#unnamed freak hcs

[strangerthingspolls]

a Very Important Poll for any and all Stranger Things fans:

please vote now!!! give my mans a name!!!!! justice for unnamed freak!!!!!!

[fvcking-panda]

Me reading the whole Flight of Icarus tag just to find some person mentioning the only fucking piece of information i will take as canon be like:

I JUST WANT TO KNOW FREAK REAL NAME DAMMIT

[secretlysimpash]

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🧡ash, 27, they/she

🧡mostly cod x reader, some monsters x reader eventually (and I mostly write fem and gn readers)

🧡my favorite cod charas: TF141 (can't choose just one, love all of ‘em), Graves, Valeria, Nikto, and König

🧡i follow from gastlyash

❤🧡💛 I appreciate every single nice comment and tag, they genuinely make me so happy!!💛🧡❤

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[Masterlist under the read more]

[will update with time]

Content Key:  🔞-smut 🥰-fluff 🐾-hybrid/shifter 👑-royal au 💔-angst  🪢-omegaverse 🎲-misc

🏷Price🏷

Nervous About First Time and Price's Solution 🔞

Home For Christmas 🥰

Price’s Wife w/ The Boys 🥰

Alpha!Price helps pregnant Omega!Reader 🪢🥰

Take A Seat 🔞

🧢Gaz🧢

Soft Moments, Important Questions 🥰

Knight!Gaz and Princess!Reader 🔞👑

Gaz Has Roommates, Whoops 🎲🔞

🧼Soap🧼

Christmas Surprise 🥰

Prone Bone 🔞

Princess! Reader Knighting Knight! Johnny 👑

Shifter Neighbor!Soap 🐾🔞

Sundress Szn 🔞

One Bed but not really 🥰

💀Ghost💀

Soft Ghost Thoughts/Loving Simon 🥰

Simon At Christmas 🥰

Simon Loves Seeing You Comfy 🔞🥰

Arcade Date 🥰

Mate At First Sight/Scent 🔞🪢

God of Death Simon 🎲

Short Ghost Thing-a workout 🔞

♠️Graves♠️

Never Just "One Night" 🔞

On His Knees For You 🔞

Don’t Mess With His Kid 🎲

Graves w/ sick reader 🥰

Ropes w/ Graves 🔞

🤠Alejandro🤠

Weird Mountain Lion 🐾

🤴König🤴

Shifter!König but he’s uh… 🐾

Relying on König 🔞

Octo-Monster Hybrid 🐾🔞

Octo-Konig on Valentines Day 🐾🔞

Octo-Konig x freak scientist reader 🐾🔞

Anxiety HCs 🎲

🚁Nikolai🚁

Cat Dad Nikolai 🥰

Nikolai's Chain🥰🔞

Nikto

He's Comfortable With Your Touch 🥰

Sputnik 🎲

🦂Valeria🦂

Punishment 🔞

👥Multiple👥

Hybrid/Shifter 141+ Graves & the reader wanting to sleep in 🐾

Hybrid 141 “In Season” 🔞🐾

Goofy HCs, 141 Edition 🎲

Goofy HCs 2 (Alex, Farah, Laswell, and Nikolai Edition) 🎲

Calling 141 + Graves By Their Rank 🔞

Poly 141 On New Years 🥰

COD Guys + Helping Their S/O On Their Period 🥰

141 + Words of Affirmation 🥰

PriceNik x Reader-3 way call 🔞

141 + Sick Reader 🥰

Werewolf!141 scenting reader 🎲🔞

141 x reader short scenarios 🔞

Mate At First Sight pt 2 (Ghost x Reader x Soap x Gaz) 🔞🪢

Hybrids In Spring, Non-Horny Edition🐾🎲

You Have A Big Dog 🥰

Big Guy Cuddles (Konig and Ghost) 🥰🔞

Fathers Day with 141🥰

🌕Werewolf🌕

Werewolf Bf (Milo) Helps After a Long Day 🔞

Werewolf Bf (Milo) and his human gf (Sav) Snippet 🥰

Werewolf Bf (Milo) And The Missing Clothes 🥰🔞

🦋Mothman🦋

Mothman's Fictional Crush 🥰

👽Alien👽

Alien mate + pet names 🥰

🧛Vampire🧛

vampire x human meme 🎲

💫[Original Works]💫 Unnamed Werewolf Story: Ch. 2 preview, snippet 2: god (apprentice) gone wild, snippet 3: brotherly love txts, vampire x human: cold hands

🎨My Art🎨 (mostly OCS and cod shit)

!!DIVIDER CREDITS!!

Warning Banners by arminsumi

Monsterfucker ones by tsunami-of-tears

[akari-of-moonlight]

Wada vocaloid hcs pls

Whoohoo someone to enable me!!!

Okay first of all Wada is so so so Kikuo coded HOWEVER I don’t know if he would listen to Kikuo or if it’d be too real for him. He’d probably listen to a few of Kikuo’s calmer, more niche songs like And Then You Became The Moon or Is It a Six-Hexagon Skew Polyhedron? (Holy shit Kikuo titles am I right) but I don’t know if he’d listen to the more popular songs regularly.

Wada would definitely be a huge fan of songs with a lot of lore. I feel like they probably discovered the creepypasta lore songs at a youngish age and freaked out but now listens to them with a straight face. Like I’m talking Alice of Human Sacrifice/Fear Garden type songs. I don’t think they’re particularly partial to dark songs, more just interesting stories. Wada Evillious Chronicles fan send post.

Also also also on top of that and in line with that I feel like Wada would TOTALLY have a bias towards vocaloid classics as opposed to newer songs and have a bias against more popular songs in general HOWEVER every now and then there’s something that catches his eye. Inabakumori and Iyowa are frequent exceptions for him. Also the unnamed songs by x0o0x_ would absolutely be in his playlist. Urban legends go brr.

Uhh as for the less dark producers/songs Wada likes: sasakure*UK (hello planet DEFINITELY), Omoi, mothy (as I mentioned), Wadatakeaki (specifically the Diary of Underage Observation album), Wowaka, Yurrycanon maybe?

As a whole his playlist is a slow gradient from eerie melancholy to powerful instrumentals and frenetic vocals and the occasional silly fun outlier song (he probably listens to Tetoris) and just for fun I think his favorite vocaloids would be Miku, Rin, and Yukari and he walks around his apartment trying to imitate their voices like daily.

[vaultureculture]

Demo 2.0- Elvia run masterpost

I decided to collect all of his reactions, canon-divergences and dynamics with the characters in one big post rather than the several I made for Phlo.

This will contain spoilers below the cut so be warned!

Elvia's backstory is The Unnamed (a fallen oracle), so I will be reviewing how things go in this route. They are romancing Leander and Ais!

Elvia grew up in an isolated temple floating on a lake. Although they were fooled regarding the nature of their curse and groomed to believe they were something divine, they quickly managed to turn things around so that they'd be in an advantageous position within the temple, getting practically everything they wanted. They are a manipulator out of survival.

They are traveling to Eridia alongside Phlomis (The Hound/Exile). The main HC follows their joint perspective.

This is very true for Elvia. They are rather unsettling. Too pretty, too elegant. Something's off.

It is Phlomis that gets gotten by the soulless in any case, Elvia runs towards Eridia while she holds it back and runs into Kuras eventually, whom they beg for help. They're in the clinic with Kuras and Phlomis later on, listening to their conversation.

Not that much though, Elvia's 1'80, he's not that short. I do wish they'd allow us to have MCs that are not constantly described as dainty and short!! On another note, even with the Unnamed background, they seem to have removed the lines that imply we can sense Kuras is a supernatural entity?? Am I just blind? That's strange to me. It was a very nice addition!

When meeting Leander, Phlo wants to stay at the back of the tavern, while Elvia catches a glimpse of him immediately and wants to approach. Elvia is the one to grab Phlomis and make their way past the crowd just to get a better look at this man.

I think that the speech he's giving is particularly inspiring to Elvia. They have been roaming the world for a while, ultimately reaching the conclusion that humanity needs a savior to rescue it from its self-inflicted doom.

Leander's (alleged) kindness and generosity would entrance Elvia. They are so going to use this guy.

I genuinely don't think that Elvia is as ashamed of their curse as standard MC is. They often still use it as proof of their divinity, just something to convince others that they are special. They are rather accepting of the curse, even if they're still trying to get rid of it. Phlomis is more ashamed, but they use it as a defensive weapon. Adeline (my Alchemist) is the closest to default MC, I would say.

Another strange thing to not give us a choice in ngl. Elvia has indeed never been touched before lmao

Just two freaks avidly touching one another's arms in the light of day, in the middle of the street. Nothing to see. They are SO normal.

I think that Elvia sees Leander as their quick ticket to happiness from this very moment. We talk about Leander being really posessive of MC, but I can assure you that Elvia is just as possessive if not more. You're THEIRS now, little bro. Good luck.

Not really applicable to Elvia, considering their shrine is something similar to Hagia Sophia of Constantinople. Elvia is also a classist piece of shit and they'd be sooooo happy to see something as grand as the Senobium!

Let's get you to bed grandpa

Elvia would trust Iris though, unlike Phlomis. I don't think that she would follow her, but Elvia certainly would. They're a little naive. This is why they are the one meeting Ais in the end.

Ocudeus baby...

I love how Phlomis stays guarding the gates to the wasteland and waiting for Elvia, meanwhile Elvia is out here having an Unnamed-specific acid trip LMAOAO

Elvia often pacifies soulless with their curse as a 'divine feat' to shock people into obeying them lmfao. However, being surrounded by multiple of them with some bastard barking orders at them is bound to be a little unnerving.

ALSO

AGAIN WITH THE HEIGHT

ELVIA IS LITERALLY JUST 5 CMS SHORTER THAN AIS PLEASE I BEG

Now you'd love that, wouldn't you Elvia. I love the ''all lies'' thrown in there. Elvia is rather annoyed that their curse didn't work out this way. This little cult leader is still trying to figure out how to maximize people's usefulness.

Elvia being utterly puzzled by Mhin's nature is fascinating to me. It's such a direct contrast with how quickly them and Phlomis seem to understand one another. For the first time in forever, Elvia cannot understand, and that scares them. The lack of control is terrifying.

I think they don't like Mhin very much.

Leander and Ais feuding over buying Elvia a drink is extremely funny to me now, considering that both of them are their routes lmao

Talking about Elvia's dynamics with these guys, I don't think that Vere likes them too much either. They have no issue with him, but Vere does not trust them whatsoever. I think he can tell this one's a devious, slimey worm.

ROUTE TIME-

Leander's

Alright, this is not Elvia lore but rather ME lore, my father used to own a pub. It opened only at night and served mostly alcohol, and this is the most realistic thing I've seen in the entire demo. The barstools and the counters WERE sticky half the time, no matter how much they cleaned them. The alcohol that falls on these surfaces always turns everything into a nightmare lmao. This was so reminiscent of being in the pub helping my father. EW BROTHER

Oh they certainly do miss it a lot. Their assistants, the luxury, the safety, the holiness of it all. Elvia simply seeks to live a peaceful life, that is their deepest desire. I think that Leander can understand.

Well aren't you lovely and kind, Leander! I think that Elvia wouldn't be that unfamiliar with care, considering they've got Phlomis guarding their back at all times, but they would be pleased by Leander's charitative spirit...

Are you sure about that.

Elvia falls in love fast and hard but their idea of love mayyy just be to manipulate you back until you're fully dependent on them Leander. The clash of manipulators will be legendary.

No cause the way Leander keeps saying negative things about the others as soon as you express that you like them....this man's unsettling...

I'm leaning towards 'good' with Kuras. Elvia knows that he's something other than human, they know that he's suspicious inherently, but I don't think that would affect their opinion of him. They're grateful for having been saved.

Vere, Vere... Elvia woulnd't say that he deserved it. Maybe they would, if they knew more about him and considered him faulty, but they don't know enough to pass such harsh judgement.

Part of me also believes that they want to tell Leander they've liked the others because they've already clocked that he's uncomfortable with it lmao.

I puked hey so that's terrifying

Canon Elvia for sure. They're not helpless. They will manhandle him lmao

Still stands I see

No because the fact that he says he's got some information to get you ALONE WITH HIM in YOUR ROOM and then doesn't even give you the information.

I'm disgusted. Elvia won't let this slide either. They ARE having him do their bidding, whether he likes it or not.

Ais'

I think Elvia's dynamic with Ais is one of curiosity. They don't really start on the best of terms, but Elvia knows that Ais is connected to something ancient, something useful. They feel a sort of... envy, regarding Ais. They want a groupmind of their own. They want to be powerful, terrifying, unashamed. They want to be loved, and loathed, and everything in between. Which, by the way,

That's what's happening here. I seriously doubt that Elvia is talking about Princess.

Love the fact that his knuckles are bruised in the sprite as well.

Makes a great deal of sense that Vere is the only one actively calling out Elvia's bullshit then.

I cannot add more images anyway so I'll just leave the rest of my thoughts here.

Elvia's heart beats faster than ever when Ais brings up Ocudeus. That is precisely what they'd felt before. That is what they want. If only they could have that power for themselves, everything would correct itself. They'd fix the world, everybody's faulty sinning hands, everything.

The fact that they'd bite Ais is interesting, as well. I like that in all of their relationships, Elvia is always performing some gesture to let the other know that they are in control. They call the shots, lest you forget.

And that is all...

[zelenbug]

nother rayman art pile. part THREE. it hasnt even been that long since the last one i just draw a lot apparently

starting with another doodle pile with suggestions from people

new kind of shadow mario dropped. rayman. i meant rayman

started brainstorming a rayman arena r3 sequel thing

completely redid the third guy in my headcanon lore. he has a british accent btw. also he believes in superstitions that manage to be complete bunk even in the world where magic is everywhere and incredibly common, hes like a middle aged woman that buys into healing crystals type stuff. so naturally hes completely useless as a doctor (so is romeo who just offers you Substances; otto is competent but freaks people out)

(the funny thing about the name thing here is that (most older) red wizards, who in my hc lore are very superstitious about what gets you got by the nightmares and thats why they just avoid having fun and playing. even they would consider not sharing a name over it to be completely stupid lmao)

couple things in flash for the heck of it. origins romeo can look bascially the same as he normall ydoes if you just base him off the photographer lmao

spore joke

AND THAT DIDNT HAPPEN LOL!!!!!!!!!!!! (this was made a couple days prior to the switch 2 direct) INSTEAD WE GOT DONKEY KONG (unaffordable but ITS DONKEY KONG)

me

misc magic lady drawings

hes lanky

conceptualizing a newer design for flaming teensys ice counterpart (that is also his boyfriend)

these two would have funny interactions i think

things that arent necessarily normal drawings heres Spordlum and whatever this is (using an unused origins texture)

more of my fish whose name i still havent decided on

based on a supper mario broth post (i dont think globox would actually type that way but whatever)

more of my women. typha (right) and Idk

& i drew their teensy buddys too (I DONT THINK IVE EVEN SHOWN THE LEFT ONE OOPS thats typha's buddy that drags her to social situations so she doesnt have to be such a shut in). both with slight design tweaks (i took away the arm prosthesis on the right one lmao. i mean they have it just dont really use it)

not drawings but name brainstormngs for these guys (minus typha who i named like 5 years ago). which took several hours of painstaking wikipedia research because im terrible at naming anything i mean just look at my poor Unnameds in flight rising

flash SO ANNOYING TO WORK WITH but also SO FUN TO DRAW IN at the same time. the brush is perfect for the origins artstyle but i felt like bashing my head against the wall trying to just set up a multiply layer thats clipped to the shape. and then i cant even edit the multiply layer afterwards if i decide thats not enough shading AUUGH anyway hoodboom

another doodle pile with suggestions from people (but one was my own idea)

box

felt liek drawing the bestfriends with no specific aim in mind cuz im not great at coming up with drawing ideas either

bonus misc doodles. context for the rayman flag pic

[serasvictoria]

Title: Roller Queen

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Female Reader

Summary: A heatwave has hit Hawkins and bored out of his mind, Eddie tries to find something to do. He finds that something in the Palace Arcade…

Word Count: 6997

Content Warning: 18+ mdni. Semi-public sex. Oral sex (male receiving). Vaginal fingering.

Notes: This is what you get when you spend quite some time on Pinterest during a heatwave and suddenly finding a picture that just inspires you. The picture is all the way at the end, it just worked for me.

There is also one mention of the name Arlo in this and that's what I called the unnamed Hellfire member aka Corroded Coffin’s bass player, also known as the titular “Freak”. There’s an entire backstory in regards to why I gave him that name, but I won’t bore anyone to tears with that particular HC.

Betaread by @adrille88 Thanks again ❤️ Any remaining mistakes are all mine.

If he was really honest with himself, Eddie had to admit that he kind of liked heatwaves.

All the assholes would leave the town of Hawkins, abandoning the hot and humid place like a bunch of rats leaving a sinking ship, and they’d go spend a couple of days at their log cabins near some lake, leaving all the less fortunate residents behind.

Not that he thought that he was less fortunate, fuck no. He wouldn’t want golden boy Jason Carver’s shiny life. Sitting next to mommy, wearing his Sunday best and listening to daddy as he preached fire and brimstone to the congregation as they clutched their crucifixes. Lord knew where the bastard was now. Probably forced to suck up to some senator’s kid whilst he pretended that he wasn’t from some backwater shithole in Indiana.

So yeah, heatwaves weren’t all that bad. Besides, you could dress for the heat.

He was currently lazing about on the porch in an old pair of jeans that were cutoff right above the knee. His Motörhead shirt (which he had also modified after he tore it making it sleeveless as well as a little bit too short) was in a crumpled heap right next to him.

The only thing that was bugging him at the moment was trying to decide what to do.

It was the first summer after graduation, so he should have been spoiled for choice, but sadly that was not the case at all.

Steve and Robin were at work, like Jeff, and he didn’t feel like bothering them at their workplaces. Again. Dustin was at some kind of robotics camp. Wheeler had joined the Byers family for their last summer in California before they moved back to Hawkins. The Sinclairs were visiting relatives, as was Gareth. Arlo had been signed up for summer classes by his mother because he was failing a couple of classes.

So there was currently no one that he could shoot the shit with.

Usually Eddie wouldn’t have any problems on his own, he’d almost grown accustomed to it when he was a kid, but he was bored out of his mind at the moment. Didn’t help that he was coming off his previous high as well.

Absentmindedly scratching his neck, he brushed away some of the locks of hair that had come loose from his ponytail and that were sticking to his sweaty skin. He’d already taken a cold shower earlier and even that wasn’t enough to fight the heat.

The AC had also gone on the fritz at the worst possible time so staying in his bedroom wasn’t an option. Which meant that jacking off was off the cards, too. Because hey, when in doubt, jerk off. It was basically an unwritten rule.

Everyone that was still in town had either gone to the community pool or the woods, but those weren’t really places where we wanted or could go to. Lover’s Lake and Skull Rock were places that were worth considering, but you never knew if you’d disturb anyone whilst there and some people didn’t take too kindly to having an audience. And even if they were keen to have onlookers, that didn’t automatically mean that they’d want him there.

There wasn’t really much else to do apart from aimlessly driving through town until he found something that was worth his while.

Getting to his feet with a groan, he stretched out, grabbed his discarded shirt from the couch and put it on. His keys and cigarettes were on the small table next to him so he pocketed the packet of smokes and then locked the front door (even if no one was insane enough to attempt to steal anything from them, what with them having the good old Munson name and all).

As expected the van was hot as hell, so he rolled the windows all the way down on both sides before starting the engine and heading out of the trailer park in search of something to do.

Driving around town, he’s reminded of that Ghost Town song by The Specials (Robin was going through a bit of a ska phase at the moment) and before he knew it he was humming it which was in stark contrast to the Megadeth song, Wake Up Dead, that was currently blasting through the speakers.

Despite having previously decided that he wasn’t going to go to Family Video, he found himself driving in that direction anyway. Maybe Eddie could convince Steve to give him access to his backyard so he could have a dip in his pool in exchange for a couple of joints? Worth a shot.

This brought him right past the arcade, which was practically next door, a place that he hadn’t set foot in for quite some time. Together with Harrington, he seemed to have earned the dubious privilege of dropping the kids off there quite frequently, but he never joined them despite Henderson asking him to do so every single time.

He wasn’t about to have his ass kicked by some kid at-

Eddie swore that his eyes were seconds away from rolling out of their sockets.

All that he caught was a quick peek through the open doors of the arcade, but it had been enough to make him punch the brakes of his van and he came to a standstill right in front of the building.

Eddie had never parked his van so fast in his life.

When he got out of the van and walked across the asphalt to his destination, nerves set in, which was insane when he really thought about it. Why was he even nervous? Was it because he was seconds away from shooting his shot and potentially getting horrifically turned down?

The name of the place was lit up in purple neon on the awning over the doorway. Unbelievable that this was something that could make him set foot in the place after all this time, having seemingly graduated from it many years previous, constantly proclaiming that it wasn’t “his scene” since books and board games were more his thing.

That was a better excuse than saying that he had simply been unable to afford it. Money had always been tight in the Munson household and wasting a couple of quarters on something that he couldn’t even take home with him or put in his belly seemed pointless.

There’s an acne stricken teenager sitting on a folding chair next to the open door, a look of annoyance on his face that betrayed the fact that he didn’t want to be here at all.

“There’s a change machine inside. You know where to find me if it stops working,” he says with a bored tone when Eddie passes him by. The kid doesn’t say it, but his line sounds well practiced, leading him to believe that the aforementioned machine must have some issues.

It also sounds like the kid has no intention of going inside unless he absolutely must.

So that means that no one will see Eddie crash and burn if he does. And if he doesn’t, there won’t be anyone to disturb him either, so it was a win-win situation no matter what.

It was cooler inside, but only slightly. The AC was old and far too small to cool such a large space, but it still tried to do its job to the best of its abilities.

There were plenty of noises around him, machines beeping in an attempt to make him look at them, to make him see what he could play if he would only give them a couple of coins. He barely even seems to notice them at all, not caring about what the games have to offer him.

Not now.

The row of games that were visible from the door are all vacant. No one’s there to pour over them, desperately trying to win, so he moves on to the row next to it as he tries to find what he’s looking for. He’s about to turn the corner into the third, already somewhat convinced that his mind had been playing tricks on him, that the heat had fried his brain, when he comes to a sudden standstill and simply stares at the image before him.

Eddie had not imagined it, hadn’t gotten a severe case of heatstroke, hadn’t witnessed a mirage or anything of the sort. Even if mirage was probably the best word to describe what he was looking at.

You were leaning over the controls of one of the machines, tapping away at the buttons and moving the joystick back and forth.

That in itself wasn’t anything out of the ordinary.

Dustin often spoke of you with awe in his voice, regaling everyone with how good you were at the games at the arcade. You and Max held a lot of the high scores and that was pure catnip to the younger boys who only cared about trivial things like that. The fact that you were older only seemed to make you more appealing to them.

A fellow nerd.

An older fellow nerd.

An attractive, older fellow nerd.

Eddie had never really gotten it until now, but that was more down to what you were wearing, which was a lot more revealing than what you had worn when you still walked through the hallways of Hawkins High. Hell, Principal Higgins would probably have a heart attack if someone wore that to school.

In an effort to fight the heat, you were wearing a pair of cut off blue sweatpants, which were so short that they might as well be hotpants, and a dark blue bikini top. And on your feet were the signature roller skates that were very much an extension of yourself as it were.

He doesn’t think that he’s ever seen you without them when you weren’t in school or working. There’s even a story about how you kicked Andy Collins in the balls with them once, but no one has ever been able to confirm that particular story since it was very much based on hearsay.

It is a fact however that Andy doesn’t seem to sniff around you quite as much as he does with every other (single) female in town. Had to be a reason for that.

The corner of your mouth twitches, so you definitely noticed that you had an audience of one by now. It would be rude not to go over to say hello, right? Right? So Eddie starts moving, unsteady on his feet all of a sudden, like he had forgotten how to walk simply because he was in the presence of such beauty.

“Hi,” he croaks out and he raises his hand in greeting. “Pretty hot outside, huh.” He mentally slaps himself for saying that, because why on Earth had he decided to state the obvious? Guess that meant that trying to act cool had gone straight out the window. His remark makes you snort though, which he supposes is a win of sorts. “Anyway. Hi.”

“Hi,” you say with a grin, doing your best not to laugh, as you look up for a few seconds before focusing all your attention back on the game. “Don’t see you round here a lot.”

“Not much of a gamer,” Eddie admits, which technically wasn’t true, but he didn’t think that he had to clarify that he was talking about video games. You would have seen him around the arcade a lot more if he was into those.

“So why’re you here then?”

“Thought I’d check the place out. Henderson’s always talking about it.”

“Ah, Henderson,” you sigh and there’s a hint of exhaustion there that almost makes him laugh. “And that’s enough to get you to show up?”

“Maybe not just that.” His eyes skate over the curve of your ass and when he looks back at your face again, he can see that your eyebrows are raised. Subtlety had never been his strong point. “Busted,” he chuckles.

“Hm,” is all that he gets out of you before you look back at the screen once more.

Eddie tries his best to feign an interest in the game that you’re playing, Bubble Bobble, by trying to keep his eyes peeled on the screen. Even thinks about commenting on the cuteness of the green dinosaur that’s blowing bubbles at his enemies, but he doesn’t out of fear of looking like a complete fool. He actually opens his mouth once with the intention of commenting on how well you’re playing, but what the hell is he supposed to say?

‘Good game, hot stuff, but do you wanna get out of here and play a real game in the back of my van instead?’

Bad idea. Really bad idea. He’d prefer it if his nuts didn’t meet the boot of your skates. That would be a horrible ending to what was turning out to be a pretty good day so far. He’d like to end it on a high if he could, preferably with your phone number scribbled on a piece of paper in his pocket.

Damn, this was easier when he could hide behind his usual bravado, but he’d already fucked that one up from the moment that he started talking to you. Hell, he couldn’t even hide behind his hair, because it was in a messy ponytail right now.

Still, you haven’t told him to fuck off just yet so it wasn’t a complete disaster. He leans back against the side of the machine next to yours and he really looks at you this time.

God damn, he had always thought that you were pretty, but fuck, you looked good enough to eat right now. He catches the glint of a bead of sweat as it rolls down your neck, following it as it makes its way down your skin and ultimately disappears into the fabric of your bikini top.

Eddie can almost taste the salt on his tongue if he thinks about it hard enough.

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer.”

Your voice cuts through the first wisps of the daydream that was forming in the back of his mind, one that already had his cock twitching in his pants, seconds away from begging him to excuse himself so he could jerk off in his van.

“I would if I had a camera,” he bites back.

You shake your head and sigh and a couple of seconds later the game makes a noise, something that even a newbie like him knew wasn’t good. As if to emphasize this, the words “game over” appear on the black screen.

“Thought you were good.”

“My heart wasn’t in it,” you say while the screen starts flashing the ‘insert coin’ message on the screen in an attempt to lure in new players. “It’s this damn heat.”

“Maybe you don’t do well with an audience.”

“You’re shitting me, right? You know how many times I have those little shitheads breathing down my neck?”

“I dunno,” he shrugs. “A lot?”

“Yup. I barely get any alone time as it is.”

There’s a sudden flush of guilt and he can feel his cheeks burn as they begin to color a dark shade of pink. He’s bothering you. You never said it, but that's what he reads between the lines.

“You want me to leave?” He’s already turning away from you, instantly apologetic, so he’s surprised when he feels your fingers touch his wrist.

“Did I say that?” He’s watching your hand, noticing the gentle pull on his arm which doesn’t stop until he makes no move to leave anymore. “Did I?”

Since you repeat yourself, you’re obviously expecting an answer. The only problem is that the heat combined with your touch are kind of short circuiting his brain.

Eddie eventually manages to get out a small “No?” which he considers a victory. At least it shows that he’s still capable of speech, if only a little.

“No,” you repeat after him and he’s instantly relaxed when he finds that his presence does seem to be wanted after all. He can’t stop his expression from falling a little when your hand lets go of his arm. “But you say you’re not a gamer. Maybe you just haven’t found one that you like yet.”

“Sweetheart, I haven’t been in here for years,” he says with a casual wave of his hand. “The flashing lights are about to give me an epileptic fit.”

“Was that a joke?”

“Yeah?”

“That was so funny I forgot to laugh,” you deadpan.

The flat tone of your voice makes him snort as well as make him wonder why he has never tried talking to you before.

He supposes that it was a form of thinly veiled jealousy over the kids liking you so much. But who cares about them? And why is he thinking about them so much anyway? Being in the presence of a hot girl combined with the stifling heat was really doing a number on his brain, that was for s-

You clap your hands together in front of his face, snapping him out of his thoughts for the second time since he was with you.

“Anyway!” you exclaim and clear your throat before continuing. “There’s a couple of old games in the back. Maybe you’d even recognise some of them, oldtimer. Want me to show you?”

“Which ones?”

“Pong, Death Race, Space Invaders, Asteroids… ring a bell?”

“Always was quite partial to Death Race actually.”

“Figures,” you grin. “Come on then,” you say as you push yourself away from the cabinet and start leading the way.

Eddie lets you take the lead, because it means that he can walk behind you and his eyes drop down immediately, unashamedly ogling your ass as you glide through the arcade.

On your way to the back, he hears the crinkling of plastic and watches you remove the orange wrapper from a lollipop before it disappears into your mouth. He swallows hard when your jaw moves, your cheek bulging as you keep moving the candy from side to side. He’s practically salivating as he tries very hard not to let his mind come up with images of how your cheeks would look if there was something else in your-

“There she is,” you break through his reverie again and he briefly wonders if it’s intentional, if you have some kind of inbuilt radar that alerts you whenever a guy is about to have some very impure thoughts in your vicinity. “Death Race.”

You point out the black cabinet at the end of the row of machines, the two steering wheels making it instantly recognisable. You come to a standstill right next to it and wave your hand over the front of it, like some bikini babe that they sometimes use to advertise cars.

“Goddamn,” he whistles in wonder. “Didn’t know they still had this one.”

“They do,” you reply as you stand to his left. “Don’t think they ever get rid of a game if it’s still working.” You dig around in your pocket and hold out a quarter to him. “Here. First game’s on me.”

“Thanks, sweetheart.” Eddie takes the quarter from your fingers and puts it in the slot. “I’ll try to make it last.”

Unfortunately it doesn’t last that long. Sadly, he’s a little bit rusty. Not that he was any good when he still came here, but he finds himself wanting to impress you as much as he can.

Eddie’s on his fourth quarter when there’s an almost sickening crunch from your direction. Eddie looks up from the screen to see you chewing on the hard candy of your lollipop and he catches you tossing the stick in a garbage bin behind you. He wants to say something, but the words die on his tongue when your hand suddenly connects with his chest and he’s pushed back against the wall.

“Hey, wh-”

-at the hell.

The rest of the sentence comes out all muffled, because your lips crash into his hard. There’s barely time to close his mouth and you enthusiastically take advantage of that by licking into his mouth, your tongue connecting with his, and he can taste nothing but oranges. When he starts kissing you back, he can taste the same artificial nectarine flavor in your lip gloss.

Wrapping his arms around you, he pulls you in closer and you sigh when his hands start rubbing up and down your back. You even giggle when one hand dips down lower and grabs your ass cheek.

There’s no opposition from him when you push him to the side, in between the opening between the black cabinet and the wall, one that the both of you fit into neatly, effectively shielding you and him from the view of others just enough.

Not that there was anyone else there apart from the bored employee that was still sitting outside and even he wouldn’t be able to see what the pair of you are doing from where he’s sitting.

“Aren’t-“ You pull away just far enough so Eddie can look in your eyes for a split second, see how blown out your pupils are, and then you dip your head down so you can drag your lips over his neck. “Aren’t you scared that anyone might see us?”

“No.” Your reply comes far too quickly and your teeth graze his Adam's apple slightly. “Why?”

“Wh- are you serious?”

“Mhm,” you hum against his skin. He gasps when you suck on his neck hard enough to leave a mark. “So sensitive.”

“Fuck.” At least Eddie can sort of peer into the space behind you now. He catches no movement whatsoever. And it’s not as if the arcade is rigged up with security cameras either. You stick your hands underneath his shirt, your fingers finding his nipples with ease and pinching them. “Damn, sweetheart.”

“What?” You look up at him, batting your eyelids almost too innocently, and when he doesn’t reply, you lick a stripe from the dip in his collarbone all the way up to his ear. “Cute,” you say directly into his ear before you gently tug on his lobe with your teeth. “You’re cute.”

Your intent couldn’t be more clear however. You wanted him and you were laying it on so thick that it was hard to ignore. It was all in the hungry way that you kissed him, filled with lust and longing, full of heat and desire.

Even though there shouldn’t be any mistaking your intentions, Eddie still wonders when it would be acceptable to invite you into his van. If he does it too early, you might smack him for being a perv, but if he does it too late, you might mistake it for disinterest, which would be a million miles off from what he wants. If only he had talked to you before, he would know what you were like a bit more, but all he has to go on are stories from Henderson and a handful of rumors.

There’s an unexpected brush of your fingers over the front of his jeans and it’s so light that he mistakes it for being accidental at first, but when it happens again and then again, it becomes a bit more difficult to ignore.

“Oh?” The triumphant tone in your voice is impossible to miss, because now you know that he was already half hard before and that was definitely because of you. “Thought that you had a couple of rolls of quarters in your pocket, but I think I was wrong.”

“You use that line a lot?”

The words came out too easily after all so naturally he’s curious, maybe even a little jealous, but he would never admit to that.

“Please,” you chuckle, “you think so little of me?”

“I don’t know. Don’t know you that well. Unfortunately.”

“You could get to know me. If you want to.”

“Hmmm. Tough question. Let me think about it.”

Eddie meant it as a joke, obviously, but he doesn’t miss how your brows furrow and how your hand stops moving, even if you can’t seem to stop your fingernails from scratching at the fabric.

His hips end up chasing your hand when you pull it away.

“Do you want me to stop?”

Eddie blinks, suddenly confused. “Is that a trick question?”

“Nope, just an honest one.”

“No.” It’s his turn to answer quickly now. And Christ, he feels like such a fucking dickhead for giving you the impression that he might not want this. “I don’t want you to stop.”

“Good,” you reply with a grin that’s bordering on feral, “because I really didn’t want to.”

“Then wh-?” He cuts off his sentence because your hand is back on his crotch again. You touch him with more intent now and he wonders if you can feel his dick twitching through the thick fabric. “Fuck.”

“Cause you looked a bit uncomfortable for a couple of seconds there. Figured that it was because of me.”

“It wasn’t, sweetheart. Trust me. Just never had a pretty girl seconds away from making me come in my pants like a schoolboy in a public place before.”

“Hmmm. I can think of something a lot better than that.” His eyes widen when you drop down onto your knees and start undoing his belt. “All you need to do is stay quiet.” A strangled kind of noise comes out of his mouth and it makes you grin even wider. “Think you can do that?”

“I’ll fucking try,” he squeaks out when you pull his pants down roughly to expose his underwear and his pale thighs. “I’ll really fucking try.”

“You’re gonna have to do better than that.” Your hand rubs over the front of his boxers and he groans low in his throat. “No louder than that, okay?” You pull the last cloth barrier down, unveiling his cock and it proudly stands at attention. “Oh god,” you say, obviously impressed, “prettiest cock I’ve ever seen.”

“Oh yeah?” You lick at the glistening bead of precum on the tip and your eyes close briefly as you taste him. The noise you make is exaggerated, but fuck, who cares? “Like it that much?”

“Uh-huh,” you answer as the tip of your tongue starts following the trail of a prominent vein on the side of his shaft, chasing it all the way down to the base and then back up again. “I do.”

Eddie lets out a sigh when you finally wrap your lips around his cock and let him slip halfway into your mouth. You sit there, looking all pretty, your eyes on his, and he already knows that he won’t be able to get this image out of his head for as long as he lives.

You bob down a bit further, a mere inch at most, and then release him with a soft pop. You spit on your palm, circle your fingers around the shaft, and start working him with your hand.

Ducking your head, you sink your teeth into his pale thigh and then lick the already slightly reddening mark. You repeat this a few more times, much to Eddie’s amusement. The slight sting of your bites in combination with the movement of your hand are pushing him ever closer to the edge.

Having teased him enough, you take his dick into your mouth again and he briefly wonders if you would have still done this if the place had been a bit more crowded. Not that he thinks that the sound of screaming kids would have done anything to kill his boner. If anything, the sheer thought of there being a greater possibility of getting caught only turns him on more.

When you cup his balls and start massaging them, Eddie hisses through his teeth. Fuck, he really wasn’t gonna last long. He also had no idea how he was supposed to stay quiet. He didn’t consider himself particularly noisy (he was), but he liked talking and there was no way that he would be able to control the volume of his voice.

Not when you kept eagerly sucking him off and especially not when you were pairing it with a look that was practically spelling out how much you loved having his dick in your mouth.

You also look like you want him to crack, like you desperately want him to make noises that are way too loud, like you want to get caught giving him head in the back of the arcade.

“Shit,” he groans as softly as he can and he can feel the corners of your mouth twitch upwards into a smile. “Can’t help it,” he says, softer now. “Feels too fucking good.”

Humming around his length, you hollow out your cheeks and when your hands lightly grasp the back of his thighs so your fingertips can dance up and down his skin, he shudders.

Saliva was bubbling at the corners of your mouth and fuck, it has to be one of the hottest things that he’s ever seen. His hand instantly moves of its own volition, moving to the back of your head, and he pushes you down for a split second, stopping when your fingernails dig into his skin. He loosens his grip, giving you ample opportunity to pull away, but you don’t and your eyes are almost flashing a challenge to him, practically daring him to do it again.

So he does.

This time he holds you down a little bit longer, forcing you to take him in a little bit deeper and instantly letting go when you make a gagging noise. You stay right where you are, his dick halfway in your mouth, eyes still a little defiant, so he does it again, harder, and forcing his cock in deeper still. The discomfort is plain to see and when your fingernails drag down the back of his thighs harshly, he can feel it, too, but your grip on his legs relaxes soon enough. He scratches your scalp affectionately.

Your eyes are glistening with unshed tears, threatening to overflow, and his hand releases you so he can wipe at the corners of one of your eyes, in an attempt to brush your tears away.

“Didn’t mean to make you cry, sweetheart,” he admits. “You just look so fucking good like that.” You blink once which finally makes the tears spill out. “Good tears though, huh?” You make an affirmative noise even if he already knows the answer. “Good ‘cause I’m seconds away from coming all down that pretty throat of yours.”

He catches a glint in your eye, as if his words spurred you on, but Eddie’s entirely unprepared for what you do next.

Your hands grab his hips and you plunge your mouth all the way down his length until your lips make contact with the thatch of hair at the base of his cock. You gag around him, but you inhale deeply through your nose and manage to stay down for a bit longer.

Your throat muscles contracting around his cock is what pushes him over the edge and he comes in thick spurts down your throat. He bangs the back of his head against the wall behind him, his lips pressed tightly together to stop himself from shouting as he climaxes. His hands are balled to fists at his sides and he slams them against the wall as a form of channeling the pent-up energy that has nowhere else to go.

It takes him a short while to come back to his senses and his hands shake when he relaxes his grip. When he hazards a glance down, you’re still on your knees, his now soft cock still in your hands as you’re lazily licking up and down his shaft.

Reaching for your face, he touches the corner of your mouth and mumbles the words, “Show me.” You stick your tongue out obediently, showing him that there’s not a single drop of his cum left. “Good girl.”

Exhaling shakily, he manages to say, “up,” a couple of times, his fingers hooking under your chin and pulling in an effort to make you move faster. As soon as you’re on your feet, his lips crash into yours, his tongue invading your mouth until he can taste himself on your tongue.

His hands are everywhere. On your ass, your hips, your tits. He simply doesn’t know what to grab first, and it’s not like you seem to care either with how content your sighs are.

Changing positions, he pushes you up against the wall and hurriedly pulls his boxers and shorts back up. Your hands take over to zip him back up this time, leaving his hands free to pull the cups of your bikini top to the sides and burying his face between your tits.

“Like that,” you breathe out when his lips finally find one of your nipples. “Just like that.”

“So sensitive,” he remarks with a grin, positively delighted that he can throw your earlier words right back at you this time. “I wonder…” He trails off and brushes a hand down your stomach, light as a feather, until his fingers come to a stop at the waistband of your shorts. “May I?”

You’re nodding before he even manages to get the words out, betraying your eagerness and perhaps your impatience. So naturally that makes Eddie move slower than he would have, taking his time to undo the bow that keeps the drawstring of your shorts tied together, and even when that’s undone, he slides his digits underneath the fabric painstakingly slowly.

“Eddieeeee,” you whine, “stop teasing.”

“Who’s teasing?”

“You are,” you pout. “Not like we have all day.”

“We don’t?” You’re ready to say more, he can tell, but he knows you’re right. And he doesn’t know what you’ll do if he keeps teasing, so he slips his fingers into your panties and slides them between your folds. “Jesus, baby, you’re soaked.”

“Mhm,” you bite your lower lip and nod.

“You got this wet just from having my dick in your mouth?” You moan affirmatively. “Poor thing. Seems only right that I help you out then, right?” One of his fingers probes your entrance, not quite pressing inside yet. Not until you answer him. “Talk to me, sweetheart.”

“Please,” you whimper. “N-need to feel your fingers inside me.”

“Come on,” he husks against your cheek, “spread your legs a little wider.” You give him some more space to work with and he slides the digit in with ease. “Good girl.”

Your head drops forward onto his shoulder, your mouth almost level with his ear so he can hear every shaky breath and strangled moan. It makes him add another finger, plunging them deeper inside and curling them upward until he hits your sweet spot. Your walls spasm and contract around his fingers, trying to keep them there.

“Really want to get my mouth on you, sweetheart,” he husks against your temple.

“No time,” you answer. “R-raincheck?”

“You’d better,” he chuckles. He just knew that he’d be taking you up on that offer before the end of the day.

Fuck, if he had his way, he’d be on his knees in front of you right now. Your ass pushed up against the controls of the Pong machine, his head buried between your thighs, until you’re screaming so loud that it drowns out every other fucking sound in this place.

If only he’d asked you to come with him, he’d have had his wish.

His thumb finds your swollen and neglected clit with ease. His touch sends a shockwave through you which makes your whole body jolt. You grab at his shoulders, his name on your lips as your fingernails leave crescent shaped marks in the sections of his skin which aren’t covered by his shirt.

Your breath hitches and you let out a choked sob, only to have Eddie cut off any other sounds that you might make by pressing his lips against yours and swallowing all your delicious noises, effectively silencing you. Your thighs convulse around his palm, trapping his hand between them.

Reaching upward, you grab at his tied back hair, wrapping the ponytail around your fingers and pulling until your hand, along with all the other muscles in your body, go slack.

“Mmmm.” You sigh against his lips and he pulls away just far enough to see your blissed out features as you float back down to Earth. “Always knew you’d be good with your fingers.”

“You wanted to get caught, didn’t you?” Your face splits into a grin and he shakes his head. “Fuckin’ knew it.”

You open your mouth to speak, but you’re distracted by Eddie sticking his fingers into his mouth and sucking your juices from them. Cupping his cheeks, you lean forward and your lips brush together when a loud scream suddenly cuts through the relative silence. Startled, it makes your eyes snap open, but you visibly relax when it dawns on you that the noise isn’t anywhere near where the two of you are.

“I wanna play that one,” an underage voice shouts and it’s answered by a decidedly more bored adult voice. “Come on!” The child sounds impatient and is probably dragging the adult behind him in the direction of the game of his choice.

“Shame that,” you say as you adjust your top, covering your chest up once more. You move away from him and he hates the fact that there’s space between you now. “I totally would have let you fuck me as I played the pinball machines.”

“I have a van,” he replies, helpful and hopeful at the same time.

“Aren’t you a charmer?” You stick a hand in your pocket and he thinks he can hear you jingle some coins. “Still got some quarters left so you’re shit out of luck.”

“You’re just going to play a couple more games after that?“

“Uh, yeah? I never leave until I’m all out of quarters. Sorry.” Eddie’s expression falls, but his smile returns when you press your lips against his cheek and whisper in his ear, “Can’t you wait a little bit longer like a good boy? Promise I’ll make it worth your while.”

“Promise?”

“Promise.” You give his lips a quick peck and wink. “If you think I’m going to end this day without having your dick inside me then you’re an idiot.”

Someone clears their throat loudly behind you and when you turn, you see what you can only assume is the owner of the bored adult voice earlier.

“There are kids in here, you know,” the man huffs.

“I don’t see any,” you say as you flip him off. “Or are you talking about yourself?” You grab Eddie’s hand and pull him along with you. “Come on, babe. Let’s leave these games for the kids, huh? We both got what we wanted. For now.”

The implication of what you’d done there hangs in the air as Eddie lets you lead him past the man and he barks out a laugh when he sees the furious, and dare he say frustrated, expression on his face.

Fully expecting to leave, he can’t hide his disappointment when you come to a standstill in front of a machine, Q*bert, and take a coin out of your pocket, obviously intending to still stick to your rule of not leaving until you had no coins left.

“You’re still going to- Jesus Christ.” He shakes his head as you put a quarter in the slot and start playing. “I’ll just get comfortable here then, shall I?”

“Uh-huh,” you reply, “just stand there and look pretty. Maybe it’ll help.”

“Okay, I can do that.” He folds his arms and leans against the cabinet next to yours, very much mirroring the stance that he had taken earlier. “But seriously, just one game and then I’m dragging you out of here.”

“Fiiiiine. One game,” you say with a loud groan that didn’t sound anywhere near convincing enough. “But you’d better settle in, pretty boy, because I can make these games last a lifetime if I have to.”

“Did you just call me out over not being good at playing video games? Seriously?” Amusement was dripping off his voice, because he honestly didn’t care that he was no good at any of the games here. But he could have sworn that you had just issued him a challenge and he had every intention of winning that. “Honey, I can last real long when I’m doing other things.”

“Sure.” If you were trying to come across as unimpressed, it wasn’t that successful. You looked more curious than anything else. You shrugged, a bit noncommittally, and threw in a, “They all say that.” 

“I actually do though.” Eddie took a step closer and he could see your fingers tightening around the joystick, fully prepared to try your damndest not to let him distract you. One more step and he’s so close now that his lips are a couple of inches away from your ear. He clears his throat and chuckles when you jump ever so slightly. “Baby, I’m genuinely not boasting when I say that I could be down there for hours and I don’t think that I need to elaborate on that now, do I?”

You release the breath that you didn’t even know you were holding, close your eyes for a fraction of a second, and then the telltale “game over” tune starts playing.

“Fuck.”

“Oh no, sweetheart, did you just lose? I was really looking forward to seeing you play as well, but… a deal’s a deal.” Before you could protest (which you wouldn’t dream of doing), Eddie grabs your hand and makes good on his promise of dragging you out of the arcade. “I just really want to show you what I can do now. Promise you won’t be disappointed…”

And here's the picture that partially inspired this one...

[a-bottle-of-tyelenol]

i was writing a fic and i was wondering how would each of the league react to mustard regression for the first time?

Mmmmm that’s a good question.

I think ultimately the league is a group of people who are fully aware that they’re the outcasts and “freaks” of society. They’re the people failed by heroes and civilians alike. There might be comments made or snappy judgments in the heat of the moment, but Himiko’s love of blood and Twice’s back and forth is practically the same thing in spirit— it’s a ‘quirk’ they have that makes them different to the rest of the world. A ‘quirk’ that’s been wildly accepted by the rest of the team.

I think that they would all have the same reaction— one of not really understanding what’s happening but still accepting it as is. I have the hc that Magne was the first trans person that a lot of the league was really exposed to (specifically the younger ones in Shigaraki, Toga, and Dabi) and they basically had the same response of “oh okay this is a thing” and moved on. They don’t really care what your oddity is as long as it doesn’t interfere with the jobs they’re doing and their overall mission and they’re all so used to be treated poorly over these oddities that they, themselves, don’t really do it to each other. At worst, it’s mildly annoying (in Twice or Compress specifically).

I think it also depends on how they find out and who’s around. Because Compress and/or Magne is more likely to take charge and handle things imo, but if neither of them are around then it would be up to whoever is there. I will say that I don’t think Mustard would ever openly admit to it in front of everyone. I think, more likely, it would end up being something that either happened in front of everyone so it was unavoidable or it would be told one at a time with Shigaraki last because he’s always the last to hear about anything. I could see it being a game of telephone, too, where Mustard just lets someone else tell everyone for him because he’s embarrassed and has better things to do than explain himself.

The result is the same though and it’s just the league not really getting it but going along with it anyways. I don’t even really see them as learning what age regression is, either. Like a lot of fics will have a character do research and learn about it but Mustard doesn’t know wtf is happening and there’s no way the league would bother looking into it when they could just hear what Mustard needs from Mustard himself. I do think Magne could know from her circles (like I hc her unnamed friend as a regressor because of how she dresses) but the rest of them are just like “oh yeah that’s just something Mustard does and like sometimes Shigaraki does it too but we don’t rlly know if its actually the same as Mustard or if Shigaraki is just like that but yeah we rockin’ with Mustard and whatever’s going on with him”

[yaoipologist]

they/them | adult | ✡

heyyyy i'm lily and this is my alt! my main blog is @jinxpologist but i don't really post on there anymore :P

i don't have a dni, but i do not tolerate and will block for bigotry of any kind on my posts, including racism, transphobia, intersexism, antisemitism and islamophobia.

tags (often forget to use these please bear with me):

#jewish: what it says on the tin, anything jewish or anything that reminds me of judaism and my personal relationship with it!

#birds: pictures of birds! please feel free to tag me in bird pictures, i love them, ESPECIALLY parrots!

#otaerhyn: my dnd character, a lawful evil elf necromancer from evermeet (they/them)! they mean the world to me and have plagued my thoughts over the past year. i might make a post about them in the future to explain their deal!

#otascanio: ship tag for otaerhyn and their cambion boyfriend ascanio (he/any) whom they have a pact with. they're terrible. they're everyone's problem. i'm obsessed with them.

#unnamed dnd oc: another dnd character who i will change the tag of accordingly before session 0 lol (they/them?)

#unnamed candela oc: an oc for candela obscura who i'm currently building. a fav freak of mine (he/him?)

#abyss: the campaign i play otaerhyn in! run by the ever so lovely @/rosebud-8. my current fellow players are @/ciatana, @/salty-eggg, @/theoneandonlyve, and @/gweb-gweb, all on tumblr! ilu besties mwah <3333

#with mama: “[blank] with mama” posts bc they make me cry and i love them

fandom stuff (in no particular order):

i like hermitcraft, third life, dungeons and dragons, forgotten realms, tolkien (especially lotr and the silmarillion), baldur's gate III, literally anything to do with elves tbh, disco elysium, minecraft, homestuck, and others that i'll remember later.

my favorite ships are 3l! and hc!scarian, hannigram, bloodweave, johnkat, gigolas, jayvik, and others i'll remember later.

dsmp veteran. my favs were c!wilbur and c!techno. yeah i know.

i’m profic and proship if that matters to you, but i don’t usually engage in discourse about it on here.

please talk to me about any of these things i am autistic and will not shut the fuck up if given the chance

other stuff:

i complain a lot and talk about bigotry or annoying things i’ve seen elsewhere online a lot. i also make a lot of posts about the construction of different bigoted ideologies in general.

i have some chronic physical and mental health issues that i may discuss on here. i can get kind of miserable, but i will be okay, i promise <3

i'm a bit of a stoner and may talk about weed sometimes untagged! if that bothers you please beware!

i will refer to my gender identity as “genderless”, “trans”, “nonbinary”, “agender”, and various other terms interchangably based on how i feel at the moment. my relationship with gender is complicated to say the least and i discuss that on my blog!

my t start date is december 16th 2024!!!

haven’t finalized my conversion to judaism (i've been converting for over two years now!) but when i do i’ll put my mikvah date here!

[sanesaviour]

I think one sided Parksborne (Harry pining) is validly readible in the show but i'd also like to think that if peter weren't wildly stupid (affectionate) he would be like.... 🤔😳🙈 with a slow bootup but eventually quite curious to try. we've already seen that he was somewhat curious/thought he might have been in love with mj as a kid, i personally see peter as nebularomantic. i dont really see a universe where they dont come out at odds or fizzle down from peter's flakiness, but exes is a ship too idk lol

I'd like to think jessica jones is a valid unnamed character in usm and luke still marries her 😙

Ava strikes me as a careerwoman for the time being. Ava x steady degree life with minimal drama ftw

I think it's fun and cute to hc Danny with a crush on peter, but a very casual/soft/caring one, i dont think he will ever say anything.

I also hc Sam with a crush on Peter and he has no idea how to say it so he negs him and beats himself up for it when it fails. I dont see them past acknowledging/ for long term tho I think the homesickness (for space) takes him back out with the Guardians after too long

Coulson and May is fucking hilarious. I was in tears laughing when i saw the episode. And she is soooooo cool and fun and intelligent, it'd be fun to explore more of coulson's dynamic with such a lovely lady who can seriously handle herself. Taking her out to fancy FANCY dinner so early on was giving very "I am a humble gentleman at your service" personality switch from his usual and I love that for them both. No idea abt longevity but its so fun to think of. also Parker luck for Peter bonus.

I think with the whole symbiote ordeal making them able to understand each other and feel safe to talk about hero work together, Peter and MJ would make a lovely long term domestic PLP. (plus his aunt would be ecstatic to leave him in such capable hands!)

oh, and, Coulson still thinks Thor is attractive like in the movies, and Captain America too. 🤭🤗

One sided parksborne, I would love to see more of that even tho I know it would hurt my feelings on deeper level, it would make Harry even more tragic character than he is, like not having mother figure, his father being well... Asshole and then him falling for his best friend and his feelings not being reciprocated- ouch, that would hurt sm 😭

Jessica- I was literally thinking if I should draw her even tho she isn't in the show, but I would love to see them together... Also I think Luke would be first to get married from the whole team

The one with Ava is also so real too, She is careerwoman girlboss- but I Also think she would have crush at least on one person during her highschool years since she likes to read those romance books xdd

Yeah Danny likes to suffer in silence, I think he would be freaked out by every single crush of his but never make it obvious... Like I said - he likes to suffer in silence

Sam would definitely miss space, but in space he would miss his spidey, I feel like only when he would be 10000km far from earth he would actually realize how much he misses Peter actually

Everything about Coulson is just great, I feel like someone on the writing team of show liked him too much xd (and making him fanboy of captain America was some interesting idea lol, but I live for it),... I like to see aunt May having life and actually dating this man, even tho Peter is not super happy about it, but that makes it even more fun tbh...

peter and MJ would went through so much in life together that it only makes sense for them to end up living together, and honestly good for them, they deserve to be happy together whether it would be in romantic or platonic way

[unclewaynemunson]

Jeff is one of my favorite characters and I think we should start a post of all our favorite Jeff headcanons. He and Freak get left out in almost every Eddie-centric fic I read, with his "best friend" being either Gareth or Chrissy, and I'm tired of it. Jeff is wonderful. Here's my hc's:

- Jeff and Eddie have been best friends since middle school. They started CC and Hellfire together.

- they went to the Snowball together and rigged the bubble machine to spew bubbles during the slow dance songs. The dance had to end early and Jeff and Eddie never got caught

- Jeff's parents loves Eddie. They used to have sleepovers at each other's place almost every weekend.

- Jeff was the first person Eddie came out to. Jeff tried to be surprised and "that's great, man, thanks for telling me!" But Eddie saw right through that.

- Eddie is afraid of geese and spiders. Jeff thinks this is fucking hilarious.

- post-Vecna, Jeff is the one Eddie reconnects with first. Eddie tells him everything, despite the NDAs and Steve's warnings. Jeff believes him, because he knows there's wacky shit going on in Hawkins, and he's seen Eddie's wounds.

- they have that kind of friendship that nothing can break. Even if they don't see or talk to each other for years, because Life Happens and people lose touch, they'll always have part of themselves carved out for their best friend.

Ok, that's all I got for now, and sorry for the long ask! I just love Jeff so much and he (and Freak, too, because Freak gets ignored because of fatphobia) deserves just as much love and attention as Gareth gets.

What are your Jeff and Eddie headcanons?

I am loving this Jeff love and your headcanons, thank you so much for sending this to me!!! <3

I think with Unnamed Freak things are a bit different bc, yaknow, he doesn't have a name. For me at least that makes me hesitant to write about him so I don't wanna go as far as to say it's all bc he's fat (even though I'm not gonna deny that that probably also plays a part in how popular he is in this fandom urgh). Anyway, yes this fandom certainly does Jeff dirty. I think it's this gross combination of racism and people copying a lot from already existing stories, characterizations and headcanons without much critical thinking of their own (which baffles me, if you're creative enough to write a story please use that creativity for some originality ffs). Anyway, this is gonna turn into a rant again can you tell I'm still annoyed? so let's turn to something more positive now, like my headcanons for our beloved Jeff:

He was the first person in Hawkins (after Wayne obviously) that Eddie got close to. For Jeff it was kinda the same, being a black, nerdy boy in this town had been very isolating for him and Eddie was his first real friend.

Unnamed Freak made their duo into a trio a bit later. All the others in the group (including Gareth) were Eddie's "lost little sheepies" who he sought out to protect. This means that Jeff and Unnamed Freak are the only people who don't borderline worship Eddie but see him (and love him) for who he is including all his flaws. They're also the only ones not afraid to call him out on his bullshit.

Jeff's mom is really cool. Her name is Pauline and she's not like Jeff at all (she was a cheerleader in high school). Despite their differences they love each other a lot. (Jeff's mom is actually heavily featured in one of the fics I wrote so I got her all fleshed out lmao)

He has two little twin sisters. They're friends with Erica, one of them is one of her friends we meet in the mall in s3. He has this typical hate-love relationship with his sisters: they fight a lot, but at the end of the day, he would die for them.

HE'S BISEXUAL

While he can't wait to get out of Hawkins and to a place that'll be more accepting of him, he doesn't want to move too far away from his family.

He's the most loyal friend in the world, 100% a ride-or-die kinda guy

While he does love metal a lot, his guilty pleasure is Tina Turner

Tell me all your Jeff headcanons i wanna hear more about him!

[crumplstiltskin]

I read ur HC thread!! Super neat guh.i love..ursukuna I'm gonna freak anyway I wanted to ask since choso is jins step kid, is his dad still kenjaku? What did kenjaku end up in prison for

choso is kaori's child with an unnamed person. kenjaku is her brother. also idk what he's in there for (a lot of things) but all i know is he's serving a life sentence lol

[exvelovly]

for the character ask game:

councillor bronte!

fintan!

marella!

aw freak yeah

bronte

-sexuality ummmm ace. lowkey. and maybe this is just me being unable to imagine him having sexy thoughts…. but not aro he gets crushes like a schoolgirl (but not often)

-gender he’s in denial don’t ask me anything

-ships ough i keep thinking abt those drawings with fintan by crescentpaws pls stoppppp it chronic fintanposter

-brotps secret dad society with grady and edaline also he’s beefing with actual teenagers he is so funny

-notp councilor alina whenever i think of bronte and shipping the only no i can think of on the spot is with her and maybe that’s a me thing idk

-hc: i want him to have like 7 cats or something which isnt a head canon but its a need

-general opinion i don’t think about him very often and he pissed me off at first but i’ve warmed up to him

fintan

-i think he’s a flaming homo pun intended but like closeted (either voluntarily or forced)

-bro i think he just goes with the vibes i can’t imagine him caring abt gender shit when he has pyrokinesjs and manic flower tangents to worry abt

-ships do not ask me abt ships with this freak therapy first u cannot fix him (but i can trust) i think he’s the type to have lowkey one sided obsessions with certain unnamed councilors and chooses to bother them whenever possible. there will inevitable be sexual tension

-brotps his future therapist

-notps for him are just anyone who wants to stay relatively sane idk (jk)

-hc: listen i’m very conflicted bc there are two ways u can go with fintan and they’re opposite directions. ex: the ass debacle, the long vs short hair, etc. i think he’s greasy personally but crescentpaws’ art is fr converting me i have to stay strong… im convinced he’s chaotic neutral and just does what he wants for the fuck of it.

-general opinion he is fan service for gay people bc they knew we’d be into whatever is going on with him

marella

-sexuality girlkisser

-gender cis girl tbhh but also i don’t think she cares that much. like she’d go guy mode to get some gossip and doesn’t mind being misgendered at all. probably comfy being perceived as both but she’s fine w how she is so she doesn’t think too hard abt it (might be projecting a tiny bit)

-ships marellinh awooga but she’s good with sophie and biana too

-brotps marella and keefe combo ahhhh, but i also love her with sophie and dex and biana idk pretty much everyone

-notps i don’t think too much abt notps just bc it doesn’t come up ummm maybe her and keefe just bc them being platonic shittalkers is so important to meee

-hc: probably smokes/vapes sorryyy it just fits when i think of people i’ve met with her personality like she’s so teenage girl. anyway fav vaper lmaoao potentially switched to smoking weed, i don’t think she’d do any other drugs tho she’s just a girl. i have lots of thoughts abt her can u tell. also she’s probably smoked with linh at some point to help her chill with her water idk i think elementals would be more tempted to smoke and stuff just bc of how their powers work.

-general opinion love her omg she is soososoo

[spooklia]

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For Mevolent please ✨

Thanks for the ask :)

10. Describe the character in one sentence

Coolest and most deadly human tree

12. Sexuality hc!

I always thought he was omnisexual and also on the asexual spectrum (sex positive asexual to be specific)

16. A childhood headcanon

Originally studied many adept disciplines in his youth before deciding he wanted to be an elemental. He got really attached to sigils in particular, which is why he has so much knowledge on them in adult life

17. What do you think their first word was?

Something like the baby talk version of "baby" or "bottle", but nothing like "mama" as his parents handed him to nurses basically from day one and never really interacted with him

19. The most random ship you've seen people have with them

I've seen valkyrie/darquesse before, but honestly his canon relationship with abyssinia freaked me out a little bit more

20. A weird headcanon

He can get obsessive about having clean surroundings, which was a problem during the war but when he won, it was very easy to be enforced. He isnt the worst boss, especially compared to other mages in the leibniz dimension, but he holds his staff to a very high standard when it comes to cleanliness and neatness.

21. When do you think they were at their happiest?

When he first gained influence as a young man, going from someone beneath the Unnamed who's opinion held little power to a feared mage with a large group of people clinging to his every word. He was full of hope that he would be a better leader than his master and that he could get the church more power and respect, and that felt good

22. When do you think they were at their lowest?

After the loss of Serafina, and the betrayal of Serpine, when he began to doubt himself and his abilities for the first time in centuries. After all, if he couldnt protect his wife or keep his general loyal, he could lose everything he had spent so long building for himself and his followers

24. What do you think is a secret they have that they never told anyone?

About halfway through the war, he had a huge crisis of faith. After a couple of detrimental loses, he began wondering if the gods really were helping him, looking down on him and guiding him. Of course, his forces would likely split and they would be overcome by the sanctuary forces if it ever came out that the leader of the church was having doubts, so he had to keep up appearances to quite literally save his life. Even after the crisis ended and his faith was stronger than before, he never dared to tell a soul about this dark time in his life

[ao3feed-avantris]

Shiny Stuffs

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62467156 by MightBeOrphanedIdk

So what if her son died. So what if people say she'd roast and eat intruders caught in her home. So what if she's a total control freak to her children?She doesn't need that entire hoard anyway! Gricko knows he preaches not stealing to Hootsie, but what's one necklace? In Gricko’s defence, just as it’s the dragon-lady’s nature to keep shiny stuff, it’s Gricko’s nature to take it. Goblins like shiny things.

My HC that goblins like shiny things taken into a 3k word fic.

Words: 4882, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Legends of Avantris (Web Series) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Gricko Grimgrin , Hootsie Grimgrin , Morning Frost (Legends of Avantris) , Gideon Coal , Kremy Lecroux , Torbek (Legends of Avantris) , Original Dragonborn Character(s) (Dungeons & Dragons) Relationships: Gideon Coal & Gricko Grimgrin & Kremy Lecroux & Morning Frost , Gricko Grimgrin & Kremy Lecroux , Gricko Grimgrin/Morning Frost , implied kinda - Relationship , Gideon Coal/Kremy Lecroux , Gideon Coal & Morning Frost , Gideon Coal & Torbek , Gricko Grimgrin & Several Unnamed (Kinda) OCs , That only serve to fill in spots for the narrative , Gricko Grimgrin & Hootsie Grimgrin Additional Tags: Campaign: Once Upon a Witchlight (Legends of Avantris) , Crack Treated Seriously , Fluff and Crack , Racism , BY THE ANTAGONIST DW , Good Parent Gricko Grimgrin , EYYY GRICKO FINALLY GOT SOME MORE TAGS , Gricko Grimgrin is a Little Shit (Legends of Avantris) , Goblins (Dungeons & Dragons) , Goblins and my random hc that they like shiny things , Morning Frost is so done (Legends of Avantris) , Worried Morning Frost (Legends of Avantris) , Protective Morning Frost (Legends of Avantris) , Torbek Gets Ripped on Per Usual (Legends of Avantris) , Minor Gideon Coal/Kremy Lecroux , Kremy Lecroux Can Cook (Legends of Avantris) , Kremy Lecroux is Pathetic for his Himbo Husband Gideon Coal (Legends of Avantris) , Robbery , Implied/Referenced Homophobia , Gricko Grimgrin is THE parent (Legends of Avantris) , I'm sorry nikki derek andy mace richie and mike

[toranoya]

ABOUT: Moxxie Knowlastname

“Oh crumbs.”

Moxxie Knolastname is an assassin at I.M.P, Millie's husband and one of the main protagonists of Helluva Boss. He is the straight man weapons expert of the I.M.P gang who tends to be the most rational of the group, but is often treated as the butt of the joke.

Nicknames: Mox, MoxMox, M, Little One, Little Fella/Dude, Poxxie, Old Man, Moxxine

Sexuality: Bisexual Species: Imp Demon Gender: Male

Likes: Cooking, Culinary arts, Musical theater, Classical music, Opera, Kindness, Being put in charge of missions, Supporting fellow artists

Dislikes: Blitz prying into his personal life, Theme parks, Theme Park mascots, Killing the innocent, Pop music, Stolas' wrath, His father's abuse, Loona calling him fat, Being the butt of the joke

Abilities: Ranged Combat, Skilled Marksmanship, Musical Talent, Guitar-playing, Songwriting Drawing, Acrobatics, Physically skilled (climbing, swimming), Earthly fire resistance

Occupation: Assassin/Weapon Specialist of I.M.P, Member of Crimson's Mafia (formerly)

Family: Millie (ex-wife) hc Joe (father-in-law) Lin (mother-in-law) Sallie May (sister-in-law) Crimson (father) Unnamed mother (mother) Three unnamed brothers-in-law Chazwick Thurman (ex-boyfriend; ex-fiancé)

Enemies Verosika Mayday Barbie Wire Striker (rival) Crimson Crimson's Mafia Chazwick Thurman (former fellow gang member) Employees of C.H.E.R.U.B Employees of D.H.O.R.K.S.

Friends Employees of I.M.P (co-workers) (Loona drives him nuts tho) Blitzo (boss; former cellmate) Stolas (Blitz’ rich boyfriend) Octavia

HEADCANON: -Because Mun generally prefers M/M interactions, Moxxie WAS married to Millie prior to her passing during a mission. He blames himself for not being there because he was guarding Stolas as a request from Blitz. A professional, he still showed up to work since it was all he had left, but drank heavily for a week after work. Millie rp’ers exempt

-Moxxie is a fan of the hit musical The Phantom of the Opera as his phone ringtone plays the pipe organ and suffered from a hallucination that heavily referenced the play. He also wondered what sex with Michael Crawford, the actor who originated the role of The Phantom, would be like.

-Moxxie does not swear as often as the others, when in a bad situation he often uses the comparatively tame phrase "Oh, crumbs". -Moxxie is susceptible to motion sickness, and may vomit when things get bad.

-Moxxie is freaked out by theme park mascots, believing them to be perverts under their costumes. -Moxxie makes really good coffee, but when going out has a rather complicated order.

-Moxxie hates it when people call him by the wrong name or misspell it. -Moxxie was mentioned to be native to the Wrath Ring in "The Harvest Moon Festival", and later shown to have grown up in the Greed Ring in "Exes and Oohs". -Doesn’t know how to say NO. -Moxxie loves cats and is a sleepwalker.

Bonus fave quotes: (Mun couldn't decide on a header, lol) "I spent my whole life of being afraid of you, but I'm not giving up the only good thing I've ever had just so you can keep your fragile little sense of control over everything. Millie is a good woman, a better woman than I deserve. And there's nothing that scares me more than hurting her, not even you."

"Miiillie!! Hiii! Heyy… Hey, when did you get four heads? I wanna kiss 'em!"

"I'll have a neapolitan cappuccino, more cappu than cino, make sure it's got no more than four ounces of milk (the beans won't have the right texture, otherwise), and make sure they spell my name correctly on the cup. They always put 'Foxy' or 'Roxy', I hate that. If you can't handle that I'll have a venti traditional Misto please use soy milk with two blonde shots affogato AND RISTRETTO!! I'd also love three vanilla pumps at the very bottom then add the coffee after then add--"

Appearance Moxxie is an imp with red skin and white freckles on his cheeks. His white pointy hair leads up to his curvy black and white striped horns. He also has yellow sclera with black slit pupils. He has a long red thin tail with a quadrilateral barb at the end, as well as lanky digitigrade legs ending in what appears to be cloven red hooves.

Moxxie's usual outfit consists of a navy-black coat with red buttons and white cuffs, black pants a white shirt that has a black turtleneck, a large red bow-tie, and fingerless gloves.

Personality Moxxie is the I.M.P's weapon specialist; and as such, has a vast knowledge of weapons and often brings a variety of them along during jobs.

He is often the most vocal and realistic of the employees regarding the company as a whole despite its dysfunctional environment and is bullied consequently. Moxxie is also shown to be unsure about himself at times since he’s not physically strong since Striker, Lin and Joe was giving him a hard time since they believe physical strength is what makes a person strong.

Despite being a murder-for-hire imp, Moxxie is queasy with unnecessary killing beyond their targets. He also is uncomfortable with the idea of killing targets who have families, and attempts to give people second chances.

Moxxie is also shown to have a comical side, as when he talks about killing an entire family, he claims it might be alright if it was just a shitty dad or a mob family, saying "That's understandable".

When intoxicated, he loses all common sense and becomes quite delusional, as shown when he asks Millie why she has "four heads", and high-fived her instead of grabbing her hand straightaway. He also is shown to become increasingly flirtatious with her when drunk.