#Henry devlin

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THOMAS JANE as Dr. Henry Devlin in Dreamcatcher (2003)

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[m-o-o-n-thatspellsblog]

Who are your top ten favorite King characters?

Hello, thanks for the question!

This list is constantly changing, depending on what I've read most recently.

Roland Deschain, The Dark Tower series

Dan Torrance, The Shining & Doctor Sleep

Nick Andros & Tom Cullen, The Stand

Mark Petrie, 'Salem's Lot

Eddie Dean, The Dark Tower series

Jake Chambers, The Dark Tower series

Arnie Cunningham, Christine

Beaver Clarendon, Dreamcatcher

Chris Chambers, The Body

Father Callahan, 'Salem's Lot & The Dark Tower series

[thotteus-beaumont]

Somebody please do a South Park Dreamcatcher by Stephen King AU because there's so much potential. They fit that ridiculous horror with odd comedy so well.....

I don't know the South Park characters well enough to draw who'd be who out of the characters but somebody out there does SO👀

I could see Kenny as Beaver...

Maybe Stan or Craig as Pete...

I don't know! The ships from Dreamcatcher might have to be changed around for the sake of this specific AU?😬

[brightbeautifulthings]

And mental link or no mental link, you had to get up pretty goddamn early in the morning to put one over on Henry Devlin.

�� Stephen King, Dreamcatcher

[beamsplashx]

no one had it tougher than this classic protagonist

[tortoisesshells]

last lines written

tagged by my good friend @boltlightning. thank you! <3

“He’s charming you because he wants something. You must know this.” “He wants me to marry him.” Mrs. Stoddard, frustrated, scoffed. “And last week Burke would have married Mrs. Collins, if she would have divorced my brother faster. What you have in common – even if you are younger and less ambitious than Laura ever was – is that he could use both of you in his campaign against my family.” “Your brother knowingly sent an innocent man to prison,” Vicki pushed back, letting herself think briefly on how Roger had glanced at her as soon as he had admitted it, anger giving way to despair and shame – then, tried to throw the memory away, like something contraband. “And you – you admitted you had suspected all along what he’d done.”

tagging: @widowshill, @kazoobreakdown, @shoshiwrites, and you, tumblr netizen, who wants to consider themselves tagged.

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Zu viele WIPs

Zu viele Ideen

Zu wenig Motivation

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gabriel utterson

angelic

literally the name of an angel

every story that changes his name is sacrilege

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Fnaf au Sprite colors.

Uuurghhhhhhhh idk why I compelled myself to do this but here we are.

Pretty self-explanatory, just colors for the Sprite forms. ( the circles are for eye colors even though I normally don't give Sprite characters their eye colors)

Anywhy there's actually a lot to talk about.

1 . I decided to call this AU the bloodline AU. ( to which now I have to go back to every post to edit them with the new tag...ugh T_T;)

2 . There's a lot more Aftons in this Au and they now all have names, day of births and day of deaths, and even Heights..( although I will admit not all of them are here but the ones missing aren't really that important to the story and more for period normalcy)

3 . Other names! Eunice's brother now has a full name! ( Devlin Boyle!) And so too Mrs Afton and Mrs Emily! ( Joan & Carol!) ( I didn't want to name her Clara since 1. I don't like it and 2. I already used the 'just use what the rest of the fandom uses' card for The Crying child with Evan.)

4 . The reason Michael and William have two colors for their sprite forms are for drawing them in different points of time ( Michael Being pre scoop<post scoop, William before the murders< after the murders< the assembly arc with the mimic< the off color arc)

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@coinquinatvs || basorexia || accepting always. cause kisses!

[ Henry, for Beaver~ ] Basorexia: 15 + 2: a first kiss that comes out of nowhere.

derry's covered in a thick fog. a winter storm's bearing down on them and he's got a haul of firewood in the back of his pick up that he grabbed just for a certain doctor that he's worried might not've taken the time to get enough for himself. considering what the news is saying? they could be without power for longer than anyone's gonna care for with the temperatures dropping below zero. there's other supplies in a few bags. candles, hand warmer packs. enough to carry anyone through the worst. because one thing they got going? maine's so used to getting it's ass kicked by the cold? they'll get their shit figured out fast. just gotta deal with it til then.

the bags now at his feet inside henry's house. the firewood's safe and dry. beaver's standing at the window looking out at his truck with a mug of hot chocolate and bailey's knowing that his worry and his fucking overkill in making sure all things henry were storm ready were a sure sign that above and beyond.. meant something.

toothpick twirling against his tongue, his gaze bounces to henry's reflection in the glass. he holds the stick expertly still as he swallows a sip of his spiked drink. the wood reappearing once the mug's lowered only to be taken out and shoved in his coat pocket when he turns around and henry's right behind him. there's a closeness that visibly shakes beav. has him damn near dropping the mug before he bends to lower it to a coffee table. thanks and you're welcome. his voice is strained. his eyes get tired. god damn he's so wary of pretending he'd do this for any of his friends. a select few, yes. but henry? he's the one he rushed here to check on first.

beaver moves to excuse himself but neither one of them move. he swears he hears an offer to ride out the storm there. but his head feels like a sponge and his hearing's muted by the thundering heartbeat. henry's eyes are on his mouth. beaver's gaze reflects henry's. all eyes on the doctor's lips. who knows who makes the first move? he'll replay it later in his head. but henry's mouth tastes like home the minute his lips are sealed against it and his hands are buried into the top of henry's hair. beav's on his toes, tasting him like he's been starving. devouring the flavor like he's never swallowed a drop of heaven in his life til now. fuck me freddy. so this is a thing.

[wallachiandragon]

Vlad was taking a rare moment to himself just after dark and was smiling softly to himself as the colony of bats that roosted near the Wall began to circle around him as soon as he came out into the estate's courtyard, "Hello my friends." He said in an older version of Romanian before raising a hand so any of the creatures could land on it.

[brightbeautifulthings]

'Tell me again what we're going to do,' Owen said. 'Save the world.' 'And tell me what that makes us--I need to hear it.' 'It makes us heroes,' Henry said.

— Stephen King, Dreamcatcher

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@coinquinatvs || meme catch up!! || beep beep!

[ Henry~ ] ( SHIELD ): in order to protect them from physical harm caused by a third party, the sender shoves the receiver against the wall and shields them with their body.

henry wasn't supposed to ever see this side of dean's life. that's not what he wanted for the other man. considering the weight the psychiatrist carries on his shoulders at any given time? the last thing dean ever wanted to do to him was add more. sides. this is a part of him that not many outsiders are allowed to see. why? because it comes with opening up a world that they shouldn't be involved in. shouldn't be part of. that secret, horrifying world of monsters and terrible things that don't only go bump in the night but whenever they want. to whoever they want to go bump to. creatures and humans alike. being evil doesn't discriminate. neither does dean when it comes to putting a stop to it.

albeit tonight? in derry, maine? a hotspot for anything paranormal that keeps bring him back? putting a stop to the thing he's hunting? proven a little more difficult than what dean was planning. that's why when the shadow he's chasing down near the docks ducks into an alcove made of plaster that supports a bridge overhead? dean's already panting from how long they've been fighting one another. chasing after each other. hunting and being hunted.

watchful eyes lose track of his hunt. dean pivots on one foot. shifts and does the same on the other. "shit. SHIT." he doesn't see the shadow darting back and forth, avoiding being seen. a hand reaches out--dean damn near shoots first (a double barrel full of rock salt. isn't going to kill henry but god damn, it woulda hurt something AWFUL) and asks questions later. so says the way the cold steel touches the skin underneath henry's chin. green eyes deadly--reality sinks in. "for fuck's sake! henry!" the entity, seeing that it is now outmatched, screeches and disappears into the water. a quick retreat and the hunt is gone. leaving only the sound of splashing against the canal and dean's rapid breaths filling the air.

"i damn near shot--fuck--i," fingers curl around henry's wrist and his gaze continues to search the other man's. "thanks.. that was getting.." what's the right word for it? frustration smears itself on dean's features. "your town is its own planet.."

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1982: The Greatest Geek Year Ever Review- A Docuseries That Brought Me Back to My Childhood in a Great Way

The fact that 1982 is a year that has been one that made me who I am today is pretty incredible to me. That year had so many of my favorite movies. ET the Extraterrestrial is a film that has been one of the most influential movies of my lifetime. I was only 8 years old at the time, but I loved that movie so much. I still remember watching it at a drive-in theater, and I felt ET and Elliot (Henry…