#lord diedre

[owlyhouse]

Owl House - Swap AU [Character concept art]

[the-broken-truth]

Hello there broken!

May i request a oneshot where Donna and Adam started to pay more attention to Diedre's little sibling(reader) more than her?

First, she didn't mind, but then she start to feel a little bit jealous since she never got full attention like (reader) when she was little, but then the Beneviento couple decided to spoil her too.

You can write this whenever you can, thank you! <3

Broken Truth: Sorry for taking so long, I have been busy with a lot of things and I have been trying to script an exciting story. I'm glad you are interested in the Young Lord AU, please enjoy this story. Let the words weave together.

@snowflakestree

Diedre was alone in her room, sitting on her bed and observing the Puppeteer's Strings moving like a flame in the air, manipulated by her fingertips. Her black eyes narrowed as she contemplated her power, but she eventually closed them and let go of the strings with a sigh. For the past few weeks, she had been struggling with an internal conflict that arose after the birth of her younger sibling, [Reader]. She didn't know what to do about it.

Since the moment of [Reader]'s birth, their parents, Donna Beneviento and Adam Wolf, have been giving more attention to the new addition than Diedre. Diedre is unsure of how to feel about this shift in awareness. Prior to [Reader]'s arrival, Diedre had always been the most closely monitored child, but now everything is changing due to the new baby. Diedre has always disliked change, and this new dynamic is no exception.

*Knocking Upon The Door*

"Yes?" Diedre called out without looking at the door. The door opened and the Patriarch of the Wolf Family walked in. Adam walked over to Diedre's bed and sat down beside her, causing her to look away from her father, to the giant stuffed wolf that sat on the floor beside Diedre's bed.

"What's wrong, Little Wolf?" Adam asked his daughter but Diedre shook her head and said nothing. "Diedre, I know that something is wrong. You have been different ever since [Reader] was born, is something wrong?" He asked.

"Why am I the one who's acting differently? You're the ones who have changed! Ever since [Reader] was born, you've been giving [him/her] all the attention, leaving me out! Why are you ignoring me? Why are you so focused on [Reader]...Are you trying to replace me?" Diedre questioned, tears streaming down her face as she looked down at the ground. Adam embraced Diedre, holding her close before gently wiping away her tears.

"I realized that it was wrong to keep this information from you... but there's something you should know about [Reader]," Adam spoke, capturing his daughter's focus. "When [Reader] came into this world, Mother Miranda insisted that we hand over your sibling so that she could conduct experiments on them using the Cadou. However, we firmly refused. In response, Mother Miranda threatened to take [him/her] away if we let our guard down. Since then, we've been keeping a watchful eye to ensure that Mother Miranda doesn't take our child, your sibling."

Diedre looked at him with wide eyes - Mother Miranda was trying to take [Reader] away from the family and experiment on [him/her] No, Diedre was not going to let that happen as she rose to her feet and ran out of the room and into [Reader's] Nursery - seeing Donna changing [Reader's] clothes before turning to face her oldest daughter.

"Diedre, is something wrong?" Donna asked as she held [Reader who was babbling and reaching for Diedre, who instantly walked over to her mother and her sibling before taking the baby into her arms, letting the baby snuggle into her neck.

'I'll protect you. No matter what.' Diedre thought as she held her sibling with a smile on her face. Donna realized what is going on and smiled at her children - her family was going to be alright.

[quandaryqueen]

With Young Justice Riddler(or more if you want): He is coming home from a cuddly date with Y/N at the fair, and he realizes that his shirt smells like Y/N. So Eddie pulls his shirt up to his face to smell it before it fades away.

Lightheaded, lighthearted

Young Justice Edward Nygma X Reader

OHOHO this wil be good, to those who are requesting more of our pathetic baby YJ Eddie, I love you guys sooooo so much 💝✨

💚 It is most crucial to introduce major players in this little trip, so I won't refer these group fo people as solely 'your friends' throughout the whole narrative.

There's Lee, the horndog with the innuendos. but with that innocent face, no one suspected a thing and no one would believe you. The brightest, yet sometimes dimmest. Other than that, she's a sweetheart.

Diedre, the thrill seeker. Enables Lee a lot with her continuous spur of innuendos by adding fuel to the fire. A great cheerleader and pep talker, she is very encouraging and supporting, always the loudest in the crowd when it comes to showing support.

Nina, the stoic one, the sarcastic edge over lord. Mistress of dry humour, straight-faced and takes no shit. May look like she doesn't give a fuck, but don't let that fool you, she's the older sister friend that keeps everyone in check if she isn't the one enabling it, which is normally the case.

Marian, but she prefers to be called Macy, mom friend supreme. Sweet, warm, welcoming. Holds the metaphorical child-leashes in your friend group. Is placed under constant stress with either Lee, Diedre, Nina and you from your unique individual needs, circumstances, fuck ups and such.

💚 Carnival fairs!!! The food, the sights, the ambiance! The screams of children and adult alike as they course through the air from a highly questionable machinery that's probably overdue to repairs and maintenance... ITS FUN I SWEAR---

Well, you can always avoid the rides... But you have friends who are good in peer pressure, in which case, yes, you cannot avoid it. You can delay the rides by going elsewhere, but it won't take long until one of them hurls you in one of those the rides.

If you can tolerate/enjoy such activities, good for you. Your date on the other hand... Well, you gotta save it for last if you want him coherent, not vomitting and standing with two of his feet on the ground.

💚 And so while you're evading the carnival rides, Edward has taken to test himself with a few range-shooting games for fun. He's held a real gun before and aimed it at the Bat before, surely he can do it in a setting in which it's not really. Keyword, aimed, never shot. And he's only ever used it to intimidate anyways--but surely! Surely he can use a fake one! And besides, the targets aren't even moving... Unless the game is rigged, then it was not on him.

Anyways, there were five bullets loaded in the toy gun and you have a specific amount of targets to knock off a terrain to win a specific objects with points written on them. Ten points can win you a pen. Fifteen points you can win a snack. Twenty five points get a pencil case. Forty points can get you the fun ones, the stuffed points and boy, was he aiming for a one hundred to win youthe biggest stuff toy in there.

He has the gun in his hand, on a stance of what he thinks is the proper pose for a marksman.

Aim... Ready... Fire.

Aaaaand it missed. His aim was waaaay off. Upon firing, he catches the attention of your wandering friends and began to gather behind you. Knowing them full-well, they were going to heckle the fuck out of your poor man for the fun of it and though it's all in the name of fun and they don't really mean it, but you know how Edward can be a touch sensitive. Instead, Lee, Diedre and Nina stood behind scrutinizing the targets, then the operator, who has his eyes on you.

Whatever, he has four more shots.

... it didn't knock the target off the terrain.

Nina steps next to Edward and squints at the target for a moment, before turning to him.

"Try shooting that one," She points at the one at the edge, in which Edward follows and surely hits the target, but it didn't fell off. He empties the bullets, and it barely knocked it over. "Huh... The glue on that target sure is strong, ain't it Mister?" Nina points a barely concealed condescension at the operator, her accusatory gaze contorting to irritation when Macy smacked the sarcastic lass by the shoulder.

"I assure you, ma'am, they're not. See?" The operator demonstrates by picking up the target. Seeing satisfaction in Nina's eyes, he lowers the target back down.

"Sorry about that, Mister." Macy sheepishly smiles at him.

"Nah, I get it."

"I'll have another try."

Your friends glanced at your date with stunned faces. Oh he is determined to get you that damned stuffed animal, fuck his wallet.

💚 About five tries, not a point in his calibre and at this point, he was getting embarrassed. He is aware this might be rigged but at the same time, his ego was way to big for him to back down until he won the price. He is winning this for you, goddamnit! It feels as though he was playing basketball, and he has the ball and proclaims to you that this shot is for you, only for him to fail at shooting the ball in the ring and it just looks pathetic and to him, it symbolically equates his love for you being untrue. He doesn't know where he is pulling these bullshit from at this point, he is a mess.

"May I try?"

Edward flushed red when your hand lands on his arm and his determination and obligation to win this melted away. Of course he wasn't going to say no to you! Who would do such a thing?

"O-Of course!"

He hands you the gun and closely watched the concentration in your beautiful countenance scrutinize the target with sheer admiration in his eyes. Taking a deep breath, you squeezed the trigger.

For some reason, he wasn't that butt hurt. He initially thought he would, but not a speck of it was there. Instead, he felt proud and damn impressed. And his chest swelled at the memory of the sight of concentration in your features, how you somehow dropped from your usual self and into this unrecognisable, yet still beautiful side of you.

It was then Edward found out that your achievements were also your friends', as he almost jumped out of his skin when he heard them shriek behind him in excitement, shouting out words of support. But most of all, you actually did it! You sheepishly turned to them, rubbing the back of your neck whilst lowering the gun by the counter.

"HELL YEAH!"

"YOU GO BITCH!"

"WE KNEW YOU COULD DO IT!"

"WAY TO GO!"

"Oh come on you guys, it was just beginner's luck." You dismissively waved at them, before picking up the price by the counter. "This, is for you." You handed him the brown bear with a purple bow around its neck.

"T-thank you umm..." He swallows thickly, accepting the bear and pressing it to his chest. "I-uh... Good job! You did really well!"

"Aww, shucks..." You bit your lip before lightly nudging him. "I kept you in mind as an inspiration to win."

Edward stares at you with wide eyes. Have you now?

"I'm flattered, Y/N. I was actually... Um... The sentiment is mutual but uh, I kinda— y-ya know, failed." And it was pathetic.

"I know this sounds so cliché... But it's the thought that counts."

"OH MY GOSH, KARAOKE YOU GUYS!"

Diedre exclaimation bursts from the world you constructed with Edward where the only two of you exist at the moment. You were back in the present, where your friends began dragging both you and Edward to the said karaoke booth.

💚 The booth was small, but enough to fit six people if you are willing to squeeze against your seatmates... Or maybe sit on one's lap, that can work too and that's what you did. Edward was a touch flustered, but with enough convincing from you, he finally sat on your lap.

Anyways, songs were found and numbers were punched in. The microphone was functional in Diedre's hand and the machine was blaring the tracks you all know and love. At first, Edward was a touch too flustered to sing along with you and your friends. But as time comes, he finds himself singing as well, just not as loud as you were being. The microphone gets passed around during verse and chorus switch, in which Edward denied the microphone and instead passed it to someone else.

"But mama I'm in love with a criminal! And this type of love isn't rational, it's physical! Mama please don't cry, I will be alright! All reason aside, I just can't deny, love the guy~"

Diedre had always been fond of singing and she is one hell of a vocalist. But at times, she tends to be carried away and throw what she had learned from vocal classes and just scream lyrics with friends.

"IF YOU CAN SEE THAT I'M THE ONE WHO UNDERSTANDS YOU, BEEN HERE ALL ALONG SO WHY CAN'T YOU SEE—! YOU BELONG WITH ME, OOOH YOU BELONG WITH ME!!!"

Lee is a screamer, not a shred of vocal talent within her but she is an enthusiastic fellow who is passionate about it.

"Strumming my pain with his fingers, singing my life with his words. Killing me softly with his song, killing me softly with his song, telling my whole life with his words, killing me softly with his song~"

Macy falls more into the soft, whispery singing voice suited for lullabies.

"Somebody, ooh, somebody! Can anybody find me somebody to looooooove!"

Nina and her rock and roll voice, of course. Chest voice is rich and she nails more of the guttural side of singing, but now and again, she belts out.

"Oh shut the fuck up you're winning in love." Nina shoves your face away from the microphone from singing the chorus, her gaze flickering to Edward, before she continues with the second verse.

They're already wilding at this stage, Edward wonder what could possibly happen if alcohol were to be involved...

💚 As the "the first one to get a sore throat" competition ensues, Edward couldn't help but to feel at ease at how your friends would include him in every activity you engage in. He doesn't feel lost in conversations, as they would provide him context.

He doesn't notice the way you wrapped your arms around his waist while he was seated in your lap until you temporarily unwrapped them and reached for something. He felt as though your arms were natural to be there, around his midsection. The moment he noticed, he was flaring red and one might assume because you were screaming the lyrics of Rihanna's S and M.

"You sure you don't wanna give it a go?" You grinned at Edward, offering the microphone. R

"Come on!"

"It'll be fun!"

"Pleaaaaase?"

"You don't have to," Macy reassures with an understanding look, as the instrumental of the last song begins.

... I mean, he might as well.

Upon reaching for the microphone, your friends began clapping and cheering. He isn't much of a singer but the way your friends hype up one another despite delivering an ear-piercing performance, they applaud to no end, so it does bring comfort to know that.

"I want your love and I want your revenge, you and me could write a bad romance!"

"WOAH OH OH OOOOOOH~~~" you and your friends sang along.

"I want your love and all your lover's revenge, you and me could write a bad romance!"

💚 After exiting the booth, the sights of the ride greets you once again, where it had Edward swallowing thickly when his eyes meet a Pirate ship ride filled with screaming attendants. Then there's a roller coaster, a big nope. Then there's the Ferris wheel, that's oddly fast instead of an idle spin, it resembled a human washing machine.

Then there's your friends, pointing at the said rides in excitement. This is where Edward has taken to hiding behind you again when your friends settled to ride the Pirate Ship. The ominous thing which swung back and fourth like a pendulum.

"Come on Edward, it'll be fun!" Lee encourages, lightly shaking him by his shoulders.

"I-I don't think I can—"

"If Y/N will ride, would you?"

Yes...

"Lee, don't force someone to do what they don't want to," Macy lightly scolds.

"You are riding, right Y/N?" Diedre asks, draping her arm around your shoulder and poking a finger in your cheek.

"Well yeah, sure why not?"

... well, suck it up, I guess.

"Dee," Macy glares at Diedre.

"I-I'll go." Edward blurts out.

"Are you sure?" You and Macy spoke in unison.

"Yes." No.

"Come on, I already bought tickets. Eddie's coming along, right?" Nina spoke from behind you after standing in line to get tickets.

"I am..."

"Are you sure?" You pulled him aside, clinging on his arm and looking deeply within his bespectacled gaze to search his reluctance, lo and behold, it was so fucking obvious.

"Y-Yes... Don't worry about me." Fucking. Help.

💚 With reassurances given to you and himself, he was strapped in his seat with you and Lee, who were seated on either side of him. White knuckling the metallic safety bar, he watches in horror as the seats were filled by other attendants and the sound of horns rings against his ears. Then, the ship started to swing and let me tell you, his stomach fucking dropped.

His first instinct was to screw his eyes shut and refused to let a sound from his throat. Behind him, he can hear Nina and Diedre cheering loudly, fucking egging the conductor to bring the ride at its fullest speed. Out of fear, he tucks his head against your neck and found his hand clutching your thigh. In all this terror, for a moment, felt him stabilizing when he felt you put a hand atop his...

Then, somehow, Nina and Diedre finally got what they want... Everyone boarding the ride who swore not to scream, screamed. Edward was a little thankful he wasn't the only one.

💚 Nina and Diedre were a touch disappointed when the ride came to end, but some others were rushing out of the ride and Edward was one of them. The ground seemingly swayed with every step and felt as though he had once again accidentally drank from the Mad Hatter's teacup. To lend him a sense of stability, you were once again by his side... Macy, being the concern mother hen she is, was also there. Whereareas Lee, Nina and Diedre were laughing about the experience... Not specifically Edward, but he was too disoriented to hear it.

"Oh my fucking, the girl behind me was screeching a church hymn." Diedre laughed, before nudging Nina. "You got that recorded, right?!"

"Sure did!" Nina holds her phone out.

"Oooh! I recorded too!" You looked over Lee, who possesses blackmail material with a glare.

"Who are you feeling?" Macy, not minding the noise behind her, has taken to seating Edward under a tree shaded bench. Rummaging through her back, she produces a zesty menthol essential oil before handing it to Edward. "Here, hold on to this for the time being. I'm going to get some water."

"Thank you..." Edward managed to croak as Macy turned away and make a beeline for the food stalls. Taking a light inhale from the uncapped bottle, he feels his nausea to lightly dissipate.

"I am so sorry about that..." Edward glances at you to find your apologetic face looking away.

"No, no, it's not your fault... It was my choice..." He weakly insists.

"Can I still make it up to you?" You looked up at him.

... Well if you're offering...

"Can I... Rest my head on your shoulder?" Edward chokes up for a moment, but felt a sense of comfort knowing you wouldn't say know.

Smiling, you tip your head aside your offer him your shoulder. Edward leans in and sighs in content, face flushing a deeper shade of red when you went an extra mile to wrap your arms around his torso. Unbeknownst to the both of you, certain cellphone welding friends were taking pictures.

💚 Upon feeling better, the whole group decided to stop by for some snacks, eat before going home. Edward had fun; he got to know more of you, the people you love, your interests, talents, befriended your friends, rode a dreaded ride... Cuddling up with you...

When he got home, he couldn't deny the smile on his face. He steps in his room, in the process of removing his jacket when he suddenly caught your scent. Stunned, he presses his nose on his jacket and breathes it in before he collapsed on his bed with a content sigh.

He was disrupted from his daydreams when his phone vibrated in his pocket. Curiously, he reaches for it and unlocks it, to find himself added to a group chat named 'Green Gang', the picture of the group being the photo you have taken after the damn ride... Lee, Diedre, Nina who looked as normal, while you, Macy and Edward were situated by the corner tending to him.

Lee: Hey :D

Lee: Just got home. I'll send some pics later (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

Nina sent 30 photos

Diedre: Damn, I have like 3 or 5 pics 😂

Nina sent 30 photos

Nina sent 30 photos

Nina sent 30 photos

Nina sent 10 videos

Diedre: 😳

Lee: RIP phone storage

Macy: Still on the train. Are you okay now, Edward?

Edward froze... He swallows thickly, before typing up a reply.

Edward: Just got home. I'm doing great, thank you for taking care of me.

Lee: That's Macy for ya (⁠~⁠￣⁠³⁠￣⁠)⁠~

Edward: That was actually a great time, thank you for inviting me.

Diedre: We won't traumatise you next time 😁

Nina: That would be Y/N's job lmao

Edward couldn't help but to chuckle.

Y/N: Gang and I are like going out for a fun photoshoot. Wanna come?

Well duh.

Edward: I'd love to.

Another date, pinned on his calendar. He is fucking winning in life.

[valandhirwriter]

Pick 3 of your favorite characters. Tell us when and how you fell in love with them. Inquiring minds want to know :)

Then tag 3 or more people, hopefully who aren't shy :D.

3 of my favourite characters.... that's quite the challenge I have to admit. Because I read a lot and had a lot of favourite chars accordingly. But, here we go, I will try to give this a bit of bandwith, because I have character types that speak to me much easier than others.

Boromir of Gondor

When did I fall in love with this character? At about 13, when I first read Lord of the Rings. I remember reading through the story, and wondering why none of his companions would try and reach out to him. Legolas and Gimli waste time arguing whether bow or sword is the better weapon, while beside them their comrade is slowly drifting off into darkness. Boromir also had some vibes of Hagan of Tronege from the Niebelungenlied to me, also a character who is considered dark, fierce and also fiercely loyal. While many consider Hagen the bad guy of the story, I also liked him best. The early picture of Boromir that I had in my mind, was close to the book describtion, black hair, very tall, haunted grey eyes and a scar on his forehead. Naturally when the movies came along, my favourite actor Sean Bean had the role, and the picture changed around a little. Watching his interpretation of Boromir seeded the first ideas for a story arc about him in my brain, though it would take me another ten years to sit myself down and write the story. In that story i then explored many of the questions I had since first reading the novel: What drove Boromir to such extremes? What happened to Gondor? How did Aragorn leaving after the Umbar campaign impact Gondor long.term? Even after finishing that huge arc, I still love Boromir as a character. His story has been with me for a long time, and will hopefully remain with me for a long time still.

2. Raistlin Majere

I discovered the dragonlance books by accident in my teens. And while the quality of the novels can be called into question, their humour certainly still echoes with me. That and... Raistlin. He was the character I found fascinating at once, and not just because he was the only one in the group actually using his brain. Unfortunately the authors had set up his split from the group and later his "fall" in War of the Twins, instead of really exploring the character with more depth. There was so much potential there, so much aspects to tell a story. Raistlin had the potential to be one of those compelling dark characters, who casn make the heroes torn, because while not with them on principle, their help is still invaluable. I sometimes consider writing a story about him, beginning from before his trials at the Tower of Wayreth and building the AU from there. But I would have to take huge liberties, and have yet to find just the right story companion for him. What draw me to Raistlin is his intelligence, also his detachment, his ability to see the situation for what it is, and not need delusions about hope or good, to sustain himself. He sees what is, and doesn't despair but come up with a plan. That nickname "the sly one" hit me hard when I first read about him, because it told me how judgemental those friends of his were.

3. Eskel

Ciri arriving in Kaer Morhen, and getting frightened by one of Geralt's comrades, because his face is clawed up in some manner... I still remember reading that scene, some time in the 90ies. I was curios at once, especially as scarface, ahm Eskel, proved to be a nice guy in the few scenes he had in the book. I liked him, and I wanted to know more about him. I came up with several stories how he had gotten his scars, and who he was outside of just one of Geralt's brothers. Unfortunately the author never bothered to tell us more about him. Then came the games and I was only marginally enticed by them. Some aspects are good, others are meh... and I will honestly admit that I am still so-so about the Diedre tale. Then came Netflix... and wow was I pissed. Eskel needed his own heroic story I decided and well... it happened. He's still my favourite Witcher, and hopefully will remain so.

Honourable Mentions

Lan al Mandragoran

Wheel of time was another series I devoured in the late 90ies (and on as new books came out), and Lan was my favourite character in them. I was sure he would die in Tarmon Gai'don, but that did not hinder me devouring everything about him. And what a confrontation in the last battle. Reading that, i was sure, so sure, he'd not come out of this alive, and so happy when he did. I would love to write a story about him and Tam meeting at the Blood Snow and upsetting the entire applecart of events.

Athos

Athos from the Three Musketeers is another childhood hero, from reading the books (Three Musketeers/Twenty Years After/ The Viscount of Bragelonne) when I was a young teen. I like Athos, is aloofness, his honour, is utter reality-defying sticking with said honour, and also his haunted past. He was one of my first fanfic subjects (cringe, the stories were so bad) and i still adore him to this day.

Tagging @regis-favorite-raven, @do-androids-dream-ao3acc, @lohrendrell and @eskel-loves-lilbleater to talk about their favourite characters and how they encountered them.

[judedeluca]

Jude’s 32nd Birthday Wishlist

Yeah, I’m posting this now. Because if I’m getting the holiday prompt list up for everyone else I might as well.

This year has been a fucking nightmare. You’ve all seen my posts about what’s been happening in my life. With my mom, and the house, and the mortgage and everything. It’s just been blegh. So I might as well.

That’s why when I put this together I made it entirely villains and antagonists.

07th Expansion: Featherine Augustus Aurora

The majestic Witch of Spectating and Theatergoing, who is said to have died and come back to life to surpass the realm of witches. She’s considered to be a total monster by the likes of Bernkastel, and has the power to simply pull out reality’s script and change it at her whim if she feels like it.

Avengers: June Covington (Scarlet Witch/Toxie Doxie)

A scientist with an affinity for poisons and body augmentation, she has no regard for human life and enjoys experimenting on herself. She served as Norman Osborn’s Scarlet Witch in his second version of the Dark Avengers.

Batman: Nocturna

Natalia Knight, a morally complicated jewel thief who fell in love with Batman, and later became the foster mother of Jason Todd. Her relationship to Bruce and Jason was erased thanks to Crisis on Infinite Earths. Unfortunately, later characters using the Nocturna name have been written as sexual predators, though they are NOT Natalia Knight.

Captain America: Superia/Broad-Stripe

Diedre Wentworth is a noted misandrist who has tried to take over America using an organization of all female supervillains called the Femizons. She at one point altered time by inserting herself into the early days of the Avengers under the name “Broad-Stripe.”

Courage the Cowardly Dog: Benton Tarantella

In life, Benton was a serial killer who posed as an amateur director. He killed over a dozen people before he was finally put in prison. Benton spent the rest of his life behind bars and died, but came back as a zombie.

Dial H for Hero: Ayenbite

A shadowy spirit of remorse summoned when Q-U-E-D is dialed.

Doom Patrol: The Toy

A later member of the Brotherhood of Dada.

She’s often late, and people die because of it.

Flash: Lady Flash

Christina Alexandrova, a.k.a. Lady Savage, Lady Savitar, what have you. A Russian speedster and cocaine addict who became obsessed with Wally West.

Goosebumps: Lucy and the Camp Spirit Moon ghosts

Campers and counselors who were killed by a mysterious black fog, left to haunt the grounds of Camp Spirit Moon. Their only means of escape is to possess a living body. Anyone who tries to leave the camp on their own becomes part of the black fog.

Graveyard School: Aunt Mab

Kyle Chilton’s supposed great aunt, or rather his grandfather’s aunt’s cousin or something. She looks extremely young for her age to the point she doesn’t seem human. She enjoys subtly screwing with Kyle’s head.

Green Lantern: Lord Malvolio

A mysterious alien whose parents were a Green Lantern and an Earth woman. His battles with Hal Jordan ended with the implication that Malvolio tampered with Hal’s ring.

Gundam: Katejina Loos

A selfish young woman who tried not to get involved with the League Militaire’s battle against the Zanscare Empire, only to gradually lose her morals and sanity after she was rescued by Chronicle Asher of BESPA

Iron Man: Hypnotia

A seductive hypnotist and top henchwoman for the Mandarin, she is lusted after by Dreadknight and Blacklash but desires only Tony Stark

Justice Society: Harlequin’s Son

A time lost forgotten antagonist connected with the Justice Society and Infinity Inc., son of Molly Mayne, the original Harlequin

Legend of Zelda: Twinrova

Gerudo sorceresses Koume and Kotake raised Ganondorf and act as his servants, watching over the Spirit Temple and brainwashing the thief Nabooru to serve him. While fighting the Hero of Time, the two combine into Twinrova.

Legion of Super-Heroes: Saturn Queen

Eve Aries of Saturn’s moon Titan. One version of this criminal telepath traveled back in time and helped raise Superman and Batman from childbirth with her cohorts Lightning Lord and Cosmic King. This Eve somehow survived the rebirth and destruction of her universe and ended up in the Phantom Zone.

Magical Girl Raising Project: Melville

A nomad Magical Girl with a rather bizarre speech pattern. She has the power to change her color, letting her blend into the background. Melville wields a harpoon and a bow as her weapon.

She is an ardent supporter of the Musician of the Forest, Cranberry, and will use any means possible to kill her opponents

Mahoney’s: Tormenta

The ebon sorceress and frequent patron of Mahoney’s, she’s crushing hard on server Blender.

Mario: Sue Pea

A ghostly little girl who took a nap and died in her sleep. She haunts the guest room in Luigi’s Mansion.

Power Rangers: Dark Rangers

Lord Zedd’s attempts at creating his own set of Power Rangers. The first group was made up of bullies from Angel Grove High. The second time he went international and recruited criminals from around the globe. The third time, he empowered his minions and a putty duplicate of Rita Repulsa.

Sailor Moon: Zoisite

One of Queen Beryl’s Dark Generals, a smug, vain, and manipulative bastard happy to use underhanded tactics and backstabbing to get what he wants.

Sleeping Beauty: The Evil Fairy

Whether it’s by Disney, Jetlag Entertainment, or Shelley DuVall, she exists to not get invited to the princess’s christening and gets super pissed off. So she curses a baby to die at age 16, and even when the spell’s altered to an eternal slumber, she won’t be deterred. You’ve got your Maleficent, your Odelia, and your Henbane.

Spider-Man: Talon

A “trust fund baby” named Cheyenne who moonlights as a cat burglar, out to steal items of sentimental value from famous people

Static Shock: Madelyn Spaulding

An egotistical and unpopular girl who gained the power to control minds from the Big Bang. She went on a rampage after no one would nominate her for student body president, and tried to take over Dakota.

Supergirl: Superior Girl

Belinda Zee, an unstable duplicate of Linda Lee created when kryptonite rays were filtered through a projector. She’s pretty, popular, and absolutely horrible.

Superman: Puzzler

Valerie Van Haaften is an obsessed Superman fangirl who decided to get his attention by become a supervillain. She now has a body made up of enchanted puzzle pieces she can manipulate with her mind.

Super Sentai: The Flowery Kunoichi Team

Also known as the “Hanarangers,” the Kunoichi Team is made of evil, floral themed women who were created to fight the Kakurangers.

Titans: Dark Angel

An evil, demonic witch obsessed with making Donna Troy as absolutely miserable as possible. She’s the person who destroyed Donna’s past and succeeded in making it impossible for it to be straightened out.

Urusei Yatsura: Ran

A supposed best friend of Lum, Ran puts on the façade of a cutesy homemaker who loves frilly things and baking, when she’s really a vindictive, manipulative succubus capable of sucking the vitality out of people through her lips.

Wonder Woman: Blue Snowman

Byrna Brilyant, a gender fluid immoral scientist who stole their father’s invention of “blue snow” and uses it for the sake of monetary gain.

X-Men: Nanny and Orphan-Maker

A pair of traumatized mutants who try to “save” mutant children by killing their human parents

Yu-Gi-Oh: The Kageyama Sisters

Risa Kageyama and her identical sisters are obsessed with Duel Monsters and have built their deck around the Hecate Sisters

[lfthinkerwrites]

Penelope Young and E. (Sharing a Drink) for the letter character prompt thingie if u want . also i rlly enjoy your penelope young fics hi sry

Thank you! Fun fact: this is a scene I've been wanting to write for a while, but could never quite fit into the main story. Enjoy!

Sharing a Drink

This was a meeting Edward had feared, but he wasn't here. Penelope took a sip of her mimosa and gave Selina a small smile as the other woman finished her story. "...And that is the tale of our adventure in Rome."

Penelope let out a short laugh. She could just imagine her boyfriend in the other woman's catsuit and shook her head. "Does Ellen know about this?"

Selina let out a laugh. "Eddie told me that I'm forbidden to tell her. She'd never let him live it down. She already teases him too much about his old spandex suits. Just as well. There are some things a girl doesn't need to know about her father." She took a sip out of her drink and her eyes gleamed with mischief. "Don't get me wrong, I was happy as everyone else when Eddie got out of the life, but there are some things I miss about him."

Penelope felt her face flush at the implication. And now the true reason for this meeting had revealed itself. "And just what things would those be?" She asked coolly. She liked Selina, really, but she didn't always like being reminded of just how well she had known Edward.

Selina just smiled, like a cat that had gotten the cream. How appropriate. "For someone as bratty and stubborn as he is, he can be quite...pliant when he's in the right mood."

"I've noticed," Penelope said dryly, enjoying the look of surprise on the other woman's face. "More than once in the last few days." Selina recovered and just let out another laugh.

"You work fast, Doc. Good for you. Well, the folks at Pandora's Box are going to miss him."

"Why?" Penelope asked. She hadn't heard much about this Pandora's Box. Diedre had brought it up at Ellen's birthday back in July, but Edward had quickly hushed her and not brought it up again. "Is it some kind of social club? I don't have any problem with Edward going to it if it is."

Selina looked almost bug-eyed at her for a second. Then she tilted her head back and laughed out loud, causing the people at the table next to them to pause in their conversation and look at her. Penelope just looked at her, confused. Selina stopped laughing and took a large gulp of her bloody Mary, then shook her head. "Oh, Doc, Doc, Doc. It's not a social club."

"Oh?" Penelope frowned. "Oh Lord, it's not a strip club, is it?"

"It's not a strip club either." Selina looked around the cafe, making sure no one was listening in before she leaned across the table and whispered. "It's an S&M club."

Penelope blinked. "Are you serious?"

"Deadly serious," Selina smirked. "Don't let his romantic act fool you. Our Eddie's a kinky little thing."

This felt like something she should speak with Edward about, but Penelope found herself polishing off her mimosa and giving Selina a level stare. "My Eddie, you mean. Tell me everything." She wanted to take notes for a later conversation. Multiple conversations.

[enigmatic-robin]

Brainteaser

Continuation of Happy Accidents

Summary: Stephanie wants to be just like her fathers, Edward Nygma and Jonathan Crane. Including the villainy. Edward isn’t so sure how he feels about his child having a criminal record.

Words: 1263

Edward knew, of course, that teenagers were supposed to be so much worse than children. Edward himself had stopped submitting to his fathers punishments at twelve and began fighting back. It was the time when children started gaining their will, becoming more and more the person they were meant to be.

Of course no parenting book prepared him for this.

“Daddy, come on! Robin has to be like ten!”

“Well do I look like The Batman? He can parent his way, I personally don’t want to involve my child in the fight” he argued, running a hand through his hair tiredly.

“Red Robin and Black Bat too, they have to be around my age.” Stephanie pouted, still pushing. “I learned everything Aunt Diedre and Aunt Nina know, and I won’t even fight Batman, I’ll just distract Robin while you fight him”

“I said no, I’m not getting my sixteen year old a criminal record”

“Then I’ll do it myself” she hissed, running up to her room. Edward groaned, heading outside into the aviary, joining Jon on the bench.

“She is exactly like you” Jonathan chuckled softly.

“You heard?”

“Windows open. You know your answers ain’t gonna satisfy her, they wouldn’t satisfy you”

“So what do I do, just… let her put herself in danger? I can’t do that”

“Now when in the hell did I say ‘let our daughter get punched by a neurotic in a fetish suit? I’m saying to act like you’re talking to a younger version of you, what would you respond to?”

Edward groaned, running a hand over his face.

“I wouldn’t. I’d go get punched by the neurotic in the fetish suit, Jon. That’s the problem” Edward lamented, leaning all his wait on Jonathan, who almost fell off.

“Oh lord. My husband, ever the dramatic” Jon pushed him, trying unsuccessfully to move him.

“When I let Tim work with me in the lab he seemed to settle.”

“I already let her write riddles, but it’s not enough, she needs to watch the bats struggle with it”

“Look, why don’t you…just once maybe let her go; Diedre and Nina will protect her, she’ll see just how much of it is just waiting around, and she’ll drop it. You could even dress her like one of the girls and have that one stay home, he’d never know. Either way, she ain’t giving in”

“Fine! Fine, I’ll figure something out”

—-

Nightwing wasn’t in Bludhaven, which meant the Batman patrolling wasn’t actually Batman; perfect time for Steph to come out. She had insisted on dressing similarly to him, though the purple and green had been inverted.

The riddles had been spread out, leading to the Gotham museum, or more specifically a large emerald on display. It was almost laughably easy to get in, especially for a Gotham museum exhibit. Stephanie held the large stone, needing both hands. She looked over thoughtfully before passing it to Edward.

“Matches you real well. It looks like your eyes a bit”

“Won't match his Arkham uniform, though” a voice said from the shadows. Stephanie and Edward looked up, finding Red Robin and Black Bat on top of a large exhibit case.

“Oh, look. It’s the former Boy Blunder and his silent knight.” Edward huffed, turning to Query and Echo. “I trust you can take Bird Brain?”

“Yessir” Echo confirmed, Edward taking several steps back. Red Robin turned to Black Bat, muttering quietly to her. She nodded sharply and leaped towards Edward as her companion entered the fray with Query and Echo.

“Shitshitshitshit-“ Ed muttered, motioning for Stephanie to follow him as he started in the opposite direction. She kept pace, keeping an eye on their pursuer, who was gaining on them steadily despite their head start.

“Daddy, keep going, I got this, take it back to base, I’ll meet ya!”

“What-“ Edward was cut off as he ran through the doorway to the next exhibit, only to hear it shut and lock behind him. “Oh for fucks sake-“

—-

Steph locked the door, turning around in time to swing around and hit Black Bat with her cane, standing her skidding back slightly.

“Alright, time to fly back to your little cave” she huffed, kicking out, only for her leg to be grabbed. Black bat pulled, wiping her remaining foot from under her. Steph caught her cape on the way down, sending the vigilante down with her. “Now now, it’s not nice to pull someone’s leg”

The girls grappled to get the upper hand on each other, both keeping each other on the ground with clumsy kicks and pushes like school children.

Stephanie was caught off guard by a hit, yelping as she was pinned to the ground.

“Never seen you before” Black bat said in an almost accusatory tone, one hand on Stephanie’s shoulder and the other twisted into her waistcoat.

“Call me Brainteaser, or Teaser for short if you’d like.” Stephanie leaned up, biting the loose section of the mask between the tip of the nose and the chin. She tugged hard, straining the stitches on the lower half of the face. Black Bat pulled at it, but Stephanie kept her teeth locked warningly. She wasn’t even pulling, the vigilante was pulling on her own enough for the stitches to loosen. She shook her head, loosening them more before pulling hard, stretching out the stitches on the left. Where the cowl hung, Stephanie could see a bottom half of a light tan face and a panting pink mouth, leaving her stunned long enough for Black Bat to throw her to the side, running to most likely regroup with Red Robin. Steph scrambled to her feet, face pink. Daddy didn’t have to know about that.

___

As soon as Stephanie opened the door to the Riddlair, Edward was wrapping his arms around her.

“Stephie, honey, you have a red mark on your jaw, that’s probably going to bruise. Are you alright? You came back fast but it feels like times been moving so slow, don’t you ever pull a stunt on me like that again” he rambled, mother henning as he helped her with the catches on the suit

“I’m fine, daddy. Let’s just go home. Dad and Timmy are going to want to know everything” she insisted, throwing her soft purple dress over her tank top and shorts, giddy with adrenaline still.

—

“And so I was pinned, yeah? And I realized her whole face is covered, so there’s gotta be a loose spot ‘tween her nose and mouth, and the bats are very particular about their masks, so I bit down on it and pulled and it ripped a little and- uh, she was able to get me off, but she ran, and I made it back to the rendezvous so Aunt Nina and Diedre could bring be back” she recounted, rocking on her heels. Tim beamed, hugging her tightly before picking her up and spinning her.

“You did so good! Look at my big sister, you did amazing!” He enthused, putting her down after she started laughing.

“I’m still gonna do better my first run, right, dad?”

Stephanie and Edward turned to Jonathan, who froze. Confused.

“Yeah, course you will. You’ll be with me after all, not an overzealous theater kid” he motioned toward Edward before pressing a kiss to Stephanie’s head.

“Brainteaser, I’m proud of you. You’re gonna give those bats a run for their money”

She grinned, thinking about the black clad vigilante. She couldn’t wait to go back out there.

And hey, getting caught didn’t seem like the worst thing either, anymore.

[pertinax--loculos]

12 Days of Writers Self Love - Day Ten

So, for prompt number ten, magic, I’m using the system of mine that’s most developed; the Orn. But instead of exposition or a demonstration of how it works, I’m gonna use what happens when it’s blocked. From very early on in CASCADE:

Diedre’s lips curved upwards and she stepped forward, bending down to fasten the Manacles around his wrists with a swiftness that spoke of long practice.

As soon as the second one snapped into place she backed up hurriedly. Jay barely noticed.

It wasn’t precisely pain; it was breathtaking, in a way, like stubbing a toe, but it wasn’t strictly speaking painful. Uncomfortable, yes, extremely. Distressing most likely. Disorienting. Unbalancing. Disturbing. Different.

The Orn was still there – which, yes, of course it was, the Orn wouldn’t just disappear, how could it? – but when Jay tried to reach for it he was… blocked, somehow, like there was a glass wall between him and his flow. If he concentrated he could almost visualise pressing a hand to the wall, he could feel himself pushing against the wall, but it didn’t shift, didn’t bend, didn’t even yield.

His lungs were burning. He sucked in a breath that was more of a gasp.

That’s what it was. It was like having a cold, or breathing through a mask, or a layer of fabric; something instinctual that was normally so easy and automatic and natural and now Jay was aware of it, aware that it was more difficult than it usually was. Of course actually touching the Orn wasn’t just difficult, now, it was impossible, or so they said, but that awareness of the disconnect was like an action that was usually unconscious becoming an effort.

He’d stopped breathing again. He forced himself to empty his lungs, fill them again, breathe out, breathe in.

“How’re you doing, Mister Johns?”

He blinked rapidly, trying to refocus. Diedre was back at the corner of the table, watching him with open curiosity, her head tilted slightly to one side.

“Uh,” Jay said, and had to clear his throat. “That is… fuck, that feels weird.”

Good lord, it feels like forever since I wrote this. It’s like the third or fourth scene I ever wrote for CASCADE, and I still really like the description of the Manacles’ effect, and how Jay experiences it. There’s still a lot of shit I have to work out with the Orn (for both this WIP and ATN), but generally speaking I’ve got a pretty clear idea of how it works -- or, in this case, doesn’t work. It’s a fun time, even if it can be frustrating.

[snowflakestree]

Hey Snowwy! I think this is my first ask to you. Can you draw The Young Lords & Their Lovers?

Oh~ Coming right up!

[owlyhouse]

your au jumped in my head and refuses to live. now it lives rent free here

i thought it'd be funny to see such dynamic of the wittebros in their cursed forms-

OUGH YES DIEDRE BIG ;;;w;; god thats so pretty omgdgsjkh 💛💛

this is an old doodle (bc yes Diedre is MUCH bigger now) but I adore drawing them interacting x"D 💛

[the-broken-truth]

We need the continution of Donna being pregnant momma— i'd love to see her husband and protective daughter's reactions when the baby is born, thank you so much for writing amazing stuffs! Keep it up!

Broken Truth: Hm, Diedre and Adam's Reactions to Donna giving birth? Alright, I don't mind giving you what you ask for and thanks for the kind words. Now, let the words weave together.

Adam Wolf: Adam was always a protective man as the Head of the Wolf Family & Lord Beneviento, making sure his daughter and wife were alright but when Donna got pregnant, that protective nature grew even more. He would place his hand on her belly to feel the baby kicking or the feel the heartbeat whenever he could; he asked Heisenberg to construct walkie-talkies so that he could keep in contact with Donna in case he needed to get her something or to get to her in a hurry. When Donna went into labor, Adam ran through the snow, making sure to take his medicine so that his body wouldn't get weaker in the snow, and took the village doctor to Beneviento Manor in order to make sure the delivery was safe. When the baby was born, Adam held the infant while Donna rested, he was there while the doctor checked to make sure the baby didn't inherit his weak body - which they didn't - and the Father of House Beneviento loved his new baby but he had to share them with his eldest daughter...and she was no better than him.

Diedre Beneviento-Wolf: Diedre was always protective of her mother, knowing how the villager treated her due to her scar but the Young Lord of House Beneviento was quick to jump to her mother's defense and beat up anyone who talked about her mother; but she was careful not to do it in the sight of her mom, she didn't want her to be disappointed in her. When Diedre found out that she was going to be a sister, she was thrilled! Someone new to protect and love! Diedre went to the other lords' houses and told them the news about Donna's pregnancy and told them that she was going to be the best big sister around but the overprotective nature of her mother increased ten-fold. Diedre looked around all of the corners to make sure that none of the dolls were there so Donna wouldn't trip or accompany her to the village or Lord Meetings to make sure Donna was safe. When Donna goes into labor, Diedre was there in the room with her hand locked with her mother's while her father was getting the doctor and when the baby was born, she had to fight with her father to hold her sibling because she waited too long to be a big sister and it was her right to hold her sibling first. Adam knew that he wasn't going to win this fight and surrendered the baby, allowing Diedre to take the baby downstairs to hold her in the rocking chair before the fireplace while her mother was resting.

[snowwystree]

Meeting you again.

Just Sebastian who got a tiny hope from the Beneviento.

Snowwy : and that’s it! I thought i was going to  make it full colour but oh well the college has been bugging me for a long time. i sincerely apologize, if its not like what you expected @the-broken-truth​ !

[silenteyes]

Characters: Felix and Diedre (OCs), Diavolo and to some extent Lucifer and Asmodeus.

Warnings: None?

Fandom: Obey Me (with a mix of the game Hades if you squint)

"Oh, mother Nyx..." Diedre whispered under his breath as his own yellow eyes locked with green ones. "Oh, I am absolutely fucked."

He would say Lucifer's gaze burned from his back, but he's gotten stares way worse. Right now, he feels like he might just die if he had to spend a whole year with a son of...

"Sweetheart! Hello!"

Diedre groaned when he got close and started hugging him, in front of everybody. That demon, Asmodeus, had taken to laughing at him too. Oh, what did he do wrong in his life to deserve such treatment. He must have forsaken Lady Aphrodite in some way...

"You both know each other? That's amazing!" Diavolo had laughed out loud while clasping his hands together. It reminded him of those grandpas or dads in movies. It was absolute horrifying how the prince could be the literal carbon copy of that. He was even buff! With man... yeah no he isn't even going to unpack into that.

"Lord Diavolo, if I may ask - was this intentional? In any way?" Diedre asked while pushing the guy away. Lucifer's face was the same colour as the blood shed in Tartarus. That guy should really learn how to control his anger in some way.

"Not at all! It's a mere coincidence!" he answered, in a tone that made Diedre think it wasn't a coincidence at all.

Okay, let's go back to where it started right?

Diedre was happily eating some pomegranate seeds in the house. Achilles had just left the house after being dismissed by the demigod himself, although he would have gotten an earful from his father. Who could blame him, though? Achilles deserves to be with his beloved after so long. 

Anyways, that isn’t the point. He was eating pomegranate seeds, and was getting ready for his future brother-in-law - ahem, Thanatos to come and ask him for advice like a lovesick fool. Seriously, wasn’t Zagreus obvious enough? Even his father was sensing something, and his father is a dense bastard. 

Well, moving on. While he was wishing for some sort of miracle, he got pulled into this random portal. He could have avoided it, really, but life in the Underworld has gotten a bit boring. Well, as boring as a demigod’s life can be.

Imagine his surprise when he looks up only to be faced with demons. 

“Welcome to the Devildom. You are currently in the Royal Academy of Diavolo, also known as R.A.D! You were supposed to arrive unconscious but this’ll do!”

Diedre looked up to see a massive guy, red-haired and all. He looked around to see other people surrounding him. Had he been kidnapped? From his own home?

Welp, he could only hope he hadn’t been sent to Olympus. The name did sound familiar though...

“Yeah. Sure, being sucked in by a portal and sent to a random place called Royal Academy of Diavo- Excuse me?”

The guy - no, demon, who he was sure was Diavolo, beamed at him innocently. Oh, he wanted to punch that face so bad. He now knew why the name seemed so familiar, his brother is studying here! For a few years, or decades, or centuries. Time is odd when you’re a God(?) like Zagreus.

“Yes! Although we call it R.A.D as well! It is very long, after all,” Diavolo said with his loud voice.

Diedre narrowed his eyes at him and looked around. Everyone looked VERY interesting. He hated it. He hated this. He thought he left school when he left the mortal world. 

“I’m sorry. I should’ve started by introducing myself. My name is Diavolo. I am the ruler of all demons and -”

Diedre cut him off by raising his palm, rubbing his temple. “I know. I’ve read, um, books.”

Diavolo’s eyes brightened. “This is Lucifer. My right-hand man! He will explain everything to you in a short moment!”

Diedre made a face and stared at Lucifer. The latter stares at him with an intensity that he's used to, and so he cocks his head and does what he does best, sitting on the floor and curling up into a ball because he literally cannot deal with it.

Everyone was staring at him and he feels like he dug himself into a deeper hole when suddenly someone else arrives through portal-teleportation. The guy looked absolutely gorgeous.

That was how he got stuck in Devildom without his step-mom, his dad who he decides is better than his uncle and without Cerberus. That was also how he got stuck with a son of Aphrodite, Felix and in a realm full of demons.

He seriously wonders why he didn't just avoid that portal. His life in the realm of the dead would've been so much better.

Tagging: @royalelusts @potoostuff (OC fanfic let's go <3 Also suffered since I haven't written anything ever since the headcanon post)

[summerofspock]

Ask meme! 1, 6 & 7 💖

1. My favorite thing I wrote this year is Under Construction! It was cozy and lovely and it made me really happy to write in between bouts of illness.

6. Favorite bit of dialogue besides what I already said is this bit of Anathema dialogue from mad or well-advised and it’s mostly because so many people told me they liked it in the comments

“I figured out what it is.”

“Oh, thank goodness.”

“It’s a sex toy.”

Aziraphale blinked, as if that would correct his hearing.

“I don’t know what Crowley was trying to do with it, but this is definitely a sex toy. It was used to...I guess you’d say ‘have monogamous threesomes’? I have a book about occult sex toys. There are so many, Aziraphale. Literally so many. If you ever find an occult object and you’re not sure what it does, like seventy five percent of the time? Sex toy.”

“So, if I’m understanding correctly, the box is meant to create copies of a single person for...recreational purposes.”

“Sexual purposes,” Anathema corrected.

“Goodness gracious.”

7. Favorite bit of prose is hard! I’ve written over half a million words this year according to AO3 but a lot of through the silent wood is atmospheric and certainly prose heavy so here’s a chunk I liked with an image that sticks with me

A chill wind passed through the buildings around the square with a quiet whistle, disturbing the steam above his cider and carrying the scent of cinnamon to his nose. He glanced at Tyler where he was still directing the group of villagers by the fountain and took a fortifying sip of cider. It was, in fact, quite boozy, and the alcohol plucked sharply at the back of Aziraphale tongue.

The men by the fountain were all huddled together on their knees, furiously working on something Aziraphale couldn’t see.

“What is Mr. Tyler doing?” Aziraphale asked after another swallow of the warming drink. Neither Anathema nor Newt answered as Aziraphale moved closer to the group of men. Every one was swaddled in thick dark coats, making it difficult to understand where one man’s body ended and the other began. They spoke in hushed tones Aziraphale couldn’t make out. He turned to ask Anathema again, but she had gone off to Diedre’s stand. Aziraphale looked back at the group of men and thought of crows, of carrion birds, of cannibals.

The speakers by the fountain crackled, fading out into a harsh buzz before they cut out entirely. The men stood, forcing away Aziraphale’s morbid thoughts, and revealed the thing they had been working on.

“Good Lord,” Aziraphale breathed, dropping the styrofoam cup in his hand. The cider ran in sticky rivulets between the stones of the square as Aziraphale took a step back.

“Oh, Beatrice looks lovely this year,” a woman said from his right.

“Beatrice?” Aziraphale repeated, taking another step away.

Anathema appeared at his elbow. “Yes, for the Fall. Tyler was in charge of making her this year.”

Aziraphale glanced back at the Thing by the fountain, unable to believe it was supposed to be some simulacrum of a girl. It looked like a scarecrow, straw lashed together in bundles in an approximately human shape, matted cornsilk hair sticking out at odd angles. The worst part, the part that made Aziraphale want to turn around, to disappear into his house and forget about this festival were the eyes. Beetle black apple seeds were stuck into the straw, dead and glistening.

Thanks for asking Lydia <3 and for all your support this year

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

Birds of a Feather

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3dluJD2

by MidnightDayDream76

Raising a family is hard, raising a family when your crime lords is even harder.

A self-indulgent fanfiction of family fluff (with the occasional murder and raising of little crime lords).

Words: 1049, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Gotham (TV), Batman (Comics), Batman - All Media Types

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Oswald Cobblepot, Edward Nygma, Martin (Gotham), Enigma (DCU), Duela Dent, Harvey Dent, Jervis Tetch, Jonathan Crane, Edward the Dog (Gotham), Jim Gordon, Leslie Thompkins, Barbara Kean, Barbara Lee Gordon (Gotham TV), Nina Damfino, Olga (Gotham), Diedre Vance, Echo (DCU), Query (DCU), Selina Kyle, Ivy Pepper (Gotham), Victor Zsasz, Harvey Bullock, Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Various Other Characters

Relationships: Oswald Cobblepot/Edward Nygma, Jonathan Crane/Jervis Tetch, Jim Gordon/Leslie Thompkins, Query/Echo

Additional Tags: Family Fluff, Fluff, Murder Husbands, let them be happy, Post 5x11, 5x12 never happened, Chubby Oswald Cobblepot, Body Positivity, Hurt/Comfort, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Canon-Typical Violence, Nygmobblepot, Zsasz never betrayed Penguin, Because he's awesome, Canon Disabled Character, Past Child Abuse, Family, Father-Daughter Relationship, Father-Son Relationship, Adoptions, Families of Choice, Family Dynamics, kids being kids, friendships, Romance, Siblings, School, School Sucks, Protective Parents, Parent-Child Relationship, Domestic Fluff, Family Feels, Growing Up, Fun Uncle Zsasz, Canon Mute Character, Mental Health Issues

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3dluJD2

[celestialtrait]

The Night We Met - Lord Huron

when the night was full of terrors / And your eyes were filled with tears / When you had not touched me yet

Tristan Diedre once lived happily with his soulmate Elizabeth, but she gave up her vampirism for humanity. After she passed, Tristan swore he would never fall in love again. He spends most of his time with his cat Bella in his Forgotten Hollow Mansion. Tristan is gloomy, unflirty & a cat lover. 

If you are interested in downloading Tristan, DM me and I will upload him to the gallery and share his CC info.