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writingsbychlo · 8 months

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okay but the world needs a how would the 🐍 boys react to a taylor swift concert (and if you categorized them by album i would also not be mad)

😘💋

for you, my love? anything 😌

slytherin boys + taylor swift concert/albums

draco: draco is impartial. it’s not his typical music taste but he will hum to songs when you play them, he knows you like them. he hires someone to make sure he gets really good tickets and says you can take anyone when he surprises you with them. when you say you want to take him, he fucking loves it. he doesn’t show it, but knowing you’d share something so special with him, it makes him so happy. would wear a basic fit, lets be real. would pay someone to custom make your outfit for your favourite album, though. also, he bought tickets to a tour spot of a place you’ve always wanted to visit and he makes it a whole vacation. splashes cash for extra packages. rich boy vibes. he’d never admit it to anyone but he has listened to All Too Well (10 min version) when he’s in his emo moments.

he’s giving Red, though, and would make the effort to sing along to any songs he knows enough of just to see you smile. like tell me he isn’t giving the youthful innocence of 22 but also I Knew You Were Trouble, like???

mattheo: has an alarm set for tickets and tries to get them so eagerly with you. again, not his usual music taste, but his has been known to scream-sing Shake It Off when drunk. would wear a toned down outfit to match whatever you’re wearing and would absolutely wear any bracelets you make him. holds all your belongings so you don’t have to worry about anything. holds your hand the whole time and sings with you. you’d stay in a fancy hotel overnight the day before and after, he wanted to make it special. buys matching tour hoodies with you.

he’s giving Fearless, like lets be real, The Way I Loved You was written for him. he isn’t ashamed to admit he loves that album, though. that dedication of slightly toxic but mostly just obsessed love, sweet and adorable first love feelings, y’know?

theo: asked if you’d seen there was a tour coming up and chuckled at your excitement when you screamed yes. gets tickets when you don’t manage to and makes a joke like ‘how many boyfriend points did this just earn me?’ spoiler: it’s a lot. wears all your bracelets that you make on one arm and helps you make trades with people. researches the set list to make sure he knows all the lyrics to any possible songs that might play so he can sing with you, but already knows quite a lot. not ashamed to listen to her if he’s with you or missing you. buys you any merch you want, has so many bags to be taken home.

his album is Folklore, just because I think the hazy indie suit him. august is friends-to-lovers with him after spending the summer with his family in italy. change my mind, you can’t.

enzo: baby boy goes all out for this. he’s so lover coded, but he knows all the albums very well. listens to her music with or without you and is proud of it. you sat together to book tickets and try to double your chances and it worked. not only wears and trades bracelets but makes them with you, makes his own set to swap with people too. looks for celebrities and gets to excited when he spots them. he’s the kinda guy to propose during Love Story. matching outfits, matching merch. you guys both have lost your voices the next day and he can’t stop grinning about it. is convinced taylor made eye contact with him. would wear a custom outfit with you, too.

his album is Lover. no doubt. he’s a cutie pie and he’s so pastel-sunshine-sparkles-love. Paper Rings? he belts that. You Need To Calm Down? he bodies it with so much sass just to see you giggle. London Boy? I don’t even need to say.

tom: hears you didn’t get tickets and starts pulling strings to get them for you because you were sad. tries to be casual and just leave them on your desk one day, but can’t help his smile when you burst into his dorm at 11pm and kiss him stupid for it. is willing to let you pick his outfit as long as you make it ‘normal’. you guys match but in a subtle way. like mattheo, books a hotel for before and after, and also will hold your things. doesn’t sing along but he’s not a buzzkill, y’know? stands with his arms wrapped around your waist the whole time, sways slightly to the music for you. he will spin you occasionally. so defensive when you’re looking at merch, growls at someone to fuck off while they still have teeth for telling you to hurry up and pick. gets a hoodie when you tell him it would look good on him and actually wears it for you. also buys the special packages like sound checks etc.

Reputation. you’re gonna look me in my eyes and tell me Look What You Made Me Do isn’t his anthem? if he had a gun to his head he would name that as his favourite song.

bonus for you bc we’re talking abt him right now: all I’m gonna say is reggie + enchanted. that’s it, that’s all.

#slytherin boys #theodore nott #mattheo riddle #tom riddle #draco malfoy #lorenzo berkshire #theodore nott/reader #theodore nott x reader #draco malfoy/reader #draco malfoy x reader #tom riddle/reader #tom riddle x reader #mattheo riddle x reader #mattheo riddle/reader #lorenzo berkshire/reader #lorenzo berkshire x reader

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moooxy · 2 years

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Double Trouble (18+)

MINORS DNI

Pairing: Dmitri Antonov (Enzo) x f!Reader | Jim Hopper x f!Reader

Synopsis: the night before the big reunion sparks feelings and desires… during strip ‘poker’.

Word Count: 3.6K

Warnings: Threesome, hair pulling, choking, stripping, gambling, deepthroating, spanking, very vulgar language…

AN: I’m so sorry this has taken so long to get out. I sped through the first part and when it came down to the smut I sort of avoided it for weeks.

The past few days had been eventful. Erratic, horrible, mortifying. But now, all was well (for the time being). It was finally time for you all to rest and calm down— it felt strange not having someone on guard at all times. You were picked up by Agent Stinson, and she profusely insisted that you all shower and get a good night's sleep before it was time for Hopper and Joyce to reunite with their kids. No one really knew what to do with Yuri, so he was put under Murray’s supervision (again).

Only the best hotel was chosen for the six of you. Yuri and Murray in one room, you and Joyce in another, and Hopper and Dmitri in the last. With it being such a short notice, the only hotel rooms were double beds— and it humoured you and Joyce just thinking about the awkwardness between the men.

Greedily, Yuri, Murray and Joyce called the first shower. You couldn’t be annoyed knowing you’d have more time than them in the shower.

“I can’t wait to wash my hair… and shave… and moisturise!” You dramatically grin, flaunting yourself over Dmitri’s lap. He’s sitting on his bed with you, Hopper is sitting next to Dmitri, leaning against the headboard.

Hopper nudges Dmitri, flashing him a devilish grin. It’d been their form of entertainment over the past few days— bonding over their attraction for you.

“Keep it in your pants,” Dmitri whispers over to Hopper.

Abruptly, you stand up and wander over to the huge bucket of clothes Stinson gave you all. You fish out a t-shirt with a cringey slogan, taking it as your pyjamas. There’s a red fabric peeking out under a pair of jeans, and curiosity gets the best of you.

Hopper almost winds himself when you squeal, he jolts upwards in shock.

You throw it over at Dmitri— and Hopper knowingly chuckles. “Shit, Antonov. Is that what you’re gonna wear to bed tonight?”

“Shut it, American.” He warns, picking the red thong from his lap and tossing it back to you. “We’d much rather see it on you, gorgeous.”

It takes all of your inner strength to stop yourself from turning into a blushing mess. Two can play at that game. “Who knew you were such a flirt, Dmitri? Maybe I’ll have to pay you a visit tonight…”

“Woah, woah,” Hopper chimes in. “I’m here too, sweetheart.”

“Hmmm, maybe I can convince Joyce to give you a surprise,” you playfully tease with a wink.

“Who said anything about Joyce?” Hopper retorts, all amusement stripped from his voice.

“Wow, I knew Dmitri was bad but you too James?” You giggle, emphasising his real name. He groans in annoyance, running a hand down his face.

“James?” Dmitri chortles.

“Don’t push it, Antonov. It’s Jim.” Hopper painfully replies.

“Oh my bad. We’re not at that level yet,” you wink.

Hopper opens his mouth to, without-a-doubt, berate you— but Joyce peeks her head through the door.

“Bathrooms free,” she says with a smile, drying her hair with a towel.

“See you later, boys,” you tease, picking up the t-shirt, the thong and a pair of shorts.

Once you’re out of the room, Dmitri speaks up. “Think you can swap rooms with her?”

“Definitely fuckin’ not. I want her too,” Hopper confesses and Dmitri hums like he’s well-aware of the statement.

“What about Joyce?” Dmitri can’t help but ask.

“What about her?”

There’s a selection of everything in the shower. High end shampoo and conditioner, hair mousse, strawberry scented body wash, a razor and moisturiser. It’s a perfect reward for being left dirty and unwashed for days in Russia. And as an extra, the hot water felt heavenly on your skin. You were sure the sexual banter with Hopper and Dmitri was just talk, but just in case— you shave everywhere.

After putting your clothes on, including the red thong, you go and find everyone. Your feet pad against the hallway floor, cold air flying to your bare legs. The shorts you picked out barely even showed, due to the oversized t-shirt you wore that probably should have been left for Hopper.

All rooms are empty, except for Hopper and Dmitri’s. When you enter, everyone is sitting on the bed, Yuri shuffling a deck of cards. Dmitri is missing— but not for long. The radio is playing lowly as you scan your eyes for the missing member of your group. Just as you shut the door, their en-suite bathroom door opens and Dmitri is walking out. He’s shirtless, water drips down his chest and abdomen, and there’s a towel around his waist. You feel your heart beat faster at the sight, you feel something erupt in your chest— like butterflies. You can’t help but ogle him in desire—

“Oooh! Love is in the air!” Yuri cackles, firmly pointing at you. Joyce and Murray look over and loudly laugh at the embarrassed look on your face— you’re mortified that you’ve been caught staring at Dmitri. He only flashes you a shy grin, putting a shirt on and coaxing you over to the bed.

The six of you played card games for what felt like hours. Yuri wanted something on the line, like money or drinks, but Joyce dismissed him like a naughty child. He didn’t step out of line after that.

With a yawn, Joyce gets up first. “I’m gonna hit the hay,” she says. Not long after, Yuri and Murray trot down the hallway to their shared room.

Dmitri didn’t want to say anything in front of the group, but he deems now a good time to tease you.

“Liked what you saw earlier, huh?” He asks, voice horse and accent as strong as ever. He’s grinning, leaning forwards towards you as if to say ‘my attention is all yours.’ Hopper continues to shuffle the cards, watching the scene play before him with a smug smirk.

“I just happened to glance over and then—“

“‘Glance’, sweetheart? You were drooling!” Hopper chuckles, noticing your cheeks flush red.

“Aw, she’s getting flustered now, aren’t you?” Dmitri sheepishly mumbles.

“Please can we change the subject?” You whine, shielding your face with your hands to ease the embarrassment.

“…I know. Let’s play strip poker,” Hopper proposes. Dmitri laughs loudly, agreeing.

You’re sceptical, “I don’t really know how to play poker…”

“Even better then,” Dmitri teases, poking your side. You playfully push him away, he’s still laughing. “What about blackjack then? Lowest or highest number strips.”

Hopper hums in agreement, both pairs of eyes loiter on you, waiting for a response. Finally, you sigh and nod. Dmitri can’t help but grin, rubbing his hands together like he’s about to start some drama.

Dmitri grabs a bottle of liquor from the cabinet tucked in the room, something he’d had his eyes on since he walked in. He’d been monitoring it with Yuri around, but he’d been only co-operative. He pours you drinks, insisting that you all drink beforehand to soothe the uncomfort.

Finally, you feel tipsy. Suddenly the radio captures your attention and your body is subconsciously swaying to the music.

“We’ll make this a fair game, yes? We wear three pieces of clothing: shirt, bottoms and underwear.” Dmitri starts and you hum in response. Then, he sits on the bed next to you and begins to shuffle the cards.

Ten minutes later, you’re all sucked right into the game. You’re missing your shorts, Dmitri is missing his jeans and Hopper is missing his shirt and his pants. Your heart aches at the sight of Hopper and how much weight he’s lost, but he looks happy with it and you know he would rather not talk about it.

You grin when you draw a 19. But surprisingly, no one else seems phased. You all decide to stick, presenting your cards to each other.

Hopper gets a 20, Dmitri gets 21. You groan, ignoring their laughs— you were the first to actually show something. You slip the thong off, your shirt covers your modesty. They mumble in annoyance, but you swatch their hands away and continue with the game.

“Wanna sit on my lap?” Dmitri asks.

“Or mine?” Hopper adds.

“Whoever wins this round can have me on their lap,” you say with a giggle.

“And if you win?” Dmitri asks.

“Then I get to stay right here and ogle.”

Hopper draws a 20, you draw a 23 with a dramatic groan and Dmitri draws an 18.

“Lucky bastard,” Dmitri mumbles.

Hopper pats his lap, you plop yourself eagerly onto his huge thighs.

“Ah ah sweetheart. Think you’re forgetting something.” Dmitri rumbles, sending heat straight to your core.

“Yeah you lost the round… still need to take this off,” Hopper whispers in your ear, hands pawing at your shirt.

You roll your eyes, taking the shirt off.

“ебать (fuck)…” Dmitri whispers under his breath.

“This is kind of backfiring on us, huh?” Hopper chuckles. “It’s taking all of my strength to not touch her…”

“Finish the game and then maybe you can touch…” you tease. Dmitris eyes light up, and you feel Hopper go rigid underneath you. “Winner gets to do whatever they want to me.”

“The stakes have been heightened,” Hopper grins. The next round, Dmitri loses. Him and Hopper are only in their underwear as he strips his t-shirt.

“Last game,” you say, getting up off of Hopper’s lap. You lean against the dresser, sticking your ass out and arching your back. Their eyes are trained on you, watching you seductively roll your hips. You playfully turn the music up, taking a swig of the tequila on the table. You’ve completely captured their attention — their eyes follow you when you sit on the bed with them. You shuffle the deck of cards, dealing them both two cards.

You analyse their faces, Dmitri’s lips twitch up and Hopper stays neutral. Dmitri sticks, leaving Hopper to gamble. When he picks up the card, he’s instantly grinning.

“Hope you have fun sleeping in the dog house, American,” Dmitri teases with a grin, flipping his cards over to reveal an ace and a ten.

“Hm?” Hopper nonchalantly replies, revealing his cards also. He has a seven, a nine, and a five — leaving them both with twenty one.

“Oh,” you realise, lips curling into a mischievous grin. “I think that means you can both play with me…”

“Well shit, sweetheart,” Hopper starts playfully. “You’re in for it now.”

“You asked for it, I hope you won’t run back on your word,” Dmitri says with his brows expectantly raised. He’s waiting for you to object, refuse, but nothing but a giggle leaves your lips. He stands up, pulling you up towards him. He pulls you into his arms, his hands sliding down your back which eventually fondle your ass. He looks down at you, his hot breath tickles your nose and his lust-blown eyes intimidate you. A presence behind you brushes against your skin, then the large body presses flush against your back.

Dmitri’s hands are adventurous and confident, whereas Hopper is slow and intimate. Hopper’s thick fingers tickle your pelvic bone, touching the bare area between your abdomen and your private areas. Then, you feel his stubble roughly rub against your neck. Your attention alternates between the two men — Dmitri would capture your attention by squeezing your ass a little too hard, Hopper would steal it by kissing your shoulder or trailing his fingers a little too far down.

Eventually, your attention is settled on the man in front of you. Your eyes fall to his poor, neglected lips and you desperately want to kiss him, shower him with attention just like you dreamed of doing ever since you heard him speak. You were attracted to both men, of course, but Dmitri was available and in closer reaching distance than Hopper. You never thought Hopper would be willing to do this considering his feelings for Joyce, but you were mistaken. He’d been wanting this as much as you.

“Kiss me,” you ask Dmitri, and he doesn’t hesitate to oblige. The kiss deepens, and you know Hopper’s beginning to feel left out when his hands abruptly cup your breasts. You pull away from Dmitri, a string of saliva conjoining the two of you together. Your head turns to the side, and Hopper’s lips are waiting for you. Lips latch onto your neck whilst you make out with Hopper now. Hopper is more sloppy, equally as good a kisser, but Dmitri was careful and precise with his lips — whereas Hopper is enthusiastically pushing his tongue into your mouth at the first given chance. Finally, a move is made:

“Let me have her first, American,” Dmitri groans, clothed cock rubbing against your thigh. He’s hard, painfully so, and clearly pent up with the way he was rutting against your bare skin.

“Hold your fuckin’ horses,” Hopper replies through the kiss, causing wet sounds to escape through parts of his dialogue. “Who do you want first, baby?”

“You know I can’t make a decision like that,” you say with a pout, and he nods like he’d been expecting that answer. “There’s a reason why I have a mouth and a—“ you cut yourself off, a grin forming on your face.

“You’re fuckin’ right, sweetheart.” Says Hopper.

Dmitri’s fingers tilt your jaw back to face him, and his lips capture yours once again. “Mmm, been waiting for this for too long,” Dmitri mumbles. You manage a breathily ‘yeah?’ through the kiss and he hums in clarification. “How do you want to do this, American?”

“You get her pussy, I’ll have her mouth,” he announces.

“Fine by me,” Dmitri agrees and you whine. “Sound good?” He asks you and you nod.

Immediately, Hopper sits on the couch and pulls you by the hips there with him. He sort of just looks at you for a moment, deciding which approach to take towards you. Fisting your hair, he abruptly pulls you to his mouth. The kiss is hot and heavy, his tongue plunges its way into yours. Dmitri watches, hands instinctively palming the ache in his boxers before he finally situates himself behind you. You’re on your hands and knees, kissing Hopper as your hand paws at his crotch. Dmitri’s eyes fall to your ass, your glistening pussy which is on perfect display for him.

“Jerk me off,” Hopper mumbles through the kiss and you nod. Your fingers wrap around his bulge in his boxers, squeezing and pumping. You hear him sigh in pleasure and you can’t help but smile. His eyes find yours, and you both just stare at each other for a moment. The silence in the room is erotically-charged, before fingers prodding at your entrance makes you yelp in surprise.

“Sorry, princess,” Dmitri chuckles. His middle and ring finger rub your clit in circles, he relieves his sore cock by lightly grinding against your ass. Dmitri’s pace of his fingers help you jerk Hopper off. You take him out of his boxers, slowly pumping him the same speed as Dmitri touches you. When his two fingers push inside of your hole, you can’t help but roll your hips in desperation. The feeling of his fingers inside of you burned, in such a euphoric way - you felt every hypersensitive curl of his fingers, every twitch, every pump. You felt him stretching you open, preparing you for himself.

“You like his fingers inside you, baby?” Hopper teases, his hand roughly grasps your jaw, forcing you to look at him.

“Yes,” you breathe out, “feels so good.”

“It’s been so long, hasn’t it, American?” Dmitri chuckles, a squelching sound filling the room. Hopper hums in agreement.

Your back arches, causing your hole to tighten around Dmitri’s fingers.

“Fuck, you’re driving me crazy,” he rumbles. His fingers pull out of you, and it’s not long before you feel something rubbing down your slick pussy. This ‘something’ pushes at your entrance, it’s so much thicker than his fingers. You whine, head dipping down into Hopper’s lap as the oh-so familiar burning sensation of him stretching you out reoccurs.

“F-fuck,” you stutter out, mumbling into Hopper’s bare thigh. Hopper’s grinning when you look up at him, when Dmitri is fully inside of you.

“Well well, baby. You gonna use that mouth of yours to get me off?” Hopper rumbles, your hand on his chest feels the rumble of his gruff voice. You nod, immediately dipping down to get a taste of him. You open-mouthed kiss his raging head, feeling the moisture on your tongue. His head falls back, a sigh erupts from his lips and god— he looks like a fucking model. Dmitri slowly grinds into you, he’s waiting for you to get started on Hopper before he really begins to take what he’s wanted for months. “Don’t tease,” he snarls, teeth gritting and nose furiously pumping out air.

Taking him fully in your mouth is harder than it seems. He’s too long, too thick for you to comfortably suck — so it takes a whole lot more effort. You listened to him, not teasing and instantly getting on with it. He’s rock hard in your hand, wet, throbbing and starved.

The atmosphere alters quickly. Dmitri starts to speed up, your fist around Jim’s cock tightens, your mouth bobs up and down so much faster. The bulge in your cheek relentlessly nudges against the fleshy muscle, and Hopper groans when he notices it. His fingers wrap around your hair, pulling it away from your face. With his free hand, he caresses your cheek using his thumb. “So fucking pretty,” he grunts. “This is what you wanted, yeah? Getting fuckin’ pounded by one of us, suckin’ off the other? My, my, Antonov. I think we’ve been—“ he moans, “seduced.”

“This doll is behind it all?” Dmitri breathily replies, a sheen of moisture on his forehead. He pulls your hair from Hopper’s hand, lifting your head off Jim’s cock. “This cute face has seduced us?” He taunts. Your eyes open, meeting Hopper’s grinning face as Dmitri slams into you. The noises coming out of your mouth are involuntary now, you can’t control them, you weren’t aware you were even making them.

“Come on, honey,” Hopper soothes you. He firmly pats your cheek, “back to it. I’m almost close,” he says.

Your hair is let go, you feel two firm hands on your lower back. One occasionally spanks your ass, loud and firmly. You’re oh-so-desperately pumping Jim’s cock, taking him as deep as you can in your mouth. You feel him twitch and throb whenever you do something unexpected, and you feel you’re one step closer at cracking him.

“God, keep doing that and I’ma fuckin’ come,” Hopper groans. “Fuck,” he whispers to himself.

“Come on, big man. Take one for the team,” Dmitri whines from behind you. Only those two could turn fucking you into a competition.

“Shit, I will. I fuckin’ will,” his lower jaw collides with his top lip. “You ready for my cum, baby? You gonna eat it all?” He teases and you moan. The vibration of your voice pushes him over the edge and, before you know it, Dmitri leans forward to fist your hair. Your head is pulled up again, and shots of salty white spurt onto your face. You catch most of it on your tongue, swallowing as much as you can manage.

Russian is spewed from Dmitri’s mouth, and his cock is slapping against your slick folds. It pushes you over the edge, and you cum the same time as him.

Lights and spirits fade as you’re pulled into Hopper’s chest. Dmitri sits on the sofa next to him, chest heaving, but a wicked smile plastered on his face. He says nothing, only exchanging cheeky glances with Jim.

You wake up tangled between both men, in utter darkness. You shift slightly, and Hopper jolts up. When he realises it’s you that’s touching him, he relaxes.

“You okay?” He asks in a croaky, tired voice.

“Yeah,” you softly reply. You coax him to lay down again with you, his arm wraps around you and you’re pulled into his chest like a magnet. “Are you?”

“Yeah. Just not used to… safety yet, I guess.” He mumbles.

“Me too,” you reply. You hear his heartbeat and Dmitri’s quiet snores, you relish in the peace for a moment. “I should probably get back to my room,” you speak up.

“No, I’ll go. You stay with Antonov,” he reasons, and you barely protest.

“You sure?”

“Yeah, Joyce won’t mind,” he replies.

“Thank you.”

He only nods in the darkness before climbing out of bed.

“Hopper,” you grab his arm. He’s got a handful of his clothes, but he puts them on the bed to give you his full attention. “Jim,” you correct yourself. “Will you kiss me before you go?”

He doesn’t reply. You feel his breath on your face, and you know he’s leaning in to kiss you. It’s sweet, wet, full of desire and respect. It goes no further than a kiss, but it means so much.

“See you in the morning,” he says.

Light pools in as the door cracks open, but it’s quickly roped back into the hallway as the door clicks shut. You don’t remember much after that, despite strong arms encasing your body the whole night.

Dmitri treats you like a princess — like he’s playing his and filling in for Hopper’s place. He fucks you slow and lazy in the morning, he makes you cum using his fingers as morning light illuminates the room. His hands don’t leave your body, his sentences revolve solely around you, his thoughts are trained only on you. Dmitri is yours, he’s who you want to marry. He’s who you want to kiss, to wake up every morning next to, to share your life with. Hopper wants that with Joyce, and you’re all aware and okay with that.

#jim hopper smut #jim hopper x reader #jim hopper #hopper x reader #hopper smut #jim hopper x you #hopper x reader x enzo #enzo stranger things #enzo x reader #enzo smut #dmitri antonov x reader #dmitri antonov #hopper x reader x dmitri #dmitri antonov smut

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bubbledrivercomix · 1 year

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Quick sketch of a TOH roleswap idea. Enter Amity the human , Enzo the Titan aaaand the Raven lady, Lilith! :DDDD

It’s roleswap not character swap soooo, Amity starts off angry and standoffish except to Lilith and she adores Enzo!

Enzo aka the Collector but as a Titan ...Is soooo clingy . A bit of a brat and will do anything for a good game which lands him in so much trouble.

Lilith is likewise extremely guarded and angry till except the power of love and friendship healing her I guess? She and Amity take a bit despite being polite to each other from the get go , to truly bond unlike Luz and Eda.

Welp! Just a quick doodle! I’m back to doing the final comic!!! :)

#toh au #toh amity #toh lilith #toh collector #toh titan #toh roleswap #roleswap #role swap au #THE OWL HOUSE #the owl house collector #the owl house fanart #the owl house amity #the owl house lilith #the owl house fandom #disney #doodles #doodle #sketch #enzo gabriel

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fic-heaven · 9 months

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Lmao you are one of the reasons I joined tumblr. I was wondering if you had planned to write something about Reyes. (Reyes from COD not overwatch xd)

I saw long ago you talked about having planned something for him and I was wondering when you’d upload it

Sorry this took so long lmao i actually lost the first drabble and ended up making an entirely new one yesterday night so here you go lil chickie

Also THE HONOR XD welcome to Tumblr uwu

Make it a twenty

Enzo Reyes x Reader (NSFW)

🐥Short AF sorry

Being surrounded by big buff men every day since the moment you joined eventually took a tool on you and your repressed need for a nice fuck. Meeting Enzo Reyes did NOT help one bit.

I DIDN'T EDIT SHIT SORRY I'm one lazy fuck

Reyes was the most infuriating man you have ever met.

His mood swings paired with his need to look tough and cool around others were a headache at times. But that was precisely what attracted you to him in the first place.

His revelious nature often caused him to get yelled at and punished by superiors, and that quickly turned into a game between Nova, Gus and you. You three would throw bets here and on about how long it would take the Canadian to get his ass spanked, by whom and even which punishment he would get. He obviously didn't know about this, if he did you were sure the man would burry your asses in a blink.

It all started when you caught Gus and Nova overlooking the field laughing about a freshly yelled Reyes who was caught sneaking off training. You admired the man for having the balls to actually try to scape Lieutenant Ghost's wrath, it was funny to think Reyes actually believed for a moment he could skip training but it was even funnier to see him get chased by Sargeant Soup by Ghost's command.

Two weeks later the dumbass tried to to exactly the same and got punished accordingly resulting in you winning the bet of the time in which he would get punished, and Nila winning both bets of who would punish him and how.

You remember it like it was yesterday.

It was the middle of June. You enjoyed the view of him running laps shirtless under the summer sun, the man was sweating galloons and your two idiots of friends swapped their betting prices to you. You didn't pay much attention since the view of Reyes legs' muscles flexing, the sweaty locks of his growing dark hair pressed to his forehead and his heavy panting plus a murderous glare towards anything and everything made you squeeze your thighs in hopes of suffocating your need to jump to the training field and fuck him right there under a few other recruits, Gus and Nova's praying eyes.

Your partnership with Reyes was... Professional.

You knew he was a forward guy who always spoke his mind (often getting in trouble for it), you two had interacted a few times, nothing special... But it was enough for you to know that he never liked to dance around topics specially ones that involved him. He loved sincerity and straightforwardness, so that same night after diner you gave him exactly that. A piece of your mind you had kept since your very first interaction.

It was nine thirty five PM. Reyes just got out of the shower and was hanging out with you, Nova and Gus at the mess hall. The two latter left a while back to God knows where to do "whatever" and "would be back in no time", the rest of the rookies left as well, some to dine others to rest. So you knew then you had to make your move. It was now or never.

"What does a girl need to do to get fucked properly around here?"

The usually smug guy raised his brows in shock looking at you like you said the most out of character thing. Reyes grunted out a chuckle and smiled knowingly eventually breaking from the shock, but less than one second later he somehow seemed bored or was he nervous? His eyes jumped to look over where you guys were sitting checking if anyone was still around then looked back at you a little more serious one of his hands absentmindedly messed with the ripped sides of the couch cushions, a nervous tick for sure. The amount of expressions he showed in that moment would have made you laugh but you knew better than to anger and/or annoy the cocky man.

"Feeling bold tonight, girlie? What's with you getting your panties wet all of a sudden?" He said almost sounding bored and unimpressed. You knew better.

You placed your elbows over your knees leaning closer to his side, both of you never breaking away from each other's gaze. You paid one last quick glance at the entrance to make sure you two were out of earshot. "I thought I was being obvious-"

"You mean when you were eating me with your eyes a while back?" He cut you abruptly smiling like the smug bastard he was now openly looking down your lips. "What if I say that I liked what I saw?" You knew he was trying to make you flustered and you were NOT going to back down.

Reyes leaned downwards mirroring your position. You could feel his body heat so close you felt like you were on fire. His beard lightly tickled you earlobe when he whispered in a low tone a growl that could have made your knees buckle if it wasn't for your current position.

"There is much more to see than my bare torso sweatin' under the bloody sun."

"Is that an invitation?"

"You feeling that curious?"

Your nod pleased him for the moment, you had been uncharacteristically forward enough for him to forgive you for not verbally stating your answer and he was already still processing he was having THIS conversation with YOU. Did you even know how horny your mere presence made him feel? Specially wearing those comfortable shorts that drove him mad trying not to look at your thighs.

"Then come closer. I promise none of this fuckers will give it to you as i will."

You barked out a laugh trying to push his buttons a little "is that right? Had plenty of girls here to practice? I'm surprised i'm really the lucky one to have caught your attention." Maybe some insecurities did come to light then, you feared your comment had messed the whole thing up. Reyes looked at you displeased, his hand that previously messed with the couch took a firm hold of your thigh. Your heart skipped a beat.

"I'm not one for one nightstands but that's up to you... Whatever you want to make of this." He wasn't lying, he hadn't had the time nor the wish to indulge in quickies with strangers since... Well, since you. You weren't lying either, he wanted you since the moment he met you and he would be a fool to deny you.

You looked away a little embarrassed, the previous bravery scaped your body thanks to the now awkward situation. Reyes wouldn't have it, his palm took your cheek and gently directed your gaze to meet his, dark brown eyes stared at you with badly hidden concern.

"Not shying away from the truth, we don't have to put labels on this. And trust me sweetheart, the things I want to do to you are better shown than spoken." His mouth spoke filthy promises but his eyes showed a different side of him. Softness... Confort. He didn't want you to feel expendable but he also didn't want to push you to make a big deal about all this if you didn't want to. Reyes was many things, but he was not going to force you to do shit you didn't want. You both stare at each other carefully looking for something, for that little push of confidence to come back to your bodies now that you were inches from one another. This time it was your call to voice your answer.

"I desire you..."

That broke something in him. His eyes turning glassy full of lust and affection, an expression so foreign in Reyes it knocked the breath out of your lungs. You desired him? You little idiot...

Your hand acted before you could think and went to take him by the chin pressing your lips together into a desperate kiss. Unbeknownst to you even as the kiss begun turning lustful and messy full of teeth and tongue, even when his arms firmly wrapped around your waist to press you against his chest to deepen it, he never closed his eyes. You obviously didn't know because yours fluttered close as soon as the first kiss was sealed, Reyes didn't want to look dumb or creepy for looking at you as he all but devoured your mouth, truth is he feared that if he closed his eyes all of this... This dream of a night, would be exactly that. A dream. Another lustful dream to add to his collection of thoughts and fantasies he had about you whenever he was alone. But he would never admit it.

Your body hovered over his when you sat on his lap caging him between your thighs. Reyes almost caved in letting you guide your lustful dance but at the third lazy roll of your hips grinding down his hardening cock he reacted. He nipped down your lip teasingly pulling it back and letting go with a pop and a grin, his lust-filled eyes drunk of your taste.

"This is hardly the place, you know." Reyes huffed taking a hold of your hands. On that much you agreed.

There is a pounding in your chest much stronger than the one you got the first time you met him, stronger than that one time he carried your wounded body through the chaos of the battlefield to a safe hideout and guarded you there without complain calling for medical as he tried to keep you awake and lastly, much stronger than the time a silly dark joke you muttered during a tense operation was able to crack the asshole of a man into a muffled fit of laughter. You two got yelled at then, but honestly? To hear Reyes laugh like that was worth it. Who would have ever thought you'd get to have him like this right now, to hear the noises that came from de deepth of your shared pleasure, you couldn't even believe it yourself.

His growls and heavy groans along with your moans and broken cries of his name, his real name Enzo, were loud inside your private quarters.

The SpecGru operator was chocking you with his bicep while burying himself mercilessly deep into your womb. Reyes - no ... Enzo, was losing his mind. You looked godly under the dim light of the cheap lamp on your desk with your soft skin shining tiny droplets of your combined sweat, you laid there downwards, your ass up bouncing against him with the force of his movements as he fucked you raw. “You like that, angel? Fuck, does that feel good?” he tried to sound taunting, but the way his voice drips with need... You were certain he’s begging to hear the answer.

"F-fuck yes... Yes! Just give it to me, En... Fuck me-" Enzo was sure you didn't know about the grasp you had in him right now. To hear you moaning his real name and now even calling him En in that endearing way? His hips were quick to pick up the pace, the clapping sound of your bodies colliding was getting so loud you were sure you'd get interrogated the next morning. But honestly? Fuck it. You are too tired of pretending you didn't want to have this man fucking you into a puddle.

Your hands clawed at his muscular bicep, he relaxed it fearing he had hurt you but against his thoughts you pressed his arm a little tighter to your neck giving that additional pressure that had you drooling and constricting the ear oh so deliciously. Enzo laughed like it was the funniest thing he had ever seen that day, your eyes rolled to the back of your skull, his thrusts never stopping as he fucked his way into trying to hear your choked moans break from the constricting pressure of his muscular arm choking on your delicious-looking neck.

"Y-YES UGH YES FUCK!" His other hand rush to cover your mouth roughly and you could almost have laughed, the man tried to quieten you not even realizing HE was the one screaming. "Your pussy is driving me fucking nuts... Keep squeezing my cock like that and I'll fill you up like a fucking turkey on Thanksgiving, y'hear me!?" Enzo's voice was mean and threatening it had you squeezing your walls tighter around him, he grunted at the sudden squeeze. His hair and beard lightly tickled your sweaty skin as he slowed the pace and deepened his thrusts. His mouth kissed, licked and bit down your skin leaving marks all over your neck.

You whined back trying to reach for his lips with your own mouth desperately seeking for a kiss. He grunted for you to stay still and as a retort you tried to thrust your hips backwards and squeezed him tighter making the man over you whimper and pant a little louder in surprise. He loved this rebellious and bold part of you but it was starting to affect him.

Enzo didn't have time to feel embarrassed about showing this whiney side of him to you, he was too preoccupied about the again loud clapping sounds of your conjoined bodies meeting each other in an aggressive rythm shacking your bed and ruining your messed up mattress when he picked up the pace once more. He fucked you like an dog in heat, chasing an end seemingly so hurtful to reach his whimpers and moans morphed into painful-sounding groans he was desperately trying to muffle down biting on your shoulder. Not only did he do this out of embarrassment but also so he to hear your pleasured cries and begs much clearer. Enzo's hips started to slow once more, his stamina running out quickly after spending almos half an hour crazily fucking you into oblivion. "F-fuck woman... Look what you've done to me..." That earned an awful attempt of laughter from you.

You were totally gonna be the death of him but he wasn't complaining. If only you knew how long he had been waiting for this, almost as long as you have, maybe a little more. And now he had you where he always wanted... He felt whole.

Enzo flipped your body like a pancake positioning you into a missionary pose with your legs resting on his shoulders, he lowered to rub your noses in an overly sweet show of affection, your pants mingling in the air as you took a few seconds of break. His fat cock was pushed inside of you when his lips molded with yours, your tongues danced into a lazy pace on contrast of his powerful thrusts that had you seeing stars. It almost looked like you weren't fucking but making love instead. Specially with the way his eyes seemed to get lost in your every expression.

It was all too sweet but the painful friction of his thrusts lubricated in your combined fluids and sweat was leaving hurtful burns in your thighs and pretty much everything under your waist.

"F-fuck not so fucking rough you fucking asshole!..." Your pussy burned from the friction, his short half-shaven trail pinched you as his relentless thrusts kept rearranging your insides. His hand shot to your clit, two fingers pinching and circling your sensitive bud making a yelp scape your panting mouth and eventually distracting you from the sting. "Oh yeah? Why don't you say that again, you slut? Go on tell me to stop." Your head shakes from side to side, the pleasure blinding you to the point of silencing the slight burn you felt before. The change from the love sick look he gave you at first to the pussy-drunk psycho one he was giving you right now made your hole constrict and weep of desire.

You could feel your end nearing when Enzo's hand fell off of your clit to fist your bedsheets, his thrusts becoming sloppier and off-tempo. You both panted onto each other's mouths trying to kiss each other in an attempt to muffle the upcoming shared orgasms. He growled his and you whined yours, your lips fully pressed, your arms embracing and your legs tangled as his load shot to stuff you up like a turkey, exactly like the bastard said.

You didn't take a shower, you didn't speak a word, you two simply held each other into the now dead quiet night, your panting soon turning soothing enough to make each other sleepy and relaxed. Reyes' arm rested under your head the other one circled your waist possessively as he big-spooned you.

"Guess it's a good night then..." You whispered humorously breaking the quiet.

"You want me to stay?"

He sounded so frail. You could have mistook him for an entirely different person. But you knew your Reyes, you knew your Enzo, the moment he looked at you so full of warmth and somehow gratitude before the lights were shut down.

"Always." You said with no hesitation. And that's how you two spent your first night together. The first of many to come.

Morning came by. You woke up alone, the residual warmth of his body still present in your bed and the sweet yet manly aroma of Enzo's shampoo was plastered on your pillow. You inhaled it with a dreamy hum.

You knew better than to feel bad about waking up alone. Knowing the Canadian he probably left early so he wouldn't look suspicious to the others coming down the small kitchenette alone. Your fingers felt your skin down your neck feeling the strong mark his teeth had created the night prior, now it was a dull ache, but it felt so sweet, so real... The proof of your nightly adventure.

After a shower you went to join the others, the tables were pretty crowded and when you sat down to enjoy breakfast with your usual trio with an exhausted look, Reyes was already sitting there with a cup of coffee and a smug smile staring up at you with a mockingly sweet "morning, sleeping beauty" you flipped him the bird with a smile of your own. Gus and Nova greeted you as well and later shared a look when their comrade placed his mug to the side allowing you a fair space to place your breakfast pretending to ignore how your body slightly leaned a little to his side as he sneaked his hand down to affectionately squeeze your thigh.

"You slept alright? Could see you practically skipping a step or two coming to the table, (Y/n)." Gus said trying to soften his enormous smile.

The bear of a man got glared up by you, flipped off by Reyes who muttered a "My brother, cierra la puta boca." and eye rolled by Nova who slapped a twenty on the table and the Rican happily took it with a gremlin-like snicker. "Yeah yeah, take your money. Being smug is Reyes' thing don't be an ass!" Nova said fake fighting Gus who was now doing a happy little dance with the bill he just took from his friend.

You couldn't help the chuckle that scaped you at their antics, Enzo couldn't get his eyes off of you seemingly entranced with the sound of your laughter. He felt things for you he was still not ready to mouth... Yet. But you'd be patient, after all you had to figure how you truly felt for him as well.

But now it wasn't the time nor the place to think about deeper feelings. So you had to focus more on how now you two became victims of Gus and Nova's bets. How fun. You could mentally slap yourself, this explains why they left you two guys alone the night prior... Those two idiots were planning to bet on how long it would take you to bed each other. How original.

#Enzo Reyes #cod reyes #reyes x reader #enzo reyes x reader #call of duty modern warfare #call of duty reyes #cod #drabble #smut drabble #chickie asks #reyes is an ass

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El, Virginia and Katinka

This is what I do at 1 am...

Katinka is the diminutive form of Katerina. Meaning: pure. Often used for small children.

Yuri is the russian variant of George. Like "George Smith" in the prequel. He says that there are two Katinkas: a woman and the helicopter, "a virgin".

Virginia means pure. According to legend, Virginia was a Roman girl who was killed by her father in order to save her from seduction by a corrupt government official (interesting)

I think young, pure Katinka and adult Katinka are a reference to young Virginia Creel and adult Virginia.

But there's also a big parallel between El and Katinka. Yuri removes the spark plug, so that Katinka can't fly. Brenner tells El that her powers were still there after the massacre, they just needed a spark. So, like Kali says, there is a missing piece. For the helicopter, it's the spark plug, for El it's her memories.

Mike compares her to Superman, and Brenner says that in order to defeat One she will have to fly. But she's not ready, because she still doesn't know the whole truth. In fact, she destabilezes the helicopter, while Yuri and Enzo, when they're finally on the same page ("become whole again") make Katinka fly.

Also, all the memories they show when Brenner says that El needed a spark, are terrible and sad: El crying, or killing people with the head tilt, like Henry does in S4.

What gives her her powers back and makes her even more powerful is not a spark (cruel experiments, fear and isolation) but a bright light. And it's not remembering Henry or her opening the gate. It's the memory of her mother.

A happy memory, different from what she saw in Terry's mind. They didn't let Terry say hello to Jane. Imo, one of the hints that she's not her mother. She is mama to Brenner's papa. They became her parents, yes, (all the paralles with Hopper and Joyce) but after she was swapped at the hospital. El has started to remember tho...

They tell her that thanks to Nina, which means little girl in Spanish (Joyce's last name, Maldonado, is Spanish) she will become even more powerful. But when they say that and when she lifts the water tank, they only focus on her and the doctor who looks like Will.

But if the whole point of Nina is to help El to remember how she defeated Henry, it's strange that they focus on a woman who looks like her brother, who wasn't even in those memories.

Unless the missing piece is the memory of her real family. After the van scene, we get this transition and Brenner saying that he doesn't know what El found in herself that day. Maybe they show it here what she found, for a brief moment. She found him, Will. And Joyce.

(screenshots by @chirpsythismorning )

Another hint might be the parallel between the hand El sees in her memory and Nancy touching the light particles, after she mentions Will and Joyce, and Dustin says that it's a tear in time and space.

Dustin also mentions Mothergate. He says 'This is the answer' when Karen asks the agent if he wants a glass of water. Then they talk about tears in the fabric of time and space, and there's the painting of a lake behind them (the car crash. Yeah, I love that theory ok? lol) I think Mothergate is also about the UD/Mind Flayer spreading into our world, a parallel with IT, who takes the shape of a giant spider and laid eggs in her lair, like the spiders Max sees in Vecna's mind space (other parallels with IT) But yeah, El's mother and water. A lake and a tear in time and space...

Like I said in other posts, I don't think these are coincidences. Like Karen showing up and mentioning water when they talk about Mothergate. She's the one who joked about Nancy being 'swapped at the hospital'. It's not a coincidence that she and Nancy are always in scenes that hint at what might've happened to El in the past. Including the parallels with Barb. Because it's possible that Karen is connected to Henry, so maybe these are hints about both her story and El's.

#el hopper #will byers #jane hopper #twelvegate #willel twins #henry creel #joyce byers #joyce maldonado #karen wheeler #nancy wheeler #dr brenner #st parallels #st theory #st analysis #stranger things

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I HAVE A QUOTEV!!! ITS CALLED "SORRYIMSCARED" LEL "Haha, yeah this is where i sleep. Take a seat anywhere I guess."

#1 NEET IN THE WORLD!!!

Getting a job is too much work. I think i'll stay home instead.

life is so cute!!!!!!lifeissocutelifeissocutelifeissocute!!!!!!!!( ≧ᗜ≦)

A MOTHERFUCKING AMALGAMATION OF SHIT.

Dont get your wires crossed!!!!!!!!!

WE ARE A SYSTEM!!!

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Prounouns: All-She/He/They/Xe/Zer/It + Neos but I prefer He/Him.

Rage + Hobie, Adhira, Celeste, Gwen + MJ ♡♡>>>>(Our beloved Nonnies/Very close friends/Siblings)

I am atheist, but I support everyone's religion!!! Now get tf out of my room!!!

I would like to stay rather anonymous on this app!!!! Thankie!!!!

I littlespace frequently cause im a fucking loser and have a blog for it, but I will only share it if asked!

I am literally and actually Ame/KAngel/OMGkawaiiAngel from Needy Streamer Overload/Needy Girl Overdose/srs. That is actually me/gen.

Do NOT view me as anything OTHER than an eldritch amalgamation, as that is all I am comfortable with being viewed as. I would prefer it if you thought of my voice as Nightmare Fredbears voice from FNAF/srs

Here are some of our alters blogs! (Pavitr Prabhakar) @gold-glimmering-bands, (Peni Parker) @gadgets-and-gizmos-bzzbzz, (Yashiro Nene) @untitled-magical-fish

I am autistic and very sensitive! (Though it does not seem it at times!) So be patient pretty please!!!!! *blows my fucking brains out*

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(More important things under the cut!)

Here are some darlings/Some of my friends you should follow! godspeed, godspeed! They all do incredible work, and deserve recognition for being such jems!

(Sorry for the tagging, everyone! I just really wanted to promote you all :D)

•@that-random-person-again ~ (<;- The filmmaker of the show! I kid, I kid! They are utterly DEVINE, I wish to send them a big bouquet of flowers because they are just so....Gahh!! I love them!)

•@puppeteerparty ~ (<- My dearest co-host Enzo! Ah what a gem, what a jem! I could squish him to peices because of how much I love them! *approches menacingly* what is there NOT to chatter about? Enzo is Enzo!)

•@adorbspoprocks ~ (<;-The wonderful feline itself, Kitty! Go follow all of paws blogs please, meow works very hard!)

•@adoodleintime ~ (<;-The executive producer of this show! I jest, I jest! But seriously, there art surely is a treat to look at! I find myself getting lost in it at times!)

•@p3nny-the-artsy-critter ~ (<- Ah, the star to my sky, the moon to my tide, my platonic wife Penny! now- what is there NOT to talk about when it comes to her?)

•@the-arcade-doctor ~ (<- Jota! Join Jota in the quaint arcade they call home! But be wary, things can get...Ahm....Messy.)

•@rubys-forest ~ (<- my bestie! There swap au is delightful, and so is there art! Ah, the happiness I get when I see them on my dashboard!)

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OUR FUCKING ALTERS: *Ive fucking given up on listing them all.*

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🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊJulie Joyful (Welcome Home)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊUsagi Tsukino/Sailor Moon (Pretty Guardian Sailormoon)-Uses "Sailor" or "Moon"

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊMoondrop/Moon/Daycare attendant (FNAF)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊSal Fisher/Sally Face (Sally Face)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊSally Starlet (Welcome Home)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊKiki (Little Twin Stars-Sanrio)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊPink Diamond (Steven Universe)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊWhite Diamond (Steven Universe)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊSpinel (Steven Universe)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊHome(Welcome Home)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊJessie Prescott (Hey Jessie)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊThe Collector (The Owl House)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊJohn Doe (Your Boyfriend John Doe)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊTsukasa Yugi (TBHK)-Uses "Azazel", "Aki", "Autumn", "Sage"

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊNene Yashiro (TBHK)-Uses "Orchard"

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊEvil (Iepfb)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊJuuzou Suzuya (Tokyo Ghoul)-Uses "Teeth"

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊQueen Chrysalis (MLP)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊKokoro Momoiro (Yandere sim)-Uses "Momo"

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊHana Daidaiyama (Yandere sim)-Uses "Hana"

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊJataro Kemuri (Danganronpa)-Uses "James"

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊMonaca Towa (Danganronpa)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊKorekiyo Shinguji (Danganronpa)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊHiyoko Saionji (Danganronpa)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊIbuki Mioda (Danganronpa)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊBluebird (Steven Universe)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊFranny Joyful (Welcome Home)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊYuno Gasai (My Future Diary)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊSpectra Vondergeist (Monster high)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊGooliope Jellington (Monster high)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊAllister (Pokemon)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊMelanie Martinez (Singer)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊOsana Najimi (Komi Cant Communicate)-Uses "Mike"

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊPeni Parker (Spiderverse)-Uses "Liam"

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊGwen Stacy (Spiderverse)-Uses "Gio"

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊPavitr Prabhakar (Spiderverse)-Uses "Pascal"

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊHatsune Miku (Vocaloid)- Uses "Vincent"

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊFukase (Vocaloid)- Uses "Mono"

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊMileena (Mortal Kombat)- Uses "Iris"

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊStella (Helluva Boss)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊRuby Gloom (Ruby Gloom)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊJeff The Killer (Creepypasta)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊ𖤐Laughing Jack (Creepypasta)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊCassie (FNAF Security Breach)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊCircus Baby (FNAF sister location)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊMisa Amane (Death Note)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊAlternate Gabriel/Lucifer (Mandela Catalog)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊLucifer (Hazbin Hotel)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊHusk (Hazbin Hotel)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊEmily (Corpse Bride)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊShock (The Nightmare Before Christmas)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊAmy (Sonic)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊWarabi (Splatoon)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊ𖤐Harmony (Splatoon)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊShiver (Splatoon)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊBeatrice Reden (I Heart Amy)-Uses "Loveletter"

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊ(CHILD) Beatrice Reden (I Heart Amy)-Uses "Lilypad"

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊBenjamin Brynn (Before Your Eyes)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊHoppo (Bugbo)-Uses “AK-47”

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊMary Jane Watson (From Hobie Brown's dimension)- Uses "Gravestone"

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊAmy (I Love Amy)- Uses "Ajax"

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊElise (Adventure Time)- Uses "JJ"

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊBetty (Adventure time)-Uses "Cinnamon"

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊL Lawlet (Death Note)

🎠🎡🎪 ☆ -ˊRui (Demon Slayer)

°○°F/O'S LIST°○°

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ROMANTIC-

♡Wally Darling (Welcome Home)

♡Ken Kaneki (Tokyo Ghoul)

♡Tuxedo Mask/Mamoru Chiiba (Sailormoon)

♡Sailor Mars/Rei Hino (Sailormoon)

♡Hanako/Amane Yugi (TBHK)

♡Spider noir (Spiderverse)

♡Hobie Brown/Spider punk (Spiderverse)

♡Intruder (Mandela Catalog)

♡L Lawlet (Death Note)

PLATONIC/FAMILIAL-

♡Koutarou Amon (Tokyo Ghoul)

♡Yoshimura (Tokyo Ghoul)

♡Hinami Fueguchi (Tokyo Ghoul)

♡Frank Frankly (Welcome Home)

♡Poppy Partridge (Welcome Home)

♡Bea Joyful (Welcome Home)

♡Hanako/Amane Yugi (TBHK)

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IBO reference notes on . . . mobile suit designations

And now for some deeply useless observations on how mobile suits are labeled in Iron-Blooded Orphans.

(I’m purely looking at this ‘in fiction’; I know most of these are in fact in-jokes based on the mecha designers’ names.)

Starting with the titular Gundam frames, these are each designated ASW-G-XX, where XX is a number between 01 and 72 (or literally XX for Vidar). We have no canonical explanation for what ‘ASW’ means, but all other types of mobile suit have a similar letter string in their codes. I personally favour the idea it references the manufacturer, and that each frame family represents the work of a different group, but there’s nothing backing that up.

Interestingly, the mobile armours are *not* given identification codes. Given that they bear the same symbol as the Gundams on key components, however, we might suppose that using ASW-A or something like that would make sense, in a ‘underlining the obvious connection’ fashion. (Well, now I’ve said that, this might only apply to Hashmal and Harael; Ananel and Nemamiah look distinct enough to have come from different manufacturers.)

Valkyrja frames, meanwhile, follow a slightly more impenetrable logic:

V03-0907 Oltlinde

V04-0630 Waltraute

V07-0126 Sigrún

V08-1228 Grimgerde

We can presumably add V0_-0526 Helmwige, based on the V08Re-0526 Helmwige Reincar (AKA the Grimgerde in new clothes), although we don’t know what its prefix number is supposed to be.

Graze frame codes, by contrast, run thus:

EB-05s Schwalbe Graze

EB-06 Graze

EB-06j Graze Ground Type

EB-06N Graze Stachel

EB-06Q Graze Schild

EB-06r Graze Ritter

EB-06rs Graze Ritter Commander Type

EB-06s Graze Commander Type

EB-06t Graze Trainer Type

I don’t know if the capitalisation is meant to be meaningful. I would assume not since there’s nothing particularly special about the Stachel and Schild that would make them stand out from the pack (they’re basically different equipment sets on a standard Graze. The Schwalbe is the prototype for the frame, and is numbered straight on from the Geirail, EB-04. Currently, no model has been designated EB-07 but based on the above, we can assume it was the prototype for the Reginlaze.

The AEB-06L Hloekk Graze has a modified numbering convention, presumably because it is a modified Graze. But I’m not sure what to do with the EB-AX2 Graze Ein. It’s not really a custom (more on which later), nor does it have a proper place in this lineage, though design elements would be incorporated into the Reginlaze Julia. It’s just this weird outlier monster prototype thing.

Regardless, the two mainline Reginlaze variants follow the same schema as Grazes:

EB-08 Reginlaze

EB-08s Reginlaze Commander Type

Moving out of Gjallarhorn, the standard configuration for the Hexa frame has two versions,

IPP-0032 Gilda

IPP-0032S Gilda SAU

Which are basically the same thing with differing load-outs. We see IPP-0032 in the context of construction models hijacked for the purposes of insurrection, and the IPP-0032S fielded by the SAU military. Then we get:

IPP-18875 Enzo

IPP-66305 Hugo

The Hugo is the most prominent Hexa in IBO proper, since ‘suits of this type are used by the Dawn Horizon Corps and JPT Trust. An Enzo, meanwhile, shows up as Range’s first machine in IBO:Urdr Hunt - and I’m saying ‘an Enzo’ because while the descriptions implies it’s fairly rare/unique, the numbering suggests it’s a type rather than a custom model.

This assumption is based on the pattern that continues with the Rodi frames, where standard mass-production models have simple ‘letter string hyphen alphanumerical’ codes:

UGY-R38 Spinner Rodi

UGY-R41 Man Rodi

UGY-R41 Landman Rodi

UGY-R45 Garm Rodi

No code has been given for the Monkey Rodis used by 598′s human debris crew, though they appear to be another Man Rodi variant. Perhaps oddly, there is no distinction between Man and Landman Rodis. Most other equipment swaps see some update to the numbering, leaving this an oddity. Then again, why would Tekkadan have bothered registering them under a new classification when they redid the legs?

Then we have the Teiwaz/Io frame mobile suits:

STH-05 Hyakuren

STH-05R Rouei

STH-14s Hyakuri

STH-16 Shiden

STH-20 Hekija

All of this essentially leaves us with two ‘genres’ of base mobile suit IDs: mass production types that have a consistent form like (ABC)-(ABC123), and lines of unique ‘suits where each is identified individually: ASW-G-XX, V0X-(1234).

Conclusions? Not many, but I would propose the machine specific codes for the mass-production types (that is, say, Crank Zent’s particular Graze) might follow the Valkyrja form of ID in having an addition numerical string. There’s no obvious reason for the Valkyrjas to be numbered so precisely since the implication in various materials is that there’s only nine of them, but if it is in fact following common practice (Ahab reactor number, maybe?) we might infer a more precise machine code running ‘ EB-06-0505′ or ‘IPP-18875-7007′.

What we don’t have to infer is the convention for custom models based on mass-production ‘suits, which is usually to append a string including the letter ‘c’ to the end of the ID. Thus we have:

EB-06/tc Graze Custom

EB-06/tc2 Ryusei-Go

EB-06/tc3 Ryusei-Go (repaired)

STH-16/tc Shiden Custom (Ryusei-Go III/Riden-Go)

STH-16/tc2 Orga's Shiden (The King’s Throne)

EB-08jjc Reginlaze Julia

MPM02/AC Triaina

STH-05/AC Amida's Hyakuren

UGY-R41/H Hakuri Rodi

EB-06/T2C Regal Lily

STH-14/T2C Kallisto

UGY-R41/T2C Labrys

To take these in sets -- ‘tc’ obviously stands for ‘Tekkadan Custom’. We have one based on Crank’s Graze getting up to ‘tc3′ before being retired in favour of a customised Shiden, and the King’s Throne as the second Shdien custom commissioned for Tekkadan.

The Julia is a ‘Julieta Juris Custom’. Given this is something being produced by the R&D division, we could label it a prototype ala the Graze Ein, but since the Julia is decidedly built with Julieta in mind, custom is the better term.

I didn’t include the Triaina previously because we only ever see one of them and it’s labelled the same way as Amida’s Hyakuren (AC), which we know is ‘custom built’ in the sense of being a pseudo-prototype made with better materials. So this might be a case of a limited run rather than unique unit.

The Hakuri Rodis are scrap-heap Man Rodis with cobbled-together armour (literally Brewers’ cast-offs found in a debris zone). It’s not surprising they break the pattern.

Tanto Tempo’s customs (T2C) make a pattern of labelling by organisation. Descriptions confirm the Labrys are customised by Tanto Tempo, so they’re not a sub-type in their own right, just a made-to-order variant of the Landman Rodi. Curiously, the Kallisto suggests the existence of a STH-14 model as distinct from the STH-14s Hyakuri. Or the ‘s’ just got dropped when Gianmarco ripped off the backpack.

From all of this, we might therefore conclude that the EB-04jc4 Geirail Scharfrichter is also a custom model. Its profile describes it as a sister machine to the normal Geirail, but it being unique to the mercenary company Mossa employs feels more sensible than it being some kind of standard variant (honestly, I usually forget it even exists).

Finally, there’s the matter of customised Gundams. These don’t generally see an addition to the number codes when they are updated, which might reflect an expectation they will be reconfigured semi-regularly (Kimaris certainly came with a lot of optional extras and it’s Dantalion’s whole gimmick). But nevertheless, common practice appears to be to add extra words to the name:

ASW-G-08 Gundam Barbatos Lupus

ASW-G-08 Gundam Barbatos Lupus Rex

ASW-G-11 Gundam Gusion Rebake

ASW-G-11 Gundam Gusion Rebake Full City

ASW-G-29 Gundam Astaroth Rinascimento

Gundam Hajiroboshi Alector

ASW-G-47 Gundam Vual Yuhana

ASW-G-66 Gundam Kimaris Trooper

ASW-G-66 Gundam Kimaris Vidar

Going back to V08Re-0526 Helmwige Reincar, we see this applied here as well, so theoretically, were there another line of individually IDed mobile suits, the same thing would apply to that.

And there you have it. I have no idea why I thought this was something I should write about but I did.