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Playing with a Coroner and a Detective is not wise - Skulduggery x Male!Reader Universe

WARNING!: Mention of murder, slightly insecure Reader, cursing, mention of name calling AND MORE ! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED !!!

Part 5 – Tailor Bespoke

M/n paid for the repairs and drove home a few hours ago. His Mom called him, a bit angered, that he left Stephanie all alone in the house, until M/n explained that he had to pick up is car from repairs, and that it could have taken him hours, if he wouldn’t have left. That was enough reason for Melissa to stop and apologize to him.

She didn’t know that he had vacation from his work already. He always kept that a secret. He never said anything when he had vacation from his work, because then he worked on other things.

Soon enough, a bit into Midday, Stephanie wrote M/n, while he was in his secret little workshop, that his Uncle Gordon made for him in Grimwood, that she and Skulduggery were coming to pick him up.

M/n: Okay, but be careful and tell him to use the door, like any normal one, this time. I bought a new hinge and set the door back in. I left a key under the welcome mat. Just take it and unlock it. I am in my study, doing some research about something. I will come out as soon as I am finished.

Sassy Sissy: Okay, noted.

With that M/n put away his phone and then continued to tinker in his secret workshop. After a few minutes he heard the door being unlocked and M/n rushed to his study, changed his clothes, took his own car and house keys and then he came out of his study.

He went down the stairs and into the living room, seeing Skulduggery and Stephanie.

“Hey, Steph.”, M/n greeted.

“Hi. You have to stand in front of a full body mirror.”, she said.

“Huh ?”, M/n asked confused.

“Skulduggery pretty much used a spell to make me have a reflection of myself, that will replace me, while I am gone and with him. When I return it goes back into the mirror, I touch it and all its memories get transferred to me. It will act like you and take your place, while you have other things to do.”, she explained.

“Ah...Okay....”

M/n then went to Gordon’s old study and they followed. Skulduggery drew with chalk on it, said a few words and then told M/n to wipe it off and touch the mirror. He did so and jumped back as his reflection stepped out of it.

“Oh fuck me...”, M/n wheezed in shock.

Stephanie snorted.

“What is it ?”, she asked.

M/n pointed at the reflection.

“It looks fucking ugly ! I know for a fact that MY hair isn’t that ugly !”

She frowned and looked at him.

“What do you see ?”, Skulduggery asked worried.

“I see some dark aura around it and it doesn’t look ANYTHING like me !”

“Ah...”

She turned to the Detective.

“What is ‘Ah’ ?”

“He can’t be fooled by reflections. He can see through their façade. Don’t worry, M/n, it looks just like you. You can see through its façade.”

“So he can do magic ?”, Stephanie asked.

“A little bit. He can tell what is a reflection and what is a real person.”, Skulduggery answered.

“Huh...okay then.”, M/n replied hesitantly.

“What do you expect me to do ?”, the reflection of him asked.

“Don’t answer the house phone, besides it is a certain number. And don’t leave the house. Don’t touch my stuff either.”

“Understood.”, it replied.

“Good. Now...can I use my own car to follow ? I don’t want to be in the Bentley again.”, he pouted.

“Believe me, you really don’t want to. He came and picked me up with it, damaged. He said he got ambushed in his car. Everyone stared !”

M/n laughed his ass off at that.

“Okay ! We are taking MY car then and I will look at the Bentley, see what I can fix.”, M/n said with a smile.

“Hah ?! You can fix cars ?!”, Stephanie yelled in shock.

“Well...most of it I can. I am still working on getting parts for certain areas, so I can fix my own car, in the future, myself.”

“You could have fixed Mom’s car ?!”

“No. She said the engine didn’t work and I don’t have any replacement parts for it. Also, she is not allowed to ever know, that I studied for other, more dangerous, things, than marketing.”, M/n replied to his little sister, as they went to his garage.

“And who agreed that we are leaving MY Bentley here ?”, Skulduggery protested.

“Me and Steph, which means that you are outnumbered. I am not going to drive inside a damaged, suffering car, nor will I drive after it. We are taking my Pontiac Firebird. Suck it up, loser.”, M/n said.

Then they entered the garage and Skulduggery stopped still as he saw the Pontiac Firebird.

“Wow. It looks beautiful and very well taken care of.”, Skulduggery said and caressed the cowling.

(Design)

“Who told you, you can touch it ?”, M/n scolded and smacked his gloved hand off of his car, playfully.

Skulduggery chuckled and pulled it away. Just then he saw that M/n wore a black jacket over his other clothes, with a hood on the back of it.

“Now hop in losers. Sis, you are allowed to sit in the passenger seat. But on the way back you have to switch.”

She pouted.

“Fine...”

“Can I have the keys then ?”, Skulduggery asked, stretching his hand out.

“Who said YOU can drive MY car ? NEVER. You will navigate me. My car, my rules.”

Skulduggery was stunned at that.

“Wouldn’t it make more sense to let me sit in the front then ?”, he asked M/n.

“Ask my Sister, for permission, not me. She always calls dibs on the front.”, M/n replied, shrugging his shoulders.

The Detective looked at her, with his sunglasses. She grinned mockingly.

“Now...I just want to know some things.”, she started.

“Oh dear...”, Skulduggery sighed.

“When did you two plan to tell me that Gordon was murdered ?”, Stephanie asked the two males darkly.

M/n froze up at that and he looked at her with wide eyes, while Skulduggery tensed up.

“Oh, you found out ?”, M/n asked nervously.

“Yes. And I know that you knew the instant, it was mentioned, that, he had to die for something, someone wanted. Why didn’t you tell me ?”

“Because I am a Coroner and usually I am not allowed to talk about it to anyone, not even family relatives. It is beat into my system. Sorry, little Sis.”, M/n apologized.

“Fine, you are forgiven. And why did YOU not tell me ?”, she asked Skulduggery.

“This is a very dangerous thing. This is a very dangerous world, I live in.”, Skulduggery explained.

The two siblings stared and M/n cursed under his breath, annoyed.

“Listen here, numbskull, we don’t give a flying fuck. We can handle it, we proved that much to you yesterday. This is OUR Uncle, who got murdered. Not just YOUR friend, but OUR Uncle ! This is FAMILY and whoever killed him, found it funny to do so. This is OUR business, now, just as much as it is yours. Family sticks together and you DON’T EVER mess with Family. You mess with one member, you have the whole Family on your ass next.”, M/n started, annoyed.

Skulduggery wanted to open his jaw, but M/n beat him to it.

“To make matters even worse, that person sent some Psycho to my home and was even ready to kill US, which means that we got involved in the most serious way already. We are NOT backing out now. This is a Family matter and I will turn deaf ears on anything else you will try to tell us. Now get in the fucking car and let’s go.”

“Can I at least say something ?”, Skulduggery asked.

“Make it quick. I am annoyed and my mood is soured. Doesn’t help that I didn’t sleep.”

“I only didn’t want you too deep in this, because Gordon was my friend and I felt like I owed him, to not pull his favorite Nephew and Niece into the Danger zone.”, Skulduggery explained.

“We are already inside it. Thanks to someone who was ready to murder us.”, Stephanie told him.

“The decision is not yours, anymore, to make.”, M/n added, voice tired.

“As it seems.”, Skulduggery agreed.

“So, you won’t keep any secrets, from us, in the future ?”, M/n’s sister asked.

“Cross my heart and hope to die. I swear by my life.”, Skulduggery said as he put his hand over his dressed ribcage.

“Okay.”, she replied.

“Great.”, M/n answered.

“Even though you don’t have a heart anymore.”, she said.

“I know.”, Skulduggery replied dryly.

“And technically you also don’t have a life anymore.”, M/n added.

“I know that too.”

“Then we understand each other.”, the siblings replied, satisfied.

“Get in the front seat, Loser. But I will sit in the front, on the way back home.”, Stephanie said.

“Understood.”, Skulduggery answered and got in by the passenger seat.

M/n jumped into the driver’s seat and Stephanie into the back, then M/n started the engine, the garage opened and he drove out. Before they sped off, he halted next to the Bentley.

“Get your car into the garage.”, M/n said.

Skulduggery did as he was told and then they drove off, Skulduggery navigating M/n, where to drive to.

After they were on a very long and straight road, Stephanie asked him stuff.

“What’s he like ?”

“What’s who like ?”, Skulduggery asked.

“The guy we are going to meet. What’s even his name ?”, she asked.

“Ghastly Bespoke.”, the Detective answered.

M/n choked on his own spit and tried not to laugh, thinking it was a joke. Stephanie stared at Skulduggery, trying to see that he was joking, but he wasn’t and when M/n realized he was serious, too, he was shocked.

“Wait, you were serious ? Why would anyone call themselves ‘Ghastly’ ?”, M/n asked in surprise.

“Different names fit the most different people. Ghastly is my tailor and at the same time one of my best friends. He taught me how to box.”

“And what’s he like ?”

“Proper. Honorable. Honest. And most definitely funnier, as it sounds right now. Also he is not a very big Fan of Sorcery.”

“He doesn’t like Sorcery ? Why ?”, Stephanie asked confused.

“It just doesn’t interest him.”, Skulduggery said and looked at M/n.

He seemed to have a face of understanding.

“He probably grew up with Magic and it just...became his normal life. It is not uncommon, to wish for another life and another world, when you grew up in one that is, to many, unusual and to you normal. But honestly...he should be thankful, that he is a Mage instead of a Mortal... I could give him a hundred reasons as to why he should be happy about it.”, M/n admitted.

“Why would he not be interested in Magic ? It can’t only be, because he grew up with it.”, Stephanie asked.

“The world, he reads about in books and that he sees in TV, he likes more, the world with Policemen and Robbers and human dramas and sport. If he could have decided, where he wanted to live, he would have chosen the world without Magic. Then he could have gone to school and learned a job and...he could have been normal. But he never had that Chance, of course. And he might never get one either.”

“Why not ?”, the siblings asked.

Stephanie was confused, while M/n was concerned.

Skulduggery hesitated, as if he thought about, how he should tell them this the best way, then he explained, that Ghastly was hideous since he was a Baby. M/n grew concerned and slightly defensive for the poor man, who wasn’t even present. Was the tailor alright with Skulduggery talking about him like this ?

“Not just ugly”, he said, “not just unflattering looking, but really and truly hideous. His Mother was cursed, as she was pregnant with him, and now his whole face is covered in scars. They tried everything, to undo it – counter spells, miracle cures, incantations, magical formulas, but nothing helped.”

M/n scoffed at Skulduggery and his stare, on the road, turned into a glare.

“Are you fucking serious, Pleasant ?! I thought worse, since you overreacted like this, about Ghastly ! Just some silly scars ?! That’s all ?! God damn ! You made it sound worse than it is ! I thought he was born with half of his face missing, or half rotten meat and the other was normal ! Holy shit, man ! From now on stop exaggerating everything !”, M/n yelled at him in the car.

Skulduggery was a bit taken aback at that information. Stephanie was surprised that M/n had such horrible images in his head, but then again, he was a Coroner. He must have seen stuff like that already.

After that Skulduggery explained that Ghastly always switched the roles of his parents’ jobs, to his class comrades. That he had his love for boxing from his Father and his love for sewing from his Mother. Even though it was the other way around.

He talked more and more about him and at that M/n could see that he was actually friends with the tailor and that he cared about him dearly. He was even glad that he chose clothes making, over boxing, because he made awesome suits.

Stephanie asked him if they were just going there for him to get a new suit, which he replied to with a no. His Family had a lot of historical things, art pieces and literature about the Ancients and the Sceptre. He wanted to talk to him, so they can get his permission to take a look at everything and find out how to protect themselves from it, what there was to know about the Scepter and the Ancients and more.

“I thought you don’t believe in it.”, M/n mocked.

“It doesn’t hurt to do some research about it either.”, Skulduggery only replied.

Then they arrived inside a small town and after a bit, Skulduggery made M/n stop the car.

“We are here.”, he told the siblings.

They got out, M/n locked up his car and then they followed Skulduggery to a certain building.

All the buildings looked terrible and the people hurried past them, without paying them much attention. An elderly Lady nodded at Skulduggery, as she walked past him.

“Is this one of these secret communities, you talked about ?”, Stephanie asked.

“That’s right. We tried, to make the environment as little welcoming as possible. So no one has the urge to snoop around.”

“In that you definitely succeeded.”, she muttered.

“Not really. These buildings look shabby to you, but there are people that love to spray graffiti on the walls, taint it all and then break into houses. It was a dumb idea. No matter what you do, there are always Humans that will do the exact opposite of what you tried to achieve.”, M/n countered.

“From where would you know that ?”, Stephanie asked.

“Little Sister, I had my rebel years as I was 12 years old and the behavior lasted until I was almost 14 years old. I sprayed Graffiti on buildings and walls, I disgraced ugly nowadays cars, I broke into houses, I entered buildings that were close to collapsing, I invaded property, just to steal fruit and vegetables from their backyards...I did a lot of shit a few years ago. The more dangerous it was, the more I wanted to do it. It just gave me the adrenaline I needed from time to time, to feel SOMETHING. It was wrong, but I still did it.”, M/n deadpanned.

“Did Uncle G know ?”, she asked.

“He did. He tried to stop me and at some point he threatened me that he will turn me in by his friend, for a few weeks. To teach me a lesson. I think he meant Skulduggery with that. I got out of my rebel years after I almost got Uncle G in deep trouble. I have no idea how he got out of them, but let’s just say...it gave me a huge scare.”

She stared at her Brother in shock. He chuckled.

“What ? I know I was bad, but you never saw anything, so I wasn’t a bad influence.”

“You are so sweet and caring ! How did I miss that ?!”, she yelled.

M/n laughed and ruffled her hair.

“You missed it, because I hid it well.”, he said.

“That is so NOT fair !”, she complained.

M/n shook his head.

“So, rule number one, don’t judge the outside of the buildings. They are supposed to look like crap. That doesn’t mean that the inside is just as crap. Noted.”, M/n said.

“Very good.”, Skulduggery praised.

Then he started to pull Stephanie’s leg about Octopus humans, which M/n found utterly ridiculous. He laughed as Skulduggery told her that they don’t exist, that would be a nightmare to deal with, which she only glared at the Skeleton.

Before they knew it, they entered through a door and it was warm, smelled nice and it looked cozy. M/n was already feeling like home in there. He thought that the puppets, that stood there, for a second, will act like security, but they stayed puppets and did what puppets did.

Then a man with his face covered in scars, come out from the back room. Ghastly Bespoke. M/n was in awe at all the scars. After two seconds, he looked away, not wanting to seem disrespectful. He smiled at them and shook Skulduggery’s hand, welcomingly. He had broad shoulders too. M/n looked at his Sister, who intensely stared at Ghastly, so he smacked her over the back of her head.

“Ow !”, she yelled and glared at M/n.

“Take a picture, it will last longer. Staring at people is rude.”, M/n scolded.

“I’m used to it.”, Ghastly replied.

M/n looked at the tailor.

“It doesn’t make it right.”, he argued back and then glared at his Sister again.

Ghastly still smiled and looked at Stephanie. M/n felt slightly protective, but for now he suppressed the urge to jump into action. He was nice until now. Stay...calm...

“Do you want to shake my hand or do you want to start with something easier, like wave ?”, the tailor asked, with no malice in his voice.

She suddenly blushed from embarrassment and stretched out her hand quickly. It almost made M/n laugh. He grinned and tried badly to hide his snort with his hand. He never saw her, this shy before. It was so funny.

His hand had no scars. So it was really just the face and head. Poor guy.

“Do you have a name ?”, he asked her.

“Not yet.”, she replied softly.

“Think very carefully, if you really want to have one, before you continue to think about it. This life is not for everyone.”

She nodded slowly. Then he looked at M/n and he stretched his hand out to him. M/n took it and he felt how strong his hand was and how firm his hold was on his hand.

“How about you, hm ?”, Ghastly asked kindly.

“Well, I do have, what you call, a Taken name, but it wasn’t originally for the world of Mages. My Uncle thought it best to use a Taken name, for the work I am doing.”

“May I know your name then ?”, he asked.

“It’s Corrupted. I am still working on the last name...”, M/n answered.

He nodded.

“Nice to meet you, Corrupted.”

“Nice to meet you too, Mr. Bespoke. Skulduggery talked a lot about you while I drove US here.”, M/n said mocking Skulduggery playfully.

Skulduggery muttered under his breath. Ghastly raised an eyebrow at that, his smile turning into a teasing grin.

“Is that so ?”

“You should ask your best friend. By the way, you should punch him in the jaw as hard as you can. He exaggerated about your condition, if you know what I mean. He made me believe that you lost half of your face or something, while you just have scars. He is an asshat.”, M/n snitched on Skulduggery.

Ghastly laughed.

“That bad ?”, he asked M/n and stepped away.

“ ‘He is very hideous. Was born like that as a baby and it was a curse.’ Like...when I hear hideous, I think about crippled people, people that lost their faces or worse. And then he dropped the secret why you are apparently hideous...it was scars... I was ready to punch him, but I was driving, so I just yelled at him.”

Ghastly looked at Skulduggery, who lifted his arms up in the air.

“Now, now, Ghastly ! We can talk about this !”, Skulduggery said.

Not a second later, did the tailor box Skulduggery in the shoulder.

“Ow...”, the Detective said.

“That’s what you get for scaring them so much. Dramatic Skeleton.”

“That’s fair, I suppose.”

Then Ghastly inspected both the siblings and looked at his friend again.

“Where there any problems ?”, he asked.

“A few.”, answered Skulduggery.

“Then I suppose it is time for the right garments.”, the tailor said and got out a small pad, from his pocket, taking notes.

He looked at Stephanie.

“Do you have any favorite colors ?”, he asked her, while he started to write in his pad.

“Pardon ?”, she asked.

M/n face palmed.

“Your clothes. Any preferences ?”

“I don’t really understand...”

“Not all clothes, I am making, are just examples of exquisite tailoring. Occasionally, if the situation demands of it, there have to be special needs taken into account.”

M/n nodded with wide eyes of understanding.

“Ah ! I get where this is going !”, he said happily.

“Ghastly is planning to make you clothes, that will protect you, until this whole thing is over and done with.”, Skulduggery explained, “Ghastly can make you a suit, nothing formal, that can save your life.”

“Fashion.”, Ghastly said, shrugging his shoulders.

“This is about life and death.”, he added after a short silence.

His pencil flew over the paper.

“So now again: Do you have a favorite color for your clothes ?”

“I...I don’t know, if we can afford it...”, she said softly.

Ghastly shrugged his shoulders.

“I’ll put it on Skulduggery’s bill. Go crazy.”

M/n smirked and chuckled.

“I like him.”, he said and looked at his Sister.

She only blinked. She wasn’t prepared for this. She only went shopping with her Mom and Brother before.

“I don’t really know...black ?”

Ghastly nodded and wrote something into his notebook.

“With black you can’t go wrong.”, he said.

“Black and white are THE fashion colors. Almost every color suits them.”, M/n agreed.

Ghastly smiled and looked at him, nodding.

“Exactly.”, he confirmed.

Then he looked at him and started to draw into his notebook again.

“What about you ? Any favorite color ?”

“Oof...My good man...you are asking too much of me.”, M/n chuckled.

“He almost loves every color.”, Stephanie joked.

He glared at her.

“Do NOT ! But I can never decide.”

“Name some.”, Ghastly offered.

“Okay...Sapphire blue, night black, cyan, ruby red, blood red, forest green, emerald green, gold, silver, amethyst purple, dark blue, Zaffre, Smalt and Vantablack. I guess, surprise me. I have no idea what would look best on me with clothes in these colors.”

“I might have a few ideas already. Anything else ?”, Ghastly asked.

M/n blushed in shame.

“Was I that obvious that I wanted to ask something ?”, he asked the tailor.

Ghastly chuckled and nodded.

“Well...sometimes, clothes make me sweat, long or short sleeved doesn’t even matter, even though I am always very cold. Can you do ANYTHING about that, so I don’t have to wash my clothes every HOUR ? It tends to get really bad sometimes...And nothing helps either. Deo wears off quickly and the perfume is too much and too little at the same time, no matter the brand.”, M/n asked shyly.

He seemed stressed about it, which he was. He was always cold, but still, his armpits, back and chest sweat a lot, no matter what he did, nothing helped and his scent overthrows everything, which, is supposed to hide it away. Even stuff, that is supposed to stay strong for DAYS, has no chance to cover it up for longer than two hours.

“Hmmm...I think I have a few tricks up my sleeve, to help with that.”, Ghastly replied and noted it down.

“Anything else ? What design should they be ? Suit or something more normal ?”, Ghastly asked.

“Uhmm...Let me think....I think, about any other problems, I am clear. Just the sweating issue. I am unsure, I like wearing suits from time to time, but I also like to wear long sleeved sweatshirts, normal pair of jeans and a jacket. As long as I have a hood on my jacket, I walk around with these.”

“Because you wanna feel cool.”, Stephanie muttered.

M/n looked at her, then away.

“No, it’s because sometimes, I feel insecure and wanna hide away, Sissy. Believe it or not, even smart people, like me, feel unsure of themselves, sometimes. The hood helps me to hide away, but I also have moments where I wear a suit and aren’t afraid to show off. So honestly, whatever ya think is best, Mr. Bespoke. I have no issues with anything.”

“You still hate zoning people in.”, M/n’s sister accused.

“He looks clever and creative. I want him to be creative. He can surely come up with something cool and whatever it will look like, I will like it. I never had issues with clothes. As long as they fit, I will take them.”, M/n argued back to her.

She looked at him skeptical.

“Heck, he could make a potato sack for me to wear and, as long as it would fit me, I would wear it. Clothes are clothes. I never had a certain taste in them.”

Ghastly was surprised at that and looked at his best friend, who seemed a bit saddened. The tailor was determined to make something that will fit M/n perfectly. Stephanie looked at Ghastly.

“My Brother also loves pockets. A LOT of pockets and they have to be deep. The pants and jackets, he likes, have very flat and small pockets, which, not even his phone would fit into. It would always fall out, just like his keys. He also needs belts sometimes, because the rubbers in the waistbands of his pants, tend to not do their job properly. Maybe he also needs an extra large pocket on his pants, because he will need to carry around a knife all day, thanks to his job.”, she added to the list.

M/n looked away and sighed. Why did his Sister know him so well ?

“What is he doing, that he needs to carry around a weapon ?”, Ghastly asked concerned, noting down the infos.

“He works as a Coroner for humans, but he gets ‘special’ victims recently. People, that died from things, which, came from our world. No one wants to investigate it, or seems to find it, but he does. He sent me a few things and gave me the report of someone already, to go over it. We will be working together from time to time, because of this. Better him, Gordon’s Nephew, than anyone else. He can keep this a secret, someone else, probably won’t.”, Skulduggery answered.

“But being a very successful, observant and smart Coroner, like me, draws a lot of attention to you and that is why I always have to be armed. One downside of my job, people trying to murder you and make you shut up. But I wanted to do it and Uncle supported my paths. That is also why I already have a Taken name. I work with the name ‘Corrupted’ as the Coroner, so my Family stays safe. If anyone would look up anything about me or my Given name, they would find nothing that connects us. So my Family is safe.”, M/n explained softly.

Ghastly stared at M/n in shock.

“How old are you again ?”, he asked.

“Sixteen, but I feel way older than I am, thanks to my past. I was very smart too, so I was sent from the first grade, to the tenth in less than 6 months and as I succeeded in all the difficult tests, that, I never really learned in school, but still could answer correctly, they let me graduate earlier and I was instantly in university, then I started scholarships. I raced through College, as Uncle G stated. I was too smart apparently. I started my job as Coroner with 13 years of age.”

Ghastly stared at M/n in utter shock.

“When were you taken into school ?”

“I was adopted with six years of age, by my Sister’s Family and Uncle G instantly suggested, to put, me into a school, because I seemed very smart. I read one of his books and told him that he had a lot of typos, which he never saw. When he asked me math questions, I always had the answers. He saw potential in me and that’s how I enrolled. After two months of me being, very intelligent, they tested my knowledge and made me race through all the other grades. I always came out with the mark one. In every subject. Then I was in tenth grade and I raced through it just as quick with everything. Then I had University, which I finished in a year and then I was supposed to figure out what scholarships I wanted to make. Uncle G helped me and with that I started my three years of learning. After I was finished I started to write applications to different places and nailed an apprenticeship as a Coroner. I got the job two months later.”

Ghastly was impressed and shocked.

“Gordon really wasn’t bluffing then. He talked a lot about you. I am surprised, really. I thought he made that up, to mock people that weren’t really smart.”, the tailor said sheepishly.

“It’s fine. You don’t meet someone, like me, everyday. I am...an abomination. Not normal.”

“Who called you an abomination ?”, Stephanie asked a bit angered.

“School kids, University people, scholar people and even some of my colleagues at work. I am a freak for being so smart and observant. I never leave a stone unturned. I get all of the work, because they all don’t like me very much. Only my Boss does.”

After M/n finished answering his Sister, he pulled his hood over his head, hiding away. They all felt sympathy for him. But Ghastly knew how that felt best.

“I am sorry, that you were treated like this and it goes on. I can relate.”, Ghastly said softly.

“I know you can. I am sorry for you too, that nothing worked out for you. But let us be honest, if you would have been a human and not a Mage, you would have never met some people that are either your friends now or even people you can just turn to, for help. Believe me...the Mortal realm isn’t all that great either. What you read in books and see on the TV, is not reality. The reality is way darker and depressing than what you would expect.”, M/n told Ghastly, with a soft voice.

Ghastly stared at M/n in surprise and confusion.

“It is like the books we Mortals read about Magic. It sounds awesome and all, but it is also very dangerous. We read books and watch TV shows about magical worlds and wish to be there, anywhere, but in the reality, we live in. You do the very same, just reversed. You have no clue what is really going on in our reality.”, M/n explained and then looked away.

“And you do ?”, Stephanie asked.

“Sis, I am a very intelligent kid, with a dangerous job. I help solving a lot of cases and I keep improving with my knowledge about everything. Because I am so young and very smart, I get a lot of requests to work for other people. A few times I was interested and decided to risk a small peak into what I would have to do. You don’t want to know what I’ve seen. It was scarring. I started to ignore such requests and stayed with my job instead. It...was for the better.”

Ghastly grew concerned.

“What did you see ?”, he asked.

M/n turned to him with a small smile.

“Maybe another time, if there ever will be another one. I...don’t want to talk about it.”

They decided to shut up about it. Ghastly left and went for the back room again.

“Does he not have to take measures to make our clothes ?”, Stephanie asked.

“A look is enough to him.”, Skulduggery told her.

“I suppose experience and stuff.”, M/n stated.

“Something like that.”

Skulduggery lead them through a door that was a bit further in the back, it lead to a small living room and it didn’t take long for Ghastly to arrive again. Stephanie and Skulduggery sat down on the small couch, while M/n stayed up, standing straight.

Stephanie looked at her big Brother in concern.

“Do you want to sit down and I sit on your lap ?”, she asked.

She blushed slightly in embarrassment, but she was willing to be a bit embarrassed. Her Brother could never stand for very long. He would start pacing soon enough and not stop for hours to pace. He said, he did that, because his legs otherwise started to either hurt or he wouldn’t feel his blood flow after a while. He bounced his legs a lot too, for the exact same reasons.

“You sure you want that, little Sister ?”, M/n asked.

“Yeah. I know how you get otherwise.”, she answered and got up.

M/n sighed and sat down in her spot and Stephanie sat down on her big Brother’s lap after that. He held her close and looked at Ghastly.

He sat on the armchair that stood in front of them. He had his fingertips laid on top of each other, that his hands formed an A.

“And now I would like to know, what is going on.”, Ghastly said.

Masterlist HERE !

#Playing with a Coroner and a Detective is not wise - Skulduggery x Male!Reader Universe #Part 5 – Tailor Bespoke #skulduggery pleasant #derek landy #male!reader #not the canon au #read warnings above #my au #skulduggery pleasant x reader universe #ghastly bespoke #Stephanie Edgley

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child-of-peace · 1 year

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Hullo! You can call me Caedyro (pronouns: they/them)!

I figured it was high time that I made a pinned post, so here we go!

I am non-binary, autistic and queer and I am mixed race (British and Indian). My favourite colour is green and I love butterflies (there are so many butterfly themed things dotted around my room, it's getting out of hand). I write poetry, fanfic and have been working on a book for years (though I've yet to get anywhere decent with it thus far) and play DnD in my spare time!

Current Fandoms:

Shipwrecked Comedy (my tag: #Shipwrecked Comedy) - especially Headless: A Sleepy Hollow Story (my tag: #Headless Shipwrecked) which is a web series on YouTube about the Headless Horseman and it is funny and absolutely incredible!

Starkid (my tag: #Starkid) - especially the Hatchetfield Universe at the moment (my tag: #Hatchetverse)

@kaiko127’s Genshin Impact Streams (my tag: #Kaiko127)

Own Posts:

Headless Facial Expression Appreciation (Master)Post

Headless Theories/Commentaries Masterpost

Own Works (by fandom):

The Umbrella Academy*:

The Rainbow in the Rain - Allison goes with Viktor to talk to Sissy.

In Glass Prisms - Post Season 2, Viktor moves to Scotland. A year and a half later, Sissy and Harlan join him there.

Another Year Around the Sun - Viktor’s first birthday with Sissy and Harlan in Scotland.

Hatchetverse

Do Not Stand by My Grave and Cry - Post NMT1 episode Jane’s a Car. Jane sees Emma for the first time in nearly 15 years when Tim gets taken into Emma’s custody.

The Hatchetmen - A warning poem about the Hatchetmen. I also made an analysis of said poem here on Tumblr.

I Never Meant For This to Happen (But I’m Glad It Did) - Canon Divergence of Nerdy Prudes Must Die where Steph decides to fight Max instead of Grace’s plan.

Headless

We Didn’t Shout It From the Rooftops (But They Still Heard) - Different people learning about The Marriage.

The Witch’s Remorse - Matilda’s perspective of each episode of the show.

*Please Note: These fics were written prior to Season 3 and Elliot Page coming out as trans, so his character is not listed as Viktor. I made a plan in universe for Viktor’s transition, but these works have been more or less abandoned, so I haven’t actually got around to that.

Other Tags:

#LGBTQ+, #Actually Autistic

#Links to fandoms fic and tags below the cut #TBH this is more for me bc my blog has become impossible to navigate

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stephlydia · 2 years

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Hi am mistress Steph if you are sissy slave looking for a goddess text me

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in-toxic-ating · 5 years

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#personal #vent #why the fuck would * tell me that knowing that i already constantly feel like im not good enough for anything or anyone #like what the fuck was the point #all it did was bring up shit that i started to move past and now all i can think is that im not good enough #i wasnt enough for kris #or dakota #wasnt enough for alex or presley #or steph or brooke #wasnt enough for sissy #not even good enough for my own fucking family #thank you for the reminder #thank you for telling me that once again there is another person that im just a rebound for #i couldnt even care less that ***** doesnt like me #its the fact that i was called a rebound #thank you for that one i fucking LOVE IT

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ragingbookdragon · 3 years

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The Daughter Of Superman, The Adopted Son Of Batman...What Could Go Wrong? PT. 1

Jason Todd x Kryptonian!Reader One-Shot

Word Count: 3.8K Warnings: Explicit Language

Author's Note: I totally forgot about this one! If you like how cute and fluffy it is, just wait for PT. 2! It gets angsty >:) -Thorne

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They were pretty lazy teenagers when they weren’t busy saving the world with super speed, strength, and smarts. Even if their textbooks were spread all over his bed they were still too lazy to actually do their homework, instead scrolling through social media apps and trolling all the citizens of San Francisco about the identities of the Young Justice Team.

She glanced up from the advanced calculus textbook and stared at the boy laying across her thighs. “Tim, isn’t your dad hosting a gala this weekend?” he hummed in response, and she asked, “Are we allowed to come?”

He didn’t bother looking up from the tablet he was tapping at and nodded. “Yeah. Bruce already added your names to the list, (Y/N).” a flicker of a smile came over his lips and he added, “Of course I had to wear him down in order to get Bart on the list.”

She looked over at their speedster and grinned. “I’m kinda surprised Bruce actually let you on the list Bart.”

A shocked expression etched across his face and he questioned, “Why do you say that?”

(Y/N) shifted Tim’s head, smiling as he grunted from being moved, and rose from the bed, walking over to the minifridge. She pulled out a soda before jumping back on the bed. “Because between you, Tim, Conner, and me, you’re the one who gets us into the most trouble.” She shifted Tim’s head back into her lap, petting his hair until he smiled.

“I do not!”

“Oh really? Do you remember prom night? It’s been almost two years and they stillcall us and talk about the absolute mess we—well, you caused.”

“That cake wasn’t there when I started running, I swear!” he pointed at Tim. “Tim it wasn’t! You know that!”

The others cackled at his protest, and (Y/N) glanced at Conner. “You gonna bring M’Gann?”

A faint pink tinged his cheeks, and he shifted his gaze down at his physics textbook. “Uh…maybe.”

(Y/N) leaned forward, poking his cheek. “Your heart’s beating pretty fast, little brother.”

He swatted her hand and glared at her. “Shove off.”

She snorted and glanced at Tim. “What about you, Timbers? You going to go with Stephanie?”

“Steph and I aren’t dating anymore, (Y/N).”

“For now. But you two like each other.” She smiled and singsonged, “She’s your first love~”

“What about you?” Tim scowled. “Who’s your date?”

She grunted at him and laid flat in the bed, Bart’s legs under her back. “Are you kidding me? You know my dad won’t let me get a boyfriend, let alone a date to a gala for a night.”

“You’re nineteen, (Y/N). I think you’re allowed to start dating.”

“And my parents help pay for part of my utilities. Does it look like I’m going to do anything to tip that delicate balance of not having to pay for all that?” she sighed. “Dad’s always been that way when it comes to me.”

“Daddy’s little girl.” Conner grinned.

(Y/N) grunted and reached over, shoving Conner off the bed. “Don’t call me that. I am not a daddy’s girl.”

The others laughed at her and Tim quipped, “Yes, you are. You two go on father-daughter dates every month and take pictures to show everyone.” She glared at him and he smiled, continuing, “Maybe we can find a date for you at the gala.”

“You can try. But mom and dad are going to be there. If dad sees me with a boy, he’s liable to lose his mind.” The others laughed again, and (Y/N) rested her head down on Bart’s lap. “I need a dress, Timmy.”

He glanced over at her and tapped a few buttons before showing her the screen. “How does this look?”

(Y/N) took the tablet from him and looked over it, taking in the image of the navy-blue dress. “I like the color, but this is a Cinderella dress. Give me something not as…poofy.” He nodded and took the tablet back, tapped on it, then handed it back to her. “Hmm…too booby.” The other two boys giggled at her answer and Tim sighed, taking the tablet again.

He handed it back to her once more and she looked at the dress. “Mermaid silhouette…sheer side…strappy back…” She glanced up at Tim and nodded. “Got a pair of shoes to match?” He hummed and she grinned. “Then I’ll take it. Thanks Timbers.” He nodded once more, and she nudged Bart. “Oi Allen.”

“What?”

“Don’t run into the cake at the gala, okay? It’ll probably cost more than you.”

“It was an accident! Stop bringing it up!” The others simply laughed at him.

***At The Kent Farm***

“Mom! Dad! Jon! I’m home!” She shut the door behind her and turned, catching Jon who’d launched himself at her. “Kid you’re getting too big to do that.” He laughed at her and she let him down, ruffling his hair. “Where’s mom and dad?”

“Out back with Krypto.” He tugged on her sweatshirt. “Did you bring me anything from the tower, sissy? Did ya? Did ya?”

(Y/N) snorted and rummaged in her pocket, pulling out one of Tim’s crimson shurikens. “Tim gave this to me to give to you.” She handed it to him but held it when he reached for it, “Do not,” she warned firmly, “cut yourself with this or mom and dad will make you give it back after they finish tearing me a new one for giving it to you.”

“I won’t!” he promised and she watched his eyes light up in wonder when he took it. She ruffled his hair once more before walking towards the backdoor.

She stepped outside and saw her dad throwing a ball with Krypto, her mom watching from the back porch; she walked over and leaned down, pressing a kiss to her cheek. “Hey, mom.”

Lois glanced up at her and smiled. “Hey, sweetheart. You’re home early.”

(Y/N) nodded, sitting down beside her. “School let out for the week, and we didn’t have any missions from the Justice League, so I figured I’d spend a few days here instead of cooped up in the tower.”

“I’m glad you decided to come home, hon. It’s always nice when you come back.”

She looked up and saw Clark walking towards her. “Hey, dad.”

He pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “Hey sweetheart, how were the boys?”

“They’re good. We did our usual thing.”

Clark sat on her other side. “Collapse on Tim’s bed and lay around like lethargic teenagers?”

(Y/N) snorted and shoved his shoulder lightly. “We were productive young adults. We finished over-break assignments and reports. Well…mostly. Still got that thirty page physics paper I have to write but…I’ll let that stew awhile.”

He chuckled. “Anything else happen today?”

“Talked about the gala this weekend.” She paused. “You guys are coming too, right?” They nodded and (Y/N) laid back on the porch, pulling out her phone. “Ugh…I remember how badly the Wi-Fi sucked out here. I don’t have any service at all.” She looked at her mom. “I don’t how a journalist like you manages to live in the middle of nowhere like this and still stay sane.”

Lois snorted and thumped her leg. “It’s called satellite service. Now c’mon, let’s go inside. Dinner should be done by now.” (Y/N) rose from the porch and they all began walking in when the sound and feel of rushing air came over them. She and Clark immediately spun, ready to defend themselves when they saw Conner hovering in the sky.

His eyebrows were drawn in slight concern. “(Y/N)! We need you!”

She nodded, shucking off her sweatshirt and pants, revealing the blue suit underneath. The crimson cape billowed around her and she glanced up at him. “What’s the situation?”

“We’ve got simultaneous bank robberies all over SF. Bart and Tim are already on the first few. I came to get you.”

(Y/N) turned to her parents. “Rain check on dinner guys.” She turned in the direction of San Fransisco, eyes darting wildly as she viewed her teammates positions. After a second, she nodded. “I’ve got em, Bart’s on the east, Tim’s on south. You take north and I’ll take west.”

He nodded and she shot up from the ground. They were almost in San Francisco when her father’s voice reached her. “Be careful, (Y/N).”

She curled her fists when the bank doors came into view and responded, “Always am, dad.”

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“The dress looks fine, (Y/N).”

She glanced up at Tim who was smiling at her; she let out a sigh, letting go of the side strap she’d been tugging, still semi-uncomfortable with how it fit. “I know it does. But I feel like it’s still a little…grown up for me. I’ve never had a dress this open in the back or the sides since…ever.” The boys laughed and she smiled at Bart and Conner. “I forgot how well you two cleaned up.”

Bart pulled at both sides of the bowtie and winked at her, while Conner merely grunted, “I still hate tuxedos.”

“You’re definitely going to hate the long hours of your wedding then.” They laughed once more, and the car pulled around the venue.

Tim looked at them and grinned. “Show time, lady and gents.” They followed him out of the limo, grinning at the cameras as they walked inside.

Immediately, the view made her eyes go wide and she gaped. “Damn…this place is…really big.”

Tim shrugged nonchalantly, “I dunno, the ballroom in Wayne manor is bigger, but definitely more expensive.”

Bart shook his head. “Tim, my dude…we live on minimum wage not a billionaire’s salary.” (Y/N) and Conner simply nodded, still dumbfounded at the sheer size.

Tim rolled his eyes and looked around. “There’s Bruce and the others.”

She glanced in the direction he was looking and she saw her parents with Bruce. “Looks like mom and dad are busy chatting.” The others nodded and she turned to Tim. “What exactly are we supposed to do at a gala?”

“Have fun?” (Y/N) heaved a sigh and stared at him until he said, “You dance and drink and eat. That’s all you do.” He waved his hands. “Go knock yourselves out.”

They started to fan out when (Y/N) called out to them. “Wait!” They paused, turning back around. “We should go talk to Bruce and tell him thanks for inviting us.” They nodded and followed Tim over to Bruce.

He saw them coming and turned, holding out his hand to her. “Good to see you, (Y/N). You look wonderful this evening.”

Her cheeks warmed at the compliment and she smiled, giving his hand a firm shake. “It’s good to see you too, Mister Wayne, you don’t look too bad yourself. Thank you for inviting us to the gala.” The others shook his hand, and she turned to her parents. “Hey mom, dad.”

Lois walked around her and squealed, “You look so beautiful!”

(Y/N) cleared her throat, feeling her cheeks warm as the others smiled in her direction. “Mom…chill out, you’re embarrassing me.” She merely laughed but stepped back over to Clark’s side and (Y/N) looked around. “Bart have you—and he’s already at the buffet table.” Snickers sounded behind her and she sighed. “I’m going to make sure that the bottomless pit doesn’t devour all your food before your guests can eat, Mister Wayne.”

They watched her walk off and when she got over to the table Bart was standing in front of, she saw him shoving food in his mouth. “Oh my god…Bart, what are you doing?”

He turned to her, and swallowed, a sheepish smile crossing his face. “I haven’t eaten anything today,” he licked his thumb clean. “I’m hungry.”

(Y/N) rolled her eyes and sighed. “Just try not to eat your fingers, would you?”

He snorted and pointed to an appetizer. “You should try the pigs-in-a-blanket. They’ve got this sauce on top that’s just—.”

A low voice cut him off. “They have pigs-in-a-blanket! What!” They turned to see a young man a couple years older than them reaching over. “The old man’s never had something this plain at a gala.” He popped one in his mouth, then turned to them. “You’re Timberly’s friends, right?”

They nodded and (Y/N) gazed, something about him tugging at her mind. “I know you from somewhere.” She stared into his teal eyes and suddenly she remembered where she knew him from; she’d never forget those teal eyes and how angry they’d been. “You’re Jason Todd, aren’t you? Bruce’s second son.”

He grinned. “That’s me. Have you and I met before? I have to agree with you, because you look really familiar.”

(Y/N) glared at him and crossed her arms, spitting. “We met in the Hall of Fallen Titans three years ago.”

Jason’s eyes briefly widened, before they narrowed in amusement. “You’re the one who threw me out the third story window after I kicked Timber’s ass.” He chuckled. “You don’t have to worry about all that, doll. Timmy and I are good now. You can ask the speedster about it.”

She continued to glower at him until Bart leaned over, propping his chin on her shoulder. “He’s telling the truth, (Y/N). Tim told me a while back that he and Jason are brothers now.”

Jason nodded and she finally stopped glaring at him. “Just so you know Jason, I can still throw people out windows.”

He smiled and held out a hand, watching her place hers in it; he brought her hand up to his lips and pressed a kiss to the back of it. “I wouldn’t have it any other way, doll.”

Bart poked her side and grinned. “I’m gonna go see Tim and Conner. I’ll leave you two alone.”

He wandered off and (Y/N) pulled her hand back. “So, why are you here? Aren’t you supposed to be dead?”

Jason chuckled. “Oh, I was. I got better. We just made up a story about me getting lost, yadda yadda yadda, I’m not important.” He propped his elbow on the wall above her and grinned. “But what is important, is how pretty you look in your dress.”

(Y/N) cocked a brow. “Is that supposed to flatter me?”

“Is it not?”

“It could be a little better.”

He laughed and she found herself smiling along with him. He nodded towards the balcony. “Wanna get some air?”

She nodded, and they walked out into the night. (Y/N) gazed up at the stars and sighed in wonder. “There’s billions of them out there…I’ve never tried to leave earth and go search for them on my own.”

Jason leaned on the railing and gazed at her. “How come?”

(Y/N) shrugged, leaning against the railing too. “Dad’s full Kryptonian…me and Jon are, to use a less than favorable term, half-breeds.” She paused. “I’m not sure if I would survive like dad does out in space.”

“Won’t know ‘til you try.”

She huffed a laugh and looked at him. “If I’m wrong, I might die.”

“And if you try and you’re right, you won’t be dead.”

She shook her head at him, a smile playing at her lips. “You’ve got answers to everything, don’t you, Jason?”

He grinned at her. “I find that being sharp and witty helps with the crowds, doll.” The music sounded from inside the ballroom, and he stepped back, offering her a hand. “May I have this dance?”

(Y/N) rested her hand in his, feeling him pull her close, his other hand resting on her lower back; it was warm against her open skin and she cleared her throat. “I should warn you, I can’t dance to save my life.”

A cocky smirk crossed his lips and he leaned down, his lips brushing her ear. “I can take the lead, doll…all you have to do is give it to me.”

“Your flirtations need work too.”

Jason chuckled in her ear, making her shiver as he pulled back. “I don’t think they do.”

“Arrogance isn’t attractive, Jason.”

“Mhm.”

“It isn’t.”

“I heard you the first time, doll.” As they swayed to the music, he asked, “So, how’d you and Nerd-bird become friends?”

“We met through Conner.”

“The clone?”

“My brother.”

“Sorry.”

“He introduced the two of us, and we’ve been friends ever since.”

“Only friends? Nothing more?”

It was (Y/N)’s turn to smirk and she looked at him. “Are you asking because you want to know if there’s competition?”

He stopped moving and they stood still, her in his arms. “Just want to know if there’s anyone between me and first place.”

She huffed a laugh. “God, you’re something else.” Her eyes found his and she asked, “Do you want to get out of here?”

Jason nodded and stepped back, holding out his hand. “Where do you want to go?”

(Y/N) smirked and stepped forward, closing the distance he’d created, and wrapped an arm around his waist. His teal eyes widened, and she looked back at the party; no one noticed them, and she turned back to face him, “Up, up, and away.” They flew upwards, and she felt him latch onto her. “Why are you acting like I’m going to drop you, Jason?”

He made a waring noise in his throat. “I have a friend who’s an Amazon, and she is…very fond of throwing and dropping me.”

(Y/N) giggled. “Sounds like we’d get along spectacularly. She likes dropping you…I like throwing you out of windows…”

“That was one time. And you caught me when I was off-guard.”

“Uh huh, sure. You got your ass kicked by a sixteen-year-old and I think you’re just bitter.”

He grumbled at her. “Rub it in, why don’t you, doll.” She laughed and lowered them down; their feet hit the roof and he looked at it. “Wayne Enterprises? Why?”

She shrugged. “Cool tower…nice view.” She took a seat on the ledge, listening to him sit beside her.

He leaned over. “Almost romantic…don’t you think?”

(Y/N) eyed him, seeing a goofy smile on his face; she snorted, shoving him lightly. “You’re cheesy.”

“So I’ve been told.”

She glanced back at the water. “You know if this goes anywhere, my dad and your dad aren’t going to be happy.”

Jason snorted, nonchalantly replying, “Doll, there’s a few things I’m afraid of in life. Superman and Batman…are not those things.”

“Is that arrogance or confidence I hear coming through?”

He shrugged. “Probably a bit of both.”

(Y/N) smiled, then she felt his hand rest on hers, letting him link their fingers; she turned her face to him. “Is this the part where you tell me I’m beautiful and ask to kiss me?”

Jason grinned. “No, this is actually the part where I tell you you’re drop dead gorgeous…can I kiss you?”

She giggled, leaning in, and just before his lips brushed hers, she whispered, “You know I can kick your ass, right?”

He groaned. “Should I mention that strong women really do wonders to me?”

(Y/N) huffed a laugh and brought her free hand up, curling in his shirt. “Shut up and kiss me, Jason.”

“With pleasure.” His lips met hers, and she felt him bring his hand up, cupping her cheek. She pulled back ever-so-slightly, but he chased her, pressing his lips to hers again. He let go of her hand and brought his other hand up. He lowered her down until (Y/N)’s back was flat against the ledge; the chill from the stone made her arch her back off it, and press into his chest.

Jason pulled away slightly and smirked at her. “Cold?”

She rolled her eyes at him. “If you want to keep making out, jokes aren’t going to do the job.” He snorted at her and leaned forward again, intent on kissing her senseless when someone cleared their throat, startling them.

They sat up quick as lightning, turning in the direction of the sound. “I wondered where my daughter had flown off to.”

“Oh my god,” she hissed and covered her face with her hands. “Dad. C’mon…seriously?” Clark stepped onto the ledge and walked towards them.

Jason leaned down, whispering, “Is he going to throw me off the ledge?”

This made her giggle despite trying not to and she shoved him. “Shut up, Jason.”

He grinned at her and rose from his position, standing in front of her father. “Mister Kent.”

“That’s my daughter.”

“Oh, I know it is. I still remember how she threw me out of a building a few years ago. I get teary thinking about it.”

The corner of Clarks mouth rose, but then dipped back down, and (Y/N) stood up. “Dad, I’m nineteen. This whole, ‘daddy’s little girl can’t date’ bit, is getting old.” A hurt look crossed his face and she stepped forward, taking his hand. “To you, I’ll always be your little girl, dad. But sooner or later you’ve gotta come to grips with me dating and having…mature relationships.”

Clark held her gaze, then glanced at Jason who grinned and gave a thumbs up. “Does it have to be one of his kids? I mean if it’s going to be, I like Tim.”

“Ew, gross. Tim’s my best friend.”

“What about Dick?”

“Nice butt, but he and Kori are dating.” She paused and smiled at him. “The only one left is Jason, dad.”

Clark eyed Jason once more, then Jason offered, “If it makes you feel any better, I’m slightly afraid of your daughter.”

He sighed. “Thank you, Jason. I can tell.” Turning to her, he cupped her cheek. “It feels like yesterday I was bringing you home for the first time.”

“Dad…stop…we don’t need sentimentality right now.”

Clark hummed and smiled at her, pressing a kiss to her forehead; he turned to Jason and leveled him with a hard look. “I don’t think I need to warn you about what happens if you make her sad.”

Jason gave him a mock salute. “Chances are I’ll be in ICU after I was thrown out a building.”

“Oh my god. Let that go.”

They laughed, and Clark rose from the rooftop. “I’ll need to get back to the party. Don’t do anything crazy.”

They waved him off and (Y/N) turned to Jason. “Do you want to get something to eat?”

He nodded. “There’s a pizza shop down the block from here.”

“Sounds great.” (Y/N) rose a few feet off the roof when she heard a cough behind her.

She spun around and looked down at Jason. “Doll…I don’t know if you know this…but I can’t fly.”

“Whoops. My bad.” She lowered back onto the rooftop and held out her arm.

He walked into it and wrapped an arm around her waist, then tipped his head to her. “Up, up, and away.”

(Y/N) snorted as she rose. “You’re still cheesy, Jason.”

The grip on her waist tightened as he murmured, “I know.”

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handfuloflavender · 2 years

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Pinned post/Info about me!

Name is Steph!

I'm 21! (Fun fact: Was born on the funny weed day)

18+ NSFT Blog, I do not consent to minors interacting with me.

They/Them!

Vaguely Transfem non-binary, enough that I like both neutral and fem terminology for myself!

Bisexual with general masc preference but bisexuality isn't one pie, me being at like a 150 for masc-aligned people doesn't mean i'm not at like a 140 for fem-aligned people or at a 145 for neutral/non/other aligned people ya know! I have baked multiple pies here! They are all full sized pies I am eager to consume even if some are slightly bigger!

Also sexuality and gender is kinda fucky so I am out here flip flopping between feeling gay for masc aligned people and straight for them it be like that lmao. Consistently gay for non-binary people and women!

And with that note, transhets, nblnb, wlw, and mlm are all welcome to interact since I am kind of all of those

Very strongly t4t!

Am a mixed race Latine! Specifically of Mexican descent!

Switch Vers!

I have no voice dysphoria, and usually no bottom dysphoria so compliments on having a deeper voice or for my penis are fine so long as they aren't fetishizing!

I don't think I'll be doing a whole ton of politics stuff on this blog, but to say where I stand, I'm a full blown communist.

Asks and DMs are open! Both for casual and nsft use!

Some stuff I am into!

Breeding on both ends, petplay, monster fucking, free use, choking on both ends along with most other forms of breath play, public sex, impact play, groups, praise, rope play.

HARD LIMIT KINKS, feel free to interact in other senses if you are into these but if I make any posts do not bring these kinks into it I am very turned off by them:

Intoxication/Drug Play, Piss kinks, Scat kinks, Hard Gore, Significant age gaps, and specifically ball gags turn me off in a way other sex equipment doesn't, may add more to this as I encounter stuff.

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Racists (including those who engage in raceplay, those in the ALM crowd, anti-palestine, anti-immigrant, and cop apologists), transphobes (including te*fs and transm*ds), ableists, sexists, fatphobes, homophobes, antisemites, islamaphobes, and other varieties of bigotry.

Sissy blogs

Minors

Cishets

Chasers

Post any content that could encourage eating disorders

Post age regression in sexual contexts

Again, may add onto this if I forgot anything.

CAN INTERACT BUT ON THIN ICE:

Cis queer people (only applies to people who are genuinely 100 percent cis. Genderfluid people who's gender sometimes aligns with what they were assigned at birth, and others who are partially but not entirely the gender they were assigned at birth do not fall under this)

SENDING UNSOLICITED PICS IS AN INSTANT BLOCK. Yes, even pics that are not full on genital pics.

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"This is the new Sissy secretary? Kind of light on the makeup don't you think?"

Steph laughed off Leah's concerns.

"Don't worry, our little slave here will be unrecognizable by the end of the day."

#feminine sissy #sissy crossdresser #skirt #submisive sissy #humiliated sissy #cross dressing

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Noticias de series de la semana

Renovaciones

The CW ha renovado Superman & Lois por una segunda temporada

FOX ha renovado The Simpsons por una trigésimo tercera y trigésimo cuarta temporada

ITV ha renovado Finding Alice por una segunda temporada

Cancelaciones

La tercera temporada de Pose (FX) será la última

CBC ha cancelado Frankie Drake Mysteries tras su cuarta temporada

Noticias cortas

Chelsea Harris (Sykes) será regular en la tercera temporada de Snowpiercer.

Fichajes

Sissy Spacek (Castle Rock, Carrie) y Ed O'Neill (Modern Family, Married with Children) protagonizarán Lightyears. Serán Irene y Franklin, una profesora de inglés jubilada y un carpintero que llevan décadas ocultando un portal a un extraño planeta desierto en su patio trasero.

Mandy Patinkin (Homeland, The Princess Bride) se une como regular a la quinta temporada de The Good Fight. Será Hal Wackner, alguien que abre un juzgado en la parte de atrás de una copistería sin tener formación jurídica.

Edie Falco (The Sopranos, Nurse Jackie) será Hillary Clinton en Impeachment, la tercera temporada de American Crime Story.

Ray Liotta (Shades of Blue, Goodfellas) será Big Jim, el padre de Jimmy (Taron Egerton), en In With the Devil.

Indira Varma (Game of Thrones, Luther) se une a Obi-Wan Kenobi. Se desconocen detalles.

Constance Wu (Fresh Off the Boat, Hustlers), Riley Keough (The Girlfriend Experience, The House That Jack Built) y Jeanne Tripplehorn (Big Love, Criminal Minds) serán Katie Buranek, corresponsal de guerra; Lauren Reece, triatleta de élite y esposa de James (Chris Pratt); y Lorraine Hartley, la primera mujer secretaria de Defensa; en The Terminal List.

Dakota Fanning (The Alienist, I Am Sam) será Susan Ford, la hija de Betty Ford (Michelle Pfeiffer), en The First Lady.

Timothy Spall (Harry Potter, Sweeney Todd) protagonizará Magpie Murders junto a Lesley Manville. Será el detective Atticus Pünd.

Devon Sawa (Final Destination, Casper) se une como recurrente a Chucky, en la que Jennifer Tilly volverá a interpretar a Tiffany Valentine. Zackary Arthur (Transparent, Kidding), Teo Briones (Ratched, Pretty Little Liars), Alyvia Ayn Lind (Daybreak, Masters of Sex) y Björgvin Arnarson serán regulares en los papeles de Jake Webber, un adolescente solitario que busca su sitio tras la muerte de su madre; Junior Webber, el primo de Jake y opuesto a él; Lexy Taylor, la princesita del instituto, novia de Junior y principal acosadora de Jake; y Devon Lopez, el típico vecino fan de los true crime.

Geoff Stults (Enlisted, Little Fires Everywhere), Tiya Sircar (The Good Place), Alanna Ubach (Euphoria, Girlfriends' Guide to Divorce), Laurie Davidson (Will, Cats), Andre Hyland y Jules Latimer estarán en Guilty Party junto a Kate Beckinsale. Serán Marco, el marido de Beth (Beckinsale); Fiona, socia de Beth; Tessa, una presentadora de noticias; George, un traficante de armas; y Toni, una joven sentenciada a 92 años de prisión sin libertad condicional por asesinar a su marido.

Alec Mapa (Ugly Betty, Devious Maids) protagonizará junto a Kelsey Grammer y Alec Baldwin la comedia de ABC sobre tres antiguos compañeros de piso que vuelven a reunirse. Será Andre, un hombre gay muy empático que funcionaba como pacificador ante Channing (Baldwin) y London (Grammer) mientras busca el éxito romántico y profesional que hasta ahora no ha conseguido.

Eoin Macken (Merlin, The Night Shift) y Jack Martin protagonizarán La Brea junto a Natalie Zea y Zyra Gorecki sustituyendo a Michael Raymond-James y Caleb Ruminer. Formarán la familia Harris. También se unen a la serie Jon Seda (Chicago PD, Treme) y Veronica St. Clair, que ya participaron en el piloto, y Lily Santiago.

Mary Holland (Homecoming, Veep), Shelley Hennig (Teen Wolf, Dollface), Christina Anthony (Mixed-ish), Samsara Yett (The Flight Attendant), Cameron Britton (The Umbrella Academy, Mindhunter) y Benjamin Levy Aguilar (Filthy Rich) se unen a The Woman in the House. Serán Sloane, dueña de una galería de arte y amiga de Anna (Kristen Bell); Lisa, una chica dulce y sexy que puede esconder algo; la detective Lane; Emma, la adorable hija de nueve años de Neil (Tom Riley); Buell, el manitas de Anna; y Rex, alguien no muy brillante pero irresistible.

Dallas Roberts (Insatiable, The Good Wife), Clea Lewis (The Americans, Ellen) y Nicole Chanel Williams (Boomerang) serán recurrentes en American Rust como Jackson Berg, dueño de una farmacia preocupado por la proliferación de cadenas en tiempos de crisis; Jillian, una mujer baptista preocupada por qué pensará su marido de que ella y sus compañeras de la fábrica se quieran sindicar; y Jojo, una mujer que vive en la carretera y acoge a Isaac (David Alvarez).

Andrea Martin (Difficult People, Great News), Robert Ri'chard (One on One, Cousin Skeeter), Juani Feliz, Kate Rockwell y Sullivan Jones (The Looming Tower) se unen como recurrentes a Harlem.

Michael James Shaw (Blood & Treasure, Limitless) se une como regular a la undécima y última temporada de The Walking Dead. Será Mercer, que en los cómics es un marine que se relaciona románticamente con Juanita (Paola Lázaro).

Theo Rossi (Sons of Anarchy, Luke Cage) se une como regular a True Story. Será Gene, un fan muy entusiasta de The Kid (Kevin Hart).

Catherine Haena Kim (FBI, Ballers) y Craig Parker (Charmed, Reign) serán recurrentes en la tercera temporada de Good Trouble como Nicolette Baptiste, una abogada de la oficina del fiscal del distrito; y Yuri Elwin, un artista de perfil alto que necesita un becario.

Conrad Khan (The Huntsman: Winter's War, County Lines) se une a la sexta y última temporada de Peaky Blinders. Se desconocen detalles.

Sarah Niles (Catastrophe, I May Destroy You) se une como regular a la segunda temporada de Ted Lasso. Será Sharon, psicóloga deportiva que comienza a trabajar para el AFC Richmond.

Matthew Sato (Chicken Girls, Save Me) y Emma Meisel (American Horror Story) se unen como regulares a Doogie Kamealoha, M.D. Serán Kia y Steph, el hermano y la mejor amiga de Lahela (Peyton Elizabeth Lee). Ronny Chieng (The Daily Show, Crazy Rich Asians) será recurrente como un cirujano cardíaco.

Momo Rodríguez (La Chamba) se une como recurrente a la tercera temporada de Mayans MC. No se conocen más detalles.

Thom Scott II (American Soul) será recurrente en la quinta temporada de Saints & Sinners como el doctor Ross, un médico talentoso especializado en procedimientos experimentales pioneros para asegurar tratamientos exitosos por cualquier medio.

Jess Schine se une a Long Slow Exhale como regular. Será Eddie Hagen, ayudante de la entrenadora (Rose Rollins).

Pósters

Nuevas series

Apple TV+ ha encargado ocho episodios de Roar, antología con historias independientes contadas desde un punto de vista femenino. Protagonizada por Nicole Kidman (Big Little Lies, The Hours), Cynthia Erivo (Harriet, Genius: Aretha), Merritt Wever (Nurse Jackie, Unbelievable) y Alison Brie (GLOW, Community). Basada en el libro de historias cortas de Cecelia Ahern (2018). Creada, escrita y producida por Liz Flahive (GLOW, Nurse Jackie) y Carly Mensch (GLOW, Weeds). Producen Kidman (Big Little Lies, The Undoing), Bruna Papandrea (Big Little Lies, The Undoing), Steve Hutensky (Queen America, Nine Perfect Strangers) y Allie Goss (The Crown, Daredevil).

Netflix adaptará The Talisman, la novela de Stephen King (1984), en la que un chico de 12 años comienza un viaje de costa a costa para encontrar un cristal que podría salvar a su madre moribunda. Escrita por Curtis Gwinn (Stranger Things, The Walking Dead) y producida por Steven Spielberg (The Goonies, Back to the Future) y los hermanos Duffer (Stranger Things).

Gugu Mbatha-Raw (The Morning Show, Miss Sloane) y David Oyelowo (Selma, Nightingale) protagonizarán The Girl Before en HBO Max y BBC One. Jane (Mbatha-Raw) tiene la oportunidad de vivir en una bonita casa minimalista diseñada por un enigmático arquitecto (Oyelowo) a cambio de seguir unas estrictas normas en toda la calle que no permiten los libros, las fotos o el desorden. Jane cree que la casa la está cambiando y descubre qué le ocurrió a la chica que vivió allí antes que ella. Creada, escrita y producida por J.P. Delaney y basada en su propia novela (2016) y dirigida por Lisa Brühlmann (Killing Eve, Servant). Cuatro episodios.

Netflix encarga diez episodios de una comedia multicámara centrada en Chelsea (Emily Osment; Young & Hungry, Hannah Montana), una altanera e ingeniosa intelectual sin habilidades sociales para vivir en el mundo real que se ve obligada a vivir con su despreocupada y jovial hermana y sus amigos, uno de ellos Grant (Gregg Sulkin; Runaways, Wizards of Waverly Place), un dulce y romántico entrenador personal. Creada, escrita y producida por Jack Dolgen (Crazy Ex-Girlfriend, Diary of a Future President) y Doug Mand (How I Met Your Mother, Crazy Ex-Girlfriend). Producida por Kourtney Kang (How I Met Your Mother, Fresh Off the Boat) y dirigida por Pamela Fryman (How I Met Your Mother, Frasier).

Shira Haas (Unorthodox, Shtisel) interpretará a Golda Meir, la primera y única primera ministra mujer de Israel, en el drama Lioness. Basada en el libro de Francine Klagsbrun (2017), escrita por Eric Tuchman (The Handmaid's Tale, Kyle XY), dirigida por Mimi Leder (The Morning Show, The Leftovers) y producida por Barbra Streisand (A Star Is Born), Nina Tassler y Denise Di Novi (Ed Wood, Edward Scissorhands).

Amazon encarga The Devil's Hour, thriller británico sobre una mujer que se despierta cada día a las 3:33 de la mañana. Su hijo de ocho años es retraído y falto de emociones, su madre habla con sillas vacías y su casa está encantada. Ahora su nombre está inexplicablemente conectado a una serie de brutales asesinatos en la zona. Escrita por Tom Moran (The Feed, White Rabbit), dirigida por Johnny Allan (The Irregulars) y producida por Steven Moffat (Sherlock, Doctor Who).

Disney+ adaptará We Begin at the End, la novela de Chis Whitaker (2020) que sigue la relación entre Vincent King, un convicto que sale de prisión treinta años después de haber matado a una niña de siete años; Duchess Ray Radley, la sobrina de trece años de la víctima; y el jefe de policía de un pequeño pueblo de California cuyo testimonio envió a Vincent a prisión aunque era su mejor amigo. Producida por Thomas Kail (Hamilton) y Jennifer Todd (City on a Hill).

Netflix encarga una serie de animación de Asterix & Obelix basada en el libro 'Le combat des chefs'. Dirigida por Alain Chabat (Asterix & Obelix: Mission Cleopatra).

Apple TV+ encarga Dr. Brain, adaptación de acción real de la historieta digital coreana que sigue a un científico (Lee Sun-kyun, Parasite) obsesionado con encontrar nuevas tecnologías para acceder a la consciencia y los recuerdos cuya familia sufre un misterioso accidente. Utilizará sus habilidades para acceder a los recuerdos de su esposa para entender qué ocurrió y por qué. Escrita, dirigida y producida por Kim Jee-woon (Mil-jeong).

David Simon (The Wire, Treme) y George Pelecanos (The Wire, Treme) escribirán y producirán We Own This City, limited series de HBO que cuenta la historia real de la unidad de rastreo de armas de la policía de Baltimore. Basada en el libro del periodista Justin Fenton (2021).

Starz prepara un revival de Party Down con el regreso de actores y productores. Seis episodios.

IMDb TV encarga un spin-off de Bosch en el que Harry Bosch (Titus Welliver) se embarca en el siguiente capítulo de su carrera y trabaja junto a su antiguo enemigo Honey "Money" Chandler (Mimi Rogers) para encontrar justicia. Volverá también Madison Lintz en el papel de Maddie Bosch.

ITV ha encargado cuatro episodios de The Thief, His Wife and the Canoe, un drama true crime sobre John Darwin, el funcionario de prisiones que fingió su muerte en un accidente con una canoa en 2002 para estafar a compañías de seguros. Anne, su esposa, denunció su desaparición en la costa de Cleveland, Inglaterra, y mintió incluso a sus hijos. Basado en un manuscrito no publicado del periodista David Leigh, que encontró y entrevistó a Anne en Panamá. Escrita y producida por Chris Lang (Unforgotten, Dark Heart) y dirigida por Richard Laxton (Mrs. Wilson, Him & Her).

ABC Signature ha adquirido Sitting Pretty: The View from My Ordinary Resilient Disabled Body, las memorias de Rebekah Taussig (2020), para su adaptación televisiva. Trata sobre una chica paralítica que creció en los noventa sin referentes adecuados en la ficción que retratasen su discapacidad como algo complejo y ordinario, incómodo y bello, doloroso y enriquecedor, y que quiere reflejar las complicaciones de la amabilidad y la caridad, vivir de forma dependiente e independiente, experimentar intimidad y cómo la omnipresencia del capacitismo en los medios de comunicación y las redes sociales se traslada directamente a la vida diaria. Escrita y producida por Taussig y dirigida y producida por Randall Einhorn (The Office, Parks and Recreation).

Fechas

Calls se estrena en Apple TV+ el 19 de marzo

La 1ª parte de la sexta y última temporada de Supergirl se estrena en The CW el 30 de marzo

La 4ª temporada de No Activity, que será de animación, se estrena en Paramount+ el 8 de abril

La tercera y última temporada de Pose se estrena en FX el 2 de mayo

La 2ª parte de la primera temporada de Ghostwriter se estrena en Apple TV+ el 2 de mayo

La segunda temporada de Duncanville se estrena en FOX el 23 de mayo

Housebroken se estrena en FOX el 31 de mayo

Tráilers y promos

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