Don't Threaten Me With A Good Time Part 2
Part 1
Pairing: Eddie Munson x Female reader
Summary: A steamy game of Truth or Dare escalates between you and your best friend Eddie Munson. It becomes increasingly clear he will stop at nothing to get your attention, including obsessing over you, stalking you at work, and wearing skin tight leather pants. Anything it takes to have you come over a play a naughty game of Truth or Dare
Warnings: 18+ Smut, Eddie is a perv, obsessive, irresistible, flirty, soft dom Eddie and mean Eddie but in a sexy way *wink wink.* Face sitting, creampie, unprotected sex, overstimulation. Eddie is a bit of a stalker because he's obsessed with reader, raunchy drinking game, a healthy amount of exhibitionism. And A bunch of other sexy things I want to be a surprise, etc.
Author's note: I really loved writing the first part so much that I couldn't help but write another one, Eddie and Reader's relationship is very personal to me lol I'm literally fangirling over my own writing right now. Enjoy, and remember to reblog and comment, it really helps and def encourages me to write more + means a lot to me! <3
It had been a week since you and Eddie confessed your feelings for each other, well more or less that's basically what happened. Most nights he would call just to talk about his day and ask you about your day, an excuse to hear your voice and to keep tabs on you. One thing Eddie Munson was sure of was that he didn't want anyone asking you out, or even innocently flirting with you, that was off the table. Eddie thought he was being casual, only coming into Family Video when you were scheduled, but you caught on quick.
"Need help finding anything, Munson," you're leaning up against the horror section shelf, arms crossed over your chest.
Eddie was squatting with his elbows on his knees, trying to find god knows what, he was particular with his horror movies. Eddie's hair was in a low bun, loose strands rested on his cheeks. You fought back a dreamy sigh that threatened to blow your cover, 'play it cool', you thought to yourself.
You squat down beside Eddie, and finally he turns to you, "I would, but the service here sucks," he slaps his knees and stands up, smiling down at you.
You fake pout, "that's offensive, Munson. I keep this place organized, and I do a pretty damn good job at that considering you like to put everything out of order on purpose, just to fuck with me. You're a menace." A very cute menace, honestly.
Eddie did that on purpose, mix up all of the tapes in the horror and comedy section and then watch as you huffed and puffed, organizing them all over again while he watched sitting on top of the counter, usually talking to Steve and Robin. That was most nights, but Sunday nights like tonight you were always on your own, mainly because Sunday was the least busy night and it was an option to work this night. But you were nothing but persistent in the pursuit of moving out of Hawkins, saving up for your way out was on your mind as much as Eddie Munson was. Which was saying something, because you thought about both a lot, both involved escapism and the irony of it all mocked you.
You hold out your hand to Eddie and he yanks you up by your hand so fast you have to steady yourself when you knock into his chest, you scoff while he's clearly amused that you're both chest to chest again.
"Woah, you ok," Eddie steadies you by your waist. You feel like a puddle of feelings looking up at him, all you wanted to do was kiss that goofy grin off his face.
"I would be ok if you stopped rearranging my masterpiece," you cross your arms over your chest, defiant but playful. Your cover was still holding strong, while you were screaming on the inside.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Eddie puts his hands up in defense and chuckles.
"Yes you do, you know exactly what I'm talking about," you poke his chest with your finger.
"But when you organize the bottom shelves I always get the best view of London and France...and your underpants. You know that saying, right?"
"It's a children's rhyme...so yeah, I'm familiar. Why are you interested in my underpants anyways, Munson?" You weren't wearing any panties today and there's no way you were about to organize those VHS tapes in front of Eddie, you would never hear the end of it.
"Stop calling me that."
"Fine, what do you want me to call you?"
"Daddy," Eddie smirks and pokes his tongue out at you.
Your face heats up, you'd be lying if you said you hadn't thought about calling him that outside of your fantasies. "You're such a perv, Eddie oh my god," you turn around and storm to the back of the store, the employee break room just behind the door. Eddie follows behind you, staring at your ass, and making sure to close the distance between you two when you hit the door his crotch is on your ass. Your hand rests on the door knob, frozen in place. It had been a week since you two were this close, it was driving you both insane being so close and keeping the game at play. But now since you both were aware, the rules of the game had changed drastically. Eddie was braver now, blatantly driving you crazy because he knew he could afford to be more obvious and in your face about it.
"Somethin' important in that break room, baby," Eddie whispers in your ear and you can feel the hairs on the back of your neck stand up in anticipation.
"I have to pee, Eddie." You fake annoyance, this was your only way to maintain your cool, otherwise you would've fucked him in the aisles already. You had half a mind to make the horror section look like a porno, which Family Video would never dare to carry, being a family friendly store and all.
"Can I watch," Eddie says, completely serious and intrigued. Part of him wonders if you would ever consider saying yes to that question.
"Gross, no" you swat him away with your clipboard, you had your checklist for closing the store in hand.
"You should add doing me on that checklist of yours, sweetheart. What do you say," Eddie smiles nudging you back with his elbow. You're both facing each other now and you can feel your breath grow shallow with each passing moment. You wanted to be all over him in that moment, but teasing him was all apart of the fun. He tortured you, so it was only right you got to torture him back.
"Shut up, Eddie," you roll your eyes at him, fighting back a smile. Because his smile was just so contagious, it was hard not to melt at. You turn around, barging into the break room, turned away from Eddie and immediately letting that smile escape you while he wasn't looking at you, butterflies in your stomach.
Careful to coax that smile away because you knew Eddie would follow close behind you, not letting you out of his sight. He was in a good mood today, but that was about to change. You knew the more you teased him the meaner he would get, and that was sort of your goal.
"I have a show this Tuesday," Eddie mentions, sitting down at the break room table, manspreading like some kind of Greek god.
"Yeah...so?" You stand above Eddie and the moment you're close enough for him to grab he pulls you into his lap.
"So you're going," Eddie's voice gets huskier, more demanding as he places a gentle hand on your chin, tilting your face to his. "I don't like your attitude, Princess. Do I have to be mean to get your attention, is that it?"
“M-Maybe,” you stammer, Eddie’s delighted at his new found discovery.
“Ah, I know what you are now, makes a lot of sense too. Hmm, I think I could use this to my advantage.”
“What I am, what do you mean by that?” You wiggle under Eddie’s gaze, his eyes were practically black whenever he was like this, it was mesmerizing as much as it was terrifying.
“You’re. A. Brat. See, you can’t even stop yourself from grinding yourself on my dick. You’re so needy, Princess,” Eddie moves you so that you’re straddling his waist, both of your legs gripping his hips for dear life.
“I thought I was a cocktease,” your voice is hushed, small compared to Eddie’s loud mouth.
“Oh, you are. That’s what you’ve been doing the moment I walked in here, acting like what happened a week ago was nothing. If you wanted to get a fucking rise out of me it worked, you’re coming home with me tonight. When’s your shift end, Princess?”
“In thirty minutes…”
“See you in thirty,” Eddie hops out of his seat, pulling you up with him as he stands, striding out of the room without looking back.
Eddie knew what you wanted now, which was reassuring, but there were still answers left blank whenever he thought about you and what your relationship meant. How far can you go with someone and still consider them a friend? One thing was clear, and that everything had changed between the two of you for good. Maybe you could still consider each other friends, but most friends didn’t spend all day fantasizing about the other. Eddie sat in his van, parked in front of your work, contemplating how insane this all was. He had never felt this crazy about someone. Never could he imagine being so consumed, and so obsessed with you. He had always seen you as beautiful, funny, smart, reliable, but it wasn’t until that game night where you two had first seen each other in a different light. Eddie thought about that night a lot, and wondered how intentional your advances were, or if it was just a pure accident.
Everyone was drunk, laughing and playing cards, when you came back from a night out you found Robin, Nancy, Steve, and Eddie all at the dining room table. Nancy called to you first and managed to ask if you wanted to be dealt in. You said sure and she dealt you a hand of cards, but then you noticed there were no more seats left.
You looked over at Eddie, his lap looked so comfortable and inviting, so sit-able. And so you were still tipsy from the bar, so you thought to yourself ‘fuck it,’ and sat down in Eddie Munson’s lap. Eddie was shocked, you were always so polite and friendly…but never this damn friendly. The pressure of your ass on his thigh made it hard not to get a boner, but he fought for as long as he could, trying to play it cool. No one said a word about it, they hardly even noticed, all distracted with drunk chatter.
“Comfortable, honey,” Eddie squeezes your waist playfully.
“You’re the best seat in the house, Munson,” you say, definitely not thinking about sitting on his face. You had drunk two glasses of wine, and while it was having an effect on you, you were completely aware of your actions, just more inclined to do them is all.
Eddie chuckles, “so I guess girl’s night was better than game night with us then…did you at least miss me,” Eddie fake pouts. He was always naturally flirty so there was nothing off about this, but now things suddenly felt different, dirtier. The way he squeezed your hips made you feel like you were doing something forbidden.
You rub your thighs together at his words, moving to straddle his thigh, your elbows on the table. Staring down at your cards you place one in the deck, everyone was too busy and caught up with conversation to see what was happening right in front of them. It was almost too easy, you thought about taking Eddie to your bedroom right then, no one would even suspect a thing if you said you were tired and wanted to turn in for the night.
“Of course I missed you, don’t be silly,” you rubbed yourself on Eddie’s thigh, testing the waters.
Eddie’s cock grows beneath you and you grind your ass on him, it goes on for about five minutes and Eddie’s doing everything in his power to keep social grace even though you were driving him crazy. Eddie stood suddenly and excused himself to the restroom. Little did you know at the time, he went to your bedroom to relieve himself instead, he left early holding his jacket over his pants to hide the dark patch on his jeans.
“Is he…alright,” Robin questioned, raising an eyebrow in your direction. And for a moment you thought you were about to get caught before anything had actually started. But then thankfully Robin shrugged it off and went back into a rant about the newest book she read and how bogus the ending was. You sighed quietly in relief and went about the rest of your night like normal.
Normal was a funny word, a concept really, a concept that didn’t exist between you and Eddie anymore. That’s why when you opened the passenger door to his van, you didn’t know what to expect.
“So, are you kidnapping me or something? Because I don’t have time for that, I have an air tight schedule, Munson.” You couldn’t help it, the word just slipped out of your mouth, it’s what you were used to calling him. That’s what Steve called him for a long time until eventually Eddie started calling Steve ‘Stevie,’ that’s when everyone followed suit on the first name and nickname basis.
If looks could kill, you’d be dead, the way Eddie stared you down made your stomach do little flips. He looked really hot when he was angry, and maybe subconsciously you wanted to rile him up more than originally intended.
“What did I tell you about calling me that? It’s Eddie, got it?”
“Yes, sir,” you salute him with your hand and he scoffs back at you, muttering something along the lines of ‘that’s more like it’ under his breath while backing out of the parking space.
The ride to Eddie’s place was quiet, he moved into a one bedroom apartment a year ago, it wasn’t fancy but it was homey and modest. Eddie opens the front door for you, letting you go ahead of him, always looking for a chance to gawk at your ass. Eddie didn’t care about being subtle about it anymore, he pinches your ass the moment you step in front of him, cackling when you jump in surprise.
“Eddie! What was that for?!”
“Your butt is really pinchable. I can't help myself, but hey I almost forgot I have a surprise for you,” Eddie smiles mischievously and runs to his cabinets to fish out some shot glasses and a bottle of whiskey. He was planning on you coming over, he had deep cleaned and reorganized his whole apartment in a nervous rush two hours beforehand. But he would never admit that outright.
You cross your arms over your chest, narrowing your eyes at him, “what’s that for?” Stupid question, you knew what. Eddie wanted to play a game.
“I have a drinking game I’ve been dyin’ to play with you, honey,” bingo, fucking jackpot, you were right.
Eddie looked downright stunning tonight, and you finally have a moment to admire him under good lighting. A Black Sabbath muscle t-shirt that left little to the imagination with leather pants, god how could you only notice now he was wearing leather fucking pants?!
“Like what you see, doll,” Eddie winks and hands you a shot glass and brings you to his room, leading you by one hand, and holding his shot glass and the whiskey bottle in the other.
Eddie’s room was…clean? Strange and unusual behavior from a man that would usually forget empty beer cans in his room.
“Weird,” you mumble under your breath. Eddie’s making himself comfortable, head up against the headboard, pouring himself a shot and motioning for you to set your shot glass down and pours one for you as well. “So this game you’ve been dying to play with me…what exactly is it,” you ask, crawling on Eddie’s lap and making yourself comfortable straddling him for the second time today.
“Truth, Dare, or Drink sweetheart?” Eddie’s grinning from ear to ear, prepared Truth’s and Dare’s already in mind.
“Truth,” you say instinctively, already regretting your choice you wince, knowing what’s bound to come up. Maybe Eddie will go easy on you, or at least wait a few rounds to bring out the big guns so to speak.
“What have you and King Steve done,” oh so he wasn’t going easy on you at all, not even a little bit.
Whatever, you had to answer this truthfully sometime, better late than never. You downed the shot before you spoke, Eddie’s eyes widened at this, his heart skipping several beats. “He taught me a few things, like how to kiss. But it’s not what you think, Eddie. It wasn’t that big of a deal, really. Are you satisfied now?”
“What do you mean taught you a few things, what does that even mean? Just kissing? Why did you need a fucking teacher, anyways. Did he con you into that so he could feel you up or something, I mean, fuck. That just sounds like a porno to me, sounds fucking ridiculous to me.” The thought of you and Steve sharing such an intimate moment, made Eddie’s heart ache a bit, but imagining the two of you kissing did give him a semi hard on.
“Ah ah ah, wait your turn. You only get one question at a time, sir. Play by the rules,” you say, Eddie rolls his eyes at you. “Truth, Dare, or Drink, babe?”
Eddie’s heart flutters at the pet name but he keeps a straight face, “Well, since I’m drinking no matter what after listening to that…fuck it, dare me,” Eddie downs his shot and pours himself another, downing that one as well.
“Jesus, you haven’t even heard the dare yet.”
“I needed the first one for sanity, and the second one for bravery, now dare me!” Eddie yanks your hair playfully and you swat his arm.
“Ok fine, I dare you to…”
Eddie chants, “please say eat your pussy,” three times with his hands clasped together in prayer and his eyes screwed shut while you think of a dare.
“Take your shirt off,” it wasn’t much but it was the best you could think of under pressure.
“Oh, so you are horny, good to know. Lame dare, but good to know,” Eddie tosses his shirt on the floor and slaps your ass. “I could still eat your pussy though, I don’t need to be dared for that. That’s on the house!”
“Focus, Eddie! Keep your head in the game, this is serious!”
“I’ll have you know I am very serious, now Truth, Dare, or Drink?” Eddie’s eyebrows are raised, prompting you, a whole list of truths and dares already circulating his mind.
“Dare…and drink,” you hold out your glass and Eddie pours you another shot and you toss it down, wincing at the burn, but appreciating the warm feeling that grew in your stomach from the whiskey.
Eddie has something wicked in mind, you could tell by the look on his face, “I dare you to sit on my face,” Eddie’s staring you down, laying down and making a ‘come here’ motion with his pointer finger.
You take a deep breath and crawl onto his chest and plant a small kiss on his cheek, the way Eddie had his tongue out and wiggled his eyebrows at you made you throb. Thinking about his tongue on your pussy was something you thought about constantly, and now it was finally happening, in the hottest way possible no less. You place yourself on his face, Eddie grips your thighs, pulling you down further so you weren’t hovering.
“Oh fuck,” you moan, hands running through his curls, you pull on his hair when his tongue sucks at your clit. You start grinding on Eddie’s face and he does the unthinkable, HE starts moaning at how you tasted. Eddie squishes your thighs, massaging them, your face is flush and you try not to laugh. He sucked on your clit so hard that it tickled, you throw your hands over your mouth, but not before one giggle escapes. Maybe he won’t notice? Eddie stops and you smooth your skirt down so your can see his face better. Oh god, he fucking noticed. He also noticed you didn’t wear panties underneath your skirt today. He wasn’t about to let those two things go without chastising you about them.
“Hey, what’s so funny, punk,” Eddie questions you, his mouth wet from you.
“It just tickles, that was,” you sigh deeply, “amazing. But don’t get a big ego because I said that,” you point your finger at him and he tries to bite it but you pull it away quickly. “Now, Truth, Dare, or Drink, Eddie?”
“But I wasn’t finished!” Eddie tugs at your skirt and tries to pull you up to his face again, you resist him and scoot into his lap. He sits up, hands propped up behind him and sighs, “you’re driving me crazy again.”
“Too bad, answer the question, pretty boy,” you say and squish his cheeks together. Eddie thinks he’ll die if you call him another pet name, you’re softening the mean Eddie that showed his face not too long ago.
“Are you kidding? Dare me, and make it challenging this time, babe. Shock me,” Eddie tosses back another shot and winces, slamming the shot glass down on his bedside table.
“I dare you to call Steve Harrington and ask him on a date,” you giggle at the utter shock on Eddie’s face at your words.
“Well, you shocked me. But I’m drinking and not at liberty to discuss Stevie for the rest of the night, ok?” Eddie takes the whiskey bottle and takes one big gulp.
“Easy there, tiger,” you say, taking the whiskey bottle away from Eddie before he tries to chug anymore. “I think we’re good on this for tonight, I’m putting this away,” you roll off the bed and stride into the kitchen, placing the whiskey bottle back where Eddie got it, hoping he doesn’t try to argue with you on this one.
“You’re such a killjoy, baby,” Eddie grumbles from behind you, following your every move once again. You turn around to see Eddie admiring you, amused by how responsible and cute you were, the little things showed you cared about him and it made his heart swell. “My sweet little killjoy, my little cocktease, my little brat,” Eddie rattles on, caging you to the counter, arms on either side of you . “Am I going to have to show you how to ease up, ya know, just let me in. I know you want me, baby. Afterall, that’s why you’re wearing this skirt, huh? That’s for me, isn’t it,” Eddie’s face is proud, “I love the lack of panties by the way, easy access. Only for me, right,” Eddie’s in your face now, staring down at your lips and licking his own.
You’re speechless, for once you’re speechless. That was a lot to process, and Eddie was on a roll, you wanted to hear more from that dirty mouth of his.
“Truth or Dare,” Eddie challenges you one last time.
“Dare, definitely dare,” you say, knowing you would’ve done whatever he asked of you right then and there. You were under his spell, you thought, or maybe you just happened to have a soul crushing, heart pounding, crush on your best friend that changed the dynamics of your friendship forever. Probably the ladder, though.
Eddie grabs a handful of your ass and squeezes, “I dare you to hop up on my counter and open those pretty legs for me. Here, I’ll help,” Eddie lifts you up and sets you down on the counter, discarding your shirt you stare at him in awe. You never really thought raw sex appeal was a real thing until you saw Eddie Munson at work, and riled up. He was a sight for sore eyes, that was for sure. Shirtless, tatted, leather pants, the imprint of his hard cock through his pants were very distracting. Eddie opens your legs, insisting you keep your ‘pretty skirt on for him’ winking, unzipping his pants to reveal he also didn’t wear underwear today either. His dick hit his stomach, pre cum staining his newest tattoo of a dragon in red ink. Eddie peels the leather pants off and situates himself between your legs, “you’re being so good for me, doll. I’m really proud of you, nothing smart to say?” Eddie holds his dick in one hand, rubbing it up and down your pussy.
“You look really yummy right now, so no,” you hold his face in your hands gently and crash your lips into his. Eddie slams himself into you with ferocity, no one’s called him yummy before and he thinks he could get used to that, get used to your body as well. You wrap your legs around his torso and moan into his mouth, a moan you didn’t know you had in you, it was so pretty it sounded fake.
Eddie breaks the kiss to suck on your neck, mumbling sweet nothings into your ear, “you’re so pretty, baby. Did I ever tell you that? Oh god, you’re being so good for me tonight I’m going to fuck you so good. Can you touch yourself for me, please? Yeah, rub your clit just like that, you’re perfect.” Eddie’s praises and rough pace was enough to make you see stars alone, your fingers on your clit was sending you over the edge. Overstimulated and a moaning mess, you kiss him with tears falling down your cheeks, Eddie sucks on your tongue and bites your lip, he was overstimulating you on purpose. Knowing much more about women’s desires than any man in Hawkins, only because he was obsessed with women and sex, and learning about the two of them. The female sexual response was something that came naturally to him, he had enough practice to know what drove women crazy, and you were the cherry on top. The one he’d been waiting to spoil with his knowledge, but it was almost downright devilish from your perspective. You’d never fallen apart in front of someone like this, it was new…but a good new.
Pulling away from the kiss Eddie wipes a tear from your eye and cups your cheek, “aw, did I make you cry? I’m so sorry, baby. But I’m not finished yet, do you think you can be a good girl for a little bit longer for me?”
You shake your head yes, fucked out and resting your head on his shoulder, holding his torso while he pounded into you. Eddie gripped your hips and resumed his fast pace for a good ten minutes, kissing your chest, neck, and lips until you felt him come deep inside of you. You could feel his dick twitch as he pulled out of you, “I’m really proud of you, baby,” and sloppily kissed your lips.
“Does my makeup still look good,” you sniffle and wipe under your eyes, laughing at how absurd this all felt. Fucking your best friend felt like a sin, it was something secret that was just for the two of you to share. The feelings you two shared only made it worse, made you feel more guilty, and scared the friendship would never be the same. That worry never leaving your mind most days, but right now you didn’t care, this wrong felt so right.
“Don’t worry about it, you look yummy,” Eddie smirks and pulls you in for another kiss.
Before you knew it, it was finally Tuesday, the day of Eddie’s show and you were sitting at the bar watching his set, he was wearing those fucking leather pants again. Eddie kept glancing over at you, not being able to help himself. You were wearing a flattering red dress adorned with red lipstick, he admired the bold choice, and you admired his. The Pants were definitely something you could consider your weakness now, something that would always make you think of how your best friend seduced you again, and how you were starting to care less any time you saw him mouth something to you from the stage between songs. Eddie mouthed the words ‘hey, killjoy’ and ‘yummy,’ and winked every time he caught you staring at him with your mouth open. Watching him play was fucking mesmerizing.
When the show ended Eddie sauntered over to you, resting his elbow on the counter and leaning into your personal space, “did you like it?” He was ecstatic you went to one of his shows, cheering him on silently from a pretty decent size bar crowd he had managed to gain over time. They were a town favorite, Corroded Coffin was one good show away from a state tour, and Eddie was proud of that.
“I loved it, the guitar player was pretty cute too, and the singer…,” you smile up at his face that was glistening with sweat.
“Hey, I happen to be both of those guys. What are the odds, wanna have a private show in about an hour? VIP only!”
“Isn’t it inappropriate to take advantage of your fans,” you tease him.
“I think it would be inappropriate to not take advantage of how killer you look tonight, doll face. See you in an hour,” Eddie grins, stealing your beer, then smooching your cheek quickly and hugging you to him with affection. Sticking his tongue out at you, he jogged away to pack up his equipment with the rest of the guys.
Your mouth dropped, not caring if anyone saw, because still it could’ve easily been seen as regular Eddie behavior from an outside view. But you knew better, you knew right then and there you were head over heels in love with your best friend Eddie Munson.
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Spidey, Sony, Etc.
The numbers are in.
SPIDER-MAN: ACROSS THE SPIDER-VERSE opened with a truly spectacular $120m. This makes it one of the biggest domestic opening weekends for an animated feature in North America, only behind... CGI LION KING ($191m), INCREDIBLES 2 ($182m), SUPER MARIO BROS. ($146m), FINDING DORY ($135m), FROZEN II ($130m), SHREK THE THIRD ($122m), and TOY STORY 4 ($120.9m).
That's also $85m more than what INTO THE SPIDER-VERSE opened with. Like I said in an earlier post, this joins the leagues of films like TERMINATOR 2, AUSTIN POWERS 2, SHREK 2, INCREDIBLES 2, and a few others... Where the original did either well enough or was a small sleeper hit, and the sequel just straight up exploded. Really shows what kind of staying power the first film had after its initial run... And I knew it way back when, too, because the first SPIDER-VERSE had incredible legs. It wall-crawled its way to $190m domestic off of that okay $35m opening, a rare 5x multiplier! I predicted around $90m for the opening weekend at the end of this past year, but I'm happy to be way off on that...
So... Sony Pictures Animation has a few films laid out, some of which are theatrical, some of them aren't (such as K-POP: DEMON HUNTERS, which is being directed by Maggie Kang and Chris Appelhans). SPIDER-MAN: BEYOND THE SPIDER-VERSE is the only movie with a concrete release date, which is currently March 29, 2024.
In the works are the aforementioned DEMON HUNTERS, a SPIDER-VERSE movie lead by female characters, along with a 2D Genndy Tartakovsky-directed raunchy dog comedy called FIXED, an animated GHOSTBUSTERS movie that's reportedly circling 2025, an adaptation of the graphic novel BUBBLE, TUT from HAIR LOVE director Matthew A. Cherry, TAO from director Emily Dean, and another Tartakovsky project called BLACK KNIGHT.
FIXED seems to be far along, if not done, and its first look will be given at Annecy in a matter of days. I'm hoping we get a release date for this picture, and a few others, but at this point, it looks like FIXED will be hitting theaters some time next year. Tartakovsky told a fan on his Instagram that FIXED was aiming for theaters, instead of being a streamer title. K-POP, on the other hand, is a streamer title - which kind of bums me out. The premise sounds so cool and fun, and because it's a post-SPIDER-VERSE Sony Animation movie... I think we'll be in for something really unique and dynamic.
Sony Animation also gave us the Lord and Miller-produced THE MITCHELLS VS. THE MACHINES, a real visual blast and a fun ride from top to bottom, a film that would've looked fantastic on a big screen, but couldn't go there because we were still in the early years of the pandemic. Release it now, and it'd maybe have a chance of making a suitable enough gross. There was also VIVO, WISH DRAGON, and the fourth HOTEL TRANSYLVANIA... SPIDER-VERSE Deux would've shared last year with HOTEL, but it was so gargantuan that it had to move almost a year away... I'm glad they took their time, given what I witnessed this past Friday afternoon.
And it all made sense, really... I was wondering why Sony Animation were so mum on when their future movies were coming out. I was like, "FIXED looks done! Or close to done? Why no date?" ACROSS THE SPIDER-VERSE, and its followup, were such Herculean efforts. We're hearing more and more about what kind of technical and artistic wizardry real went into this movie, such as the multiple framerates on one single character (Spider-Punk)... It's like, yeah, no wonder... They seemed like all hands on deck movies, and that everything else needed to be put aside for a brief second.
FIXED is an exception, though, as that is/was being animated at Renegade Animation. Some Sony Animation movies aren't done at the Sony Imageworks unit in Vancouver, sometimes other venues work on those movies. WISH DRAGON was a Chinese co-production with a number of studios, and THE STAR was done up at Cinesite. To name a few examples...
Maybe come next week, we'll hear what's up with FIXED and K-POP: DEMON HUNTERS. Keep in mind, Sony Animation also launched a TV series with AGENT KING a little while ago, and YOUNG LOVE - based on HAIR LOVE - is around the corner. The plate is full.
So... Congrats SPIDER-VERSE Two! Makes me wonder how much higher BEYOND will open. Given the various dismayed reactions to the film being over, as opposed to *what happened* in the final 10 minutes, I think it has a chance to get an ENDGAME-style bump. Sometimes, when a sequel opens so big, the third one kinda dips a little... I don't think that will be the case with BEYOND... It could even challenge CGI LION KING for the top opening weekend gross for an animated movie... I'd love to see it.
Also quite neat that the two biggest openings of 2023 are animated movies... MARIO with $146m, and now this with $120m... Right behind is MCU entry GUARDIANS OF THE GALAXY VOL. 3 with $118m. Which also has a lot of animated characters and animated VFX in it. With the strong reception it has, I can see this easily getting a 3-3.5x multiplier, and making its way to $400m domestic, and perhaps double that worldwide... With that, it would become Sony Animation's highest grossing production, dethroning the live-action/animated SMURFS movie that made around $563m back in 2011. Surreal to think that that film has remained their biggest picture, but if we're going to go with all-animated movies... HOTEL TRANSYLVANIA 3 would be tops with $528m worldwide.
Most importantly, it's quite beloved already, a film that has blown minds. INTO THE SPIDER-VERSE caught the world by surprise, and this animated Spider-Man movie eventually won a lot of hearts over, hence this opening so big. Like I said before, I feel this is a watershed moment for animated features...
Not dissimilar to how plenty of adult audiences showed up in droves for the early run of Disney Renaissance animated movies. Or how Pixar and early DreamWorks/PDI films scored huge numbers circa the late '90s/early '00s. Or how we saw more blockbuster heavies in the 2010s like TOY STORY 3, FROZEN, and INSIDE OUT. It continues to prove that a lot of the public likes animation quite a bit, and will shell out hard-earned money to see these films in theaters. I know people will say "But it's still Spider-Man, it's Marvel, it's a well-known IP." Yes, that's correct... But plenty of adults could've said "What? Why is there a Spider-Man CARTOON now?" I feel INTO THE SPIDER-VERSE had a lot to prove, and it did, hence those excellent legs. Anyways, yeah, adults show up to cartoons...
Too bad the heads who don't pay the filmmakers, or those who run prestigious centers celebrating film... don't give the medium much respect, can't or absolutely refuse see that...
But the public says otherwise, and that's what matters to me. The popular vote vs. a very biased electoral college.
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