#he’s just such a funky lil dude

[4e7her]

about shizuru. because i cannot sleep and therefore cannot be stopped

he has a bridge, tongue, and bellybutton piercing. he refuses to get any ear piercings because he knows they’ll get stuck in his hair - it is fluffy and full of secrets.

he used to work at a maid cafe, courtesy of one of rankas friends. he didn’t especially enjoy it but he was very good at his job. this translates directly to how he acts once he becomes a host.

chronic insomnia and a competitive streak is how he got into ouran in the first place. haruhi bet that he couldn’t. not only did he get in, but he also averages as just a couple points ahead of them.

he has a deep seated needed to be the best at everything.

his favorite food is fruit snacks. those ones with the smiley faces. if someone says that those don’t count as a food, he will simply throw fruit snacks at them.

shizuru falls into the cottagecore aesthetic but completely incidentally. he loves cropped tank tops, almost always with an obscure phrase or picture on them, which he pairs with worn out jeans and his coat.

his coat was passed down to him by his father. it’s an incredibly worn leather coat with a sherpa (?) trim around the collar. he is incredibly attached to it, and both can and will fight for it. at some point, he will start wearing it with his school uniform.

he very strongly debates decking tamaki after the vase debacle, but just as quickly decides that it would be too much of a drag.

his design was made out of scrapped parts from my first our life: now and forever oc, lyra reagent. however, his blue hair is much darker, and he does not have heterochromia. they are both primary color themed though.

sometimes, he’ll pretend to be shy to get out of social situations. mostly with older women that fawn over him.

if someone claims that he’s worse than them at something he’s genuinely affectionate about, he has an entire personality switch, and suddenly seems like a delinquent.

he was originally just nicknamed wolf and was going to be used as a haikyuu oc. because of this, one of his favorite hobbies is volleyball, and he gets quite intense about it. he’s religious about practicing at least once a week.

he doesn’t mind the idea of being a househusband when he grows up, if he finds someone interesting while at ouran.

shizuru becomes fast friends with nekozawa and kasanoda.

kasanoda first meets him after walking in on haruhi. shizuru tries to fight him for their honor, and gets mistaken for a part of the yakuza by kasanoda.

honey views him as a younger brother.

for some reason, children love him, but he absolutely hates them. he babysits anyways, just to prove that he can do it well.

he got bad grades for his first couple years of middle school, basically up until he moved out, because he was working so many odd jobs to save up to start testosterone. he pretends it doesn’t bother him, not having any outside financial support, but it really upsets him privately.

the zuka club mistakes him for a girl and get taught a very swift lesson about gender and assuming. they’re the ones to leave first, as they don’t know how to react to shizuru.

his favorite animals are goats. he respects how hardcore they are while still looking cute. he respects honey for a similar reason.

despite his insomnia, he’s never had caffeine. no one is quite sure how he keeps his dark circles at bay. (pssst. it’s skincare. a LOT of skincare. and concealer on his bad days)

he can cry on command, a talent he learned after a brief obsession on acting. he uses this to prank tamaki frequently.

he doesn’t usually participate, but he thinks that the twins shenanigans are hilarious. if they’re doing something particularly amusing, he’ll find a way to weasel himself into their plan without even them knowing.

he tells everyone that the ends of his hair are his natural color because it ‘always fades out faster there’, but the truth is he likes having it to visually tie himself closer to his family. particularly haruhi and his late father.

shizuru understands memes, but doesn’t really get much else on the internet. he mostly uses google search for current memes, but avoids social media. if asked why, he’ll say it’s to keep away from drama, but the real answer is he just can’t figure out how it works.

[jadewritesficshere]

Wrecked

Eddie Munson x Reader

Content: oral (male receiving) slight sub!Eddie. Listen I just really wanna suck him

18+ only

Your eyes snapped open, adjusting to the darkness in the room as the VHS shut off with a click. The light from the TV seemed harsh, jarring you from the quietness surrounding you. It woke you up from your sleepy state, heart thumping wildly as you realized you had fallen asleep against Eddie. Eddie, who talked a mile a minute and told you interesting facts while watching movies, who had gone silent almost an hour ago as you started to drift off. Eddie, who had an arm wrapped around your shoulder, hand lazily drawing patterns on your arm where it rested. Your head against his chest, listening to the steady beating of his heart. "Sorry," you yawned as you sat up," Did I fall asleep?"

Eddie blinked slowly before smiling," Don't worry 'bout it. You need to rest." You lazily smile at him as he stands up. He stretches slowly, joints popping that remind you that neither of you are near your teens anymore. He reaches his arms above his head in a stretch, shirt traveling up just enough to give you a sneak peak of his stomach. Pale skin that showed the stark colors of the dragon curled over the top of his belly button. The dragon that had it's mouth open as if it was blowing fire, fire that actually was pink scars courtesy of the demobats. The scars that he always had a different story for when people saw ("I got attacked by a bear." "A witch cursed me." "I didn't eat my vegetables." "I used to defuse bombs").

Your eyes caught on his belly button, the stupid piercing he got claiming "a dragon had to have a hoard". The blue light from the tv causing the jewelry to glint, showing a kaleidoscope of rainbows in the opal gemstones. Your breath caught at the smattering of hair that trailed down from his belly button. Down to the band of his sweatpants that hung low on his hips. Plaid boxers peeking over the hem of his pants obscured your view of the slight v shape of his hips. The TV light providing the perfect amount of light and shadow to show the slight definition of his abs he had gained from long hours as a mechanic.

The sting from biting your lip pulled you from your casual perusal of Eddie's frame. Eddie who hadn't even noticed and was waving his hands around talking as he stared off at the wall,"- but those are just rumors. I mean if they do make a movie, it better be close to the book. No creative liberties. I want to see the book come to life, ya know? I want the dwarves to have full beards, especially the women and-"

You stand up abruptly," Shut the fuck up." Eddie pauses at your abrupt words and movement. Silence spans a few seconds as he notices the glimmer in your eyes," Excuse you?" You hum, running your eyes up and down his frame. Eddie was definitely a man, no longer the boy you had met in high school. He had filled out more, had some scruff on his jawline. His sweatpants had a hole in his knee and there was a stain on his shirt, but he had never looked more beautiful to you. And you had never wanted to fuck him more.

Eddie tilted his head slightly, untamed and frizzy curls bouncing as he tried to decipher the look in your eye. "I will gladly listen to this conversation, but I can't pay attention right now. Not when you're," you wave your hand gesturing to him," that!" Eddie scoffs," Excuse you? That?." One step is all it takes to get in his space, Eddie instinctively taking a step back.

You push on his chest, firm beneath your open palms, causing him to stumble back into the couch. He lands with a grunt and looks up at you with a look of exasperation. He goes to open his mouth to say what you're sure is a snarky remark, but all thoughts leave his head as you grab his knees spreading them open and kneeling in front of him. His jaw drops as he stares at you between his legs. You bat your lashes at him in what you hope is a seductive look, but let's be honest, both you and Eddie suck at flirting. You trail one hand up from his knee, barely touching as your fingers dance their way up his thigh. His cheeks flush, a beautiful dusty pink that spreads down his neck towards his chest. You wonder how far that blush goes as you lift the hem of his shirt.

Eddie is staring at you, frozen in time. You clearing your throat as you tug on his shirt knocks him from his reverie. "Yeah, okay, fuck uh yea." He leans forward enough to pull the shirt over his head. You lick your lips at the expanse of tattooed skin you see. You lean in, trying to decide where to start. You look up through your eyelids at him, slowly licking the happy trail, that definitely made you happy. The image of you licking his skin, peering up at him through your lashes, was burned into Eddie's retinas. Eddie's knuckles were white as he gripped the couch cushions. His stomach flexed unintentionally at the warmth of your tongue. The small whimper he let out fueled your desire, heat pooling low in your stomach. You nip and suck at his hips, one hand resting on his thigh, the other curled around his back to bring him closer to you. You pulled back after adding a lovely red mark that you know will fade to a bruise.

You can't believe you had fallen asleep next to this man, now the only thoughts involving a bed also involved cardio. You lightly trail a finger over the prominent bulge in his pants, earning a sharply inhaled breath and a buck of his hips. "Jesus fucking Christ," he groans, voice lower then you've ever heard. You lick your lips as your hands reach for the hem of his pants and-

"Wait!" Eddie startles you, and you glance up at his wrecked face. "Huh?" You blink a few times starting to pull back," Do you not..?" "No! No I do!" Eddie clears his throat and grabs the pillow next to him," I just...you should be comfortable..." His face flushes as he holds the pillow between you two, causing you to chuckle. You grab the pillow and put it under your knees, even if you don't need it. "Thanks baby. You're so thoughtful." Eddie preens under the praise, looking smug. Your hands return to his waist band, tugging his pants and boxers down. He lifts his hips to help and-

You've never thought a dick to be pretty before. Sure, you've seen some good ones but this? He's long, curved slightly to the right. Precum beading at the top of a head that is flushed so red it's almost purple. A prominent vein trailing the underside of his dick that you want to lick up. Curls around the base that were trimmed but still unruly. The tension is thick as you stare at his dick, wondering where to start. He twitches under your heavy gaze. "C'mon, don't make me wait.." Eddie mumbles. "You'll take what I give you, and you'll be thankful." You snap back, watching the man pout slightly. For all his bravado and extroverted demeanor, he has no power here and he knows it.

But you decide to have mercy on him as you flatten your tongue against his dick, deciding to follow the vein from his base to his tip. Eddie lets out a high-pitched whine followed by a "thank you", but you don't really care. Yes, it feels good for him, but this is also for your pleasure. You swirl your tongue around his leaking tip, tasting the salty essence. Eddie's hand finds the back of your head instinctively, not using any real force or grip. When you fully envelope his tip with your warm mouth and suck, all coherent thoughts of his are gone. He barely can remember his own name. One of your hands holding his hips back so he can't thrust up, the other wrapped around his dick slowly moving up and down.

Eddie sits there babbling nonsense, he never could stay quiet for long. And you wouldn't want him to, his moans and groans like music to your ears. You pull off of him earning a whine. Eddie's face is flushed, bangs stuck to his forehead, a slight sweat broken out on him. He looks down at you with those big brown eyes like you just kicked a dog. "Please? Fuck, please baby? Don't stop."

You smile up at the wrecked man, the man begging for you to continue. You can feel the light pressure of his hand against your head trying to push you closer to his groin. You could make him beg. Make him wait. But he looks so good like this, you want to see him completely blissed out. You inhale deeply before lightly putting the tip back in your mouth. Eddie has no time to mutter a thank you before you fully sink down on him. Your nose coming flush with the hair you admired earlier, taking him deep in your throat without gagging. "Oh fuckfuckfuck," Eddie pants above you, lost in the feeling of you. You hollow out your cheeks and suck, bobbing up and down along his length. He was a twitching writhing mess beneath you. You lightly palm at his balls, adding enough pressure to have Eddie moan. It didn't take him long before he came with a loud groan, hips bucking without a pattern. You swallowed it to the best of your ability, some leaking out and dripping down your chin.

When he was done, you pulled off him with a pop. Eddie's chest heaved as he panted above you. Eddie looked down from the ceiling, not sure when he had thrown his head back in ecstasy. You swipe the cum off your chin before licking your fingers, eyes locked with his. "Jesus Christ," he runs a hand through his hair and lets out a chuckle. You hum and smile up at him. Eddie lightly grasps your biceps, tugging you to get up,"Not sure what brought that on, but I think its time for me to return the favor. Get up here."

[justaz]

thinking of genderfluid merlin married to arthur :(

someone calling for the king asking where he is only to find merlin and immediately correct themself and refer to her as the queen :( thinking of merlin shifting for in the middle of a feast or meeting and people immediately switching from referring to him as the queen to calling him the king :( arthur calling merlin his beautiful wife or handsome husband or beautiful husband or handsome wife bc he’s a sap in love :(

[gothic-mothic-topic]

Mfw one of my favorite characters in a game either isn't popular and barely exists in the fandom, or everyone hates them.

[brodingles]

I never posted these, but for Reasons have this little corvid gremlin.

His name is Funky Dude. Big mad-scientist-but-it's-magic vibes. F-cked around and found out, but thriving for it.

Used him to terrorize my players in campaign! Inspo and collab(?) with one @churrobird

Full design cuz I think it's neat

[maackiamilk]

First ever digital art blorb I've finished :,) He's currently my favorite character rn, so why not draw him as practice??

[walkineternity]

Okokok I get Miguel is a bit of an ass, but who is the one that is *really* beefing with a 15 year old?

This fucking guy:

Spot was blaming all his problems on a child before anyone else in this movie lol

[juustozzi]

Doug McArthur at lunar seas headcanons?

to be honest, I don't remember the first go season too well, but let's see...

I think the strict school and training would do him well. he's doing it just for the grades at first, but the way everything is planned out to the T even with the smallest details fits him surprisingly good. he enjoys the routine and it makes him fit in well.

after the match against Raimon, the team's plays change, but they're brought together even more it and he truly feels home in the team by then!

and also I think they don't throw aroud much praise and hype vocally, but show their apprecitiation in small gestures or simple words.

[kikisees]

*hits you with a fucking chicken on a stick*

[xwhitenoise]

Currently 3/4 of the way through Misfits and Magic, and have also seen maybe half of A Court of Fey and Flowers, and I would just like to say how deeply funny it is that Brennan will craft PCs who are eccentric and kind of intentionally off-putting in some capacity but one of the other PCs will look at him and go “god I wanna bone down on that so hard” gfjdkgfdjl

[pacifistcowboy]

lookin’ at pictures of silver the hedgehog as reference for a drawing but i just keep getting distracted ‘cus he’s so cute and i love him :]]]]]]

[lab-gr0wn-lambs]

Out of all the things that threw me through a loop in the mario movie, the bros taking their gloves off was the most oddly jarring. I said out loud “they have flesh hAnds!-”

[joy-fires]

You're lost in a world of funhouse mirrors Twisted for eternity Bending light in a way that shows Refraction of hipocricy Whimsical, dear, your lies are clear Now, who the hell would've ever guessed?

[mothymayhem]

gleepy

Blessed by gleepy and sneebl,,, thank you friend, I shall treasure gleepy

[keeps-ache]

mm i Neeed to go the beach

[fellhellion]

me thinking about the discord arc is just "ough what a relief it must've been for miguel to hear that gabriel had known the entire time he was spiderman and never treated him any differently for it" and "lol lmao even. miguel enduring gabriel putting his avatar in cringe outfits even while complaining abt it is such a big brother moment"