Part 1 - Blog Posts

Rice in the fields,

Rice in the bed,

Im too cents less,

Im a mess

Silly lil title card redraw cuz I felt silly :)))

I feel like “Finn The Human” would fit as a sorta foreshadowing to what the episodes actually about, which is Finn turning back into a half human. (Stakes part 1: Marceline The Vampire Queen)

Kuroo Front ¼

Bokuto Front ¼

Jungkook Bon Voyage Front ¼

we're here for you Y/n

Y/n shock her head as she walked down the hall between Jack and Deuce watching Grim and Ace yell at each other about who knows what." Can you two just shut up?!" Deuce huffed "oh go cry me a river Deuce" Ace huffed back "He's just hangry." Grim chuckled Ace nodded then they both looked at Deuce "is the baby hangry?" Grim and Ace asked in baby voices "that's it I'ma kill them" Deuce said as he popped his knuckles and started to run at them making Grim and Ace scream and run away from him "GET BACK HERE!" Deuce growled "Y/N HELP!" Grim and Ace cried. Y/n laughed at the sight of this Jack just smirked and shook his head. "Let's go after them to make sure they don't get in trouble" y/n said looking up at Jack. The wolf nodded at his small friend "knowing them it's bound to happen either way" he replied as they followed after their friends.

Soon they found their friends Epel and Sebek who joined them with finding the three trouble makers.

After finding Grim, Ace and Deuce the seven friends made their way to the cafeteria. As the seven of them got to the cafeteria they got their food and sat down at the table and started eating and talking. Y/n smiled at her friends when suddenly something cold and wet was poured on her head making her gasp Grim yelped as the cold wet substance poured on him as well. Everyone looked at y/n to see she had milk running down her hair and face. Y/n turned to see a boy and his group of friends she didn't know standing behind her with a empty mild carton in his hand.

“Pffft, look at her, so defenseless, she shouldn’t even be at this school!” The boy said harshly while throwing the empty carton at her. "Hey!" Y/n's friends growled standing up only to be held in to place by magic. "Look she can't even fight so she needs her friends to fight for her!" Another boy cackled as the others laughed.  One boy suddenly grabbed y/n by her tie and yanked her to him

"Look how pathetic you look. You’re not even considered to be human in my eyes! To me, you’re just trash. Go find a trash can and make yourself at home! Night Raven College is a place for prestigious mages. Not for some worthless humans who can’t use magic and defend themselves!"  He said as he threw y/n to the ground to which she landed on her arm which hurt like heck, with in seconds she was covered in the students lunches. Soon everyone in the cafeteria was either looking at her, laughing at her or recording her. Y/ns e/c (eye color) eyes soon started to fill up with tears. She got up and ran out of the cafeteria as fast as she could with tears falling from her eyes. "Y/N!" Her friends called out but she paid no mind to them she just ran as fast and as far as she could.

When y/n finally stopped to catch her breath she saw she was right outside of Ramshackle Dorm her dorm. She carefully whipped her tears away and went inside she hung her uniform out to dry as she took a long slow bath. When she was finished her got into her comfy clothes and hid under her bed hugging her pillow as she started to cry her heart out. Y/n slowly cried herself to sleep underneath her bed.

•Sometime later•

When Y/n came too she was being pulled out from underneath her bed. She was blinded by the light but once her version came back she was faced with everyone she ever knew

I mean everyone! Her group of best friends, the dorm-leaders, and even the seniors it was almost everyone she knew and called her friends. They were all gathered in her room standing around her, "Y/n! we finally found you!" Ace smiled as he, Deuce, Epel, Jack, Sebek and Grim hugged her. Y/n was surprised, too sleepy mixed with shock to even register what had happened but she held them the best she could. (Y/n had just been dragged out from her sleeping spot she needs a minute to wake up) All seven of them held on to y/n like their life depended on it. "We couldn't find you anywhere and the first years who messed with you were nowhere to be found. So, we came looking for you and your dorm was the only place we haven’t checked" Riddle said as he huffed. "we gathered everyone we knew to help us find you" Jack said looking up from y/ns arms. "Herbivore your arm!" Leona said making everyone look at y/ns left arm which was a ugly blueish purple. Ace, Deuce, Epel, Jack, Sebek and Grim pulled away from her. Azul gently grabbed her arm only for her to yelp and yank her arm back only her to see her hand was limp. How did she not notice her broken wrist before now?! Y/n started to feel the pain in her wrist now. "We need to get you to the infirmary!" Azul said. With out any objection y/n was picked up by Flyod and was taken to the infirmary.

As y/n sat in the infirmary bed her all of her friends. Y/ns arm wrist was broken but her arm was badly bruised. "Y/n.. you do know what they said isn't true right?" Deuce asked looking at his sad friend. "that's where your wrong.." y/n started everyone looked at the small girl "what they said was true," y/n lifted her head to let everyone see her e/c tear filled eyes. “I am just a human, I don’t possess any magic powers and yet here I am in this school for magicians. Not only that, but I am also the dorm leader for this dorm and I have been made a prefect! Isn’t that unfair to everyone else?” Y/n said out loud, letting everyone hear her. "I understand why they would have these kinds of thoughts. I understand why they hate me! No matter where I go I'll never be perfect I'll always be told I'm worthless, stupid and many other things! I'm not special! No matter what I'll always be the problem!" Y/n said as she cried.

Everyone was shocked. They have never seen this side of y/n. Heck, they never thought She would be capable of producing these types of thoughts. In their eyes, Y/n were always so cheerful, kind, fun, loving and thoughtful. Heck even when things got out of hand, She would remain calm and solve the problem to the best she could. To think someone this pure and precious to them would have such depressing and degrading thoughts is beyond them. Grim was hurt the most The poor fire breathing furball practically lived with y/n for so long and he didn’t even have a single clue of this side of her was scaring him. Grims ears dropped as he sniffed "y-your wrong.." he whispered. Y/n looked down at the cat in her lap before he looked up her with tears in his eyes " YOUR WRONG! You’re not the problem! It’s them!" grim yelled making everyone jump. "You were picked for a reason! You believed in me when when no one else would! You took care of me!" Grim cried. Everyone slowly caught on and spoke up “You assisted us with our dark sides, only you child of man could do that.” Malleus said, representing every dorm leader. “You had us working together during the Inter-High Magift Tournament.” Ruggie added as he smiled "you helped us become friends" Ace, Deuce, Epel, Jack, Sebek said as they gently hugged me again. Y/n smiled and looked at all her friends.

Soon when y/n got out of the infirmary everything started going back to normal

Mondays~ Riddle invited her to have tea with him and the others, Trey always asked for her help in the kitchen and she had a fun time with him while making sweets and desserts for everyone. Cater would whisk her away to either a selfie-session in the dorm’s gardens or a photoshoot in any new place that the he had found to be photogenic. Ace and Deuce would invite her to play croquet with them from time to time,

Tuesdays~ Leona would take y/n to his favorite sleeping spots to get her away from all the ruckus, Ruggie and y/n would prank everyone just for laughs, Jack would wake y/n up early in the morning to go jogging. Normally y/n would be on his back as he ran but sometimes she would run with him.

Wednesday's ~ Y/n would hang out with Azul in the VIP room. Help the twins out in the Mostro Lounge if they needed the extra hand. Jade would entrust you with drinks while he and Floyd went to prepare food. When Mostro Lounge closed its doors for the day, y/n would enjoy some tea with the three underwater mermen, or have pillow fights. Floyd and y/n pranks are a thing.

Thursday's~ Kalim would always have a big smile on his face when y/n comes to dine or party with him and Jamil. Kalim chases Jamil with a fake bug just to get him to run off holding y/n while screaming cuss words

Friday~ there is no way out y/n gets make overs every Friday night with the Pomefiore dorm. Normally when Vil isn't paying attention Epel would whisk y/n away to his room and teach her to on how to carve apples.

Rook takes everyone out for fancy ice cream.

Saturdays~ mini-gaming sessions at Ignihyde!

Idia vs y/n is like watching two siblings fight about who's going to win. Ortho sees y/n as his big sister who helps him and spoils him and his brother.

Sunday morning~ little walks with Diasomnia dorms. Malleus would sometimes accompany y/n on her walks. Lilia would make some tea for everyone. breaking up arguments between Silver and Sebek only to be trapped in hugs.

Sunday nights~ y/n and grim watch the stars.

Once y/n started getting better and back to their normal self everyone was happy.

Y/n is precious to them, she brings peace to them, she brought them together as a whole.

Everyone loved the shorty. What happened to the group of bully's well the boys finally found them after looking around. Everything they did to y/n was given back to them seven times harder then they were expelled.

(art came from Pinterest)

✮Feathers at My Window.ᐟ

Summary: Hawks and Pro Hero Y/N have been secretly dating for a few months, their bond deepening beyond friendship. Trusting her completely, he shared his real name—but when she struggles to remember it, he takes it upon himself to ensure she never forgets again.

W.C: 1.2k

Disclaimers: Suggestive content, Mild sexual themes, Strong Language, Secret relationship, Sensory Details; Part 2 contains NSFW content 

Inspo from another Hawks writer @nakidoriii, thank you!❤︎

Like, comments, and feedback are appreciated!

You were lying in your bed, the room a comforting environment that always seemed to ease you at your best and worst times. The smell of your lavender-scented diffuser lingered in the air as you took a deep relaxing inhale through your nostrils. The bright moon filters through your blinds in the early hours of 1:47 AM.

Your arms were crossed under your head as you lay on your stomach. You really should sleep, you need to sleep. You have work in the morning, papers to check over and sign, missions to accept, and meetings to go to. But you couldn't, and you wouldn’t. For you and a very infamous avian hero had a very important meeting to attend to yall selves.

Right on cue, a feather-light rhythmic of knocks came to the glass of my balcony doors. My eyes snapped toward the source, excitement stirring in my chest. Without hesitation, I flipped the duvet aside, bare feet padding across the floor as I made my way toward the balcony.

Before my hand came near the curtains of the doors, my eyes once over myself as they caught sight of the body mirror in the corner of my room. 

My hair was styled in two messy twists that draped over my chest. A tank top clung to my skin like a second layer, the fabric stretched thin enough for my nipples to peek through, hardened from the cool air. Cotton shorts, soft and barely covering much, hugged my hips, riding up just enough to leave my ass teasingly exposed.

You and Hawks have been caught up in a secret relationship for what feels like ages—maybe four to six months—though you’ve lost track of time in the thrill of your hidden moments together. It all started when he first spotted you at a lively Hero Gala. The moment his bright golden eyes met yours, something sparked between you two, pulling him in. It wasn’t just your stunning looks that drew him; it was the way you carried yourself with such ease, the sweet sound of your laughter that filled the room, and so much more. From that very first conversation, everything changed, revealing a connection that felt meant to be.

Another light tap tapped against the glass, pulling you from your deep thoughts. You quickly raised your hand, drawing the curtains aside as they slid along the pole that held them up.

A blissful smile painted your facial features in an instant as you met those familiar golden eyes that seemed to glow in the darkness of the night. 

Hawks, your secret love; Hawks.

He was dressed in his hero uniform, his gloved hands pressed against the transparent barrier as he smiled brightly at you. He tilted his cute little head, mimicking a gesture for you to open the door. I hurriedly unlocked the doors and slid them open. Suddenly, he came crashing into you, nearly knocking both of you over.

“Hawks! Baby,” I exclaimed, as he started pampering your face with the gentlest of kisses. Wrapping my arms around his neck I quickly caught myself toppling over. “Stop it, dummy.” I declared but with no real force behind it. He chuckled as his arms, embraced around your waist, hugged tighter. He buried his head in the crook of your neck as he blissfully sighed. The warmth of it sent a chill down my spine.

“Gosh, I missed you.” You could feel a grin creep up his face after he said those words. My smile softened, pulling back so I could gaze into his eyes. “And you know I missed you too, right?” My thumb caressed his cheekbone as I held his face.

“Yeah,” He chuckled, his nose brushing mine “...I’m aware.” he continued, “But do you know one of the things I miss the most?” Hawks raised a thick brow, his smirk never faltering. I smile back as the nose brushing swiftly transitions to our foreheads resting against each other. “What?”

He tilted his head. “When you called me ‘Keigo’.”

My eyes opened from their closed state, drawing back from the embrace as I stared back at him. His chest rumbled as a series of chuckles left him. “Seriously, dove, either you don’t give to shits about my real name or you have a very bad memory.”

 I scoffed as I lightly shoved him, “Well, I swear it’s not the first reason.” I snickered, playfully rolling my eyes, “And it’s not my fault to call you by what everyone else does.” I bit back, “You only just told me your real name a month ago.” I slowly made my way over to my bed, sitting on a leg and the other lazily swung over the edge.

Hawks huffed out of amusement, evoking back on the time he shared his real name to her. Hawks soon shredded his jacket, and immediately I can feel my cheeks burning with an up rising lust. It was almost impossible how amazing -No, that’s an understatement- Incredibly amazing the way his abs looked in the moonlight. And that still was an understatement in my books! The moonlight was complimenting him in the best possible way. It enhanced them, making them look more lickable than any lighting could.

Hawks -who, of course, seen her reaction and what her eyes were focused on- languidly tossed his hero jacket on the back of her desk chair. “My eyes are up here, baby girl.” 

“I know where my eyes are.” I sharply stated.

 Leaning back on my hands as I glance into his golden eyes. “I’m just… taking in some things.” I smile, tilting my head as it rests on my shoulder. “Yeah, you're really soaking it all in, huh?”  He chuckled, making his way over to you on the bed. “Of course, how else do you expect me to react to my handsome boyfriend’s major bod?” I giggled as I said it in a funny tone.

Hawks laughed along, settling down beside me on the mattress. “This seat taken?” he quired as he got comfortable beside me.

I scouted closer, him wrapping his arm around my shoulders. “You know any seats open for you, birdy.” Smiling as I laid my head on his shoulder, soon after Hawks did the same as his was resting on top of mine. We stayed like that for a good minute as we just appreciate each other’s company.

Hawks’s voice soon broke the comfortable silence. “Are you ever gonna actually remember my name?” He asked, feeling the light weight of his head disappear as he turned to me.

My brows furrowed, “ I already call you ‘Hawks’, dummy.” I tilted my head to the side almost innocently.

Hawk blinked.

A smirk creeping up on his face. Tilting his head in an exaggerated mocking way, he pressed further. 

“I mean my real name-”

 “Keigo?”

I made an ‘O’ shape with my lips as I soon understood, the realization coming to me. “Oh! Oh, well. Yeah obviously, I just need to get used to it.” I encouraged, gently elbowing him in his bicep.

Hawks on, the other hand, grinned lopsidedly. Leaning in closer as his gaze stayed on me. His calloused yet soft hands came to intertwine with mine. The warmth of his breath against my ear was deliciously tantalizing.

His lips brushed your lobe as he murmured:

 “Maybe I should engrave it in that pretty little mind of yours…”

 A teasing nibble at your ear.

 “So you’ll never forget it."

A/n: If you enjoyed this then that will encourage me to write a part 2!

Some of these dividers were borrowed from @anitalenia!

Warning: lots of Yapping

Part 1/??

edit: this was originally from march 9th before i editted it in -checks watch- APRIL SIXTEENTH. uuh soooo yeah :>>

no literally i spent like 20 minutes tryna figure out how to make a post and then I went onto a guide that said "First click the pencil icon:D" and I'm looking like- *"Where the fucks the pencil icon??"* Cause I'm used to doing this on the laptop and then I look down and I see the bright blue button that says 'Create' with a pencil icon..

What the fu-

ANYWAYS sooo I got more drawings I wish to share, My Hero Academia drawings that is. MUAHAHAHAHAHA- ok anyways

Ths is for my Cacophony Cacophony series! Which is comprised of five rebellious Teenagers in a rock band. Which comprises of Juro Mizushima, Shikanai Ekusenshi, Ranma Jiyu, Reza Usagi, and Tsuyoshi Tsunemi.

Usually play these characters in c.ai rps (because I have no life) and even then I use mainly Ranma, Shikanai and Juro. soo I've gotten so much more lore on em. Considering they're all parentless. Reza and Tsuyoshi are the only normal kids here (for now >:>)

I WILL tell you. These og drawings I don't NECESSARILY like since they were kinda my first depictions of them but rn I'm too lazy to get off my bed to find their better photos so these'll have to do.

FOR NOW!! I'm going to do two characters since there's alot of Yapping and talking, so we'll be focusing on Ranma and Shikanai this post!!

(plot twist, I finally but off my ass and took their pictures, I'll let you know you which ones are Ogs and redraws.)

FIRST DRAWING (Og) !! One of my favorite guys, Ranma Jiyu!

(redraw of Ranma, I like this one better, my art style kinda changed)

TW: few mentions of childhood abuse, but it's not in detail. and mention of a overdose but only for his mom

Ranma's a certified 'punk', and kind of like an 'evil' version of Hizashi?? He was definitely based off of Hizashi at some point, especially with his quirk, [HARMONIC], which allows him to 'manipulate sound waves to create sonic blasts' and also Hypnotize people. It's a combination of both his parents quirks and also pretty much The same as Hizashi's, but instead of his Quirk always being on, he has to CONCENTRATE to scream. Not concentrate to NOT scream, y'know?

and a lil backstory- his dad was a small time villain (Quirk; SIREN SCREAM) who had Ranma with his partner (Quirk; SIREN) for the purpose of creating another villain to mentor and take on the quote on quote "Family business" (when there wasn't really a family to begin with). Like this man was teaching his six-year-old son how to hijack cars and steal from grocery stores on a daily basis.

At the same time he wasn't really a good dad since he was abusive and neglectful of Ranma. Same with the mom too, she was SSOO neglectful! and he still loved them even as a small child who didn't realize that his parents weren't really good.

Ranma was also taught to hate heros since they 'Made his dad's "job" Harder'?? He was basically groomed into becoming a villain like his dad.

His DAD in question got arrested while Ranma was around 6-7, which fueled the kids hatred for Heroes. He was then put into foster home after foster home but he kept running away and like- hating everyone. How did Dad got arrested is kinda a crazy story.

BACKSTORY: so what happens is that Ranma is you, right? I wanna say 7 or 6, and His Dad basically leaves to go steal cars and resell them, and his Mom watches over him. she tells young Ranma that she's gonna take a nap and to not wake her up, but the thing is that she took a whole bunch of pills (either sleeping or illegal substance) and literally overdoses in her sleep. Little Ranma doesn't understand what happened so he tries waking her up before deciding to call the police (even though he was taught that the Police were 'bad people'). the Police came at the same time as Ranmas Dad and they arrest him before taking Ranma to the Fostering agency because he doesn't have any parents anymore. I totally didn't make this story up in a bot in C.ai, whaaaaaaat, that's crazy! anyways-

He ALSO had another au version where he embraces his father's villain's side and becomes a little villain himself named 'Soundweaver' who's just like.. this teenage delinquent who constantly gets caught by the police and is on a first name basis with like 30 different officers.

Like it'll literally be like-

Rookie officer: *holding a struggling Ranma* I caught this kid smashing mailboxes with his guitar!

Veteran Officer: oh, that's just Ranma

Rookie Officer: what?

Veteran Officer: hello Ranma.

Ranma: *sighs* hello officer Tanaka..

The Kid's kinda famous. Even in his non-villain arc he's still pretty famous around the police stations, just not as much since he plays guitar and sings in the band 'Cacophony Cacophony'. Little fun facts; he speaks English and likes English rock bands, and has a lip and eyebrows piercing which was done by his Bio parents. He's also Cupiosexual, Gender fluid and Bisexual! He's very open about his identity and sexulality and even dyed his hair to match the colourd of the Genderfluid flag! he's also very expressive with his clothing, and likes crossdressing.

In some rps he wears Hearing aids, but I don't know if that's canonical

He was also originally named Kyoka (mainly because I used ai to come up with names at the time and I didn't realize that it was a girl's name) because his parents were expecting a girl, so when the kid was born a boy they decided to just keep the name instead of coming up with another name. Also Kyoka Jiro?? I didn't know her name was KYOKA????

Alright that's enough Ranma,

onto my next favorite boi! Shikanai Ekusenshi! (Og)

this is Shikanai , and uh.. *this is a really bad photo of him.* Reza too, she's got better photos I swear-

(Redraw 2 from 1)

(Redraw 1, the first redraw)

So Shikanai has kinda changed over the months, but basically he's a kid who has extremely bad social issues, DID, and just a heck ton of problems.

His Quirk is called [BATTERY]! He can take the energy out of both humans (life force) and electronics (Electricity) and either store it or transfer it to either himself or other people/electronics. His Quirk was originally called Life force Absorption and he could only take the energy from humans, but I edited his quirk a bit. Basically how his quirk works is that Energy (for him) in all things is a 100% digit battery. Meanwhile he, Shikanai, has TWO 100% batteries. (His second battery is basically a extra storage unit).

He can take a certain percentage of someone/somethings battery and add it to his own battery IF he has the room. For example, say he has 50% battery in himself and he takes 100% battery from something else. That first battery (which is HIS personal battery) fills up to 100% and his second battery gets the excess. This does mean he has a limit of how much he can absorb, but as long as he has the room, he can take it.

*(Thing is that Electric Battery and Life force are completely different things, and he can only use Life force on himself and others (who are alive). So he can use Electrical stuff on other electronics, but they can be stored the same battery unit)*

another thing he can do is USE the energy in his batteries for himself. So, for example, if he himself has 40% battery and his storage battery has 10%, he can use that energy to fill up his first battery and gain more Energy. Fun fact! He can also use this to kill people by taking away 100% of their energy! (Which he may ot may not have done before, but it's not like he'd TELL.) but if his personal battery goes below 10% then he gets super sick (like throwing up and fever type of sick). and if it gets to zero he either dies, goes into a comatose state, or literally starts acting like he stayed up 5 days in a row (like a zombie basically). I wanna say I like Zombie Shikanai better but I ain't too sure which'll be canon

Also, another thing, Shikanai has DID! (Dissociative Identity Disorder; a mental health condition that involves the presence of two or more distinct identities, or "alters". -Wikipedia),

NOTE; (I Do not have DID so i am not a expert at it. I do have 1+ friends who have it though so I have a good understanding of it. I also did a whole bunch of research while making Shikanai's alters/experiences. Please don't like.... Kill me, or something-)

ShIkanai has 7 Alters, Hikiagenshi, Jousuke, Yūkoku, Mukō/Hinata (technically counts as two but nobody really knows), Yachiyo, Dempei and Ren. Each of his alters has their own distinct personality AND Quirk, which leads to my usually pondering question of what DID Alters would look like in the MHA world. Like- would hey have their own quirks? Would they have similar quirks or have like something completely opposite? I know it's one of those "It's not that deep bro" questions but its something I lile thinking about. Soooo i guess Shikanai could be sort of my own take on it??

ANYWAYS. Shikanai is like- such a traumatized, anxious mess. Like this guy has depression, GAD (generalized anxiety disorder), Insomina, ARFID (Avoidant/restrictive food intake disorder) and on top fo that DID-, Like one at a time, jeez! (Im joking, but he has alot of problems). not to mention he has stuttering problems

So Shikanai, as you can probally guess, has no parents. where are they? not here! They might've abandoned him when he first got his quirk at like.. 3?? 4? I dunno, But i DO know that he doesn't have any. he currently live in either a group home or Foster home (Ain't too sure yet) and Plays guitar in the band.

(I'll probably do a post with Shikanai's alters. I got actual designs for them and personalities!)

And Lil fun fact, He had a Canonical death! like if he WAS to die, then he has a canon way he dies. actually all of Cacophony Cacophony does, except for Ranma who survives (lone survivor frfr). It's kinda depressing to think about, but It's more like an interesting "what if AU"

Alright thats enoughh Yapping, mainly because I legit forget if I wanted to show any more information... uuuhh anywhoo- So that's 2 out of 5ish of Cacophony Cacophony! I'll show up with more of my guys in the future but for now, enjoy!

ahh so much writing.

I decided to do this little Oc thing I found on pinterest so here is Number 1. Child version

📂📂📂📂idc what u write about i just want some elippo angst !! cause i love being in pain!

The first time Elia and Filippo break up, it’s about ten months into their.. whatever. The whatever is because Filippo absolutely refuses to label what they have as a relationship or a friendship or even a hookup-manship. Elia exists solely as his… well as Elia. And he’s content with the whatever it is, as it stands. No rules, no exclusivity, nothing to add weight to the idea of permanence, of ownership. He’s perfectly content to ride out their intense connection for as long as they can as is.

Elia thought he was fine with that for a long time. He was delighted that he could have Filippo whenever he wanted, but also felt no pressure to refrain from experimenting, to see and flirt and kiss pretty girls and pretty boys whenever he wanted. It also didn’t hurt that often he and Filippo were in it together, pointing out pretty young things for the other to seduce. A sort of modern romantic game.

But then the weeks and months pass, and Elia is now spending more time in Filippo’s bed than his own. His phone is now full of silly pictures of Filippo and texts to Filippo and texts about Filippo and well-

Elia is tired of this nebulous thing. 

It’s easy to him. He wants Filippo and he hasn’t wanted anyone else for a long time. (To be quite honest, he doesn’t think that he’s ever really wanted anyone else since meeting him.)

So he begins to broach the topic of a real, real relationship. First as a joke when they’re both drunk off their asses and climbing each other on the bed (”just think, this could be yours and only yours… what do you say?”) The next time is over a random text conversation (”I was thinking we could do like a couples vacation with Martinico?”) 

Finally, Elia brings out the big guns. He dresses nicely and cooks a good dinner with all of Filippo’s favorite things (things he knows because believe it or not, he knows almost everything about Filippo and he knows Filippo knows all of this about him too). He opens wine and lets is breathe and greets a wary Filippo with a kiss when he walks through the door.

It takes almost every ounce of courage in Elia to do it. To air all of his wants and dreams and hopes for them as a couple on the table. To look intimidating, strong Filippo in the eye and know that he might be costing himself the greatest relationship he’s ever had. But he does it because he knows that they could be so much more than they are. The same, but stronger. Better. 

So he lays it all out. 

And Filippo remains silent. Wine glass clenched in his hands, coffee-brown eyes averted. When he finally does speak, his voice is hoarse and simple, “I can’t… I can’t do this. We work just how we are. Don’t complicate things. Please, Elia. Just leave it alone.”

Elia thinks he can hear his heart actually break. He wonders if Filippo can hear it too. 

But the thing is, he loves Filippo more than he ever thought he could love anyone, but he also knows that he can’t do this anymore. He can’t bask in this relationship, immerse himself in this love, if Filippo already had one foot out the door.

So Elia sniffs, and gently gets up from the table and walks out the door. 

Part 1 of a short little comic (:

I’ll try and get the rest of it out soon :>

On Mary: a note

note on describing mary's voice from the perspective of an in-universe character (who wouldn't know what a 'google translate' voice is)

“[a] child with a stiff voice ... [like] her vocal cords can no longer fluctuate.”

the implications? many, and all with great potential for fics.

So I went to my first Con last Saturday, here's the pics of my spoils! (No pics from actual con yet, I broke my phone and am still trying get all my old photos back ;^;)

FeiXiao poster! (Honkai Star Rail) (By @yu._.art on insta)

Chuuya Poster (BSD), Arlecchino Poster (Genshin), and Mavuika pin (Genshin)! (All by @maxlingorange on Instagram)

Shocked Cat plush that I have (not so) lovingly named Dazai

ENBEE

Lil Dice Snake (D20 is removable!) (Also say hi to Tripp or he will cry)

Cool amethyst (My birthstone/favorite stone)

Choco Strawberry Eevee! (alchemyartgroup.com)

The rewards from a Hoyo themed scavenger hunt! (Cards are Brim Hatter & Kumquatt Tea, both on insta) (The artists involved are @akibirds , @natsumiclub, @yu._.art, @kumquatt_tea, & @brim_hatter, all on insta)

(PART 1!!!! CHECK REPLIES/PROFILE FOR THE REST)

Hell to Pay (Part 1)

In which you call upon a demonic being who seems happy to do your bidding in exchange for a little companionship…

General Tags: +18 (Minors DNI), EXTREMELY DUBIOUS CONSENT, DARK CONTENT, Hawks x Reader, Takami Keigo x Reader, Female Reader, Fallen Angel!Hawks, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Mild to Moderate Angst, Mentions of Heavy Drinking, Reader Has Poor Self Esteem, Reader is a People Pleaser, Reader has an Ex-Boyfriend (but he’s kinda shitty), Hawks is a lil mean    

Part 1 Tags: Mentions of Death, Mild Blood, Implications of Emotional Manipulation 

Part 2 Tags: Sex as Payment, Oral Sex, Rough Sex, Biting

Part II 

Also available on my AO3!

AN: uuh so that halloween fic….it’s ok if its 24 days late right???? 😂

PLEASE READ BEFORE DIVING INTO THE FIC!!

Many elements in this fic are taken from Dante’s Inferno and Paradise Lost, so please just bear that in mind before delving in!

There is also VERY DUBIOUS CONSENT – reader does agree in the end, but it’s not without some hesitation, so please do not read this if that makes you uncomfortable! In addition to the above tags, if descriptions of emotional manipulation, self-deprecation, sickness and severe headaches make you uncomfortable, then this fic will not be fun for you!    

I left the reader’s intentions for the summoning ambiguous because I thought that would be easier/more inclusive if that makes sense???

HUGE THANK YOU to @keilemlucent for beta reading! 💕💕💕  

Hell to Pay (Part 1)

Thirteen candles, three tubs of salt, ten tubes of paint and a clumsy hand wound.

What has your life come to? You’re probably not even doing this right. There must be some more in-depth method to a summoning, because this all seems too textbook.

Thirteen candles; twelve placed in a circle at each point of a clock so the demon can find the way out of Hell, and the thirteenth in your hand so the demon can find you.

A ring of salt around the twelve candles to keep it trapped. Hopefully a breeze doesn’t disrupt the circle mid-ritual…

Ten tubes of red paint to draw the pentagram, each symbol and image copied straight from the book you’d ordered.

And a hand wound to get the blood needed to entice the demon to come out. You would smack yourself across the face if it didn’t hurt so much. Because the concept of summoning a demon is so incredibly ridiculous – and the fact that you’re sitting before a scene that looks like it’s come straight from some cheaply made horror flick – that you want to scream.

But it’s worth a shot, isn’t it? You’ve had a pretty bad week. Even if this doesn’t work, it’s nice to fantasise about summoning the worst Hell has to offer and setting them loose as a collective fuck you to the world.

Keep reading

I was going to render this but that would have taken forever soooooo….. I’ll do it some day just not today. Enjoy some Tim and Jason brotherly bonding over bad addictions.

YOUNG KUVIRA (The Edge p.1)

DCxDP idea: Yeti Orders

Danny Fenton gets sent to Gotham by a worried FrostBite who thinks he's overworking himself. Danny will do no hero work for an entire year on his Yeti doctor's order to let his core heal from overuse.

He was even shipped through a portal to a similar universe with almost exact ectoplasm levels so that his usual foes would not bother him. The plan was to hide as a human in Gotham, letting his poor core get the much-needed rest.

Frostbite's contacts—whoever they were—managed to set up Danny's fake identity, complete with a home to call his own.

It was a somewhat run-down place, but it was isolated from the rest of the city due to some gas leak a few years back. It was safe to move into, but no one wanted to face the memories of the tragedy. Danny lives alone in the far corner of the city and loves it.

Danny is also told to try to avoid any high-stress-inducing work, so with that in mind, he finds himself applying for a job at the public library. He's a just age out of the system orphan who moved to the big city to try and make a new life for himself.

Every day, he skips onto the city bus, which stops just outside his street; he rides towards the center of Gotham, picks up a latte and some new pastry at the cafe near his work, and spends days filing away books. He gossips with his co-worker Barbara about his nonexistent love life and starts to feel normal for the first time since he was fourteen.

Danny giggles with Barbs about the most eligible bachelor under forty list two months into his medical retreat. He is swooning over Bruce Wayne- though Babs makes a face - when the door to the library is kicked open.

The two librarians gasp as a group of men wearing question marks march in a group of tightened people at gunpoint. Danny doesn't have time to react before two barrels point at him, and a man yells for them to join the group.

He is forced to kneel alongside random citizens unlucky enough to have been caught on the street. Babs is knocked off her chair to the ground. The man laughs as she tries to drag herself closer to the group, which causes Danny's core to flaar in rage.

Two hours go by, with everyone on their knees, surrounded by guards. They are hostages, but what for, Danny doesn't know. All that he can pray for is for everyone to stay calm until help comes.

Sadly, that doesn't seem to be the case when a baby wakes in his mother's arms and won't stop crying. The guards quickly lose patience with the panicking woman until they drag her away from the group and rip her child from her arms.

Danny can't stay by and watch anyone, not with the gun being pointed at a little one.

He ignores the ache his core thumps with as he prepares to change into Phantom and save everyone. Yes, Frostbite will be angry, which may set back all the healing he's done, but Danny doesn't think he has a choice.

"I'm going-"

A crash from overhead interrupts his battle cry as a figure drops down on the main guard. Danny watches, amazed, dumbfounded, as the person does some quick flips, kicks, and punches, dancing out of the way of bullets and taking down the kidnappers one right after the other.

They didn't even use powers. Just some form of martial arts. It was amazing.

Soon, the figure stands, surrounded by bodies, and really, this should be on a poster; it's such an excellent shot. The person, now that he's not a blur bouncing around the room kicking ass, looks like a man with a with a metal staff. He has a red and black costume, with a long black cape on his shoulders.

He walks over to the woman, handing her back the baby that he managed to save mid-punch. She clunches to her child, sobbing so hard she shakes and the man carefully offers her some comfort.

Danny might just be in love.

"Is everyone alright?" a new voice asks suddenly, right in the middle of the circle of hostages, causing Danny to release a scream. Seeing as everyone stops to turn to him, he is not proud of the fact. Danny glances at the newcomer who spoke, feeling his face heat up.

This one is mostly in blue, but his outfit is obviously made from the same material as the bo-staff man. He has an amused smile on his lips, which should be illegal.

"Don't mind, Danny," Babs says as someone helps her back into her chair. "He's not from Gotham. This is his first Bat encounter."

Everyone nods like that makes sense, no longer staring at him like he lost his mind. More and more Bats eventually show up, having defeated the Riddler- apparently a man who regularly kidnaps people to make riddles out of?- and everything gets sorted.

The Bats stay long enough for the police to show up and haul the goons to jail. Witness statements are taken. The medics treat anyone injured, and in all the chaos, the Bats vanish.

Babs closes the library early, sending Danny home with a relieved smile and the next two days off. At that time, he finds out everything he can about the Bats, and he is amazed that a whole clan of them is running around saving Gotham.

Danny quickly realizes that he doesn't need to be Phantom here. The city already has heroes keeping her safe.

Instead, he becomes the Bat Clan's number-one fan. Buying a laptop just to join fan forums, watch old footage of the Clans, and join the BatBurger loyalty program.

By the time the Libary reopens, Danny caved into the urge to write fanfiction. He uses Phantom as his username, figuring no one would ever know. He may enjoy his yeti orders a little more now.

Meanwhile, Babs is showing Tim the fanfiction about Red Robin falling in love with a civilian. She laughs at how much Tim gets into it because Danny really does have a talent for the written word.

"Has he written anything else?" Tim asks once he catches up with the latest chapter.

"He just posted a new story about Batman falling in love with Bruce Wayne," Babs says, watching the numbers on his views rise. "It's only five chapters so far, but apparently, the world-building is amazing."

"Phantom wrote that the Bats were a ghosts of some kind." Dick yells from where he is also reading the Red Robin fanfiction, "Frankly, I'm flattered by how hot he made Nightwing sound."

"You sure he's not a threat?" Tim asks, clicking open the new fic with barely concealed glee.

"No. Danny has a weak heart. Per his doctor's orders, he can't be in any stressful situation. He's just a sweet kid who became our fan after the save from Riddler." Babs says, "I highly doubt we'll see him near the cape scene."

DCxDP fanfic Idea: Lights and Camera

"There he is," Tim whispered, looking out from behind the library bookshelves. Besides him, Bart, Kon, and Cassie lean over him, stacking each head on top of each other so they can adequately see who Tim is pointing out.

Across the libary, Babs shales her head with a sigh but doesn't call them out. For one, it would be unnecessary loud and another....well, she enjoys having blackmail on her vigilante coworkers and the Young Jutice team climbing on top of each other to stare at a random civilian was the good kind. She turns back to her list of books to stamp and scan back into the system.

Tim had mentioned seeing someone he wanted to recruit for his and his teammates' fake online clothes store. It was the cover the teens had come up with, for an explanation on how they all had such different backgrounds but had still become friends.

The other bats thought it was a mere cover, but Babs knew how seriously Tim took his fake store. It was mostly due to Tim's team making very realistic cosplay outfits that are commissioned to their site. Since they catered to such a nitch community Tim wanted each job to be perfect. (Also he's a nerd like that)

Or maybe it had everything to do with Tim's not-so-secret adoration of photography.

Bart made the clothes, Cassie and Conner modeled and Tim took all the photos. It helped that the speedster was used to making clothes in the post-apocalyptic future, but no one could deny his master of the needle. Cassie and Conner were both rather good looking, and they seemed perfectly fine with showing off this fact.

The thing is, their store is starting to gain traction. If it weren't for the fact, Bart could move as fast as he could, Just Us fashion would be behind orders for months.

Tim was worried someone would catch on and figured they should attempt to hire a co-tailor. They attempted to reach out to fellow heros but no one their age was interested and they seemed rather put off by the idea of asking a adult.

Everyone was still tense from the last time Young Justice asked the Justice League for help.

Tim then decided to attempt to find a civilian who would help them with smaller pieces. Or maybe someone he could throw in front of a camera and pretend Conner or Cassie had taken a step back from modeling to help out with the orders.

His team allowed him to search for someone since they had no idea where to start. Tim scouted through all of Gotham, and ended up landing on Danny Fenton.

Babs had looked into Fenton's background as a favor to Tim and to satisfy her own curiosity. There wasn't much to the boy. Born and raised in a small town in Illinois, Fenton dropped out of high school to get his GED around his junior year. The notes on his file by his English teacher, principal, and school counselor indicated he was bullied out of school.

He passed the exam on the first try and, within a year, moved four states away to join Gotham School of Arts with a major in fashion. His parents were certified geniuses with a family company working in security and "ecto-entities." His sister was going to Gotham University for a physiology major.

The Fentons are a comfortable upper middle class family with no criminal history; the only blemish on their record is Jack Fenton's speeding tickets.

Fenton lived in the better parts of the city, paying his way through college and his own expenses by working as a remote tech support for various companies. It seemed he had inherited a knack for computers from his parents.

Barbara wasn't sure what about Fenton stuck out to Tim. The boy barely participated in public events when it came to his fashion. He only turned in assignments, and unless Tim made a habit of walking through the school of arts, he would have never seen his work.

"Wait, is he wearing-?" Conner whispered, squinting at Fenton, who was tapping away on his laptop. "He is! That's Flame-Flame battle pants!"

"No way." Bart gasps, standing on his toes to lean closer. "They look so good! Where did he get them?"

"He made them," Tim says with a certain lift to his voice that Babs recognizes easily. Aw, her little computer partner has a crush. "He makes all kind of fandom merch that can be worn out in public."

"Tim, we got get him on the team. Look at that Flame-Flames sweatshirt! I need it" Cassie hisses, rocking in place. She nearly causes Conner- who was leaning on her- to tumble over. "Go talk to him."

"I can't"

At that, Babs glances up. She's never heard Tim be nervous to speak to anyone before. Yet that's what she finds as the Young Justice team disappear aroudn the coner surrounding a red face Tim.

"What do you mean you can't? Why not?" Conner asks

"Look, I already tried to recruit him but messed up my pitch." As he admits, Tim kicks his feet, not bothering to look anyone in the eye. When he locked eyes with me, I choked on my spit midsentence."

Cassie slaps a hand over her mouth, but she is not fast enough to hide the snicker that slips through. The glare she gets from the only regular human could have sent her to her uncle Hades. "I'm sorry, you choked on your spit? Mr. CEO of WE? Mr. Suave? Mr. New Lover, every other Tuesday?"

"Shut up you don't get it! He was dressed in a really cool outfit of the Ninjas of Konoha, okay!? I wasn't prepared."

Barbara glances at Fenton as the team attempts to tease Tim. Rather loudly. It's like they forget they are in a really old building, so the acoustics pick up their voices really easily.

Based on his blushing face and hunched-over form, Fenton can obviously hear them. He keeps sending short glances to the shelf the other teens hide in. Fenton glances at his computer screen before rapidly fixing up his hair and straightening his clothes.

He fixes his scattered papers just as Tim rounds the corner of the bookshelves, looking rather nervous as he scoots to Fenton's desk. Babs watches the remaining young juice team whisper and shout encouragement as Tim stands next to Fenton.

Fenton's face, if possible, go even redder, and much to Babs' shock, he even starts to twirl the end of his ponytail around his figure as Tim starts talking.

This is cute. She thinks, aiming her camera phone at the pair. Taking three different shots, each displaying Tim's fumbling mess and Fenton's obvious interest, she quickly sends it to the bats with an evil smirk. And sort of pathetic.

She gets answers instantly, almost everyone teasing Tim or making "They grow up so fast" comments. The messages make a warm feeling of the family burn in her chest, reminding her of all that they argue about; the Bats truly care for one another.

It's Bruce's thoughts that shatters the chat with a simple text.

Why is Tim flirting with the Ghost King?

Babrbara stares at the words for a long moment before she types

Babs: What do you mean? Who's the Ghost King?

Bruce: That's the Ghost King or his human form. He rules the ghosts and our flip dimension. The Justice League Dark has him marked as a level 15 threat.

Damian: I beg your finest pardon? There are only five other beings on that threat level.

Bruce: Exactly. Tim knows not to speak to him.

Steph: Ugh Bruce none of ous knew that.

Bruce: He was in the yearly safety warning PowerPoint. You all said you reviewed it.

Jason: That thing is nine hours long! Of course, not all of us would actually look through it.

Bruce: I worked very hard on it. :'(

Duke: Guys? Shouldn't we worry about Tim? I mean is the Ghost King going to hurt him

Bruce: No, he's known to be very benevolent. Just as long as you don't accidently insult him.

"I'm not a whore!" The voice cuts through the air like a bullet. Barbara glances up just in time to see Tim backing up with a panicked expression as Fenton sneers.

He quickly gathers his things with a flick of his wrist, having all left in a bright green glow, and pushes by the shuttering vigilante. He stomps his way out of the library with an inhuman growl.

Tim throws his face into his hands with a wail of dispair. "I should have never listen to Dick's flirting advice!"

Barbara slaps a head over her forehead before texting the rest. So Tim may have called the King a whore.

Bruce: This is why I ask you to read my safety PowerPoint.

Part 1

@angelsbeautifuluniverse

Chapter one - An opportunity

A continuation of my previous Bryce graduation post.

(uploading here before ao3 (@Arloooh), I suggest not looking at my other bryce graduation post if you don't want to be spoilt!!)

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You see, it all happened almost ten years ago to the day. It was like any normal summers day in school, bright uniforms and freah air, until unique monique and her stupid boyfriend exchanged vows (a fart machine) and became official. Boyfriend and girlfriend. And boy was it a sight to see, no longer was Bryce the main act, but these two losers who hugged like they were happy. /happy/. Something Bryce hasn't felt in years, not since she ripped her own heart out for Bobby only for the boy to empty his lunch all over it. She stormed away that day, stabbing Bobby's dad and stomping on what was left of her now broken heart, in two with glitter spilling out like some stupid analogy she'll get later in life. 

But that was then, and now is now. And today's graduation day. 

God has she had waited years for this. Having her heart ripped out only to have a shittier one put back in by "Dr" Paul from down the street, the /mortician/. But looking across the crowd that was once her playing game, pawns to put into place, she can't help the inkling of pride she feels knowing she won't be just like her mom. That she isn't just anothet high school dropout who swindels cash for a living. She's a top grade student who may have finessed a thing or two to get here, but she's finally here and that's all that matters. Not caring for the people that are around her. Sure, Cindy's a nice girl, pretty hair and straight teeth, but she's just a freind. She's no Bobby. 

Fuck. Bobby. 

It's been almost ten years, and even without her own heart to feel, she still can't get over what she did. What she's done. To the boy who, for a short ammount of time, she truly loved. But she's not sure she can call it that anymore, not sure she deserves to yearn for him after doing something like that. No matter the sleepless nights she's had week after week, or the notebooks full of apologies and dreams she could have lived out with him. With bobby. With... her Bobby.

-

Putting on a practiced smile, she shakes her head and follows the crooked line of soon to be previous classmates. Not bothering to look out for dear ol ma'. She's probably off swindeling princaple Higgans for cash anyways, she can’t keep her eyes off a cash cow when she sees an opportunity like that appear dressed in tight suits. 

There's filtered out chatter and banter around her as she walks in line, the speakers going off shutting down her day dream real quick. "Five minutes till showtime everyone! I hope you've got your disposables ready! And no /flash/, thank you." God. As if that entitled old dustbag has even seen a camera, you can't turn off the flash, prick. Not even that fancy camera mom stole could turn off that damn flash. Whatever, I'm almost up anyways.

Just a couple more people and here I am, shit, that really is alot of people. 

Looking over the crowd of graduates and parents alike, Bryce smiles. Truly smiles. Shes proud of what shes done, dredging her way through school after falling off her high horse all those years ago, but still remaning the powerful women she is now. Scanning the crowd, she looks for her mom, for the sliver of hope that she'll find her looking up and smiling back at her, smiling back with pride. But as she looks across the vast crowd, she spots a fermilliar smile by the bleachers and oh my god- 

Who knew seeing him would cause this rickety old heart to finally fail, ten years did me good huh..

my c!mcyt head cannons cause yeah

Shout out to the people who actually read this, thank you I’m new to this whole tumblr fandom thing so if my head cannons upset you I apologize.  I will be going against lore or what streams have confirmed as lore because I am too sexy for rules.  These aren’t in any kind of order also.

I will also be changing some parts of Minecraft itself for parts of the head cannons because I am god at the moment.

TWs: swearing, death was said like once or twice, worried about mum and dads relationship given that it’s a bird and his fridge wife who’s secretly the goddess of death, and Karlnapity ✨angst✨

- Eret is a flamingo hybrid.  That’s all I have to say for this one.

- Technoblade is a Piglin Brute, he fancy, he strong, he’s like 8″ in cannon, and he scares the shit out of me.  He is the brute.  However, he doesn’t like to admit it for a strange reason, he finds the system in which Piglin’s elect their brutes similar to a government system and idk he just doesn’t like being a brute.

- Wilbur and Tommy are Philza’s only kids.  I’m sorry but I can’t get behind the Wilbur and Techno twin thing, a death bird and a the goddess of death disguised as a fridge having two human children I can let slide.  A Piglin Brute however? Nah, it’s supposed to be a weird ass family but there is only so much I can take.  Instead Techno is more like the son Philza never had despite having two sons, Techno seeing Phil as a fatherly figure but not his actual father and vice versa.

- Tommy once got so pissed off at Revivbur that he just like, took his old guitar and threatened to beat him with it.

- ✨Angst✨ I see many people depicting Quackity wearing a necklace with Karl and Sapnap’s rings on it and I am down for a jewelry wearing Quackity don’t get me wrong, but I need to make angst.  Quackity had the necklace and wore it for a very very long time, but when he realized that Karl and Sapnap weren’t coming back he stopped wearing.  It’s tucked away in a box under his bed for when he’s finally ready to let go.

- Philza is a mega simp for Mumza which is why he built the forest.  Mumza had asked her husband to make her someplace she could stay so that the two of them could finally be together again, she wanted to be apart of her family’s lives even if being the goddess of death made it difficult.  So Philza being Philza he made her the forest, after she settled in she was sure to enchant it just to have the extra feel of “home”.

- Callahan kinda fine.

- This was a debate a while ago if Foolish wore a Greek toga thing or if he had “little totem shorts” (if you don’t read that in a snooty voice leave).  Because of the whole Demi-god thing I’d say he wears a toga, however, that doesn’t mean he can’t be comfortable.  When he’s in his more “human friendly form” (small foolish) he wears the little totem shorts and one of those Hawaiian dad shirts. (Fun fact, I own one of those.)

- Karl knows that these are his friends in the Tales of the SMP, he just forgets before can make some kind of reminder.

- Dream picks/bites his nails, I say while I pick at my own nails.  For real tho I just think it’s something he’d do.

- Sam is still a creeper, but instead of having the weird centaur thing he just has and extra pair of arms.  The arms save him from some of the hard work that comes with redstone.

- Punz is too busy counting his bounty money to care what is going on in the SMP, and yes I know he’s part of the eggpire however….solo Punz hits different, it’s the girl boss for me.

- Glatt, enemy to Schlatt, tried to do that thing where you bury a bunch of coins with you so you can get a better afterlife but it didn’t work.  Now he’s just stuck with all these golden coins in his pockets constantly clinking against one another.

- Niki knows how to sew and has made fun patches for Tommy when L’manberg was still a thing.

- Eret’s aesthetic is that one rich wine aunt with a pink color palette that visits you every 2nd Christmas just to shower you with gifts and make your parents insecure.  Also would only show up to Thanksgivings if something important happen (ex: someone dying or a new edition to spoil).

The Beginning

Kaaru huffed as she put her uncleaned gun part down.

“Kid, it was a long time ago.” She said to the dirty little alley boy she saved from a shifty man.

“Pwease Miss Mcada. I wanna know.” He pleads and she sighs. 

“Ya really wanna know?” She asks, an eyebrow quirked. 

He nods excitedly, sitting on the floor of the hotel room. She nods slowly, starting the story.

~story time~

It was a chilly day in Autumn, roughly two years after Overwatch was recalled and a year since they were made legal once more. Many of the people involved now had opportunities to have lives outside of work but many didn't; though the opportunities were there and available, many of the men and women involved never really needed any of those things. Some even found all the company and life they wanted and needed within their coworkers. Take, for example, Soldier 76 and his undead husband Gabriel Reyes, formerly known as Reaper before Talon was shut down and the agents were reformed. But even their love was expected. People even made bets on it, it was so expected. Including Gabriel’s son, Jesse Mccree, who was adopted at the ripe old age of 13 from an abusive foster home by the newly weds. He always knew they would end up back together. 

But there were many more bets made. The most expensive of which made by the Shimada brothers. They mainly were competing with each other to see how far the other would go for their side of the bets. The elder of the two, Hanzo, won. Sheerly because his boyfriend told him which side to bet on. 

Now, I know what you’re thinking. Hanzo. Dating? Impossible as it sounds, he made it work. His boyfriend just had to endure 3 break ups, 4 self harm attempts, Hanzo betting his engagement ring against his brother, and 37 drunken nights sobbing his heart out. He only was able to due to his impeccable patience and a whole lotta fuckin whiskey. But nevertheless, Hanzo was grateful. His boyfriend even more so when they finally got their asses in gear and got married. And it only took them 9 tries! After they got Hanzo’s engagement ring back was when the real fun began.

Some late October, early September they were finishing the planning up when a young agent joined the ranks. Her hair hidden in a hoodie and her only companion was a little white dog. She called herself Agent K-M-S-M and her dog was Toby. She was a damage healer; first of the kind. She was odd though, barely letting herself get close to anyone. Especially Hanzo and Mccree, the two unpredicted love birds. She hid herself, not talking to anyone. She was extremely young and solitary. But when she let herself go a little, she was a complete and utter nerd. 

It was late December before anyone knew her real name. She had let it slip when she was speaking of her family she left in a town nearby. Hanzo thought it fishy she had a Japanese name meaning Fire. She was getting too close to them and she was weakening. It showed too. Only her father knew what it was like to go soft. But she didn’t speak of him often. Mccree was the hardest working however to get to know and understand her. It wasn’t until the week of Mccree and Hanzo’s wedding that he had a breakthrough. 

They had been on a mission in Oasis, Iraq and while K-M-S-M was healing Mercy, she was shot, her gun being thrown from her while she clutched her broken left arm. She was helpless and Mccree, the softhearted idiot he was, ran to protect the two healers. Hanzo was too tied up in melee combat to notice until the cowboy used his Deadeye to wipe out the rest of the people. It confused his opponent enough to kill them thoroughly. But even he wasn’t sure why Mccree used it so quickly.

Once they all grouped up, the first to ask K-M-S-M if she was alright was Mccree. She had hunched herself over in a corner away from them, trying to reset her arm when he offered to help her up. 

“Come on kid. Lemme help ya up.” He smiled at her. 

“Bug off Mccree. I can get up myself.” She said, in very obvious pain.

“Kid. You’re hurt. Let us help ya.” Mccree tries to reason.

“I said I don’t want your help!” She pulls away from him.

“Just let me help you kid!” He says, shouting.

She whipped around so fast her hood dropped, revealing long locks of hair that was black fading into an alive galaxy that moved with her hair. And her glare put Hanzo’s father’s to shame. She was standing and glaring each one of them down. 

“I’m 16. I can make it on my own.” She grits her teeth.

“Who ever said you had to?” Jesse asks and her eyes widen.

~reality~

“What happened next?” The boy asks Kaaru. 

She smiles and chuckles.

“It’s late kid. Ask again tomorrow and I might remember some more.” She says before putting him to bed in her bed and going to sleep in the chair for the night.

He cuddles up and goes to sleep quickly, eager for the day ahead. 

Which one is in danger?

Part 1

DCxDP Snippet/Drabbles

(Danny is in college with Jazz in Gotham.)

Danny had a lot to do in his day.

Wake up, shower, get dressed, have Breakfast with Jazz, Go to Morning classes, get lunch, go to afternoon classes, go home, have dinner with Jazz and sleep.

Simple right?

It would have been a pretty normal day.

Excepting Being kidnapped wasn't on the list.

Danny would have escaped easily, using intangibility to phase out his restraint and to the floor and just fly home.

He would have done that if it weren't for the idiot #1 mistaken him for someone else.

"I can't believe it's easy to kidnap the famous Tim Drake-Wayne." Idiot #1 crackled as if it was his greatest achievement.

"Now, let's just get Wayne a picture of his precious son and get the money." Idiot #2 says, having that disgusting smirk.

Danny being an idiot, spoke up. "Hate to break it to you, fella s but I'm not-- Gah!"

Danny was punched on the stomach, he choked as he breathed in, not that he needs to but it was a reflex.

"Shut up." They sneered and Danny had an urge to punch the guy. Then he thought about what if this Tim guy would have been in his position, it flared his protective instincts. He might not know the guy but thinking about it just made him mad.

"Alright kid," Suddenly a phone was in front of him when Danny lifted his head up to see. Since when did they make a phone call? "Say hello to Daddy."

Daddy?

Right. Tim Drake-Wayne is Bruce Wayne's Son.

"...Tim?" A deep voice came from the phone. It sounded unsure, Danny thinks this man knows it wasn't really his son who was kidnapped. "Tim, Are you okay?" But still played along with it. Probably for Danny's safety. He does sound worried.

Danny didn't answer only to breathe in and out. "Hi." Danny says, choking it out for special effect.

"Don't worry, chum. I'm getting you out of there." Danny thinks he'll believe him. And he felt like those words were actually directed at him.

"No.." Danny whispered. He felt bad, but at least he'll give him some relief? "Uhm...Dad? I'll be fine." Danny says, thinking of what else to say. "Please give me your permission."

"...To what?"

"To hurt." Them

The Idiots snickered as if it was funny. Danny thanks the universe for making them allow him to last the call this long.

"....Alright."

Danny felt his lips crept up, he could feel his own powers flaring as he looked up at the Idiots who kidnapped him. he could see the tint of green in the area.

"Good."

(To tell you the truth, I just saw the word Kidnapped and Eldritch in different sentences and it made this idea of a fic)

Parts: Part 2

The Fenton’s Ark was not something I knew I needed. I also did not need this sad trauma-

DC xDP Fanfi idea: The End and Beginning

It starts off simple. The Fentons move to a new universe once the AntiEcto-Acts are accepted worldwide. It was a problem when the USA enacted the laws, but convincing the rest of the world to follow suit left a bitter taste in their mouths.

It also made them feel highly useless.

Their youngest was a half-ghost, and after meeting the clone and alternative counterpart of said son, the Fentons family now were half of what the Acts claimed had no soul.

They could fight against the country and escape into the dead of night, but there was nowhere to hide when the whole planet hunted them. Unless you had a portal that could send you far away from the government dogs.

This was good because said dogs had managed to build their own portal. Nothing with Fenton Works tech, but it didn't seem to matter. They had a way into the Infinite Realms and planned on sending bombs through to vanquish the ghosts once and for all.

Clockwork had warned the planet's governing units, appearing in their skies and speaking every language.

"If you do this, then your world will end. Your world is a flip of ours. Without one or the other, everything will be destroyed."

His warning only further fueled their hate, and mods flooded the streets chanting for the bombs to be set off. It was like the whole world had lost their minds.

The Fentons cowered in their homes, trying desperately to get people to listen, but their words fell on deaf ears. Clockwork's reputation puts him in a challenging position. His natural dedication needed to remain neutral in any situation, but his soft spot for Danny made it hard to allow time to run its course.

In the end, he appeared before the Fentons with a message. "You must leave this world in one week. Everything will come to an end."

His warning had the group moving. They reached out to all their friends and extended family. Begging them to flee with them. Only Sam and Tucker arrived at their house on the last day, eyes puffy red, bags packed, and a daunting lack of their parents.

Clockwork sent them a ship. It looked like a glowing cruise ship, with wooden planks creaking and groaning as they climbed aboard. They were to pick a room and take shelter, understanding that once they sealed the door, they could not reopen it until they arrived.

The ship would travel at alarming speeds, protected from their timeline with Clockwork's power, but it would take everything the ghost had to keep them safe.

The final moment came, with the seven people pilling together in the largest room- The VIP balcony cabin. Sam, Tucker, and Danny held each other while sitting in front of the glass windows overlooking the fleeing ghosts- their world was also ending.

Maddie, Jack, Jazz, and Dani were in a pile on the bed, eyes shut tight and hugging each other with all their might. Tears rolled down their faces, but no one called it out. They were all mourning.

Dan stood to the side, arms crossed over his chest and leaning on the door. Despite not saying it out loud, they knew he wanted to guard it in case a ghost figured out the cruise was an escape pod. If a desperate enough ghost attempted to break through the door, their deal with Clockwork would be voided, and Dan would never allow it.

The moment came without warning. Multiple portals ripped open among the green skies. Through them, the Fentons could see cheering humans, treating the bombings like a giant festival. Fireworks, waving banners, music that thumped with glee- it made them all sick.

The first three bombs were set off. The Realms' reaction was just as instant, collapsing into itself as the humans' joys reached new levels of glee- until the holes warped into black holes, swallowing up the portal and the area around it.

One right after the other. Large glowing lights, then swirling darkness yanking everything into a quick, meaningless nothing. The humans were no longer cheering- now they were screaming. They were cowering.

But there was nowhere left to run.

Clockwork appeared in front of the trio, smiling sadly at them as multiple cracks appeared on his being. He mouths a sentence, placing one broken hand on the glass, and then pushes the ship away. At a speed that is more light than movement, the Fentons and their guests rush away, watching with horrified eyes as Clockwork breaks apart completely.

He vanishes into dust that gets absorbed into a black hole. Dan and Danny's noise is gutted, ripped from somewhere deep in their cores.

The cruise crumbles around the pressure of the push. Wooden pieces are shaken off the ship, shattering from the effort to keep itself together, and fall into the void as they watch, unsure of Clockwork's power, which would be enough to withstand the breaking of a timeline. Soon, only their room remains; even that, it starts to show glowing green cracks on the wall.

Dan glares at them, never hating something as much as the sight of them, while his family and kid brother's friends start to sob. Suddenly, everything comes to a stop.

Or rather, a large being made entirely of light, taking the shape of a human man, catches their cabin. They all stumble, thrown from their positions as the glowing white human shape brings them to its large face. It's like looking into a marble statute with no distinctive face, only the barest of outlines that could count as a face.

"You bear Clockwork's mark, but he is not with you," The being says, blinking its large eye into the window. The swirling red of its pupils baths the humans and ghosts as they stare back open jaws. "How curious"

"Who are you!?" Dan demands, stepping away from the door. "How did you survive the destruction of the timeline?!"

The being eye's dim. "Clockwork is dead then. I told him I would welcome him into my realms, but he chose to send his kin instead. What a sentimental fool."

Dan's human features melt away, and his ghost forms burst from an explosion of flames. "Who are you!?"

"Your kind calls me Speed Force." It replies after a movement, sounding slightly amused, "And I grant you sanctuary as a favor to an old lover. Live well."

With a snap of its fingers, the group vanishes into a bright light, appearing in the middle of a blue sky. Gentle clouds float around, spread out like a mist. It a daunting change from the darkness and the screams.

The group gawks at the sight before gravity reaches up to grasp the broken remains of the cruise ship within its claws. It rips from them the sky, sending them into a downward spiral.

Dan's flames are smothered out as he desperately reaches for it "I can't go, ghost!"

"Me either," Dani screams, clinging hard to Maddie.

"Speed Froce took our powers." Danny realizes, clutching Sam and Tucker closer. "Everyone brace for impact!"

They hit the ground hard and flung around like rag dolls as the last of Clockwork's powers desperately tried to shield them. The glowing green cracks quickly spread until they resemble spider webs.

They hit the ground with a loud bang, sliding through a few layers of dirt. The group is flung against the wall, Dan grunting in pain when Sam slams against him from the force.

Ultimately, the wood can't hold itself together, and it shatters just as it crumbles to a stop. They all land with pain and cries against the hard ground, in a pile of limbs and confusion.

"Oh my," A woman says, standing on her porch overlooking the Fentons. Beside her is a wide-eyed man, one steaming mug in his hold. "Pa, I think I need to put more coffee. We have guests."

Above the couple is a wooden sign with faded but beloved letters. It reads Kent Farm.

DCxDP Fanfic Idea: Petal to the Metal.

It's starts off simple enough.

Tucker realizes that, with the map from the Far Frozen, there was a chance they could find an earth similar to their own within the Infinite Realms. The only difference? It would be a few years ahead of their timeline.

If they happen to pop over there and gather "helpful" tips, like "What were the lottery winning numbers in 2008?" or "What companies were the best to invest in the early 2000s?" then who would be the wiser? It's not like they were stealing anything.

They just put one foot in front of the others at the starting line. Some may say cheating (Sam) but Tucker prefered to be prepared. It didn't take too long for Danny to agree.

A way to guarantee wealth? Sucess? Heck, they may even be able to "discover" cures for deadly illnesses. It would be rather selfish of them not to use the map for the greater good.

Sam chose to stay behind, stating she was already rich and didn't need to cheat into more gold. Tucker personally thought she didn't understand the common folk like the two boys.

The plan was simple. They had already located the suitable earth; they would go in, spend a weekend sightseeing (and gathering info), and then return home. As far as their parents knew, they were going to a concert in another state, having bought fake tickets and hotel rooms to sell them. It took a lot of begging on both sixteen year olds part but eventually neither parent had denied them the trp and off they went.

Danny had even attacked a miniature portal ray to their beat-up car, having taken inspiration from the time Jonny 13 had modified his bike back in the day. He had blown it up after helping the biker win back Kitty, but he hadn't forgotten about it.

They hoped that a car like their own wouldn't stand out too badly in 2020, praying that people would just assume them to bepoor. How different could cars be in such a short time anyway?

The bags were packed, the car was filled, Danny had set the miniature portal, and the two drove out of the city limits to fire it up. It required a lot of speed, since Tucker's plain toyota wasn't a space ship design to travel the death diminsion.

Danny had offered to drive, seeing as Tucker hated being behind the wheel on long road trips, and once his parents could see them- Mr. Foley didn't like his son lending his car to his friends. One never knows what could happen with teenagers- he had switch seat with Danny.

Danny, who has Fenton blood, had him put the petals to the metal and had no problems raising their speed to the one hundred needed for the miniature portal to work. The plan was perfect.

The plan fell apart when the portal opened in front of a clown about to put on a show for a large crowd. They ran him over with their car.

"Omg! You hit a clown!" Tucker screams watching the body roll off the windsheild.

Danny's grip on the stirring wheel was knuckle white but his eyes were narrowed in satisfication. "Good"

"No not good! This isn't Freakshow! That was a random clown doing a show and we killed him!" Tucker screams as Danny puts the car in reverse and runs him over again.

"Danny!"

Outside the vechile people were screaming, lots of them pointing and one clear voice ran above the rest.

"They killed Joker!"

Danny reached down and flickered on his favoritedriving song as various people started to climb on the stage. Poeple dressed in strange clothing.

Was that a Bat?

"Hold on Tuck!" is his own warning before Tokyo Drift started blaring through the speakers as he slammed his foot on the petal again. They blew through some barrels of green liquid and drifted off the stage onto the road with Danny sining at the top of his lungs.

Tucker could barely hear himself scream as people jumped out fo the way unprepare for a Driving Fenton like Amity Park was.

Maybe Sam was right. This was a terrible idea.

DCxDP Fanfic Idea: Catnip for Heros

Danny Fenton gains a particular reputation in Amity Park for being a "Catnip for Heros."

It started in Freshman year. Phantom was seen coming and going from his house at odd times. It wasn't a very well-kept secret- neighbors would see the glowing teenager in broad daylight.

The ghost hunters who owned the house were the only people unaware of the ghost flying out of the third window on the second floor—Danny's bedroom. At first, they thought it was a one-time thing.

Maybe the ghost wanted to have a little bit of fun now that he was stationed back in the human world? Fenton was rather good-looking when he cleaned up and could be charming when he wasn't dodging his responsibilities.

The A-listers started a rumor that Danny Fenton was relatively easy if all it took was Phantom saving him once. Still, the rumor never gained traction since Fenton seemed flustered at the most minor compliments. Instead, he seemed to jump out of his skin whenever anyone hinted of being interested in him- romantically or friends with benefits.

Never mind when his nighttime rendezvous with Phantom was brought up. Boy looked mortified to have it even suggested, as in burst into tears right then and there.

Even the A-listers weren't that mean. (Some think it was more due to their respect for Phantom than anything.)

Then Fenton was spotted flying on the hoverboard of Red Huntress, clinging to her like a damsel in distress. It would have been a simple rescue that the hero was known for doing, except she often carried him about without a ghost.

It became customary to hear her board humming through the air, Fenton either holding tight to her suffering stance or being carried in her strong arms. As usual, Red Huntress's face was completely covered, but her body language was open and friendly, curved toward Fenton as if he were the sun to her flower.

Red Huntress slowly but surely became more visible in public sight. Unlike Phantom, she normal vanished as soon as a fight was done. People speculated that she was human, but no one could prove it.

Once Dash Baxter was able to film Fenton literally kicking his feet and giggling as Red Huntress hovered in the air, one arm under his knees and the other on his back in a classic princess carry. She had bought him a street hot dog, and Fenton was acting like it was an engagement ring.

The video spread like wildfire through Casper High, and soon, people whispered that Fenton and Phantom had ended. Then two days later, a new video of Phantom flying out of Fenton's room at two in the morning was passed along by two jocks that had been out doing an extreme workout run through the city.

Students of Casper High wondered if Fenton was daring enough to two-time the town heroes. Wes put a stop to the accusations when he flagged down Huntress and asked her about Fenton's relationship with Phantom.

Of course, Wes meant that Fenton and Phantom were the same person (he was crazy like that), but everyone knew it was more about possible cheating. She shattered the thought with, "Phantom and I share Fenton," and flew away, leaving everyone with their jaws dropping.

However, what got Fenton his nickname was the day the Justice League arrived to ask Phantom for help against an invading paranormal force. It was a whole, saving the world; you're our last hope scenario.

People in Amity watched the battle updates from various news outlets. It seemed a bit touch and go for a while, but thankfully, Phantom and Batman could pull through and push back the undead. The streets of the small town flooded with cheering citizens who were overjoyed their town hero did it.

Red Huntress even flew over the city throwing "Phantom #1" foam fingers. It was cute how excited she was for her boyfriend. Fenton was notably absent during that time, but she said it was fine, so people let it go.

It put Amity Park on the map. Suddenly, everyone wanted to know about Phantom and his exploits. News crews, reporters, and even celebrity gossip rags were scouting the tiny town, looking for anything on Phantom besides "He's really old. Really powerful. Dead."

One Jimmy Olsen managed to get the most giant scoop of Earth's newest and hottest hero. It was of Phantom, leaning awfully close to a flustered-looking Fenton. One tilt of his head and their two lips would have been brushing.

Olsen took the shot, forgetting about his flash, and watched Phantom fade out of sight. Fenton looked horrified and raced away before Olsen could ask him questions.

Undeterred, Olsen spent a whole day searching for Fenton and nearly gave up until he happened to find the teenager in the local park, sitting on Red Robins's lap as the hero played with his hair. Shocked, Olsen snapped the photo, watching the two for a while, getting more and more footage. They fed each other ice cream at one point and raced back to the hotel to show Lois.

She excitably jumped on the idea of a plain civilian boy with heroes, especially after some digging showed his connection to Phantom and Red Huntress.

They decided they needed proof before pitching the idea back home, and Fenton was caught in similar positions with Orphan, Superboy (the clone on Red Robin's team), Inpulse, Blue Beatle (the younger new one), and Supergirl. All in a month.

"He's really going through them, huh?" Olsen muttered while the story was posted. The header read, "Danny Fenton: Teenage heartthrob that is Catnip for Heros!"

It's an overnight hit sensation.

Miles away, hiding his face in his hands, is Danny Fenton, surrounded by all the young heroes laughing so hard a few nearly break a rib.

"My Obsession is Protection and Love. It's not my fault I need cuddles from those I care about to function!" The teen cries after reading the somewhat scandalous article and pictures of himself.

"We know Danny," Tim assures him, tucking the boy under his chin. "Getting high off of love is a medical condition."

"Wait, does he actually get high?" Kara asks. "I thought he was just getting giggly 'cause he's cute like that."

"Nope. The emotion humans- and Kryptonians, I guess- release when love- any form of it- causes Danny to get high. Blown pupils. Seeing streaks of lights. Laughing silly. The whole sha-bang." Kon laughs, reaching out to pat Danny's shoulder. The teenager half-buried his face more in his hands with a muffled cry. "He once got so high after Bruce told him how proud he was of him that he created a duplicate and had a staring contest with it to see who had the right to the last bag of chips."

Jaime holds up the tablet, pointing to a photo. "It's the one that started this whole catnip thing. Also, how honored I am to be included in the harem? My popularity had never been higher."

"Stop!" Danny cries. This isn't funny. How am I supposed to protect my secret identity when the whole world thinks I'm "Making my way through all the young heroes?"

"You could marry me," Bart offers. "No one will expect you to run off with a speedster ironically."

"You have to go through Bruce first," Tim tells him; though there is a smile on his face, his eyes are ice cold. "And the rest of my family. Danny is destined to be a Wayne."

"Bruce can't adopt me; I have parents."

"I meant marry in love."

"Tim, now is not the time to state a claim." Kara sighs and then narrows her eyes. "Danny is going to marry into the El family."

"Not if we Allens have anything to say about it!"Bart shouts.

Kon and Jaime watch as Danny slips to the floor a smile slowly blooming on his face as various heroes start yelling at each other. "Should we tell them he's getting high right now or-?"

"Nah, it's fine."

For Danny, gravity is a suggestion, but when he's human he prefers to feel ground under his feet while he's thinking. This leads to him often not realising he's started walking on the wall or ceiling when he's lost in thought or otherwise distracted.

Tim's definitely normal human friend Danny, pacing on the ceiling during his third visit at Wayne manor: [ranting about something, probably defending his love of weird flavour combo milkshakes]

The Batfam, silently debating how they're gonna break it to Danny that he's a meta: ........

Tim's eyes follow Danny as he starts pacing around the table, his homework abandoned on the table. His voice is becoming sharper, and his words are strung together more as he continues. He noticed that he became less aware of his surroundings when his friend started going on his rants.

Watching Danny's body language become slightly less human was fascinating. It started with his eyes—if Danny felt angry, they would glow green. Tim always knew when to cut back on his teasing whenever he saw the flash of green, no matter how brief the green was.

When Danny rants about something that upsets or makes him sad, his voice gains a particular echo. It is almost as if he is slowly walking into a cave.

There were times when Danny got excited or happy; his hair would start to puff up slightly. This reminded Tim of when he would rub a balloon on his hair to study the positive and negative charges.

Danny's hair didn't flout straight up, but it was electric enough to be noticeable if you paid enough attention.

It was as if his emotions affected his physical form like a mood ring. Tim could always tell what Danny felt by watching for the little effects.

All these little things were easy to hide. Most people noticed less than Tim did, but there was one little quirk Danny did that was rather hard to miss.

"What if we talked about the effect of well-lit street lights on crime rates?" Danny asked, striding up to a wall and casually pacing on it. He continued to think out loud, with his eyes closed, as he made loops on the ceiling. Tim needed to pay more attention to the subject of their presentation, but he was somewhat distracted by how Danny's hair and shirt defied gravity.

They stayed perfectly in place as if his friend were still on the ground and not upside down. Tim wondered if his powers were less flying and more gravity-shifting.

It would also explain his lower degree of super strength if he could manipulate gravity. (Tim didn't care what Danny claimed in gym class. No regular human could lift two punching bags like nothing, especially for something as casual as cleaning up)

Or maybe he was able to move in a fifth direction. From his perspective, while Tim was stuck in 3D, Danny could move in the fourth and walk on the ground. It would explain why he didn't notice he had stepped on the walls or ceiling. To Danny, he never left the floor.

"No, that wouldn't work," Danny mutters, making loops around the chandelier. "What if we...but then that would mean...."

Tim couldn't make out most of his words, but that was fine. Danny also tended to mutter under his breath when he was deep in thought.

He cranks his neck back, eyes tracing the way Danny seemed to strut around as if he was out for a walk on a nice sunny day in the park. Carefully, making sure Danny was too distracted by his thoughts, Tim aimed his camera phone at him.

He takes a few photos and then opens the family group chat.

Tim: I need advice on gently telling a friend something that may change our friendship. I've tried to say it to him before but he doesn't seem to get it.

Jason: buy him some flowers and write him a poem. He'll love it.

Steph: That's terrible advice, Jay. No one does that anymore

Jason: No one has class anymore, you mean. Besides, boys deserve to be romanced, too.

Dick: Just tell him how you feel, Tim! Be direct and make sure you use the words "I like you romanticly." Sometimes people don't understand you're asking them out.

Damian: Do not bother me with your failed courtships.

Duke: Maybe don't go as far as Jay said, but Dick's right. You have to say, "Go on a date with me" or something.

Steph: Try the bend and snap! It's Elle Woods-approved!

Tim: No, that's not what this is about. I need help telling Danny he might be a metahuman with Superman-level Power.

There is a long pause before his phone vibrates again.

Damian: I beg your finest pardon?

Bruce is typing.....

Tim: He's friendly! He just has yet to notice that what he does isn't regular.

Jason: Wait, isn't Danny that kid we saw you at the ice ring with? The one that snuck up on Cass by accident?

Tim: Yes

Multiple people are typing.....

Tim briefly glances up to see what Danny is up to, and he is surprised that Frost has started developing in his footsteps. That's certainly new. He attached the photos to the chat, sending them off as Danny slowly floated back down.

He watches as his friend flips horizontally in mid-air so that he's standing upright when he lands. His hair is starting to puff up again, so he is not surprised when Danny's eyes snap open with a gleeful glint in them.

"I figured it out, Tim!"

"That's great," Tim tells him with a smile as Danny eagerly returns to his seat. He is babbling about the solution to their government class and how he knows he can get their proposed bill passed with the correct narrative.

Tim watches frost develop around his pencil and chair. Fascinating. Does that mean excitement? He almost forgets about the family group chat while attempting to figure out what emotion Danny is experiencing to connect to frost that he missed a few messages.

Bruce: Tim, where are you?

Bruce: he made Cass jump because she didn't hear or see him coming. That's worrisome.

Bruce: He could be dangerous

Bruce: Where are you

Bruce: Tim, answer me

Bruce: Timothy Jackson Drake, answer the phone right now

Dick: Oooooohhhh middle name

Damian: They are in the left-wing dining room, Father. I already have a visual on them.

Damian sent a photo of two teenage boys sitting at a table, bending over to look at a book together. Papers and pencils are scattered around the stranger while Tim's trusted laptop is in front of his part.

Bruce: Good. Keep them in sight at all times and report any suspicious behavior.

Damian: Naturally.

Steph: No DNA test is needed

Duke: Literally.

Cass: I am confused. I thought we all knew Tim's boyfriend was not human?

Jason: We did not, in fact, know that Cass.

Cass: It is obvious by the way he moves that Danny is not a meta-human. He is close to one, but he moves like a different being. He reminds me of Captain Marvel.

Multiple people are typing......

Brazilian Dubbing and Characters who have the same Voice as them in the Brazilian Dub

The Owl House edition

Part 1

1-Luz

2-Eda

3-King

4-Hooty (Season 1)

Season 2-3

WATCHING DUNGEON MESHI I AM

And im impressed about the Brazilian Dubbing team for the main characters

I wont show all characters the Brazilian Dubbing Cast is famous in voicing, but i will show the most famous ones in the list in Dublapedia.wiki.

Here it goes Part 1

1-LAIOS: Subaru Natsuki (RE:Zero), Conner Kent (Superman All Stars)

2-Marcille: Rem (RE:Zero), Aira (Dandadan)

3-Senshi: Plâncton, Nappa and Hercule