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anonymous asked:

Do you think Eric and Dyl liked any classical movies like with James Dean or Marlon Brando etc..?

Probably, yes.  They liked the tough, macho guy stuff.  The video found by police in Eric’s vcr was Apocalypse Now which has Marlon Brando and Martin Sheen in it.  Again, we know that Dylan’s family were huge classic movie buffs. I’m sure he saw Rebel without a Cause with James Dean. His parents seemed to have majorly exposed their sons to the slower pace of older movies including black and white flicks and foreign films (such as Seven Samurai)  Though, I don’t know how far back Eric would go with ‘retro’ movies though AN was ‘79. 

In the wake of the Manchester terror attack, I was initially just…numb. And that feeling terrified me. The idea that one could become so used to acts of terror and tragedy that hearing about another one is just another Monday…it’s horrifying.
After more news came out, I was then filled with bitter anger masked by grief. Children. They were children just trying to enjoy a concert. The concert was over and they were going home with huge smiles on their faces. I know that feeling: the exhilaration after a big event, likely something they had been looking forward to for weeks or even months.
They were children. And they were targeted specifically because it sends a very strong message: “We don’t give a fuck about anybody outside ourselves: including children.”
Now, though those feelings of anger and sadness still linger, the new feeling of hope and overwhelming faith in the goodness of everyday people is shining through. As with all the other countless tragedies, we’re now hearing stories of everyday heroes on the streets last night, risking their lives to help the terrified concert goers, many of them children and young teenagers, off of the streets and in to contact with their families.
I hear stories like that, and I can’t help but smile. I would never wish for something like that to happen near me, but this incident instills in me new hope for humanity itself. I strive to live my life in such a way that if something were to happen and I had the chance to step up, risk my neck and help people in imminent danger….if I had that chance, I would take it.

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Video Game Ask : 26&27!!

26: Most disappointing video game you’ve played?

I think I’ll have to say Mass Effect 3 (at launch version). I haven’t played it ‘patched’ or with DLCs cause my Xbox 360 couldn’t connect to the internet.

Like the second installment the plot reminded me more of old-school schump games than that of Star Trek or Star Wars. The finale and ‘ending(s)’ were a huge let down for me but I wasn’t alone in that feeling.

I had felt very invested in a lot of the characters (and oh gosh, female Shepard) but I felt that Mass Effect as a franchise had gone more and more in a direction that wasn’t up my alley (the romance options, character design and so forth). I must reiterate that this is my own personal opinion  and thus highly subjective.

Sometimes I think I should give it a second chance on PC but I don’t think I will to be honest but there are some things in it that I remember fondly.

27: Most surprisingly good/enjoyable video game you’ve played?

I’ve had quite a lot of those so it’s hard to choose. Me and my brother used to buy lots of old and cheap games and binge play them and a lot of them were surprisingly good.

But I’ll have to go with Lost Eden. My brother had tried to make me play it for well over a decade and gave it to me as a present on my most recent birthday. This time I did play it and I instantly fell in love with it! The atmosphere, the character design, the writing! The mouse pointer makes me dizzy though.

A little unfinished doodle of Adam

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UPDATED RPDR Drinking Game!

All of your input was SO appreciated! It’s actually really fun to write these out and I’m definitely not done with it- mostly because seasons 1-3 and AS1 have nothing, and we still have the rest of season 9 to go (after this episode though I think I do need a drink) anyway HERE IS THE UPDATED LIST keep sending in ideas because they are all awesome! Most if not all were included in here and they were a huge help :)

Also please don’t try this at home I don’t want to be the root cause of alcohol poisoning. Personally I’d do it with water and first person to pee loses but that’s just my innocent ass being innocent.

The End Times

I was the first one to see a falling angel.

I was in my backyard stargazing, when a bright light streaked across the sky and a few moments later Gabriela smashed into my backyard.

She was really tall, I had to use two mattresses for her bed and move out most of the things in my living room to make room for her to sleep. She was very badly injured. Something had taken huge bites out of her chest, her eyes had been ripped out and one of her wings had been torn off. She spent most of her time unconscious and the rest gibbering in an unknown tongue.

She only spoke to me twice, once to tell me her name and the other time was to respond to a question I had asked her. “How did you get injured Gabriela?” I had asked. “War” she replied. She died a few hours after that.

In the following days, more and more angels fell from the sky. These angels however, were already dead, their bodies had been mutilated, sometimes so badly, that if not for their height and wings, we wouldn’t know for sure if they were angels. Surprisingly, while many people panicked, peace as a whole was kept and it only took a few days before the buses and trains were running on time again.

When the rain of corpses from heaven stopped, people were overjoyed. When huge cracks in the earth started to appear, they were less so. When fire and lava began to bubble up through the cracks, people rushed to monasteries, churches, mosques, and temples, anywhere they thought they might find answers. When the earth rumbled, and the cracks opened to spew out a horde of demons, we finally understood.

You see, the demons were all dead. Their bodies had been mutilated, just like the angels were. I thought that heaven and hell were in a war against one another, but they were actually fighting together. Against something else, something worse.

And it had won.

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Prince Henry in the 6x11 Sneak Peek

Keith, in the very first episode: you won’t like him anymore if you pretend you don’t know him

The Importance of Being Louis

While I’ve never discounted Louis’ leadership in 1D, it’s become obvious I haven’t fully appreciated his importance.  The unmistakable 1D sound is not 1/5 or ¼ due to Louis - without his insistence and persistence there would likely not be a distinct 1D sound at all.  It’s not exactly shocking news that pretty much the entire One Direction team (outside of the lads themselves) never had an inkling of them surviving beyond five years.  Ironically, it’s not the lads who’ve become bitter, or dried up has-beens, so much as those who tried to force them into that flash-in-the-pan, boy-band mold.  I don’t doubt that Harry understands the music business, but Louis recognized where the band could prosper (long term) and pushed in that direction.  

I saw something really special in the boys X-Factor covers, but that wasn’t enough to give them a career.  The boys were charming and good looking - their musical performances felt so earnest - they immediately connected with their target audience.  Savan gave them a great start in the business - the first two albums were huge hits with the boy-band audience.  The boys themselves were a huge hit too - their personalities even more than their looks (that point being largely overlooked by HQ.)  The popularity of early 1D (much as it is today) was two-fold:  Fans loved the music and they loved the boys individually and as a group.  (It’s not so much what they are - good looking, talented boys as who they are as people.)

I had long wondered who was behind the arrangements of their X-Factor covers.  Now it seems clear that Savan had a big hand in them.  To a large extent, he did a brilliant job with the boys, but he certainly could have afforded to give Louis and Niall a little chance to shine vocally.  Unfortunately, he wrote them off as “passengers” from the very beginning.

When Midnight Memories dropped the boys became young men.  The album is a bit all over the place, but their talent shines through.  They proved they could carry their audience into new sounds.  They could tackle diverse styles of music convincingly while always maintaining a certain One Direction flavor.  Two things would have happened if Louis hadn’t forced the issue of more creative control:  The lads would have become less and less earnest and convincing in their performance of the same old boy-band fare.  The fan base would not have expanded, but gradually withered away as young teen girls grew into more mature sounds.  The lads wanted more than the tried and true middling sameness of the music they were expected to produce.  They wanted something of their own - their story - their art.

Louis and Liam created the 1D sound we know today.  I dearly love Harry and his writing, but Louis is the architect and Liam his lieutenant (writing the bulk of the last three albums.)  I’m sure all five lads wanted to move in a new direction musically, but I can’t imagine any of them had the sheer moxie - the utter temerity and audacity that Louis had to pull it off.  We know Harry has given other groups advice on sticking together against all the forces that would try to pull them apart.  No one knows this lesson better than the lads of One Direction.  The other lads had to be absolutely stalwart in support of Louis’ rebellion to make it work.  He marshaled his brothers (and his lover) into a crack fighting team.  I’m convinced Syco was left with two choices:  Give the lads substantially more creative control or say goodbye to a band that was earning billions.  Given the hubris of Simon and the blindness of Savan (to the fact that these weren’t just five pretty faces anymore) I’m sure it had to be a drastic ultimatum.

They were just five naive, rambunctious, creative boys with massive, undeveloped talent.  With the right leadership, they had the potential dominate the music world.  Did that leadership come from management, label, or writers?  No.  That desperately needed leadership came from the one who was supposedly the “least talented” of all.

God bless you Louis Tomlinson.

Skulls and Roses ☠️🥀

JUNGKOOK - COLLEGE AU, TATTOOIST AU. 

The best way to get someone’s attention is to get a tattoo or hit someone with your motorcycle. 

PART TWO

Originally posted by sugutie

“Shit, shit, shit, shit.” you sprint across the quad, pushing past students and jumping over bushes and benches like a track star doing hurdles. The chanting of the curse word only gets louder and faster once you looked down at your watch once again and saw that your class would start in less than a minute and you were a mile away from the science building.

You’re too distracted with staring at your watch that you don’t notice that you’re in the middle of the street until your face is touching the rough pavement and some random guy is sprawled beside you. At first, you think that it’s a boulder that had fallen from the mountains that surrounded your campus but when your vision focused on the black lump you realized it was a helmet.

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Marvel Studios Unveils First Black Panther Footage

On Monday, Marvel Studios opened its doors to select members of the press for the first time.

Jungle Fight

One of the first clips shown followed Lupita Nyong'o’s Nakia character as she approached soldiers in a jungle. As the soldiers opened fire, presumably aiming for the Dora Milaje, Nakia snuck up on several of them and beat them until they were not only disarmed but unable to fight back.

She did this with several kicks, punches, and hip tosses, all in one smooth, well-choreographed effort.

Klaw

A later clip saw Ulysses Klaw, as portrayed by Andy Serkis, entering a casino. Being narrated by Danai Gurira’s Okoye, the audience hears that he has eight men with him.

After marching down the stairs, Klaw later comes to a meeting with Martin Freeman’s Everett Ross. Ross jokes that Klaw brought so many people they might as well be dropping a new mixtape. Klaw jokes back, clearly not taking the insult seriously. He wants a brieface.

After a cut, an action sequence ensues. T'Challa is protecting Freeman as they hide behind a table. He uses guns to take out several enemies, providing Ross with enough cover to take his briefcase and escape the casino.

En Route

A pair of clips showed two boats approaching Warrior Falls for T'Challa’s crowning as King of Wakanda.

The first clip had Gurira’s Okoye at the lead of a ship. She was wearing gold while the rest of the Dora Milaje was wearing a light red color. As they camera crept towards the group, they chanted and stepped together, lead by Okoye.

In the following clip, a similar angle sees a group of Wakandan citizens, many dressed in extravagant colors, celebrating and dancing together as they approach Warrior Falls to see T'Challa become King.

Both shots were surrounded by huge walls of blue screen which might be replaced with additional boats, endless ocean, or land.

Warrior Falls

Upon arrival at Warrior Falls, it is time for T'Challa to take on the mantle of King.

The first shot follows Chadwick Boseman’s character down a set of steps and into water at the bottom of Warrior Falls. As the camera follows T'Challa’s sight line, it pans up to reveal the people of Wakanda dancing in celebration of his arrival. He joins in and steps to a beat with a spear and shield in his hand.

The second shot was a reverse, medium close up, focused on T'Challa as he approaches the crowd.

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Imagine You Won a Cruise in Space

Part 1

You couldn’t believe how lucky you had been! Only six people had been selected in the whole country and you got to be one of them! An interstellar alliance had recently made contact with Earth and offered six lucky people - randomly drawn, of course - the chance for a year long cruise through the galaxy.

You were greeted on the ship and led to a cozy room with soft carpet and cushy chairs to sit in. You had been the first to arrive, but the other winners had quickly followed. As the six of you - three men and three women - sat and chatted excitedly amongst yourselves, you couldn’t believe how swanky this ship was. Especially given it had been designed by other species. Soon, a human-looking man in a suit greeted you all.

“Welcome!” he chirped, with an enormous grin on his face. “We’re beginning takeoff as I speak, but you shouldn’t feel any turbulence. And don’t worry, this ship is the safest the alliance has to offer. And, of course, you will all be well taken care of during your stay on this ship with your new mates!”

“Mates?!” all six of you cried.

“Why, of course,” he stated, as if it were obvious. “Didn’t anyone tell you?”

“Well, it’s only for a year, right?” one of the other women offered hopefully.

“Absolutely not,” your host retorted, sounding almost offended. “All of the species you’ve been paired with mate for life. As I understand it, you humans are monogamous, are you not?”

“Sometimes,” one of the men snorted with a smirk.

Another man appeared confused. “But how could we mate with different species? Obviously there will be no offspring.”

The host rolled his eyes. “You humans are so behind, technologically. We are more than capable of making all of you compatible with your new mates.”

“Aren’t you human?” you asked.

“No,” he replied patiently. “I’m a shape-shifter. And you’re all very lucky none of you are going to be impregnated by my species. Our females are pregnant for five years,” he informed them with a smirk. “Obviously all of you will carry your young for different lengths of time, though. Two of you will be assigned to each species, but even if you have the same species, there will be variance in the lengths of time you each carry the young.”

“Each?!” the three men cried.

“We’re not getting pregnant, right?” a small, pale man asked.

“You most certainly are,” the shape-shifter corrected. He received a ping on a device and a large smile split onto his face. “Okay, each of your mates is prepped in a room for all of you, so after your physical, you can go straight to them.”

You were then ushered off into an examination room as you were thoroughly examined - particularly in your child-bearing abilities. Just when you thought all the poking and prodding was over, you were given multiple injections all over from your neck to your uterus. At first you didn’t feel anything but after a few moments you began to feel…strange.

“Don’t worry, honey,” the nurse - who was a reptilian species - told you in an attempt to be comforting. “Molzon hormones tend to make you feel a little funny, but you’re just fine.”

As she lead you to where your ‘mate’ awaited, you asked her, “What’s a Molzon?”

“Oh, they’re amphibious,” she drawled. “If I’ve read my human folklore correctly, then they’re kind of like your mermaids. Except: instead of a fish tail, they have tentacles as their lower half. You seem like a sweet girl, so I’m sure you and him will get along just fine.”

She stared expectantly at you as you stood outside the door. Feeling as though you were going to throw up from a combination of nervousness and Molzon hormones, you opened the door.

Inside, you saw him and he was close to what the nurse had described. He was a sort of octopus merman with blue-green skin that was shifting color slightly. However, unlike the mermen conjured in your imagination, he a little thick around the middle. It almost looked a little like a beer belly. He noticed you come in and his eyes grew wide as he blushed. “Oh, hi!” His voice cracked nervously. “I thought you might want to have some dinner, first. That’s what humans do, right?”

He appeared unsure as to whether or not what he’d done was appropriate, so you nodded silently as he lead you to a candlelit table - like something you’d see at a fancy restaurant.

You knew you were staring, but you couldn’t really help it. After all, he was an alien species. He appeared to have very little difficulty walking above water with his tentacles and because his tentacles were so long, he was about seven feet tall.

The dinner went surprisingly well, given the circumstances and Zeri, that was his name, was actually a total sweetheart. He enjoyed puzzles and playing musical instruments, and reading. The nerdy Molzon would have been exactly your type…had he been human.

“This isn’t fair to you,” he stuttered after dinner. “I know a female of my species would be much better suited-” But he cut himself off with a slight groan before stuttering out, “Did they give you the hormones, already?”

“Yeah,” you squeaked back.

He began massaging his belly and whimpering. “I’m so sorry,” he cried, before gently pulling you into an adjoining room that had a large, marine pool. He gently removed your clothes and eased you into the pool, before doubling over and moaning in pain, clutching his belly again. Then, as he lowered himself into the pool, he began panting and moaning a little as he tried to explain. “The pheromones…ghhnnng…they make me….hoo hoo hoo….I can’t stop….gaaah!” he gave a sharp cry, continuing to rub his belly, which appeared to be…clenching? “I have to mate.”

Then, he let out a monumental groan before pulling you to the middle of the pool, careful to keep your head above water. You felt something begin to prod around your vagina before unceremoniously entering. You gave a pained cry, causing Zeri to flinch, but he didn’t stop and you felt the appendage slide far up into you, past your cervix, and enter your uterus.

You were trembling from the pain and Zeri continued to stutter out apologies as his eyes watered from the great deal of pain he was obviously in, too. His tentacles held you in place as his human arms wrapped around his middle and he let out something between a groan and a grunt. “Hnnngggg.” His face slackened a little in relief as you saw a large object come out of his body, slowly begin traveling up the appendage he had inserted inside you before it, too, began prodding at your entrance.

“Zeri,” you cried in a panic.

“I’m so sorry.”

The object forced its way into your vagina, eliciting a scream of pain from you as it traveled slowly up to deposit itself in your uterus. The result was a slightly distended belly, while Zeri’s belly looked slightly smaller.

He moaned again, grunting and crying as another came out of him to force its way into you again.

This process continued for the better part of two hours and you were now HUGE - filled with eight of the damn things.

“This is…the last…one,” Zeri huffed, having difficulty breathing from all the effort exerted on his part. He continued uttering apologies as he began to expel the final egg. But this one took a lot longer than the others. “Ggghhh,” he grunted after twenty minutes, before giving out a startling cry as the egg left his body.

As you saw it traveling towards you, you found out why he’d had so much difficulty. The eggs, which had all been about the size of an elephant bird egg, paled in comparison to this one, which was almost twice as big as the others. “No, no, no, no, no,” you bawled, as it inched closer. “Please, no,” you sobbed as it began to make contact with your already sore pussy. But of course, it went in, anyway. You thought for sure you would be ripped in half and die as the ninth one was shoved in, but it made it into your uterus, just as the others did.

“One final part,” he promised.

A liquid began to pump out of his appendage and fill you. Your belly, once misshapen due to the lumpy eggs, began to smooth out and expand even further. You gasped and wheezed through the next few minutes as you were pumped with the fluid.

Then, it was finally over. Zeri, as sweaty as he was, and as much as he panted, helped you out of the water, though his tentacles were far from steady. It was difficult for you to stay upright since you felt as though you’d gained over 100 pounds since entering the water and, looking at your girth, that was definitely possible. You couldn’t wrap your arms entirely around your belly and there was about five or six inches between your fingertips when you tried. “I’m sure your exhausted,” he huffed, trying to keep both of you upright. “I’ll take you to your room.”

Your room was luxurious to say the least. You wanted to shower, but decided against it and just collapsed onto the bed, naked.

“I’ll arrange for some clothes to be brought for you tomorrow that should fit.” He had the biggest look of guilt you’d ever seen. “I’m so sorry,” he cried again, before leaving you alone.

You covered yourself with blankets, painfully aware of your newly distended belly. It was impossible to get comfortable with how angry the stretched skin felt and the extra weight, but you tried to sleep nonetheless. As Zeri had suspected, you were indeed exhausted.

The final thought that popped into your head as you drifted off was: how long will I be like this?

To be continued…

anonymous asked:

agree with your last response to that anon and to add onto that imagine if all the larries just disappeared. do they know how much things wouldn't be done ? we lead so many projects, voting, calling in etc. sad how we're diminished to this

I think all the boys would be in for a rude awakening if Larries no longer did stuff for them, and that’s why I think it’s so unfortunate that we continue to be treated like absolute shit after all these years. Louis and Harry have definitely done things over the years to show that they’re grateful for us (the bears were a huge one) and more recently, Louis took special care to emphasize how grateful he is for ALL fans, but stuff like what happened today with Gemma still happens from time to time and it’s really unfair and upsetting to watch.

We lead projects and charity efforts for the boys and the vast majority of us do our best to support all four boys, but especially Harry and Louis, so it’s frustrating that we’re ALWAYS reduced to the worst and most annoying among us. Yes, there are Larries who are annoying, invasive, and rude, but there are also hets, Narries, antis, and other groups of fans who do annoying, invasive, and rude things, yet they never receive negative attention for it the way we do every single time. And yeah, Larries are a large and super engaged segment of the fandom, so you probably see it more from us (the Larry comments on Twitter and Instagram are beyond fucking annoying and they need to stop), but it’s not a coincidence that we’re the ones who are continually targeted with these types of rants and rude comments. We’ve been abused for years by “the boys” (aka 1DHQ), their friends, their family members, their beards, and other fans (who are encouraged by 1DHQ and the behavior of all those other people, of course), and having been here for nearly five years and watched this happen again and again, I’ve gotta say that it’s really fucking exhausting and it does the opposite of motivate me to be an engaged fan, which is a damn shame.

The more I think about Lefou in the remake the more chuffed I get, because honestly, when was the last time you saw media which says

  • the non-conventionally attractive villains deserve redemption too
  • redemption arcs don’t just entail moping about how awful you were, they involve getting off your arse and doing something about it
  • unrequited love for someone who treats you like crap is crap
  • it’s important to recognise when your relationship is in a bad place
  • boys can be the victims in abusive relationships
  • abusive relationships can be friendships as well as romantic relationships
  • boys who’ve been in abusive relationships deserve a happy ending

I just want the best for my snarktastic French son and his future husband, okay?

anonymous asked:

Imagine aliens reaction to a human literally laughing in the face of danger. Just, GIANT SPACE MONSTER THING and all the human does is laugh while it loads its rifle. Band of space pirates and one is asking for the human as a bride because of reasons, "pfft, no."

Yussep had faced many dangers. The Falls of Chaos, the race of creatures known only as Devourers. Each time he had barely escaped with his life. But nothing–NOTHING– scared him more than humans. Yussep and Mari had been travelling together on this hell planet for almost two years, long after his species invasion had ended. Poorly. The earth had all but destroyed their entire fleet, so they’d retreated, leaving Yussep alone. Mari had always been scary, but this…. now she was downright terrifying.

She had faced a Many Faced Night Crawler, from a planet no ship could get near. The Night Crawlers were the ultimate killing machines. Fast, strong, AND smart. The ultimate combo. So when a legion had landed on Earth, Yussep prepared to say goodbye to his new home. He and Mari had been passing by chance when the fleet had landed. He’d tried to warn her, tried to drag her away. Over their time together he had grown bonded with her. But Mari wrenched her arm from his grasp. When she spoke it was little more than a feral growl.

“They picked the wrong planet. I am done with these damn aliens always invading my damn planet. ” she stormed towards the fleet, looking impossibly tiny agaisnt their war ships, her dark skin barely registering againt the midnight black hull. Yussep quietly mourned his friend as he followed behind, his brain screaming at him to run, to do the logical thing as he always had. But compared to the night crawlers, Mari was a kitten.

And she had just walked into a wolf pack.

He couldnt leave her. Not now. He would die by her side. Together to the end, just like he promised. He winced as the mighty black doors opened with a hiss. But Mari planted herself in front of them, hands on her hips, staring up defiantly as the first night crawler set foot on the Earth.

He’s never seen one so close. They were huge. Towering nearly 12 feet above Mari, their skin was living shadow. Not just dark, as he had been lead to believe. These creatures were MADE of shadows, swirling together, whispering, stretching out in dangerous vines. Blood red eyes glowed like xarax engines. Dear stars. They would not survive this. Not even Mari. The beast lowered its head, taking in Mari’s stubborn form. She lifted her head, taking a deep breath as she shouted,

“FUCK OFF, THIS IS YOUR ONE AND ONLY WARNING!!” The beast cocked its head, its face splitting apart to reveal rows of jagged teeth, razor sharp, perfect for shredding soft flesh. They were so, sooo dead. Mari took one look at those teeth…and laughed. She threw her head back and howled into the sky.

“ it’s like a frickin cheese grater!”

Mari switched from terrifying, to horrifying.

Without another word, still laughing, Mari launched herself towards the beasts lowered head. She grasped it firmly by its hearing appendeges, drawing her knife from her side.

“Ha! Too late for you, pal,” she raked her blade across its exposed throat in one smooth movement, fury blazing in her eyes. The beast fell and melted into shadows that sunk into the ground. Mari turned and bared her teeth at the fleet. Yussep could only watch as Mari raised her arms in triumph, in challenge.

And the undefeatable Night crawler fleet promptly took to the skies, fleeing as quickly as they dared. Mari watched them go before turning to Yussep with blood splattered on her face and a wicked gleam in her eye.

“Seems they were smarter than you idiots,”

Yussep couldnt agree more.

anonymous asked:

Any opinions on Dex/Nursey as parents?

OOF. So I’m actually halfway into the first chapter of a secretdad!Nursey fic so I have a lot of dad!Nursey thoughts, but I actually had to put some thought into dad!Dex opinions, and then a good amount of thought into the combination of Dex/Nursey as parents! That said, do I have opinions on Dex/Nursey as parents? 

DO I EVER, MY FRIEND.

  • So first off: the way these boys were brought up has a Big Impact on how they are as parents.
    • Nursey was raised by two moms who loved him to pieces and let him be soft and feminine when he wanted to be and were hugely affectionate when they were there, but who also traveled a lot for work. Dex was raised by parents who also worked a lot, but who were almost always stressed about money–and he felt that stress really young and learned to internalize it. They both love their parents, but they also both picked up a lot from their parents–both “what to do” and “what not to do”.
  • That said:

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