HAGAN™.

[hagantm]

⋙ HAGAN™ ; an independent portrayal of Tommy Hagan from Netflix’s ’ Stranger Things ’ . private / selective / headcanon-based / low-activity. rebooted nov. 2025. penned by hannah. 35+. gmt +2. ⋙ A STUDY IN ; bratty half-pint. the insecure bully. boomerang bigot. deliberate under-performance. sour outside, sad inside. why we can’t have nice things. rebellious spirit. moral myopia. love hungry. his own worst enemy. freudian excuse. returning big bad. hero antagonist. redemption equals . . . ???

⋙ PORTRAYAL NOTES ; anything post - season 2 is purely headcanon based , since the Duffers decided to just ignore Tommy's existence. my portrayal thus diverges from canon in a couple of ways. Tommy is a jock and a bully, but underneath all the douchebaggery actually has a heart of gold. shortly after the friendship with Steve collapses, Carol breaks up with him, too, sending Tommy into spiralling until he eventually ends up in juvie for a year. he returns to Hawkins High in January '86 to finish High School. just as he's about ready to leave that shitshow of a town behind, military quarantine hits Hawkins and he gets stuck. when and how he gets roped into the fight against Vecna is up for individual plotting . . .

⋙ VERY BRIEF RULES ; mutuals only. I only rp with people 21+. I don't use icons and prefer multi-para replies. the best way to start interactions is via meme, but I'm always up for plotting too. don't be a dick. let people enjoy their own blog in whatever way they want to. ⋙ HEAVILY AFFILIATED WITH ; @harringtontm ; @lorelodge ; @munsontm ; @hargrove

⋙ CAROL ; @cperkinstm ( exclusive )

⋙ LINKS ; carrd . timeline . memes . headcanons . post season 5 .

[hagantm]

previous post aside… what if I just cleared out the memes in my inbox, blank-slated the damn thing, and reblogged a fresh meme.

what if…

[hagantm]

4 months later…

sorry for the sudden disappearance act, folks. life has been . . . something over the past few weeks.

lost my job in February. started a lawsuit against my former employer. medical situation of my dad got worse. anxiety returned. on top of it all I got “diagnosed” with perimenopause at the ripe age of 38, which was great. so I’ve been spending the last four month getting everything back on track. it’s working!

not promising that I’ll be back on Tommy anytime soon, but I just wanted to leave a lil signal to let y’all know I’m alive and I’m sorry for just dipping out like that.

[hargrove]

“𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙮 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩. 𝙄'𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙮 𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙤𝙧, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩.”

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✘♚✘ the story of how one asshole can become the hero of his own nightmare.

“𝙄'𝙢 𝙣𝙤 𝙪𝙥𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙯𝙚𝙣, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙄'𝙢 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙪𝙥 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙚.”

[punchback]

sometimes people just need someone to believe in them, and then they can do amazing things. indie joyce byers, as loved by steph.

[hawkinsown]

the pulse under their feet hushed. low, insistent, like hawkins might remember what it had been and wanted to remind the two of their past. shadows stretched along the walls, teasing enough for steve's chest to draw tight with an old knot of guilt. nostalgia mixed with anger and survival accumulate together in a way that is difficult to untangle and easily becomes inadmissible.

he watches tommy, whose fingers remain wrapped around the crowbar, jaw set, eyes flickering between the floor and steve himself, who can't help but feel the old harrington reflex ignite–- steve harrington, the one who left when it got hard. he fights against it with a taut swallow, a dry laugh finding its way out. " look, i didn't exactly plan on being any ... hero back then, when ... " he holds off, unsure what tommy knows, voice clipped with the red embarrassment painted along his cheeks. " i did what i could with whatever the fuck was happening here. "

another tremor rumbled beneath them. the shadows shifted. steve's grip on the bat tightened reflexively, then eased. he hates being vague, but he's unsure how much he can give away at the moment. and he's surprised with tommy's candor as the next question is asked. " out of trouble? mostly. you know me, i love to keep it interesting. ❜ his eyes return to his old friend's. " but you showing up here ... doesn't exactly make me feel safer. " the bat rested against his shoulder with the admission, fingers drumming lightly against the wood. he appreciates the neutral ground, but from what's happened recently, he can't let his guard down too much.

❛ why are you here? really ? ❜ he challenges, half-curious. " there’s shit going on here, in hawkins. it’s not — it’s not what everyone’s saying it is. " the world beneath them groans again, the pulse beneath them insisting. his chest tightens, but he doesn't step back. he won't walk away this time, because he won’t admit it but he still feels a hurt for tommy, a guilt, that he can’t repair. and he doesn’t want to see his old friend get swallowed up in the bullshit that’s been storming around hawkins. that is, if it hasn’t already gotten to him. he watches tommy carefully with these words, then adds –- ❛ what do you know, tommy ? ❜

[hagantm]

HE WONDERED HOW MUCH HE'S MISSED . with Hawkins being ( or having been , at least ) the most boring shithole in the States , you'd think that nothing particularly exciting could have happened to either of them . just one more stupid party , just one more stupid fight , just one more stupid speeding ticket until one day , they'd all pack their bags and flee into different corners of the country , as far away as possible from this place . he watched Steve with a wary kind of concern for a moment ; that gut - feeling telling him that things had gone terribly wrong slowly spreading .

" it's just some abandoned store , nothing special about it . " Steve almost sounded as if he'd expected a drug deal to go on here . Tommy sure as shit wasn't the only one bored out of his mind , occasionally driving around aimlessly just for something to do . he could easily blame his being here on exactly that . and what else would he say anyways ? I hear voices and they called me here ? yeah , like that wasn't a one - way - ticket to the looney bin .

when Steve elaborated , however , he frowned . suppressing a chill running up his spine . the military's explanations for the rifts in the town and the sudden base slapped in the center of it all had always been flimsy at best , but people seemed content with not thinking about it too much . frankly , Tommy may have been too , were it not for all the other weird shit that had happened in the past year .

" what do I know ? the hell is this , some interrogation ? " he wanted to laugh it off but felt the laugh get stuck in his throat . a wry smile was all he managed . " I know jack shit , Steve . I know that a bunch of kids died last year and suddenly the town cracks open . I know that they brought in the big guns because something bad is happening here and they're lying about what it is . I know there's weird noises coming from those cracks and I know that the goddamn floor is trembling under us right now and you can feel it , too . " right ? he could feel it , too , it wasn't just Tommy finally going completely crazy . " I -- " he sighed . ran a hand through his hair . " I came out here because I thought I hear someone calling my name . alright ? just a midnight drive , I ended up here for some reason and then I thought I heard a voice . but there's nobody here and I obviously was wrong . "

[hellfirelives]

eyes roll at the attempt at an appeasement. unfortunately, he knew full well that Tommy was pissed about it. he might have been able to convince someone else. but Steve wasn't fooled even remotely by the 'genuinely curious' question. and yes, okay maybe Steve was nervous about the whole thing but who could blame him? going from one night stands and short lived flings to something that felt real... yeah he was currently shitting bricks about inviting Nancy to something like this. because it was personal. it was something the three of them had been doing for years.

"come on man, she was standing right there. i couldn't just be like 'no not you'." plus he was hoping that she'd make Nancy feel more comfortable in the long run. someone she knew among veritable strangers. "who cares, anyway. she'll probably get bored and leave." Barbara wasn't the one that he was worried about. crossing his arms over his chest in an attempt to calm himself, he can't help but chew at the inside of his cheek.

"it'll be fine. it's just one night."

[hagantm]

WHO COULD BLAME HIM ? Tommy could , obviously . gladly , too . dragging anyone else into the sacred space created by the three of them generally felt like blasphemy . . . to bring Nancy Wheeler , of all people , however -- he listened to Steve's feeble explanation with a snort and an eye - roll . " I mean , technically -- " technically , he could have told Barb exactly that and it'd be one less disturbance to the peace . probably wouldn't even have surprised her much . Tommy took another swig of beer .

the set - up for the little party wasn't particularly elaborate . a few palettes of beer , something a little stronger stashed away , some snacks and the stereo soon going on full blast . for the little trio , this had always been sufficient , but with more people intruding , it felt like too little and too much at the same time . leaning against the kitchen counter , he looked Steve over for a moment with a subtle mix of amusement and annoyance . " jesus christ , man . can you just relax ? she's already impressed enough to come over in the first place , stop shitting your pants over this . " and Tommy unceremoniously held out another beer to Steve .

[zoomingupthathill]

Max could recall looking at Tommy and loathing him. Everything he stood for -- He was popular, a bully... She heard about how he treated Nancy and Jonathan, but everything she was told -- Everything she thought she knew was debunked. All you had to do was spend some time with him. Maybe he changed? She wasn't sure, or maybe, just maybe... they didn't see him. Didn't understand him. Max was misunderstood often, so she could give him the benefit of the doubt. Even with the teasing, which she secretly enjoyed. Not that she would ever admit it.

"Maybe you should leave the easy targets alone. I can probably handle more than them." She shrugged. Being bullied , and picked on was something she was used to before Hawkins. So she didn't mind taking some for others. Not that, that was what he was doing. "I'm learning a new trick, this one is a bit harder than the last few." She defended. Watching as he took the twig from her hair. Cheeks turning a soft shade of red. "Seriously, i'll get it down." Max wasn't sure why, but she felt the need to defend herself. To make him see that she could do it, and impress him. Maybe it was because Billy never was? She needed someone to be.

"I never wore the one my mom got me when i was four, so they stopped buying them." She admitted, before rolling her eyes. "I've got plenty of scars. I could show you one on my knee-- it took forever to stitch." She smiled thinking about it. Before nodding. "Fine, to ease your worries, i'll let you drive me home. -- Who knew you cared about me so much?" Now she was teasing, a grin tugging at her lips.

[hagantm]

" OKAY , GOT IT . NEW TRICK , BANGED UP KNEE means we're gettin' you kneepads before a helmet , 'cause there's clearly nothing up in there worth protecting . " he gently flicked a finger against Max's forehead -- again , not meaning any of it . call it a love language of sorts ; those times when the bitching is meaner than the bite . funnily enough , misunderstandings were rarely the reason for people's opinions on Tommy . some people were simply worth being nice to , others weren't so lucky . speak to the latter category a lot and they'll most likely say he's a jerk beyond compare -- speak to the former , however . . .

turning to make his way towards the car , he shot a grin back at her , just as teasing ; a perfect match for her shithead attitude . " oh no , I don't care about you , I care about the well - being of this town . y'know , figured to keep everyone else safe you need to get off the street . " said the guy barely ever sticking to the speed limit himself .

the Alfa sat parked in the shade , all shiny and intact again — no more hint towards the damage it had previously suffered under Max left . lucky for her , really . the evened out coating was enough of a reason for Tommy to allow her within ten feet of the car again . “ so — heading home ? or are you meeting your boyfriend at the arcade ? ” now teasing her about that would never not be funny .

[hagantm]

I’m planning to be around tonight for some actual replies ( wohoo ! )

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[hargrove]

✘♚✘ There was a part of Billy that could never understand how Tommy made the decision to not only stay in Hawkins, but to devote his life to the little town. He knew that his best friend didn't have the happiest upbringing and had a whole slew of reasons to resent the place, yet there he was, acting as a civil servant to the place that could have screwed him up indefinitely. Though as much as Billy wanted to judge it, he knew it would he hypocritical. After all, though he moved halfway across the country to get away from it, he always kept one eye on the goings on of the seemingly sleepy Indiana town.

A laugh escaped Billy at Tommy's remark. "Plenty have tried, trust me," he answered with his trademarked cocky smirk. "LA's good. A hell of a lot better than this shit hole." The last remark earned him a stern glare from the waitress as she poured his coffee. He simply winked at her and turned back to Tommy. "Work keeps me busy, but damn I love that city. Surfing every morning, partying every night. You should come visit. I got a place right on the beach. The sunset from my living room is like nothing you've seen." Of course his place was a little ramshackle trailer, but he didn't lie about the view.

He took a sip of the coffee, savoring the warm liquid before he turned the questioning to the other. "What about you? I take it nothing's really changed here? Did you at least find yourself a girl?"

[hagantm]

FOR A GOOD WHILE , that very same question had kept Tommy up at night , too . why bother , when he could so vividly remember the countless days he'd spent plotting his escape ? he'd pictured himself driving down the freeway , the city sign of Hawkins growing smaller and fainter in the distance while whatever little he needed sat packed on the backseat of the Alfa and before him was nothing but endless possibilities . turns out all it took was a common threat to everyone in this shithole of a town and , like the goddamn guard dog he'd always been , he'd felt an inner pull to defend his turf . that pull , strangely enough , had never faded since .

" sure , yeah . the day Powell decides to pick up work again and I can have a day off . " he grinned against the rim of his own coffee cup . another year , roughly , til Powell would retire his ass to Florida . . . and Tommy's days off would become non - existent . " glad you're doing so great though . really . " a touch of amusement sat in the upticked corner of his lips , along with just as much sincere honesty .

before he could tackle the question that followed , the waitress chimed in , voice dripping with benign sarcasm . ' who are you kidding , sweetheart ? do you know how many girls would gladly put a ring on that finger ? ' Tommy offered an eye - roll and an amused " you know I'm still waiting for you to pop the question , Rosie . " back only to get a scoff while she disappeared off , back around the counter to a table to waiting customers . he chuckled . " well . . . as you can see , nothing here's changed . same scorching summer heat , same shitty diner food , same small - minded people , same single life . " Tommy shrugged . " what about you ? you got someone ? " someone , he says . keeping it open , testing the water here ; carefully , innocently .

[chaoshotline]

expertedly, she pours the glasses — a bit fuller than is deigned respectful, before snatching one glass from tommy. “ yes, to debauchery and bad pop songs. if i hear cyndi lauper again, i'll scream, ” she toasts, bringing the glass to her lip and rolling her eyes. bourbon burns the roof of her mouth and back of her throat, her green eyes watching as tommy takes his sip. for a second, she wonders, if he has something in store for the evening.

“ any goals for tonight? i saw... the california boy doing keg stands outside. ” a grin blooms on her lips, trying to remember mullet's name. something short like jimmy or bobbie... “ it's kind of embarassing how that's considered the height of fun and masculinity these days... you should join though. seems like something you'd do, ” she teases. from the outside, it might be seen as a friendly jab, or even flirting but usually this type of talk from veronica was slow acting poison. inherent rudeness for the sake of masking her insecurity while championing her arrogance, all wrapped in a cute little smile that makes her seem harmless as a butterfly. she liked to be above it all, cooler than the rest, but two bourbons later, all bets would be off. one time she offered people to take shots out of her belly button, another she done a kegstand on her own. jocks called her legendary for a week straight after, and her pride inflated to unprecedented levels — but never big enough to actually fill the ugly hole that hungered for something more.

[hagantm]

" THE HELL DO YOU MEAN ? you don't wanna listen to Lauper time after time ? " oh , that one might get him a kick in the shin and the shit - eating grin on his lips says he knows it , too . Tommy takes a preemptive step back but still raises his glass to toast back . the bourbon noticeably goes down his throat , warming his stomach immediately . it is a burn , but the good kind . the kind that tastes like money and bad decisions . especially after a glance at the decanter and the realization that the damn thing is full . . .

settling on the edge of the desk , he briefly looks back at the closed door , picturing the mess outside . the dumbasses around the keg ( Cali - boy not included , simply because he's different ) and the sufficiently drunk rest of the school scattered across the house -- the same image every weekend , no matter whose house they are in . the sole way to endure this , unfortunately , is to get ridiculously drunk . " alright . " he shifts his weight , familiar cheek blazing up in his green eyes . " I'll go be the height of masculinity if you go out there and be the height of femininity these days . so squeeze yourself between two football players on some couch and giggle at everything they say . " he curiously cants his head to the side with a smile , eyes fixed on Veronica as if he truly , silently dared her . truth is , he wants to do a keg stand just as much as he imagines she wants to be squished in between the biggest pussies at school . but where's the fun in going down without a fight ?

[hagantm]

that moment when your phone goes off with a random alarm that says “Feed Günther” and you need a second to remember you’ve made a sourdough starter . . .

anyways I’ll hopefully manage a few replies in a bit. bear with me.

[ohisms]

‪‪❤︎‬ ˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 & 𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋 !    (  a  collection  of  75+ kisses.   feel free to specify the initiating muse.   potentially mature content within.  UPDATED 02/25 !  )

finally kissing the person you’ve been pining for.

pulling them in for a kiss while showering together.

a kiss shared during a game  ( truth or dare,  spin the bottle,  etc ).

kissing your lover to show you forgive them.

a coy, chaste kiss meant to say thank you.

an intimate kiss full of relief the second you're finally alone.

wiping away your lover’s tears as you kiss them.

a kiss muffled by laughter in a library, hidden away among the shelves.

lazy kisses on the sofa while the television runs.

kisses while wrapping your legs around your lover.

a quick peck on the cheek as one party rushes off.

a kiss to prove you don’t have feelings for them.

a kiss to convince them not to leave bed in the morning.

a kiss to distract them from stitching a wound.

a parting kiss before one party goes away for a long time.

biting their lip amidst a kiss, drawing blood.

heated kisses while tugging on their hair.

abruptly kissing a stranger to scare off the people following you.

an emotional kiss bringing one party to tears.

a bruising kiss full of desperation and urgency.

distracting your lover from a task by kissing their neck.

standing on your tiptoes to kiss their forehead.

kissing down the column of your lover's neck, leaving marks.

a kiss while being reunited after a long time.

kissing your lover in a moment of sheer joy.

a dutiful kiss with no true feeling behind it.

kissing your lover to take away their pain.

colliding with a wall, then each other's lips.

a kiss placed over their freshly bandaged wound.

a kiss while slow dancing close and intimately.

sharing a spontaneous kiss with a stranger.

an abrupt ,  heated kiss during the middle of a fight.

a kiss motivated by a dare from a third party.

an adrenaline-fueled kiss while standing on the ledge of a rooftop.

kissing them to shut them up.

urgent, messy kisses as both parties scramble to undress.

a kiss to wake your lover up in the morning.

sharing a kiss in a heavy downpour of rain.

kissing your lover just above their waistband.

kissing your partner to seal a marriage.

pushing your love down onto the bed to worship their body with kisses.

a possessive kiss to stake a claim.

a kiss to resolve suppressed ( romantic / sexual ) tension.

a kiss attempting to convince the other party to stay.

kissing the top of their head as you hold them.

a risky kiss between forbidden lovers.

a kiss while hiding away from flashing cameras.

a kiss that means absolutely nothing.

kissing the swell of your lover's breast.

a kiss that leaves lipstick stains.

a kiss shared on a rooftop while the sun ( sets / rises ).

a flirtatious kiss on the back of the hand.

sensual kisses down the length of their back.

kissing them to confess your true feelings.

sneaking off to a public bathroom to make out.

a kiss to forgive one another after a fight.

a kiss on the forehead as the other sleeps.

an  ( accidental / mutually )  drunken kiss.

an unexpected kiss during a fake dating scheme.

kissing your partner after they've given you head.

caging your lover against a wall with your arms to kiss them.

a kiss after receiving good news.

an emotional kiss, relieved to find your lover alive.

crowded, heated kisses in the backseat of a car.

a tentative ,  exploratory kiss between friends.

a kiss shared between enemies during combat.

a kiss that smears blood everywhere.

kissing them even though you know you shouldn't.

kissing your lover after believing you’d lost them.

a kiss after a devastating event ,  meant to comfort.

a possessive kiss in front of a jealous third party.

kisses while pulling them into your lap.

a heated kiss while holding them by the throat.

kissing your lover under the night sky while stargazing.

a kiss to seal a promise that you just made.

kissing your lover lazily first thing in the morning.

holding your lover by the jaw to kiss them.

holding their face, kissing the tears from their cheeks.

a kiss to your lover’s stomach as you travel down their body.

an abrupt kiss that you melt into after a moment of hesitation.

sleepy ,  domestic morning kisses in the kitchen while making breakfast.

a rushed kiss before one party leaves for work.

a final kiss shared while holding your dying lover.

[hagantm]

what if I did something unusual for me and posted a post-series starter call . . .

[hagantm]

I haven’t been particularly active this weekend and might not be until Tuesday night so first of all: scusi for that, folks! I gotta try and get into the office tomorrow despite snow & ice warnings and I might be able to get a little writing done there, but no promises.

feel free to send in a few memes and kisses in the meantime though! zero need to be shy, I’d especially love to get some fun going with the mutuals I haven’t interacted with yet 🤍

[hagantm]

[hargrove]

✘♚✘ The instant sass that Billy was met with only widened his grin. "You wouldn't have even been able to pull the can out," he quipped in return. There was truth to it, seeing as how he was now trained to handle a wide variety of weapons being pointed at him. In reality, though, he just wanted to give his former best friend some shit. When Tommy's arms wrapped around him, he wasted no time in returning the hug, slapping the other on the back. "Fuck, it's been too long," he mused out loud.

When they broke the hug, Billy stood there a moment, simply taking the other in. It was hard to miss the new deputy badge on the uniform, but there was more that he found himself drawn to. The green eyes and freckles were just as prominent as ever, yet somehow Tommy filled out in all the right ways. His face was more angular and his stance suggested more muscle than he had in his teen years. One thing was certain, Billy found the man undeniably attractive. Though LA had helped him embrace that side of sexuality a little better, he had a feeling that Hawkins was still small minded, and kept things at a friendly level.

For now, anyway.

Without invitation, he slid onto the barstool next to the other's and caught the waitress's attention. "Coffee, black. Thanks, sweetheart," he said with a wink. Then he turned back to his companion and flicked the metallic badge lightly. "Moving up in the world, huh?"

[hagantm]

THERE WAS PLENTY TO NOTICE . how very little had changed when he looked into those electric blue eyes again -- and at the same time how much had changed when he looked at everything else . they both , apparently , had shed that last remainder of pubescent baby fat . a little leaner , a little more defined , definitely matured but not too much . there was muscle underneath his hands when he hugged Billy and the guy settling next to him definitely was a full - grown man now . . . but still carried that same old sense of audacity .

Tommy had to actively stop himself from simply staring too long . funnily enough , the academy in East Plainfield had helped him on his little discovery . after that , weekends away in Indianapolis if there was a specific itch only another guy could scratch . if he wanted to , he probably could find something hush - hush and somewhat exciting here in Hawkins , too , but why risk it ? officially , Tommy had been only dating girls here and there in those past years . cue Billy fucking Hargrove to make a mess of everything again . . .

" well , figured I couldn't go much further down , so -- " deputy in Hawkins sure didn't sound half as impressive as goddamn detective for the LAPD , but strangely enough , he quite liked the little niche he'd carved out for himself . it was the town , he figured . with everything that had happenend ( and so much of it still left and lingering ) he simply wanted to keep an eye on it . " good to see nobody's killed you yet . " the grin grew a little wider . " how's LA ? "