#prism fic

[thorniest-rose]

Obsessed with the idea of a Prism AU where Steve can get pregnant. How do you think Eddie would feel about their kids though? Would he see them as "real" the way he sees Steve since they're extensions of Steve or would he view them like he does everyone else?

god I am ALSO obsessed with the idea of a Prism au where Steve can get pregnant!!! I've already thought about Steve and Eddie's children and what their names would be. Like they'd have a daughter and they'd name her Persephone but Steve would always call her Penny as an affectionate nickname. Persephone Munson!! Perfection.

I honestly think Eddie would be insane over their children. It's the thing that would humanise him the most, but also bring out his most possessive over-protective and dangerous side. Like these children that came from Steve's body? That they made together? In his eyes they'd be perfect and if anyone was mean or god forbid touched them in any way, I think Eddie would literally kill them. Steve would have to move the family out to the middle of nowhere so that Eddie would stop going all feral wolf dad over the kids and snarling at anyone who came close to them.

I love the thought of Eddie kinda baby-trapping Steve too. Steve thinking he's on birth control but Eddie replaces them with placebos and Steve instantly gets pregnant. I know Eddie's crazy intense ass would do something like that.

[azrielgreen]

can we get a pov of what was going through eddie's mind, when steve arched his brow and said "there's a good boy" 😩🙈

#prism

Steve swallows.

Eddie watches the motion, the slick contraction. He wonders what that feels like, to be inside Steve Harrington for purposes of consumption. He thinks about that sometimes. If they were alone and trapped, what circumstances could ever combine to convince Steve to eat Eddie to survive? Silly shit, he should focus. There are people everywhere and he can't let anything slip. Not with the Chief in the room.

‘So good,' Steve says. 'Try it?’

Eddie opens his mouth and takes what Steve gives. Cake is overly sugary, it's sickly sweet and not what Eddie would usually like but he knows his boy adores cake so he affects bliss. ‘Oh my fucking god. OK, if you won’t dive in, I will!’ he declares, pulling Steve in to dance.

Steve likes that, he responds so well to silly. ‘How about we let others have a slice before you Scrooge McDuck yourself into it?’

Eddie drops his voice low, silky and soft. 'Yes, Mommy. Whatever you say.'

To know Steve Harrington... to really, truly know him is an experience unlike any other an watching the ripple effect of those words going through Steve is unparalleled. Exquisite and achingly sexy, Eddie wants to rope his wrists and make him come until it fucking hurts and Steve can only say his name, voice cracked and broken.

But to know Steve also means understanding that this beautiful, mercurial boy often surprises people, even himself.

Which is exactly what he does next when he leans in, nose to Eddie's own and whispers, ‘There’s a good boy.’

And Eddie's world is eclipsed by the slow blink his body pulls without permission, it goes dark and velvety where he's weak for it, weak for this game, for this creature only he could ever love the way he needs.

Only he could ever see and know.

Somewhere deep inside, in the knotted pitch black of locked doors and trees grown too close together... something snaps like a twig in the woods. Something small and inconsequential, but it breaks all the same. Eddie's control is not a singular thing, but rather comprised of thousands of experiences, strings and strings and sticks and snakes.

Something breaks.

A prelude.

Just a small one.

He smiles wide, closes his eyes and swallows much more than the last remnants of cake. He swallows and refuses himself the kiss they both want, he swallows the urge to fuck this boy through the floor, all the way down until they're in the molten beauty of the centre.

Eddie wants to play.

He wants.

It can wait.

But not for long.

[mycurrentbrainrot]

He's a glittering, gorgeous thing, catches the light and splits it. Uniquely bright and far, far beyond compare. He's a prism.

Like I said before, I'm OBSESSED with @azrielgreen 's and @thorniest-rose 's dark and twisted and beautiful fic Prism. It's brilliantly written, though if you haven't read it yet, please read the tags and warnings - it's not your typical cute and fluffy fic.

[wordynerdygurl]

Prism by @thorniest-rose and @azrielgreen dropped a new chapter tonight, and it has unmade me! This fic is so good, going places that I never expected and never disappointing!

Thank you, dear authors, for another amazing addition to this lush story!

❤️❤️❤️

[rhosgobelbun]

I got a new candle around the time I started reading prism so now I'll always associate prism with eucalyptus+ mint and eucalyptus+ mint with prism

[choface]

Happy Prism 2 Day to All Who Celebrate!

[inklessletter]

But Steve... Oh, he's a Prism

🌈💎🌈💎🌈

Art for the amazing, dangerous, captivating fanfic of Prism by the impressively talented @thorniest-rose and @azrielgreen

Thank you so much for trusting the process with us, babes.

[Please, if you're curious about this fic, read under the cut, I've got an important, spicy message for you, love]

I want to tell you how sexy warning tags are. Like, they're an instant turn on, you know? All those words, a foreshadowing of what you're going to see, a cue for your own safety, and triggers and pleasures. A hint of the future, a crystal ball. Knowledge: that's so goddamn sexy.

This fic is impressive in many, many ways, and the authors know as well as I do how hot warning tags are, and that's why they made a full chapter of them.

Please, read them before you dive into this story. They're there for you to read, for you to enjoy. Treat yourself and read them. You'll do such a good job if you do, really. So good, because if you read them then you're taking care of yourself and you're being responsible and that is... god. That's even hotter.

[arkos404]

yall know the gist, fanart for the personality swap, the lawful joke au, by @chaosaliien

scrabby convinces the gang to have a movie night on christmas, time passes differently in the timeroom ok thats why its weeks after christmas just have fun with it, prism was originally 2d on the wall but scrabby insisted he stayed with them 3d for the "full experience"

now with a part 2

[neurotonic]

random sketch dump from various dates! not much of a theme here lmao

citing my sources: [shameless fruit stealer] [littleguysdaily template] [cuntress]

bonus (suggestive???) fabbylaris under the cut. Crude joke and nothing more really

Solaris ... call me crazy but i think fabby's trying to tell you something

[raccoon-crown]

At the Other Side of the Prism 1: The stars Fall

Chapter 1 - The Star Fall

Fic: At the other side of the Prism

[thorniest-rose]

I had a silly thought about an alternate universe where prism Eddie has a dog (and most likely found it as a stray) it would be a massive livestock dog like a mastiff or a shepard. I feel like it fits both sides of his personality, a dangerous creature of the woods, but seemingly chilled and approachable depending on who you are. Then when Steve joins the picture he gets herded around by the giant pup :))

oh my god!!! No I actually love this... love the idea of Eddie having guard dogs that he keeps and has around when people come over to buy from him because they growl and scare the shit out of them, like they'd never try anything with these hulking beasts around, and he has to muzzle and cage them when they get too feisty, but then Steve comes over and they turn into big puppies, wanting to play and have cuddles and strokes. <333

[azrielgreen]

Go get it🖤🔪✨️

[memoryshard]

You think after Shadow teleported away with the Prism, he just laid on the ground for a few minutes?

He's never considered himself particularly fond of Green Hill, but feeling the the sun on his skin and listening to the rustle of the wind in the palm trees... he's missed this. He's also so fucking exhausted from being on the move non-stop for however many days.

There's still a thrum of adrenaline shooting from him. The slightest shake from the fear and panic he just experienced. If racing for Sonic's life hadn't left him rattled, appearing back in Green Hill without Sonic in his arms or within sight certainly had.

His eyes close, letting out a deep breath before turned his head to look at the Paradox Prism. He can't take a break yet...

[the-valiant-valkyrie]

Robutler isn't very practiced in regards to engaging with humans... Really, Doctor Prism is the only human he even knows. But even with his lack of hands-on-experience, he's always had a hunch that his creator was... unique, in more ways than just her impressive intellect. Not to say that he minds. Quite the contrary, in fact! But that isn't to say he's never been curious about some of her more fascinating habits...

🫵 hey you. yeah. go read my fic abt roxana stimming. or else.

[right-agent]

i got your back, if you got mine

a bunch of doodles about an idea of mine

[choface]

🛁✨🖤