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[firstwcman]

She has been laughing to herself for the past three or so minutes while looking at her phone - pay no mind.

[lilitophidian]

Ya'll simping over my unhinged, gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss Lilith. This isn't even her final form.

The kitchen is hot, and you will be forced to feed.

[jasmines-library]

I saw u did a batfam with a spider-reader and it made me decide how would the batfam be like with a felicia hardy/black cat reader or maybe another spider-reader with batfam could be nice!

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Note: Hey! So i actually have something fairly (?) similar with a Selina Kyle-esque reader but I know its not entirely the same so here you go! I don't really know a huge amount about Felicia Hardy so I had to do some research, but i hope this is okay!

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You're an intriguing character for them. Straight away, they have a keen interest in you. Not only because of your uncanny ability to sneak past them, but also because of your personality.

Your fineness would not only awe them, but also piss them off a little because they just couldn't keep up with you, or stop you after you burgle somewhere.

This would particularly mess with Damian who, with his short temper, would get very tired of your skillful game of cat and mouse. Or rather...cat and birds.

Dick and Jason would be particularly impressed by your acrobatics. Especially Dick, since they were on par with his own. He would find it rather fun to chase you, trying to predict your next move and ultimately being wrong.

Tim would spend his time analysing you.

His work would mostly take form in finding security footage of you and watching how you slunk around the streets, often disappearing for short amounts of time as you found the blind spots. He would try and figure you out to help figure out a way to help stop you.

The game of cat and mouse would go on for a little while. No one is able to figure out how you manage to slink away everytime. Until they figure out your ability to inflict people with bad luck, allowing you to slink away.

Things would take an interesting turn after this. Especially when they manage to catch you.

As soon as you get talking, you would click. And sharing tips and tricks would become common between the five of you.

They would teach you the best look out spots in the city, and you would teach them how to slink around unseen.

a sort of alliance.

An alliance that becomes a friendship.

and well.....i'll leave it up to you to decide where it goes from there ;)

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BATFAM TAGS

@hearts4robs @xxrougefangxx @hell-o-kittys @harleycao @batfamsstuff @alicedawitchbish @killxz @rosecentury @azure-drag0ness

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[firstwcman]

⛧ — How well do you know Lilith? @heavenslie said, Scarred for life after having to answer a question regarding your "Magic Stick"... Thanks for the nightmares, Mom. Love, Chava

OH.

Oh!!

[jasmines-library]

May i humbly request headcanons of Batfam w/ a sibling who's an artistic prodigy? Painting, drawing, music, instruments, singing/dancing, you name it she's a been born a master at it! Love your work! If it's limited to a certain amount of characters, perhaps just do Bruce, Dick, Jason, Tim & Damian but all family members are welcome!

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Note: Hello lovely! You most certainly can! This idea is super cute.

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Ever since you were little you had always had a knack for art.

It started when Dick and Tim used to lay sprawled out across the floor with you to scribble on pieces of paper.

As you grew, as did your love for drawing. Your drawings were incredible, making the boy's jaw drop in disbelief whenever you produced a new piece of work.

Your talent didn't just stop at drawing though.

You were also incredibly talented at painting too.

Various easels had been propped up around the house so you could paint the scenes out of the manors many windows.

If they had time to, your siblings liked to watch you paint, seeing the colours come to life on the canvas and morph into something incredible.

One time, you had even managed to get everyone together for long enough to paint a family portrait.

It took a long time, with everyone away and with Babs always working down in the cave, Damian and the others out on patrol shifts, it was hard to get everyone there all at once. But you made it work.

The portrait hung proudly above the fireplace.

Bruce liked to buy you things to use. Brushes, paints, pencils, you name it. You didn't even have to ask. He bought them for you.

Jason honestly wasn't sure how you managed to have time for anything with how busy you were.

Not only did you spend countless hours drawing or painting, you had also taught yourself to play countless instruments and could often be found listening to, writing or playing music.

Cass, whose room was just across from yours liked listening to it as it passed under the doors.

Sometimes she even found herself humming along to it.

Jason had tried to get you to teach him how to play guitar once, though he didn't quite have the nimbleness or the patience to stick with it.

Sometimes, they all found it hard to not be a little jealous of you.

you were so naturally good at everything you tried that it was frustrating.

You could just pick something up one day and the next it would be like you had been practicing it for weeks on end.

They admired your passion though. Seeing you busy yourself with things you enjoyed really made them happy.

So even if they were secretly envying you, at the end of the day they would always help you indulge in your passions.

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BATFAM TAGS

@aestheticdaisies @hearts4robs @xxrougefangxx @mamapucket @hell-o-kittys @harleycao @batfamsstuff

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[firstwcman]

There's a faint silver pulse in her eyes.

"Does it?"

...Oh. Oh...!

Oh.

ꕥ✧∘* "...But the breeding thing sounds kind of interesting though."

[firstwcman]

Chuckles.

[jasmines-library]

Could i request a spiderman theme reader but instead of her being spiderwoman shes actually black cat and how the batfam would react to her and peter communicating or how she comunicates with them in general so just loke qhat a felicia hardy/black cat reader in dc world would be like maybe she works alone and the only marvel character she works with is spider and no one else its up to you to decide once again if you do this request that you so so much!!

Hey! SO funny story; another anon requested something really similar which I did the other day here. I wanted to add a couple of bits which were a little different in your request however below :)

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PART ONE

I don't think that the boys would like peter at all.

not at first at least.

They'd be suspicious of him, and they wouldn't like it very much when you disappear for days at a time to see him or any other 'marvel characters'

though i think they would warm up to him. Especially if they had the chance to meet him and realise that he's also a vigilante; a hero fighting to help the people.

I think Tim would be particularly invested in his webs.

and Damian would be jealous of his relationship with you.

But once they get past that, I think that they would get along fairly well, mostly because of their similarities.

im sorry its so short, i didn't want to repeat everything from the one i did the other day. So make sure to go and check that one out for more.

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BATFAM TAGS

@hearts4robs @xxrougefangxx @hell-o-kittys @harleycao @batfamsstuff @alicedawitchbish @killxz @rosecentury @azure-drag0ness @noisymutantherelol @rhiodes

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[firstwcman]

That silly topic is making its way around the bend again..

[firstwcman]

"... Bleh?" !! "Bleh! Bleh bleh bleh bleeeehh??"

"Bleh-bleh! Bleh bleeeh!"

[jasmines-library]

Hiii!! Firstly, I love your writing and I hope you’re having a great day!! I was hoping to request a Winchester sibling fic where the reader is really comforted by physical touch but is really observant and receptive to the fact their brothers are emotionally constipated and touch starved so the reader has never really asked for it but then one day either just a bad day or bad hunt and the reader just asks the boys to hold them or one of them to sit in the back of the Impala with them? Thank you so so much and I hope you have a lovely day!! 🫶

So close, yet too far.

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Summary: You just really need a hug.

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: Touch Starved, character death mentioned, swearing

p.s. Sorry for the long wait! I've got exams at the moment so they're taking up a lot of my time.

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Life as a hunter was never still. You were constantly moving. Constantly looking over your shoulder. Constantly chasing what could be your last day on earth. And you wouldn’t ever have said you regretted it. No. In fact, you wouldn’t have changed it for the world. Hunting creatures and saving the world? It was all You couldn’t have imagined a better life…

But sometimes you found yourself wanting life to just slow down for a minute. It was so hectic and you just needed a breath. A hug. With such a busy life, there was no time for just spending quality time with your brothers. Or anyone for that matter. It was an endless cycle: Wake up. Research. Hunt. Drive. Sleep. There was no time for sitting on the couch and watching cheesy movies together. Nor was there any time for curling up together like you used to do when you were smaller. You found yourself yearning for it. For a hug or simply just a gentle arm around your shoulder. It used to bring you so much comfort. But times were tough with all that had happened recently. The three of you were even more on edge than ever before. 

Your brothers had always told you that you could ask them for anything. That you could tell them whatever you wanted… but this wasn’t just something you could ask them for. You had seen how they often shunned away from touch. From relationships. Having seen so much pain and having lost so many people…they struggled to allow themselves to let their guard down enough to enjoy a tender moment. Even with you. So no matter how much you yearned for it you could never bring yourself to push the want from your mind and into words. 

So when the hunt went worse than you could have imagined you kept quiet. 

Dean’s hand was right there; peeking out from the hem of his flannel. His fingers were bloody and calloused, scarred and covered in small cuts and yet his touch was still tender. You felt your own fingers itch to reach out and lace them between his. You wanted for him or Sam to wrap you up in their arms and hold you close. To squeeze your hand. Or a shoulder. But you knew that they had much more pressing matters to deal with that overshadowed “needy little sister”. 

You trailed behind them, dragging your feet ever so slightly to kick up the dirt and leave trails between the orange leaves. You did not look up at your brothers because you knew you would see Dean's set jaw and Sam’s pinched eyebrows as they too mourned the hunt. 

A small boy had been caught by a shtriga. He had been no older than 5 or 6 with these big, blue eyes that got impossibly wider as the creature stalked toward him. And his scream…it pierced through the air like a beam of light: clear as day yet providing no clarity. No safety like light should bring. Instead it was cold and filled with a gripping terror. 

The three of you had been too slow. No matter how hard you dragged your stubborn limbs you couldn’t get to him fast enough. So now you trudged along in silence. 

The sight of Baby did not, in fact, provide you with the relief you thought it would. Instead the gleaming of the bonnet against the moonlight just made your stomach churn. You knew that you would all try to bury the memory in a box, deep in the back of your mind. But it was never that easy. They tried hard, but you would hear them late at night. Dean hardly slept as he tried to drink his troubles away and Sam barely left his room. And then there was you who lay awake staring blankly at the ceiling as you wept softly, wrapping your arms around yourself to curl up in a ball. It didn’t bring the same comfort as theirs did, like it had done when you were small and naive when you crawled into their bed after a nightmare. When things weren’t so fucking complicated. 

Tears pricked in the corner of your eyes as you reached for the metal handle. You couldn’t do it. You couldn’t sit in silence to be left with your own thoughts. You couldn’t be alone. Not right now. 

“Sammy…”  Your voice was quiet. Hushed. Barely a whisper pushed out on cracked lips that trembled. 

Sam paused, his hand halfway between where he had been picking at the hem of his jeans and the handle of the passenger door. He lifted his head, humming softly in acknowledgement. 

“Sit with me… Please.”

“Of course.” His face melted and he moved in one swift movement. 

He slid in the backseat, leaning against the door frame and stretching out across the seats. He pulled you in to lean against his side, wrapping his arms around you. You lay your head on his shoulder, snuggling into his side. And began to weep. 

“Kiddo?” Sam asked gently. “What’s up?” His hands traced small circles on your arm.

Dean reached over the back of the seat with a concerned look, though part of it could be easily mistaken for fear. “It’s not your fault, Sweetheart-” He started.

“Just…hold me. Please.” You clung onto Sam, your other hand reaching out to settle atop of Dean’s. Their touch was comforting, yet you couldn’t help the wavering as you wept. “I don’t want to be alone right now.” 

And so they did. Sam nestled you further into his side, tucking your head beneath his chin and Dean clambered out of his seat to join the two of you in the back. He settled down on your other side, sandwiching you between the two of you. And they held you. They ran their fingers through your hair, held your hand and spoke to you. They held you tight and the three of you stayed close together, with no intention of moving any time soon.

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SPN TAGS:

@defonotashleyr

@aestheticdaisies

@xxrougefangxx

@hell-o-kittys

@inlovewhithafairytale

@harleycao

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[firstwcman]

Hm. ♫ ♪ ✧

[whorxology]

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Main masterlist

KEY * = Smut (R) = Requested Bold and Italicized means characters I enjoy writing for and will probably bump on my priority list if requested

❀ Luke Castellan

SFW Alphabet Restless Cabin Fun * (R)

❀ Percy Jackson (Logan Lerman)

SFW Alphabet (R) Red Handed (R)

Late update: 03/02/24 2:16 AM

[firstwcman]

" ♡♡♡♡ " Oh, they are heart-shaped. How in the underworld is she meant to eat them? She loves them!

@firstwcman made with extra love, my queen.

[sugarplumwritings]

Welcome ♰

Hello and Welcome to the blog. I do writing and Roleplay!

I write for Star Wars including other characters played by Hayden Christensen. Due to my schedule between work and everyday living, I will not be able to write for a ton of characters, forgive me for how simple this is going to be. but I will only be writing for...

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Anakin Skywalker ✮

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Obi-Wan Kenobi ✮

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Sam Monroe ✮

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Stephen Glass ✮

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Avoid sending rude ask to the blog regarding my writing style or any hate to Hayden Christensen's characters.

Avoid Star Wars debates, I honestly think everyone has their own opinion. And thus is fine.

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No homophobia, racism, transphobia, etc. Will be tolerated, just be kind in general. It's not hard to not be a douchebag.

When it comes to regarding Sam Monroe request, keep in mind the character is 16 years old based on the storyline. And I just don't feel comfortable putting Sam Monroe in the sexual spotlight despite it being present in the film.

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This is my carrd. I speak english and portuguese.

Art tag is noodle draws. I take requests for drawing gerard, i call them "Geequests." Here's the geequests post, the tag is #geequest. and I also have the reiquests (redrawing rei chiquita as Gee chiquite), this is the post and the tag is #reiquests. I also have a shitpost blog if you're into all that silly shit. This is the blog

this blog is mostly MCR and Gee content - note that in this blog we actually like Gee and their works and if you start being toxic over it, I'll block you

some bands/artists I like are: My Chemical Romance, Mindless Self Indulgence, Pierce The Veil, Evanescence, Green Day, Genitorturers, Destroy Boys, Paramore, Slipknot, BABYMETAL, Nurse With Wound, Utsu-P, MARETU, Kikuo, Circus-P and Crusher-P

You can draw fanart of my ocs, including NSFW (please check pinned in my kink blog so you know what i'm into and what are my limits), tag me if you ever draw fanart of my characters.

Please, be aware that despite being non binary and liking makeup and things like that, i still should be treated as male/masc alligned. I'm not a girl. I hate being called "femboy" and "twink" as well.

This blog is a safe zone for queer people, focusing on alternative transmasc and masc NB people

Don't interact with me if you're a terf or do gender segregation in your blog, if you're a zionist, if you believe mental illness and neurodiversity don't count as real disabled experiences, if you identify with any of those things, consider rethinking all of your life choices.

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