#maxine bell

[diapereddarling]

Hello! It's me, from your notifications! Do you have a summary of your story anywhere? I went through a few character tags, but didn't find one. Also, I love that Damian is disabled but still gets to dress up all fancy. I didn't realize how rare it is to see that.

Hihi :D! I don't really have a story summary yet as a lot is still in planning and it's very wip BUT I can give you some links in semi chronological order of what I have got and also gush about it here!

aaa I'm so glad you like Dorian and how I present him >u< full disclaimer, I myself am a physically abled person. I'm trying my best to write and present him as respectfully as I can with a lot of research and opinions of friends in similar states of disability- but I may be ham fisted or get things wrong, so to anyone who reads this, please let me know if I fuck up somewhere. I'd rather be told I did something wrong or presented something disrespectfully than have people be uncomfortable in silence about it. DISCLAIMER OUT OF THE WAY- Yeah I noticed like, a lot of disabled characters ( be it physical or mental ) don't really get presented as if they like dressing up or looking nice- particularly after trying to look up more disability friendly ways Dorian would probably use. It Sucks lol. At least from the people with mental disabilities side of it where I sit, I can say that ain't true of everyone at all. It's just harder.

ANYWAYS, SUMARY OF POSTS AND STORY RAMBLING

So you can find some character reference stuff from this post here with picrew images- they were mainly so I could get a general idea of the main cast without physically having to draw them quickly

The story so far

The first post chronologically would be this one, as it talks about what happened to Dorian specifically. A bit about his home life, his parents, his neighbour and how he was released from said situation. I'm currently working on figuring out what the antagonist of this section's ties were to which god- but my main goal was to make it feel realistic at first before involving mythos with it. CW: : Stalking, kidnapping, delusions (involving pseudo incest thoughts ), (spinal) injury

After the incident, Dorian was hospital bound for a While. He'd been given a spinal injury, he was severely traumatised and could not be trusted to look after himself after all that yet because he was 6 months into being 18 when Mayline's life time of stalking came to a head. Even with rehabilitation efforts alone, the stint in hospital would've been a long one but then there was also the mental hurdles too. You can read some of that experience here. CW: medical setting, reactions to trauma, involuntary wetting and messing mention, a character being forcibly restrained in a non sexual way and trying to come to terms with mobility loss.

So while he was trying to adjust to his new normal there were a lot of things he would try to do to feel as if his life hadn't drastically changed ( it had, it's unfair that it happened but it is fine that it is now his life. Period of adjustment and all. ) He waited until Mayline's trail had been dealt with to carry on with education because, well. He's scared of her. He wants to know what's going to happen with her before he tried anything. During that time he read a lot, basically exposure therapying himself to the dark stories and stuff he enjoyed before because he didn't want to lose something that he felt made up so much of his identity. It almost definitely wasn't healthy but that is how he dealt with it.

After about a year or two, he decided he wanted to give further education a try. Since he was a kid he wanted to be a baker- he knew at least at the moment it was a pipe dream, mostly because of the various conditions that he has making said environment pretty dangerous. But he wanted to try.

While doing his culinary course, he met Leia. They didn't initially interact that much- very different aesthetics and very different circles. But Leia's a very intense and bubbly lass- so when she saw Dorian reading a book that she'd also wanted to read; there was basically no hesitation in her running up to him to chatter about the book. They became fast friends after that. Becoming friends with Leia helped him a lot in all honesty- Dorian was kind of Terrified of women after the incident ( and felt awful for it ) especially if they shared features with Mayline ( Blonde hair, blue eyes ect ), so Leia being both a woman and having blonde hair helped bring him out of it some what.

Dorian met Steven during the middle of his second year. It was when he decided to get his first tattoo ( the one on his thigh ) and Steven was apprenticing as a tattoo artist at the time. It's kind of difficult to not talk at least a little while going through the pretty long process of being tattooed and they ended up just getting along really well and meshing super well so just continued to meet up when they could because they enjoyed each others company.

Dorian also met Stevens current partner at the time, Charlie. They were all pretty friendly with each other though romantically, Charlie and Steven only lasted about 8 months. They broke it off mutually agreeing they'd be better friends and actually did become much closer as a platonic bestfriends rather than romantic partners. Charlies cool, he helped Dorian solder spikes to the rims of the wheels on his wheelchair to force people to stop trying to get to close lmao. It was his idea.

After university Dorian realised there was no way he could safely hold down a job. The mobility issues were too much to handle in a commercial kitchen setting even without the stress induced narcolepsy. It messed with him for quite a bit.

He lived on the internet for a bit, being fond of niche gothic forums and very surprisingly, still taking interest in true crime. It might've been an interest before his kidnapping but now he just wants to try to understand what the hell was going on in Mayline's head. He met Maxine on one of these forums, they talked about gothic lit for quite a bit before exchanging socials and forming a friendship off that.

During this time Dorian and Steven also started dating- and after about a year and a half, moved in together. They have a lower floor apartment together and one day hope to get a house together. Dorian also got his two kitties, Carmilla and Poe!

While living together Steven suggested to Dorian the idea of videoing himself baking or streaming it. It was kinda him recognising Dorian was trying to get over the hurdle of not being able to do what he wanted since he was a kid but also not wanting to give up completely. It isn't perfect but it works and Dorian finds a lot of fulfilment in it. He doesn't show his face ever, understandably, so he does his best to remain more or less anonymous on the internet with these things :3

All of these characters have been touched by at least one of the gods in in some way in this universe btw. I am figuring out the semantics but ye! That's what I've got so far c:

[enrickp]

[serene-bambi]

credits

[hawkzeyes]

Justice Society of America #9 (2006-)

[justicesocietyzine]

I made this meme to help promote the Zine but now that I have it I'm not entirely sure what my end goal was.

Anyway! Applications open till March 16th! Looking for artists and writers!

Apply here!

[dailyjsa]

JSA vs. Kobra #3

Writer: Eric Trautmann

Artist: Don Kramer

Inker: Michael Babinski

Colors: Art Lyon

[maxinemilliondollars]

bellard 4

[bookaddictedrose]

For fans of murder mysteries and solving puzzles, especially AGGGTM and the Inheritance Games:

Try murdle.com

What happens is: every day there's a new murder mystery to solve, it's like wordle for detectives.

First, you're given four cards in four sections: Suspects, Weapons, Locations, and Motives.

Then you're given a page of clues and evidence.

Then are the statements of each suspect, while knowing that the innocent always tell the truth, while the guilty always lie.

Then you're free to make your accusation!

You're also given multiple assets, such as hints, a decoder, and a notebook.

Have fun and good luck! 🧩 🗝️ 🔪

[liberty-mutual-138]

Hello dear, take your time with this, I know finding the energy to write can be tough, so there is absolutely no pressure to answer this ask straight away. I'm just putting these here as food for thought, something to chew on! <3 remember to take care of yourself!

For Annika:

🎲 - Biological parents

👑 - Person who raised your OC and/or was important during their formative years

🐾 - Pets (if she doesn't have one, then answer as if she could what kind of pet would she have)

For Zach and Ester:

💋 - First kiss

🌹 - First relationship

💔 - Exes

Like I say, take your time, there's no rush at all <3

Hey Goose! Thank you so much for the ask and the message ❤️- I’ve had a random burst of motivation so hopefully I can type this out before it ends up dying away!

🎲- Supposedly (ifykyk) Annika’s biological parents were Marina Ilyinichna Kucherova and Nikolai Mikhailovich Vublevski. Her mother was one of Nikolai’s informants in the KGB; they had no bond or emotional connection and were simply just two people who banged and had Annika.

Marina told Nikolai to either handle the kid or she’d rat him out. Whether that entailed killing it or whatever the fuck else, Marina didn’t care. Annika’s existence had ruined her life apparently; the pregnancy had been very difficult and caused irreversible harm to her body.

Nikolai didn’t wanna get everything he worked for shat on, so he took the wretched thing. Annika screamed and cried all the time and Nikolai had no clue what she wanted; he’d never wanted to become a father, never had any siblings or really known anyone with kids.

With how much she got on Nikolai’s nerves, Annika’s shocked he didn’t wind up killing her.

👑- The person who “raised” Annika during her formative years, and the only adult she had a positive experience with, wound up being her first kill.

There were several people who ‘raised’ Annika as a child. None of them stuck around long enough or really cared too much about her; she was more of a nuisance/chore girl for them. They’d tell her to sneak drugs, weapons, etc past police to get her out of their way. Nobody would suspect a child to be carrying all that shit, right?

For context: the organization that Nikolai ran was funded by the CIA and MI6, as he was trying to overthrow the Soviet government.

When Annika was about 6/7, MI6 sent someone to go in undercover. Former Special Forces guy, a father of 4. She knew very little about him, just that he was called Petr. That wasn’t his real name, but Annika never learned what his real name was. She didn’t see him as frequently as she should’ve, but ‘Petr’ genuinely cared for her. He planned on taking Annika to the UK to get the fuck away from Nikolai and those disgusting individuals he let his daughter be around.

‘Petr’ got too attached to Annika. He started slipping and screwing up his mission. Helping Nikolai, while he’s treating his daughter like less than a worm filled him with guilt every time he looked at either of them. So he fumbled. I haven’t thought about how yet, but bro dropped the ball.

When Nikolai found out about his status as a spy, the relationship he formed with the US and UK governments went out the window. Knowing how close Annika was to the man, he decided to use this situation as a lesson. She was 9, and with Nikolai’s hands keeping her steady, she put a bullet in Petr’s head as he kneeled in front of her.

🐾- Annika loves all animals. Dogs, cats, raccoons, lizards, bugs, leeches; she thinks they all deserve comfort and love. She doesn’t prefer any kind of pet over another, and if you gave her any pet, she’d happily take it. However, due to ‘work’, Annika doesn’t want to keep any pets, as she thinks she’ll end up neglecting them or if she dies on a mission there will be nobody to take care of them.

Honestly, if Annika was capable of living a good life, she would definitely be either a veterinarian or work at an animal shelter.

💋- Ester’s first kiss was after a show. It was with her fellow bandmate and the lead singer. He was way too old for her (17 and 29 😬), but she thought she was hot shit when they kissed for the first time. More information on this shit fest coming soon.

🌹- It was the guy I just mentioned. He ended up ruining her life, which caused her to join the Marines.

Ester was desperate for the approval of an older man since her dad died, and she found it difficult to find it in a healthy way. But that creep love bombed the shit out of her and she ate it all up. Praised Ester’s ability on the drums, gave her money, and spoiled her with gifts.

She started putting everything aside for the bastard. Her grades started slipping and she pushed away her real friends.

Ester ended up clocking that guy in the jaw when he kept trying to initiate sex with her despite her saying no. She realized the guy wanted her as a groupie and not an actual partner, and left the band on the spot.

This all lead up to her joining the Marines. Ester thought everyone hated her, she was “too stupid” for college, so… she shaved off all her hair and followed after Zach.

💔- The first guy and Philip Graves. Her relationship with Graves wasn’t serious, and she noticed she was slipping into her old habits again, so they mutually broke up. There’s no bad blood between them.

She also had a lot of flings with both men and women until she got the scars, but none of them meant anything.

💋- Zach’s first kiss was between him and a girl in his class back in high school. He was really bad at it apparently so she never wanted to do it again. Safe to say he got better, Steph can vouch for that 😉

🌹- Zach’s first relationship was with another soldier named Maxine Cain. They were in love with each other; they were even engaged, planning on getting married when their contracts expired with the Marines.

Cain was in Ester’s platoon, and the two meet after Ester decided Zach needed to start seeing women. He had no rizz, she had no rizz, they belonged together so she set the two up. They clicked almost immediately and the rest was history.

They were together for a long time, though they occasionally broke up due to work.

💔- Cain was the only person Zach was with before Steph.

She was killed by the Taliban. Her full body was never recovered, but Zach ended up finding her head and some of her limbs.

She is his most frequent and least hostile hallucination.

[sebeth]

He Can't Be Like These Things, Can He?

[filosofablogger]

Saturday Surprise -- April Fool's! (Revisited)

Apologies, for this is a redux from a post I did on April Fool’s Day two years ago, but when I re-read it yesterday, I had forgotten much of it and it made me laugh all over again, so I’m hoping that will be the case for you, too!  Happy April Fool’s Day!!! I gave some thought to trying to pull an April Fool’s joke on you guys by telling you that this would be the last post ever on Filosofa’s…

[missperfectlyfinewrites]

Belle sat up a little straighter at the sound of her name, startled. Cheeks flushed pink almost straight away, looking sheepish, apologetic..and embarrassed.

"Sorry," she murmured, trying to readjust in her seat, glancing back at her notes and down at her notes, flustered. "I just have a lot going on at the moment," the girl managed quietly. But it was so much more then that. She'd never found herself this distracted before. And sure, she did have a lot going on at the moment, but this felt different, and Belle wasn't sure how to deal with that.

"I'm sorry for not paying attention."

Maxine stood at the front of the classroom, trying to maintain her composure as she lectured on the intricacies of post-colonial literature. However, her attention kept drifting towards Belle, seated near the front, looking utterly distracted and lost in thought. Belle's chin was perched on the palm of her hand, her eyes glazed over with a mix of frustration and longing. Maxine's gaze couldn't help but be drawn to the way Belle's swollen breasts strained against the flimsy fabric of her sundress, her nipples subtly outlined through the material.

Belle had attempted to cover herself with a cardigan, but it did little to hide the obvious changes in her body. Her bump was prominent, a constant reminder of the new life growing inside her, but it was her breasts that held Maxine's attention. The sight of them, full and sensitive, moving slightly with every shift of Belle's body, sent an involuntary shiver down Maxine's spine. She could see Belle's discomfort, the way she unconsciously shifted in her seat, thighs twitching slightly under her dress, and it was clear that Belle was battling with more than just academic distractions.

Taking a deep breath, Maxine tried to refocus on her lecture, but the sight of Belle's predicament was hard to ignore. She felt a strange mix of concern and desire, her own thoughts wandering to places they shouldn't. The classroom suddenly felt warmer, the air thick with unspoken tension. Maxine cleared her throat, hoping to regain her composure, but the image of Belle's straining breasts and the knowledge of her inner turmoil stayed with her, making it difficult to concentrate.

"Belle," Maxine said softly, her voice carrying a hint of empathy. "Is everything alright? You seem...distracted today." It took every ounce of willpower for Maxine to keep her eyes from wandering back to Belle's chest, to maintain a semblance of professionalism in the face of such an unexpected and intense distraction.

[criswritessometimes]

it's always been there

contents - friends to not friends to lovers, stages of life, gn reader, cuddling, kissing

author note// ok, this was the piece that was keeping me from posting fanfiction for a while, she's big, but I had so much fun with this one! dividers by @cafekitsune !!

you first ran into charlie in your calculus class in senior year of high school. “hey, is this seat taken?” you asked some boy who had an open seat next to him. “um, no, it’s not.” he stammered looking up at you through his glasses and watched you take a seat. the class started, and your teacher informed the class that a lot of the in-class assignments and each semester-long project were partner-based and that she had your partners picked out for the year already. you rolled your eyes because you wanted to work with your sarah as she came in a few minutes after you and sat behind you. “when i say your name, please raise your hand so you and your partner know each other.” she stated. “(y/n),” you raise your hand, “you’re with charlie for the year.” the kid next to you raises his hand. you internally scream, you didn't want to be stuck with this nerd for the rest of the year. he smiles over at you as you both put your hands down and you smile back politely. the lesson starts talking about graphing as a refresher from over the summer and algebra 2. for the last 15 minutes of class, the teacher lets you start on the project for the semester with your partner. “ok how good at math are you, charlie?” you ask, not wanting to beat around the bush. “pretty decent, i guess.” he answers, scared he’s going to have to do the whole project alone. after a few minutes of discussing your strengths and weaknesses in math, you had a plan for the rest of the semester, “ok, if we divide the project like this,” you show him the paper of topics that were split, “we should have a pretty good shot of getting a 100 on this.” “i'm gonna start on the data collection from the word problems tonight.” this shocked you, “that’s not due until the end of the month.” “yeah, i never said i was going to finish them tonight.” he joked, making you laugh. he liked the sound of your chuckle and wanted to hear it more.

the days turned into weeks as you and charlie slowly became friends. he leaned over to you in class, “hey, did you finish the graph?” “yeah, i threw it in the drive along with the data points.” he gives you a thumbs up as he focuses back on the lesson. the bell rings before you’re allowed to check in time with your partner, so your teacher tells the class to get in contact with them before the next class. you wave bye to charlie as he packs his book and notebook into his backpack. you and sarah leave the room to walk with your friend maxine before walking to the cafeteria. “hey (y/n), are you coming over tonight?” maxine asks. before you’re able to answer, sarah answers for you. “they’re not; they’re going over to charlie’s tonight.” she says in a singsong voice. “charlie? isn't that the kid in your math class? why are you hanging out with him?” maxine asks as you find a seat in the cafeteria. “well, we’re working on the project for mrs. young and both of us are free tonight so i was gonna go over and work on it with him.” you explained to your friends as they looked confused. there’s a silence in the group for a minute before you speak up again, “y’know, he’s actually really funny once you get to know him; he’s just shy.” “yeah, i know, he’s a part of the av club.” sarah sneeres. she and maxine laugh as you get up to join the line to get something to eat. before you know it, lunch is over, and the three of you part ways to your last class of the day. you walk to your history class, which is fairly uneventful, until you get a text from charlie. 

from: charlie to: (y/n) are you still coming over after school?

you feel the buzz and shimmy the phone out of your pocket, texting him under the desk.

from: (y/n) to: charlie yeah, is that still cool if we work on the project tonight?

from: charlie to: (y/n) yeah, of course, my mom was just wondering if you were staying for dinner.

you smile at your phone but quickly put it away before getting caught. with the amount of time you’ve spent with charlie, you’ve become good friends in the few months you’ve known him. you always enjoy his company and are always really excited to see him in class. there was even one time where the two of you hung out outside of sch- “(y/n)? are you with us?” your teacher snaps you out of your trace. you blink to focus on her, “i am, yes ma’am.” “great what’s the answer to number 15 in the book?” she asks, testing you. you scan the book and look for the question. you find it and exhale. looking up in confusion, you answer, “the french?” “correct.” she confirms.

the class ends 10 minutes later, and you scoot out to find charlie. you see him sitting on a bench near the front door and walk up to him. he is working on his laptop when you ask, “ready?” he lights up when he sees you. “yeah!” he puts his laptop in his backpack and throws his bag over his shoulder. “thanks again for driving me home, crushed to the bus.” he laughs at the end. “it’s no problem, thanks for inviting me over. oh also, is it ok if i stay for dinner? I know it’s later than when you originally asked.” you tell him as you make it to your car and put your bags in the backseat, then settle into the car. “oh totally, i’ll just text her to let her know, she loves you.” charlie reassures as he takes his phone out and texts his mom. you smile at the last part. on the way to his house, you catch him up about the happenings in your creative writing club that you co-lead with your friend sarah. he catches you up with drama happening in the av club, which was honestly more than you thought. “wait so evan is dating vincent to get back at becca?” you ask, pulling into his driveway. “yeah because vincent and becca went out on like two dates and make it everyone’s business like last year.” he explained as you parked. “no wait, i thought that was alison and vincent.” you ask, getting out of the car and grabbing your bag. charlie mirrors you, “it was.” “wait so then was vincent seeing alison and becca at the same time?” you clarify as you walk to the front door with him. “the jury’s still out on that one but samson and i got bored one day and made a timeline and things are overlapping.” he implies, unlocking and opening the door for you. you’re stocked; maxine didn’t even have drama as good as this; your jaw drops at charlie’s bombshell. “hey, you’re gonna catch flies if you do that,” the fake concern coming from his tone, “mom!” he yells into the house “(y/n) and i are gonna be in my room working!” the two of you walk into his room. you immediately jump on his bed; that was a boundary that was overcome a while ago. “your bed is so comfy charlie.” you state, lying on your back. “hey, get up, we gotta work.” he says, sitting at his desk and turning his computer on. “i will work,” you prop yourself up on your elbows, “but in a minute.” charlie scoffs at you knowing your procrastination problem. you pull your laptop out, log on to google drive, and just stare at it for a minute. your eyes glance over to charlie, whose back was facing you as he was putting more data points into the main graph for the project. the thoughts you had from your history class were coming back. you smile at him before speaking up, “hey charlie?” he turns to you, “do you wanna keep hanging out after this project is over? i don’t know if mrs. young is gonna assign us new partners, but you've been fun to be around.” he gives you the same smile back, “yeah that’d be super fun.” you can see a faint blush come up his cheeks. the both of you return to your work as you start creating the google slides while charlie finishes the last detailed graph. “hey charlieeee,” you start; he makes a noise to show he’s listening, “have you finished your application for champlain?” you ask. “yeah i submitted it like 3 days ago. why?” he replies. “just curious, it’d be fun to go to the same college.” you sigh, hoping it will happen. charlie and you had conversations about college, as seniors in high school do, and there was some overlap in the schools the two of you were applying to. he was interested in media production, and you were interested in writing and publishing. champlain college had programs for both of you, why not apply? 

you and charlie said yes to champlain college because you both liked the program and the course offering, no other reason, oh and you thought the campus was pretty but no other reason besides those two. “are you there yet?” you complain to him on the phone as you and your parents drive to move in day from your hotel. “uhh i think? are you in hill or lyman? i think i’m at lyman.” he says, you giggle at his confusion. “we’re both in lyman, bozo.” you remind him. “we’re pulling up to hill, just follow us to lyman.” you hang up your phone. you show your parents where charlie’s car is and see him standing outside talking with his parents. you park and roll your window down. “hey stranger.” you greet him with a smile and say hi to his parents as well. charlie’s face lights up when he sees up; he’s just happy the both of you are in this together. “lyman’s down the road, just follow us.” you smile as the car pulls out and drives 3 minutes down the road. as you park, charlie parks right next to you and the both of you get out of your respective cars. you walk over to your trunk to pop it. before you can start unloading, charlie attacks you from the side and engulfs you in a hug. “hi.” you wheeze as all the air gets squeezed out of you. “charlie, i saw you on wednesday.” “don’t care.” he replies, hugging you harder, and you hug back with just as much energy. it was all smiles and good times as the both of you moved it. “oh hey,” he pauses, “we’re three doors down from each other.” he smiles and looks over at you. you have a content smile as you realize that charlie isn’t going anywhere.

as the days turned into weeks, the first semester was going really well for both of you. your roommate was fine, but you found yourself hanging out in charlie’s dorm more and more. his roommate was a part of the hockey club, and between practices and going out, he was never in his room with charlie. this also led to sleepovers you and charlie had; yeah, your dorm was three doors down, but it was so far away. “(y/n) you have class in a few hours, go back to your dorm and go to bed.” charlie would tell you late at night. “if i leave i cannot guarantee i won’t collapse in the hallway from exhaustion.” you were lying on the floor since he didn’t have room for a couch. he sighed, rubbing his hands over his face. “fine just take jared’s bed then.” “charlie, i don’t know your roommate like that to sleep in his bed.” you tell him, sitting up. he helps you up as you sit in his desk chair and lean against his raised bed frame. “do you wanna share my bed?” he asks nervously. your tired face lights up a little, “oh yay! like a sleepover.” “yeah sure a sleepover.” he agrees. charlie pulls back his covers for you; you climb in, scooting closer to the wall. you pull the covers up, feeling your eyes grow heavier. “gotcha go take a shower and brush my teeth.” charlie whispers and rubs the side of your shoulder. you nod wearily, snuggling into the smell of his sheets and pillow; it smelt like him.

you hear him grab his shower caddy, shut the lights off, and leave his room. it didn’t feel that long before you felt the bed dip and heard him put his glasses on his desk next to him. you start to sit up and move before charlie shushes you. “shhh, it’s just me. go back to sleep, you need rest (y/n).” he said in a gentle and calming voice. you roll over to face him and put your head into his chest to cuddle with him. the action takes him by surprise, and he’s stocked before he wraps his arms around you, pulling you closer to him. his head rests on top of yours, and he also falls asleep. these nights would happen more and more throughout the rest of your first year, and sometimes you would still be awake and feel him press a kiss into the crown of your head.

nearing the end of freshman year, charlie and you were still close and wanted to live around each other for the next school year. so, you moved into the same hall; however, you were one floor above him this year. for move-in this year, you and your new roommate, alex, met up and drove alongside each other to the dorms, excited to move in and start the next year. you remember seeing charlie nearing the end of the day; he was still busy moving in, so you decided to meet up with him later. “so how was your summer? i feel like i didn’t see you a lot.” charlie started as he sat on your couch. “it was good, i actually got a job at northern virgina doing editorial passes on their travel stuff so even though i was in town, i was suppppper fuckin’ busy, i should’ve told you instead of falling off the face of the planet.” you explain as you sit and face him on the couch. “i mean i’m a little sad that we didn’t get to hang out, but that’s super exciting! my mom reads northern virginia.” he tells you. “hey! that cool, maybe she saw my name in there, but how was your summer?” you ask. “it was fine, worked, worked on youtube stuff.” he started. the both of you continued to talk and laugh about your summers until your roommate came out of her room and said she was going to bed. charlie took that as his cue and left. you both promised to hang out more during the semester than in the summer; that didn’t seem too hard. 

hanging out wouldn't be that hard since you saw him in a writing for tv elective you both wanted to take the following morning. you see him sitting near the front of the class and walk over to him. “i didn’t know you got into this class, i thought it was full.” you sit next to him. “yeah i didn’t know they let shakespearean nerds in this class.” he shot back. you chuckle at his comment, “ok just because hamlet and twelfth night are two of my favorite plays doesn’t make me a ‘shakespearean nerd’ as you put it.” he giggles at your reply as the professor starts the class. you missed hearing his giggle. as the class picked up, as well as both of your other courses, both of you were at each other's places to work and hang out, so much so that alex asked if you and charlie were dating. “no but dude, do you see the way he looks at you.” she passionately says. “no?” you’re confused, “he’s one of my best friends.” “he looks at you like you hung the fuckin’ the stars and the moon (y/n).” she said. you’re taken aback for a minute. you know you look at him like that, but was he looking at you the same way? spring semester started, and you and charlie were settling into your classes for your majors more. it was sad that you wouldn’t see him in at least one of your lectures, but at least he still lived in your building. however, you were barely in the building since most of your time was spent in the library in the wee hours of the morning writing research papers for a class you wanted to drop but couldn’t. the class was challenging, but you were getting so much out of it. you would scan back into your dorm building at 1 am more regularly and sometimes see charlie in the common area with some of his other friends. he would always look up at you and wave. you would meet him with a tired smile and a small wave back as you headed to your room to sleep for a few hours. 

by the end of sophomore year, you were tired of hearing music until 5 am during finals week. you moved into your own one-bedroom apartment off campus. it was nice having your own space, plus the school’s library was an 8-minute walk away. when summer rolled, around and everyone was moved out, you texted charlie to update him about your place.

from: (y/n) to: charlie hey! i moved out and have my own apartment now!! if you ever need to visit the mountains, or me, in the summer, lmk! i have a couch with your name on it haha

from: charlie to: (y/n) yooo! congrats, that’s awesome! idk what i’m doing this summer but if i’m free, i’ll come see you : )

you smile and put your phone away as you start cooking dinner for the night. for the rest of the summer, you were working in vermont and charlie was busy in virginia with his summer job and youtube channel and was unable to see you in the summer. at the start of junior year, the only classes you took were writing or finishing up your last english courses. you were thrilled to have more friends from your major, and you hosted small dinner parties for those friends. your space was warm and filled with joy. however, part of you was missing charlie. you weren’t sure if you were just holding onto your past, but it just felt off. you heard from a friend of a friend that her new boyfriend, charlie, and she were going camping for the weekend, which is why she couldn’t come to your new writing for the press club you started. the next meeting you held, her phone went off and you side-eyed her phone when you saw someone that looked like charlie on her lockscreen; it was him. guess charlie had a girlfriend now. between your schedules and how much of yourself you were dedicated to the new club and your studies, you and charlie seemed to miss each other for the rest of the year.

for your last summer in vermont, you stayed at your apartment. you got an internship for another magazine company in food reviews that lasted until the winter holiday. charlie had told you about his youtube videos, and you watched them occasionally. he was still as funny as he was in senior year of high school, making you laugh so hard you fell off his bed. charlie would apologize and help you get up when your side crashed into his floor. you promised him that you were ok, but that didn’t stop him from getting an ice pack and holding it against your arm for 20 minutes. you smiled into your screen at the memory and took a break from your work to check on his channel. your senior year went by, and you and charlie didn’t see or hear from each other the whole time. you knew he was busy with youtube and his capstone project, and you were just as busy managing your club and working on your capstone project. during graduation, you hear his laugh and look to your left, and his eyes catch yours. your eyes locked, but neither of you made a move. you offered him a soft smile as a form of goodbye and thank you for your friendship over the last few years. he gave you a smile back, wanting to run to you and make up for the past three years of seeing you less and less and finally kiss you. until he lost his chance as you and your mom walked with your dad to dinner.

after a few jobs in vermont and one in new york, you were finally where you wanted to be. writing for the los angeles times and living in california. you had already made friends out here and moved in with one of your friends from champlain from your writing club, dillion. you felt so free as if the pieces were finally falling into place. you were working on an article about a movie that just came out when you got a text on your phone.

from: (213) 555- 8763 to: (y/n) oh my god! (y/n) i saw your name on the l.a. times! that’s insane!!

you look at your phone in confusion as you don’t recognize the number. flipping your phone over, you decide you’ll deal with this when you get home. you continue working for the day, leaving around 5. you drive back home, and the traffic isn't too terrible. it wasn't great, though; it's Los Angeles.

from: (y/n) to: (213) 555- 8763 thanks! sorry, who is this? i don’t have your number on my phone

the text was immediately read.

from: (213) 555- 8763 to: (y/n) it’s charlie from high school and champlain, i know we haven’t spoken in a few years but i still had your number, in my phone and wanted to congratulate you.

from: (y/n) to: charlie charlie!! why didn’t you say so! my god, i’ve missed talking to you. sorry, i deleted your number from my phone lol

from: charlie to: (y/n) it’s no problem, again i know it’s been a few years. i know this is weird but i’m going to a party tonight with some friends and i was wondering if you wanna come with? again, i know this is really weird, but i really wanna see you

you blush at the last few words. he wanted to see you? you?? didn't he have a girlfriend? it had been harder to keep up with him on youtube and social media as your job took up more of your time. you quickly text him back that you would love to join him. charlie asked for your address so he could meet up with you and travel with you. it turns out the party was a 15 minute walk from your apartment. he says he’ll be over by 8, which gives you plenty of time to eat dinner and get ready. you look in the mirror one last time before you leave, messing with your hair a little. there’s a knock on the door, and you look at your watch. 8 on the dot. you exhale, calming yourself before opening the door. it’s charlie, its really him. his eyes light up when he sees you, and a wide smile grew on your face. before you can even say hi, he flings himself into you, pulling you into a deep and tight hug. you hug him back like you did during freshman move-in. “hi.” you croak out. he pulls away, but you can tell he wants to linger. “hi, sorry, i’m just really excited to see you again.” he explains as you step outside and lock your door. “I’m really happy to see you too charlie.” you smile at him, unable to think of the works to tell him how grateful you are to see him. 

the two of you walk and chat, it’s like no time has passed. you can understand each other’s humor well and quip back and forth. once or twice on the walk over, you were laughing so hard you had to take a breather to catch your breath, and once you did, just looking at charlie, you started laughing manically again. there's a brief moment before you arrive at the party, "wait, what happened between you and sadie?" you asked. "oh we dated for like 10 months then i found out she was cheating on me with some random fuck." he told you. you frown at this statement, "i'm sorry charlie." "its alright i was too distracted in that relationship anyways." he says. your head tilts in confusion, but right as you're about to ask more about that, his friends are calling him, and by extension, you, into the circle they've created.

as you walk up to the group, you see the lights inside flashing and hear the bass booming; you’ve been to a few house parties, so that shouldn’t be a big deal. charlie introduces you to a few of his friends before everyone goes in. the lights are much brighter than you thought, and the bass is booming more than you thought. you really tried to be in the moment with charlie and his friends, you just got him back in your life, why would you leave? charlie begins to notice that you’re starting to become more overwhelmed as the minutes pass and only give a polite laugh or a few-word answer to the group when he knows you would joke or go on tangents given the chance.  all you could really focus on was trying not to get too overstimulated. you feel a tap on the back of your hand; you look down to see charlie’s hand, then back up at him and meet his eyes. he leans into your ear so you can hear him and says, “i’m going to the kitchen to get some water, do you wanna come?” he pulls away to see you nodding your head. he takes your hand in his and leads the both of you to the kitchen. the house was so densely packed that your chest was just about touching his back. he pulls a door open for you and pushes you in so other people won't see the door open and join you. “how’d you know where the kitchen was?” you ask, leaning against the countertop. “i’ve been here before, it’s a friends house.” he grabs two glasses and fills them with tap water then hands you one. you take it, slowly sipping on it. “you alright?” he leans in closer, rubbing your arm up and down. “yeah i think, just when a while since i’ve been to a house party, not super used to the bass in my chest yet.” you chuckle at the last part. “well,” he sits his glass down, “we can hang out in here as long as youd like.” you smile at the offer, “i really appreciate it charlie but i don’t want to keep you from hanging out with your friends.” “i wanna hang out with you tonight. i see those guys like 3 times a month. last time i saw you was at graduation and i never thought i would see you again.” he confesses. you're stuck in your spot and can’t form words as he looks at you with fear creeping into his eyes that he misspoke. “please says something.” he whispers. you put your glass down and reach for the side of his neck as you lean in to kiss him. charlie relaxes his arms wrap around you, keeping you close. your other hand comes up to hold his cheek. you pull away, and both of you are left breathless, and your cheeks turn pink. “better then kissing the top of me head during sleepovers freshman year?” you tease. his eyes widened, “oh my god, you remember that?”

[shrimpbat]

which characters of yours from different universes would be friends?

OKAY REAL SO

honestly all my protagonists get along with each other!! But if we're talking other silly guys...

I HAVE LOTS

Baxie would love Mason, Carly, and Lavane. As different as the time periods are those three are HUGE jokesters and Baxie loves that energy.

Nyxa and Trixie would never shut up.

Lily and Bonnie would also never shut up (surprisingly)

Bonnie and Rosie would love talking to each other.

Mason, Carly, and Lavane would match Callie, Damon, and Jr's energy. Same can be said for Claire May, Dori June and Daisy Belle.

The trainees from SIFA in ET would love the IU teenagers.

Violet and Carly would be besties.

I said this in another ask but Amara and Amnesia would love each other's scariness.

Vex would fancy talking to Finnegan and Niratap.

Sara would have many convos with Fatima.

Sara would also love Rosie!

I've drawn this before but P1X3L would love Mushroom and Daisy Belle!

Nikki would talk for hours with Ms. Connie.

Velveto would love the Insaniams (lol brain demons)

Dixie, Suzy and Maxine would get along, all bossy little busybodies.

Bonus but the Insaniams from IU and the Infortuniums from RM fucking hate each other lol.

(The NBAF and RM characters canonically already know each other so they don't really count here lol)

[dragonflylady77]

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So... yesterday (today? timezones, man...) was @thissortofsorcery's birthday and I decided around 5pm that I'd write a fic for her.

2502 words later... read on Ao3

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BESTIE!!!

Summary:

Billy apologizes, Robin helps Steve with something, then she helps Billy with something.

Steve was standing against his car when he spotted Hargrove walking towards him. He planted his feet, crossing his arms over his chest and waited. It had been a couple of months since the fight at the Byers’ and they’d both done a good job avoiding each other.

He’d heard from Dustin that Max had told the gang Billy was sticking to his word and staying out of her way. The guy didn’t seem to hang around Tommy and his clique anymore and Steve wondered who he was hanging out with. He wasn’t sure why he wondered, but he did.

Hargrove stopped a couple of feet away, taking a deep drag on his cigarette before dropping it on the ground and crushing it with his boot. “Harrington.”

“Hargrove,” Steve said, his face showing none of the turmoil he was feeling inside. He wondered what had compelled him to press a finger to Billy’s chest that night, but he couldn’t get out of his head how warm and soft Billy’s skin had been.

“I took it too far that night, and for that I am sorry. My dad, um, my dad made it very clear that I needed to bring Maxine home and when you lied to me about it and wouldn’t let me take her with me, I saw red. That wasn’t your fault, but you have to agree that a thirteen-year-old girl had no business being alone with a bunch of boys at night in a house in the middle of nowhere.”

Steve felt his face heat up. “That’s not… I mean… I don’t…” he sputtered. What the fuck ?

“Yeah, I know that now, but you gotta admit it looked dodgy as hell. Anyway, you don’t have to forgive me or anything, but I wanted to say I’m sorry I made your face my punching bag.”

“Oh, um, okay.” Steve was having a hard time processing.

Billy nodded. “See ya.”

A car door slamming shut snapped Steve out of his trance and he realized Hargrove had left while he was staring into space. He heard the bell and swore under his breath, grabbing his bag out of his car before running towards the school.

The day passed in a daze and last period found Steve in the library for his tutoring session. His English teacher had arranged for someone from his AP class to help Steve with his college essays. Steve couldn’t ask Nancy anymore, obviously, things were too awkward. Part of him hoped it would be Billy Hargrove, though he doubted the new King of Hawkins High would want to spend more time with a washed out loser like Steve…

“Steve Harrington?” a decidedly female voice said next to him and he sat up, blinking. 

“Yes?”

“Hi. I’m Robin Buckley. Mr. Crowder asked me to help you with your college essays.” Robin sat in the chair next to him, dumping her backpack in the chair next to her. She pulled out a purple pencil case that was bursting at the seams and turned to him expectantly. “Well?”

“Well, what?” Steve had no idea what was going on and he was sure it showed on his face. This girl would no doubt tell everyone he was an idiot.

“Show me. Your essay.”

“Oh, right.” Steve reached in his bag and pulled out a slightly mangled sheet of paper. He passed it to Robin and tried to ignore the face she made as she flattened the sheet with her hand. “Sorry,” he mumbled, looking down at his hands on the table.

“It’s okay.” 

Steve felt her shrug then she started reading, a red pen at the ready. She read it slowly, clearly taking her time, and rereading it a few times as well. The amount of red marks on his essay made Steve wonder why he’d bothered at all.

Once she was done, she put her pen down and looked at Steve, an apologetic look on her face. “Okay, Steve. Um, it’s not all bad. You have some good ideas in there, but the execution is, um, shall we say, clunky.”

Letting out a groan that earned him a glare from the librarian, Steve crossed his arms on the table and hid his head in them. “I suck, I know.”

“Do you even want to go to college?” Robin asked, her voice muffled.

Steve shrugged. He was tired of his father yelling at him about his shit grades, his lack of prospects if he didn’t get into college, even how short-sighted he had been breaking it off with the Wheeler girl. Life sucked, and now he was kinda maybe having daydreams about what it would feel like to kiss Billy Hargrove.

“Ugh,” was the answer he gave Robin, lifting his head to peer at her. “My dad won’t shut up about it, threatens to cut me off if I don’t get in somewhere. But this study thing? Not sure it’s for me, yanno. Senior year is hard enough. From what all my teachers are saying, I’ll be lucky to graduate.”

“What are you going to do then? Work for your dad?”

“Ha!” Steve scoffed. “As if the great Richard Harrington, Jr. would stoop so low as to give his dumbass son a job in his successful empire.”

“Wow, okay… well, I work at Melvald’s on the weekend and they’re looking for a delivery boy. You have a car, you should apply. Don’t tell your dad and earn your own money.”

“Why are you helping me? I mean, you seem great, don’t get me wrong, but we don’t even know each other…”

“Everyone in the school knows who you are, Steve… but I don’t know.” Robin shrugged. “You don’t seem to have many friends and you look sad a lot.”

Steve had nothing to say to that. Her assessment was almost spot on. “I have friends…” he mumbled, embarrassed.

“Middle schoolers do not count, Steve, I don’t care what they tell you to get rides everywhere.”

“How do you know about that?” Steve sat back in his chair, staring. What the hell? Who was this girl and how did she know so much about him?

“I’m in the school band, dingus. I’m as good as invisible. And I’m very observant. For example, I saw you and Billy Hargrove have a chat this morning.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah. It surprised me because, last I’d heard, he was leaving you alone after he bashed your head in, last November.”

“He, um, he came to apologize for that, actually.”

“Nice. So… are you going to see him again?”

“What? What are you—no!” Steve looked around, checking to see if anyone was paying attention to them. Thankfully, the few students in the library seemed busy with their own things and they were far enough away that they wouldn’t have heard Robin. “No, it’s not like that,” he whispered furiously, inwardly shushing the little voice in his head saying that he would like it to be.

“Awww, you’re blushing… Your secret is safe with me.” Robin leaned closer and whispered, “I love a good enemies to lovers romance.”

Steve couldn’t make words, he could barely breathe, his mind stuck on a loop of ‘ whatthefuckwhatthefuckwhatthefuck ’ until the bell rang, moments later, snapping him out of it. He heard someone walk in, the stomping of boots familiar as hell, and he whipped his head to look, even if he already knew. Throwing Robin a small smile, he grabbed his essay from the table and shoved it in his bag. “I have to go.”

He forced himself to walk past Hargrove on his way to the exit, nodding back when Hargrove nodded, and managed to stop himself from running all the way to his car. He sat in his BMW, shaking like a leaf, trying to get his breathing under control before the kids showed up.

*****

“What was that about, Bird?” Billy asked Robin as he sat in the chair Harrington had just vacated. He tried not to react to the residual warmth of the plastic, considering who had been sitting on it. He failed.

“Not sure yet, my sweet. Crowder asked me to help Harrington with his college essay, and, hoo boy, he needs all the help he can get.” She smiled at him. “How was your day since your little chat with our former king this morning?”

Billy groaned, low enough that the librarian didn’t hear, leaning back in the chair. “Ugh. Of course, you know about that.”

“I was literally in the parking lot, and watched the painfully awkward encounter with my own eyes when I was chaining my bike.”

“Painful is accurate.” Billy rubbed both hands over his face then looked at Robin. He knew he was lucky they’d found each other. The two resident queer secret besties.

The basketball team had had an away game a couple of weeks after Billy had arrived in Hawkins. Unlike the cheerleaders, the band traveled with them. As the new guy on the team, Billy’d been assigned the last bed available, sharing a room with the member of the marching band that no one wanted to room with. 

Robin had told him as soon as the door had closed that she knew about his crush and that he needed to be more careful. Once Billy had recovered from the shock, they’d spend the night talking, exchanging stories and tips on how to appear less queer than they actually were. On the bus back to Hawkins, they’d gone into details about their current crushes, vowing to help each other. Billy had agreed to pose as Robin’s boyfriend in front of her parents, so they’d stop asking her about gross boys, and he was able to drop Robin’s name and keep Neil off his back—about the queer thing at least.

“I asked him what you said to him, and he said you had apologized.”

“I did.” Didn’t Robin say she had witnessed the interaction?

“Uh huh, that’s great, I’m proud of you, but wha—”

“Wow, you don’t have to sound so enthusiastic…” Billy deadpanned, hearing Robin’s complete lack of interest.

“Shut up. I asked him if he was going to see you again, and he blushed. He turned bright red, in front of my eyes, my sweet.”

“And?” Billy said, confused. What was Robin getting at?

“He didn’t deny it, he looked so flustered then you walked in and he ran off.”

“Again, and?”

“I think you should go to his house and, and, do that thing you do, you know, with your eyelashes and your mouth.”

“Flirting?”

“Yes, that. Go now, while he’s still all in a state. It’s your best chance.”

“Bird…”

“Fly, my pretty, go get your love,” Robin said, and she honest to god giggled. 

Billy rolled his eyes but had no choice but to do what she said because she started shoo-ing him and the librarian was now looking in their direction. 

He parked a couple of houses down from the Harringtons’ fancy mansion and made his way to the front door, ringing the bell and waiting. No matter what Robin had said, he really didn’t think Steve would open the door. He took a slow spin, taking in the surroundings, noticing the overwhelming amount of greenery in this part of town, especially compared to Cherry Lane.

“Billy?” Steve’s shocked voice said behind him. “What, um, what are you doing here?”

Billy turned around, taking in the soft looking sweater and joggers Steve was now wearing. “I came to see you, pretty boy. Robin said you needed some help and, well, here I am.”

“You… Come in already, it’s freezing out.” 

Steve moved to let Billy in and closed the door behind him. “ You want to help me ?” His tone was saying one thing but the way his eyes swept over Billy were saying another.

Billy took the two steps separating them, crowding Steve, but not quite touching him.

“You bet, pretty boy,” he whispered in the gap between them. “In any way I can…” He let his eyes drop to Steve’s mouth before making eye contact again. This close, he could see the flakes of gold in the brown. He wondered what Steve’s chocolate eyes would look like in the early morning sunlight.

Steve’s hands were on his jaw before Billy could react as Steve pulled Billy to him, slanting their mouths together. The surprised gasp that breached Billy’s lips was all Steve needed to slide his tongue in Billy’s mouth. 

The shock of Steve making the first move only lasted a moment. Billy wasted no time pressing Steve’s body against the door, his hands reaching under the hem of his sweater. His fingers encountered warm naked skin and Billy moaned.

“Fuck, Steve…”

“Not on the first date,” Steve said with a smile, burying his hands in Billy’s hair and pressing their foreheads together.

“Could be a date,” Billy replied, sliding a thigh between Steve’s legs, his heart rate picking up speed when he felt Steve grow hard against him.

“Billy…”

Billy never thought that hearing a guy whine his name would get him hot under the collar, but today was fraught with new and unexpected experiences.

“Yeah, baby, I’m here. I’ve got you. What do you need?” he asked Steve, nibbling along Steve’s jaw, before mouthing at the column of his neck.

“You. Me. Naked. My bed.”

*****

“Billy?” Steve asked, his head resting on Billy’s chest, fingers drawing patterns along his barely visible treasure trail. Billy had gone down on him then Steve had given his first ever blow job and he was pretty sure Billy had enjoyed it. He hoped Billy would let him do it again.

“Yeah?” Billy’s hand on Steve’s back didn’t stop; Steve took comfort in that.

“I… Robin said something earlier, about enemies to lovers romance and I want you to know, this isn’t an experiment for me.”

“No?” Billy’s voice was devoid of emotion and Steve didn’t like it.

“I really like you, Billy. I know what happened in November happened, but I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you.”

“Steve…”

“What I’m saying is, I know we can’t go out on dates, because it’s dangerous for people like us, but if you wanted, we could hang out here. Order in. Make out in the hot pool my parents installed last year.”

“I like your idea, Stevie, a lot.”

“So you’ll stay?”

Instead of answering with words, Billy flipped them over so he was on top, his hands in Steve’s hair holding him still as he licked into Steve’s mouth. Steve’s hands found Billy’s hips, helping the rolling rhythm that made them both groan and gasp. They never stopped kissing, moving against each other until they both reached their peak.

The ensuing shower to clean the mess that covered them both took so long that they ran out of hot water but they didn’t care. 

With the help of a little birdie, they’d found each other, and, well, that was worth all the cold showers in the world.

[lolahaurisfw]

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What I Won't Write:

Smut. (Go to my other blog)

What I'm Willing To Write:

Reader Who Is: Tall, Short, Fat, Chubby, Curvy, Buff. Trans/NB.

Reader Who Has: Depression, Anxiety, DPDR, ADD.

Fluff, angst, platonic, hurt/comfort.

HC's, one shots, short multi-chapter fics, imagines/drabbles.

Canon-friendly, AU's, Canon Divergence, Out of Character.

Ch x Ch / Ch x Reader / Ch x OC / Poly Ships of any kind.

F/F, M/M, F/M, GN/F, GN/M, Poly Ships of any kind.

Now that that's out of the way, here's the list of fandoms and characters i'm familiar with and will happily take requests on!

Adventure Time/Fiona & Cake: PB, Marceline, Marshall Lee, Winter King, Candy Queen, Simon, Ice King, Fiona.

Attack On Titan: Armin, Eren, Mikasa, Sasha, Levi, Hanji, Annie, Historia, Reiner, Erwin, Ymir. 

Avatar: Jake, Neytiri.

Batman Begins Trilogy: Batman, Catwoman, Bane, Joker, Scarecrow.

Beauty & The Beast: Belle, Beast/Adam, Gaston.

Bee & Puppycat: Bee, Deckard, Cass, Toast.

BigBang Theory: Raj, Leonard, Penny, Amy.

Bistro Huddy: All Staff Members.

Black Dynamite: Honeybee, Black Dynamite.

BNA: Michiru, Shirou.

Bob’s Burgers: Bob, Linda.

Breaking Bad: Jesse, Skylar.

Call of Duty: Konig, Ghost, Mace, Keegan, Krueger, Valeria, Farah.

Creepypasta: Jeff, Jane, Ben, Toby, EJ, LJ, Slenderman, Splendorman, Clockwork, Kate, Masky, Hoodie,

Desperate Housewives: Bree, Gabi, Edie, Lynette, Carlos, John.

Dirty Dancing: Johnny, Baby.

Earth Girls Are Easy: Mac, Zeebo, Wiploc, Valerie.

Elemental: Wade, Ember.

Encanto: Isabela, Bruno, Dolores, Julieta.

FNAF Movie: Vanessa, Mike, William/Steve.

Frozen: Elsa, Anna, Kristoff.

Futurama: Leela, Fry, Amy, Bender.

Good Pizza, Great Pizza: Alicante, Octavia, Dr. Keh, Nasir, Flash, Cicero, Kimmy Slice, Dr. Price.

Grandma's Boy: J.P, Samantha.

Gravity Falls: Ford, Stan, Soos, Melody, Giffany, Bill.

Jane The Virgin: Jane, Michael, Petra, Luisa, Rose, Rogelio, Xiomara.

Jurassic Park (1993): Ian Malcolm, Ellie Sattler.

Jujutsu Kaisen: Gojo, Choso, Nanami, Sukuna, Toji, Shoko, Geto, Yaga Masamichi, Utahime, Uraume.

King of the Hill: Hank, Peggy, Luane, Nancy, Dale, Khan, Min, John Redcorn.

Life Is Strange (2015): Maxine, Chloe.

Lisa Frankenstein: Lisa, Creature, Taffy.

Little Mermaid (2022): Ariel, Eric.

MHA: Dabi, Hawks, Aizawa, Shigaraki.

Miller's Girl: Cairo, Johnathon.

Moon Knight: Moon System, Layla, Khonshu.

Mulan: Mulan, Li Shang.

National Treasure: Benjamin, Riley.

Nintendo: Link, Zelda, Peach, Daisy, Rosalina, Luigi, Bowser, Waluigi.

Norbit: Rasputia, Norbit.

Princess & The Frog: Tiana, Lottie, Naveen, Shadow Man.

Ratatouille: Colette, Linguini. 

Regular Show: Mordecai, Margret, Eileen, CJ, Benson.

Resident Evil: Karl Heisenberg, Carlos Oiliveria, Lady Dimitrescu.

Rick and Morty: Rick, Jerry, Beth, Doofus Rick.

Riverdale: FP Jones, Hiram.

Scott Pilgrim vs. The World: Kim, Ramona, Gideon, Wallace.

Scream 5: Amber, Tara, Sam.

Serial Mom: Chip, Beverly.

Silverado: Slick, Rae, Mal, Paden.

Shallow Hal: Rosemary, Hal.

Shameless: Lip, Fiona, Kev, V.

SheRa (2018): All Adults.

Sherlock (2010): Sherlock, John Watson.

Slashers & DBD: Brahms, Ghostface, Michael Myers, Jason Vorhees, Pyramid Head, The Spirit, Huntress, Trapper, Wraith, Trickster, Pearl, Jennifer Check, Stu Matcher, Billy Loomis, Tiffany Valentine, Patrick Batmeman, Thomas Hewitt, Vincent Sinclair, Eric Draven, The Artist, Amanda Young.

Spiderverse: Miguel, Jessica Drew.

Spongebob: Dennis, Man Ray.

Squid Games: Gi-Hun, Sae-Byeok, Ali, Sang Woo.

Stardew Valley: All Adult Humans (Except George & Evelyn)

Steven Universe: Garnet, Amethyst, Peridot, Lapis, Jasper, Blue Diamond, Rose, Greg.

Stranger Things: Robin, Billy Eddie, Chrissy, Hopper.

Supernatural: Sam, Dean, Castiel.

Super Store: Amy, Jonah, Dina, Garrett, Cheyenne.

Tangled: Flynn, Rapunzel, Mother Gothell.

The Batman (2022): Batman, Riddler.

The Breakfast Club: John Bender, Allison Reynolds.

The Nanny: C.C, Fran, Maxwell.

Total Drama Island: S1 Contestants, Chris, Chef, Blainley.

Triple Frontier: Frankie, Santiago.

Turning Red: Ming Lee, Jin Lee.

Twilight: Edward, Carlisle, Alice, Charlie.

YOU: Beck, Joe, Peach, Love.

Young Sheldon: Mary, Connie.

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