#Discord Server

[athznn]

Can you make a black + white welcome and bye message layout?? Bc ur layouts are saur cute ☺️

🗝️ （✿ᴗᴗ） **welc to ___** !

_ _ ˚﹒🪽 ﹒ ◍ ﹒ [rules](example.com)

_ _ ⌅ ﹒ [perks](example.com)﹒

﹒ ↷ 🐈‍⬛ [roles](example.com)

_ _ ⤷ （◞◟） 🪨﹒ [mail](example.com)

footer (optional) : ⿻　　　🕳️　 welc ! ⸝⸝ we now have {server_membercount} members !

**⪩﹒🌪️﹒**bye bye {user}** ﹒ ✦ ﹒ ⟡**

> 🌑 ∿ ﹒ ★ ﹒ ` come back﹒soon !`

[ladyglencora]

FR. I've spent the last two days trying to find the server I know exists, dealing with just plain busyness, and getting nowhere. I have managed to onboard with every other social media platform rapidly, but Discord is my nemesis. Maybe because I'm not a gamer?

please promise me fandom won't disappear entirely into discord servers, i'm too old and employed for that

[beckwrth]

Hii can you make some minimal bios with name and prns :3

hihi!! i sure can ^^ here u go!

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[hauntedpianists]

— Eternal Sugar Cookie discord layout — requested by anon

— Free to use without credit

— Kin / ID / Me and F/O tags okay

— Credit: I , II , CRK wiki

— Examples:

— Banner colour: #874F5D

[1cyl0]

— mnml srvr lay !!

/ srvr﹒☆ ⌇﹒— mc

﹫﹒mail﹐ ⊹﹒book

—﹒roles﹒⊹ ⥼﹒intro﹒⟐

﹒⊹﹒chat ⌕﹒﹒cmds ﹒﹒vc﹒◫ ﹒qotd﹒⌅ ▿﹒wot﹐⟢ ﹫﹒ad﹐ ⊹﹒ptnr

temp :: https://discord.new/sbTsdjSWkDQ7

some chnls might not be visible bcz there are annc chnls !

[queerghostboy]

If you like Yaoi cocaine come on in to my server!! It’s 18+ !!

If you like Dan and Phil and other fun topics you’ll love it!! The people are very nice so don’t be nervous!! We are going to be adding in some fun activities we can do as a group. We also have a ton of artists and writers if you’d like to get some opinions on your work or just show it off!!!

AGAIN IT IS 18+ ANYONE UNDER 18 WILL BE KICKED!!!

[ianrkives]

⠀⠀cafecore discord server decor // layout.

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CREDIT IF YOU USE. DO NOT STEAL, REPOST/CLAIM AS URS.

I also posted this on my Pinterest account and I have the same

@ there. if you see it don't be confused! but if it's someone with

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀a different user definitely let me know about it.

[itsmergb]

There’s No Way Back.

My entry for a server icon contest in a Forsaken RP server :) I can drop a link for those interested. Guest and Shedletsky, c’mon guys, protect your healer

[primrosedimensions]

Does anyone know if any of these alternatives are fitted for pluralkit?

Remember when I told ya'll last month to be ready to start looking for a Discord alternative?

Yeah things aren't looking good for discord.

[to-the-stars8]

A Table for Two

Jason Todd x Reader Chapters Ao3

Chapter 6

“Maybe if you knew how to cook we wouldn’t be in this fuckin’ mess!” she shouted over her shoulder, voice cutting through the clatter of pans and the hiss of the flat-top grill.

“Run the fuckin’ food, Amira!” Lamar bellowed from behind the line, his face flushed with heat—whether that was from the grill or pure rage, you couldn’t tell.

Amira scoffed dramatically, flipping her braids over her shoulder. “Unbelievable,” she muttered under her breath, snatching the plate from under the heat lamp and marching through the swinging doors.

You had been cutting lemons when Jason came up behind you, whispering into your ear, “They hate each other, huh?”

You jumped slightly, the whisper catching you off guard—warm breath against your skin, close enough to short-circuit your brain. For a full fifteen seconds, words completely abandoned you. Just vanished.

When you finally turned to face him, Jason leaned casually against the counter beside you, just a little too close, like he hadn't quite figured out how personal space worked in a professional kitchen. His eyes flicked from your face to your hands, then back up again, curious but unreadable.

“Nah,” you said, shaking the fog from your thoughts. “They don’t hate each other. They just get way too into the job sometimes.” You laughed softly, sliding the last few lemon wedges into the plastic white tub. “I gotta get back to my tables before Nicky accuses me of hiding.”

He nodded, watching you with that faint smile that seemed like he was trying to figure you out.

You pushed through the swinging doors but paused halfway. Glancing back, you caught Jason turning toward the back shelves to grab another tub.

“Hey, Jason,” you called.

He turned, one brow raised.

“A bunch of us are going to Murphy’s after shift. You should come.”

He looked down, wiping his hands on an old, grease-stained rag. For a second, he didn’t answer. Then he glanced up, the corners of his mouth turned upwards. There was a faint pink flush creeping up his neck, so subtle you could’ve chalked it up to the kitchen heat. But your gut told you it wasn’t.

“I’ll think about it,” he said, voice softer than usual.

You nodded once, then pushed through the door, letting it swing closed behind you.

The rest of the shift passed in a blur. Orders came and went, drinks were poured, tables were wiped down with the usual half-assed effort. It was one of the rare times where everything in the restaurant ran smoothly. You could see the light at the end of the tunnel. It wasn’t much longer until you were two beers deep at Murphy’s, forgetting the entirety of your shift. 

Yet, if you had learned anything being in the service industry, someone always came along to ruin the moment for everyone. 

You were seconds away from untying your apron when the front door chimed. Lamar had stepped out of the kitchen, muttering something under his breath as he scanned the dining room. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” he hissed when he heard Elena greet another guest. 

The rest of the kitchen had gone home, and now it was only you, Jason, Elena, and Lamar holding down the fort. Nicky was there, too, but, being holed up in the office, he practically wasn’t. 

You couldn’t see who had walked in, but then came Elena’s bright, polished greeting: “Good evening, Mr. Dent! How’re you tonight?”

You froze and glanced over to Jason who was emerging from the kitchen. Oh, he wasn’t going to like this at all. 

He watched from the door of the kitchen as Harvey Dent–Two-Face as he was more commonly known as now–was sat at the far end of the restaurant. He was dressed in a black suit, and the brown half of his hair was smoothed back. Around him were about three tall, large ment all adorned in black and one skinny guy with glasses and a brown sweater. Probably some bodyguards and an accountant. 

Jason sidled up behind you again, like he had some sixth sense for showing up right when you were about to emotionally unravel. He let out a low chuckle. “You’re stuck here now, huh?”

You sighed, head dropping back just slightly. “Just as I was about to leave.”

He laughed again, before disappearing into the back again. Truthfully, you didn’t mind that much since Mr. Dent wasn’t too bad of a customer. It really depended on the day, though. Sometimes he could be as bad as Cobblepot, and others he was really sweet. Getting out your notepad you started over to his table, forcing a grin on your face. 

“Hi, Mr. Dent, how’re you?”

He nodded at you with a tight, polite smile. “Hopefully you have a good dinner tonight.”

“I say we do, but I’m a little partial,” You said with a forced laugh. That had been the third time you had said that line today. 

Harvey grumbled something under his breath, eyes scanning the menu with the disinterest of someone who already knew exactly what he wanted and was just humoring you. After a second, he held it out towards you. “The lasagna bolognese, please. And a glass of Barolo.”

You nodded, taking the menu from his outstretched hand and jotting the order quickly into your server’s notebook. “And for your friends?”

That earned you a low snicker. Harvey leaned back, lips tugging into a half-smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. For a fleeting second, he looked human. Maybe even handsome, in that tragic, weary way. You were too young to remember District Attorney Harvey Dent, but in that moment, you could see the faintest echo of the man he used to be.

“Gentlemen?” Mr. Dent cocked an eyebrow at his men. 

They exchanged a quick glance before answering in unison, deadpan: “We’re good, boss.”

With that, you went to the kitchen to give Lamar the order and pour the glass of wine. Once the ticket was on the rack for Lamar and the wine had been carefully poured, you emerged from the kitchen only to find Jason standing at the server station, his gaze locked on Harvey’s table.

“What are you doing?” you asked in a low voice, sliding the glass onto your tray.

Jason didn’t answer immediately. His jaw was tight, his brows drawn into a furrow, and his hands were clenched at his sides like he didn’t trust them not to do something stupid. When you lightly touched his arm, it was enough to pull him back to the room. He snapped his head toward you like he’d forgotten you were even there.

“You can go, Jason,” you said gently. “We’ll be fine.”

Jason shook his head, mumbling something you couldn't quite hear. 

Moment's later, one of the bodyguard's stomped toward the two of you. He was taller than the rest, with the kind of stillness that made your skin crawl. His eyes barely flicked to you before locking on the wineglass in your hand.

“That for Mr. Dent?” he asked, voice low and flat. You nodded once, resisting the urge to take a step back. In one quick motion, the guy's large, calloused hand snatched the glass from your tray. “We’ll let you know if you’re needed.”

 Jason stiffened beside you, and you felt it—the barely restrained instinct to step between you and the huge bodyguard. You saw the way his jaw tensed, how his mouth opened just slightly, like he was about to say something that would definitely get him killed. You didn’t give him the chance. Your fingers tightened around his wrist as you turned, guiding him toward the kitchen.

For a guy who supposedly hated mob bosses, he sure looked ready to mouth off to one. 

Through the small round window in the door, the two of you peeked out. Harvey sipped his wine slowly, chatting with his men like they were at a book club and not, you know, allegedly involved in organized crime.

Behind you, Lamar was cursing up a storm from behind the line.

“Don’t tell me that asshole ordered something else,” he grumbled as he slapped a portion of pasta onto a plate. 

“No. No,” Jason said, padding around his pockets. “The fuck are my cigs?”

You watched him for a second, vaguely amused as he checked every inch of his apron and jeans like he expected a secret pocket to reveal itself. When he gave up and looked genuinely irritated, you turned toward your locker and popped it open. Most of the kitchen staff smoked to survive the job, and you'd learned early on that carrying an extra pack kept you in their good graces

You pulled out a half-full pack of cigarettes, turning back toward Jason just as he looked up expectantly. But instead of handing them over, you clutched the pack to your chest, smiling wickedly.

“You really need one right now?” you asked, eyebrows raised.

Jason nodded, hand out and his face trying so hard to stay serious. “Yes.”

You held firm, lifting your chin. “Come out with us after work, and I’ll give you the smokes.”

He groaned and rolled his eyes, though there was a flicker of amusement behind the exasperation. “Fine,” he said, dragging out the word like it cost him something. “Just give ’em.”

“If you kids are done flirting,” Lamar barked without turning around, “one of you wanna run this fuckin’ food?”

You muttered something under your breath about not flirting as you grabbed the plate from the window and handed the pack to Jason. 

Pushing through the swinging doors, you tried to ignore the flush in your cheeks. Behind you, Jason plucked a cigarette from the pack and tucked it between his lips. Then he stepped out into the alley with that quiet, cocky little smile that suggested he’d gotten something he wanted—cigarette and your attention.

[cinnapupi]

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[jshxluvq]

Itoshi Sae themed server!

https://discord.gg/Q2MRuuSXD7

[dolliques]

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[cxpia]

The Band Ghost Discord

Come one come all to a fandom server for the band ghost, we welcome new and old fans of all kinds! Casual or in depth!

A great place to meet new friends, artists, cosplayers and fic writers!

[beckwrth]

Name Layouts

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header/banner creds to the amazing @chocowhirl

not my normal style, but for some reason my least fav posts always get 10000 notes...really guys.

sorry if the spacing is chopped it looks like this 4 me