#astor and cody

[megustasqualo]

damn dex

[maycanady]

I love Halloween. The one time of year when everyone wears a mask, not just me. People think it's fun to pretend you're a monster. Me, I spend my life pretending I'm not. Brother, friend, boyfriend… All part of my costume collection. Some people might call me a fraud.

[bornfreediedcaged]

love the books, tf do you mean Dexter had a daughter and immediately went “actually i’m fixed, this is all i needed, i don’t need to kill people anymore i can just dress her up in bows and dresses and i’ll be okay.” also the fact that Cody and Astor like Brian more than they like Dexter because they like Brian’s dark passenger more is funny as hell

[astapips]

dexter’s “astor.. your mother loved you more than you could ever imagine. and i… me too.” ALMOST MADE ME CRYYY HE LOVES THESE FUCKING KIDS SO MUCH OH MY GOD I CANT BELEIEVE HE EVER THOUGHT HE DIDNT 😭😭😭😭😭

[dexbian]

my maternal instincts….. they’re calling me

[variouspolltournaments]

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Serina, Nomi, and Renzo Tessaro: (I will go ahead and say, the duology focuses almost entirely on Serina and Nomi and their stories while Renzo stays behind at home but he is kind of indirectly directly responsible for the main conflict of the first book. Continue reading and I'll explain:)

Serina is the eldest and Nomi and Renzo are fraternal twins. They live in a society where only men are allowed to be educated and taught to read, and most women either become wives or they become maids, unless they're very lucky, and they're chosen by the king or a prince to be a Grace (basically a concubine).

Serina has been training her whole life in etiquette to become a Grace, getting the better food portions to grow a curvier figure, and getting finer clothing and makeup than her mother and Nomi. She's content with this life and even looking forward to potentially being a Grace. She's polite and practically perfect. Meanwhile Nomi has been training her whole life to be Serina's handmaiden, and she's anything but happy about it. But she's doing it for Serina. She's an independent spitfire. She has opinions about the ways things ought to be done, even going so far as to defy the laws of the land and asking Renzo to teach her how to read (which he does).

Things all get turned on their head when Nomi gets chosen as a Grace for the crown prince, Malachi, instead of Serina, so Serina ends up as a handmaiden and Nomi has none of the high class suave or etiquette training that Serina has had literal years of. And to top it all off, before the choosing of the prince's Graces, Nomi took a history book out of the palace library, one that specifically states the kingdom had a long history of queens. The two of them get caught with the book after the ceremony and Serina takes the blame like the honorable older sister she is. She ends up getting exiled to a prison island where women literally are pitted against each other in fights to the death for rations and men's entertainment.

From then on, it is up to Serina and Nomi, from their separate islands, to pull on their memories of each other to get them through their circumstances and change the way things work. Can Serina become the spitfire that Nomi always was and survive the prison island? Can Nomi actually please Malachi and potentially the second prince Asa as a Grace without any of the propriety and refinement that Serina had?

But ultimately it will be their quest to find each other again that will bring the kingdom back to its era of queens in the second book of the duology, all of which never would have happened if Nomi's twin brother Renzo had not taught her how to read.

[psychicpinenut]

the dark passenger erasure...

[intcthatgoodnight]

[black-star-kunzite]

S5 of Dexter having a wonderfully tragic thematic throughline of Dex recognizing his tendencies and reflecting on his Origins in Lumen. Then allotting her the grace he subconsciously wanted from Harry, being hesitant as hell to really let her in on the gorey details knowing full well how much of a pussy bitch Harry was. Doing all the heavy lifting to unburden her from her trauma and vengeful spirit and parting amicably, all the while, too self loathing to where he cannot actualize the possibility that he may have the capacity to unburden himself as well. Despite his corny ass self mythologizing, the mf kinda sits in a limbo after s4 whereas he emerges with burgeoning humanity but still vehemently dehumanizes himself like in all seasons past, believing himself to be wholly incapable of that sort of change on a fundamental level.

All for season 6 to turn him into a fucking Reddit Atheist

[daniel-munthe-agger]

Had a dream about Dexter and now I am also darkly dreaming dexter

[d4rkpassengerz]

( @intcthatgoodnight ) GETS A DEX & HARRISON STARTER ! ( astor )

He plucks the little boy from the counter where he'd climbed, placing him next to his SISTER. There's a moment there where nothing in the world is quite as clear to him as the visage of HARRISON MORGAN sat so closely to ASTOR BENNET - the two ends of what strange sense of FAMILY he's known, Cody their third in spite of his absence with Debra.

The little boy, ever restless, pulls at the tip of Astor's sleeve, looking at her with big aspirational eyes. She must be what he can grow to be. She looks only very slightly like him, the parts of RITA BENNETT inescapable in both of their genetics, connecting them somehow.

"Say, Astor," Dexter calls, taking a lower voice. "Do you think you could tell your brother not to jump on counters anymore? I have a feeling he'd listen to you more." Small knowing smile given the oldest of his three. It's a slight pretense, but he wishes them so dearly to bond, and wants to examine just the extent of it. Though it is very true that he'd like HIS SON to stop endangering himself, however mysteriously he winds up at the top of surfaces.

[thewickedharlot]

From red carpet romances that once stole the spotlight to toxic relationships that ignited a media frenzy, these celebrity couples may have fizzled out, but they continue to hold a special place in our hearts. In no particular order, here are seven former Hollywood couples we want back.

CASSIDY & LUNA - This might be a controversial one, but I stand by it. Luna was the best person Cassidy's been involved with, by far. Their relationship seemed incredibly sweet, and Luna came off caring of her during their Vainglorious talk.

PEACH & ROMAN - Hear us out..we know this one was a bit YIKES for Peach. Getting attacked and all...but we thought they were cute! The two have seemingly had minimal interactions over the past few years, but we can still hope.

POPPY & FLETCHER - This is going to be a controversial one, but I kind of miss them. Clearly, there was some type of spark in the air between the two on Dollhouse that I simply don't see between Bonnie and Fletcher. I'd love to see Fletcher back with Poppy. The love clearly hasn't fizzled.

ELIAS & CODY - These two barely made the cut, but they made it. We know Elias is married and all, and Cody is in a relationship - but we thought they were sweet!

MAV & SELENA - When they're over, are they really over? We know we probably don't have to miss them for long, but we still kind of do. There seems to be constant excitement between the two of them. There's never a dull moment.

RIVER & DAX - Sorry Stella! We can't help but love River and Dax. We haven't heard much from them in a while, but they brought us the slightest spark of joy when they were around.

MAX & MAISIE - We love the gamer couples! While some of the other couples on this list are very glamorous, we found the cute little gaming moments between Max and Maisie to be incredibly sweet.

[willieverseetheland]

mama?

Dexter Morgan x reader

based on this ask!

Warnings: mentions of death, blood, violence, domestic violence, all the usual Dexter stuff, very much angst Summary: Following Rita’s death, Dexter and reader become close as they deal with the aftermath.

It was a quiet evening. You were sitting on your balcony watching the full, glowing moon. You were deep in thought when your phone began to ring, pulling you back to reality. The caller ID said Dexter Morgan, you thought this was strange as he and Rita were supposed to have left on their honeymoon. Maybe they decided not to bring Harrison along after all. But when you answered, it was a woman's voice.

"Hello? This is Debra Morgan with Miami Metro Homicide, is this y/n?"

"Yes?" You replied with a slight quiver in your voice, confused. Homicide? What is happening? "There's been an incident, Dexter thought you should know. However, he's preoccupied at the moment. Rita..."

Her voice begins to shake, you can sense that she's about to cry

"Um, Rita's been murdered, I understand you two were close."

It was like the entire world stopped. Murdered? Rita was the loveliest, sweetest, most pure-of-heart person you knew. Who would possibly have wanted to hurt her?

The phone slipped out of your hand. Thankfully you were already sitting down, or you may have fell off your balcony. You can hear the woman repeating "hello, are you there?" over the phone. But everything was static. Nothing made sense. As it all began to settle into place, what really happened. You let out a loud sob. Shaking violently, tears streaming down your face. You bang your fist on the ground, screaming. Angry at the world, or whatever higher power that existed. As you sat there and sobbed, you began to think about Harrison, Dexter, Astor, Cody, everyone else who knew and loved Rita. God! Poor Harrison. He hardly got to know his mother.

You think of all the times you saved Rita from Paul. All the late nights scared it would be the last time. Scared, because you didn't know when it would be the last punch, kick, slap. There were honestly times you thought he would kill her. You thought you had prepared yourself for this, but how could you, how could anyone. When he died, you were there to support Rita of course, but deep down you were glad. You saw first-hand how he treated her, how it affected the kids.

Rita was like a sister to you. You considered yourself like an aunt to those kids. A piece of you died today, something you don't know if you'll ever get back.

--

You were awoken by the sound of loud honking. You open your eyes to see the bright morning sun over Miami. It made you angry, how could the world go on when yours came crashing down less than 24 hours ago. You look around, you must've cried yourself into exhaustion and passed out on your balcony.

You go back inside. Your cat comes up to nudge your leg. You look down at him and he just stares at you and meows. You wish you could be like him, blissfully unaware of all the evil in the world.

You go to make a pot of coffee, but you just collapse on the floor of your kitchen. How can you go on? Rita is dead. Harrison, Astor, and Cody just lost their mother. Dexter lost his wife. And yet the world keeps spinning. Your phone buzzes in your pocket, it's your boss. You look at the time, you were supposed to be at work an hour ago.

"Fuck" you sigh, leaning your head back against your kitchen counter

You answer, telling him you won't be coming in today, death in the family. He can be a dick at times, but he's understanding when it comes to this.

You scan your apartment. Eyes settling on the picture on your bedside table. You walk over to it, picking it up. It's a photo of you, Dexter, Rita, and the kids at Rita's birthday party. You place it face down; you can't bear to look at it right now.

Dexter lingers in your mind. God! How could you be so selfish? He must be in shambles right now. Grieving the death of his wife and having to be responsible for little Harrison. Maybe you should go check on him, see Harrison. Might take your mind off of things. Or make things worse. You don't know. Either way you need to do something.

You throw on a sweater and your shoes. You know the house is likely still a crime scene so you can't go there. Dex and Harrison are probably with his sister, who conveniently lives at his old apartment, so finding the place won't be too difficult. You drive like a bat out of hell, trying to get there as fast as you can.

You arrive and knock on the door, no one answers. You knock again, still no answer. You figure nobody is home, so you turn to leave. As you start walking away, you hear the handle turn, and the door unlatch. You turn around, seeing Dexter peering out from the crack in the door. You greet him with a warm smile as he opens the door fully. You immediately lean in for a hug, which he doesn't move away from but doesn't exactly reciprocate. He just stands there with his arms at his side, stiff. He does lean his chin on your shoulder though. He sighs in relief, shoulders loosening.

"Deb called me last night, told me what happened. I know it's probably a stupid question, but how are you?" You look in his eyes, sincerity and empathy written all over your face.

He knows this is hard on you too.

"I'm doing okay, I have to, for him." He turns to look at Harrison, sleeping soundly in his crib.

You two go to sit on the couch, you place a hand on his shoulder, trying to be comforting.

"I found him sitting in a pool of her blood" He turns to look at you, face empty, exhausted.

Your hands fly to your mouth as you gasp

"Dexter, my god. I'm so sorry" Tears begin to well up in your eyes

"If it's too much you don't have to answer, but how did it happen exactly? Deb told me she was murdered, but not what happened."

"You've seen the trinity killer on the news, right?" He turns to look at you

"A single cut to her thigh, slicing the femoral artery. She bled out." His voice is steady, concise.

Anyone who didn't know Dexter would think he's unbothered, but you know this is just him. He's devastated on the inside.

"I, I uh... that's horrible, I'm sorry you had to see that." Your voice is soft, comforting.

"If it's any help, I wouldn't mind watching over Harrison for a few days, while you get the funeral things figured out. And Astor and Cody, if needed."

"They're with their grandparents, they don't know yet. They're coming back today. Thank you, that would actually be a big help." He gives you a slight smile, you can tell it's forced but you appreciate the effort.

--

The days go by, each one as painful as the previous. Everyone tells you to take it one day at a time, but nothing is changing. Nothing is getting better. Her funeral was devastating, you cried the entire time. You tried to stay strong, for the kids, but seeing her lying there, you couldn't. She looked beautiful, like she was sleeping. Astor and Cody went to stay with their grandparents in Orlando, which you know is hard on Dexter. He really loves them. You switched your hours around so you could work nights and watch Harrison during the day while Dex is at work. Harrison has been the only highlight of your life recently, one of the only things you have left of Rita. He's truly an amazing child, and thankfully he doesn't seem to be affected by what happened. You know Dexter was really concerned about that.

You've tried to be there for Dexter as well, but he hasn't been as accepting. You understand though. However, it's what Rita would want you to do. She always trusted you to take care of her family. You considered Rita to be like a sister, and it's what you would do for family.

You take Harrison back home that afternoon. Dexter has the biggest smile on his face as he takes Harrison into his arms, he's a great father and loves Harrison so much.

"How was he?" He questions

"Wonderful as always, he's such a little angel" You smile

"But the real question is, how are you, Dexter?"

"You don't have to worry about me, I'm fine" There's a hint of irritation in his voice

"Dexter, but I do worry about you. You've just suffered a great tragedy. I just want to be sure you're okay"

"I just told you I am okay, why do you care so much anyways?" He shakes his head and places Harrison in his crib

"It's what Rita would've wanted!" You exclaim

He turns around to look at you, you can see that he's distraught. Being a single parent is never easy, especially one that's grieving.

He sighs

"Yeah, I guess you're right. I really am okay, I promise" He gives you another one of his classic fake smiles, you know he doesn't want to talk about it anymore, so you don't press

"Alright, if you insist"

--

It's been almost a year since Rita's death now. You still miss her like crazy, but things have gotten easier. Harrison is walking and talking which has been very emotional, you wish Rita was here to see it. He's become a part of your regular routine now. Dexter offered to pay you to be his nanny, but you declined, quite aggressively. Dexter kept insisting but you would not accept under any circumstances. Spending all this time with Harrison has also meant spending quite a lot of time with Dexter as well. You've grown to really care for him.

One morning, you were over at Dexter's feeding Harrison breakfast. Dexter was getting ready for work. He came out of the bedroom, shirt unbuttoned. You couldn't help but stare, which made you feel guilty. You admired his hands as he swiftly fastened the buttons, his arms as he rolled up his sleeves, his sculpted chest peeking through the top of his shirt. You felt wrong. He comes over to give Harrison a kiss on the head. As he walks by, his shoulder brushes yours. You blush, in embarrassment and due to your true feelings. As you airplane another spoon of yogurt into Harrison's mouth, out comes something that shocks you to your core.

"Mama" Harrison babbles

You and Dexter immediately make eye contact. Your eyes are blown open wide, mouth agape.

"I'm so sorry, I have no idea why he would say that" You panic

"It's alright, he doesn't know any different" Dexter reassures you

You and Dexter just stand there, looking at each other. He smiles, a genuine smile this time. Something you've missed seeing.

He wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you close. He brings his hand to your cheek and leans in, placing a tender kiss on your lips. You immediately melt. You felt so guilty for feeling the way you did, falling for a man who was grieving his dead wife. You bring your hands up to hold his face. Deepening the kiss. When you pull away, you can't help but smile a big goofy grin. Dexter is smiling too, which makes your heart flutter.

You stand there in comfortable silence, before Dexter announces he has to go, and that he wants you to be here when he gets home. He kisses your cheek and leaves. Your heart feels so full. However, you still feel guilty, like you're betraying Rita, but you also feel like this is what she would want. You know her family well, and you love them like they're your own.

You lay Harrison down for a nap, kissing him on the forehead. You grab a cup of coffee and go outside. It's a chilly spring morning. As you're looking out over Miami, a white butterfly lands on your finger. A tear rolls down your, cheek. You've never been much of a spiritual person, but you know it's her, and suddenly everything starts to feel like it's going to be okay.

...

Literally almost cried while writing this, I love Rita so much. I hope I did your vision justice! Sorry it's so long lol

[bornfreediedcaged]

book brian was objectively so much worse than series brian with the gruesomeness of his murders and well the cannibal and cartel stuff but ironically he’s much nicer to children and actually semi-respects Dexter’s attachment to Deborah than series brian ever would be (book brian doesn’t try to kill her after the container, works with her for Dexter’s sake and saves her and her boyfriend)

[swetblom]

𑁥ಎ game of go fish ♡ c. brian accidentally playing a game of go fish with astor and cody . . could be standalone.

brian had only meant to stop by and pick you up. that was the plan. in and out—a quick extraction—then home with you where he could have you to himself. but cody had a deck of cards and wide, pleading eyes. and you—sitting cross-legged on the carpet next to him—had smiled and said, “just one game?”

and that’s how he ended up sitting on the floor an hour later, long legs folded awkwardly beneath him as cody slapped down another card. “go fish!” cody grinned triumphantly.

brian narrowed his eyes, lifting the corner of his card just enough to study it, keeping it out of the view of the boy sitting close to him. “are you sure?”

“yes,” astor said dryly from the other side of the coffee table, arms crossed as she watched brian and cody with thinly veiled amusement. brian sighed, reaching into the draw pile. cody giggled. “you’re bad at this,” you teased, voice soft and sweet.

brian’s gaze darkened. his thumb traced the back of your neck, just under your hairline. “or maybe I’m distracted.” heat crawled up your throat, as brian’s lips curled. astor rolled her eyes. “gross.”

before the both of you could laugh, the front door opened, and rita’s voice floated through the house. “we’re back!”

brian’s head turned toward the door just as rita and dexter walked in. rita smiled as she took in the sight of brian sitting on the floor, cody practically in his lap, and you curled up at his side, his arm curling around your waist. “oh,” rita said, amused. “you’re still here?”

brian stretched out his legs as cody leaned back against him, still grinning. “yeah, sorry,” brian said, smiling. “got stuck in a game of go fish. he wouldn’t let me leave.” he reached over and tickled cody’s side, making the boy shriek with laughter and curl up against his chest. astor scoffed, “he’s lying again.” he’d only lied once about having a seven two games ago and now astor refuses to believe anything he says. brian’s smile sharpened. “would i do that?”

dexter’s gaze didn’t shift from brian. his expression remained neutral. “you must have had a good hand,” dexter said mildly. brian shrugged with a slight smile, “something like that.”

“well,” rita said, setting her purse down, smiling, “thank you for keeping them entertained.” brian stood, pulling you effortlessly to your feet with him. his hand lingered low on your back, fingers brushing just under the hem of your shirt.

“anytime,” brian said, his eyes gleaming. “but next time… maybe something less high-stakes.” cody laughed as brian ruffled his fingers through his hair, playfully. you leaned into brian’s side as he led you toward the door. his squeezed your side before biding his goodbyes. finally, you were his for the rest of the night.

[mattiebluebird]

Proof that Dexter Morgan is Batman:

He owns the night

He is justice, he is vengeance

Lives by a strict moral code

Death of a parent at a young age (in front of him) is the ultimate subconscious motivation for his actions

Emo

Would totally take children w similar trauma under his own wing given half the chance (i.e, Jeremy Downs, Zach Hamilton, Harrison(?), book!Astor/Cody)

The whole thing w Miguel was kinda giving Batman & Ghostmaker ngl