Anyways Wolf and Voitto are absolutely borderline cryptids as far as Shadows go.

Wolf is basically never seen (for long) and just. Tends to basically just fucking appear and disappear seemingly at will without anyone fucking noticing

Voitto’s case is a little less extreme where he’s a medic, but he still has the same Spooky mannerisms purely out of habit.

The red eyes + their ability to communicate with each other without saying a word does not help anything

There’s a hundred theories that get sent around regarding where the hell they’re from and how they wound up with Shadow Company but well. They’re not confirming or denying anything, and at this point some people are scared to even ask after seeing Voitto just casually catch a knife Wolf tossed his way to look at without even looking

The door to the common room opened as the eldest let himself inside, a curious arch to one of his eyebrows. "So here's where you all were," Lucifer sighed suspiciously, taking note of how everyone-- including MC-- was shifting in their seats, trying not to smile. "Do I even dare ask what--" The corner of his eyes spotted a small creature sneaking up behind him. His hand immediately pressed to his chest, his lips forming a tightly pressed line as he seemingly lost the air in his lungs. Catching his composure, he turned his head back to his brothers and the human in his care, shooting them all a frustrated glare. "What the hell is this doing here?"

The demon of Pride gestured down to the fluffy black and brown puppy that was no bigger than his shoe and currently busy attacking one of his shoelaces. His gaze did not leave the pup for a single second.

"I'm makin' some money. Don't worry about it," Mammon assured him, leaning back against the couch and observing his older brother with a deeply focused gaze. "Dogsittin' for a day or two."

Asmo and Satan shot each other competitive looks from across their seats.

Annoyed that he wasn't consulted first, Lucifer shook his head a bit as the puppy bounded away from his shoe and towards a dust bunny on the ground. "Well, as always, you're doing a terrible job," he huffed, quickly stepping forward and scooping the animal off the ground and tucked against his chest with one arm. The other free hand was used to pull the dust and fluff from the creature's mouth. "You mustn't have anything on the floors. They need to be looked after constantly. Not to mention a strict schedule." The puppy licked at his fingers and chewed playfully at his tie, tugging on it. "Honestly... as if any of you are responsible enough to take care of anything. Isn't that right, little one?" As he spoke, he began to take a few steps back towards the doors, scratching under the dog's chin with his eyes closed and just the faintest touch of pink on his cheeks. Lucifer left just as quickly as he came, taking the dog with him.

All the brothers leapt to their feet, pointing at each other.

"I told you he wouldn't gasp! That's five Grimm!" Asmo pointed towards Satan, who cursed and groaned in annoyance.

"But," Mammon smirked, a little smug laugh following his words. "He swore. Which means little Belphie has something he owes me." The youngest rolled his eyes before chucking his Grimm at the demon of Greed.

Beel finally spoke up with a grin on his face. "He did the baby voice at the end. So that means Levi gives me snacks right?"

"W-what?! That didn't count! So what if he gushed just a little?.... Alright fine, whatever, I'll let you have my pudding..."

The human looked at each and every one of them, more of a devilish look in their eyes than usual. "Do we want to make bets on if he's snuggling the puppy right now?" Everyone seemed to snap to attention at that. MC grinned. "The person who gets the best photo of him cuddling wins 20 Grimm."

As cute as it is that Maddie described Knuckles as her kid, weird how not a single member of the construction crew question how her kid was apparently a giant fire-truck red echidna

So let me get this straight, Knuckles has punched his way through 4 different construction crews? At this point this seems like something that should be solved with a little sit-down talk. Maddie didn't even explain to Knux what he did wrong, of course he's confused.

I have absolutely no idea how Maddie made it to the kitchen without seeing all the changes Knuckles made to the house.

Honestly if Knuckles hadn't created the livingroom fighting pit they might have been okay with keeping the warrior chair. It's clearly a part of echidna tradition, doesn't hurt anyone, and it might actually be fun to have Sonic and Knuckles have little (supervised + far from the house) fights over who gets rights to the chair.

The way Knuckles goes in for the hug with the ghost/hallucination pulls on my heartstrings. He hasn't been that affection with anyone. He needed that hug :(

"Wade Whipple? He is no great warrior" "Neither were you when we first met" ... To be fair, I believe Knuckles was younger than six at the time.

The fact that the "an echidna warrior has no home" line has come up twice makes me think he's going to be eating those words by the time he returns to the Wachowski household.

I like that Knuckles shows so much enthusiasm about Wade's bowling once he sees how skilled he is at it. Once someone actually takes the time to explain things without condescension and share their passion for it, he is incredibly open and friendly.

Oooh and now Wade is talking about how he loves bowling so much because his dad taught him oooooh no

GOD the way Knuckles immediately protects Wade when things get bad and does the "get down Mr. President" tackle. I love him so much.

The mixtape cd animation end credits are adorable.

Final thoughts?: It's fine. Obviously, Knuckles carries the show. The downside is the human characters. Maddie and Wade are okay, but everyone else is doing this over-the-top live-action cartoon level of acting that's a little grating. Too much ham. But overall, it's nice to know more about Knux and his background. I like also the addition that Knuckles has some pretty impressive rudimentary scrounging/building skills. I like to imagine him helping Tails construct something one day, with Tails handling the intricate electronics while Knuckles handles the base form/bulk mechanics.

Agapito comforting and possibly taking s/o from their shit relationship

it would be amazing if he hadn't already killed the bastard that routinely had you upset to be honest, a true miracle that was definitely influenced by his own angel, so you wont have to worry about your "boyfriend" going off the rails.

Don't get him wrong, Agapito would lead any fucker in his way into a drug induced comatose no hesitation, unfortunately he cant take that route due to caring about your mental health so the long way round is how it has to be

If your current toy wasn't such a terrible partner Agapito would actually have to do some digging. Every so often your stalker pulls up whichever of your accounts hes signed into and seeing that your already are thinking about leaving makes everything so much simpler 

Agapito sees the opportunity to show you there's no one else to rely on like him, which isn't particularly hard when that current partner of yours is barely giving the minimum effort you need, and best believe each precious moment of his angel finally admitting to wanting more, wanting better, sends him in orbit. Agapito holds in the excitement in his chest quite well, seeming composed as if the simple sentence "i want to break up with them" while your ranting to him doesn't open the long awaited chance to punt that fucker of yours out of the way.

As long as you give the word Agapito gladly eliminates the competition and claims back his rightful spot besides you, don't worry about whatever stresses you had before Agapito is here now, kissing your forehead and ensuring that you feel genuine love compared to whatever that bastard gave you

eddie munson x plus size!fem!reader

cw: smut, slight sub!eddie, gagging with fingers, slight spit kink (mentioned but not done), p in v, unprotected sex/creampie

18+, filth directly under the cut

Something about having Eddie under you is intoxicating. The way he lets you take control, take everything he's got to give.

Right now you have the overwhelming urge to spit in his mouth, slide your fingers down his throat, or you tongue. Anything. Anything to claim him as he writhes under you, gasping for breath. His brow knits together, eyes closed and lost in sensation. Eddie's hips snap up under you desperately trying to match your brutal pace. You watch his tongue twist around broken moans until your resolve breaks.

Eddie's eyes flutter open, his lips surround the two fingers you slide into the wet heat of his mouth and down his tongue. Immediately he's sucking on them like he's starved and moaning around your digits. The wanton sound shoots straight to your core and you throw your head back with a groan. The schlick, schlick, schlick of your cunt around his thick cock are almost obscene.

Eddie swirls his tongue around your fingers and you look down at his flushed face. Pink spreads across his cheeks and the hazy look in his eye drives you to push your fingers deeper until he's gagging around them. You push down on the back of his tongue until his eyes roll back. His hands on your hips shake slightly and you can feel his cock twitch in time with the press of your fingers. He looks sloppy and so fucking pretty, leaking drool down his chin, blissed out of his mind.

You're right at the edge but you want him there with you, so you tell him. Tell him that you need him to be good for you, to give you watch you need and stuff you full of his cum. He whines around your fingers as they slide across his tongue and grips your hips tighter. You're frozen in his hold as he slams into you from below, thrusting into your tight heat.

You scream. Digging your hand onto his tattooed pec as you let go, gushing around his thick length at the same time he floods your cunt, fucking his cum deep. You collapse on Eddie's chest and he holds you there, stroking your back as he takes a shuddering breath. His heart thrums below your ear, matching the beat of yours.

One of the most Autistic things about Miles (of many) imo, is that we're told by his parents in the second movie that he doesn't have any friends besides Ganke and ""Gwanda""

But in the first movie we see him walk down the street and greet a bunch of people, make jokes, and even get told by a girl that she "Misses him*

So he clearly IS very capable of getting along with people, particularly his classmates (his old classmates in this case) in surface level short interactions

But he struggles forming serious, emotionally vulnerable and meaningful relationships

Especially with people that aren't ""like him"", which in this case is the other Spider-people... But can easily be read as other Neurodivergent people

If anyone has viera biology headcanons please share them with me! Either as an ask or reblog, but please share them with me please please please please please

Give something, even a small thing, to H:SR Kaeya, and he'll keep it.

It doesn't matter if acquaintance, friend, enemy, neutral or anything else- he'll keep it. Any H:SR muse on dash could probably drop into my askbox and give H:SR Kaeya anything, anything at all that can be kept; in fact, I encourage y'all to do it and give H:SR Kaeya a little piece of your muses to him, and it'll be kept until it deteriorates. As long as it isn't outright trash. If he has a room, somewhere, there'll be a neat little line of trinkets he has been gifted on a shelf.

Kaeya wants to remember everyone he met. It's his little rebellion- he may fog and shroud hystory in mystery, but he'll keep the memories of those who pass him by or decide to stick around him, for eternity. They may die, but nothing in his mind ever truly dies. He muddles up memories- not people.

Memories, with the intervention of a strong enough Pathstrider or Emanator of certaint paths, may be somewhat restored. People are not as eternal: once the last person who remembered them stops thinking about their identity, they vanish- never to be remembered again. And while some planets may have solutions to this, those also are temporary and artificial. 

Every person who has gifted something to Kaeya, when they met or when they kept crossing paths, will be carried in his memory. He'll never forget them- thus making them rightfully immortal, in a way.

The little bandaid that the child, Linda, gave to him after he helped her cat off a tree, had deteriorated way past losing the color and becoming transparent over his skin. He never took it off until it simply couldn't stay together anymore and fell. Linda may have grown- she may have grown old and died, even. But Kaeya still keeps the pieces of the bandaid that fell off his finger with him.

The closer a person is to Kaeya, the happier he'll be when they give him something- and I mean, anything. Could be a flower, the page of a book, a burned-out bullet, a crystal that reflects the light, a note, a pin, even an empty glass- and he'll keep it. He'll pocket it, and keep carrying it with him forever, twirling it between his fingers and think about the person who gave such an item to him.

Thinking about User and Program differences headcanons (mostly in context of my au but can also just be applied generally)

- Programs don’t have fingerprints. I just thought I’d be a small but interesting differentiation.

Sam has to add full fingered gloves to her renegade suit (or any suit she wears when going out and trying to pass as a Program) because of this.

- User’s voices don’t have that vocoded electric wobble that Programs do in Tron:Uprising.

This one may be kind of confirmed? Weren’t the clips of Flynn in the flashbacks showing his voice didn’t have this or did I make that up?

Anyway another thing Sam has to accommodate for, by using a voice modulator in her helmet.

- Users need more rest/“recharge” time than Programs, even when they are in The Grid.

Just makes sense to me, I had a more solid reason but my brain isn’t braining rn.

- Grid Program’s disc docks are built in/a part of their bodies. User’s don’t automatically rezz into The Grid with a disc, they need to get one, and when they do they first need to get a dock “backpack” like attachment that can safely attach to their backs before a disc can be synced to them.

Okay this one I made up solely for the purpose of angst potential of a disc being improperly docked to a User, (accidentally or on purpose). Also gives another idea for what the Sirens were originally made for, to welcome new User’s to The Grid (before the whole Occupation thing). All Sirens are programmed with the knowledge of how to properly prepare a User for a disc synch.

If the player character doesn't exist, who fills their role in each questline?

Arthur headcanons! Because I told y'all they were coming

He's originally from southern Idaho, about an hour outside of Boise. Grew up on a small farm w/ livestock (horses included) as the second oldest of seven.

Welsh on his mothers side! His grandmother was from Cardiff, likely met his maternal grandfather in the 40s when he was stationed in the UK during ww2.

Full name is Jason Arthur West. you can actually catch his sister Allison as Stetson in the 291 verse

Spent 6 years in the Army as a canine handler before he got a nasty throat injury during combat and was medically discharged due to vocal cord paralysis

While he's still able to speak, it's heavily restricted. Speaking for too long is physically painful, and he can't get any louder than a 'stage whisper' and tone wise nothing higher than a mid-tenor, if that makes much sense. Guy absolutely sounds like a smoker at this point because of the aforementioned vocal cord damage.

Borrowing from/building off of @detnu-a-h's headcanon abt Atom having a rivalry w/ Arthur for this last bit.

This man could not fucking care less. At the most he sees it as a good ol fashioned competition if anything else, bit of good natured ribbing between teammates. He may not be the most social guy outside of his 'usual circles', but this is entertaining to him almost if we're being completely honest.

what’s that post that’s like “you ever read someone’s headcanon and think but that can’t be true because of x canon fact and then realize that there was no way they could be expected to know about x canon fact since it’s only mentioned as an aside by a tertiary character in one episode out of hundreds and you only know it because you’ve watched the show ten zillion times so maybe you just need to sit back and let it go”

ㅤhave some fledgling verse info that i've been meaning to get into forever but am somehow only getting to now!! i've (finally) done some further reading on vtm lore, looked into merits and flaws, and played around a bit with character sheets, so i feel more confident in getting into how being thin-blooded affects byan and how the curse differs for them compared to a fully-fledged vampire. ...even though i'm still playing fast and loose with the rules and maintaining some creative freedom with it since i'm not creating them for the purpose of running a campaign, and given the fact that being thin-blooded affects everyone differently.

they have about the same resilience to damage as a fully-fledged vampire, but heal more slowly

they are also as prone to frenzy as your average kindred is, if not slightly more so given their temperamental disposition and less than stable mental health

they are slightly more resilient in regard to sunlight, but not nearly enough so to risk actually stepping out into it. they are, however, able to stay awake after the sun rises and even retain a lot of the difficulties in sleeping which they had in life

their heart hasn't ceased beating entirely, but it beats very slowly and weakly. it's actually more unnerving to them when everything is quiet and it's the only thing they can hear than if it didn't beat at all, they think. something about it just feels wrong

they can eat food, but it's incredibly difficult and takes a lot of effort. too much effort to be worth the little sustenance it provides in most cases, outside of maybe some very specific and unlikely emergency situations

similarly, they can indulge in alcohol and drugs, but the effect is weak and requires amounts that would be dangerous to a human for them to actually feel drunk or high. as with food, it requires a lot of effort to keep their body from rejecting it

they can get sick. not easily, but it can happen, and medicine doesn't do a damn thing

they look a little more alive than a fully-fledged vampire, but they're still a bit paler, a bit thinner, and overall look a bit more sickly than they ever did in life

when feeding, they aren't able to lick the wound fully closed. they've tried. they've spent a couple minutes trying before, to no avail

they aren't completely incapable of forming blood bonds and embracing new thin-bloods, but it's very hit or miss — sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. not that they've ever actually tested it because they do fully believe that they're incapable

they aren't able to create ghouls, however

they are faster, stronger, and have better reflexes than a human, but not nearly to the same extent as a full vampire. they got a buff, just not a very strong one

this is less relevant to how the curse affects them, but it's a note i want to make all the same: they're still trying to get a grasp on blood resonances and how to use the disciplines they can temporarily gain from different types. they're also actively seeking a way to learn thin-blood alchemy and/or someone to teach them, but have been unsuccessful thus far

was feelin a bit silly goofy,,,,,so i kinda just

btw the clown facepaint is actually sunscreen and facepaint mixed with sunscreen cause hes EXTRA!

and the bottom left outfit is pregame,,,,(its moshi monsters cosplay) ((hes dressed up as sweet tooth)) ((theyre his comfort character))

OKAY SO LIKE,,,pregame- and post game- cause he died in the game he didnt get to keep his talent and in game memoriez— its a whole mess- especially with shuichi

BUT! fandomz hes in are:

pokemon, mlp, 2000s kids wepsite stuff (webkins, moshi monsters, animal jam, club penguin, poptropica, ect) homestuck, FNAF, undertale, danganronpa (but hes not like super hyperfixated on it like shuichi was tho), monster high, and a bunch of other stuff like that

ALSO PREGAME IS ISNT “SHY UWU BEAN” hes just a bit antisocial omg,,,,hes actually very talkative and will infodump and ramble nonstop- and gets super passionate about topics he cares about and dosnt really back down from his opinions- this kinda makes it hard for him to make friends tho- luckly he pulled shuichi as his bff (and crush) because they both have that swag autistic vibez

bisexual bobby. i'm right.

Jo's bedroom is so covered in band posters you can barely see the pink walls underneath she outgrew over a decade ago, but never had the heart to repaint because her dad painted those walls with her. Her bookshelf is filled with mystery and romance novels and a few choice stuffed animals she couldn't part with. She has a collection of vinyls she's amassed over the years, some were her dad's. Her desk has markings and doodles she etched when she was supposed to be doing her homework. And Ellen never touched it after she left.