#TWUNK HAT BOY

[dirtymortalkombatconfessions]

[thesecretw0rld-blog]

Hands up

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[DEAD CELLS] The Scarecrow of the Mausoleum 

Date: 6/15/2023

[teenwolfer22]

Throwing it back

[xavierknightsbridge]

Cullen’s Prize of a Raihan-Belly

Another trade with @gigifabulous98 writing his cocky twunk OC Cullen - who you can find here https://twitter.com/geertjan98/status/1518265715681378305

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Raihan stared in disbelief. He’d lost - and lost to that scrawny, cocky waif Cullen of all people. Who was even now standing over him, hands on his slim hips, grinning - and obviously hard in his grey shorts. Who the fuck did he think he is? Raihan , the strongest Gym Leader in Galar, bested by a nobody Gym Leader from nowhere? Not. Possible. 

But the battle judge, to Raihan’s horror, was already confirming his defeat - to that pale, purple and black haired twunk with the dazzling smile and the pierced nipples. Mute with outrage, Raihan was barely listening as the terms of the victory were announced. 

“And in accordance with the earlier challenge’s conditions, in which the challenged said if he won, one Cullen had to do anything he wanted - namely, servicing him and one Leon, and if the challenger, Cullen, won, he could do anything he liked with the challenged, that is Raihan - Raihan you must now allow Cullen to claim his prize”

Raihan groaned, having forgotten that detail of the match. He’d been looking forward to tagteaming the annoyingly cocky twunk with his lover and rival Leon - now Cullen was no doubt going to humiliate him somehow. As if today hadn’t been bad enough. The handsome towering jock had failed to notice the slight paunch Cullen had entered the Gym with, pushing out his tank top slightly but noticeably had disappeared during the course of the match and was now gone - Cullen’s slim belly as flat as a washboard. But it was growling now, as though very hungry indeed. 

Raihan also failed to notice Leon had gone missing the last couple of days having visited Cullen recently - little did he know that paunch had been all that was left of his lover, now having just finished digesting would reform soon - but leaving a gaping vacancy in poor Cullen’s belly, which urgently needed to be filled. And now here was 7ft of meat, sweaty from the battle, and ready to do its duty - which was, of course, to fill up Cullen’s belly to its proper, man-filled engorged size. 

But Raihan wasn’t paying attention to any of this, nor to the fact that Cullen had him in a back room alone - cock bouncing in his shorts as he walked, belly gurgling and growling. He just wanted Cullen to impose his humiliation and be done with it, and he could get on with his training to make sure the goth boy was properly beat next time they went up against each other. “So, you’ve got me,” Raihan said, folding his arms over his ample chest, hidden behind his signature orange and black hoody.  “Where do you want me?” 

Cullen grinned and lifted his tank top revealing his smooth, slim stomach and gave his slim groaning belly a pat. “In my belly.”

Raihan’s eyes widened. “Dude - what the fuck.”

Cullen smiled for a second longer and then laughed. “I’m just fucking with you. I want that big cock of yours inside me. Come on, take your clothes off and then we can bang.”

Raihan grinned - of course ultimately Cullen was too chicken, too overawed by his superior body, that all he wanted in the end was a good railing from the larger, taller guy. Really, it was hardly a hardship - Cullen was pretty cute with buns of steel - so really, all he’d had to do was ask. 

Raihan ripped off his hat, and, hardening in his shorts, bent down to undo his shoelaces - making his fatal mistake. Turning his back on a hungry pred. 

Cullen needed to work fast - his proclivities weren’t known to the wider community, which served his purposes, giving his appetites the element of surprise. But this was public place - and no doubt someone would come to check on him and Raihan eventually. So he slipped off his tanktop, freeing his toned slim pecs and bare, starving belly from the fabric, and reached for Raihan as he knelt. “Easy, tiger, just having some trouble here - “

Cullen grinned. Of course he was - after all Cullen had put glue on his laces before the match - which had worked to impede him a little (though Cullen could have won without help), but more importantly kept him distracted now. Of course it meant he couldn’t work his pants down over his shoes - but those were problems for a later Cullen to deal with, one who already had a belly full of meat. 

Capitalising on the moment, Cullen bent down, mouth opening as wide as he could, and began to feast. Bare belly groaning as though begging him to hurry up, Cullen began to fill his face with Raihan’s head, eyes widening in surprise just as everything went dark. He relished the meaty taste of his prey, kissing his tongue even as he slurped the head down, bulging out his throat, followed by the wide expanse of shoulders and thick, struggling pectoral muscles swelling out Raihan’s upper torso. The meat wriggling in the cloth, zip coming undone as Cullen bit it opening the hoody to let him slather those rippling round pec muscles with his tongue, tasted delicious and his belly was desperate to have it inside him. 

Cullen yanked the zip down his meal’s struggling torso with his teeth, giving him access to his meal’s now partially bared belly and rippling abs, which he began to tease with his tongue, feeling them tense and move beneath him as his meal (whose name he dimly remembered was Raihan) struggled, which was stupid. He was just food for Cullen’s belly now - and food needed to learn its place. 

Speaking of, Cullen could feel his voracious belly begin to grow and swell, and looking down beneath his food’s struggling bod, he could see his smooth belly beginning to push outward, and could hear Raihan’s muffled shouting occurring from somewhere just south of his widening belly button. Cullen smiled to himself, feeling his big cock beginning to rub against the growing undergirth of his new Raihan gut, and got back to work. He needed to be fast lest he be caught, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t enjoy himself in the meantime. 

As his belly began to bounce and squirm, a tight-packed bowling ball of meat-packed tum, and as his food’s strong handsome chest descended his throat, Cullen slurped up his new food’s stomach, making sure to tease that belly button, open between the hard abs with his tongue darting in and out, before sucking the whole thing into himself like a morsel of food picked from his plate. Before the belly disappeared down his gullet, Cullen bit down upon the hoody and yanked it, with some effort, from his food’s torso before it entered his swelling belly - and spat it out of his mouth, sliding it under Raihan’s firm, flexing buttocks. The saliva soaked garment slipped down Cullen’s front, and he wriggled and shrugged his food’s clothes onto his bare shoulders, having always quite liked Raihan’s sense of style. And, like Raihan himself, the hoody was sure to look better on him. 

Sure enough, the hoody looked fantastic, orange against Cullen’s pale pearlescent skin, accentuating his round pink nipples and their piercings, and hanging against the growing flanks of his rapidly expanding stomach, deep belly button a cleft in the smooth, swollen dome of belly. Cullen was now tugging down Raihan’s jock with his teeth and pleasuring the massive, dark haired balls and mighty, pulsating cock that sprung free - the sensations of being eaten alive were evidently doing it for Cullen’s new belly filler, and Cullen took full advantage slurping that throbbing 9 inch cock in and out of his mouth, swelling out his cheeks with the cock visible within hm, before at last, unable to hold out any longer those two twin pool balls of testes visibly swelled with cum and spurted rope after rope of hot white seed straight down Cullen’s waiting throat and into his vore belly, which visibly grew with the entry of the cum. Then, not giving Raihan time to enter a refractory period, Cullen slurped his food’s loins down and into his waiting gut. 

At this point, the hoody was really straining around Cullen’s Raihan-stuffed gut which was increasingly globe like, distended and gurgling and protruding from a torso like someone had strapped a flesh colored beachball to him - by this point Raihan’s upper half was squashed into his gut, satisfying that ever voracious belly - but not sating it. Luckily, there was more of Raihan to go - even as Cullen’s belly soaked with sweat as it grappled with his prey and the hoody stuck to the sides of that swelling meat-packed belly, and his belly button, stretched by the expansion of the dome of gut, gaped like a black hole inside that planet of belly. 

The flesh expanded for a minute as Raihan’s face, pressed up against the stretched skin of that taut drum of a belly appeared, struggling and shouting - but the thick belly walls drowned his shouts and Cullen slurped and sucked on his shorts clad buttocks, like two hogs wrestling in lycra to shut him up, giving his food a rimjob though the tight fabric, causing his food (otherwise known as Raihan) to wriggle deliciously inside the globe of his bared vore gut. Hands appeared, stretching the skin of his belly outwards, drumming on his belly from the inside, and the percussive impact, quaking that bare wobbly belly helped Cullen focus on dipping his tongue in and out of Raihan until he felt a moan from his gut behind the belly button and felt a familiar flood of salty tasting warmt in his big bare belly, swelling it out further as Raihan gave him a second helping of his man-sauce. 

Cullen made short work of those meaty flexing buttocks then, pulling the big smooth muscular thighs into himself, and then those long, flexing calves - until all that remained of Rahain was his running shoes, kicking futilely outside Cullen’s drooling lips. The rest of the tall muscled jock wriggled inside of him, swelling out his belly to stupidly large, fat globe-like proportion, distented and wriggling as Raihan pressed his hands and face against the great circumference of the gut, beneath the belly button so it appeared that Cullen’s belly had a face. Cullen poked Raihan through his bellyflesh, pushing his belly flesh inwards into Raihan’s open mouth - shutting him up and feeling the distinct pleasure of being kissed and sucked from inside. Raihan’s indignant muffled shouting suggested he was less than thrilled with this but Cullen didn’t care. Raihan was food for his belly now, and bellyfood didn’t get to have opinions. 

He spent a happy half hour with Raihan suspended inside himself, most of him in (and forming) the swollen distended bare tummy that was the proper size for Cullen’s belly - while his struggling feet poked out of Cullen’s full mouth, while his tongue prodded and sucked at bare ankles, slick with sweat or reached up with his hands to gently push the soles of his shoes so more of Raihan entered him - and inside feeling his hold on the outside-Cullen’s-belly-world slipping, provoking panicked delicious feeling thrashing from Raihan/his live meat inside the huge globe of Cullen’s naked gut. 

But all good things must come to an end - and Raihan inside his gut was a very good thing indeed. But hearing the approach of the judge, Cullen judged it time to finish his food, and tipped his head back. Inside their shoes, Raihan’s sockless feet twitched frantically, toes curling as they disappeared into Cullen’s waiting maw - and with a final massive bounce, Cullen’s belly expanded, containing 7 ft of jock meat, making it larger than CUllen himself, distended and pendulous, obscenely and smugly bared as Cullen, cradling his beloved vore belly, bounced open the nearest fire exit, having to grease his belly with hair gel he found in Raihan’s hoody (still clinging desperately to the heaving sweating sides of the belly made of its owner, though the fabric was making ominous tearing noises as the heft and swell of the mighty circumference of that belly pulled the sides of the hoody further apart) and with much huffing and puffing (and complaining from his food of Raihan, wriggling wonderfully in the bloated prison of his gut), Cullen squeezed his belly through the door, bouncing it open, so his bellybutton was squeezed with the walls of his big belly, and his prey complained and sobbed within the tightening walls of his gut - but Cullen was soon outside and free, belly bouncing wildly as it emerged - while Raihan, of course, was not free, but his prey, captured inside his mighty vore belly.

Thankfully it was getting dark outside - and though Cullen’s belly, pale and planet-sized, a great deep belly buttoned globe of bare triumphant gut could have been mistaken for the moon - his vore gut could be concealed by the night. Which was just as well, as Cullen couldn’t hide his squirming distended wildly disproportionate sphere of belly, let alone the face or kicking feet of Raihan, making visible indents beneath the stretched skin of his tightening vore belly. Every new struggle made Cullen’s enormous bare belly bounce and wobble wildly, and provoked a new bellyshaking belch, which rocked his belly further, bouncing it swinging from side to side - which caused another mighty bellyquake of a belch, and so on and so on. After one punch inside his swinging vore belly, Cullen belched so hard his food’s remaining clothes, saliva soaked and partially digested flew out of his vore belly, which growled at having to relinquish any of its belly-stuffing contents. A single shoe, a torn jock strap (covered in cum, the smell of which caused Cullen’s twitching erection to emerge from his shorts, rub against the huge swollen undercurve of his drum of a vore gut and cum onto his own massive bloated belly) and a torn pair of shorts. Cullen didn’t stop to pick them up - someone could find them and wonder what could have happened to their owner, and never guess in a million years - and besides, he couldn’t reach over his struggling Raihan-belly to pick them up anyway. 

All the while Raihan moaned and beat his fists against Cullen’s big-belly buttoned vore belly, producing indents and shapes in the flesh - but these only pleasured Cullen’s cock and belly (his favorite things) and besides, they had no effect - Raihan physically may have been more than a match for Cullen - but Cullen’s belly was stronger than Raihan and was determined not let go of its due. Cullen forced his mighty drum of a belly to tighten as he walked however, partly for ease of movement, but mostly to frighten and torment Raihan, who struggled wildly, which helped masturbate Cullen’s cock, fully erect and bare against the undercurve of his belly so Raihan’s struggling was basically edging his cock and full balls as he walked. All the while, Cullen slapped and poked his belly, giving Raihan’s struggling hands mean high fives whenever they appeared pressed against the inside of his big distended belly - mocking his meal who was now just destined to be food, telling him how delicious each of his bodyparts had been inside him, telling him how much he was looking forward to turning him into pudge, how much he was going to enjoy digesting him and how, even now, he was ruining Raihan’s clothes - or rather Raihan himself was. “After all, it’s you stretching out my belly which is about to snap this hoody in two”- a comment which provoked such indignant thrashing and wild swinging of that bloated swollen vore gut that with a massive tear, the hoody did indeed come apart - only the sheer size and heft of that massively disproportionate vore belly kept the two torn halves of the hoody on, stuck to Cullen’s bare chest and held in place by the obscenely large upper shelf of belly swollen beneath his chest, round and smug and full of living meat. 

At this point, Cullen allowed his belly to begin to digest his prey, having reached his destination. He hadn’t meant to arrive at Raihan’s house, but well he had his keys - in his hoody pocket - and that meant somewhere to go and lie down and digest his massive meal in peace. And besides, it was fun listening to big arrogant Raihan moan and sob and shout within the wriggling, trembling fleshy walls of his prison that was Cullen’s bloated, stretched bare belly. He gave his moving stomach an admonishing smack as he arrived at Raihan’s house and opened the door, delighting in disturbing the furniture inside with his struggling vore-belly that was the house’s actual occupant (and now technically Raihan was Cullen’s occupant, Cullen thought lovingly stroking his massive bare belly). “Oof, keep struggling food - keep my cock edged and I wont’ digest you.” Yet he thought, grinning as Cullen thrust his hips, grinding his fully aroused loins against his bare belly full of Raihan - and sat on Raihan’s expensive couch (immediately breaking it), bloating and gurgling as Cullen waited.

Because it had occurred to him that Leon might have reformed. And if so, he might well come here for a booty call - and then Cullen could show him what he’d done with his lover - and digest him alive in front of Leon. Making space for course two. Or, and here Cullen allowed his belly to tighten its grip on its screaming meal of Raihan - he might digest him anyway and surprise Leon with a new post-vore potbelly. Which would of course, mean a vacancy either way.

Cullen gave his struggling squirming massive stomach a loving pat. “You’re doing great sweety,” he said with a grin. “Now see if you can make daddy cum. Then maybe…” But he didn’t need to say anymore as his belly began to frantically grind against his cock, as Raihan sought desperately to please him, even as Cullen smiled and allowed digestion to begin. Now it all depended on what time Leon got here, and as a result what state Raihan (or sorry, his belly now as he should more properly be called) would be in when he did. Until then, Cullen could lie back, cock and big bare belly out, and let his meal do the work. 

[the--blackdahlia]

An Analysis of Shawn Michaels as told by me

1.) Rockers Era (AKA He's a Boy Toy)

Peak 80s fashion right there. Looks like he could be a backup dancer at a Wham! Concert. Not quite a twink, but not quite a twunk either.

2. Barbershop Era (AKA See! I just kicked Marty!)

Heel turn of the century. Performed the kick heard 'round the world. But man, he looked good doing it.

3. The Sensational Sherri Era (AKA Bring it on Luger)

If people thought Lex Luger was full of himself during this time, I’d love to see what they thought of this Shawn era. While I would like to say this was the beginning of him not wearing full shirts, we saw the Rocker era Shawn.

4. The Heartbreak Kid Era (AKA He’s Just a Sexy Boy)

This era is Shawn bringing his attitude to the attitude era. This Shawn literally had 4 friends but pretty much the entire Hart family as enemies. But he still had a way with the crowd and looked damn good doing what he did best.

5. D-Generation X Era (AKA Put on this planet to make Vince’s life a living hell)

WCW had NWO, WWF(E) Had DX, and we think them for that. Them annoying Sgt. Slaughter, Bret Hart, Vince McMahon, Shane McMahon, and well, everyone, were enough to bring audiences in. Probably taught way too many kids to do crotch shots and to say suck it.

6. Commission Shawn Michales (AKA Michaels, Texas Ranger)

All business in the front, party in the backstage. The WWE was his playground. Gave us gems like Paul Bearer vs Big Show. And so began the era of Shawn very rarely being seen without a hat.

7. Rebirth Era (AKA Bring me my brown pants)

Got clean, found Jesus, and all was good. Except now feuding with his friends and friending his enemies. But Shawn had some really good matches and showed what he could really do when he wasn’t under the influence.

8. DX Return Era (AKA Get it on wweshop.com)

Can’t say suck it? No problem, that’s what the audience is for. Literally has the best running gag with Christmas promos and Vince’s love for...poultry. While NWO aged like milk, DX kept people loving them. Now, don’t forget to stop at the merchandise tent for your official D-Generation X toilet paper.

9. End of an Era (AKA He’s double your height, quit poking at him)

Shawn finally decided it was time to call it quits, and what a way to go out? By getting beat to a literal pulp by one of the most respected/feared men in the locker room. But the Heartbreak Kid never does anything half assed.

10. The Retirement Era (AKA If you have a problem, if no one else can help, and if you can find him, maybe you can hire Shawn Michaels)

Need someone to Sweet Chin Music someone? Need an (un)biased referee? Need a coach for NXT? Better call Shawn. It wouldn’t be the WWE without him.

[lychee-dragon-cookie]

knight, latte, lotus >:3

ooooooo mk

Knight

First Impression: honestly... not great? just also not awful. I thought he was neat yeah n I liked his trial but I barely gave this boy a second thought tbh

Impression Now: mmmmmmm blorbo from my phonegame<3

Favorite Moment: bro my favorite moment isnt even on CAMERA I dont think. but like. him kicking a dragons ass. you go u lil blonde twunk

Idea For A Story: :)

Unpopular Opinion: knight is good beyond his relationship with princess and honestly not only is seeing them shipped uncomfortable for me but it honestly I feel hed be just as good if they hadn't been explicitly shown as traveling together. hell maybe itd be better, fuck knows. anyhow I'm all for having fun with shipping but if I have to go into his tag to see untagged princessknight imma scream

Favorite Relationship: platonically the obvious answer is pistachio n princess but like. he could play off of so many people so well. I'd love to explore that some more. romantically I absolutely love me some fire/wind/knight it's like a venn diagram of reasonable to dumbass except it could go either way depending on situation

Favorite Headcanon: chronic pain knight has my entire heart I love projecting on this dumbass twunk

Latte

First Impression: prebby lady

Impression Now: wow I love you and I can break you and fix you and potentially confuse and infuriate people with my choices regarding you and you are one of the pillars of my crk team ty miss

Favorite Moment: honestly dont really have one? I dont remember much about the original beacon story

Idea For A Story: a character study maybe? idk it might be fun

Unpopular Opinion: sexualizing her is really fucking weird, and just because she was released with almond doesn't mean you have to ship them. hell that doesn't even just apply to her, just because two cookies are released together doesn't mean you have to ship them. n if you do? tag your shit ffs cough cough lobster mocha

Favorite Relationship: mmmmmm came into my mind ages ago from idek where but. roque latte qpp? hell I might put that in tmtw. almond, latte, madeleine, espresso, roque friendship is good but aspec aro latte talking w roque and joking w them about almond and knowing exactly what's going on w that is so good I love it

Favorite Headcanon: mmmmmm ^that relationship maybe? or like, the companion idea of roque coming back to her apartment in full garb and accidentally waking her up and having to explain anything and latte facepalming at her friend's bs is such a concept. disconnected from that though? latte having gotten her spoon from an old family friend who lived long enough to see her graduate. either they made the spoon or got it somewhere else but it was a present and she visits the grave every saturday at 7 to lay a new bunch of flowers. the tree they allowed her to grow the day of the funeral is still standing strong

Lotus

First Impression: kinda didn't like the lotus hat tbh. other than that, no real opinion other than woah new dragon

Impression Now: *image of lotus on thier trial* *next image is zoomed in to the point where it's nearly all thier face* them

Favorite Moment: hhhhhh honestly pretty much everything I love em

Idea For A Story: maybe something with what I said for the headcanon sdgjfh am I writing these backwards for each cookie? maybe

Unpopular Opinion: dude idek what counts as an unpopular opinion with lotus? idk

Favorite Relationship: I like what we saw of them with lychee! also as a dubiously platonic/romantic/seriously nobody fucking knows? hydrangea

Favorite Headcanon: thier first follower carved thier mandolin and theyve linked it to thier own life so it lasts longer. only reason they didn't do that with the cookie as well was to respect their wishes. that was the first time they felt such solid grief regarding another person and they had real trouble connecting with hydrangea because of that

[tibby]

best lekws of the party?

after a long six months, here it is: a ranking of my top five favourite outfits from each member of the party. hope it was worth the wait.

mike:

5. snow ball

i went to three formal events in all thirteen years of schooling and all five educational institutions i attended so middle schoolers having a random winter dance is VERY funny and weird to me. i don't think anyone i knew at thirteen would have had a good outfit for this kind of event but mike wheeler continues to be ahead of us all.

4. denim vest

people will say to me, "but how can you think mike is a lesbian?" and i will remind them of the time she wore a denim vest and bullied a twunk into giving her what she wanted. and that will close the case without a second thought.

3. pastel polo

thinking about the text i got from a friend that just said "okay yeah this shirt is kind of a lesbian look"

2. yellow button up

i have made many jokes at the expense of stranger things and will continue to do so as long as i am alive but i must say. the talent the wardrobe team has whenever they put any character in yellow...maybe the smartest people on the crew. anyway. here's another shirt that i wish that i owned.

1. s2 sweater

could it be anything else? the sweater that immediately went to the top of every lesbian's "Fashion I Need" list. mike wheeler was NOT going to let her trauma and fear and confusion from being far more fashionable than i ever was in 7th grade.

eleven:

5. bitchin’

she said it best herself

4. denim overalls and grey sweater

i kind of completely forgot about this until i was making this list and like, how the fuck did i manage that? i would wear this outfit now. i may not be a fan of jim hopper or his wardrobe but he really was doing some good parenting when he bought his daughter this outfit

3. paint splatter shirt

oh to be a fourteen year old psychic in 1985 hanging out with my lesbian best friend at the mall and stealing some really amazing pieces of clothing like this shirt and the fun romper and hat it can be paired with.

2. yellow shirt and black pants with suspenders

see above re: my comments on yellow shirts. did you know that a store was selling this outfit for FAR too much money but i still considered buying it? kinda upset that a 14 year old has my dream wardrobe

1. colourful romper

there is a reason i've seen about 50 people in their twenties wearing the knockoffs that target and hot topic made of this: because it's GREAT. probably my favourite piece in a season full of a consistently good wardrobe. el has been wearing stuff that isn't flannel for all of one hour and still has a better eye for fashion than i do. also the fact she probably stole this is a plus.

max:

5. intro outfit

max arrived in hawkins and was like. time to prove i am the superior sibling in my family when it comes to personality, skateboarding skills, and outfits.

4. halloween costume

not only did she outshine the party when it came to halloween scares, but she also kind of outshined them when it came to outfits. how were their matching ghostbusters outfits ever going to compare?

3. braids

at fourteen, max mayfield has managed to work out something that some people spend their whole lives not knowing: when you go to deal with a demon that has possessed your shitty older stepbrother, you need to wear a memorable outfit. and where can you go wrong with purple and blue stripes on a shirt and fun little braids?

2. yellow shirt

they’re all rocking great outfits honestly, but max still wins because she’s got that great shirt and those fun denim shorts. the boys never stood a chance.

1. rainbow shirt

as someone who has been a fourteen year old lesbian with messy red hair, i can confidently say i never had the ability to rock an outfit like this. godspeed, maxine.

will: 

5. dnd wizard

will byers said You Guys Are Going To Ignore My Campaign So I Am Going To Force You To Care By Wearing The Most Theatrical Outfit Possible And Yelling At You To Wake Up. and was he wrong for that? no!

4. s2 flannel

imagine mike wheeler showing up in the best sweater of all time and everyone else at your school is like Holy Shit, Cannot Compare To That Outfit. and they would be right but my GOD did will put a valiant effort in. LOVING the colours here truly.

3. girls don’t play video games

will byers is allowed to be a misogynist because he will wear a great outfit while doing it

2. s1 outfit

i think we've established that i'm a fan of vests. but really, if you're going to be trapped in another dimension for a week, you'd want to have an awesome outfit while doing it.

1. mindflayer (0) vs a great outfit (1)

the shorts are fun! the shirt has nice colours! this is probably the least his hair has looked like he's a beatles reject! i know everyone was busy being "traumatised" or "dying" but that's no excuse for nobody complimenting him on this absolute look

lucas:

5. final s3 outfit

lucas went to say goodbye to the byers family in this great shirt to make sure they’d never forget him. and who could, in a green like that?

4. blue stripes

there’s so many stripes on this list, but none of them hold a candle to this shirt, if i’m honest. blue is my favourite colour, so i’m a little biased, but it’s a nice range of shades paired with a great jacket. 10/10. the only reason it’s not higher is because he just has consistently has a great wardrobe.

3. red turtleneck, hidden by even cooler clothes

do you know how hard it is to wear three layers and make every piece count? apparently not hard at all for mr sinclair. he always has such a coordinated outfit and i think he might be the true fashion icon of this show for that...the colours here are perfect and every piece is just nice on its own. get lucas on project runway and he'd WIN.

2. summertime style

my notes for this look just say "fun hat" which i think is all that needs to be said

1. camo bandana

he looked up Outfits To Bully Jocks In and honestly? he was successful on both fronts.

dustin:

5. three great items to create a masterpiece

cards on the table, i forgot about this outfit until now. but i never will again. we’ve established i like yellow shirts, but combined with his iconic hat and the fun jacket i talk about later? he made his point. i’m sorry dustin.

4. vest

another vest! like, if it works, it works, and this definitely does. also, i appreciate his ability to keep his hat on despite being trapped in a secret underground russian basement, for like, three days. he knew it completed the outfit. he was NOT letting that go.

3. purple hoodie

steve, how does it feel to have an outfit that doesn’t measure up to the looks of not one, but two middle schoolers?

2. spy outfit

i’m kind of annoyed we didn’t get a good look at this outfit. both of the shirts are such fun and the kind of thing that i would probably wear today. it was good of steve to wear the scoops outfit and allow dustin to have his moment. although, really, what could top those patterns?

1. snow ball

like, i’m a 22 year old lesbian, i’m not going to fight a bunch of middle schoolers for not appreciating this outfit. but c’mon. i’ve been through 8th grade. this is absolutely a step up from what the guys i knew would wear. he manages to make it work without the blazer and with steve’s ridiculous hair tips. give a king a little more respect.

[minijenn]

I need a drawing of baby boy :( s e t s t e p p e r f r e e the twunk needs to shine in all of his gay glory

Oh, ya mean this exceptionally stylin boy?

(he turned his hat backward and is hiding his lower arms inside of the backpack I can’t

[angelkitten135]

Gen-z/Millennial and Highschool EENE

What if the Ed's were Gen-z/ Millennial meme disasters.

(Also some of these go with my highschool headcanons)

ED

The kid that bonks his head on things like door frames and runs into lockers.

Screams like a goddamn moose

Best hugs

Big ass puppy dog

Wants everyone to get along

"FIVE SECOND RULE"

Cusses a little

MUST hold his hand when you go out in crowded places, he WILL get lost like a small child

Bit of a dumdum

Burns water

Cannot hold himself back if he sees a cute animal

Everyone's little bro even tho he's one of the oldest.

Unsupervised Child Friend™

"No Ed you can't do that dangerous thing" means "yes Ed do the dangerous thing"

Wears the same clothes for 2 or 3 days

Will down a medium pizza and a 2 liter of Mountain Dew to himself

"Hey I'm Ed and I'm 19, and I never learned how to read"

Likes neon colors

Drinks a lot of slushies

Watches musicals

"FREEZE YOUR BRAINNN"

Still loves horror movies.

Makes b-list movie references

Eddy

Also screams for no reason

#1 at scare and office pranks

Does the "Hi I'm Marie and I wear to much makeup to hide the fact I have no ass HHHUHH" "Hi I'm Kevin and Im a ginger so i have no soul HUUHH" "My names Eddward and I act all innocent but i lost my virginity in high school huhhh" meme to everyone

Bi disaster

Is short till Junior year, then he's a goddamn beanstalk.

Still shorter then Ed and Rolf

Cusses like an Army Sergeant(his gramps was one so)

Crazy dumb jackass but still passes his eocs

Goes to therapy and takes antidepressants/anxiety pills

"THIS BITCH EMPTY, YEET"

makes old school references no one gets

Is a surprisingly good cook

Does let's plays

Lowkey loves animals, especially dogs

His therapist introduced him to sketching and now he does so in his free time.

Is actually really good at it, his books are filled with the kids(mostly Ed and Edd) and his parents

Watches Game of Thrones

"Whaddaya mean you don't watch Game of Thrones??"

Binge watches Netflix

Low self-esteem

"Oof"

Will often smack Kevin in the back of the head and run away cackling like a gremlin

Kevin wallops his ass each time, but he keeps doing it

Steals his hat a lot too, longest time he had it was 6 days

Drinks too many energy drinks and eats to much beef jerky

Addicted to mountain dew

Can walk in heels

Is in theater club

Has big ass nerd glasses

Keeps breaking them

His parents eventually got him contacts

He falls asleep in them a lot, so they had to get him a special kind

Overall big pain in the ass

Gremlin Friend™

Sexually frustrated

Twunk™

Likes salty foods

"Cat shit, bat shit, dirty old twAt, 69 assholes tied in a knot, hurray, lizard shit, FUCK"

Stuck in the 70s-90s and dresses like it

EDD

As payback, "Hello I'm Eddy and I make fun of people online cause I'm too short to say it to their face"

Is a petty prankster

Holds grudges over petty shit, like sitting in his spot

"That's my spot"

"It's too early for your bs Eddy"

"Hold on, *Sips black coffee with 99 shots of espresso in it* ..proceed"

Only cusses when drunk, high, really tired or really stressed.

"Fuck off Eddy" Eddy,*Surprised Pikachu*

Is 100 percent done with his friends but he still loves them

Crazy smart but his common sense is a bit weak

Wants to lowkey die

Mom Friend™

Loves to record his boys being cute

And being complete idiots

Has given up on telling Ed and Eddy "no".

"No.. Don't do that.. You'll get hurt.. Come back.. *pulls out camera*"

"Hey, how ya doin, yeah I'm doin just fine, I lied, I'm dying inside"

Eats in the background of Eddy's Let's Plays.

One time he tripped and fell in the BG and was like fck it and just went to sleep. Eddy found him later and was like tf

Do not offer him raw veggies he will eat all of them

Watches The Office

Runs on caffeine and mere willpower

Goes to hipster coffeeshops

Can also walk in heels

Twink™

Has cussed out both Eds in French and Japanese on several occasions

Writes in cursive in school so Eddy cant copy him

Sarcastic humor

Can fall asleep anywhere

Is small enough to fit anywhere

Flexible af

Compact

Secretly listen to rock music

Everyone is in love with him

Hates his gap but everyone else love it

Eddy has picked him up and yeeted him before

Once he fell asleep in class leaning on his hand and Eddy pulled his arm out from under him and he hit his head on the desk

As revenge, he waited till Eddy fell asleep in class then he tied his shoelaces together.

Likes pastels

All 3 of them smoke weed

[howlingcliffs]

Khfxjkgxxgj these hc afe the fucking best,, pat and edd next???

EPIC two dumb tall idiot boys thamk u

PAT:

had a nasty dad

very neat and clean hes a huge fckin germaphobe will literally kill you if you do not clean your ROOM (yuu doesnt clean his room) (yuu dies)

didnt talk a lot as a kid but believe me he Listened and knew Everything

was lead medic/left hand man in the ra before it disbanded

loves his family very much and is always worried he's a worse father than his own dad which is impossible

works two jobs and does his best at them

he gay

knew of pau before they met, and did not expect him to be such a mess or so nice

a little bit shorter than pau (they look like they're the same height from a distance), they r very tall dads

very proud of all his stupid idiot boys

does not know when to stop working pat you have been working for 13 hours please go home to your family please pat pl

very protective of the goblin quartet he will literally kill someone 4 those idiots

has a pet chicken named snowball

loves his sons so much he wil die for goblin hat boy and goblin red hoodie boy

EDD:

he has anxiety

hes bi/trans

met tord in kindergarten, edd had a scraped knee (this is based of a drawing i saw years ago, if anyome knows who made it lmk) and tord asked him if he needed help in broken english which led to edd teaching tord how to speak english and them becoming friends

had shit parents who didnt want him

his brother alex (YES i have an oc whos a sibling that i use to project my own sibling relationship with my own brother you are going to DEAL with it) named him after eddie brock bc alex is a fckingng nerd (edd being named after venom was an idea by m friend @/radicalspacemom)

alex was kicked out when edd was in 7th grade because their parents were being assholes to edd and alex was like "stop yoire bein MEAN" and then they kicked him out

edd has to stop himself from buying every cat he sees he loves them all too mucb Dear Lord help him

he goes to a cat cafe with ringo to have father daughter time

fell in love with tord when they listened to nightcore anime music together

Holds His Friends

like 6'10

got buffness from the poweredd powers before that he was a simple twunk

good and round hes shaped like a friend

make fun of his boys and he will beat ur ass

scared of fdk bc fdk bit his hand once

[diarrheaworldstarhiphop]

if I start drinking mountain dew, wearing trucker hats, driving pickups and stop jerking it to boys will I stop being gay?

From Bara to Twunk

[papiblackhat]

why do i draw black hat so big and dorito shaped?? that boy is at most a twunk and i damn well know it

[a-dragon-and-an-eagle]

We got twinks, we got hunks like braum, we have twunks like varus, sorry that's all archetypes, can't find anymore no sir

I don’t like blonds and varus isn’t really a twink. Besides, the more important part is personality and every. Single. Mother fucking guy in league is a cocky shit. Can I ask for like one professional? Someone who can be cool and fun without acting like an ass hat? Like everyone has that line that’s along the lines of: *closes eyes and smirks* Don’t worry guys, I got this.

I’m board with it. I’m board of these boys who act like there hot shit. I want a man who can smile and melt my heart. A man with a deep voice, one not of anger but experience. I want a fucking Geralt or a Master Chief. I want someone who does their job first and isn’t a cocky shit about it.