#the black and green scarecrow as everyone knows :)

[magentaexoplanet]

piper at the gates of dawn cd :) i love torturing my family

[lmmontgomerypolls]

🦇You’re Trick’or’Treating at the Avonlea Church’s 🎃 Annual Harvest Festival;

*poll submitted by 👤@gogandmagog, thank you! this was so fun. (:

1. A Plum Puff from Green Gables. This is a sacred dessert, from the highly guarded and highly secret Cuthbert family cookbook. Don’t let your mom see this puff, or she’ll try to take it home and reverse engineer the recipe, before you get a bite.

2. Oh no. Liniment cupcake. 🤢 Party might be over for you…

3. A tiny pocket-sized Bible. From Mrs Rachel. She doesn’t believe in practising Halloween, and thinks even this whole ‘Harvest Festival’ thing is pagan, and sinful, and she can’t believe that the Reverend would allow it.

4. … mixed nuts? They’re a little stale. And there’s a really good chance that these are what Mister Harrison donated, after forgetting he’d signed up to help out, and they’re actually meant for treats for his parrot Ginger. 🦜🥜

5. A carmel apple! You’re so lucky, this looks like it was one of the famous Blythe Farm strawberry apples too.

6. Throat lozenges. 😅 These must be from the Barry’s. Ever since Minnie May got so sick a couple of years ago, Mrs. Barry has become a total hypochondriac.

7. Nice, actual candy. Nerds Clusters too. One bag of these contains all essential nutrients needed to sustain life, everyone knows that.

8. A jar full of Davy Keith’s gory Halloween themed slime. There’s a hand-written coupon for 50¢ off a future purchase from his and Milty Boulter’s slime business, too. Should probably just be glad there’s no bugs in this stuff, right? 😅

9. Mary Joe’s shortcake. Paul Irving’s grandma says it’s too rich for kids’ stomachs, which may or may not be true, but considering there’s at least no eyeballs in it, it’s probably a win.

[suzieloveships]

Jegulus Batman au

So last week I wrote post about how Bruce and Harley are Regulus and Pandora variants and now I can't stop thinking about Jegulus Batman au

Regulus as Bruce Wayne, but more like Battinson!Bruce instead of comics!Bruce. In the day time he is Regulus Black, awkward rich orphan who looks like he wants to kill himself everytime he steps outside. By night time he becomes Batman, a mask vigilante, who fights criminals of Godric's Hollow, the most corrupt city in all of England. It's his way to repay for his parents' sin, part of Hollow's corruption. His only help is a family butler, Kreacher, who really wishes Regulus finished the med school instead of running around in bat suit

James as the Cat, a professional thief with a heart of gold whom Regulus keep failing to catch. He won't admit it but there were few times when he let James escape. Mostly because James often steal from people that deserve it but also because he loves the thrill of a chase. Overtime the two of them start working together on few cases and slowly fall in love

Pandora as Harley Quinn, once a young psychologist turn a henchwoman of Regulus's biggest villain, Tom Riddle, turn an anti-hero who help Regulus, James and their allies fight evil. Her biggest strength is psychoanalyzing her enemy and getting inside their heads. She and Reg went to med school together before he dropped out, years later while working together she conected the dots and realised that this grumpy bat and that grumpy boy from med school are the same person. Arguably Reg best friend

Lily as Poison Ivy, an ecoterrorist with a power to control plants and Pandora girlfriend. Regulus often lets her and Pandora escape as they most attack factories that pollute the environment

Sirius is both Dick, Jason and Kate. Regulus older brother that after a death of their parents abdicated from a role of a Black family heir and started a life for himself outside of Hollow. He came back to Hollow after seeing Batman on the news an immediately recognising his little brother. Was killed by Tom Riddle, but resurrected but whoever is Al Ghul in this au, I haven't decided yet. He return to Hollow as Red Hood, mad at Reg for "replacing" him and not killind Riddle. It took a while but eventually they startes working together again because at the end of the day they are family

Emmeline as Red Robin, Sirius "replacement", a smart girl that figured out Regulus secret identity and girlbossed her way into becoming his new sidekick (not my joke)

Remus as both Barbara and Renee, the only good cop in an all of Hollow. Later he ends up resigning from the force and starts working for Regulus but hacking into city cameras and becoming his eyes and ears

Mary as Spoiler, daughter of a minor villain name Cluemaster. He was a terrible father so Mary decided to help Batman take him down. Now a member of the batfamily, Emmeline's girlfriend and Regulus's biggest bully (affectionately)

Barty as the Riddler, arguably the smartest man in all of Hollow who loves creating chaos and asking people riddles. Luckly for Regulus Barty is also an attention whore that needs everyone to know that he is the smartest person in the room so he often leaves clues for Regulus to follow

Evan as Penguin, the biggest kingpin, started out as a son of a poor housemaid and climp his way into becoming the most powerful mobster in all of Hollow. For some reason Barty is the only person he really trust in this world (he has a massive crush on him)

Dorcas as Scarecrow, a scientist fascinated by fear and the only person in the world with enough brain power to keep up with both Pandora and Barty

Marlene as Firefly, purely because I think Marlene deserves a flamethrower

Peter as Two-face, Reg's best friend turn enemy with half of his face burned

And Narcissa and Alice as Green Arrow and Black Canary

Harry as Helena and Luna as Lucy

Also Xeno as Rick Flag because I love both of them so much <3

[the-exception-to-the-rules]

Day 4: Revenge of on the Hobby Lobby Scarecrows When I saw this page in my coloring book, it instantly gave me Scarecrow vibes. It kinda reminds me of New 52 Crane with the stitched mouth, but the blue eyes are inspired by Cillian Murphy in the Nolan movies and the red-ish shirt is a nod to BTAS. I tried to make the bird on his shoulder look purple-black because it's special. This can either be Craw the Crow or Nightmare the Raven. And of course, I can't leave out the fear toxin! This version is lime green so the pumpkins stand out because it makes everyone who looks at a cute scarecrow from Hobby Lobby see this spooky scarecrow, and they will know they cannot escape from whatever The Scarecrow has planned this Halloween!

[puppetmaster13u]

Flooded Earth DC Merfolk AU

So continuation of This Au right here

What is Everyone? Lemme make a list to ramble about later:

Bruce- Ray

Alfred- Remora

Kate- Angel Shark

Dick - Guppy

Cass- Cuttlefish

Jason- Thresher Shark

Tim- Bichir

Steph- Spanish Shawl Sea Slug

Duke- Anglerfish

Harper- Cichlid

Cullen- Rasbora

Damian- Stingray

Carrie- Dusky Batfish

Jarro- Starfish

Terry- Devilfish

Matt- Koi

Barbara- Jellyfish

Gordon- Squirrelfish

Ghostmaker- Moray Eel

Harvey- Tiger Shark

Selina- Catfish

Joker- Piranha

Harley- Clownfish

Poison Ivy- Leafy Seadragon

Riddler- Corydoras

Bane- Pufferfish

Mr. Freeze- Leopard Seal

Scarecrow- Anglerfish

Waylon- Saltwater Crocodile

Solomon Grundy- Coelacanth 

Penguin- Longfin Icedevil

Ras Al Ghul- Sturgeon

Talia- Pike

Dusan- Pike 

Deathstroke- Tiger Barb

Clark- Sea Lion

Connor- Fur Seal

Jon- Fur Seal

Kara- Sea Lion

Martha Kent- Ribbon Seal

Jonathan Kent- Manatee

Metallo- Sea Turtle

Brainiac- Pinecone Fish

Toyman- Parrot Fish

General Zod- Sea Lion

Lex Luthor- Cardinalfish (if a merfolk, still debating)

Barry Allen- Marlin

Wally- Swordfish

Bart- Marlin

Iris- Trout

Green Arrow- Goby

Arsenal- Arapaima

Artemis- Grouper

Black Canary- Orca

Reverse Flash- Marlin

Captain Cold- Beluga Whale

Heatwave- Guppy

Captain Boomerang- Discus Fish

Mirror Master- Mahi Mahi

Diana- Lionfish

Cassie- Lionfish

Cheetah- Spotted Snapper

Vandal Savage- Dunkleosteus 

Marvel- Whale Shark 

Billy- Wrasse

Mary- Wrasse

Freddy- Killifish

Eugene- Loach

Pedro- Danio

Darla- Goby

Black Adam- Gar Fish

Dr. Sivana- Dolphin

Mister Mind- Bristle Worm

Martian Manhunter- Octopus

M’gann- Octopus

Aquaman- Hammerhead Shark

Kaldur- Blue Tang

Plasticman- Oarfish

Booster Gold- Goldfish

Blue Beetle- Blue Shrimp

John Stewart- Sailfish

Hal Jordan- Neon Tetra

Red Tornado- Mantis Shrimp

Zatanna- Swordtail

Constantine- Fighting Fish

Doctor Fate- Wrasse

Deadman- Glass Fish

Klarion- Platy

Cyborg- Mola

Raven- Squid

Beast Boy- Triggerfish

Starfire- Koi Fish

Lobo- Wolf Fish

Deadshot- Ruby Barb

Killer Frost- White Koi

King Shark- Great White Shark

Doctor Light- Dolphin

Martha Wayne- Mako Shark

Thomas Wayne- Devil Ray

Lucious Fox- King Mackeral 

Jack Drake- Freshwater Angelfish

Janet Drake- Comet Goldfish

Catman- Tigerfish

Angel Breaker- Redtail Black Shark

Trigon- Giant Squid 

Now there's definitely more to be added, and if you have a favorite DC character I missed, lemme know and I'll make sure to add them.

Also I will definitely be rambling about all of these guys separately at some point lol.

[tired-inyxe]

WIP - Batfam/Dc Tag Masterlist

This is ridiculously long so m putting it under cut, m gonna add more (YES MORE. THERES A LOTTA CHARACTERS OK???) tags when I feel like it but I wanna finalize my main master post later

#bat anatomy -batfam masterpost (and everything else dc)

#going batty -batfam analysis (typically angry)

#mailing pipe bombs -enraged at dc's writers

#honey im taking the kids -stuff about dc's poor treatment of the batkids (they're mine now fuck u)

#the bat -abt batman in all its forms (persona not a specific character)

#the bird -abt robin in all its forms (ditto)

#the shadows -abt every other persona in all their forms(because normal ppl dont know em)

#bernards pegboard -crack headcanons

#sandbox -headcanons

#my story now -my personal batfam timeline/story (because dc sucks at writing

#shoved in mahogany 6 feet under -wasted potential of any/all characters

#revived wings -my view of a bat characters true potential

#case files -panels/pages that I use for evidence abt canon

#bamboozled -fun canon comic panels that make me laugh

#goth cake -batfam art

#dysfunctional worms -batfam writing

#cave screeches -rambles, usually angry

#bats and birds -any and all posts that contain any of em

#batcape -anything Bruce

#disco girl -anything Dick

#pride and prejudice -anything Jason

#skateboards and spite -anything Tim

#kittens and knives -anything Damian

#dayshift -anything Duke

#potato waffles -anything Steph

#ballet shoes -anything Cass

#spot of tea -anything Alfred

#all seeing snark -anything Babs

#handmade guns and gender envy -anything Harper

#jaded red -anything Kate

#lack the worms dc edition -any character i dont know/care about enough to make a custom tag for (m sorry)

#revolving door -Rogues gallery

#REFORM THE DAMN JUSTICE SYSTEM YOU BILLIONAIRE -me complaining about dc's inability to make Bruce use his fuckin money and power to change the city, also any arkham/blackgate rants

#i stabbed him hes dead -anything joker

#bats and hounds -anything Harley

#eco friendly -anything Ivy

#shot him he's dead too -anything Black Mask

#strawman argument -anything Scarecrow

#your wife is dead -anything Mr Freeze (sorry not sorry)

#bipolar ableism but gay -anything Harvey

#scared of seals -anything Penguin

#neon green twink -anything Riddler

#broke b's spine -anything Bane

#leather catgirl -anything Selina

#back in the cell -every other rogue I don't care about

#god forbid a woman have hobbies -anything Thalia

#withering gamer -anything Ra's

#magic mountain dew -Lazarus pit

#assassin gamers -League of Assasins

#competent idiots -Justice League

#its just an s -anything Clark

#unbreakable porcelain -anything Diana

#retired at the speed of light -anything Barry

#zooming with the big leagues now -anything Wally

#h in adhd -anything the Flash persona

#neon green with a ring -anything Hal

#weak to yellow -anything Green lantern persona

#blowing bubbles -anything Arthur

#he stole the braincell -anything Jhon (theres an accent mark somewhere in there ill fix it later)

#batson but not yet adopted -anything Billy

#cigarette ash -anything Constantine

#fics favorite magician -anything Zatanna

#hijacked the mainframe -anything Cyborg

#signature chili -anything Ollie

#screech metal -anything Black Canary

#under the roundtable -everyone else in the Justice League

#every band eventually -og Teen Titans (they broke up)

#saltwater bubble blower -anything Garth

#tectonic shifter -anything Terra

#red threads and all -anything Red X

#i exploded him yw -anything Slade

#stronger than steel -anything Donna (might change)

#shapeshifting greenbean -anything Gar

#goth girls inspiration -anything Raven

#international incidents the team -Young Justice

#test tube baby -Anything Kon

#meep meep -anything Bart

#girlbossed zeus -anything Cassie

#rags to the grave -anything Greta

#arrows notched red -anything Cissie

#mosh pit winner -anything Anita

#panic at the disco -anything Slobo

again, theres still more. dc is an 80 year long series theres so many guys. also not sold on some of these so various tags may be subject to change

[trashcanplant]

Safe Travels, Scarecrow

Short Angsty writing based on what happens when the first snow falls and Grover leaves for the winter.

It was almost the end of autumn. Grover could feel it in his stuffed burlap body. He spent more time sitting on his fence, looking at his leather travel bag. He wondered how much time he had left before the winter would come bearing its frigid head, turning the air around him into ice. Grover hated the cold. He hated leaving.

“Grover!” Penny Peaches called out to him as she came running. She loved her scarecrow friend, only having met him in the late summer when he came rolling into town. Grover stood up with a smile. He looked tired, almost ready to hibernate. “Hey lil’ lady. How’re you doin’ today?” He asked as he forced his burlap into a soft grin. He crouched down to her level and ruffled her soft peachy hair.

“Grover, do you have any plans for the holidays?” She asked with a chuckle. He saw her shiver as a cool breeze nipped at her neck. Grover sighed, pulling his travel bag onto a fence post and taking out a long green scarf. He wrapped it around her neck in a brotherly fashion.

“Afraid not. My schedules as.. as free as a bird. But you know how I like birds.. always so flighty! Ya never know when they’re- uh.. gonna fly off. Am I right, Penn?” He asked with a sad chuckle. Penny didn’t seem to notice, just taking it as it came. She was always one to go with the flow.

“Then you should come to my house for Christmas! My Ma and Pa, and the Fruitbats, and Vince, and Poppy, and everyone are all gonna have a big dinner together!” She offered him, curling herself into his scarf. Grover’s straw eyebrows furrowed as he started to stroke his goatee. He wanted Penny to be smarter in this moment.

“Well, we’ll see what happens. You tell my cousin not to bring those pesky crows inside. Again. Although, Pen, you know how I am indoors. I get all cooped up! S’too cold to be outside anyway, and I sure as heck am not getting your nice floors dirty.” Grover said , trying to let her down easy. He knew it was going to snow before he even had a chance to fully accept or decline her invitation. He hoped Vince would explain that to her.

“Oh, Grover! Don’t worry, I’ll tell him! Thanks for the scarf!” Penny said, her attention quickly being pulled away as she heard Poppy’s distant clucks of distress. Grover stood still for a moment as he watched her run away. He turned his back on her, looking down at his travel bag full of raggedy clothes and his sewing supplies. His cloth heart ached. He didn’t want to let her down.

The next morning, Grover awoke on his fence to a small wet spot on his burlap face. Snowflakes. He knew what he had to do. He looked around in the darkness of the early morning. Nobody awake. It didn’t matter. They all knew it was coming. He’d just write an apology to everyone in his next letter to Barnaby. The scarecrow stood from his sleeping position and closed his travel bag. He then slid down the hill to the lake, looking out for where his assigned flock was resting. With a whistle and a few loud stops, the birds were scattered and in the air. He watched them in the pitch black, illuminated only by distant stars and a few stray snowflakes as they fell to the earth. Grover made his way to the edge of the forest. He couldn’t see home anymore. He hesitated before the annoying calls of his birds settling tore him away. There was no time to be sentimental. He was already late. If he didn’t hightail it, he’d miss his record and valuable daylight for walking.

“Hey, Gr- where’d he go?” Penny asked as they approached a small gathering of neighbors. Barnaby stood at the fence, looking down at the lake with Wally right beside him. Vince sat on the fence with Ritta and Gus circling overhead, but they weren’t upset. Marnie Maestro, a rarely seen neighbor stood there bundled in several layers. All of them were quiet and looking into the lake.

“Safe travels, scarecrow.” Barnaby mumbled as he lit his pipe. The iridescent smoke filled the air as he began to slowly walk away. Wally followed him in suite, quiet as he looked down at the ground. It didn’t really get into his head, but he still understood that Grover was gone.

“Vince, where’d Grover go?” Penny asked her other scarecrow friend. He simply took off his wide brimmed hat as a stray autumn leaf fell from inside.

“He had to leave. Does this every year, Penny. He just didn’t say goodbye this time…” He said with a solemn air in his voice. He knew that his cousin would be back. He always came back. Home was where his heart was.

“Is he okay?” Penny asked anxiously. She held the scarf Grover had given her yesterday around her neck. She felt the texture, the heavy wool making her sweat as snowdrops landed on her head. There was a deep pit in her stomach, close to her families namesake of being a stonefruit. She looked at the lake.

“Will he be back in time for Christmas..?” They asked quietly. Penny knew in her heart what the answer was, but she didn’t want to say it aloud. If she did, it would come true.

“I wish that was how it worked, sweetie. Grover just… he’ll be back in the autumn. It’ll be back to spooks, stories, and Grover before you know it.” Marnie approached from her position. She knew Grover the best and gently put a hand on Penny’s shoulder.

“He’ll be back eventually.” Marnie repeated firmly. He’ll be back eventually.

[catspittle]

justmemethings muse info sheet, filled.

𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄'𝐒 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐓

{Basics}

Name: Kay "Jonathan" Robert Crane

Alias: Harvestman [Joan Leland only as of yet], the Scarecrow [like everyone], Jonny, Kitty [Honghui, main canon]

Gender: Genderqueer trans man.

Age: 64 as of 2023!

Species: Human, much to his deep dismay.

Zodiac: aquarius / aries / cancer / capricorn / gemini / leo / libra / pisces / sagittarius / scorpio [November 16th] / taurus / virgo / unknown

Abilities/Talents: Double-jointed, previous metalworker, can sing, good at playing the èrhú, green thumb; owns a Thunder God Vine that's taken up most of the bathroom

{Personal}

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral if I had to pick something? It works the best.

Religion: Mahayana Buddhist

Sins: envy / greed / gluttony / lust / pride / sloth / wrath

Virtues: charity / chastity / diligence / humility / justice / kindness / patience

Languages: English, Cantonese

Family: His mother, Kai-Lun Park, several half-siblings courtesy of his mother, several dead children

Friends: it's complicated :)

Sexual Orientation: heterosexual / bisexual / pansexual / homosexual / demisexual  / asexual / unsure / questioning / other [+aromantic polyam]

Relationship status: single / dating / married / widowed / open relationship / other - depends on universe

Libido: sex god / very high / high  / average / low / very low / non-existent

{Physical}

Build: twig / bony / slender / average / athletic / curvy / chubby / obese

Hair: white / blonde / brunette / red / black / other

Eyes: brown / blue / green / black / other

Skin: pale / fair / olive / light brown / brown / very brown / other [idk depends on how you define brown vs. olive? he's brown]

Height: under 3 foot / 3-4 foot / 4-5 foot / 5-6 foot / 6-7 foot / above 7 foot

Weight: under 100 pounds / 100-150 pounds / 150-200 pounds / 200-250 pounds / above 250 pounds

Scars: entire back down to tailbone pitted from broken glass being driven into it when it was thrown through a windshield, claw mark self harm scarring all over shoulders and collarbone, neck and vocal fold slashes, left hip partial replacement surgery, various self harm scars. No right breast [cancer], reduction scarring present on left, which is shoved to the side of his body from a pre-pubertal pneumothorax, oh yeah and his outer genitalia is partially melted because torture

Facial Features: lengthy, broken nose, narrow and leaf shaped eyes with the left pupil severely dilated, face and jaw are overall round, an underbite

Tattoos: a leaping koi fish in water stretching across the right side of his ribcage. The fish is black in color. Breaking Benjamin Celtic knot on left wrist at pulse point, in gold.

{Choose}

Dogs or Cats? Cats, but he's ambivalent overall.

Birds or Hamsters? Neither, small animals are a waste of time with too fragile respiratory systems.

Red or Blue? He literally can't see most shades of red.

Yellow or Green? Green, warm tones make him look burnt.

Black or White? Black. Gets dirty less.

Coffee or Tea? Neither, caffeine makes him sick.

Ice Cream or Cake? Neither, he's not a fan of sweets.

Fruits or Vegetables? Vegetables; nothing beats a good zucchini bread.

Sandwich or Soup? Ambivalent; either.

Magic or Melee? Melee, even though he knows he'll lose.

Sword or Bow? Neither, he fights with his fists.

Summer or Winter? Winter, it's cooler.

Spring or Autumn? He's indifferent yet again.

The Past or The Future? The past; the core tenet of his character is that he's wholly unable to move on from the things that have occurred to him.

tagged by: n/a tagging: whoever ig have fun

[ericsonclan]

What’s This?

Summary: Prisha is tired of the monotony of Halloweentown and wants to bring something exciting and new for Violet and the others to see.

Word Count: 1000+

Read on AO3:

The sky was dark and gloomy. The moon shone its eerie light that gave the town a yellow tint to it that helped send a chill down everyone’s spine. Crows cawed and bats fluttered by while the townsfolk got ready to celebrate another scarily good holiday in Halloween town. Everything felt perfect: the atmosphere with the green liquid pouring from the town square’s fountain and each cobblestone, every inch of Halloweentown was made to send a screech tearing through your throat. Every note in the music playing made your blood run cold. All of this would help but the biggest selling point of it all, the grand finale that would kickstart this holiday was the Queen of Halloween and Master of Fright, Prisha.

“She’s here! She’s finally here!” One of the townsfolk cheered causing everyone to start gathering around in the courtyard.

All the noise had made it easy for Violet to sneak out. She carefully made her way toward the courtyard and hid by a tree. The moonlight shone brightly highlighting Violet’s patchwork dress. She didn’t want to miss out on seeing this moment. She could give two shits if Carlos felt like she should stay home or that it was too dangerous to be outside. Just because he had created her didn’t mean he had any say.

Violet absentmindedly pulled at the stitches that attached her arms to her body. She really hoped that the poisoned soup would keep him knocked out long enough that she got to see Prisha. Just as that thought crossed her mind she noticed the crowd part ways. After a second Violet saw a straw horse be pulled forward while a scarecrow with a pumpkin head sat upon it. A sign reading “HALLOWEEN” stood behind it. The scarecrow didn’t move an inch until suddenly it seemed almost to come to life and snatched up a lit torch, throwing it into the mouth of the pumpkin.

Violet couldn’t help but feel a bit nervous. She knew Prisha had a flair for the dramatic but this year she was really going over the top as she spun and danced while her scarecrow costume started to burn away. With gasps from the townsfolk Prisha drove into the fountain then slowly emerged from it. She seemed to hold all the confidence in the world as she got out of the fountain, showing off her new black and white suit. She smiled brightly, her arms outstretched as she took in all the town’s applause. Something about her smile made Violet unable to look away. There was an undeniable charisma about Prisha, especially in that suit. Violet held onto the tree and remained mostly hidden, not wanting the town to notice the heart eyes she was making at her girlfriend.

None of the townsfolk seemed to care about that though; all of their attention was directly on Prisha, congratulating her for the great opening show. All of them were vying for her attention.

“That was absolutely amazing!” The mayor praised but was quickly pushed back by some of the others.

“You’re so cool, Prisha!”

“Yeah! When I saw you emerge from the fountain I felt my heart nearly stop!”

“Do you think you ever get lonely as the Queen of Halloween and wish for a certain someone to join you?”

Prisha seemed extremely overwhelmed by all the girls surrounding her. She awkwardly took a step back and took refuge back on the raised portion of the fountain to create some space.

“Well you see, I do have a certain someone I would like to spend today with,” Prisha replied, searching around the crowd for who she was hoping would be here today.

Her eyes flickered with sadness for a moment until she spotted Violet. Immediately her eyes brightened and a somewhat dorky smile appeared on her lips. She wanted to have Violet by her side, to proudly show her off but she knew that would stress Violet out. So she gave a wave over to her girlfriend, knowing that they could spend some time alone when things had calmed down.

Violet returned the wave and noticed how smitten Prisha was when she looked her way until suddenly the mayor and other townsfolk forced Prisha to focus back on them and their wants from the Master of Fright. Violet watched for a few seconds, wondering if she could somehow get Prisha away from all that. Be able to sneak off past the graveyard and onto the little hill that looked as if it was right below the moon.

“There you are,”

Violet felt a hand grab her arm harshly.

“You’re coming back with me,” Carlos frowned, his expression bitter and angry. “Don’t even think of trying to argue with me.”

Violet didn’t say a word and didn’t resist her guardian’s attempts to get her back inside. It was better if she just went along for now. She could always make more soup.

Time felt as though it went by at a snail’s pace. Prisha had kept talking to people and entertaining them until they finally gave her some space. As soon as she got the chance she went over towards the tree where Violet was but she was nowhere to be found.

“Violet? Vi?” Prisha looked around this way and that but it became clear quickly: Carlos had gotten her back inside. With a sigh, Prisha wandered off for a bit. She knew how upset Carlos got after Violet would sneak out and despite all her attempts in the past he wouldn’t budge on letting Violet out for hours after she’d been caught sneaking out. So she figured she might as well take some time for herself and wait out the time until then or until she got up the nerve to try to sneak in to visit Violet.

Walking through the graveyard, Prisha knelt beside a grave. “Will you keep me company, Sir Tubbs?” she asked softly and waited for a minute. After a few the form of the ghost cat appeared and lazily flopped by her side. “Thank you,” She attempted to scratch his head then continued to walk forward. Slowly she made her way up the curled hill and stared up at the moon. The feelings were starting to appear again. The ones she didn’t want around.

“Do you think the others are getting tired of being scared too?” Prisha whispered, her eyes on the moon. “I try year after year but I don’t know. I’m starting to lose the desire to always be the Queen of Halloween. I’d like to feel another emotion besides fear during the holiday but I don’t know what else it could be. What do you think?” She glanced down at the plump ghost cat who seemed more than happy to hover over her feet and purr loudly. “You are no help.”

The ghost cat gave a smokey meow.

“Fine, you’re forgiven,” Prisha smiled and moved forward, letting the hill uncurl so she could go to the other side. She wasn’t sure where she wanted to go; anywhere in the woods would be fine with her. So she ventured on, wandering and wondering until she stumbled upon a series of trees with different symbols on the trunks.

“Hmm?” Prisha walked forward, curiosity dancing within her eyes as she looked at tree after tree until she stopped by one that had a green tree covered in dots of color. Prisha considered her options for a moment then grabbed the doorknob on the tree and pulled the door open. She waited, wondering what she would see but nothing came. With a sigh she turned back to Sir Tubbs.

“Well that was a disappointment,” Prisha shook her head, ready to move on with her day when suddenly strange white flakes appeared from within the open door and she was pulled in. A startled yell left her lips until she landed in a field of white. Prisha looked up at the sky watching these odd flakes of white fall towards her. Intricate designs were within each flake but she had no time to take them in before they fell to the ground. “What is this?” Prisha sat up and grabbed a handful of it. Without giving her mind a chance to decide if this was a wise decision she bit down into it. It tasted like nothing but it was cold. Prisha continued to munch on the odd substance until she saw an array of bright lights. Greens, reds, and yellow shimmered around houses that were painted in such striking colors. Colors like that weren’t in Halloweentown. Her eyes scanned the area noticing poles of red and white and a large circle that spun around with horses on it. Everywhere she looked the same question appeared in her mind: What's this?

It had been two days and Prisha still wasn’t anywhere. The town was a mess because of it and Violet wasn’t doing much better. She couldn’t stop pacing outside while Sir Tubbs trotted back and forth to keep her company. After the first few rounds though he quickly lay on the ground. Violet messed with her stitches, feeling her anxiety rise. What the hell had happened to Prisha? How did no one know where she was? Everything was making her anxious and Violet kept swearing to try and calm her nerves.

“Violet,”

The voice practically made Violet jump and she spun around to see Prisha still wearing her suit but covered in odd white flakes.

“Prisha! Where were you? You’ve been missing for two days.”

Prisha’s eyes widened. “For two days? How-” She paused when she saw her girlfriend’s expression. Her arms wrapped around Violet. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know I was gone for that long,”

“It’s fine. I was just worried.” Violet mumbled as she hid her face against Prisha’s shoulder. The two of them stayed within that hug for a minute before pulling back.

“So where did you go?” Violet asked as she took both of Prisha’s hands in hers.

“I went to this most curious place. There were trees in the woods with symbols painted on them and one had a tree of colors on it. I opened the door and was whisked away to a land made of pure white where everyone is always singing and smiling. They wear odd hats and eat sticks of red and white.”

Violet blinked. “That made no sense.”

“It will! I brought things back from this land! Oh, it was wonderful Violet! I think I can bring something special to Halloweentown!” Prisha swung their joined hands back and forth. “It made me feel the same happiness you bring to me whenever I’m with you. That warm, fuzzy feeling. Imagine it, Violet, a land of pure happiness, and I found it!” Prisha beamed with excitement.

Violet didn’t fully understand it but seeing her girlfriend this happy made her happy.

“Okay,” Violet smiled when she saw the joy that response brought Prisha.

“Wonderful!” Prisha stole a quick kiss then pressed one to the top of Violet’s hands. “I can’t wait to show you the mysterious joys of Christmas!”

[dinrelsanddragons]

ok ok one more muse list: HALLOWEEN COSTUMES

alphabetized

Armok: A half-dragon. He thought it would be hilarious to go as a half stone dragon, up until he realized the wings would be a bitch to make. Luckily, Shanz was willing to assist, and with the aid of the castle seamstresses, created some wire-supported wings for him to wear. He's got fake horns, makeup to turn his skin gray, and everything.

Bryn: A devil. She's got little horns, tiny wings– again provided by Shanz and the castle seamstresses– and a tail added on to her uniform. She thinks it's a good fit, for a particularly fiery and devilish woman.

Erdan: Erdan swapped out his royal guard's cap for a similarly colored wizard hat and called it a day.

Gateni: She wasn't dressing up initially, but some persuasion from her husband and daughter have her in a witch's outfit. She thinks it somewhat fitting, at least. Sareni adores it, and Saryfel couldn't help but point out that Gateni took the opportunity to ask the seamstresses to accentuate certain curves that he knows Hylians are very... attracted to.

Gwyn: Gwyn pulled out a rogue's ensemble from gods-know-where– well, she's not telling her son it used to be her uniform.

Halcyon: Dressed as a kitsune. However, she's keeping a few of her pirate effects, so one supposes she is a mixture of herself and the costume.

Hubert: With great assistance from Shanz and the seamstresses, Hubert has a copy of the Charged set. It's not magic by any means, but he wanted to honor his family's duty to Farosh.

Isaac: He's in the garb of a scarecrow complete with straw sticking out of some seams, and has swapped his halberd for a pitchfork for the moment.

Lambda: She found the nicest dress she could find, which is actually a damn nice backless piece, and she's pretending it's a princess dress when it's... more of a commoner's party piece than anything. Still, she's very excited to show off her rarely visible black dragon tattoo.

Leonard: Tallula put him in a black cat outfit. The joke lies in his complete and utter resignation to going along with everyone else– but on the inside, he's too happy to make his beloved smile.

Link: He didn't want to dress up, but Gwyn pulled out a number of cute outfits, and Raven pitched in his opinion as well, and came up with a green tunic and cap that oddly seem to suit their son perfectly... (hint: legacy tunic)

Lita: Dressed as a flame dragon, sans wings. She's got horns and claws, though.

Thorn: To his dismay, he's matching Leonard as a black cat. It wasn't Lita's idea– he just likes cats a bit, and thought it was nice. He feels like he's walking bad luck sometimes.

Raithyon: Raithyon found a tavern wench's dress and put it on, corset and everything. It actually fits well, leaving plenty of room to breathe, and Pyxrin is more than a little titillated about it. Raithyon looks damn attractive when he's showing off his pecs.

Raven: He wanted to just go in uniform, but Gwyn had another idea– so Raven pulled out some old armor of his from his younger days, donned a black knit mask, and he's a suit of haunted armor. He's very warm in it, though.

Reownha: She initially wanted to match her sister, but Reownha kind of ended up outdoing her. She's in a princess dress– by which the writer means she's wearing a very nice piece that passes for royal fashion, even if it's not made of the same materials.

Rhoam: He's the king, does he need to dress up? But he is, because he can't be a hardass all the time. With some aid from Shanz for design input, Rhoam is currently dressed in ancient Hyrulean fashion, as King Rauru, but over a dark gray tunic and breeches. (Not like a furry, but god knows he's not as young as he used to be, so he can't show off like he may have in his youth.)

Sandalio: He's going as the most frightening thing he's ever encountered: A Hyrulean noble. His friend Reyes is absolutely amused by this.

Shanz: Shanz made his own rendition of the royal guard outfit and it's quite striking– his skills in crochet have really flourished.

Taunch: Taunch has a mask crafted of leather to give the impression of being a full dragon, but on two legs. He had the idea while speaking with Armok, and the two agreed it might be fun to simply trade: A full dragon for a half.

Vair: With extensive assistance from Shanz and the seamstresses, Vair's in the Ember set. He's sweating a fair amount in it, and it's not magical, but his sister insisted.

Valanthe: Valanthe found a goddamn ballgown to put on. She's actually very good-looking in it despite her very striking scar over the right side of her face. She's not afraid of being caught off guard or without weapons, as she's perfectly capable of conjuring her own daggers.

Wulf: Dressed as a wolf. He thinks he's hilarious.

Wynne: With extensive help from Shanz and the tailors, Wynne is garbed in a nonmagical version of the frostbite set. She's a little concerned about showing that much skin, and somewhat envies Vair for being thoroughly covered up– but when he jokingly suggested to switch, she refused, a little flustered. She's honoring Naydra, it would be inappropriate.

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Undercover: Gotham

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/lft1o69 by InvalidStuff Now that the JLA knows that Batman is actually a Tired Dad, they can’t help but turn their eyes to Gotham. The Batkids are concerning, a nightmare is unfolding in Gotham and Batman is compromised. How do they know he's compromised? Because he invites the JLA into Gotham! But determined to follow protocol, the JLA steps in to help. However, the Batkids are not okay with this and will not allow the JLA control of Gotham or of them. Or, the Batkids continue to annoy the league and learn they may have overreacted, the league learns that being a parent is hard and they may have taken this following protocol thing too far and everyone learns that relationships take work. Words: 5608, Chapters: 1/7, Language: English Series: Part 2 of Undercover: Batkids vs Justice League Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Characters: Jason Todd, Dick Grayson, Bruce Wayne, Damian Wayne, Tim Drake, Stephanie Brown, Cassandra Cain, Duke Thomas, Arthur Curry (DCU), Clark Kent, Diana (Wonder Woman), Barry Allen, Oliver Queen, J'onn J'onzz, Black Canary (DCU), Scarecrow, Barbara Gordon Relationships: Dick Grayson & Jason Todd, Dick Grayson & Bruce Wayne, Jason Todd & Bruce Wayne, Arthur Curry & Jason Todd, Arthur Curry & Dick Grayson Additional Tags: Jason Todd is Red Hood, Dick Grayson is Nightwing, Tim Drake is Red Robin, Damian Wayne is Robin, Bruce Wayne is Batman, Stephanie Brown is Spoiler, Cassandra Cain is Black Bat, Duke Thomas is Signal, Arthur Curry is Aquaman (DCU), Clark Kent is Superman, Diane Prince is Wonder Woman, Barry Allen is The Flash, Oliver Queen is The Green Arrow, Batfamily Meets the Justice League (DCU), Good Sibling Jason Todd, Good Sibling Tim Drake, Good Sibling Dick Grayson, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Platonic Cuddling, Father-Son Relationship, Platonic Relationships, Protective Everyone, Protective Dick Grayson, Insecure Dick Grayson, Insecure Jason Todd, Batfamily (DCU), Protective Batfamily (DCU), Batfamily Dynamics (DCU), Batfamily (DCU) Feels, aquaman is a good dude, Bruce Wayne is Bad at Feelings, Bruce Wayne Tries to Be a Good Parent, Jason Todd Needs A Hug, Dick Grayson Needs a Hug, Aquaman is the Batkids choosen Uncle, Jason Todd is Not Okay, Dick Grayson is Not Okay, Aquaman tries to Help, Team as Family, Learning to Work Together, relationships are hard, Action/Adventure, Gotham City is Terrible, Arkham Asylum, Author Is Sleep Deprived, Barbara Gordon is Oracle, Scarecrow's Fear Toxin (DCU) read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/lft1o69

[choirofseventongues]

Jabberwocky.

everyone’s tripping on tower bricks and crystal candycanes. twin bruises girl, you know what i mean pain star, call upon your saint of choice...Im tired of your perverted crush

i opened up to your wind rush and rejoiced

such a long long time ago and turned my back when i saw your muddy body in an ocean grave post-you showing

to me your truest colors and stabbed yourself face-first.

i turned the other cheek too much i told you sorry but i'm not. you were vile little alice. and twice as fucking vain. you planted seeds of jealousy in your flying monkeys trying to saddle me with blame.

you’re not a wicked witch yknow, you no longer have to play the part, my little horned flame.

they try to look and act like different masks of mine because you can't seem to replace me.

so why whine? because you broke your own damn heart with expectations and competitive childlike flaunts and you know now you’ll never beat me, yet…

i never wanted this for us and never thought of you ill that way. i loved you dearly but not queerly so you chose to run away.

it's your turn for the qliphoth now.

i've seen god and before him, in the abyss you too shall bow. your soul will mush, decay and rot. but you too shall be reborn as a babalonian jackpot

i crossed the abyss some times and i hope you cross it 3 times harder. the dark night of the soul awaits you. a punishment for repeated betrayal. betrayed me and betrayed yourself, your truest will and so did your selfish pawns.

i only screwed him because you screwed mine first. your power drill nails etched your name into my heart because you hate me. because you need me, and i loved you in a way you didn't want.

i truly tried to be your friend. not your experiment or toy. not your sidepiece or gay twin flame. not your charity accessory left gaunt

bought drugs for you and cried with you, chauffeured you and played your maid. i never wanted to compete with you but you couldn't stand the beacon in my soul and sprayed it with acidic Raid.

im a black hole now so honey try not to get sucked into the tirade.

i turned the other cheek too much and lapped up all your tears, i never tore your spirit down because the truth falls on deaf ears.

plato's cave is where you stay with your army of social elites. you all remind me of billionaires, the way our backs ache from your pairs of trust fund feet.

are the dots starting to connect yet miss alice? i know you feel ashamed. you’re only sorry for me and my struggle now because you’ve been defamed.

i’ll say it once and i’ll say it again, cus The Whore has just rode in.

i turned the other cheek too much my dear and you really love to strike when i can’t see you.

my blood dries purple. you made a martyr of me. i wear the crown, of silver lilac lavender, my three eyes bleed blue rivers clean, and my severed neck bears pearls and golden faked aquamarine, my heart pumps out green lightning. my stomach a golden meadow

of carnage under the moon, my womb a flaming holy wound. my sex an aching rushing haze of red and amethyst.

royal chrisist crucifixion, i wear my scars from you.

I strike you down girl, cus you were never friend but foe, you. dug your talons in… and i lost everything… but in the end what did you gain?

sweet alice please don’t be so vain, your fanclub’s had enough! be wiser and behave like a woman grown… i think we’ve both had enough… check your heart and like a phoenix or scorpions tail, i hope youre fit to rise.

and you, the brainless scarecrow, you’ve made me stiff like hay.

i inherit emerald city and toss your memory like a can of tin. I wear the mark of the beast and white and blue for my future munchkins.

you, april rose… bear the hat of the fool. I’ll hide you from your rabbit hole just for preying on me in high school. i am the white rabbit; see, you have to stop chasing after me. wake up my loves it’s time to say goodbye to wonderland where you’re kings and queens of swords, illuminating hell with your deceptive fabric lies and attempting me and i, my kingdom, my jabberwocky. i the queen of hearts and dorthyann and mallory, see past your pixels, hear me: your tok is tikking girl. the doctors got your medicine, on tower pills you choke. heavenly mother will always be here, for you’re entitled to instructions.

we know his manhood's tiny... and id still cut the arms right of him; if he ever put a hand on you unprompted.

i warn you that the tunnels reek of illness and destruction.

i hope he gives you all you dream of because at the end of the day ye hath deserve it.

i seal this letter with a kiss and send you off and angels lift

their wings to take your sainthood and bless you with their crown.

one more thing you should know, the crows told me your rainbow aura’s looking brown regina george.

Thoths sandy crown is now my cross to split and bear and disperse upon ye. jesus was the mushroom you hurled.

Sleep tight and dont let the bedbugs bite. You'll meet the Giant in the White Lodge where the owls gorge the flesh of THE ARM 🎖🍸🪖👽🏔☮️🕊 Y LA ZEITGEIST!

[levforfakes]

forgot thalia and some others so we'll do her first: name is tom. short for stupid name thomas, which he hates. he's got the spikey emo cut going. with streaks of blue dye. maybe even the raccoon tail thingy.

connor and travis: connie and travis (travis is gn), they've got pixie cuts. travis being the older one has more of a rugged look to her, while connie's is very clean cut.

drew: again, drew is gn so we're keeping it. same as drew not genderbent, masc drew would be manipulative and flirty, hiding his feelings due to losing his older sister and also his probably toxic masculinity. he's got the guy hair, pretty short, very neat, very well kept.

zoë: love her sm. another one of my favs. we're keeping the name zoe. he's got longish hair, maybe shoulder length? a bit layered. all in all, very put together.

rachel: raphael, probably goes by rapha or raphie, still has long hair, basically the same. he definitely wears it up in a braid, only one though

ethan: ethel, ig. straight brown hair, bit past her shoulders with straight across bangs. she ties it up in a ponytail sometimes.

malcolm: gonna be honest with u, forgot he existed. don't know much abt him except that hes smart and pretty serious. mal probably. long enough to put in a bun when she wants, not very well managed, but never knotty or gross.

katie: kaiden. hes rly cute, like a cute short cut, wavy hair, wears jorts for no fucking reason just because i feel like it

mr d: im not changing any of the gods names bc theyre gods so theyre inherently above gender fuck u. shes got the messiest frizziest dryest curly brown hair ever. constantly looks like she slept in her car. chirons into it tho. im a fucking chiron x ms d shipper, whatever their genders are

zeus: fluffy, white and black striped, fucking long like down to her ass. a fucking whore j like regular zeus. wears orangy red lipstick and blue eyeshadow trend all the time. everyone hates it but they're fuckinng scared of her.

hera: he has the i-styled-it-for-hours-just-got-out-of-bed-look. kinda crunchy but zeus is fucking simp for it. she still cheats and hera is still the most faithful.

demeter: has the dryest fucking ass wheat colored hair. literally crunches. its not ok. dresses like a fucking scarecrow

poseidon: the most luscious long silky hair that smells fucking nasty. it smells like seaweed and rotten fish. but its so fucking pretty. black probably but i think she went for like that black blue color, yk.

hestia: chin length but pretty not a bob. like golden fiery and curly wavyish. he puts it in short braids a lot. v nice. also bandanna but not in the clarisse way, like in the silly guy way.

hades: i think hades rocks a femme fatale look. shes got the sharp bob, black silky hair. wears lots of sleek black or dark colored dresses (mainly red and green).

athena: short, close to military cut but a bit longer. very profesh looking. fucking buff too.

ares: short again, this time actually military. shes rocking the buzzcut, ok? she loves her motorcycle and leather jackets and will punch you in the face with brass knuckles.

apollo: longest prettiest blonde haired girl. genuinely spends so much time on it. she wears it with a golden laurel and the stupidest raybans. then when she's lester (ligora, which is where lester is derived from) she's got frizzy brown untameable hair.

artemis: god idk where to even go with this, j bc of her hatred of men. brown haired, longish, like supposed to be short but then he forgot to cut it length. wears camo and kind of looks like a loser. but in a scary way.

aphrodite: definition of pretty boy. long hair, dyes it a lot tho, mostly natural colors, but he's gone pink for valentines day. always braids it or keeps it up because when he lets it down he's too pretty.

hephaestus: again with the buff broad sholdered women. wears leather aprons and tools and forge things. matted hair, she doesn't even care anymore, eventually she j cuts it off because she cant with it. ends up with a choppy pixie cut, but not pixie at all.

nike: one of those guys who wears head to toe nike clothing, and not just cuz its his name. like one of those bitch athletes who has super expensive shoes and shit.

ask nicely if u want more.

bonus: meg, named matthew but goes by matt. sort of like a pageboy but more natural and less bowl cut-y. he wears neon zip up vests and shorts over leggings.

@genderbenduniverse

ok I'll start with percy, i like it when people have their original names so he'll have the nickname percy but be called like perses or smth more fem. she's got like a wavy sort of shoulder length hair? im thinking of book percy, so like she always puttingn her hair through it and pushing it to one side and shit, yk?

ok annabeth. idfk what kind of name, maybe like asher or smth, though not sure if that fits his vibe, im trying to go with names that start with the same letter so maybe like alexander. he definitely doesn't have like a really neat haircut, its like fluffy and frizzy and and messy and he never cuts it, im thinking sort of like magnus, since yk they're cousins.

next one is grover. her name's grace, her bf juniper calls her gracie. she's got body hair. shes half goat. shes got big fluffy hair, like shoulder blade length, and she'd wear smth like short skirts and long sleeve pretty shirts. and i think she wears it in braids or smth with flowers in it from junipers tree.

luke: luke's name is luka. she's still got short hair, sort of masc and def gels it, idk just feels like her vibe. she likes wearing pretty dresses like prom dresses and switches them off with tuxs and stuff.

ok jason now. i think jasons name would be Jay, like just the nickname, maybe she never learned her name when her mom left her idk. but she has a wolfcut, im obsessed with wolfcut jason either way so yk. (friend told me she prolly couldnt cut her hair during her time in new rome, so she had the most atrocious high pony tails and buns)

piper: i think piper is gender neutral so, it works. leo and jay still call him pipes and beauty queen and stuff. he's got long pretty hair that he always, i mean, always wears down. he likes wearing flowerey shirts and baggy pants. like a small shirt big pants kinda guy.

leo: my fav. leo's name is like león or leóna. but again, still goes by leo. shes got like a chin length cut, curly and shit. she wears her regular shit, dirty fucking clothes, but shes likes it when piper does her makeup (rly well bc piper's dad was hollywood shit). especially red lips and smoky eyes.

hazel: still hazel i think. honestly im so bad with names despite loving to come up with them. i would say hudson maybe? old fashioned and pretty. He's got the same hair, long and pretty, and he likes locks and likes having them with pretty hair rings with crystals on them (not sure if thats what you call them). he puts them up in big braids and ponytails.

frank: frances ig? i dont really like it but cant come up with something else. i think she still has a buzzcut, with her mom being military and all. she wears the same stuff and is still buff and fat and shes got broad shoulders and i love her sm.

reyna: honestly i think ryan would suck for him so like i found reina as a masc name, so... idc if yall dont like it. i do. so. he's got a shorter more military cut, like what that main percy fanart is? love him as well. they're honestly so similar.

clarisse: changed to clarice. with choppy oily and also dry hair at the same time. its like a bit past his shoulders but not very clearly because its so choppy. he always wears a bandanna too.

selena: adding her bc i love her. selenus maybe? going with greek inspired names but you all can give me ideas, so. i think he's got very nice hair, very smooth, very silky. cant decide if its long and he braids it like a pretentious bitch or he has it like a weird little anime boy. like the basic shiny shit, with bangs.

beckendorf: though his name is charlie. i think it would be charlotte obvs. she's got shoulder length braids because working in the forge is better when your hair is short. shes still buff again, still percy's bisexual awakening.

nico: don't know how i forgot him. niccolà. she has pretty short hair, only a little emo, i think she's got a strip of it dyed blonde that switches between bright neon colors and j blonde depending on the mood. will does it for her.

will: willa, or willow. so pretty. she always has it in a bun because she's a medic and you cant get hair in your face when youre doing a surgery. nicco def calls her willoughby. she also has bangs but pins it out of her face with bobby pins or shiny girly hair clips. sanrio hairclips. nicco uses them too. bc theyre girlfriends.

coach hedge: still coach hedge. but maybe hester bc i like it. same hair, basically j hedge but butch

chiron: legally cant sjow boobs but totally would bc centaut things. same name. long ponytail shes got greys and mr d fucking loves them. forced to put it in pigtails with the party ponies. french braids too.

last but least sally: sal. is still aspiring writer, still has a ponytail. he still is a heartthrob at his candy shop. not balding because hes a god jk but not rly. his hair is also greying both in a sexy way, like middleage dilf kinda thing.

i'll reblog with the gods and others i forgot.

@genderbenduniverse

[eldritch-spouse]

Nebul, Patches and Gallon getting their dicks worshiped, cause man they deserve it

And at the end they get hugs and kisses <3

[Like, all at the same time? N-Noice. Fem reader.]

(Minors dni)

" Are you certain this one does not require training? "

" Nebul, my friend- " Gallon chuckles, several slimy tentacles roaming around the naked human's body, enjoying the squish of your supple body. " I understand you are eager for disciplining, but I assure you this one practically begged for it! "

The wraith makes a soft huff, gripping your chin and forcing you to stare upon the burning inferno that makes up his face. Head? Eye? Whatever. While it was once a cool swirling magenta, almost soothing, it has now become a sweltering red pit. Perhaps to warn you about behaving, his presence has certainly become a lot more suffocating in this nick of time. Instead of cowering as your instinct urges you to, you lean into his cold touch.

" I too would do anything to escape Vinnel's treatment. " The misty monster comments, rising after surveying your attitude. " Not even a beginner's collar? She will likely not perish from a little discouraging shock, Gallon. "

" I'm telling you it's not necessary. " The slime rolls his eye, wiggling a tendril at your lips. Your instant reaction is to not only lick him but try to suck him into your mouth. Gallon hums excitedly. " See? "

A comfortable silence settles in the currently locked shop floor as the older monster begins combing through different collars regardless, inspecting each one carefully. Gallon coos over your placid form on the carpet, stroking your hair back and commending you for being such a crafty little human. Clever enough to escape Vinnel before the jester could lay a claw on you.

The elevator dings, out scrambles the pumpkin monster with several stacks of papers in his hands, startling everyone including you. What was his name again? Patches, right? You saw a glimpse of him when you were brought here.

" I came as soon as I could- " His flickering gaze lands on you finally, still mouthing at Gallon's stray tendril. His cheeks darken almost humorously. " What is this? "

" Took you long enough... " Nebul sighs.

" Patches! This is the human I said propositioned us three. " The slime grins, inviting him closer to take a better look at you. " Adorable little thing, isn't she? "

The dullahan balks, standing frozen at the entrance. " I- I don't have time for this! I thought you were joking! " The green monster fumbles with his words, starting to step backwards towards the elevator until an elastic yellow tendril wraps around his arm.

" Oh no no, you're not walking out of this one so fast. " Gallon chastises, dragging the magic caster further into the room.

You're briefly distracted by the sight of Nebul, who approaches you with a pink and black collar featuring a magnetic lock. It wraps around your neck on its own and you feel a very faint electric current against your skin. It will shock you, if the wraith decides it should. Your name appears engraved on the tag seemingly out of nowhere. The cloaked monster chuckles softly in delight, sharp claws caressing your chin.

" Truly Patches, does the human frighten you? " Nebul taunts with mock-curiosity.

" No! What- "

" Come on, you never get your dick wet anyway. " The bartender jabs, rising a spark of flames from the dullahan's sockets that has you a tad on edge.

" Watch your tongue and know your place- "

Gallon cackles. " Oh please, you're going to say no to this pretty little thing? " He frames your cheeks and makes you face the monster entirely. You're tugged into a crawl by the collar, stopping on your knees before the flushed scarecrow lookalike. You can tell he's bothered, an unsubtle growth pokes at his old fashioned garbs. " Do you want to show dear old Patches a good time, sweetheart? " The slime slurs.

Your nod is instant and lecherous as delicate hands edge his skirt upwards to grab at the hem of his pants. You flash the monster a needy look and kiss his length through his clothes. Patches appears to fume in place, hands ripping into the papers he holds. You can hear the bartender make a noise of awe behind you.

" Very good... " Nebul commends, having gotten closer to the unfolding scene. You can feel a shiver of pleasure race down your spine from the encouraging tone of his voice alone. " You're already erect Patches, at least let our pet fix her mess. "

Our pet...

" So are you. " The other spits. And sure enough, when you turn to look at the wraith, there is also a sizable protrusion beneath his robes.

" Do I look embarrassed about it? "

He's got a point, if the way the monster paws idly at himself is any indication. He's probably just teasing you.

" ... Please? " You tug harder at Patches' pants.

He seems to balk at the sound of your voice, looking anywhere but down at you as his surprisingly malleable carved smile twists into a wobbly grimace of shame. " F-Fine! But make it quick! "

" As if you'd last more than five minutes- "

" Now now Gallon, we are here to enjoy our little pet, not get in frivolous spats. " The wraith scolds, urging your head forward, a hand scratching your scalp gently.

The dullahan is still glaring at his smug coworker, though you put a stop to the tension by pulling his pants and underwear down, enough to expose him. Patches gasps, the stack of papers ripped out of his grasp by a stray tendril. The monster merely covers his face while you examine him. For someone so scrawny, he's nothing to sneeze at, you eye the vine-like curls looped over his member with longing curiosity, knowing they'd feel good inside you. You don't waste much time, wrapping both hands around him and kissing at his already leaking tip. The sound of clothes shifting is heard to your side, the two larger monsters commenting on the view.

" Told you this one was freaky. " Gallon heatedly comments.

You take the opportunity to slip Patches' cock in your mouth, humming. " H- Ah-! " His belly visibly shifts when his breathing picks up and he makes another needy noise, slowly attempting to insert more of himself in your throat. " F-Fuck... "

" One like her would sell for a lot. Not much training needed, her mind more than likely would not require tampering either. " The wraith scrutinizes your motions, noting the eagerness behind every lash of your tongue and the way you'll look up just to fluster the magic caster more. He already looks moments away from an unflattering climax.

Nebul grabs the back of your head with ease and pushes you down onto the dullahan's cock harder, forcing a choke out of you and making your cunt flutter from the forceful act. Though a tear slides down your cheek, you dutifully stay put and just focus on breathing around the moaning monster, nose flush to his pelvis. There comes another approving hum before you're yanked back, strings of drool coating not only the green one's length but dripping down your chin. Patches groans quietly in irritation.

" Share. " The wraith warns, nudging you towards the bartender.

Focusing, you can see the slime is also exposed, this dark orange tendril spotted with faint red tones wiggling in front of your face. It's slightly ridged near the base and features a smaller tendril near the root, for whatever reason. The thickness of it makes you worry. Gallon stares down at you with a mischievous, lurid expression, a tendril coming to force your mouth open. " Tongue out, cutie. " He urges.

Much to your surprise, said tendril is flexible enough to twine with your tongue. You're not too sure what to do aside from salivate endlessly as Gallon apparently uses it to rub against, briefly dipping in and out of your throat. You try to suck at him regardless of the strange motions, wanting him to fill your hole entirely. " Aw, cheeky thing- " He moans lowly. " You're so cute, I'd love to keep a little help like you around the bar. "

The suggestion has you groaning in glee. Whether he means to keep you under the counter warming his length or servicing some of his rowdier clients, both ideas are enough to bring more heat to your cheeks. As soon as the slime's sticky tip is flirting with the back of your throat, you're once more pulled away. This time to face the wraith. " Ugh, I was just getting into it- "

" Patience. "

Nebul's cock is surprisingly humanoid, all things considered. Freckles of dusty gray decorate it and it seems to ooze precum that's faintly colored. You don't get a chance to stare for too long before Nebul's shoving it as deep into your throat as he can. He's bigger and longer than Patches, you have no choice but to choke and cough around his throbbing member while he merely keeps himself sheathed inside you. The wraith is a lot less preoccupied with fucking your throat than he is merely forcing you to endure him, only ever withdrawing enough to let you take small breaths. He sighs softly, getting immense pleasure out of the mildly cruel treatment that rips crocodile tears out of you. All this time, your hands have been obediently fixed by your thighs, but the urge to touch yourself is growing with each passing second.

" He can't get off without training them. " Gallon huffs from somewhere around you.

The sound of what must be Patches fervently fucking his own hand incenses you. " I- I don't mind. "

" Atta boy, not so shy now, are you? "

Finally, Nebul makes a faint rumble before dragging himself out of your hot mouth, cleaning the drool off his cock by smearing it on your cheek. " Not bad... " He praises, casually tossing you back over to Patches.

You must look like a complete mess, face caked in fluids and hair ruffled, yet Patches is looking at you like there was never anything more attractive out there, a dark orange tongue you hadn't seen before wetting his carved smile. The other two monsters lean back to watch, Nebul offering a curt nod and waving his hand dismissively, as if to urge the dullahan on already.

" J-Just a little more, okay? " Patches whispers down at you in a surprisingly genuine display of consideration. He grabs your head by the cheeks and rubs circles there in a soothing motion that you eagerly lean into before being edged closer to his already sloppy dick.

And sure enough, you didn't need much time to bring the pent up monster to orgasm, just bobbing and humming around his stiff length was enough to make him start canting his hips and whining. Patches allows you to mostly go at your own pace and intensity, only ever bucking slightly into your motions. " Fff- Hahn- Faster please! " The way his socket lights fade erratically is a sign you assume means he's getting closer.

" I cannot believe he is begging the pet. " Nebul groans in distaste.

" Grimbly is more assertive than him, are you actually surprised? " The slime snickers.

Instead of listening to the two chatting monsters, you reassure the green one by grabbing his hips roughly and going to town on him, making it as sloppy and genuine as you can. The dullahan's thighs quake, he grabs onto your head to steady himself, curls forward and lets out an embarrassing croon of a noise before he starts impulsively fucking his cum down your throat. Panting in the wake of a satisfying orgasm, it's all too soon before he's pushed aside to wilt against the wall, stained with his own seed and your drool.

Gallon's on you like a snake. " What a mess, look at you! " He grins wider, scooping Patches' cum into a tentacle before slipping it into your mouth to clean. You're just as enthusiastic as you were at the very beginning, which thrills him to no end. You get to see the lecherous lighbulb forming atop Gallon's head until he pulls away.

" What is that look? " The wraith tilts his head.

" My friend, could I try something different with you? "

Now you're interested.

" ... Go ahead. "

All of a sudden, Gallon zips behind Nebul, his slimy body deforming and loosely wrapping itself around Nebul's cloak. His lower half specifically molds over Nebul's in several yellow tendrils, such so that he can wrap his tendril cock around the other monster's firm erection. The resulting image is one you never once expected to see, but it manages to arouse you somehow. Gallon squeezes around the wraith's cock and purrs his satisfaction.

" You think in interesting ways, slime... " Nebul concedes, scrutinizing their twined forms.

" I know, you're welcome. " Smug bastard.

Nebul finally casts a glance your way, Gallon's own head poking above his right shoulder in a vision that would probably irk most. " Well then pet, get moving. "

You'll admit you're slightly intimidated. There's no way you can fit all that in your mouth at once, and both of them appear to delight in your anxiety while you kneel before them, confused.

" Come now, we don't bite. " The wraith mocks.

Tentatively, you start placing kisses on Nebul's twitching length, mouthing at the orange tendril molded around it. You're not sure what you're doing, but the two look like they're enjoying the kitten licks you offer.

" Adorable... " The bartender coos, using his tendril to both stimulate himself and pump Nebul's cock as you bring the two's tips into your mouth.

" That's wild, do that with me next time. "

Your attention turns to the spent dullahan, only to see him much closer and composed, phone in hand as you assume he's recording the entire scene. You glance at the camera for a second before blushing harder and focusing on the two in front of you, aware you're so wet you're likely dripping.

" Next time... " Nebul chuckles quietly. " Would you enjoy that, pet? "

God, would you... Just getting used by these three whenever and wherever, their little human fucktoy, forever.

Nodding, you close your eyes and seal your lips around both Gallon and Nebul, taking them as far as your body will allow, getting moans of approval and head pats in reward.

Better put on a nice show so they consider keeping you around.

[finniestoncrane]

Do u have like a ranking of the characters starting from your fav

oh gosh like as in the rogues (i hope so because that's what i'm doing now)??? i like a very specific set of rogues (although it gets bigger every day lmao) but you asked for it so i will not PUNISH YOU in ways you never even thought possible by rambling on for quite some time 💚 so anyway feel free to suggest new rogues to me or try to change my mind because i listed rogues i don't care for and ones i wanna fall in love with too u-u

ok let's start off nice and easy by saying i don't like catwoman. i find her hard to read, she's cold, she's mean and i she would make me cry. i hate her. and i also hate ra's al ghul god damn.

ANYWAY ON TO THE GOOD STUFF

Number One: The Riddler

my beloved disgusting green man 💚 there hasn't been a riddler i've met yet who i wouldn't kiss on the head and then fuck hard and long like i am obsessed with every iteration of him. you want me to rank them, i can't, but please know that arkham and capullo are up at the top fighting each other (shirtless, covered in oil, maybe kissing too i dunno, maybe not just shirtless either maybe we're talking just hanging dong, bouncing around all over the place, rubbing against each other I GOT SO DISTRACTED HOLY SHIT LMAO)

Number Two: The Penguin

just something about a silly little guy with a silly little smile and a silly little tummy that does it for me. this is very specific to farrell and gotham penguins but honestly, i've just finished reading one bad day and i'd fuck him too 💜

Number Three: Scarecrow

i want him so bad you don't even know, like i want jonathan crane to read me a book, then fuckin fear toxin me and then i want scarebeast to rail me sorry but i'm also not sorry. he also just seems like such a nice man which don't even come at me

Number Four: Two Face

such a handsome, handsome, charming, well-dressed man battling his inner (outer) demons like??? what more could you really ask for??? get you a man who can do both, be super smart and cutie and also absolutely unhinged and hot

Number Five: Harley Quinn

i struggled ranking ivy and harley but ultimately she's so cute and bubbly and fun and i want her to squish my cheeks and let me touch her butt, like i don't like margot robbie something about her bugs me but i still loved birds of prey, that's the lure of harley ;-;

Number Six: Poison Ivy

yeah yeah ivy is hot everyone knows it, yes cool eco-terrorism sure thing, but ok so also while we're here, fat ivy. fat ivy fat ivy fat ivy. i would sell my fucking organs to fill my grabby little hands with her body >:(

Number Seven: Victor Zsasz

love you chihuahua man u-u mostly gotham zsasz because he radiates mischief, just a cheeky lil guy, visiting his bub and getting ice cream with his pals, and he's so funny???

Number Eight: Victor Freeze

freeze gets to be ranked on my list PURELY because he's a mad scientist, he's nice to his wife (romantic what????) and MOSTLY because of that one shot of nathan darrows in gotham with the low-rise fucking trousers like good LORD in heaven the stranglehold that has on my clit you wouldn't believe

honourable mentions of rogues i kinda fuck with but not enough to rate or rank yet:

black mask, but absolutely the fuck not ewan mcgregor

mad hatter, i want to love you

joker, i hate him but i want to fuck him sometimes it's complicated

bane

professor pyg

hugo strange

solomon grundy

rogues i want to fuck with in future:

clock king

music meister

huntress

the creeper

batmite (what the fuck is he i love him???)

jeremiah arkham

flamingo

cluemaster

calendarman

firefly

hush

rogues i know but don't give a fuck about:

killer croc

manbat

clayface

killer moth

king shark (except i wanted to fuck him in assualt on arkham)

[gayestnerdsinfiction]

Danse Macabre

everyone wish a happy happy birthday/halloween to @korereapers and give her a big thank u for inspiring me to write this fic!! 

read on ao3

Jonathan was known for being reserved, stoic, even rigid at times. He was not the kind of person people associated with a fun time, and as a result his name rarely made it onto event guest lists. Until he began seeing Edward he had very little reason to find himself at any social function, much less a party. But that didn’t mean the Scarecrow couldn’t appreciate a bit of debauchery every so often.

Edward often made a point of bringing Jonathan as his plus-one to the various outings he occupied his time with, and Oswald’s annual Halloween party was no different. Edward had approached Jonathan on the fifteenth of September—two weeks before Oswald’s invitations even made it into the mail—to discuss potential couple’s costumes. By October first Edward had all but locked himself away in his office, the sewing machine running tirelessly for hours at a time.

When Jonathan finally got to see the finished costumes, he had to admit he was impressed with his partner’s handiwork. They were two eighteenth century style suits, one in a brilliant emerald silk and the other in midnight blue velvet. The green suit was paired with a black waistcoat and cream colored cravat. The blue ensemble had gold detailing on the lapels with a waistcoat to match, and when Jonathan ran his fingers across the fabric even he could identify its quality.

“You couldn’t settle for storebought costumes?” Jonathan asked, never resisting a moment to criticize his lover’s extravagance.

“Store-bought vampire costumes are so passé,” Edward replied, as if everyone should know that. “If you really want to stand out, you need to apply a personal touch.”

“Mm,” he hummed, still fingering the blue velvet absently. “So I’m Lestat, then?”

“Yes. And I shall be your naïve, corruptible Louis.” With a flourish, he donned the shoulder length wig he had ordered to complete the look, dark strands falling sloppily over his own orange locks. “I have his eyes,” he said, batting his lashes to draw attention to the eyes in question, an even more brilliant green than the costume. “Though, your hair is probably better suited for Louis’ style. He’s the brunette, after all.”

“If you expect me to put on a blond wig, you are sorely mistaken.”

“I don’t expect any such thing, darling. I only expect you to humor me by dressing up as toxic gay vampires for one night.”

That was something Jonathan could provide. After all, he could do toxic gayness any day of the year.

Though he had put his foot down about the wig, Edward had been able to coax him into wearing a pair of plastic fangs in addition to the elaborate, if narratively inaccurate, costume. With his messy curls and cool brown skin, Jonathan wasn’t much of a match for the vampire Lestat. Edward, however, completely looked the part. His eyes were sharp, wig set perfectly on his scalp, false nails and fangs securely in place. The natural pallor of his skin was fitting for the role, and his freckles had been obscured by creamy, ivory foundation. He was stunning, of course, with all the allure and charm one would expect from a bloodsucking creature of the night. Jonathan felt like a cheap imitation standing beside him, an eyesore by contrast, even though he was wearing a custom velvet suit. He was no competition, that was for sure.

But they weren’t here to compete, he had to remind himself. After all, most of the Lounge’s occupants were too inebriated to notice the details of their costumes, and those that weren’t were too interested in achieving such a state to care. And, after he downed a few drinks himself, Jonathan decided he didn’t really care either.

He was just polishing off two fingers of Scotch when he felt Edward’s soft hand slip into his own, tugging slightly. “Dance with me,” he requested, his voice a little too loud. “I love this song.”

Jonathan had no idea what song it was; some pop garbage with a blaring drumbeat. But he got to his feet and allowed himself to be led into the throng of bodies undulating under the strobing lights. Jonathan liked to dance, and he liked it even more when he was drunk. Even though the music was less than interesting, he couldn’t help but feel his body settle into a comfortable rhythm. His hands found Edward’s waist, pulling the smaller man close against him. Edward responded in kind, pushing his hips back to grind his ass against Jonathan’s groin. One of his hands moved to tangle in Edward’s hair, giving it an experimental tug.

“Careful!” Edward yelped, straightening up almost instantly. “Don’t snatch my wig off in front of everyone.”

“Sorry,” he mumbled, not feeling especially apologetic. He swept the curtain of hair to the side and pressed his lips to the nape of Edward’s neck, allowing one of his fangs to dig lightly into his skin.

“Mm,” Edward hummed, turning to face his partner. “You’re not sorry.” He kissed Jonathan, plastic teeth knocking together awkwardly. Before Jonathan could lean in to kiss him again, Edward’s hand appeared in the space between them, pressing a finger to his lips. “One more dance and then we can leave,” he said sternly.

Jonathan sighed, knowing that one dance could easily become two, or three, or a conversation with a friend, or God knows what else. But Edward’s charm was difficult to resist, even when he didn’t look as good as he did right then. He was dazzling as Louis, but he would’ve made a fantastic Lestat. “Fine,” he acquiesced. “One more dance.”