#billy is connor's dad au

[corvidae-corvus]

Every night I go to bed thinking about Captain Marvel is Connor's dad au fanfic.

[helps-the-writing-brain-go]

A universe where Superman and Connor act like genuine father and son should meet Dad! Marvel and Connor actually :)

Bonus if that Superman knows their own universe's Captain Marvel is a child and is discretely trying to ask if this one is too. Hsjsbflaal.

[weepingfishturtledragon]

Captain Marvel Adopts Superboy AU

I've been seeing more Connor and Dad Captain Marvel content and I want to add. I imagine it being Connor's first birthday and Captain Marvel wanting to throw the best birthday party ever! He talked to the Gods and got a full day in the gardens on Mount Olympus, he decorated, invited the entire Young Justice League, made the perfect cake himself, and got him a powerful artifact as his gift or maybe Conner's signature leather jacket with a lightning bolt stitched on the back! It was amazing and really fun but at the end of the day I see Captain Marvel becoming emotional about how fast Connor and everyone is growing up and crying a lot little.

[kenandeliza]

COMIC IDEAS MASTERLIST: ALWAYS UPDATING

For the about me section: here is the post

Ideas that have not been made into comics so far.... (a reminder for KD to actually draw them instead of being a lazy bum)

Fawcett citizens think that marvel has bad eyesight because he squints a lot, Marvel is confused. When they put on glasses on him, his dot eyes opens. This confuses marvel and the citizens even more (explanation: he does his out of instinct from seeing his dad with squinty eyes) based on mutual's post

Reconcilliation: Mary and Billy vs Kit and Freddy

Guardian Angel

CM signing Freddy's Baseball bat

Billy in an electric chair

Bio dad bruce wayne

Silly caller

Crutches

Freddy Freeman Meets Freddy Fazbear

Freddy accidentally made a gang

A comic about Captain Marvel being oblivious about the women who's flirting with him, this caused Junior to talk out of his ass "He's still mourning you idiots!", this made people believe that the wife has passwed away and captain marvel hasn't moved on yet, this can lead to a misunderstanding with Black Canary with counseling marvel [Marvel is talking about his mom and how he misses her but BC thought he was talking about his wife]. Mary proceeds to slap Jr because of his impulsiveness

What If the suspendium didn't happen? :The Marvel Family grows up normally, starts with young child reading a book to a grandpa

Billy gets cancelled

Captain Marvel snoring like a dad and Billy snoring (honk mimimimi) based on this post

Mary teaching Billy about Table Manners before meeting her adoptive mother

Mary being invited on the Wayne Gala, Billy and Freddy shenanigans ensued (they thought the wayne kid is hitting on their sister)

Mary Blackmailing Marvel to wear a tiger onesie

Young Justice meets CMJ

Crack comic: Billy Boasting over Superman because he got to join the army as Captain Marvel once but Supes didnt just because of an eye exam failure

Kid Eternity's Birthday

[Needs polish] A scenario after Batman adopted Billy, Billy told Freddy and Mary about it, Freddy has a flashback where he got adopted by rich parents and the snobby high school experience back in Captain Marvel Jr , probably ends with Junior confronting Batman to not send Billy to a hoity toity rich private school

The Marvel Family and how they handle publicity

Freddy picking up Billy's swearing habits "Holey Moley" (continues where the publicity comic ends)

Billy and his Caprisun

Billy and Freddy had a fall out but everyone else interpreted it as Junior undergoing teenage rebellion and proceeded to give the captain parenting advices [Pre Teen Parent Billy]

Post suspendium Billy in the modern DC world shenanigans (1950s boy meets 2000s)

Fawcett Toon Headcanon

Celebrity AU : Billy would post a banger song by accident online (not with his real name of course) and would later monetize it

Movie billy meets Golden Age Comic Billy/Movie Freddy meets Golden Age comic Freddy

The many hairstyles of Freddy Freeman

What if Bruce Wayne is Captain Marvel

The crooks that the Marvel Family caught discuss about how they got caught

Big Brother Billy Batson

Courtney x Billy Batson scenario

Fawcett city newsboys

Billy adopts a baby

A supersons Oneshot Comic

Premise: Jon and Damian wanted to see the new Fredbear's pizzeria Movie but the clerk said they're too young to enter. With Jon being 10 and Damian not looking like his age (13).

many shenanigans ensued as they attempt to enter the movie theatre before a new villain who can bring horror movie characters to life appears!

Can the two save the theatre when they're facing against slashers, Chainsaw killers, and a Horror-knockoff of Superman?!

A livewire vs Captain Marvel Comic

Connor had a nightmare where Jon had a zoomer haircut when he grows up

[suzukiblu]

In the Billy adopting Connor au I can not wait for Superman to have the realization that actually, this person who is not yet even a legal adult is taking care of this person who was made from Clark's dna and treating him like a person with thoughts and opinions outside of whatever he was "made for", and I want him to feel very very bad about himself. I also want Bruce to find out too but for comedy reasons not sadism reasons. Do you think Bruce could appreciate Billy's style though? (1 of 2)

(pt 2 of 2) As one "see a kid and immediately get the urge to become a dad" urge haver to another?

In a reality where he did his homework a little more thoroughly, Bruce would be taking in both a magic!son and a clone!son right now with SUCH EXASPERATION at Clark. FINE, CLARK, I GUESS I'M A FATHER OF THREE NOW AND THAT'S YOUR FAULT.

Clark: I mean there are other options than adopting two more children without--

Bruce: No I'm gonna.

[thedevilrisen]

Oh your so kind!!! Love to hear all about the new AU?!?!?!

So here it goes, my random thoughts for this wet friday night;

I love seeing these clips of Sid interacting with the kids in his hockey school etc. Especially when the children seem to always call him 'Sidney Crosby' using his full name. 🫠 I might have watched one clip a few too many times

I'm loving the looks EK gives his Captain. The man loves him.

Ben Hunt always plays good for QLD but yet sucks hard when he plays for my club team the Dragons. Who I am scared may be battling the tigers for the spoon

Why doesn't McDonalds mcflurry the ice cream anymore? This M&M mcflurry is disappointing and shoulda gotten a sundae.

I want to believe Nova has some habits that drive Sid absolutely crazy. Makeup scattered over the bathroom counter, shoes never in their place in her room or near the door. They are always left until the dinner table. If she borrows his car she doesn't turn down the music when she gets out so when he goes to turn on the engine he's blasted with some loud tune.

Last Nova thought I had from earlier in the week, Sid spying a nice little mark on her neck/collarbone area left by her pretty boy friend Luke 👀

Okay that might be it. Probs not because I'm a chatterbox. Sorry its alot just blurting all that out. Don't have to reply to this word vomit.

Please share your random thoughts 💛

ps. You survived the week of exams etc. That's a huge achievement. You should be so proud. Now hopefully you can relax and have a stress free night hopefully

-🐨

EK wants some of that. Bet he wants to squish Sid’s little giggling face. 🫣

Would it be wrong of me to say he ha a purpose to play for in QLD 😂. Also, Billy Slater as a coach is pretty great, I was listening to a podcast on him and it’s so interesting!

They are flat chat getting the fucking machine working as is! Anything with casein in it makes me so sick so I stay away from all that dairy stuff! KFC and Red Rooster are better.

I bet you she does. When she crochets, random bits of wool left lying around. Shoes next to the shoe rack instead of on it. When she unloads the dishwasher putting the forks in the knife section of the drawer. He 100% got in the car one day and the chorus of beautiful things was playing and his ears died.

She is wearing Luke’s shirt too, and it’s to large in the neck and all he sees is this purple mark and he basically tackles her to get a closer look and gives her the most ‘you let him do this, I’m going to kill him’ look.

Please, talk all you want I love it! Honestly my thoughts, I have a few.

Scottlin plays the electric guitar which annoys the crap out of most but Luke loves it and so does Connor. Connor makes sure to go to all her bands gigs!

Nova is big into pranks, because of Flower. So when she gets a text from him saying ‘$400 if you take the wheels of your dads car’ she just obviously says yes!

what else you got for me tonight! 🖤💛

[artistcaptainbendy]

Here’s the beloved curt Connors for @tornrose24 Spiderman au, as a fan of him and he’s lizard side, I had the task to make my our version of the man himself. He’s the ‘’ I'm everyone’s dad’’ dad and is with his lovely wife and son Martha and Billy. I made his lizard form based off a bearded dragon (get it? Because he has a beard haha..ok) 

This version of Otto and peter belongs to rose  

[kittyphoenix12-xx]

Byergrove Dear Evan Hansen AU

- Jonathan = Evan, Billy = Connor

- Nancy would be a mix of Alana/Zoe, i.e., ‘love interest’ (but also not because it’s byergrove lmao),,,,

- The Wheelers and Hargrove-Mayfields are related. Neil and Karen are brother/sister (this is for the Jonathan/billy confrontation cuz I will not make Jonathan have a crush on Max)

- Max would be Zoe but without the love interest angle. She’s still Billy’s stepsister.

- Steve is Jared and Eddie is Miguel

- This can lead to onesided Jonathan/Steve, past mungrove and future steddie because y not

- Any who

- Jonathan is struggling. His mum, Joyce, had a breakdown last year after his little brother Will was kidnapped/taken by his piece of shit of a dad. His mum, trying to get better, puts them all in therapy (individual)

- His arm is in a cast from trying to kill himself falling out of a tree.

- Dear Jonathan Byers, // This year will be better. I promise. You’re brother is safe, Steve is coming back from Europe and will hang out with you again, and maybe you’ll finally talk to Nancy Wheeler. // Sincerely, Me.

- Note: this is written on the backs of photos Jonathan takes. Instead of just writing letters to himself, his therapist told him to take photos of things that make him happy. (these include some kinda creepy photos of Nancy *important*)

- Steve meets him at school and makes that joke he makes every day. (At least Jonathan hopes it’s a joke, because if his only friend is hanging out with him so his parents will pay for his car then… then… he’ll what? Try to kill himself? Loser)

- Billy is angry. his dad had been real rough last night, left an obvious bruise and made it so he couldn’t do his homework. His teacher had just accused him of being a no-good-high-school-dropout and he was storming out down the corridor, breathing heavily, seeing red and all that shit.

- He slams into Jonathan and before he can say anything, Steve is getting up in his face, calling him an asshole and what not.

- “Steve, it was an accident!” “Yeah, Harrington, didn’t mean to push your boyfriend.” “HE’S NOT MY BOYFRIEND!”

- Note: Steve has internalised homophobia and is, in fact, having a gay panic after he came back from Europe.

- Jonathan flinches at the tone. He knows Steve doesn’t mean it like that, really he does, but he can remember when he was thirteen, admitting in hushed tones that maybe he wanted to kiss a boy. He remembers Steve harsh swallowing and the slamming of a door and the hissed queer that followed. Steve had come back the next day, he always did, but he didn’t apologise, and Jonathan didn’t forget.

- Billy walks off and Nancy Wheeler helps Jonathan off the ground. “Sorry about him,” she says, “He’s having a temper tantrum.” Jonthan feels himself turn red as he takes her hand. He almost forgets to let go.

- He lets go.

- In the computer room, he’s printing off his letter when Billy walks in. They stare at each other awkwardly. “You broke your arm?” “Yeah…” “Can I sign the cast?” “…Sure…”

- Billy sees the pictures Jonathan has taken and Jonathan sees his eyes widen and cant even explain himself before Billy is pinning him to wall, holding them to his face.

- “What the fuck is this?” “I – uh…” “You fucking creep. Why are you taking photos of my cousin?” “Wait!”

- Billy leaves without a backwards glance. The photos lay at Jonathan’s feet, but he realises Billy took the letter with him…

- Sometime later etc etc

- Jonathan goes out for a walk. His mum was in an anxious state, flitting around Will like a nervous butterfly. Jonathan felt suffocated and it wasn’t even him. He needed to get out.

- He goes to the nearby park. He knows Eddie Munson hangs around there at this time, but he cant see the dealer around. But he does see Billy Hargrove’s blue Camaro.

- The car lights are on, but he can’t see anything. Feeling oddly brave, Jonathan goes to check the windows only to find Billy unconscious inside…

- His letter is on the passenger seat.

To be continued because I’m tried rn

[twilightdruig]

help?

pairing : george weasley x fem!reader

summary : “hi i’m your neighbor and while i know we’ve never spoken but you’re a single parent of two and my sister recently died leaving me to raise her infant and i have no idea what i’m doing, help?” au

warnings : swearing , mentions of character deaths , fluff , au where george lives alone with his two children in a cottage near the burrow , au where fred and cedric live.

words : 2.6k

a/n : this is my first fic so it’s probably gonna be shit (as you can probably tell i’m not good with titles either) but yeah hope you enjoy :> and i might do a little part 2 on this soon

holly l/n was loved by multiple. a sweet hufflepuff student who was favored by all the teachers and students. her sister, y/n was a scary and intimidating gryffindor who hung out in the library.

ever since the battle of hogwarts death eaters have been imprisoned in azkaban. but, that didn’t mean all harm was gone.

now here y/n l/n was, standing in the heat of the summer, her nephew connor l/n mourning the death of a family member.

the service was beautiful. a few hogwarts students came including luna lovegood and neville longbottom and professor sprout and professor flitwick decided to pay their respects. headmistress mcgonagall sent her condolences through a letter as well.

conner wasn’t old enough to go to hogwarts yet. there was no one else for holly to leave connor with. her husband, ronan died during the war, all connor’s grandparents died and the only appointed godparents were holly’s best friend cedric diggory and her sister y/n.

cedric diggory was now teaching first year flying at hogwarts and is married to cho chang.

y/n was currently doing nothing with her life. she wanted to live alone in a cottage, reading, stitching, picking apples and getting drunk on fruity cocktails. but now? she had to take care of her sister’s spoiled son.

y/n hated children more than she hated the people in her own hogwarts house. more so, she didn’t know how to take care of them.

she had to enroll her nephew in hogwarts, teach him basic life skills and other stuff like that. there goes her life goal on being that cool stoner aunt that hates love and children.

—

“shit, connor!” y/n exclaimed as her 3 year old nephew accidentally ate a ton tongue toffee made by the joke shop in diagon alley owned by the weasleys.

“sorry aunty y/n”

she was never close to the weasleys. all of them, stereotypical gryffindors, loud and chaotic and always the main characters.

the only thing she knew about them is that one of the twins live next to her. y/n didn’t know how to shrink his tongue and thought it was quite the convenience that he lives next door. he was a single dad with two daughters, maybe he could help her control her nephew and technically her adopted son, now.

she sighed. “put on your coat, we’re visiting our neighbors, ok con?” the little boy nodded in response

—

went the small cottage came into view, there were two little girls picking flowers on the front yard and a tall red-headed man on the porch watching them.

“hey! weasley!” she yelled with a small smile as she approached the small gate.

“l/n? what are you doing here?” george asked

y/n gestured to her nephew who was holding his now 3 foot long tongue. “he accidentally ate one of your products and i’m not entirely sure how to fix it”

“right, right” he laughed “come on, connor right? i’ll reverse that”

y/n felt a tug at her oversized cardigan. she looked down to see two identical ginger twins.

“hi there!” one smiled.

“hello!” y/n tried to sound as nice as possible. looking back at her teenage years she remembered laughing at kids who fell of their brooms their brooms when she’d watch first year flying. she remembered laughing at seamus finnigan when something blew up in his face. or when she’d laugh at any kid accidentally getting hurt.

“these are for you! they’re pretty just like you” the other twin exclaimed.

“i’m charlotte and she’s billie” charlotte giggled.

“how do u know our daddy?” billie asked

“oh! um, we went to school together and i live just next door” y/n replied

“do you know our uncle freddie?”

“i know all your uncles and your aunt ginny, aunt hermione and uncle harry. they were all famous when we were in school”

“wow!” they both exclaimed

george and connor came back out. “look aunty y/n! my tongue’s normal again!”

“aunty?” george questioned. “holly. she died quite recently.”

“oh! i’m so sorry. i heard about her. yeah. i believe mum sent some flowers for the service”

“yeah we received them”

“i’ll see you around?” george inquired

“yeah, yeah. and i might need some parenting advice? you knew how i was back at hogwarts”

“i am flattered, dear l/n”

“oh hush. and they get along.” she pointed to the three children running around.

“they do. and yes, i would love to help you tame that little rascal” george laughed.

“thank you, george. really.”

“i’m just next door, yeah?”

“yeah” y/n smiled “come on, connor. we’re going home. but we’ll definitely be seeing these lovely ladies soon.”

“bye pretty lady!” y/n heard two young voices call after her

“daddy, who was she?”

“is she gonna be our new mommy?”

—

george and y/n had been hanging out for the past weeks. he had given her advice on taking care of connor and how to deal with children. they also spent time talking about family and their time back at hogwarts. she was told about the attack of death eaters at one of his brothers’ wedding and how his daughters were named after his brothers bill and charlie.

a knock at y/n’s door interrupted her reading.

“oi, l/n!” she heard a familiar voice on the other side of the door.

“weasley” she muttered.

connor recognized george’s voice and the twins’ giggles, he decided he would take matters into his own little hands. connor knew how stubborn his aunt was at the young age of seven.

“hi billie! hi charlotte! hi uncle george!” the little boy squealed.

“hey there, con!” george ruffled his hair while billie and charlotte ran over to y/n.

connor and the twins were two years apart. connor was going to hogwarts the next year. no doubt would he be trouble to professor mcgonagall but everyone knew they were always her favorites.

“aunty y/n! uncle george brought cookies!” connor yelled excitedly. y/n was never the type to bake or cook. she did try to but it always ended in almost burning the house down. she usually fed connor fruits or store bought food.

“you didn’t have to” y/n responded while taking the plastic box.

“oh yes i did” he teased “i heard you’ve been starving this poor little fellow”

“daddy didn’t bake those cookies” charlotte stated “grandma did” billie continued

“oh” she smirked at george then turned to the twins “tell your grandma i say thanks!”

“uncle george! i wanna show you something outside! the twins can come too!”

“connor, what are you gonna show them?” y/n grumbled.

“your paintings! they’re amazing” her nephew jumped.

“paintings, eh?” george smiled “okay, let’s go, champ. see those paintings of your aunt.” the two scurried outside, two redheaded girls following after.

y/n groaned and fell back into the couch, finishing her book.

—

it’s been a few days since george and the twins came with cooking to y/n and connor’s cottage. she wanted to throw connor a little surprise birthday party.

connor has loved the twins and george so much, he thinks of them as blood relatives. y/n decided to call up cedric and cho to look after connor while she’d do some errands.

the two arrived exactly on time as y/n was preparing to go out. she had on a simple cardigan and loose denim pants.

“ced! cho! hi, how are you guys?” y/n greeted as she saw her old friends apparate into the cottage.

“hi y/n!” cho greeted “hey nerd” cedric snickered.

she sent cedric a small glare before connor jumped at the two.

“uncle ceddy! aunty cho! you’re here” he shouted.

“yeah buddy! your aunt’s gonna run some errands and visit your uncle georgie?” cedric winked at y/n. she had been owling cedric about george and how he’s been helping her with connor.

“are you going out with uncle george?” connor asked, eyes twinkling.

“i don’t know, actually. i might check him out next door.”

“george weasley?” cho teased.

“yes, cho,” y/n rolled her eyes “but on that note, i have to go”

“bye, connor! behave okay?” she crouched down and squished his cheeks.

“bye, ced! cho!” her voice faded when she dashed out the door.

—

y/n passed george’s cottage to see if he actually might want to come with her and do errands.

she was standing outside the small gate, hesitating. ‘maybe he was busy’ ‘he wouldn’t want to do errands with me’ ‘maybe he would if i told him it was for connor’s birthday’ she thought. y/n didn’t know why she was overthinking her choices. the first time she was standing right outside the gate she bursted in and demanded george to fix whatever happened to her nephew. now, she was nervous. her palms were sweaty and clammy.

she pushed herself in and walked to the front porch. she knocked a few times and was met with a head of messy brown hair.

“hermione?!” she squealed

“y/n!” hermione jumped to hug her old friend.

there were overlapping voices in the background and when they pulled away she was met with multiple mops of ginger hair, a head of blonde hair and another with black hair behind hermione.

“l/n?” ginny weasley asked, quite shocked what she would be doing outside george’s door.

“oh! did i interrupt something? i am so sorry!” she said feeling a bit nervous.

“oh! you must be the dearest y/n george keeps talking about!” an old woman she thought was mrs. weasley approached her from behind her children.

“hi there!” y/n said feeling a little embarrassed she might’ve barged in on a family reunion.

“ah! l/n? i have heard of your family! muggle-borns right?” arthur weasley joined his wife.

“uh, yeah!” she pursed her lips “i am so so sorry i interrupted! i should go. tell george i’ll swing by next time”

“oh it’s absolutely alright, dear” molly reassured her.

“george! there’s a really pretty girl! get your arse out here!” fred yelled to george who was probably inside the house.

“is she here?” charlotte and billie ran to the door.

“hi girls! tell you dad i was here yeah? say i’ll come by next time” most of the weasleys came back in. she took it as her time to go on with her day.

“oi! y/n! wait up” the voice she recognized as george’s called after her.

“george, hey”

“where’r you off to?” george pointed to the small bag that was swung over her shoulder.

“errands. connor’s birthday is coming up so i thought i’d prepare something for him. first birthday without his mum, you know”

“his birthday’s coming up?” george looked as excited as a child on christmas morning.

“yeah. why?” she smiled

“you’re talking to one of the best party planners there is. you also did talk to another one of them… i think”

“fred?”

“oh yeah”

“i wanted to ask if you wanted to come but seeing as to your family is in your house… i’m gonna take a wild guess and say you aren’t available right now” she giggled.

“maybe if you went another day” he said sympathetically. george really wanted to go and prepare connor’s party with her. he treated him like his own and boy did he remind him of how fun it was to be a kid. he loved his aunt so much it was adorable.

“george. seriously, it’s okay. spend time with your family” she laughed.

“yeah, yeah. i’ll see you when you get back” he waved.

—

connor’s small birthday gathering was in full swing. y/n became acquainted with george’s siblings. bill, charlie, percy (whom she was actually friends with back in hogwarts), fred, ron and ginny. hermione was a very good friend of hers and so was harry. she recognized fleur from that day in the cottage as beauxbatons triwizard champion.

connor had quite a bunch of guests for his birthday. cedric, cho, luna, neville, fred, percy, ron, harry, hermione, bill and fleur and their little victorie. of course, billie and charlotte helped george and y/n fix up the party. mr. and mrs. weasley sent a small cake for connor when they heard about y/n not knowing asingle thing about cooking.

fred offered to take care of the twins and connor while george and y/n ran off somewhere. the two found themselves near a small creek. y/n explained how the cottage was where she’d go off exploring and the only person who knew was holly. she was overjoyed when her sister got the cottage she used as a hideaway.

george was surprised when there were lights and blankets and everything. the soft sounds of running water was calming.

the two were pretty intoxicated when they sat down; stumbled onto the picnic blanket. y/n was sober enough to not spill her deepest darkest secrets. george on the other hand…

“have i ever told you how pretty you are?” george mumbled next to her. y/n only snickered and blushed.

“um, can i hold your hand?” he continued, taking a look at the girl next to him.

“sure” she winked.

“you know” he started again “i actually fancied you a bit back in school”

“yeah?” she rolled over to her side “i wonder… what did you like about me?”

“i don’t even know. my heart just felt so full with you. still does, right now, holding your hand, under the stars by a stream.” he had this glint in his eye when he looks at her.

“hey,” she brushed some hair out of his face “these past few months have been great. and you’re a huge help with connor. you know i’ll always be there for you, right?”

“yeah darling,” he yawned “yeah”

“wait, george!” she sat up “no. don’t fall asleep!”

“fuck” she groaned before falling back down on the blanket.

“i think i love you” she whispered.

—

morning rolled around and they were still lying somewhere in the forest behind the cottage. some childish chatter and laughs were heard from where they were still sleeping soundly.

until, a red ant bit y/n and george’s intertwined hands. “ah shit!” y/n woke up from the bite. her yell also woke up the sleeping man next to her “what?! what happened?” he jumped.

“oh. did i wake you up?” she asked.

“no. it’s honestly no worries” he said “but i do have a killer headache”

“an ant bit me” she muttered, wanting to scratch it.

“hey, no don’t scratch! i’ve had a lot if experience with insect bites” he explained “want me to kiss it better?” he teased.

“oh, ha-ha” she rolled her eyes but blushed.

“we should probably head back” he checked his watch while standing up.

—

“ah! there the lovebirds are!” fred exclaimed.

everyone was cleaning up from last night. there were children running around while chasing balloons and each other.

“yeah,” george started “we, um, fell asleep”

“sure ya did” this time ron teased the two.

“i’m gonna clean up here,” y/n offered “you guys should go home. you know, get some rest”

cedric gasped “y/n l/n! are you kicking us out?” he said in mock offense.

“technically, yeah. i doubt connor got any sleep”

“maybe we should,” fleur said with her accent “victorie was very excited for the party she is very worn out”

george snuck behind y/n “i think i love you too” he muttered under his breath. he wasn’t sure if she heard it. she did.

“i’ll see you later, y/n!” he yelled “come on, princesses, we’re going home. we’ll see connor and y/n later”

connor and the twins hugged while y/n said thank you’s to all the guests.

maybe it wasn’t such a bad decision to ask for help.

[matsbarzal]

Random/au number 10 with Connor McDavid please.

random #10. "im 600 years older than you. calm down."

word count: 1.1k pairing: vampire!connor mcdavid x reader warnings: mentions of death, vampirism, cynical connor

Connor couldn’t fathom why humans did half the things they do, he couldn’t understand the emotional development, or the obsession with caring about all the people around you when they would inevitably end up as just hallow versions of themselves when time finally took its toll on them. There was also a chance he may have just been a pessimist.

He tried to sympathize with the people that crossed his path over the years, tried to sympathize with their emotional capacities, their will to love and to care for one another, he just… couldn’t. It wasn’t that he, himself wasn’t emotional, far from it, really. It was just that he had seen time come and go, seen time ruthlessly rip human nature and capacity apart. Why continue to care, when inevitably everything would be gone?

You threw him through the ringer, though. Something about you made his brain itch, made his eyes cross as he tried to figure you out, tried to figure out what it was about you that made him… feel.

He wasn’t sure what it was about you, whether it was your lack of regard for his cynical view of life, or your lack of self-preservation every time you forced your way into his being, into his way of life, into the things he did. It was probably the fact he showed you what he was, and you just laughed. Laughed, and laughed and laughed as he stood there gobsmacked, annoyance covering his facial expression in seconds.

Connor would be cliché to say it, but maybe you were just different. He couldn’t say he loved you, not really, maybe, but not really. He couldn’t acknowledge that a mere human, a person with a beating heart and blood flowing through their veins, could evoke a passion inside of him, a fiery emotion that he hadn’t felt in over five centuries.

He was intriguing, from his perfect hair to his perfect skin all the way to his dark demeanour and the all-black house that made you laugh even more when he finally revealed who, what he was.

“Connor… this house, is so fucking depressing.”

“I like it. It’s quiet and keeps the warmth out. Watch your language.”

Groaning, you threw your head back at his words, a sigh leaving your lips as you observed your surroundings. The cabinets? Black. The bed coverings? Black. The window shades? Black. Aesthetically, it was pleasing to look at, but any sane person wouldn’t survive.

Good thing Connor wasn’t entirely sane.

“God, language? Are you kidding me? What are you, my dad?”

Smirking, he looked towards you, “I’m not your dad, but I am 600 years older than you actually, so calm down with the language.”

Scrunching your face up at his words, all you did was glare as you continued to make your way around the house. He’d be lying if he said you weren’t the first human to be allowed in, even Leon hadn’t seen his new development, opting to remain in his native country of Germany until he inevitably got bored and travelled again.

Connor had been alone for many, many years. By preference, of course. He wasn’t a naturally social creature. He didn’t care for constant companionship, or regular socialization. He enjoyed his solitude, enjoyed travelling, or staying in one place by himself. There were locals everywhere he went just like him, albeit usually younger, Canada not being a popular destination for the older generation.

“Do you actually sleep in here?”

“Huh?”

Quirking an eyebrow at you, he followed the direction of your pointer figure, meeting his clean-kept bedroom, the hue from the lightbulb illuminating the darkness of the room. He didn’t sleep often, didn’t really need it, at all, actually. Technically, he was already dead, no need to rejuvenate when there was nothing to rejuvenate.

“I relax in here, yes. Watch sports sometimes, I’m sure if you keep showing up, I’ll end up sleeping in there once or twice,” he knew his words could potentially come off as disinterested, but you just shrugged your shoulders, continuing on through the house.

He wasn’t lying when he said the darkness kept the warmth out, the goosebumps eliciting across your skin as he continued his tour. A collection room had you stopped in your tracks, observing the view in front of you. There were tons, if not hundreds of different artifacts, most small in nature, some larger, all shining back at you. Books, antiques, plants, drawings, everything was prevalent across the room.

“How old is all this stuff?”

Walking more into the room, Connor shrugged as he observed his surroundings. “Dunno, depends on each thing. Some are from the 16th century, and so on. That hockey stick there is from the first ever game played for the Stanley Cup, or the Dominion Hockey Challenge Cup, as it was called then.”

Swivelling around to look at him, he just grinned toothily at you and grabbed it.

“1893, awarded to the Montreal Hockey Club. Billy Barlow’s stick, pretty sure they don’t know I stole it, but ya know.”

“If you were still like… human, think you would’ve played?”

Placing the stick back in its holder, Connor contemplated, his head tilting side to side before nodding it gently. “My best friend and I, Leon and I, sometimes when a few of us are together we’ll play our own version. Doesn’t always work out well, and sometimes people end up with some nasty injuries, but Leon and I love it. Tkachuk almost gets his head severed every time, little shit deserves it, though.”

You could see the excitement enter his eyes as he talked about the sport, his mind reminiscing on the past experiences with his friends. At least some things evoked emotions in him.

“Why are you keeping me around? Why do you keep inviting me places?”

Connor stopped in his spot, his face going stoic as he looked at you. He wasn’t necessarily sure why he kept inviting you places, why you were so intriguing to him. What was it about you that made him want to be around you? Made him want to invite you into his home, and have you meet his old friends, have you meet his maker one day.

“You’re not like the others, I suppose. I enjoy spending time with you, you’re not like the others, and you’re not unbearable. A bit of a profanity problem, yes, but we can work on that.”

“Gonna keep me around for a while then, McDavid?”

Shrugging his shoulders again, he deflected the question as he gently placed his lips against yours, his hand cupping your cheek as his eyes slithered shut. Your own lips pressed against his greedily as your eyes closed.

“Perhaps. We’ll see.”

note: ah this is literally just cynical vampire!connor with a lil soft spot for the reader. thank you for requesting!! and i hope you enjoy <3

[corvidae-corvus]

Y'know ever since that new Billy is Connor's dad au fanfic dropped I've been constantly plagued with the idea to write my own fanfic about that specific au... AHHHHHHHH!! IT'S SO GOOD!!!

I read both fanfics and I literally can't wait for more :'D

Billy!! Connor!! My babies!!! They literally deserve the world!

Maybe I should write a Billy Batson fic, like a one shot or something just to practice writing fanfics...

Hell I've been thinking of writing an ATLA/MHA crossover fic where Zuko gets transported to the MHA world after he dies and adopts the Todoroki kids. Like from a fanfic I read awhile ago but with my own spin on it. (Zuko would be like 25 in MHA but he died when he was like 90 or something idk)

Or Zuko joins class 1A and idk change the plot or something.

Fuxk idk i should really write a short fic before I write a 50+ chapter crossover Fanfic...

[helps-the-writing-brain-go]

So like a while ago, I posted something about a half-kryptonian (Warrior Caste) Billy Batson as well a Captain Marvel adopting Superboy.

See what I'm getting at? :3

So Superman has a whole Kryptonian Encyclopedia downloaded into him but really, it can't equal growing up in the culture as Kara makes that abundantly clear even by accident.

Rejecting Connor is a dick move, having him be adopted by the only other possible Kryptonian on planet he knows and have the guy inexplicably dislike him even more is worse.

Connor gets introduced to Kryptonian things ironically in a more organic way than Superman

He's basically a 3nd gen immigrant and he's got his new dad to help with learning their culture

Cap helps remove Connor's hidden programming, Connor helps remove the kryptonian programming that keeps Warrior castes subtly subservient to the Science caste.

Connor can't fly bc human genes? Magic can help.

Time travel or dimension travel is involved at some point so they can visit Krypton

Billy has been entrenched in both cultures all his life, his insults across both languages are flawless and Connor benefits from this

Connor insults Superman at somepoint in flawless native kryptonian so good Kara can't help but high-five him even if she hisses at that burn

Superman - devastasted. Man's can understand the insult, but can't conceivably reply in anything even close to as cool

Captain Marvel is surprisingly (only to some of the League) okay with his son going off on Superman

"Kid needs to express his feelings in a healthy manner. If that manner is dunking on Superman, who am I to stop him?"

Billy just approves of dunking on mean adults and child-abandoners regardless

Kara Zor-El ends up half siding with them bc Cap can cook, specifically, he can cook authentic Kryptonian dishes well

[weepingfishturtledragon]

Captain Marvel Adopts Superboy AU

TW: Angst and a little violence

Imagine an angst fanfiction where the Justice League is put into an impossible situation where Superboy has to die in order to save the whole universe. Everyone is arguing about the ethics and what they should do. Dad Captain Marvel™ is absolutely against sacrificing Superboy or anyone but Superman thinks it's a necessary evil to save everything in the universe!

Superman talking to the league: All of creation is about to be wiped from the world! Do you know how many lives wouldn't have happened, how many people wouldn't have lived!

Superman: Connor isn't more important than the whole universe! 

Captain Marvel furious turning Superman around and sucker punching him in the face:

HE IS TO ME!!!

[quillium]

AU where The Team lived together and also Billy and Roy are on the team because this is purely self indulgent 

Robin, eating mac and cheese at 3am: I am the night Roy, tired, somehow the oldest here: That’s great, kiddo, please don’t fuck up your eating schedule

Wally’s on dish duty because he’s the fastest but he will somehow still take the longest because I have to be thorough! 

This is a legit concern because sometimes when the others wash they don’t do it thoroughly enough and there’s still oil on the plates since they’re not used to washing dishes

They sometimes head home and Roy comes back one day like “Ollie sent me to sleepaway camp and then just ADOPTED ANOTHER CHILD”

Robin: Is it a nice child? Roy: THAT’S NOT THE POINT Robin: I mean, my dad adopted a nice child, too, and I love him to pieces Billy: Batman adopted a child??? Robin: First of all why did you assume he’s my dad second of all yeah if he’s into being a superhero then we’ll bring him onto the team maybe

Billy spends a lot of time learning to cook recipes with vegetables, and when they ask him about it he’s like “well y’know I just didn’t really get this luxury a lot growing up”

Roy, holding a secret meeting without Billy: What does he mean by “growing up” he’s literally our youngest member Robin: Oh yeah, he was homeless before-- Roy: He was fucking WHAT Robin: That was literally why we decided to have this team that all lived together??? Speedy

Y’know that frozen cookie dough they have in the stores always? The Team does grocery shopping by themselves and they always buy that. Every time. It’s like a cute tradition

Connor goes through Froot Loops at like... an alarming speed. Everyone is concerned. Robin why are you buying a new family sized box every time we go out--

M’gann learning to dance at 3am. Somehow nobody is bothered. Sometimes the others will join her. Everyone loves it. Roy is always woken up but he never gets mad because “it’s a cute thing that the kids do”

[cali-holland]

Welcome to Parenthood- Tom Holland One Shot

Pairing: Tom Holland X Reader

Requested by anon: The reader and Tom’s family meeting their new born twin babies? Maybe they were childhood best friends (I have an unhealthy addiction to those au’s) so if you could include childhood memories of them that would be amazing

Prompt: Your twin boys arrive earlier than expected.

Word Count: 1200

Warnings: pregnancy, childbirth, labor, etc.

Masterlist   Tom Holland Masterlist  

*gif is not mine*

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“Tom, Tom, wake up.” You sat up, shaking your husband’s sleeping form.

“What’s the matter?” He mumbled, trying to wake up.

“My water broke. We need to go to the hospital.” You urged, and he shot up almost instantly.

“They’re not due for another couple weeks.” He jumped out of the bed and helped you up. He quickly went to put on his clothes, rushing to get ready.

“Trust me, I know.” You said with a groan. Your contractions weren’t bad yet, but the soaking spot on your bed told you it was time. Tom grabbed the hospital bag, which you two had just packed yesterday in case of emergency, and helped you out to the car.

“It’s going to be okay, we’re going to the hospital now.” Tom reassured you, but you couldn’t help yourself from thinking he was trying to calm himself down more so than you. He pulled out his phone and sent a few urgent texts to his family and yours, and probably Harrison too; with your family in the states though, you knew texting them wouldn't do much- they were meant to fly out closer to the due date. As he started to drive to the hospital, he held tightly onto your hand.

“Oh god,” You groaned, feeling a strong contraction hit.

“It’s okay, just a few minutes away. Try to focus on something else.”

And so you thought back to the first day you met Tom, nearly 14 years ago.

You first met Tom when he was cast in Billy Elliot. Your mum was one of the producers of the play, and she was highly involved with the casting process and rehearsals. Seeing as you were roughly the same age as the other young actors and actresses, you fit in with them well, but when you met Tom- it was a whole other deal. He was quick to become your best friend and you watched him grow up on that stage. You supported him throughout his career, proud of him every step of the way while you went on with your own life.

You thought of when Tom first kissed you, when you two first made that transition from best friends to lovers.

“You’re back!” You hugged Tom tightly on your front door step. He had just returned from filming In the Heart of the Sea, and you couldn’t be prouder of your best friend.

“I missed you.” He smiled, squeezing you just as hard back.

“How was it? Was Chris Hemsworth cool?” You asked, your eyes lighting up in excitement. You led Tom through your house and into your backyard, where the two of you sat on the back patio swing comfortably.

“He was amazing! Maybe you’ll meet him at the premiere.” Tom replied with a hopeful smile.

“The premiere?”

“Yeah, I want you to come with me.” He said, taking your hands in his.

“Really?” You asked in disbelief.

“Really. Do you-“ He paused, unsure of his words. He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, “Do you want to go as my date?”

“Your date?” A soft smile found its way onto your face. “I’d love to.”

“Cool, it’s just- I got to thinking these past couple months that,” He let out a sigh, “What I’m trying to say is I love you, Y/N, and I really hope I’m not ruining our friendship right now.”

“No, no, I love you, too, you div.” You laughed.

“Can I kiss you then?” Tom asked and you nodded with a smile, leaning in to meet him halfway.

And the rest was history. You got married at 21, even though you both kind of considered it to be “too young” to be married, but you were in love and you didn’t want it any other way. And now, just over a year later, you were minutes (maybe hours, you couldn’t focus on the time between contractions) away from giving birth to your twin sons.

Once Tom was parked at the hospital, he helped you inside and the two of you got settled in a private room. Tom never let go of your hand as the contractions got closer.

“You’re doing fine, darling.” He tried to comfort you.

“It hurts, and they haven’t even started coming out yet.” You muttered, cut off from another contraction. “They’re getting closer together.”

“I’ll get the doctor.” Tom hurried out into the hall and reappeared by your side a moment or so later. The doctor came in and decided it was time for you to start pushing- or rather, your sons decided it.

“Doing great, sweetheart.” Tom attempted to soothe you, as you held onto his hand so tight he was afraid you’d break it.

It wasn’t long before the room was filled with the sound of two babies crying. Tom smiled proudly, holding one bundle, as you held the other.

“You did so well, sweetheart.” Tom said, admiring his two twin sons that calmed down in your arms.

“They’re beautiful.” You smiled. You were so tired- and frankly injured, but you felt so blessed by your little family already.

After the doctors ran a couple tests on the babies to make sure everything was fine and after they took care of you, you and Tom were reunited with the twins. It wasn’t long before a knock came on the door, and Tom’s family- plus Harrison, came in carrying flowers and balloons.

“Let me see my grandbabies.” Nikki smiled as you handed the sleeping bundle over to her. Tom gave his dad the other one and watched as his parents cooed over their grandchildren.

“Got any names yet?” Harry asked.

“Dad’s holding Theodore William and mum has Connor Elliot.” Tom said proudly, planting a kiss on your cheek.

“Like Billy Elliot?” Sam questioned with a laugh.

“Well, yeah, it’s how we met, so we wanted to play homage to it.”

“Actually, I liked the name Elliot and Tom suggested we use William too.” You explained.

“I think it’s sweet.” Nikki said. She turned towards Harrison, “Want to hold him?”

“Of course.” He smiled, gently taking the little Connor into his arms. “I’m going to be the best godfather.”

“I’m going to be the best uncle.” Harry stated as he was handed Theodore by his dad.

“That’s debatable. You tried to go back to sleep.” Paddy piped up.

“Well at least you didn’t have to call me five times before I woke up.” He said, shooting a pointed look at Harrison.

“It was 6 in the morning.” Harrison argued, “I was asleep.”

“Yeah, Y/N, next time choose a time when we’re not asleep.” Sam joked as he received the sleeping Theodore from Harry. Harrison handed over the other baby to Paddy.

“I’m so tired right now, I don’t want to think about a next time.” You replied, making Tom let out a chuckle. You turned towards Nikki, “I don’t know how you did this four times.”

“Just wait until the twins’ sleeping schedules aren’t synced up.” She teased.

“As long as they’re better than Sam and Harry, we’re fine.”

“Hey, now, we were perfectly fine.” Harry defended himself and his twin.

“Twins are the best- double the fun.” Sam added.

“Yeah, and double the trouble.” Dom laughed, “Nothing says welcome to parenthood more than twins.”

[theorangerangers]

More of the Mesogog is everyone’s dad au

* Eric and goldenrod bonding by not being rangers

* Elsa buying tons of hooked on phonics stuff for Eric at Mesogog’s orders only for him to turn back into Anton before giving it to Eric and Anton is left wondering why his office looks like they robbed a kindergarten

* Trent going from being an only child to having four siblings

* Elsa putting Trent in charge because he’s oldest but he high key doesn’t know what being in charge of his siblings is

* Anton and Tommy doing that thing where your parents call you every single one of your siblings names before saying yours

* Anton is hard on Trent the way he is because “he’s the oldest” and he should “know better”

* Anton would literally let Eric get away with Murder for being the youngest

* They spend every other weekend with mesogog, Elsa, and Zeldrax on the island

* Because of everything that’s going on with the kids Elsa figures that Tommy knows she’s his boss but after months of dropping hints Tommy comes to the conclusion Principle Randle and Elsa are dating

* Uncle Carter is Connor’s favorite uncle

* Uncle Billy is Ethan’s favorite

* Uncle Adam is Kira’s favorite

* Uncle Leo is Eric’s favorite

* Trent pretends not to have a favorite uncle (it’s Cole surprisingly)

* Uncle mesogog is Goldenrod’s favorite uncle (because the other won’t share any of their uncles with him)

* Goldenrod being aloud to tag along with the other sometimes when they do things

* Trent teaching Goldrenrod worse things to call his dad than Butt father

* Trent teaching all of his siblings how to swear properly because that’s not something Mesogog added to them when they were built

* The PTA rivalry of Elsa and Dr.O gets so bad a lot of the students and parents assume they used to be married

* Cassidy catches a family argument on the battle feild on tape with Devon and the next day the rangers see the video of Tommy and zeldrax while they were fighting each other telling Connor, Ethan, and Goldenrod they were grounded

* Kira as the only girl getting her own room while the boys share

* Goldenrod wanting to go to school like his cousins but Zeldrax tells him maybe in a year or so

* Mesogog not really understanding how human children work and just siting them down one by one to groom them like they have feathers

* Connor and Eric not understanding how mail works because they only have half the intelligence they should and thinking it’s magic

* Tommy is later forced to introduce Them to the mail man so they stopped fighting about weather it’s teleportation or magic

* Tommy giving the kids Dino nuggets just to spite mesogog, who retaliated with ginger bread men