â
Lucifer kissed your jaw. âDonât be sorry baby.â
He took your lips in his, his forked tongue brushing past your teeth once more. âDonât be sorry.â
It was barely considered movement when he pulled out less than half his entire length and pushed in gently, as if you were something fragile he couldnât afford to drop. You bit your lip and hummed at how smooth he slid into you, how your juices coated him beyond what was needed.Â
He pulled out quickly but reentered languidly, like a wave finding its way to shore your core clenched at the nerves that tingled in you, the bruises almost sated in what it yearned for as he thrusted again, and your heart spewed.
âFuck, if you make a sound like that again I donât know if Iâll be able to control myself,â Lucifer panted. âYouâre so pretty, it makes me tremble.â
You reached up to give him another kiss, tilting your head along with the circles spinning in it. âDo whatever you want to me. You deserve that much.â
âYeah? Well, I want to treat you like fucking royalty. Savor every inch if you,â Lucifer hissed through his pleasure. A choked moan left you, causing Lucifer to smile. âYeah, see? Just like that princess. Fuck, taking me so well âŚâ
With how soft his thrusts were, pressure subsided into more liquid pleasure that sloshed over your nerves. They lit up like christmas lights in your brain as you both moved in tandem to Luciferâs pace.Â
A fire had started at your nape from the body heat that had nowhere to go, sweat dripping from your hairline and paving wavy lines of hair that caused your forehead to glisten. Your collarbones warmed up in a different way, Luciferâs hot breath filling the space between the both of you.Â
His thrusts grew anxious over time, but his hips never once hit your ass which might have scalded your stomach further; the fact that this man possessed an iron grip over his control in his strokes, he had been careful not to taint youâhe only took from places he knew both of you would be enraptured inâand absolutely nothing less.Â
âHoney, I canâtââ he hissed through gritted teeth as his fingers curled in your hair. His eyes wandered down to how your breasts bobbed to his strokes. He moaned your name, and if the car hadnât been shaking from Luciferâs rutting, it shook from the way he proclaimed your name and dropped his head like he was bowing to a god. âHolding me so tightâyou worried Iâm gonna let go, sweetie?â
âNoângh! You just feel so good I c-canât!â You yelped in time with each thrust that followed. âLuci, Iâfuck!â
His head perked up, just like the bundle of nerves in that oh-so familiar spot. An old friend.Â
Lucifer gave a determined grin, sweat trickling down his cheek as he paused to wipe it away.Â
âWell, hello,â he greeted in a low sultry voice.
He resumed fucking you, but this time he had you screaming his name as his length rubbed up against that spot your body purred to. You shivered and your walls clenched, causing Lucifer to falter.
âF-Fuck, thatâs it, good girl,â he grunted in between controlled thrusts that had your gut squeezing. He never once missed.Â
When your walls fluttered, Lucifer chuffed through his teeth and through the fog of your satisfaction, you indulged in the smell of cotton candy sweat.Â
âYouâre close, princess, so close, I can feel it.â
You gritted your teeth with whatever strength you had left, even your hands had begun to slip from Luciferâs shoulders.Â
 âYou?â Was all you could manage.Â
âMe? Baby, seeing you like this has me fucked out,â Lucifer huffed. âShit!â
You squeezed his shoulders before he could pull out.
âIn me, Luci!â
He froze, shaking his head to wave away his own daze to focus on you, the things your ⌠request entailed.Â
âDarling, I donât have a condom on,â he whispered as the inner corners of his brow quivered.Â
âYouâd make beautiful fucking babies, LuciâI wanna carry them.â Your voice had been obliterated from the sounds Lucifer had fucked out of you. Wispy breaths was what it had becomeâbut the red in your cheeks and your weakened yet felicious state made Lucifer smile.
âYouâre not thinking straight,â he said your name and it was nearly enough to get you back down from the clouds. âCâmon, honey âŚâ
âLuci âŚâ you whined. âYouâre so goddamn hot when youâre being responsible âŚâ
âYeah?â He laughed softly, cradling your cheek in his hand.Â
âYeah âŚâ
âLetâs finish you up, okay?â He reached up to kiss your forehead but you squeaked from the fact that his length slid deep into you in the process. âAh, sorryââ
âDonât be sorry, baby,â you quoted him from last time, and his surprise melted into a warm smile instead. âPlease fuck me.â
âAs you wish.â
You screamed brokenly as he continued his ruthless pace from before, and he remembered the exact angle to hit. Your nerves were about ready to jump out from your body as you skyrocketed back into the clouds, your orgasm coming sooner than you could warn him.Â
âCumming!â He gritted through his teeth as his horns shot up from his head and you both came together with Luciferâs cum hitting your dress instead.
Your head hung off the car seatâs headrest. Sweat shimmered on the leather you laid on, and your legs trembled from how long theyâd been held at the same position. The only thing you two shared now was open-mouth breaths. You thought of moving, but your muscles were well past its limit to even be lifted.
Lucifer twisted around to grab tissues from the passenger seat compartment. In just a few seconds, he wiped out most of the evidence of himself on your dress. By this time, his horns were long gone and his eyes had returned back to its original form.
âFuck ⌠I didnât think this through âŚâ Lucifer grumbled to himself as he hit his temple with his palm. He ran his fingers through his hair before he mustered a weak smile for you. âWait here, Iâll grab your clothes from your room.â
You exhaled audibly as he vanished with a swirl of sparkling red smoke.Â
A few breaths of silence by yourself wasnât ideal, especially when you felt the whine and ache of your limbs in the fact that you were as good as scattered leaves across autumn grass.Â
Just then, your phone buzzed from the cupholder.
You winced as you bent to take it.
Brat >:)
you better not be fucking him right now i swear to FUCKING GOD [ 13:06 ]
you disappear for years and suddenly youâre back and youâre telling me YOUâRE DISAPPEARING AGAIN?&2$:$$3;: FUCKING [ 13:05 ]
HELLO? THE FUCK [ 12 :57 ]
iâm not gonna let even the king of hell himself keep you from me [ 12:16 ]
because i am not done with you yet [ 12:15 ]
bitch you better show me whatever the fuck you wanted to show me earlier before daddy decided to whisk you away like some fucking fairy tale prince [ 12:15 ]
You chuckled as you swiped the notification.
You [ 13:06 ] : bitch you know the dick is good cmon now
Vox [ 13:06 ] : i mean this in the most platonic and murderous way possible, i will fuck you myself if thatâll get you to ACTUALLY BE A FRIEND AND VISIT ME INSTEAD OF DISAPPEARING FOR YEARS
Vox [ 13:06 ] : i already have to deal with the heartbreak of al
Vox [ 13:06 ] : ykw doesnât matter THE POINT IS THAT YOU ARE THE SHITTIEST FUCKING FRIEND AND I MISS YOU IS THAT NOT REASON ENOUGH
You [ 13:07 ] : okay, okay, how about this sunday then lmaoo
Vox [ 13:07 ] : you better fucking believe iâll be blowing a fucking hole through that radio prickâs hotel just to pick you the fuck up asshole
You [ 13:07 ] : if i didnât know any better vicky i would have assumed youâre actually coming to pick alastor up HAHAHAHAAHAHAH
Vox : ( typing ⌠)
Your phone levitated out of your hands and when you followed where it zipped off toâ
âLuci!â You sprung up from the declined backrest in surprise.
Lucifer squinted at your phone as he swiped his thumb down on your screen.
âFirst of all, Iâm honored that youâre telling people how well I pleasure you. Second of all,â Lucifer paused, leaning into you as he used his free arm to hold himself up to you. âVox is in a world of hurt if he thinks Iâm gonna let him lay a finger on you.â
âYeah?â You copied the way Lucifer says it and watched as his face reddened.
You noticed your spare clothes on his lap and you lifted the dress over your head and discarded it on the floor of the backseat.Â
You held out your hand for Lucifer to hand you your clothes.
He simply looked at your hand, then back at your naked body, then back at your hand as took it in his own.
You laughed. Hard.
âWhatâwhatâs happening whyâre youââ
âThe clothes, baby!âÂ
âOhâOh! Right! Shit!â He finally handed you an oversized shirt, fresh underwear and a pair of shorts you used to at-home wear. âI thought you were asking for another round or something, holy shitââ
âI mean âŚâ you smirked.Â
âHoney âŚâ Lucifer warned, as if trying to keep a predator from attacking.Â
âOh? You donât wanna? My bad,â you replied innocently. âI was just wondering if Vox was free tonightââ
âI know youâre trying to get a rise out of me but honey âŚâ Lucifer trailed off as he flipped your phone and shoved it into his back pocket.Â
He crossed over to your seat once more and pinned you back down where you once were, one knee pressed on the side of your seat as his hands ended up on either side of your neck.
âI hate to remind you that I am the fucking devil,â his voice dripped with a poison much worse than what youâve heard from Alastorâs static. His horns hadnât sprouted out yet but with his eyes aching red, it wasnât too far from reappearing. âAnd if you love me as much as I love you then there is no goddamn way in this realm I am sharing you with anyone else let alone some overlord who thinks Alexander is worth anyoneâs fucking time.â
âItâs Alastor andââ you paused, combing through your hair idly. âLuci, Vox is only a friend from the living worldââ
âA friend who thinks he can fuck you.â
âHeâs in hell for a reason.â You crossed your arms.
Lucifer sighed and closed his eyes, the red dissipating from them once they reopened.Â
âListen, honey, Iââ Luciferâs gaze lifted away from you for a moment, almost like heâd been overwhelmed with the words clogged in his throat. âYouâre someone I canât afford to ⌠mess up ⌠again. And I know that means simply letting you be. But also, Iâve justâIâve lost so much, and I only just got Charlie back so I âŚâ
You lifted your arm as your hand fell on his cheek, your thumb softly stroking him back and forth.Â
He closed his eyes, letting out a shaky breath as he placed his hand on yours.Â
âI know Vox is just a friend. And I know itâs insane to think Iâll lose you to him, but ⌠at the end of the day, this is hell. He still mocks the very thing weâre trying to achieve and I get that youâre not like that and that youâre not easily manipulated but I just âŚâ
âLuci âŚâ you muttered. You sat up and kissed him chastely on the cheek.Â
âI think about losing you a lot. I think about it to an irrational degree. So itâs not actually something you can fix. Itâs something I have to do on my own.â
âEven if thatâs true, I can still do my best to be with you and make sure you feel loved everyday. I really was a dick today, I had no idea you were ⌠Iâm sââ
âItâs okay. We âŚâ Lucifer chuckled weakly. âWe made up, remember?â
âYeah,â you smiled. âLuci ⌠you know I love you, right?â
âLike the sun loves the moon,â Lucifer said.Â
And you knew where it came from, maybe not its exact whereabouts but just how deep it was embedded to him, that statement; he himself had witnessed the creation of the sun and the moon. He knew the tides the two shared, the way their yearning for each otherâs pull had been the natural way of things, the only way the people could ever experience day like they do night.
I know you love me because we love like itâs fate.
.
You and Lucifer walked into the hotel, your back slouched with Luciferâs overcoat hanging over your shoulders as you folded your arms beneath them.Â
âHey Charlie,â Lucifer greeted, and he told her daughter who was already making her way to you that you werenât feeling well and that you needed rest. Of course, Charlie nodded and resumed her activities with her other friends.Â
You retired to Luciferâs room, the left side of the bed while he took the right.
âI love you,â your chest exhausted what it had been used to holding for him, until you saw him.
âI love you, too,â Lucifer hummed back, a sigh escaping him like cherry blossoms in the wind.Â
âI love you for the soul you are beneath your bones.â
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The Significance of Loverâs Lake and Byler (Theory) Part 2
Sequel to this post
(Warning: mentions of sex and drugs)
Okay so first of all, if you havenât seen my previous post on my theory involving Lovers Lake and Byler, please read it first. I go over my theory and predictions for Byler and the heart shaped lake. This is a secondary post to it, outlining some VERY interesting details involving the owner of the lakeside house, the lakeside house itself, and all the romantic and sexual elements present. Iâm saving the best for last here.
Letâs start with the owner of the lakeside house.
Reefer Rick

So I recently made a silly post arguing that the most queer coded character in Stranger Things is not Mike nor Will (nor Robin, Henry, Eddie etc), and I stand by this statement. The most queer coded character is: Reefer Rick. Now, I know we never see the guy, but literally all the information we have on him is either queer coding or drug references.
Synonyms of his name are literally f*g Dick, with a shared last name with the famous tea company founder who so happens to have been a homosexual: Lipton.
We know he doesnât have a family, thus heâs a single man who occasionally has his buddy/fellow dealer Eddie stay over. Hm, not very heterosexual of him.
Then we have his movie list.
Now, as many of us know, the movie âFast Timesâ is used within Stranger Things as a way to gage if someone is attracted to women or not. We have Steve, Dustin, Lucas, and Vickie all confirmed to have enjoyed this movie⌠specifically for that shot at 53 minutes and 5 seconds. Sure, Reefer Rick rented the film, but why is it the only movie he rented that was returned on time? For context, heâs the only character who had films listed as âlateâ returns. So, he obviously enjoyed Cheech & Chong a lot more. Two guys doing drugs is more interesting to him than a sexy lady. Okay, noted.
Now, how is he perceived by the people of Hawkins?
Oooof. Okay. Heâs not well liked it seems. He apparently is causing some fear and anger amongst the Hawkins residents. Kind of similar of a reaction these people would have towards an openly gay man during the 1980s.
Also I have to include @/conflictofthemind âs excellent point that injectable drug use and unprotected sex (specifically between two men) were both commonly associated with HIV/AIDS⌠a major epidemic during the 80s and a major subtextual theme within the show.
Now, whereâs this guy live while outside of jail?
I donât blame the guy for âhidingâ when the town is not too fond of him. Of course he is a drug dealer so thereâs that as well. But interesting they used the word âhideâ, which has been associated with queerness within the show already (plus this line was said by Robin (featured in the middle of the shot!!!) who is queer herself).
(Both of these screenshots are from 1x02 interestingly enough.)
Wouldnât it make sense for these two âhidersâ to hide out in âa perfect place to hideâ together? Seeking refuge in a fellow gay manâs secluded house?
I will say itâs also worth noting that he does not have any women featured on the walls within his house. Also, he has a phallic shaped bong (weâll get back to that soon).
Phew okay so thatâs Reefer Rick. Are you still with me? Hopefully I didnât bore any of you with this. I promise you this all leads back to Byler.
So, moving on to his house.

So as @/therainscene kindly pointed out, this poster with the smiley face can be related to rave culture and ecstasy in the 1980s. So a drug reference, in a drug dealerâs house⌠shocker I know. But I gotta say, ecstasy is also a term often related to sex. I also have to add this little tidbit from one of our favourite directors of Stranger Things, Shawn Levy. Keep in mind, he knows whatâll happen in the next season⌠and heâs directing episodes after 3 and 4âŚ

Interesting word choice, no?
So, back to the symbolism within (and near) the house.
Letâs talk about the phallic symbolism that appears in pairs in these shots. Itâs a choice, isnât it? With two males in each shot. We know the Duffers love details and foreshadowing⌠I doubt itâs a coincidence. Also, anyone else notice that phone in the background? Just had to mention it, since our boys are frequently associated with phones and calls.
Then, of course, I gotta bring back this shot.
The bed. Blue meets yellow. You know it! We all heard it a thousand times by now. Letâs look at what else is in the shot. A closed closet. Another reference to our boys. To the right, youâll see a toilet paper roll. Now, if you have a brother, you might see the same thing in his room. Sure it can be used as a tissue for your nose but letâs just say thereâs usually another use for it. Iâll call it âself loveâ. So, basically, another sexual reference.
To sum up this house: lake/water, drugs, and ecstasy/smiley face. Now, letâs go back to a scene featuring our boys with all these elements in the background.
Makes you wonder doesnât it?
I must also point out the âParisâ poster in the background. City of love, anyone? Plus the fireworks. Theyâre really trying to tell us something here.
Also, @/foodiewithdahoodie pointed out how Paris specifically was one of the first places to decriminalize sodomy.
You know, I also wouldnât rule out every aspect of Murrayâs prediction here.
Shout out to the Hylers out there!
Perhaps after a lot of stressful days of fighting interdimentional demons, these boys want to wind down and de-stress in their hiding spot. I can see Reefer Rick as a fellow Nintendo player, leaving his console behind, as well as his weed, for our boys to use. I also wouldn't be surprised if Eddie left a few of his beers behind. I mean⌠Murray has a pretty good track record for predictions. This would also really double down on the message that Mike and Will âarenât kids anymore.â
Also, wouldnât it be fun to look back at Murrayâs predictions and realize that theyâve all come to be?
Okay, now letâs finally get to the romance elements!
First thing I want to start with is this shot:

So⌠they had to show us a mailbox, didnât they? With that name âLiptonâ which as I mentioned in my previous post⌠is associated with Thomas Lipton who had a lover named William Love.
1 point for #lettergate
AndâŚ


âHope Our Love Lives/Lasts And Never Diesâ
WWII solders used the acronym H.O.L.L.A.N.D. to convey a love message in a letter. The whole love letters association with Mike and Will never end, do they?
2 points for #lettergate!
As for the â2121â, I think itâs possible that itâs referencing multiple things⌠number references are tricky like that in my opinion. But I will say that @/thestrangestthing89 brought up the fact that â2121â could be a reference to âTwin Flamesâ which is yet another reference to romance.
Continuing on with the romanceâŚ
Letâs return back to the scene where Reefer Rick is first mentioned. After Max mentioned him, we are cut to Steve talking about a movie.
A movie filled with action and romance, you say?
So⌠Doctor Zhivago.
Basically a tale of two people in love during a difficult time (Russian Revolution) being separated, with other people, then finally reunited. Not completely unlike our boys. Notice how the âadultâ sign is noticeable in the background. Not kids anymore.
He mentions action, which Iâm sure there will be some of as well at the famous lake.
Okay enough with the silly details, letâs stop and look at the bigger picture.
Our beloved lake. Look how gorgeous it truly is. Plus the fact that itâs a literal heart? You canât get more âon the noseâ than that.
Now, who else is known as a heart? (Tough question I knowâŚ)

This boy is, without a doubt, narratively tied to the lake. He is âthe heartâ⌠he is THE LAKE (symbolically).
Thank you to @/everaster for bringing attention to the fact that after Mike was pushed to deliver that monologue to El by Will, Max âdiedâ, then the gates opened WIDE. One of those gates, as we know, is located within Loverâs Lake⌠known was âwatergateâ (term coined by Dustin).
So, as of now in this story⌠Loverâs Lake is literally broken in two. A broken heart in need of mending.
Who better to accomplish that task than the boy who has known him for a decade and loves him completely and selflessly?
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Hope you enjoyed these posts as much as I enjoyed making them! Itâs honestly so much fun looking for evidence and finding such interesting stuff. Some of it may be reaching, and thatâs okay because itâs all in good fun! Thatâs what fandoms are all about.
The level of attention to detail in this show never ceases to amaze me! Thereâs so much depth and clues to look for and play around with. I hope to have sparked some inspiration and creativity for some people! đđđ
As always, would love to know your thoughts!
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stancy + mlvn music coding
this is probably gonna be messy but i will try my hardest to keep it comprehensible
okay so recently i was rewatching the robin/vickie/vickie's bf scene in the gun store (4x08) because i felt like i'd heard the song that plays there before. it reminded me of the song that plays during this scene in 2x01
the song that plays in the s4 scene is actually 2 songs back to back, the first called 'Kids Two' (a variation of 'Kids" from the s1 sound track) and the second called 'Choices', originally from the s2 soundtrack. 'Choices' plays in the scene in 2x08 where dustin apologizes to lucas for lying about dart and suggests max take his place in the party and also says he felt the electricity between lucas and max-- and it leads into the scene where max and mike talk about el, and mike reminds max that she's still not in their party. i find that interesting because no one in that scene says choice, and no one in either scene is making a choice. that name does make sense for the s4 scene, because vickie is torn between her boyfriend and robin, clearly implying she must make a choice. 'Choices' is the song that sounded familiar to me.
the songs aren't exactly the same, but they are definitely similar and the one in s4 is likely an edited version of the one from the stancy scene.
those scenes are obviously parallels, steve sneaks up behind nancy and scares her and they kiss, just like vickie and her bf. then nancy/vickie look at jonathan/robin in a seemingly yearning way. love triangle stuff.
i always figured the song in the stancy scene was an original track from season 2. but turns out it isn't from s2, its from s1. its called 'First Kiss', and, you guessed it, it plays during mike and el's first kiss in 1x08.
i am not lying, go and watch the scenes.
after discovering this, i watched some more stancy scenes to listen for more similarities in the music. and i came across this scene from 1x05, where nancy almost hits steve with her bat and he apologizes to her over dismissing her concern over barb, and nancy gives him a kiss.
i went through the s1 tracklist and even tried shazam-ing the scene, but nothing turned up. i thought it sounded like 'First Kiss', but i wasn't sure if it was my own bias feeding into that. so i went to reddit, where all the people with way too much time on their hands hang out, and asked if anyone knew which ost was playing in that scene. this is what i got back
the reddit gurus agree with me.
as they said, first kiss also plays when mike and el make up in the hospital in 3x05. makes sense, since it's supposed to be their song.
i will also add that the stancy scene in 1x05 is immediately followed by the scene of joyce kicking lonnie out. that speaks for itself. AND, the mlvn scene in 3x05 cuts directly from el smiling at mike to a dead body. take that as you will
so lets recap
'First Kiss', or a section/version of it, has played during
1x05 steve apologizes to nancy 1x08 mike and el kiss 2x01 steve scares nancy and stancy kiss, nancy yearns over jonathan 3x05 mike and el make up via m&ms
2 stancy scenes and 2 mlvn scenes.
hm.
and 'Choices', which i strongly believe is derived from 'First Kiss', plays during
2x08 dustin apologizes to lucas and points out the electricity between lucas and max 2x08 mike and max talk about el 4x08 robin watches vickie and her boyfriend kiss
2 references to a love triangle (dustin,lucas,max & robin,vickie,dan)
and a nod towards mlvn involving max, who in the next season will come between mike and el's relationship.
HM.
im not sure if any of these besides 'Choices' play in s4, but once i do a rewatch i will let you guys know. im pretty sure they don't because i have a weirdly good memory when it comes to my hyperfixations so i think i'd remember it. like i knew the music from the stancy scene in 2x01 just from watching it like four different times since 2017.
all of this coupled with the countless times byler has had music parallels with jancy and lumax, i'm pretty sure this means byler endgame.
if anyone tries to say that it doesn't matter that they reused mike and el's first kiss song for a loveless relationship, i wholeheartedly disagree with you. they make songs that are specifically for one scene and are never played again. for example 'The First Lie', the song that played during jonathan and nancy's first kiss has only played during that scene. never again.
so if mlvn is what the fans say it is, the main couple, the epic love story of stranger things, why can't they just have a song to themselves? jonathan and nancy do. im sure they could've found another song that fit for the stancy/jancy scene in 2x01, knowing the implications it would give if they used it. but nope, they had to use 'First Kiss', which takes place an episode before the stancy scene. 1x08 -> 2x01
one more example, 'On The Bus' is from the s2 soundtrack. it plays once during s2, when lucas and max talk on top of the bus. it doesn't play at all in s3, and then randomly in 4x04, it plays during a byler scene. THAT. HAS. IMPLICATIONS.
take this however you'd like
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I mean. If A New Wish takes place roughly 20 years after the original series (which seems to be the case since Vicky was 16 in the original and is said to be 36 here), then wouldn't Peri be RIGHT at college age?? Why is he immediately going into childcare instead of spending some time partying at the club.
Like I kind of get why he keeps getting distracted by his parents- he literally hasn't seen them in years and there doesn't seem to have been any contact between them during that period. Who was raising him while Cosmo and Wanda were gone. Is he still the only fairy born within the past ten thousand years. Did he cope at all with suddenly losing his brother forever, or is he just repressing it like he's apparently subconsciously been doing with Vicky and who knows what else. Peri and Dev can go to therapy together
This ask got me seriously thinking about the timeline between FOP and FOP:ANW, especially in relation to the Cosma-Fairywinkles
So Wanda and Cosmoâs ten thousand year long vacation obviously involved time travel, and from how both Wanda and Peri words things, it sounds like he wasnât there with them, at least for the last part of it â she specifically says they lost track of him during those ten thousand years and he specifically call it their (his parentsâ) vacation, not our vacation. That said, this trip, again, obviously involved time travel, meaning that while ten thousand years passed for Cosmo and Wanda, they mightâve only been gone for a few months for Peri. While thatâs still a super long time, given how old Cosmo and Wanda are, it might not be that long for them (ex I was talking about school timelines with an older coworker, and she said that while an extra year is a long time for someone in their 20s, like me, for someone in their 40s-50s like her itâs nothing)
That said, even if the vacation wasnât that long from Periâs perspective, Peri specifically notes he hasnât seen them since they got back from it â we donât actually know how long Cosmo and Wanda were living as a ânormal retired human coupleâ but itâs been long enough that they at least know some of the local celebrations (the lightbulb-ice cream parade)
Wanda and Cosmo donât seem like the type of people to abandon/neglect their kid, especially after something as presumably tragic and traumatic as their sibling completely forgetting about them, so Iâm just gonna assume that they either didnât start their vacation until Peri was old enough to be on his own, or that they took Peri with them and Peri broke off from them early on when he reached the age of majority
Cosmo specifically notes the year 2001, which is a reference to when the original show started airing. This also technically establishes 2001 as the year Peri was born, since Timmy doesnât age over the course of the series (ignoring timeline shenanigans from later in the series that ended up being reversed anyway) (also Peri is officially Gen Z rep)
Iâm gonna say that ANW takes place in 2023-2024, since thatâs when it was animated/aired, so about 22-23 years from the original series, which works with Vicky being said to be in her late 30s-early 40s and AJ looking to be in his early 30s (plus for all the fantastical elements these shows include when history is concerned â ie every they do with dinosaurs â this writers do seem fond of establishing political events in the series as matching the real world â ie Cosmo getting emotional over Obama and wanting to go back to those days. Establishing the show as being 2024 instead of 2021 gives enough distance in universe from quarantines that the writers can get away with not mentioning it. If it was meant to be set in 2021, I feel like the writers would include some kind of reference â a throw away line establishing it as something that did/didnât happen in universe)
We donât know how fairies age, how long it takes them to reach the age of majority, but yeah, Peri just feels very Young Adult coded, and him being 20-23 just kinda works with his character. He comes off as someone fresh out of school working their first real job and being blindsided by how different it is from what he expected/studied. Assuming that he aged like a human up until adulthood and assuming that Cosmo and Wanda waited until he was old enough to study on his own (18) in a safe environment (a fairy academy presumably), that means itâs potentially been 2-5 years since heâs seen them and that he spent his adulthood/adult education without them â no wonder they still see him like a kid while he wants them to treat him like an independent adult, he was basically still a kid going off to school when they last saw him while he had years of his own to give the adult thing again (again, in a hard but semi-sheltered environment that would be a school in fairy world). Itâs possible Cosmo and Wanda are overcompensating for the thousands of years they missed (for them)/missing important events like graduation (for Peri)
It makes me think of the fact that the writers specifically named the robots that care for Dev and fulfill his demands (ei what ends up being Periâs job when he comes along) âau pairsâ â an au pair is basically a cross between a foreign exchange student and a nanny, someone (typically a young adult) from a different country who moves in with a local family and helps take care of the children and house in exchange for a living situation, and many au pairs specifically take on the role while studying at a local university. Thatâs not too far off from what Peri/a Fairy Godparentâs role is
All that out of the way⌠yeah Peri should be in the club. BUT who would he even go out with? Yes he had similar aged peers in the original series (Foop/Irep and Goldie), but we donât actually know if fairies started having kids again after he was born. If he had classmates as an adult, they would likely be fairies much older than him returning to school, so people he might not easily relate to
Thinking about it, it starts to make sense why Peri was given such a hard case for his first godkid â fairies can chose to go into retirement but for the longest time couldnât have children, so there wasnât anyone to take up the jobs they leave behind. In the original series there was a fairy godparent shortage that probably only got worse as fairies working that job got to the point of âokay, this is my last child, Iâm done after this.â Peri was possibly one of the only fairy godparents available (who else would go to Dev? Cookie? The fairy still pissed off at Cosmo and Wanda and going after Hazel? Please, sheâd probably refuse before even looking at Dev), plus he didnât have anyone experienced to give him advice going into things, so he couldnât, say, negotiate for an easier kid to start with or something before taking up the job
Peri is a young adult with almost no one to relate to, choosing a career that he views as âthe family businessâ to make his parents proud, choosing a career he automatically has a unique relationship to because of the timing of when he was born and who he grew up with, who has a strained relationship with his parents because of years of (unintentional but still) no contact (not to mention the very real family loss of having their other kid/his big brother basically go away forever and completely forget about them in the process, which canât be easy to navigate), whoâs working a hard job with no experience and seeming no resources
He really was doomed from the get go, wasnât he
#peri cosma#fairly oddparents#fop#fop a new wish#long post#ask#anon#meta#youâve got the guy who was basically unintentionally isolated taking care of the kid who self isolates when upset
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we tried. we tried so hard. love is pain my brethren use those two bullets
look at how he's looking at her. they've been married for a few weeks if all of that. God
#film: raazi#raazi#alia bhatt#vicky kaushal#bollywood#local gay watches Bollywood.txt#local gay rewatches Raazi (bc it's the last day of the fucking year and they said they would try to before '24 kicks the bucket).txt#i'm pouring one out and taking that boy to therapy be so fr. brother's dead. house searched. morse code equipment found#and we would be fine if it wasn't for the fact he saw one of the little pieces of the anklet that snapped off Sehmat's foot when she#ran to hide the shit so now he knows it's most likely her he is this close to losing his shit. crying in the bathroom so they don't hear#you bitch it hurtssssssssssssssss. don't get me started about the obvious above#'the Agency doesn't know yet bc they don't have the evidence that i do' need a long walk to the nearest cliff face right about now
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ITS HIM
ITS LA PIETA
but seriously, I feel like this one screenshot encapsulates my... hesitations about season 2. because honestly... it's shaping up to be Mid, and I mean that in the traditional meaning of the word.
1. It's good, nothing to complain
2. No overly glaring problems - story hits all the plotpointa
3. It's not flawless - or the level of quality has not superceded its flaws
And its that third point that kinda really... Hammers it in
*insert picture of Jayce*
Look at the Viktor screenshot - look at the quote
"The reason for our failures in the commune"
WHAT FAILURES?!? WE SAW NO SUCH FAILURES!!!
What are you talking about failures??? Bc from where we stood, your commune is fucking excelling - happy content people everywhere. Its clean. It gets fucking sunlight. Its nice as hell. What FAILURES???
and thats the problem you see - bc Viktor went from reluctant jesus to full on Messiah to apparently The Bad Guy All Along - AND THERES VERY LITTLE CARRY THE CHARACTER FROM ONE PHASE TO THE NEXT
same with cait - oh we see the prison, we see the fictitious arrests, the way enforcers wage war on its own people who BTW still aint independent of piltover, who BTW remain under piltover's rule, who BTW for the most part are innocent people who have done nothing wrong aside from being born in the undercity
the gangs are gone bc they all hate topside - and thats the only thing
BUT HERES THE THING, we dont see Cait doing any of this... its her soldiers, the enforcers, but aside from her magnificent leap to the bottom in s1, shes actually back to the usual cait - when Jinx stopped sexually frustrating her, she regained her moral code
(and we're gonna have to talk about the missed opportunities between ambessa, jinx, and cait. let me tell you. ive been cocked the block)
suddenly s2 act2 cait seems more or less similar to beginning of s2 act1 cait - with her misgivings about martial law. WE DIDNT EVEN GET TO LUXURIATE IN CAIT BEING DRUNK OFF HER TYRANNICAL POWERS!! WHAT WAS THE FUCKING POINT!!!
give me MOTHER goddamn, where the fuck was that??? where is goddamn horny seduction of power? where is ambessa getting pussy enchanted bc cait would tap that at least once and ambessa is trying to be professional and as cait starts pulling away, the lesbian break up would have been AMAZING - caits betrayal bc she went back to Vi?!? hello????? DO YOU NOT SEE HOW FUCKING SIZZLING THIS COULD HAVE BEEN???????
dont fuck the warlord - dont sexualize the warlord - ONLY IF YOU WERE A COWARD
give me the seething, writhing pit of moral ambiguity thats hot as hell
bc otherwise it comes out perfunctory.
LIKE BACK TO VICKY
if vicky was supposed to be the bad guy, his little commune needed to be A LITTLE MORE creepy. SHOW US THE FAILURES. show us how the healing turns people WRONG. What does it mean if vicky gets his hands on you? SHOW US THE HORRIFIED LOVED ONES WHO UPON SURRENDERING THEIR DISABLED BELOVED FIND THEIR BELOVED IRREVOCABLY CHANGED IN A WAY THAT CAN NEVER BEEN UNDONE
SHOW US THE EXISTENTIAL LOVECRAFTIAN HORROR YOU FUCKS!!! This whole commune could have been fifteen hundred percent weirder and uncanny, make us feel like we're in a fishing boat in the middle of the lake and something massive just brushed under our boat. make us feel small and uncomprehending cucks.
I FELT NOTHING!!! I FELT LIKE WE WERE HITTING EACH STORY BEAT FOR THE SAKE OF THE PLOT POINT
it was all perfunctory as fuck. there was no lingering, stewing tension that just gnaws at your bones until you remember with each aching movement. there was NOTHING like that.
i couldnt bliss out on the jayvik messy breakup. i couldnt savor cait having a pussy rebound with a worse partner (we couldve gone from Lestat to Armand levels of bad decisions here)
we get Nothing
So Arcane gets ONE more act 3 to finish this off but honestly... it feels like each act is almost self contained in and of itself. and the buildup of viktor and the arcane feels thin - papery - wishy washy. Im not entirely confident that theyre gonna wrap up everything nicely.
ive already had ONE MASSIVE DISAPPOINTMENT THIS YEAR, please i cant have another so close to the last (iykyk)
#arcane spoilers#arcane#viktor#viktor arcane#caitlyn kiramman#caitlyn arcane#ambessa#ambessa medarda
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Amybeth posting a photo dump of "on set essentials" with the fucking netflix logo and some waffles VICKIE STANS WE ARE SO BACK
Those little smiley face flower earrings are so Vickie coded convince me otherwise
Also why is she getting up at 4am that scares me a little bit
#early wake up is like long hair and makeup right#girl what are they about to do to you#stranger things#stranger things 5#vickie stranger things#give vickie a last name#rovickie#rockie#well we know if she's filming it's rovickie#amybeth mcnulty
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A/N: Don't mind me. I'm feeling angsty and protective over my sexuality today.
"Eddie's been gone for a while," Vickie said nervously.
Robin, Vickie, Eddie, and Steve had decided to go to the new gay club that opened up in Indie. They've been having a wonderful time so far, mingling and getting to know people. Meanwhile, Eddie decided to search the crowd for other bisexuals. Much to Steveâs disappointment, Eddie had found a guy that he liked and disappeared into the crowd with him.
"He's probably hitting it off," Steve muttered.
"This is what happens when you put off telling people how you feel," Robin said. "I can't believe that I managed to do it before you did."
"Thanks, very helpful, Robin," Steve said.
Suddenly, another man approached the table.
"Uh, did you guys come here with a guy named Eddie?" He asked.
"Yeah," Steve said.
"I think he's about to start a fight," the man said and pointed to the direction that Eddie was in.
"Jesus, okay. Thank you," Steve said.
He got up and started walking in that direction. A few minutes later, Steve started walking back with Eddie flung over his shoulder.
"How in the everloving fuck do I not look bisexual? How the fuck are you supposed to look bisexual? I'm sorry, am I supposed to part my hair, dye one side blue and the other side pink? How does one dress gay? I mean, you're just wearing clothes, and you happen to be queer! And if it's because of what I'm wearing, this is typical metalhead fashion. I mean, if this was true, then every metalhead would be gay. And you're telling me that bisexuals aren't allowed to use the hanky code? Also, I did not know about the code until today. I'm sorry that I don't look bisexual enough for you! Let me just change myself to fit your opinion of me! And apparently, you look bisexual and I don't! How come you get to be bisexual? Why am I not allowed?" Eddie ranted furiously. "Also, that one guy who said, "straight people are always trying to find clever ways to divide us." Excuse me?! I am not straight and what a fucked up thing to say. You know, I thought coming here would be another place to feel included, but it's just more people telling me who they think that I'm supposed to be. Being bisexual is just as queer as any other sexuality in the community. There's nothing wrong with being gay, just like there's nothing wrong with being bisexual. I'm sorry that me liking women isn't queer enough for you but this is who I am and if you don't like it then that's your problem!"
At some point, Steve had set him down and listened to him as he ranted. Finally, he stopped and sighed, dropping his shoulders.
"I'm sorry, Eddie," Steve said softly.
"Anything that I do, it's always going to be wrong to everyone," Eddie said and sighed. "The worst part is how some people acted like it was something that needed to be fixed. Isn't that why this community was created? To make people see that people like us don't need to be fixed."
"I'm sorry," Steve said softly.
"That's fucked up. What the hell?" Robin asked.
Eddie sighed and started fingering the collar of Steveâs polo. He ran his fingers over the soft material of the shirt before moving them up to cup Steveâs face.
"People are always going to be telling me what I'm doing is wrong, but I'm not going to let them stop me from living the life that I want to," Eddie said.
He pulled Steve by his collar and smashed his lips to his. Steve moaned loudly in surprise before relaxing into the kiss and sighing against his lips. Vickie squealed and started hitting Robin.
"Babe, I'm right here, I can see them too," Robin said in amusement.
Eddie broke the kiss, breathing heavily. He grinned.
"Thanks for carrying me out of the fight. When I said I wanted to fight that guy, I wasn't serious, especially when he brought out his hulk of a boyfriend," Eddie said, and then he grinned. "When I need someone to fight for me, does that mean that I have a boyfriend now who's willing to fight my battles for me?"
"Boyfriend, yes. Champion, no," Steve said.
"Well, damn," Eddie said.
"It's okay, Vickie, I'm willing to be your champion, unlike some people," Robin said teasingly.
Vickie giggled and kissed Robin. Steve rolled his eyes and wrapped his arms around Eddie's waist, pulling him close.
"Maybe I won't be your fighter, but I will always be there to pull your cute little ass out of the fire and to make you feel better when people hurt you," Steve said softly.
"Are you saying you'll be my fireman?" Eddie asked.
"I guess," Steve laughed.
"You do make me feel better about myself," Eddie said as he leaned his forehead against his. "Let's get out of here. I want to kiss you all over."
"Disgusting," Robin said affectionately.
Maybe one day, people won't have a problem with his sexuality but for now, Eddie was content to live his life with his family, friends, and Steve, who accept him completely for who he is. He was a bisexual man who liked men and women. Just because other people can't see him that way, didn't mean it was any less true. It was his undeniable truth.
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I was studying for maths and you know how I can't go 12 hours without thinking abt stranger things. I am just wondering, there are so sooo many queer coded characters in stranger things (or outright being told lgbt)
Will
Robin
Vickie
Mike
Billy
Eddie
Nancy
Barb
I was reading some theories abt steve too????
2 men who went camping??
And many more I have forgotten of. So many of them are so clear queer coding, and we know mf is practically a symbol of HIV with how targeted the attacks were. All the people attacked/died were somehow queer coded. Huh makes me think the story is seriously being written.
Okay I can't frame what I want to exactly say with my fried brain. It makes sense here, i might edit it after the goddamn exam is done.
(provided i don't lose the train of thought)
After exam edit: I lose the train of thought. I am crying.
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