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Hermit
updated 2024/04/22 COD OC biz below. goofed the image resolution; will redo later.
Name: Avery C. Spence
Callsign: Hermit (formerly Yellowstone)
Age: 36
Gender: AFAB; non-binary
Sexuality: Declined
Pronouns: They/them, he/him
Description
Hermit is 5'10" (178 cm) and weighs ~160 lbs. (77 kg). They have slightly wider shoulders but an overall straighter silhouette they purposely style (as much as one can in uniform) to minimize any curvature. 
Their hair is naturally dark brown, and they keep it buzzed. It's a personal preference and out of practicality. Their eyes are a lighter shade of brown than their hair, and their eyebrows are thick. On the left side of their nose is an old piercing scar.
They have their fair share of scars, but the most prominent ones are on their hands. Their knuckles and palms are covered in old and newer scars. Due to their work, they have thick calluses on the webbing between their thumb and pointer fingers and their palms from handling weaponry and tools. They are self-conscious about their hands and refrain from touching people with their bare skin.
Out of uniform, they remain covered in all weather and temperatures and stick to neutral colors. Their civilian wardrobe consists of simpler pieces of varying thickness, baggier clothes, and nothing flashy. Since their head is shaved, they usually wear some kind of hat.
They are particular about sun exposure and religiously apply SPF. This goes hand-in-hand with their preference to cover up.
At work, they avoid jewelry. No rings or earrings. Nothing to get snagged or grabbed. 
They have the following tattoos and piercings:
A tape measure, left bicep
A scrimshaw knife, left forearm
Railroad spike on back of left forearm
Trebuchet, back of left arm, text that says SEND IT
Right ear helix piercing, wears a silver band when not working
Ear lobe piercings, never wears anything in them
Upbringing
Hermit hails from Bozeman, Montana. Their parents were park rangers at Yellowstone (their namesake), with their mother working the winter season and their father working summers. As such, Hermit spent the school year living in an apartment in Bozeman and summer break living in seasonal housing closer to the park.
With park rangers for parents, Hermit spent much of their youth outside. Their parents impressed upon them the importance of basic survival skills and a reverence for nature. Their traditional education was supplemented with long hours spent practicing said skills in all weather: starting fires, building emergency shelters, identifying plants, identifying and tracking animals, and setting traps. When they turned twelve, they started tagging along on hunting trips with their mother and uncle. Every year after that, they missed school at the start of every deer and elk season.
They were a decent student with a middling academic record. Their teachers regularly pushed them to participate in class more, to no avail. Socially reserved, they kept a small circle, something that’s remained true throughout their life.
Military recruiters were common visitors at their high school, and given their disinterest in formal academics and affinities for the outdoors and firearms, enlisting seemed a no-brainer. Convincing their parents was a different matter. In the end, they joined the Air Force.
Shortly after they joined, their mother developed early-onset Alzheimer’s.
Early Career
The early years of Hermit's military career were among the most social of their life. Despite being solitary and on the quieter side, they were noted for having a 'calming' effect on their comrades and for being 'easy to talk to'. In reality, despite never saying much or really anything at all, Hermit served as more of a soundboard and unwitting therapist to their comrades.
They were repeatedly assigned to the armory as soon as they were qualified. Their deep appreciation for weaponry and preference for working alone made it an easy decision. Not one to gripe about the long hours, usually the first to arrive and last to leave, they practically lived in every vault they worked in.
In their first few postings, they struggled with frequently encountering what they considered a complete disregard for rules. Sloppiness. Rudeness. These things could not stand. It earned them their first callsign, Yellowstone, not just for their upbringing but also for the dormant anger that erupted into magnificent displays. Their outbursts got them into more trouble than they'll admit.
Time and experience cooled Hermit’s anger, returning them to a more reticent nature. Eventually, folks started to refer to them as 'Hermit’ as they practically lived in the armory, and made a habit of disappearing whenever off duty or on leave.
They received an honorable discharge shortly after celebrating their twelfth year of service and moved back to Montana to help their father care for their ailing mother. Their mother passed away shortly after that, and they became estranged from their father.
Listless and unable to cope with civilian life, they looked for PMC work.
Chimera
Over the next five years, Hermit moved domestically and internationally several times, bouncing from PMC to PMC. They never gelled with the groups they ran with. Then, they met Nikolai while he was visiting the facilities of their last gig. Nik openly talked a lot of shit until he met Hermit and glimpsed the vault. They refused to allow him access because of the rules. However, Nik liked what he saw and took a shine to the quiet and surly armorer. Months later, Nik returned and, in a blatant disrespect for Hermit's current director, extended an offer to Hermit to join Chimera. It took Hermit a week to accept.
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thoughtkick · 3 months
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Your naked body should only belong to those who fall in love with your naked soul.
Charlie Chaplin in a letter to his daughter, Geraldine
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perfectfeelings · 6 months
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Your naked body should only belong to those who fall in love with your naked soul.
Charlie Chaplin in a letter to his daughter, Geraldine
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Part 4 and End of Alastor's bad day Alastor survived his fake date and will probably (not) think twice in the future before trying to one-up Lucifer on unknown projects. Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3
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greykolla-art · 3 months
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Circus devil and a taxidermy deer start a podcast together!
Or: my Hazbin hotel dreamcore au.😂
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kisses4kaia · 2 months
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mdni. 18+ content. another installment of this au.
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college!luke castellan doesn’t care about hickies.
of course, his frat brothers tease them relentlessly, but he does nothing to rebate the suggestions from most that they were from you. it wasn’t any secret that you and him had been fucking—casually, of course, he didn’t have time for relationships—for some time now, but it always left you a little jarred when he would be so open to the display of red bites left splayed on his neck.
“won’t they see?” you ask a bit dumbly after luke asks you to mark him through passionate kisses. rudely—your friends thought—he’d pulled you away from the dining hall with no explanation other than ‘needing you’.
“what?” he says, slightly breathless from kissing. the question had taken him aback because, had he not made it clear by now?
“won’t your friends see the… you know?” the sheepish tone in your voice elicits a deep chuckle from luke before he presses his lips against your neck, not hard enough to create hickies just yet, but not exactly gently either. “you want the truth, princess?” your eyebrows furrow a little dumbly but you nod with curiosity. “i think you love seeing ‘em on me, and you love when people know they’re from you,” he says. “and you know i don’t care if anyone sees. i know you know me better than that, don’t you, baby?” luke’s timbre is so low, so arousing and you can hardly keep the needy whimper in.
you just nod, no more doubt within you as you trail kisses down his scar, to his jaw, down to his neck and collarbone. the satisfied groans you elicit from him as you find that spot on his throat sends you in a daze almost immediately. his lips catch yours again before he flips the both of you over, settling on his knees in front of you.
luke’s mouth is everywhere, nibbing at the surface of your skin, laving his tongue over the fresh ache. his strong hands pulling your shorts and panties down in one go. “gonna mark you here,” he says, catching the plush flesh of your inner thigh between his teeth, sucking on the area and conjuring a livid stain on your skin.
he forges more and more red marks onto your skin before he finally puts his mouth on your neediest place. luke’s suctions his lips around your clit, forcing a choked gasp from you and a hand flying down onto his head. he groans against you as your back arches and your fingers tangle in his hair, tightening and tugging. he works hard, like he’s being paid to eat you out, but really, he knows he would pay to die between your thighs.
just as luke’s tongue pushes it’s way into your sopping hole, you feel that blissfully hot, white, sensation swim over and past you. your thighs are most likely suffocating luke, but he doesn’t seem to mind, or even notice really.
his tongue fucks you through your orgasm, and upon coming down from your high, luke’s head rises from your middle.
“we’re still casual, though?”
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the-ace-with-spades · 2 months
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So, I imagine that Soap is around 5'11, which is not short at all, even if it seems so if you look at the people he works with.
However, from his whole family, he is the tallest.
His da is 5'8, his brother is 5'9, his sisters are 5'2 and 5'3 and his mam is 5' nothing. To his family, Johnny is not only tall but also overgrown.
(This is also why entering the military was a shock to the system --- Soap was used to being pretty tall if not the tallest person around and then boom, he's smol)
The first time Soap takes Ghost to his family home, he is instantly named a giant. Literally, his mam when she sees him says something along the lines of 'and I thought my boy was a giant' and his da makes the typical joke of 'what does the army feed you?' and one of Soap's sister says she 'woulda climb him like a tree too if she had the chance' and his brother goes all 'was gonna give the fella a shovel talk but I think he's too big too bury by myself any case'. Soap is so embarrassed by them but Ghost is awkwardly shy anytime his height is pointed out.
On top of it, he tries to help Soap's mam in the kitchen (I like to think he likes to cook) and there is the comical image of her, standing there tiny at 5'0 and Ghost towering over her at 6'3 or 6'4 (Soap's not sure, Simon slouches often) and trailing behind her as she orders him around. There's literally a moment when she goes to grab herself a step ladder to reach something on the top shelf and Ghost just stretches his arm a bit and gets it for her. She might or might not ask if he can dust the cobwebs from the corners of the ceilings she can't reach herself. (Ghost dusts the cobwebs, duh, even if Johnny can't snicker at him enough).
Johnny's brother uses Ghost's height to make his kid eat his veggies, 'if you eat your veggies, you're going to grow as tall as him'. Ghost goes along with it.
The kids in general treat him like a walking jungle gym --- especially because he's not only tall but also strong enough to function as a walking jungle gym. One of Soap's nieces who used to love piggyback rides from him now insists Ghost has to be the one because he makes her feel taller than Soap does.
They're supposed to sleep in Soap's childhood bedroom and Soap's da brings in an ottoman and a couple of pillows so Ghost's feet 'don't stick out'. Soap laughs it off until he realizes that Ghost's feet would, in fact, stick out from his tiny double bed if he slept straightened out.
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hawkeyyee · 2 months
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oof same vaggie
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saturncodedstarlette · 2 months
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[Charlie set up a blind date for Y/N and… got Alastor]
Y/N, blinks in morse code to Charlie :
Alastor : Why are you blinking so much, my dear? ☺️
Y/N, visibly nervous : Oh— I just got something in my eyes, that’s all! (Charlie I swear to your grandfather above if you won’t come help me out right now—)
Alastor : Oh no, that won’t do! Here, let me help get it out 😇 *claws reaching out*
Y/N : Oh no— no need. But Thank you for the offer! (CHARLIE! GIRL HURRY UP! I DON’T WANNA DIE)
[Charlie finally shows up, wearing a butler suit with wine bottle in hand]
Charlie : Good evening, you lovebirds! Do you fancy more wine? OK let me pour it for you!
Alastor : Thank you, Charlie. Might I add the meals are delicious, not what I usually would have, but it never harms anyone to try something new! Isn’t that right, my dear?
Y/N : Uh— yes, yes of course!
Charlie, blinking in morse code to you : (Is everything okay? Do you want to back out?)
Y/N, blinks back : (I think I’m fine for now, maybe it’ll turn out better than the last date)
Alastor, unaware (or he is) : My, you two seems to have some eye problems. Shall I take a closer look after dinner?
Charlie & Y/N, in unison : No, thank you!
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chubs-deuce · 3 months
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I don't have specifically valentine's day art or anything but I made this today :3
look I love me a good corruption arc for this ship as much as the next guy esp bc it's more in-character for them, but the few stories that take a sillier, more light-hearted approach are a nice sugary treat too from time to time
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haljathefangirlcat · 3 months
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Charlie + picking up and twirling her badass spear-wielding former Exorcist gf
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liulith · 2 months
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theoldkyokodied · 4 months
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posting all my genderbent sunny (mostly toxic yuri macden) art at once like i'm known to do tehee :) ft Charlie in a little mini comic where mac and den try to give her a make-over for a scheme, based on a conversation i had with my friend kath, who is THE person i'd trust most with writing an actual iasip episode btw.
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perfectfeelings · 10 months
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Your naked body should only belong to those who fall in love with your naked soul.
Charlie Chaplin in a letter to his daughter, Geraldine
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wazzi2ya · 20 days
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Alastor: *Starts coughing uncontrollably*
Charlie: Oh gosh, Al! Are you alright? Do you need CPR?! Oh shit, oh shit, what do I do—
Alastor: *Chokes, then spits out a huge white feather*
Charlie: ...
Alastor: ...
Charlie: ...Is that—
Alastor, panicking: I ATE A SEAGULL.
*Later at the bar*
Husk, who saw everything: So, you like the beach?
Lucifer: Oh, yeah. Why?
Husk: No reason in particular.
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thehopefulquotes · 1 month
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Your naked body should only belong to those who fall in love with your naked soul.
Charlie Chaplin in a letter to his daughter, Geraldine
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