#oc: drake peters

[naquey]

More smut in my werewolf Hockey romance universe. Because I can't stop thinking about it.

Dividers: cafekitsune

Drake Peters, king of the ice in San Diego, knew as much as everyone else that he was top dog. Center player for Central Valley Bears, and self-appointed team captain, he got what he wanted. His parents were never rich growing up so when he got a hockey scholarship he grabbed fate by the reigns.

Getting what he wanted meant he could get whoever he wanted. Like some glorified playboy, winning every hockey game granted him girls to take home. But all he wanted was Marnie.

She smelled sweet like nectarines, and even after walking her to her class like some lovesick schoolboy, he could smell her on his clothes. The purple and blue knock-off letter man jacket reeked of her.

Marnie was a new face at Central Valley College, she transferred from some rinky-dink community college with bright eyes and big hopes. The guys on his team, more specifically his goalie Josh took great pleasure in teasing his team captsin. It was insufferable.

The nights after a full moon were the worst. He may not be an anthropomorphic beast, but hair grew like crazy and he was even more hungry than the night of the full moon. Bored out of his mind he took her textbook out of his hands.

"Who cares about psychology? You've finished your homework haven't you?" He shut her book and hooked an arm under her leg, leaning his face against her bare skin. His fingers traced the hem of her jean shorts.

"I haven't taken my notes on the chapter, give it here." Marnie leaned forward to reach for her textbook. Curls falling in her face.

"No, I don't think I want to. I have a much better idea." He tossed her book behind him somewhere on the floor of her dorm. With his other hand free he dragged her closer, leaning his head on her abdomen.

He wasn't in a rut. He hadn't been in a rut for a while, but he couldn't help wondering if she was as sweet as she smelled. He hooked his arms around her waist, idly tracing the button on her shorts. He could feel the warmth radiating off her in waves and chuckled against her clothed skin.

"Not everything is about sex, if I could just do the notes on the chapter-"

He couldn't stifle the growl at the back of his throat. Drake wouldn't make her do anything, but there was this itch in his bones.

"I don't see you jumping my bones," she chuckled and reached a hand out to brush his dark hair back from his forehead. "Aren't you supposed to be a savage beast? I've heard the stories,"

"Oh? You have," he raised and chuckled. "Well, what have you heard?"

Her face flushed and she stared down at him. Her heartbeat travelled doen and she could only pray he couldn't feel it but judging by his reaction he was well aware. A tingling feeling pooled in the pitt of her stomach.

"Come on then, what have people said?"

"Don't make me say it?" She looked away, tugging on her hair to cover her face.

"What? Are you embarrassed?" His fingers traced the waistline of her shorts and he hummed lowly. The vibrationg sending a tingle across her skin.

"Do you think about it? Do you want it?" Drake grinned up at her and propped himself up on his hands so their faces were level with one another.

"I'm not lewd..." Marnie mumbled. She turned her face and their noses were nearly touching. His canines glistened and she swallowed hard.

He balanced on his knees and snaked his hands towards her shorts. In a surprised motion he pulled them down and Marnie squeaked, clenching her thighs together. She'd thought about it, sure, but what exactly did she think about?

Drake gave her a look that made a shiver run down her spine. Her face was redder than the color of her hair. She wasn't dirt for thinking it, but it would only happen in her wildest dreams. Yet, it was happening here and now.

Without warning his head was between her legs, amber eyes boring into her soul as he pressed his tongue against the growing wetness in her panties, adding to the slightly dark splotch. Her breath hitched in her throat and she involuntarily threw her head back.

Drake worked her leg through one hole in her panties and buried his face in her warmth. He licked long wet stripes along her folds and snaked his arms around to pull her apart. The werewolf was like a starving animal sucking and licking. He would devour her whole if he truly wanted.

Marnie muffled her moans with her hand, biting down on her knuckles. As Drake lapped away like a dog in heat, he slowly inserted two fingers and curled them upward. It seemed to scratch a spot and she jumped slightly.

He mumbled something, the gravel in his voice sent vibrations through her as he added a third finger and pumped them with a bit of speed. He tilted his head slightly to watch her reactions.

Drake Peters gets what he wants, and with some sort of swiftness he managed to turn them so that she was sitting on his face. Marnie felt the scratchy carpet beneath her knees and tried to lift herself off but her kept a firm grip on her thighs, thoroughly enjoying his meal. She involunatirly grabbed on his hair and tugged it quite harshly, biting her lip so hard it may bleed. Not that he eouldn't lick that up either.

God, knows how long it took. It didn't matter, but he finally tipped her over the edge and tightened his grip on the flesh of her thighs to keep her still. He treated her cum on his tongue like nectar from the gods.

And he wanted it again, and again, and again.

[couldeatthatgirlforlunch]

Something About Curly Hair and Any Character You Have in Mind

I've always had a fantasy of someone playing with my curls. Delicately pulling on them, like a kid pulling on a string. Playfully and adoringly watching the curl bounce back. Maybe the person could even praise it, saying it's cute, or beautiful, or mesmerising. Especially if they don't have curly hair.

A few minutes ago, my girl friend did it to me, exactly how I've always dreamed, even if inside I wanted to pull away, afraid that she would mess it up, I didn't, and she didn't, and even if she did, I wouldn't care, because I'm starved. So here's this little scenario that I finally felt courage and inspiration to write.

This was written based on my own experience having 123B hair, that has some volume on it (how do you even measure that??), with definition, so you must imagine it was very indulgent.

Also works for Readers of any race!!!! I just specify they have natural curls, didn't even mention the colour.

Gn!Reader and Gn!Character so you reaaaally can imagine whoever you want. But the character probably doesn't have curly hair, and learns to do different hairstyles on you (it's different doing it on yourself and then doing on other people, so you still can imagine any gender or appearance on them). Sex is mentioned. I'm tagging this with the first characters that come to my mind while writing this, just to make it easier.

Might edit this later because it's currently 3am and I'm sleepy as fuck

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They love you. That means they love everything about you. And they love your hair.

They think the volume is sexy. Think clouds can't be softer. Think the way the light reflects on it is ethereal. Think the curls smells heavenly. Think the shape is unmatched.

When you move your hair, it's like being a kid and having a first crush again. Especially if the action causes the delicate smell of it travel through the air faster than they can blink, and they're swallowed in a fog of you.

When you sleep in the same bed together for the first time, and every other time after, they like to wake up before you. Just to admire your peacefull beauty for a while. Like the rest of the world doesn't exist. That's the best way to start a day.

Sometimes, boredom doesn't get to them because tracing curl patterns in your hair with their eyes is entertainment for a lifetime. Never before have they noticed that someone can have more than one curl texture, and how unique and perfect that mixture can look.

There's moments where they get distracted by you. You, taking their attention from something supposedly more important at that moment. Either you smell too nice, or look too good, or shine too bright. And they just can't seem to find anything more interesting than looking at you and your hair.

The first time they touched it, they were surprised by how soft it was, like cotton. Almost weightless, despite it's volume and length. Other people's hair surely doesn't feel like this. They spend so much time touching it the first time, that you have to ask them to stop, or you wouldn't have a nice hair day the next day. They looked like a kicked puppy, so you taught them to gently scrunch from the bottom.

They think bonnets are funny at first, but not in a bad way. They're not laughing at you. Mostly giggling, actually. They understand you may have needed some courage to look like this with them around. And it's like a tiny, almost nonexistent, relationship goal. To be intimate enough to feel confortable wearing a bonnet in front of your partner. And they love that you have no problem doing it.

They even buy silk sheets and pillows if it might help you. It might be morte confortable and not mess with your hair. And they understands sex while having curly hair might be frustrating at times.

Speaking of, they won't pull or mess with it unless you ask for it. They took very seriously your lesson from the first time. And if you have some instructions to give them on how to do it while causing less damage, then you certainly will lift a weight off some shoulders.

Oh, and the difference of how it looks when it's wet and then dry? They can't believe their eyes for a moment. Logic seems to escape. It feels impossible. But it isn't. And they're amazed. Almost jealous for not being as gorgeous as you. They understand why someone would be jealous of you.

Actually, they partially think others should be. If someone dares to utter you are less than stunning, then oh boy. God help them.

Any styling is great. And they're so in love with you, so focused on you, eyes solely on you, that they think no hairstyle looks as good on other people, as they look on you. Even if you hate it, he thinks it looks way better than it would have on anyone else.

Also, they learn some things. They learns to curl with their fingers, how to put on clips, how to do some braids, or buns, or pigtains, or anything you wear often. Even something you never did, but they think will make you ethereal, they will do it on you. They might not even teach you, just so you'll need them for something.

They feel part of their heart breaking if you straighten it. Sure it looks good. If it makes you happy, than they're happy. But it's far from a favorite look on you. It's not the natural you. And they love you. They might love a modified version of you, but only because they love you. Just the way you are.

And if you ever feel insecure, I assure you, they're gonna fix you right up.

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[starkandthewaynes]

I don't know what to write

[twisted-dork]

Tim, Stephanie, and Duke Meeting May Parker (AKA Trying to Figure Out the Mystery Woman Who Beat the Joker with a Baseball Bat)

Tim Drake was not okay with not knowing things.

Stephanie Brown loved a good mystery.

Duke Thomas? Well, Duke was just along for the ride at this point.

But the three of them together, trying to figure out May Parker? That was a recipe for absolute chaos.

After May Parker took out the Joker leaving a power vacuum, Tim had gone into full-on detective mode.

Because she had to be someone.

No one just showed up in Gotham and takes down the Joker without breaking a sweat. That was the kind of thing that required answers.

Which led them to the Gotham Public Library.

Where Tim, Stephanie, and Duke were currently gathered behind a bookshelf, whispering like the world’s worst spies (Duke just wanted to study).

Stephanie: “She looks normal.”

Duke: “What were you expecting? Horns?”

Stephanie: “I dunno, something ominous.”

Tim: “Can you two be quiet? I’m trying to observe.”

Duke: “Dude, you look like a creep.”

Tim (dead serious): “Surveillance is a vital component of detective work.”

Stephanie: “You’ve been watching her for three hours.”

Duke: “Are you sure you don’t have a crush? Because this is starting to feel personal.”

Tim scowled.

Tim: “I do not have a crush. I have questions.”

Stephanie: “Mmm-hmm.”

Duke: “Sure, man.”

Tim turned his attention back to May, watching as she helped a patron check out a book. She was polite, friendly—but there was something about her.

A sharpness in her eyes. A way she carried herself that screamed experience.

This was a woman who had seen things.

Tim was sure of it.

And then—it happened.

Peter Parker, the kid she had been protecting, came barreling up to her, talking a mile a minute about his book.

And May?

She listened.

Not the way an adult humored a child, but like she actually cared about what he was saying.

Tim, Stephanie, and Duke all exchanged glances.

Because that was interesting.

Stephanie, naturally, was the first to crack.

Because she had zero patience.

She waltzed right up to May, all smiles and sunshine.

Stephanie: “Hey! You’re new around here, right?”

May blinked at her, clearly caught off guard.

May: “…Yes?”

Stephanie: “Cool, cool. Just wanted to say hi. Also, you totally beat up the Joker, and that was amazing.”

May gave her a look.

May: “…I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Stephanie: “Uh-huh. Sure you don’t.”

Tim dragged a hand down his face as Duke muffled a laugh.

So much for subtlety.

Duke, ever the diplomat, tried a different approach.

Duke: “So, uh… how’d you end up in Gotham?”

May considered him for a moment before answering.

May: “Bit of a long story. Just trying to keep my nephew safe.”

Tim, ever the detective, narrowed his eyes.

Tim: “From what?”

May sipped her coffee.

May: “From people who don’t know when to back off.”

And suddenly, the temperature in the room dropped.

Because that was not the answer of someone who was just some librarian.

That was the answer of someone who had dealt with threats before.

Stephanie, Tim, and Duke all had the same realization at the same time:

May Parker was dangerous.

Not in the flashy, look-at-me kind of way.

No.

It was in the quiet way. The way she watched everything, noted every exit, every movement. The way she instinctively shifted Peter behind her when a loud noise startled him.

She was someone who had learned how to survive.

Tim, despite himself, was impressed.

Stephanie looked intrigued.

Duke?

Duke just nodded, clearly filing that away under things not to mess with.

After about ten more minutes of talking, they had learned nothing.

May was good—really good—at keeping her secrets.

So, naturally, Stephanie made a decision.

Stephanie: “Okay, I like her. She’s scary, but in a ‘cool aunt’ kind of way.”

Duke: “Yeah, she’s got vibes.”

Tim sighed.

Tim: “…We still don’t know who she is.”

Stephanie: “That just makes her cooler.”

Duke patted Tim’s shoulder sympathetically.

Duke: “Face it, man. You’ve been outmaneuvered.”

Tim scowled.

Tim: “…I hate her already.”

Which, in Tim-speak, meant: I respect her and I need to figure out who the hell she is immediately.

May, meanwhile, just sipped her coffee, watching them with a bemused expression.

Because she knew.

She knew they were trying to figure her out.

And she was letting them try.

For now.

Some art for Spider Mayhem:

[jiahaes]

a spoonful of sugar (helps the medicine go down)

batkids/spider-teens x platonic!maternal!oc

ft. bruce doesn't-know-what-he's-doing wayne & miguel i-held-a-grudge-against-a-minor o'hara

i'm currently obsessed with the idea of bruce wayne x miguel o'hara, and so now i'm writing a fic for it lmao. hopefully I actually end up writing this 👀

bruce wayne is a pretty okay parent. miguel o'hara is not. between the two of them, they can't take care of every single batkid + the growing number of spider-teens.

thank god for the mysterious woman that shows up on their doorstep in an extremely mary poppins-like fashion. she's everything the spiderbatfamily needed...and that's the problem. they're vigilantes. nothing is every simple or perfect in their line of work. a spoonful of sugar isn't gonna solve all their problems...right?

chapters:

i. sincerely, jane and michael banks

ii. tradition, discipline, and rules must be the tools

iii. a robin feathering his nest has very little time to rest

iv. a jolly jolly holiday with you

v. but that's going a bit too far, don't you think?

vi. tea parties on the ceiling

vii. come feed the little birds, show them you care

ix. in the hands of the directors who invest as propriety demands

x. chim chim cher-ee!

xi. never need a reason, never need a rhyme

xii. he's brought to rack and ruin in his prime

xiii. you can have your own set of wings

[piratespacex]

The main five animatronics of Carlos Carnival!

Carlos cat, mascot of the whole carnival. Penny panda, backup singer and dessert server. Randy rat, guitarist and chief. Drake dragon, drummer and strongest animatronic. And Winston wolf, backup singer and contortionist.

More excessive info below (very long)⬇️

Short History

June 22nd 2001 was the birth of Carlos Carnival and the beginning of the sick and demented minds of Mr [REDACTED] and Mrs [REDACTED].

Around that time, actual actors and performers were the main entertainment of the carnival. They acted like how Disney characters would act in Disney land or Disney world. The carnival gained decent amount of popularity but it wasn’t getting enough visitors for the two owners. So Mr [REDACTED] spent the latter half of 2001 developing, and blueprinting the designs and concepts of the carnival’s animatronics. His goal was to draw in more crowds and earn money from the carnival but to also play out his sick fantasy of committing crime. He subtly added elements to the animatronic’s designs, that would be in theory, be dangerous. Such as long and sharp claws for Carlos and holding spaces in the robot’s stomach.

The first animatronics Mr [REDACTED] had tested were two animals; Leo The Lion and the prototype version of Randy rat. He assembled some testers and things went wrong as they both “malfunctioned” and attacked the testers, nearly killing some until Mr [REDACTED] turned the crazed robots off. The testers sued the owners, but since Mr [REDACTED] had a brother who was in high power with many connections, the case was soon dropped. The flaws in the robots is that he made them too violent and aggressive. So he repurposed only one. Prototype Randy would be rebuilt to be like a springtrap, with spikes inside of its body. Set in the darker corners of the carnival where guests could hide in him to escape any potential animatronic attacks, only to be brutally impaled and killed. Leo would be completely abandoned and left to rot as he had nothing to rebuild on.

In 2002, Carlos The Cat and Randy The Rat would be officially added and immediately the carnival’s popularity would skyrocket and guest flocked in for the innovative robots. They had personality, charm, wit, and most importantly, they could interact with the guests with such fluidity and perfection that it was common to mistake the robot to be sentient. Business boomed and they kept adding more and more attractions to the travelling carnival. Only staying for 1-3 months before leaving to another state. However, since the animatronics were built to be aggressive in some way, safety pods were made and placed around the carnival so that guests and workers alike could hide in case of a “malfunctioning” animatronic. Only 5 would be made, that was until Winston The Wolf was created. Mr [REDACTED] really wanted Winston to be the most aggressive and dangerous one so made it that, Winston would out of nowhere get extremely excited and pumped and in his frenzy he would attack other people, and due to his contortions, he could be anywhere without issue. So the pods went from 5 to 25. Locking immediately once entered and practically impossible to open on the outside. Only Drake The Dragon could open the pods from the outside due to his strength. So many injuries and even some deaths and disappearances happened after the introduction of Winston.

Employees

Andrew “Drew” McLean

Such a young and promising man, nearly as talented with engineering as Mr [REDACTED]. With such talents, he went to engineering school and was heading for a bachelor’s degree in robotic engineering. He got hired when the carnival was in Idaho, because him and the co owner bonded over their love for machines and robots. He was smart and curious but his curiosity got the better of him and in order for Drew to not learn the true motives of the robot’s purpose and design, was killed. He worked from 2002 til 2006.

Mitchel “Mitchy” Maruyama

A single mother of twins at the young age of 16 when her then boyfriend got her pregnant, disowned by her parents, her boyfriend left, not being able to own up to his mistake and she was too ashamed to continue high school and dropped out. Did some odd jobs here and there til she landed a job as a waitress in Carlos Carnival. Finally everything was looking good, she could feed herself and her children. That was until she covered for another security guard’s night shift and Winston found her. Worked from 2003 til 2004.

Miguel Rivera

An illegal and undocumented immigrant from Mexico, he merely only wanted a better life for himself and his family. He has a strong talent for the culinary arts but despite his talent, he couldn’t enter culinary schools and he grew depressed. To get rid of this sadness he looked for jobs to distract himself and looked for jobs, but due to his undocumented status, it was impossible. But when Carlos Carnival was in town and he signed up, he got it. He earned decent amount of money for his money. Life was good til he stumbled upon prototype Randy and got too close. Worked from 2002 til 2004.

Lukas Haltmore

He only worked there because his little brother Dennis, wanted him to, the job wasn’t all that hard to get, all things considered and the pay was weirdly good for only delivering food. Often times he would find himself, babysitting sitting his little brother during work. While his parents went off to their own jobs. Things went fine, until August 12th of 2004. When Dennis, wanting to impress his friends, climbed up Drake and crawled into his mouth. Lukas tried to warm him but Dennis shrugged it off. Only for the robot to get aggravated by Dennis’s bite down. Effectively ending his short life. Though it wasn’t Lukas’s fault, his grief stricken mother thought otherwise. Only a month later did Lukas met his demise one night shift, when he failed to enter the safety pods as Drake dragged him away. Worked from 2003 til 2004.

Karen Stevenson

Going through a hefty divorce is awful, nearly loosing your stuff is shitty but on the bright side you could make kids smile when you’re a party host. That was Karen’s mindset, though her life was shitty. Her job wasn’t all that bad. She loved kids and wanted some herself one day and she felt like taking this kid oriented job was perfect for her. Each day, no matter how bad her home life was, she would be smiling as clocking in to work was a genuine joy for her. Pay was nice and she just settling in her new apartment with the help of her new bf. Things were finally turning for the better, that was until she encountered Winston during one of his excited crazed frenzies. He dragged her to the vents, never to be seen again. Worked from 2003 till 2006.

Peter Sickley

That’s you, the player. Been working from the very beginning as a guy in a costume to maintenance guy for the robots. In all these years you’ve seen odd goings on with the carnival and its robots, and even more so with the many disappearance of your fellow coworkers. But as more disappeared, more are hired to replace them. The boss won’t talk to anyone about this and you feel more and more unsafe in the workplace, but you’re determined to find the truth of your coworkers disappearances. So you quit your day shifts for night shifts. Now, can you survive? Your first night shift will begin on may 2nd 2009, good luck :)

Notes

The safety pods have a two way mirror installed so that the animatronics cannot tell if a person is actually inside. And it’s recommended to hold your breath while inside so that the robots don’t hear your breathing.

A lot of the jobs offered in the carnival have specific uniforms. Most are the same except for some, for example: party host. They are required to wear a headpiece of one of the animatronics, like cat ears, panda ears, etc.

The disappearances and killings are often blamed on the victim or completely covered up. Hence why the carnival is still travelling the country.

There’s an anti Carlos Carnival group named “Justice for the innocent” or JFTI for short, that protests and rallies against the continued existence of Carlos Carnival. Founded by Lois Haltmore, mother of Lukas and Dennis Haltmore. Her main goal is to shut down the establishment for good and sent the owners to jail and bring justice to the lives taken and hurt.

Carlos Carnival is very much responsible for shutting down local businesses whenever it stops by a state or town. It also way more popular than any amusement park in the area, even rivalling Disney parks at some point.

I now just realised Miguel shares the same name with a Disney character😭

[danganronpatruecolors]

Costumes List!

Howdy! Apologies, I didn't send the costumes list like I said I would yesterday: So...here, a lil' late halloween gift. Costumes list!

Gabby - Generator Rex/Rex Salazar Thomas - Standard Werewolf Peter - Standard Witch Leo - Apollo Justice (Ace Attorney) Martin - The Red Death (Edgar Allen Poe/Spooky's Jumpscare Mansion) Jamie - Kristoph Gavin (Ace Attorney) Travis - Phoenix Wright James - Furio Tigre (Ace Attorney) or Guzma (Pokémon) Julius - Maya Fey (Ace Attorney) (They're matching) (With their brother) Kiara - Marceline Abadeer (Adventure Time) Arnold & DD: Each Other Jane - Jessica Rabbit Vivianne - Kawaii Internet Angel (Needy Streamer Overload) Chrissy - Futaba (Persona 5) Linda - Noelle Holiday (Deltarune)

[jlbilu]

Why so many cahiers

I own several cahiers/notebooks with no specific use or purpose. Maybe I bought them because they seemed cute, pretty or whatever. Most of them don't have an even medium quality paper.

The thing is- I've thought about to write and ¿"illustrate"? my few original characters & what's related to them.

(i. e. : birthplace-> its language, dialects, folklore, History, gastronomy, traditions; profession-> its world, some History, how it worked at the time... those things, the mostly accurate possible having in mind that creative freedom/artistic license would be present since it's just fiction & I'll write it just for me, for myself. But anyway, it would imply tons of research; even if it's fantasy, nowadays I don't feel right, comfortable, creating out of the blue. And needless to say, my suspension of disbelief has been waning over the years. Well- the "speech" is way too long. Not thick, but long)

Should I use these cahiers with crappy paper... or bought anoter one where I could use glue, washi tape and those things...?

[cozy-earthbaby]

3 of a Soul - (part 2)

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(A/N - Everyone is over 18 cuz It makes life easier.)

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Drake was really starting to get on Damien's nerves.

Correction. The oldest three of the batfam were getting on his nerves, but it was Drake's fault.

It started with him and Todd discussing some dingy cafe at the edge of Parks Row. Todd was suspicious of how calm it was, so Drake looked into it. The usual background check and stake out. The place was clean.

Then Drake kept going there.

That then in turn made Todd more upset, who then dragged Grayson into the mess.

Which brought him here.

Standing in front of the aforementioned cafe alongside Drake and Grayson. Todd refused to go till the establishment had Grayson's approval. The tacky sign contained an idiotic pun that got a laugh out of the oldest.

"Don't know why Jay-bird has a problem with this place, seems quite wonderful to me!" Grayson's chipper mood only seemed to sour Damien's.

"And I told you both I had this handled! I don't know why you need to be here?" Todd complained, tired eyes glancing at them. "It's just a cafe."

"Tch. We really shouldn't be wasting our time with this non-sense. However, Todd would only continue to whine. He's under the impression you're not taking this seriously." Damien huffed out. It really did feel like a waste of time.

As they entered the doorbell announced their presence. A short darkhaired young man with pale skin and a troublesome smile sat at the counter greeted them. Bright blue eyes piercing into them. Damien felt himself shiver. Damien never shivered.

"Tim! My favorite coffee addict! Always good ta see ya! Your usual? Oh! Who're your friends?" The midwestern drawl stood out immediately as he addressed Drake, Smile growing with a wink. Drake in return turned a light shade of red. Tch. Pitiful.

"H-Hey Danny! Yeah, yeah that'll be great! And these are my brothers. Dick and Damien. They wanted to check this place out." Drake was attempting the small talk like his foot was in his mouth. Honestly pitiful.

Danny punched in Drake's order as he looked Grayson up and down, an almost evil grin placing itself on his face. "You go by Dick? On purpose?" The snark was thick in his voice, mischief in his eyes. Before Grayson could defend himself, a male voice with a New York accent called from the back as someone emerged.

"Danny! Play nice!" The New Yorker was a sight, an objectively handsome young man with chestnut hair that almost glowed and sweet honey doe eyes that seemed to sparkle. He was built similar to Grayson, slightly taller through. His face, smile, and eyes were warm and open, a contrast to Danny's sharp watching gaze. "Sorry about him. Don't know what Tim's told you, but Danny is house trained." The tease caught Danny's attention.

"Peeeeetey! I was just askin' a question! I was bein' friendly." The shorter boy draped himself over his coworker.

A snort was earned. "Yeah. Sure." The chestnut-haired man said drily, rolling his eyes as he redirected his attention to the brother's. "Sorry again. Names Peter. Now, what can we get you boys?" The New York accent took on a more friendly, almost playful tone, as his doe eyes crinkled with his smile. Damien felt his mouth go dry. Tch. What a bother.

"No problem Peter! As you heard, I'm Dick, this is Damien, and this is our first time. Timmy here is such a fan, we just had to check it out!" Grayson, ever the social butterfly, was already laying the charm on thick as he wrapped an arm around Drake. "Any recommendations? Unlike certain people... Some of us like to actually taste their coffee." The wink he sent Peter was probably a bit much. However, he was rewarded with a gentle laugh from Peter. The angelic sound made Damien feal warm and uncomfortable. It was apparent that he was not the only one effected, judging by the pink on both his brother's faces. Tch. Pitiful. Truly Pitiful.

"Alright. Alright. How about this? I surprise you two and tell you about the drink after?" Peter seemed excited by the idea. "I bet I can guess pretty close to what you'll like. Just let me know if you have any dietary restrictions." There was a Glimmer in his eye Damien couldn't place.

"I think that's wonderful! How about it Dami?" Grayson's hopeful eyes were that of a kicked puppy. Tch. Unbelievable.

"Fine. I'll partake in this ridiculous game. My dietary restriction is Vegan." Damien tried not to notice how Grayson lit up as he spoke.

"Awesome! Two special orders and one regular coming right up!" Peter rung them up than dragged Danny to the back, who complained the whole way.

After a moment of silence, Grayson spoke.

" So~ THAT'S why you keep coming back here, huh?" The suggestive tone caught both Drake and Damien off guard.

"Wa- NO! I- DONT!" It had appeared that the foot had returned to Drake's mouth. "Seriously Dick. What even? I come her for the coffee. It's relaxing here! Danny and Peter are fun! Also! I COME HERE FOR THE COFFEE!!!" Drake's face got redder and redder as he spoke. Tch.

"Hey, hey, hey! I was just teasing! Just teasing!" Grayson amended. "But it looks like you were right. nothing crazy going on here other than that Danny trying Peter's patience. I'll let Jason know."

"Tch. Danny is an idiot. " There was no doubt about that. the man was a fool.

"He's not so bad once you get talking to him. He's just got some weird thing about trying to fight people right as he meets them. Peter said it's just how things are back home for him, and that he and Ro have been working on breaking that habit of his."

"Ro?"

"Oh yeah. You guys haven't seen them yet. Yeah. They stay in the back mostly. Very chill. Puts up with those two like a champ. If you two start coming around more, you might see them."

"Huh." Grayson went into thought with this new information.

"Tch."

Silence fell over the group as they made it over to one of the booths. No sooner had they sat down, had Peter arrived with the drinks.

"Ok boys. Give these a shot and tell me what you think." Peter could have been vibrating, he was so excited. It was almost cute. Tch.

Both Damien and Grayson cautiously brought their cups to their mouths, sipping slowly. Damien felt his Eyes go wide. It was his favorite kind of tea! The kind that took months for Pennyworth to get right. And here it was. Perfect, just how he liked it.

Slowly, Damien turned to the puppy eyes and friendly faced New Yorker, shock still setting in. Peter notice and a proud grin grew on his lips.

Rewarded with a laugh, Damiens fetchers softened.

Maybe this place wasn't so bad.

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Tags:

@the-ghost-trader @saphirecross @the-autistic-spider

Crack Fic - 3 of a Soul

Part 1

(A/N - silly little fic start that I don’t know if I’ll keep writing but I think it’s funny! Crossover fic from DC Marvel and Danny Phantom lol. Also my friend’s oc cuz why not? Enjoy)

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For Peter, it was a knife in Doctor Strange's bag.

For Danny, it was an old camera floating in the zone.

For Ro, it was a book in an abandoned bunker.

Next thing any of them knew, the three where floating in a void. Souls connected. Memories shared. A new world awaiting them...

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A new cafe had popped up on the edge of Crime alley. That in itself wasn't strange.

What was strange was that in the month that it was there, nothing had happened to it.

No robbery, no villain attack, no cross-gun fire, no gangs trying to claim it. Nothing.

And it was making the Bats itch.

Tim had done a background check on the place. It was clean. Weird, but clean. It was under the name of three college students. All going to Gotham Tech.

First was the main down payment, done by one Peter Parker. Hier to a Tech company in New York, double majoring in Biology and Enginering, clearly brilliant. A real hometown sweetheart, much like 'Brucie'. Peter Parker was the prince of New York, and his father Tony Stark was the king. Clearly not hurting in the money department due to his father, government weapons contracts did pay well.

Next was a Midwestern boy named Danny Fenton. From 'small town USA', the kids nothing records aside from his school grades and bare bone medical info made him basically a ghost. Only his sister's local Clinic and filed complaints about his parents driving. They're both were freelance engineers, explaining his own choice in majors. Scholarship money with his perfect entrance scores.

Lastly, Aurora 'Ro' Jasimen. Bounced around the country in foster care, online schooling, birth certificate. If Danny was a ghost, Ro didn't exist. In general studies, having a scholarship as well.

Now the question was, how did these three meet, and why did they open a cafe together?

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The first to check the place out was Tim.

Jason had been not so subtlety dropping hints that the cafe rubbed him the wrong way, and it was getting on his nerves. Their relationship is a lot better than it was at the start, but Jay was a born instigator through and through. Tim decided that he wasn't going to die on this hill and caved pretty early. The background check was weird, but nothing too crazy, but Jay kept pushing. Even Bruce was paying attention now, so that's how Tim wound up standing in front of the infamous cafe.

It was cute shop-townhouse combo, apparently the three lived here as well. The sign out front was simple yet elegant, reading 'Wha Chai Doin?' as the name of the place. The pun made Tim snort. 'Dick would love this place.'

As he entered the shop, the bell on the door announcing his arrival, Tim was hit with the comforting smell of coffee. He was almost taken aback from how homey and cozy the inside was, despite being empty at the moment. It was strange in a city like Gotham.

"Danny! Can you get that for me?" A feminine voice called from somewhere, causing Tim to tense.

'Danny' came out from the back with a lethargic grace Tim couldn't take his eyes off as he approached the counter. 'Danny' was pale, almost sickly, a tad shorter than Tim, with impossibly dark hair and, despite the eye bags, the brightest blue eyes Tim had ever seen. His presence both demanded attention and demanded for one to look away. Tim felt himself freeze as their eyes met, he recognized the look immediately, those where the eyes of a predator. 'Danny' defiantly noticed the hesitation. A lazy grin and a cocked brow rested on his face.

"Hey. How can I help ya?" His voice held mischief, despite the friendly midwestern drawl.

Tim's brain finally caught up. "Hi. Sorry. I'll... Uh, I'll take a medium Death Wish please."

'Danny' looked him over for a moment, lazy grin growing to match the mischief in his voice. "Ya got it," He said as he punched in the order, " Name?"

"T-Tim." The eye contact was making his skin crawl, but he refused to look away. This only seeded to amuse 'Danny' more, the boy sending Tim a wink as he continued.

"Alrighty-Roo! One medium order of Death Wish 'or Tim comin' right up!" 'Danny' announced, rather loudly, to the back, then turned back to Tim without taking his eyes off him. "$4.75, card or cash?"

"Cash." How in the world was Tim going to stake out this place with those terrifying eyes on him. His plan was to get some coffee and work on his computer, he could hang around for an hour or two. But now he wasn't so sure.

"M`kay." His toothy grin was getting dangerous. Teeth almost looking sharp. Fear was growing within him. He had to get out of there. He had to. He--

Not another moment later after Tim got his change, his coffee there ready. Deliverd by an angel. Both He and Danny startled.

A handsome young man with chestnut hair and sweet honey doe eyes brought it out. He was more built than either of them, slightly taller too. His face and eyes were warm and open, a contrast to 'Danny', and his smile friendly. The tension melted away. 'This must be Peter. I can see how he'd charm all of New York. Bet he's a lot like Dick.'

"Here you are! Sorry about Danny, we just got him to stop biting people." His New York accent was strong and playful. The friendly tease caused a snort from Tim and a Dramatic gasp from Danny.

"Petey! 'Att's so unfair! I was just helpin' Ro out!" Danny whined out, flopping onto the other man. "I wasn' doin anything! Swear!" Danny couldn't seem to hold in his own laugh, Peter joined right after. The intimidating aura that was coming from him all but vanished, breaking the illusion of whatever that was. Now Danny just was some attractive, tired, goofy guy, not Tim's newest nightmare.

The lovely laughing that came from Peter and Danny made Tim feel warm. "Right, 'cuz freaking out the customers is 'helping out'. I could Feel the tension from the back. At least he was able to order before you started being weird." Peter flicked Danny's head, earning a groan. Tim couldn't help his smile, the two of them were strangely charming how they acted off each other. An apologetic smile was sent Tim's way. "Sorry again about that. Name's Peter."

"Tim. And don't worry about it. I've lived in Gotham all my life. I don't mind weird." In truth Tim was embarrassed that Danny got to him. He was Red Robin! He worked with Batman for crying out loud.

"Yeah, Sorry. Ya knows what they say about old habits!" Danny smirked to himself as if he told a great joke. Peter just sighed.

"Yes, yes. You're a master of comedy." Peter drily delivered, "come on. Leave the man to his coffee we gotta work."

Danny's protest went unhear as Peter returned to the back.

After a moment, Danny turned back to Tim. "I really am sorry, man. wasn' trin'a freak ya out."

"It's ok. This Is Gotham after all." Tim offered a smile. Danny smiled back a bit tired.

" 'Preciate 'att. Hollar if ya need anything!" And with that, Danny followed after Peter, sending Tim a wink and a smirk before disappearing as well. Tim's face was as hot as his coffee.

Tim got a whole day's work done after that. maybe the place was weird, but it was charming. Even after everything blows over, he thinks that he might just keep coming to the cute cafe at the edge of the Ally.

[deadsetobsessions]

AU List

Hello! Welcome! This is my attempt at keeping the AU's boiuncing around in my head in order. They should be mostly in chronological order.

Some of them are getting turned into full length fics! The list (and it's open to suggestions) can be found here: Fic List

A couple of things:

Please feel free to write your own fics based on any of these! No need to ask, simply link it so I can also read it <3

If you have any specific scenarios you have an idea for and would like me to write- my asks/prompts are always open! I can't guarantee quality as I do most of my writing at like, 3 AM but I'll try my best!

Please don't send me unsolicited prompts in my messages, as it stresses me out. Not because I don't want to do them, but because the prompts are not in the correct place (if that makes sense?) my brain is being (unironically) neurotic about it. Prompts sent to the asks are okay and will probably be fulfilled.

I don't condone racism, bigotry, homophobia, etc.. I do not welcome it here. I acknowledge that I have biases that I've yet to unlearn. If there's something that makes you feel unwelcome in the things I write, please let me know and I will fix it ASAP.

I write these mostly on little to no sleep (that’s when I get creative I guess?) so good luck.

Update: Apparently you can have too many links on one post (which was news to me) so the links are in the titles lol

Squatter!Danny Phantom Raises Tim

Tim 'self-preservation instinct of a wet paper bag' finds Danny Phantom squatting in his house as an injured vigilante and they immediately adopt each other.

Ghost King and the Justice League

Different scenarios where the Justice League (and extensions) deal with a Ghost King Danny Phantom, who generally just wants to get some sleep and avoid his paperwork like he avoids his problems- actively and indiscriminately.

Alcoholic! Danny Adopts Jason Todd (Fic)

Danny Phantom, a struggling alcoholic, finds his way into Gotham where he adopts a young Jason Todd... after accidentally making a name for himself, again.

Spider in Gotham (Fic)

Peter Parker found himself unceremoniously dumped into Gotham and merged with his younger, formerly dead, alternate self.

Gotham! Danny and His Bats

Different scenarios wherein which Danny Phantom is Gotham's city spirit and the task of wrangling Gotham's vigilante and villainous population is laid at his feet.

Danny in Gotham

Somehow, somewhen, Danny finds himself moving to Gotham. Other than the aesthetics, Danny finds it to be pretty similar to Amity Park's insanity.

Sea Cryptic!Danny Phantom

Danny Phantom cleans beaches in his off time. One day, he has to pick Batman (and his plane that was littered all over the ocean floor) out of the sea.

Danny Gets Yeeted (Yoted?) Into Gotham

Danny Phantom dented the Batmobile and got an adoption, vigilante siblings, and a gang of kids following him for his troubles/

Danielle "Dani/Ellie" Phantom

Danielle Phantom travelled to Gotham. Gotham encounters a wild Danny amidst its tall towers.

Timothy Drake-Centric

When Tim Drake is set on something, very little can stop him, With sub catergories : Reincarnated as Gamer! Timmy Drake (fem Tim)(Fic) and New Tim-line, Who Dis?

Reincarnated as Damian Wayne's Older Sister (Fic)

Based on a nightmare, an OC finds themself reincarnated as Damian Wayne's older sister. She does not have a good time.

Prompts Found

A collection of prompts found and filled. Includes Triplet Tim and Reverse Trope Prompt.

Misc. ficlets and thoughts

My brain vs. whatever errant thoughts and ideas that decided to pop up when I'm trying to sleep.

[softfem-dom]

mutant file ,, fem oc

name : dolores betelohim nicknames : lola , lolita , dolly , lola dear .

alias : heaven says short form : heaven , heaveny

day of birth : 15th april 19??

height : 5,4

category : mutant (level 4-5)

abbilities : angel morphing , siren song / voice ridden mind-manipulation , dermakinesis , telepathy (weak).

residence : xavier's school for gifted youngsters.

occupation : (apathetic)student

affliction : xmen (occasionally) (since 1998)

state : 𝔞l҉𝔦v҉𝔢?

story

🖇️ early life Dolores was born in a catholic household, under the watch of a caring mother and the hand of a strict yet loving father. As soon as she was old enough to understand the world her she was taught about the love of God, the merciful being above, taken to church every Sunday and with a rosary hanging from her neck.

Pale as a white bunny, with equal curiosity for everything around her, and with eyes as blue as the sky. Her dark, almost coal-y, brunette hair only adding to the purity that seemed to coat her very being.

However, that purity didn't get a chance to last too long. When the priest from the church spotted her, looking like the ethereal esence of a divine being, he revealed himself to not be as kind as everyone had been fooled to believe.

He was part of an organization, an illegal project. To create angels on earth and, by false visual, force the christianism over the rest of religions by existent 'proof' of divine beings.

So, that fateful Sunday after church, she didn't get a chance to go back home. Snatched away with a cloth over her mouth, only to awake in some kind of rusty and old room surrounded by sharp medical props and colorful and strange vials on creaky shelfs.

She was experimented on. Mutated. To grow wings and have the melodic voice of the angels above. Completely stripped off of her own humanity to fake her into a 'divine' being to be worshipped. Surrounded by equal hate and disgust as admiration and amazement. just a prop to a cult.

🖇 xavier's school for gifted youngsters

After years of being trapped within the same walls, being forced to perform like some circus act. After years of being aressed as a divinity yet treated like a lab rat. One fateful days the alarms inside the facility went off, commotion being heard out in the halls, the armored door of her 'room' hiding her away from everything.

Then was when she met Charles Xavier and his team. She would've been scared of the blue man suddenly appearing inside of her room, with a 'poof' and a cloud of smoke, if it weren't for the cross pendant hanging from his neck. Christians were good samaritans, she tried to convince herself.

It turned out, at least that Christian was indeed a good samaritan. Offering her his hand and taking her away from it all, not caring about the wings growing from her back nor the blue in her eyes. She was for once being treated like a human being instead of like a divine being in need to be worshipped yet hidden away.

After that, she met the rest of the team; ororo, jean, charles, scott and kurt —the one who saved her. And found her home in Xavier's school for Gifted Youngsters. She was still seen as an angel within those walls. Yet not for the white wings, nor for the pure blue in her eyes, nor for the pale and perfect of her skin, nor from the melody in her voice, but for her smile and kind heart.

After she started to live out in the open, taking classes like any normal teen and playing outside, it soon became obvious the way her body rejected the necessary nutrients for growing —due to the poor conditions of the lab— and she ended up developing anemia, low iron levels.

Sooner than later, though, new people joined the team. Remy LeBeau aka Gambit, Anna Marie aka Rogue, Piotr "Peter" Nikolaievitch Rasputin aka Colossus, Robert Louis "Bobby" Drake aka Ice-Man, Katherine Anne "Kitty" Pryde aka Shadowcat and Logan Howlett aka Wolverine with whom she'll end up growing closer than she expected. A total contrast to see the dictionary definition of purity and religiousness attached to the hip of the sarcastic and dry-humoured man that was atheist to the damn bone.

🖇character analysis :

dear lola is an optimistic and soft girl, she is deemed extremely chill for her age —y'know puberty and all—. She seems to lack teenager hormones with how calm she is.

despite her past in a laboratory, and all the cultist stuff, she remains catholic and firm to the belief that there is a God up there that will always be there for her in the good and the bad. That's probably one of the reasons she is so close to Kurt, since they share religion and equal passion about it.

She will talk about her religion to anyone who asks or shows interest, even if she knows most people —especially teens— in the school don't give two shits if there is someone above due to their ansty teen rebellion phase she'll remain loyal in her beliefs.

She spends most of her time in the garden, the part with the tallest trees. She likes to climb the trees and spend her hours drawing or reading on the branches.

It's suspected that her calmness and relaxed nature is due to her very low iron, that has her with much less social battery and energy than people her age. She's not allergic to social interaction, but she prefers time alone or time shared in silence.

She's a very loving individual, surprisingly palyful and full of mischief. She loves helping the other teens plot schemes and pranks on the teachers —especially Scott and Logan—.

Everyone believes that the 'angel' part of her are just the white wings in her back, the ones she's always dragging on the floor because they weight quite a lot despite their feather-y appearance. But, in reality, the whole implanted 'divine' part of her is such a monstruous form that she'll never let anyone see it. The fact that she can turn in such a monstruous creature keeps her awake at night sometimes, seeing the reflection of something antromorphic and disgusting in the mirror whenever she looks at it.

Her first encounter with Logan aka the Wolverine wasn't a very pleasant one. He had been living in the school for only two or three days when he stumbled upon the sight of a supposed big bird in the branch of a tree, he wasn't thinking straight when he grabbed a small rock and threw it at the 'animal' —believing it to be something dangerous to the kids in the school—. Only to be met by the sight of a female face turning to him with wide eyes and a heavily offended expression after the loud 'thwack!' of the rock hit her in the back of her head.

She crawled up to the branches of the tree until the green leafs hid her from him and didn't come back down until it was Storm the one calling her from under the tree.

Needless to say Logan was ashamed as fuck after realizing he had threw a rock at a random kid.

After a bit of time and a cookie offering —suggested by Jean— the two of them started to get closer. With Logan freaking the fuck out the first time Lola got up too fast and fell right to the floor, damn low iron.

Despite the two of them being the total ephytomy of opposites, Logan still put up with the religious kid even while being atheist himself. He couldn't give two shits about the 'supposedly' God up in the sky —how would that even work anyways? some huge dude in the sky?—, but he never dismissed her as he never dismissed Kurt even if the two of them paired up were a total pain in the ass.

[framnie]

Hey, would anyone be interested in a

DC rp? I will be listing my muses and the ships I’m interested in doing but I’m up for suggestions. I do gxg, bxb, and gxb. I’m a sucker for crack ships. These lists are not in any specific order. I enjoy romantic and platonic ships. I’m fine with OC’s as long as it’s for BxB and GxG. I’m fine with crossover ships between Marvel and DC.

-Muses-

-Tim Drake

-Dick Grayson

-Jason Todd

-Damian Wayne

-Jon Kent

-Conner Kent

-Bernard Dowd

-Wally West

-Bruce Wayne

-Clark Kent

-Bart Allen

-Jaime Reyes

-Billy Batson

-Freddy Freeman

-Roy Harper

-Barry Allen

-Diana Prince

-Lois Lane

-Selina Kyle

-Harley Quinn

-Raven

-Kara Zor-El

-Cassandra Cain

-Cassie Sandsmark

-Ships-

-Tim Drake x Conner Kent

-Tim Drake x Bernard Dowd

-Tim Drake x Bart Allen

-Conner Kent x Bart Allen

-Bart Allen x Jaime Reyes

-Dick Grayson x Wally West

-Jason Todd x Roy Harper

-Jason Todd x Wally West

-Jason Todd x Conner Kent

-Conner Kent x Bernard Dowd

-Damian Wayne x Jon Kent

-Wally West x Roy Harper

-Bruce Wayne x Clark Kent

-Damian Wayne x Raven

-Tim Drake x Cassie Sandsmark

-Dick Grayson x Raven

-Dick Grayson x Harley Quinn

-Cassandra Cain x Conner Kent

-Conner Kent x Cassie Sandsmark

-Tim Drake & Dick Grayson

-Tim Drake & Jason Todd

-Tim Drake & Damian Wayne

-Tim Drake & Cassandra Cain

-Tim Drake & Jon Kent

Crossover Ships

-Harley Quinn x Wade Wilson

-Johnny Storm x Starfire

-Ororo Munroe x Arthur Curry

-Jason Todd x Mystique

-Tim Drake x Kitty Pryde

-Diana Prince x Steve Rogers

-Diana Prince x Thor

-Kitty Pryde x Conner Kent

-Clark Kent x Natasha Romanoff

-Bruce Wayne x Pepper Potts

-Clark Kent x Carol Danvers

-Conner Kent x Rogue

-Kara Zor-El x Peter Parker

-Jason Todd x Peter Parker

-Tim Drake x Peter Parker

-Dick Grayson x Peter Parker

-Conner Kent x Peter Parker

-Conner Kent x Billy Kaplan

-Tim Drake x Billy Kaplan

-Jason Todd x Wade Wilson

-Clark Kent x Steve Rogers

-Bruce Wayne x Tony Stark

-Bruce Wayne x Logan Howlett

-Diana Prince x Carol Danvers

-Diana Prince x Natasha Romanoff

-Diana Prince x Wanda Maximoff

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Should I be Afraid?

by leafbowl It was a simple recon mission so Tim figured it would all be fine. All he and Jason had to do was crouch next to each other and watch the warehouse. They could do that. That was easy; which was what Tim kept telling himself. In truth, it was never easy. • The 5 times Jason and Tim bonded and the 1 time they acknowledged it. Or it's just Jason and Tim slowly becoming friends and then finally brothers. Words: 13062, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 6 of Learning To Let Yourself Love AU Fandoms: DCU (Comics), DCU, Batman - All Media Types Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Tim Drake, Jason Todd, Joker Junior, Bruce Wayne, Dick Grayson, Damian Wayne, Lucy Peters (oc) Relationships: Tim Drake & Jason Todd, Jason Todd & Damian Wayne, Tim Drake & Dick Grayson & Jason Todd & Damian Wayne, Roy Harper/Jason Todd Additional Tags: Tim Drake is Jason Todd's Robin, Damian Wayne is Dick Grayson's Robin, Tim Drake needs some sleep, Tim Drake and Jason Todd are brothers, Jason Todd Is Trying His Best, 5 and 1, Tim Drake is Red Robin, Damian Wayne is Robin, Jason Todd is Red Hood, Dick Grayson is Nightwing via https://ift.tt/rIs5giN

[some-gurl-idk]

Fandoms and Characters I'll write for

Tmnt [2012, 2014/16, Rise, Mutant Mayhem]

(All Versions Listed Above)

Raph

Leo

Donnie

Mikey

April

Master Splinter (Platonic)

(2012! Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles)

Casey

Karai

Shinigami

(Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles)

Cassandra

Casey Jr

Please specify which version you would want when requesting, thank you! ^^

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Demon Slayer

▪︎The Group▪︎

Tanjiro Kamado

Inosuke Hashibira

Zenitsu Agatsuma

Nezuko Kamado

▪︎The Hashira▪︎

Giyu Tomioka

Shinobu Kocho

Tengen Uzui

Iguro Obanai

Mitsuri Kanroji

Sanemi Shinazugawa

Kyojuro Rengoku

Muichiro Tokito

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Star Wars Rebels

Ezra Bridger

Kanan Jarrus

Hera Syndulla

Zeb Orrelios

Sabine Wren

Agent Kallus

Ahsoka Tano

Rex

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Teen Titans (2003)

Robin

Starfire

Raven

Beast Boy

Cyborg

Jinx

Terra

Kitten

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Supernatural

Dean Winchester

Sam Winchester

Castiel

Jack Kline

Charlie Bradbury

Bobby Singer (Platonic)

Rowena MacLeod

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The Ultimate Spider-Man (Disney XD)

Peter Parker

Luke Cage

Ava Ayala

Sam Alexander

Danny Rand

Aunt May Parker (Platonic)

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Batfamily (Dc + Wayne Family Adventurers)

Bruce Wayne

Dick Grayson

Jason Todd

Tim Drake

Damian Wayne

Duke Thomas

Cassandra Cain

Barbara Gordon

Stephanie Brown

Selina Kyle

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Spiderverse (Sony)

Miles Morales

Miles G. Morales (Earth-42)

Gwen Stacy

Hobie Brown

Pavitr Prabhakar

Miguel O'hara (Platonic)

Jessica Drew (Platonic)

Peter B. Parker (Platonic)

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The Kid at the back (Vn by @fantasia-kitt )

Sol

Crowe

Hyugo

Geo

Brittney

Deryl

Jess

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Castlevania

Adrian 'Alucard' Tepes

Trevor Belmont

Sypha Belnades

Greta

Hector

Isaac

Dracula Tepes

Lisa Tepes

Castlevania: Nocturne

Alucard Tepes

Richter Belmont

Marie Renard

Tara Renard

Annette

Edouard

Mizrak

Olrox

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Avatar & Avatar: The Way of Water

Jake Sully

Neytiri

Neteyam

Kiri

Lo'ak

Tuk (Platonic)

Spider

Norm

Max

Tonowari

Ronal

Aonung

Tsireya

Rotxo

I will also do human au for this fandom if requested

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My Inner Demons (Aphmau)

Ava

Asch

Rhys

Noi

Pierce

Leif

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MyStreet (Aphmau)

Aphmau

Aaron

Zane

Kawaii-Chan (Kc)

Katelyn

Travis

Garroth

Laurence

Ein

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A Date with Death (Vn by @twoandahalfstudios )

Grim (Casper)

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TouchStarved (Vn by @redspringstudio )

Leander

Ais

Kuras

Mhin

Vere

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Yuurivoice

Alphonse

Seth

Charlie

Auron

Faust

Finn

Jack

Lucien

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I'm also going to make a a separate list for my Ocs cause I want to write for my Ocs as well, so be on the look out for that

[totally-lyrical]

will i ever be done? who knows!

guards! inflict that man with gender dysphoria!

[cherrytea556]

For Pride Month, I'm gonna reveal a bit of my stolen birchum ocs

Marissa Velaquez

African Peruvian

Aromantic Asexual (Prefers the purple and green flags instead of sunset for her)

Chill

Non-confrontational

Listens to lofi music and game soundtracks

Often plays animal crossing

Has an emotional side that she tries to control

Can be spacey

Hates birchum for racism against latinos

Often enjoys peruvian food

Comfort food is curry

the 'straight man' of the trio

Fluctuating feelings around romance (in fiction exclusively)

Likes romance in songs and books (for a variety of reasons)

Peter Van Le

Vietnamese-Australian

Aromantic Agender

He/it

Cynical/done with everything

Petty

Often vengeance

Hates the school (especially karponzi and birchum)

Loves drama

Would listen to kendricks disses on drake

Main one of the trio (Protagonist)

Gets his clothes from either Hot Topic or Jay Jays

Would relate to nicole from class of 09

It repeately listens to 'dont fall in love' by drako jones

Several urges to strike the middle finger

Tristan Harris

Australian

Non binary aplatonic queer aroace spec

They/it though allows 'he' for closeted purposes (It's friends only call them by their proper pronouns besides karponzi)

Timid

Usually quiet

Often makes dark jokes or remarks

Eccentric one of the trio (always up with crazy ideas)

Hates sports (and birchum)

Has a dysfunctional home

Often with their trio for comfort

Prefer people not call it's trio 'friends'

Listens to emo bands (whether obscure or mainstream)

Big Weezer Fan

Has an aesthetic "crush" on one of it's teachers (Mr Perez - Birchums 'gay navy friend' turned history teacher)