#mercer the siren

[mercer-safehouse]

-rolls self around like a katamari on pandora collecting survival skills and weapon expertise and cool powers and deep sorrow and trauma-

I wanted to nail down some Looks and decided to keep both the original design and the more recent one...and have them be the same self insert years apart 8)

i’ve forgotten a lot of details but i’ve been remembering some of the stuff i planned, like the siren powers being mainly healing with some telekinesis, and my build would start with pistols then move to sniper rifles. i like elemental weapons so i probably lean maliwan??

[pocketgalaxies]

Her dead husband. I'm going to have his face. || Delilah and I have shared a brain for an incredibly long time. (for @sharkodactyl)

[radical-cat]

think Merci's long overdue for an updated ref ☀️

[sci-fi-disney-prince]

Garrett Hedlund Mini March Fic Madness

In honor of March Madness, I created this master list of Garrett Hedlund character fanfics and may update it even after March. This may not be mobile/tablet-friendly.

Note: This may not have all of the stories posted on Tumblr and/or elsewhere since I am only one person and could only find as much as I can and unfortunately get distracted by Garrett along the way.

Also, these do not belong to me. These stories belong to these lovely fanfic writers credited below and to the people behind the original source material. Do keep in mind that many of these fanfics are targeted for 18 years of age and older, so reader discretion is advised.

Tagged: @the-blind-assassin-12 (the person behind March Fic Madness 2024)

Key: ❤️‍🔥 = Smut(ty)/Explicit 🍬 = Fluff ❤️‍🩹 = Angst

Updated as of May 5, 2024

Sci-fi-Disney-prince’s G.H. Corner coming soon

Special Events

@/triplefrontier-anniversary (A fanfic and art event to celebrate Triple Frontier's 5th anniversary which is run by @romanarose and @for-a-longlongtime that goes from March 1st-March 14th. Take out the slash to go to their page)

Masterlists

Mitch Keller x F!OC Waitress Oneshot Masterlist by @marmie-noir [Content warning: violence, sex, and 18+ content] ❤️‍🔥

TriFRambles’ Masterlist by @triframbles

Delta Landscaping Mainlist by @rhoorl ❤️‍🔥

Benny Miller Masterlist by @dameronscopilot [some 🍬, some ❤️‍🔥]

Garrett Hedlund Masterlist by @dameronscopilot 🍬❤️‍🔥❤️‍🩹

Benjamin "Benny" Miller Masterlist by @musings-of-a-rose [Some Fluff, Some Angst, Some Smut, some all of the above]

FishBen Rec List by @thirstworldproblemss [Some fluff, some angst, some smut, some all of the above]

phoenixhalliwell Masterlist by @phoenixhalliwell [includes Triple Frontier guys x Gender Neutral!reader]

Individual Stories

Triple Frontier

"Every Kiss Begins With A Mistletoe" by @kittyofalltrades [Santi and Benny x Reader] ❤️‍🔥

"Not So Silent Night" by @kittyofalltrades [Benny x Reader]❤️‍🔥

"Office Party Love" by @kittyofalltrades [Benny x Reader] 🍬

Sleepy Benny by @pilothusband [Benny x Reader] 🍬

"I’m gonna keep you in love with me for a while" by @pilothusband [Benny x Reader] ❤️‍🔥

"An Unexpected Discovery" by @pilothusband [Benny x Reader]❤️‍🔥

"Benny's Favorite Librarian" by @kittyofalltrades [Benny x Reader]❤️‍🔥

"Before I Go" by @cowboystokes (deactivated) [Benny x Black!Reader (Co-Parents)]

"Drunk Poetry" by @violentdelightsandviolentends [Benny x female reader - Content warning: cursing and alcohol mention] 🍬

"I see my shot" by @writefightandflightclub [Benny x female reader - Content warnings: alcohol, mildly steamy making-out, swearing, “unrequited” feelings and implied possible public sex acts (fade to black).] ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🔥

"I've loved you three summers now, honey, I want them all." by @bullet-prooflove [Benny x Reader]

"Disinhibition" by @busycryin [Benny x Reader - Content warning: Injury, bad words, mentions of sex] 🍬

"Slow Motion" by @miss-beep-beep [Benny x Viet!OFC - Content Warning - some cursing and kisses] 🍬❤️‍🩹

Four Brothers

"Hopper saves a boy’s pieces, Joyce puts him back together" by @imeanwhynotbruv (Jack Mercer Stranger Things AU/crossover - TW: abuse)

"Number" by @jackmercerenthuiast (Jack Mercer x Reader - Content warning: Mentions of drugs, alcohol, suggestive language, and gang violence)

Tron: Legacy

"Masks" by @ivorydragoness44 [Sam Flynn x Reader] ❤️‍🩹

"iii. morning kisses. waking up next to your significant other and pulling them up and capturing their lips to yours." by @solar-siren [Sam Flynn x Tron] 🍬

Tulsa King

More from other movies/shows/projects in the new masterlist

[shelovesaesthetics]

⋆♱✮♱⋆ 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 ⋆♱✮♱

𝒌𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒖 𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒔' 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔:

johnny utah, neo, jack traven & john wick: 'tragic hero' lovers - they would fight for your love undoubtedly, "sacrificing" themselves for the sake of the relationship

david allen griffin: 'yandere' lover - beguiling, male siren; psychotically obsessed, will literally kill anyone who gets in their way in favour of your love. probably stalk or kidnap you if he had to. he doesn't take no for an answer, he WILL get you and you WILL comply to him and his warped fantasies

ted logan: 'high school sweetheart' lover - innocent, goofy, dorky, neurodivergent boyfriend that cherishes you cutely as the "bodacious babe" you are, gradually growing up with you and marrying later on, solidifying the 'excellence'. childhood sweethearts....

you'll also have a daughter called Billie (i know, just don't ask.)

kevin lomax, donnie barksdale & johnny silverhand: 'toxic' lovers - first two are both dangerous men who will jeopardise the relationship selfishly for themselves. one is a greedy lawyer who sold his soul and one is a hillbilly redneck who's a serial wife-beater & racist. one, however, is just a sleazy foul-mouthed terrorist who holds strong radical, anti-mainstream beliefs. he's not dangerous like the other two but he is not a nice guy

julian mercer: 'the ideal type' lover - this guy is an all-in-one, a dream come true, sent from heaven, everything you'd wish in a man is him. he is perfect. husband material core, the dream man ™

alex wyler: 'soulmate' lover - predestined love wandering aimlessly in an alternate world. your souls are meant for each other but you just don't know yet or you don't exist in the same timeline

john constantine: 'secret' lover - he has a deep crush on you but doesn't tell you, for some reason. probably because of his ego to just maintain that cool guy aura, or he's just a shy guy

scott favour: 'friends with benefits/affair' lover - a short bittersweet romance that was full of deep sensuality & soulful friendship but he'd eventually break it off to go back to his wealthy life. don't be too disheartened, he still misses you

matt & rupert marshetta: 'typical teenage' lover - you guys were best friends but decided to turn that spark into romance. you're both teenagers and most likely aware of the notoriously short expiry dates of young adolescent love but it's nice to live in the moment

[smurphyse]

Angel | Spencer Reid

Smurph’s Masterlist | Series Masterlist

Chapter 17 of Operation: Sand Leopard

Warnings: canon typical stories, Christmas visits, crying, happy hugs fear, espionage, confessions

Summary: Spencer arrives in America and struggles to sleep. You finally tell Alijah who Angel really is.

The flight to Anacostia-Bolling air base in DC was agonizingly long, and somehow seemed longer than the flight to Iraq. 

The unit met their families at the hangar- Garrett with his four daughters and much more handsome husband than Spencer expected, Morello with his son and pregnant wife, Peanut with her mother and three younger siblings, and Barretti with his parents. 

Spencer hadn't told the BAU he was coming home. He wanted to surprise them tomorrow at Rossi’s house for their pre-Christmas dinner. 

He took a cab through familiar streets to his familiar apartment, flurries swirling around until he was standing outside the building in the December snow and gazing up at it curiously. Everything looked the same, but he knew as he stood there that he no longer was. Iraq had changed him, and with his gunny pack on one shoulder and his dog tags hanging around his neck, he was out of place. 

It was late, the entranceway dark and gloomy as the stairs loomed ominously before him. It was a journey in itself walking up them, taking a trip into the not so distant past but feeling as though he'd aged ten years. As he got to his floor he stood in front of his door, chewing on his cheek. 

He was an intruder in the night, slinking into a place he shouldn't be, a place he didn't belong. 

Sliding the key in the lock, the familiar smell of aged books and leather plumed on the other side. He opened the door and flicked on the lights, furrowing his brows at the sight. 

His old couch stood in the same place, his desk and record player in one corner. Books were scattered all around, on shelves and tables and the floor. The lamps glowed dimly in the small place, but it was much bigger than he felt comfortable with. He missed his CHU. 

Spencer sighed as he shut and locked the door behind him. He kicked a few books aside as he made his way to the bedroom, tossing his gunny pack at the foot of the bed and falling face first into the mattress. 

He didn't even take off his boots as he curled up, staring at the window through to the cityscape outside. The sounds of Bombaconda gave way to honking horns and sirens, gunfire and IEDs washed away with the far off desert. With horror, Spencer realized he missed the sounds of baselife. 

He also missed you, curled up next to him and sweating in the night. It was cold and dark here, a far cry from the Iraqi heat and blazing sun. Spencer closed his eyes and tried to imagine your sticky warmth bleeding through his cargos and cotton tee, the scent of your flowery perfume and sweat, your hair tickling his nose. 

But you were six thousand, one hundred ninety eight and a half miles away, probably just waking up in your CHU and going about your day without your team. He wondered if you'd gone to the DFAC with Mercer, or if you sat alone in your trailer instead. He almost hoped you went to the DFAC. 

He was restless, tossing and turning as he struggled to get comfortable. At first he thought it was the heavy blanket, so with a grunt Spencer threw it on the floor, but it didn't work. 

The fan above Spencer's head was still, so he turned it on, but the soft hum was too quiet compared to the constant whirring of the pop vent in his CHU. Spencer even threw his pillows from the bed, but an hour later he still couldn't sleep. 

Then your voice came to the surface, tired and weary all those months ago when you muttered in the dimming light. 

It gets better. You get used to all the noises, and when you go home you'll find that's when you can't sleep. The city's too quiet, the bed's too soft, the food has too much flavor. 

Spencer hated how you were always right. 

Groaning as he sat up, Spencer ambled off the bed and got down on the carpet. Stuffing one of the errant pillows under his head, his eyes drooped as he watched the fan some more. 

Your smirk flashed before him just before he hit the dark undertow of sleep, and Spencer ended his long day the way he started it. 

Grinning like a fiend. 

You didn't sleep a wink. 

Instead, you spent all night with Mercer at the bonfire pit, letting the crackle of the flames drown out your planning and whispers in the night. 

You were exposed, and who knew how many of your team's missions were queueing up to be used against you. Your greatest fear had come true, that once more your future would slip from your grasp. 

You weren't going to let that happen. Not this time. 

"Why do you come to see me?"

You looked up from your spot on the floor, only to see Alijah watching you expectantly. Your heart swelled painfully in your chest every time you looked at her. 

Since deciding a few months ago you were going to adopt Alijah and Sivan, you'd been coming to visit again. You started slow, only coming a few times a week, and now you came every day. Your plan had changed…again. 

Instead of playing the good cop bad cop with her, you were going to earn her trust the way Teddy and Spencer had, simply by talking to her. If she was going to come home with you, she needed to see you as Teddy had presented you. As a mother, a friend, someone to lean on. 

You clicked your teeth and shrugged, "Maybe I like you, Alijah."

She squinted at you, "I said I don't like you."

You smiled, her English had improved so much because of Spencer. Pride poured through your soul, flooding you with a fierce protectiveness you were more than happy to have return. 

"That's okay."

Alijah leaned back against the wall and continued her little scrunched up squinting, "I like you a little now."

"Okay," you said quietly. 

"When will you let me see Teddy again?" she asked in a small voice, looking to you hopefully. 

You sighed and glanced down at your hands, "Alijah, you can't see Teddy again."

"Is he dead?"

When you met her dark gaze, she had her arms crossed protectively over her small chest. Feeling brave, you got up enough to move to the cot, sitting next to her and leaning against the wall yourself. 

She seemed to understand, her chin wobbling as she began to cry. Alijah dropped her head in her hands as a sob broke free, shattering your heart. You reached out slowly and wrapped your arm around her shoulders, and when she let you pull her to your chest tears of your own began to spill down your cheeks. 

Setting your jaw on her covered head, you whispered tearfully, "I'm sorry. He's not coming back."

"What happened?" Alijah burst out in Kurdish. She wept in your arms, her small desperate hands clinging to you to ground her. 

"It was an accident," you replied back in her mother tongue, your voice trembling. You lied to her. She didn't need to know. "He was a soldier. Things happen."

Alijah pulled back, her watery eyes wide. "What about Angel?"

Was it the time to tell her? Would it ever be? Sighing, you leaned over to the last Redwall book in the pile near her cot. The rest of them nearly tumbled over as you tugged it away. With shaky hands, you flipped it open to the back cover and handed it to her. 

She took it cautiously. You watched nervously as she read the words you'd written there so long ago, when all you wanted was to welcome this poor child into a happy home with you and Teddy. 

Alijah,

I wish I could have gone on this journey with you. Maybe by the time you finish these books you'll already be home with me, and we'll have finished them together. I've spent years reading and rereading these words, countless hours hunched over the paper and drinking in each sweet line. These books showed me the wonder of the world, that while destiny is important… We make our own ways in life. 

You're going to do great things. My sweet girl, I cannot wait to hold you in my arms and know that you're safe with me. I love you already. I always will. 

Xoxo, Y/N

Aka Angel <3

You'd drawn a heart next to your name in a last ditch flourish to come across as a mother. In truth, you'd been so nervous to be one, but the closer it came the more you'd solidified it in your mind. You would have done anything for Alijah. You still would. 

She looked up slowly from the book, a flurry of emotions raging behind her dark eyes. Tears stained my cheeks as you watched her back. Regret coursed through your veins. 

"I came back to Iraq for you," you whispered, your voice shaking. "After Teddy died… I didn’t want to love you anymore, but I did. I do. This is the only way I knew how to protect you.

"When I found out about Sivan, I knew I needed to get to her before bringing you home," you finished tearfully, struggling to continue to look her in the eyes. But you kept strong. "I'm going to get you home. I'm sorry I had to keep you here, Alijah. I'm so sorry that I did this to you."

Alijah closed the book, holding it on her lap. Her jaw worked as she thought long and hard about this revelation. Her eyes searched the charged air between us as she followed her train of thought. Finally, she opened her mouth. 

"I don't think I will ever forgive you."

Your heart shattered into a million pieces, but you understood. You nodded slowly, "I'm still going to take you home. I will make sure you're safe, but…"

You trailed off with your mind churning. Taking a deep breath, you closed your eyes to calm the shaking deep in your bones. When you opened them, you knew they blazed, as Alijah seemed taken aback by the fire there. 

"I have a plan, and I need your help. If it works, we'll get the funding to go find Sivan and bring you to the States. As much as you don't like me, I need you to trust me. To trust Spencer. It all hinges on you and him."

Her own gaze turned fierce. When her hand rubbed over her empty belly, a thunderous crack burst through your core in grief. 

"I trust Spencer. Tell me what I need to do."

Spencer finally woke about ten hours later, struggling to remember where he was. Grunting in pain after sleeping on a hard floor in his forties, he squirmed onto his belly until he could see the alarm clock. 

6:56 p.m.

He was running late. Dinner started at Rossi's at seven. Scrambling to his feet, Spencer kicked off his boots, shucked his clothes, and hopped in the shower. The hot water had much better pressure than his CHU, and he closed his eyes and reveled in the feeling of it beating his muscles until they eased up. 

When he opened them, he spotted his old shampoo and conditioner bottles, his body wash from four months ago still sitting in the same spot he'd left them the morning he left for Iraq. It was such a strange feeling, familiar but off. Like he didn't belong here and was showering at some strangers. 

He popped one open and sniffed it, flinching at the harsh scent of cinnamon. He'd only brought along his cologne to Iraq as they frowned on outside products except for a few. Making a face, Spencer stepped out of the shower and tossed it in the bin and went for his gunny pack for the scentless ones he'd bought at the post exchange and went back in. 

When he was finished, he got out and stood in a towel in front of his closet. Four months ago, his soft silks and expensive blend clothing had soothed his raging mind as he got often overwhelmed with clothing tags and scratchy fabrics. Now, when he touched them, they were too soft. He felt naked with them, so he opted for a pair of cargo pants and a black tee, and a coat for the DC winter. 

Spencer had at least the forethought to charge his long dead cell phone, knowing you had his number and wanted to call. He stuffed it in one of his thousand pockets, grabbing his Homeland badge, then his gun. 

He was almost at the door before he put it safely back in the nightstand. He wouldn't be needing it here. 

The city was alive with people making last minute trips to shops as his cab ambled along through the night. Lamplight flooded the streets, washing them all in a white yellow glow. He found himself missing the bright harsh lights of the base, as these didn't let him see too far into the night. 

Spencer paid the cabbie and walked up Rossi's front walkway. His hand touched the doorknob, spotting everyone's cars in the driveway. He knew this mansion by heart now, the way it sprawled along Rossi's expansive land, but he felt so out of place. 

Should he knock? Knowing the team they might be offended if he showed such little familiarity, so he softly turned it and stepped inside. Voices echoed along the marble as he came in like an intruder in the night, his anxiety only growing under his skin. 

Walking quietly so his heavy boots didn't thump along the hardwood, Spencer made his way through the kitchen and to the dining room. The voices grew louder, and he adjusted his pack nervously on his shoulder. He turned the corner to see a welcome sight before him. 

JJ, Will, and the kids sat on one end of the room with Garcia and Luke, who were of course nearly draped across one another. Emily and Tara laughed into their wine glasses before a mountain of food and ham. Matt, his wife and kids sat near JJ's family. Even Morgan was there with Savannah and Hank. Rossi sat with his back to him, but none seemed to notice him. 

He knocked lightly on the doorframe, "Room for one more?"

Silence fell over the room as they finally spotted him with jaws dropped. Then a chorus of cheers broke out through the room.

"Oh my god!" Garcia burst finally, jumping up from her chair. In an instant, everyone seemed to launch from their spots and surround him, and he was in a group hug he hadn't had in a long, long time. 

He tried not to let it overwhelm him, as he hadn't been touched this much in a while. There were a lot of tears and happy laughs, and soon enough he was deposited in a chair next to Rossi and Emily. JJ piled a lot of food on a plate in her maternal fashion, pushed a fork and knife in his hands and ordered him to eat. 

Your words came back to him again as he took his first bite of ham, the food has too much flavor. Spencer choked it down with a forced smile, but it was almost too much. 

"How long are you back?" Garcia nearly demanded, her eyes alight with worry. Everyone's eyes were trained on him, and it was all he had not to wilt under the weight. 

"I'm leaving the twenty-seventh."

"You're going back?" JJ asked quietly. Hurt washed over her, but he just nodded. 

"I'm doing good work over there. Plus, I actually like it," he replied softly, but with conviction. He didn't need them trying to convince him to stay. 

Morgan came up behind him and set a heavy pair of hands on his shoulders, "I can't believe it. Pretty boy became a soldier, and look at this hair!"

He ruffled Spencer's long locks, which he admitted to himself were getting too far past his shoulders. Spencer decided to throw JJ a bone since she used to cut his hair for him as he didn't like strangers touching him. "Speaking of which, could you give me a trim before I go?"

"Didn't want a flat top?" Luke smirked. He leaned back in his chair with his arm around Penelope's. "The barber shops on base don't give the best cuts."

"Yeah, the last thing I wanted was to look like Garrett," he told them sheepishly. "Guy wears that thing like a badge of honor."

"What all have you been doing over there?" Tara asked lightly. Thankfully, she hadn't bombarded him with too many hugs and kisses. Tara was always good about respecting his boundaries. 

"I can't talk about much, but I've seen a lot. Speaking of which, I got you all something!" Spencer excitedly remembered. He hadn't shipped his Christmas presents since he wanted his visit to be a surprise. 

They eventually moved to the parlor, opening presents and chatting idly. Emily gave him some sparkling grape juice that the kids drank since he didn't drink alcohol, and JJ clung tightly to his side, never letting him too far out of her sight as though he may disappear. 

Spencer told them a bit about base life, which Luke backed him up on, taking the sting out of some of the harsher realities of it when Spencer accidentally let something slip. He talked about the villages and merchant streets he'd been to, the mountains he'd seen. He even lamented about having to go to the bathroom outside and how grateful he was for Barreti and his spare teepee. 

He talked about the unit. He talked about you. He couldn't talk about Alijah, so he didn't. He told them how hard you were on him, pushing him to be better and stronger, that you never let up. You had high expectations, and even though it had been difficult to meet them, he would never stop trying to exceed them. 

Eventually he found himself in one of the rooms with just Derek, Rossi, Luke and Will. Savannah and JJ had taken the kids to bed for the night, but Matt and his family had to travel out of state so they'd left early while the rest of them expected to stay at Rossi's overnight. 

"I'll tell you what, kid," Rossi mumbled into his scotch. They'd all been drinking pretty heavily for the last few hours, and it was nearing midnight. "They didn't have bases like that when I was in the Corps. The desert? We were in the jungle mostly. It's a whole new world out there."

"It's not so bad," Spencer replied with a soft smile. He was the only sober one there, and he kept anxiously checking his phone for your call. 

"It's called Bombaconda, Reid," Morgan pointed out, angling his beer bottle toward him. "Weren't you scared out there?"

Spencer and Luke shared a knowing look as he'd been there before joining the FBI. Spencer nodded, "At first, but with the unit I was fine. I got into a fight my first week with that jackass Mercer who took me to the DoD meetings and his team, and they backed me up even though they barely knew me."

"You got into a fight?" Luke asked, clearly impressed. 

Spencer chuckled, "I didn't throw the first punch, but I dislocated my nose. Agent Y/N put it back for me after chewing them all out."

"Since then, it's just been us all working together. I feel like we all bonded a lot after all we've gone through. I trust them with my life."

"You have to in a place like that. If you can't trust your team, who can you trust?" Rossi agreed. "There's very few bonds as strong as a unit's. I still talk with mine from Vietnam."

"Do you know when you're coming back for good?" Morgan asked. "Everyone misses you."

Spencer felt caught suddenly, because he didn't even really want to come back. He wanted to stay with you and the unit for as long as it took. He clicked his teeth and sighed, "I don't know… Y/N and I are working on something big. When it's finished, she's retiring. I'm not coming home until we're done."

"She's real pretty," Rossi chuckled, and Luke made a face like he did over video calls each time someone called you hot, like you were his sister. "You like this girl?"

Heat rushed to his cheeks, but he was powerless to hide the smile that cracked open on his sunburned face. Spencer nodded, "I do actually. It's… new, but we talked and when we get back we want to try being together. I don't know if it'll work out, but I really hope it does."

He didn't tell them he loved you. He didn't want a lecture. 

Eventually, they all turned in for the night. Spencer was growing worried, as you still hadn't called. It would be mid morning for you by the time he nestled into his spot on Rossi's couch, giving everyone else their own rooms with their partners and kids. 

But sleep wanted to take him, and he couldn't stop it. The exhaustion of the last days and months caught up to him now that he was home with his family, but his dreams were filled with you and Alijah, of Sivan and his image of her from the locket. 

He dreamed of a future, a life.

Together. 

Notes: *GASP*What do you think reader's plan is???

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[seantaeanewgenie]

Shantae: A New Genie Fancast

These are the voices I imagined for the characters in my Shantae fanfic. This includes characters created for the fanfic (like Esmeralda).

Shantae - Cristina Vee (Original Voice)

Mia (NPC) - Tara Strong (Bubbles; The Powerpuff Girls)

The Mayor (Scuttlebutt) - Dan Russell (Richard Waterson; The Amazing World of Gumball)

Mimic - J. K. Simmons (Tenzin; The Legend of Korra)

Risky Boots - Cristina Vee (Original Voice)

Jack / The Pirate Master - Steve Blum (Vilgax; Ben 10 Original Series)

Bolo - Jack DeSana (Sokka; Avatar: The Last Airbender)

Harmony - Kiana Madeira (Kara Zor-El / Supergirl; My Adventures with Superman)

Aaron (Harmony's father) - Mathew Mercer (Jotaro Kujo; JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure)

Emma (Chef Girl) - Eden Sher (Star Butterfly; Star vs. the Forces of Evil)

Serena (Harmony's mother) - Grey Delisle (Rebecca Holiday; Generator Rex)

Ana (Shantae's Mother) - Janet Varney (Korra; The Legend of Korra)

Karnov (Shantae's Father) - Fred Tatasciore (Buff Frog; Star vs the Forces of Evil)

Holly Lingerbean - Kari Wahlgren (Charmcaster; Ben 10: Alien Force)

Sky - Ashley Johnson (Gwen Tennyson; Ben 10: Alien Force)

Rottytops - Brittany Lauda (Foo Fighters; JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure)

Iris / Empress Siren - Nancy Linari (Aunt May; Marvel's Spider-Man (2018))

Vera - Laura Stahl (Bea; Pokémon: Twilight Wings)

Agnes / Angler Fish Siren - Tara Strong (Truffles; Chowder)

Molly / Coral Siren - Shelby Rabara (Peridot; Steven Universe)

Nora / Lobster Siren - Kira Buckland (Kyoko; River City Girls)

Aja (Vera's mother) - Tiana Camacho (Ermes Costello; JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure)

Squid Baron - Tom Kenny (Ice King; Adventure Time)

Young Jack - Steve Blum (Spike Spiegal; Cowboy Bebop)

Cherami - Wendie Malick (Eda; The Owl House)

Ignatius / Techno Baron - Tom Kenny (Doctor Octopus; Ultimate Spider-Man)

Genie Queen Esmeralda - Patti LuPone (Yellow Diamon; Steven Universe)

Cristina Vee is too iconic as Shantae and Risky, so I kept her in the role. With Vera, it's pretty funny because it's actually the same actress as before, but I just preferred her Bea voice from Pokemon: Twilight Wings.

I had wanted to go for a creepy feel for Techno Baron, so that's why he's got Ultimate Doc Ock's voice. With the Pirate Master, I wanted to pick an actor who could do a normal guy's voice (before he became the Pirate Master) and an almost demonic sounding voice. So that's why I picked Steve Blum for both versions of him.

[zahri-melitor]

DC Universe Holiday Special #1 (2008)

Another of my favourite Christmas Specials.

The Man In Red – Santa Claus. An origin story for Santa Claus, modelled on Clark’s histoy. (Hits all the beats of a Last Son of Krypton recounting)

Somewhere Beyond the Sea – Aquaman! You know who I haven’t seen in any of the compilations yet? Arthur! We’ve had Garth, but no Arthur. In any case this is uh quite a story. Arthur rescues a couple lost at sea in a boat, the woman extremely pregnant. He's guided to shore by his father's lighthouse...only to realise it was a star behind the lighthouse, not the lighthouse itself. When the couple gets ashore they're met by two men 'dressed like kings' (this is the point when I groaned). Yes, Arthur's the third Magi/Wise Man here.

Instinctively, willingly, I join them and knee before her and her unborn child. I look at the other men, who came bearing gifts. I feel ashamed because... "I'm sorry. I have no gifts to give." "No, Sea King, you gave me the most important gift of all." They walk away. I know I will never see her again, never meet her child, I should feel empty, but this is the most special of nights. I fight every urge to join them. Instead I make my way to my one true home, the sea.

Good King Wenceslas – this is a Paul Dini and Dustin Nguyen team, if you need selling on it. It's just the main verses of the Christmas Carol, but it's done as an Elseworlds where the King is the Bat and the Page is a Robin (The peasant is Alfred).

A Day Without Sirens – Commissioner Gordon, Batman, Oracle. The premise is the city bands together for a day without the need for emergency calls or police intervention. Jim gets a little bit of hope (Oracle actually diverted the phones for a day and had Supergirl doing all the work, as a Christmas present for her dad).

Reminiscent of and in conversation with The Silent Night of the Batman from Batman #219.

It’s a Wonderful Night – Nightwing and Robin. This one I know inside and out. Tim goes to a Christmas Eve showing of It’s a Wonderful Life because it was Jack’s favourite Christmas movie. He runs into Owen Mercer there for the same reason, which makes things awkward as their dads killed each other. Dick, who’s been looking for Tim, arrives and gives Tim his Christmas present: one of Dick’s original costumes, a gift that he manages to sneak in RIGHT under the deadline of oncoming events, as Battle for the Cowl starts only three months later.

Christmas With The Beetles – Blue Beetle. The story of four generations of a criminal family and breaking the cycle, through the lens of three generations of Blue Beetle. (It's sweet. It's exactly the sort of ethos I love to see in a Blue Beetle story).

An Angel Told Me – Huntress. 'Teacher!Helena and her students'. In this one Helena lends a hand to one of her students, Alejandro, who is about to be suspended for bullying and who has an abusive homelife. She gets the kid's father locked up for drug possession and illegal firearms, so he'll be placed in care with his grandmother, and gets his suspension transferred to helping her with the 'Reach' program, which is community assistance for disabled students. (The depiction of autism in this is very stereotyped, and it's clearly not the ONLY disability in play)

The Night Before Christmas – Teen Titans. They all go to a Christmas market.

Jaime and Traci are an adorable couple in this.

But the meat of the story is Cassie and Tim, who are both more settled now, after One Year Later has finally fully spooled out, and able to talk about their losses.

(Also I've always adored the art and colour in this story, which is by Michael Dimotta and of a style you really don't see in superhero comics much)

Party Animal – JLA. John Stewart and Roy Harper capture Shaggyman right during the start of the JLA holiday party. Vixen, who's organising it, orders them both up there asap so the two decide to bring Shaggy along.

It's very much an office party.

Let There Be Light – Doctor Light. This is basically a character history piece of Kimiyo Hoshi for people unfamiliar with her backstory and motivations. The villain fight she's in knocks out the Metropolis power grid, so Doctor Light turns it back on.

[invisibleraven]

I'm gonna be mean and ask for [ CRY ] for Willex.

The last thing Willie expects when he rolls out of bed Thursday morning is the fucking end of the world.

Except he can hear air raid sirens and the distant sounds of screams. Looking out his window he can see fire in the horizon and a whole lot of smoke that is a distinctly greenish hue.

Cause for a little fucking panic, to be sure.

He get dressed and packs a bag full of things he's sure he'll need. There's no sign of Caleb anywhere, but he often falls asleep at his desk at the club, and all Willie can hope for is that the strip is relatively untouched. He flicks on the news, but it's just more scenes of destruction and devastation with little explanation, so he quickly turns it off again.

Phone lines are down, as is the internet, Willie isn't holding out hope for the power much longer. Realistically, he knows he could stay here. Caleb's house is pretty well protected, high up on the hills with few other residences surrounding it. But he also doesn't relish staying here when the looters show up or when that sickly looking smoke gets any closer.

If he's gonna die, he's doing it with friends.

Laden down with supplies, and the knife he kept from his street kids days, plus the mace that Caleb insisted he carry, no matter how illegal, Willie leaves the house. Keeps the key around his neck in hopes that one day he'll be able to come back. Hops on his board and goes.

He passes by a lot of abandoned cars, and a few bodies that he quickly moves on from. He's not keen on touching them, goodness knows what's going on, and he doesn't really need that curiosity sated right about now.

Right now all he cares about is finding Alex.

God, Alex. His anxiety must be skyrocketing right about now. He hopes that he's with Luke and Reggie who can talk him down, at least keep the hyperventilating to a minimum. He decides to head for the garage first, as he's pretty sure the guys had band practise scheduled for today, and that Alex isn't trapped with his terrible parents.

The Mercers would probably blame gay people and the rise of liberal media for this-not a place you wanna be trapped when the world is falling down around you. Willie is fine with people believing in whatever they want, but he doesn't think feeble prayers and condemnation of people will do much to help the situation.

The road to Los Feliz is pretty bad, and worryingly empty. Well there's a few fires, and more corpses. But there's no people, no one looting or fleeing or even panicking in the streets. He passes through Silver Lake and sees the beachfront has been decimated. Nothing but crumbling foundations and burnt wood left. Willie really hopes Reggie wasn't home when this happened.

The Molina house is still standing, somehow.

The garage is empty, locked up tight, so Willie goes up to the main house, pounding frantically on the door. Bounces on his toes as he waits, hopes against hope that his friends are all here. Finally he hears the turn of the locks, and the door flings open. Ray is standing there, urging him inside.

"Hi Willie. They're up in Julie's room."

Willie shoots the man a grateful smile but takes the stairs two at a time. Flings open Julie's door, panting for breath. Flynn and Carrie are cuddled up on Julie's yellow loveseat, clinging to each other. Reggie is making snow angels in Julie's duvet while Luke sits in her beanbag, strumming his acoustic. Julie is at her desk, tossing lyrics at him.

And there, sitting by the window, is...

"Alex," Willie breathes out.

The drummer looks up and a smile breaks his face. "Willie!" He rushes over, taking Willie into his arms, hugging him tight. And Willie is so relieved he starts to cry. Clinging to Alex like a lifeline, soaking his shirt with tears as everything crashes down on him.

There will be time to ensure everyone else is okay, to find out what's going on, to make plans. But for now, Willie just holds onto Alex and lets himself weep, Alex rubbing his back and whispering reassurances into his hair.

It's the end of the world as he knows it, but right here in Alex's arms? Willie feels fine.

[exandrianpunk]

C3 e54 First Half

my thoughts and favorite moments :)

i'm super excited for Midst!!! it seems like it'll be very unique and interesting

this is the group's first time actually being recognized for their heroics, m9 had this sorta moment way earlier in Allfield.

"i feel like this is the first time anyone's looked at us and liked us"

"we had a quick fling don't tell Deanna"

form a mega bot!!

"it's Exandria... from a distance... it's a globe"

"he believes the earth is flat?" "it's a whole fucking thing"

the look on Matt's face when he says "... and it's spherical"

the looks of fear when Matt starts describing FRIDA's legs in the dream, you can see Laura and Travis doing WTF eyes at each other

"a child... I haven't thought about that in a long time" cue the Travis alarm siren dance in my brain

YA'LL he was a nanny-bot *instant tears*

"why do you help always?" *sobbing intensifies*

FRIDA is trying so hard to follow FCG's logic and its so painful for them and i feel that deeply

"is that OUR Matthew Mercer?" it abso-fucking-lutely is

"i can't get behind big parma"

"before you do whatever you're gonna do with him please let me leave the bedroom" good thinking FRIDA

"this is her worship, is her care for people" cooking is absolutely a love language and I love that for Deanna

i am in desperate need of art of Chet following his nose to Deanna's cooking it's so wholesome

"this is the day" Sam my dude you are in trouble

"no offense, it's like an exe's, you don't wanna go in there" he says, standing next to his ex in her house

KNIT BEARD!!! oh no it's a face merkin

"we gotta have a safe word, you still remember the old one?"

the return of pocket bacon!!!

FCG = fantasy healer companion cleric / food processing unit

"can i assist with the twinkle check?"

Drixlitch has to be related to Taryon

Laura casts guidance by reminding others to cast it on themselves

the cast is gunna get a cease and desist from Werther's one of these days

[papcrrings-arch]

Violentine’s Day Plotting/Starter Call Part 1

Below the cut, you will find plots for half my muses for the event. Please reply with any starters you would like (specify for who) or like and I’ll message you about plots. If we have already discussed starters for our pairs, no need to reply but feel free to like for further plotting or reply for starters !!

Alex Mercer

Paired With Willie 

Current Plots: Alex is too pure for this. He will try to fight it as much as possible and will probably do more running than trying to kill.  No plans for him to die and definitely not to kill Willie.

Starter Ideas: Friends (can establish connections) who he bumps into before his date or during it if Willie steps away, people who help him hide after the spell hit, Boo Boo Stewart doppelgangers he might mistake for Willie, any random thread to make new connections. 

Starters to Write: Willie (1/6)

Bianca Barclay

Paired With Kendra Dumbledore

Current Plots: Will use siren song to get anyone to do what she wants. Plans to kill Kendra and will help others beforehand.

Stater Ideas: Friends who she runs into before or during the “date”, Cystal Reed doppelgangers that she may mistake for Kendra, someone to plot killing with (she will help or accept help).

Starters to Write: Xavier Thorpe, Yoon Chi Woo, Kendra Dumbledore (3/6)

Caroline Forbes Salvatore

Paired with Stefan Salvatore

Current Plots: Think Humanity-less Caroline from TVD. She will have all sorts of messed up things in her head but her and Stefan will be evenly matched so she may find someone she can manipulate into helping he or someone conniving enough to help anyway. No plans for her to die or kill Stefan.

Starter Ideas: Her friends before or during the spell, someone who she can manipulate or will help her with the killing or someone who is conniving enough anyway, she may help others too (likely someone she already knows), random plots for new connections.

Starter to Write: Bonnie Bennett (1/6)

Cato Hadley

Paired with Clove Kentwell

Current Plots: Boy is already a killer psycho now that he’s aware and he will take every advantage of this spell to get Clove aware too so he can have his psycho partner. He probably has plans to do that even before the spell tbh. Plans to kill her by the end of the plot.

Starter Ideas: People he knows who he runs into before the spell, he won’t ask for help killing but once the deed is done he will absolutely want to help others carry out any murders, random threads for new connections (evil ones are encouraged).

Starter to Write: Tatum Riley, Zoya Nazyalensky (2/6)

Charlotte La Bouff

Paired with Claudia

Current Plots: TBD

Starter Ideas: Some very amusing threads with this pint-sized powerhouse letting out internalised rage that she doesn’t express because it isn’t ladylike (you know you wanna interact with that lol), people she runs into before or during the spell, random new connection threads.

Starters to Write: Marie O’Malley (1/6)

Effie Trinket

Paired with Sersi

Current Plots: Also has a lot of internalised rage that usually comes out in passive aggressive comments but is now full blown violence. Not going to kill Sersi but will do some serious damage given the chance.

Starter Ideas: Gimme some Hunger Games muses, it’ll be like Effie is in the arena herself and I think it’d be interesting, anyone who may help her kill, random threads for new connections.

Starter to Write: ?? (0/6)

Felicity McKinnon

Paired with Stitch Pelekai

Current Plots: Has enough fight in her to not use a killing curse but will use some dark spells and hexes on her partner but they are indestructible so Stitch wins and seriously injures her until she looks dead and snaps out of it. She will have a full blown bad time after this because she would hate that she used dark magic.

Starter Ideas: People she runs into before or during the spell starts, other witches/wizards who she could get spell ideas from, other random threads for new connections.

Starters to Write: Marlene McKinnon, Rabastan Lestrange (2/6)

Fiyero Tigelaar

Paired with Kaiden Monsula

Current Plots: Fiyero will put up a fight and may or may not take out Kaiden. He’ll be pretty guilty after though. To be honest, the whole thing is going to be very confusing for him because it’s his first big event since arriving here.

Starter Ideas: People he meets before and while out on the date (he needs new friends), Matthew Daddario doppelgangers that he mistakes for Kaiden, random threads for new connections.

Starters to Write: Kaiden Monsula, Josh Washington (2/6)

Frank Longbottom

Paired with Alice Longbottom

Current Plots: Frank is going to end dying during this event. He’ll fight it out with Alice, while also trying to fight it (and failing), but he loses.

Starter Ideas: Threads from before the spell affected him, threads to help him hide from Alice perhaps while he tries to fight it, random threads for current and new connections.

Starters to Write: ?? (0/6)

Heather Duke

Paired with Mara Jade

Current Plots: Heather is gonna have a near death experience where Mara thinks she’s dead and drops her off at the hospital when she snaps out of it. Heather will fight until she can’t anymore though, she is viscious af.

Starter Ideas: Threads before or during the spell for current and new connections, any redheads that Heather might momentarily mistake for Mara, surgeons/doctors who help look after her at the hospital.

Starters to Write: ?? (0/6)

Henry Turner

Paired with Choi Nam Ra

Current Plots: TBD (but I think probably put up a fight but lose. However, no decisions on dying or killing or not)

Starter Ideas: Literally any threads for current or new connections, he needs to know more people, anyone who could help him defeat Nam Ra (unsuccessfully but you know), anyone with a pirate connection that he might help for that reason.

Starters to Write: Patia Por’co (1/6)

Isaac Lahey

Paired with Cora Hale

Current Plots: Poor Isaac is gonna turn all viscious werewolf and hurt the woman he loves. He is going to be distraught after he snaps out of it.

Starter Ideas: People he runs into before or during the date, Adelaide Kane doppelgangers he may mistake for Cora, friends who find him after he kills Cora to help and have to help him through his breakdown.

Starters to Write: Peter Hale, Eliot Alderson (2/6)

[bigfan-fanfic]

Do you think Batdad has his own version of the Gotham City Sirens? Like two Villains he teams up with or just generally hang out with?

I tried to look through Batman's Rogues' Gallery for this. Really nobody jumps out at me as people Batdad would likely team up with and/or hang out with on the regs. While he is very empathetic and does try to help reform several villains, I don't see him hanging out with them much Let's go for some likely candidates and go from there, eh?

Calvin Rose (Talon) - an assassin-slave of the Court of Owls who broke free of their control and ran away, eventually returning to Gotham and being recaptured and controlled again through blackmail - I think there's enough in him that Batdad would be able to help, to get him free and help him destroy what's left of the Court of Owls. And after, Calvin would likely remain as a friend/bodyguard.

Owen Mercer (Captain Boomerang II) - the son of the original Captain Boomerang, who was shitty as fuck, he ends up being an antivillain most of the time as he struggles to redeem himself, both as a member of the Outsiders and the Suicide Squad, and would likely be a good fit to join the Batfamily or be a helper to Batdad.

Really, though, I don't know that any of the villains really lend themselves to being friends with or companions of Batdad. I mean, let me know if you think of anyone else!

[devilsbrokerank]

10 characters, 10 fandoms, 10 tags

How to play: name 10 of your favourite characters from 10 different fandoms, then tag 10 people to do the same.

Tagged by my darling @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels who loves to witness me struggle to make decisions. She is shoveling popcorn in her mouth right now

Allison Argent (Teen Wolf)

Garcia Flynn (Timeless)

Nadia Vulvokov (Russian Doll)

Clarice Fong (The Gifted)

Maddie Bishop (Siren)

Alex Mercer (Julie and the Phantoms)

Eddie Diaz (911)

Lucy Chen (The Rookie)

Randall Pearson (This Is Us)

Jennifer Goines (12 Monkeys)

Tagging: @robbiedaymonds @breakingjen @alechardison @theroseapothecary @imaginejolls & whoever else wants to do it

[shibieswrites]

Races of the Cast

Hi, I hope that I understand your question correctly, if not, please just resend it and I will be happy to answer. Note: This is an ask from my shadowbanned account, that I'm going to be answering over here. All asks sent will be answered on this account while I wait for tumblr's support to answer back.

For the Main romance Options: Lamis Bashar | Human

Bernie Bulgaeri | Human... mostly.

Laz Attor | Naga (Viper)

Amyntas Fallen-Hunter | Aveles (Corvi Tribe)

Indigo Montoya | Mermaid (Kelp Siren)

Bishop | Godling (War Domain)

Perierat | Primordial Titan (Madness Domain) Note: Each of these races will have a codex entry for a better explanation.

The secondary romance options:

Asha of the Hamlet | Human

Lace of the Bridge | Merrow

Ribbon the Beauty | Spirit

The Stranger | Unknown.

The Masked Mercers:

Altan Tilki | Human

Hafsa Exile-Forager | Aveles (Aegis Tribe)

Moth | Godling (Death Domain)

Dayang | Godling (Lunar Domain)

Reed Sother | Human (Mageblooded)

Grimsey of Wespoint | Lich

Velen Exile-Weaver | Aveles (Corvi Tribe)

Faust Warlow | Mermaid (Bog Siren)

Bull | Human

[roadtogracelandx45]

Sirens filled the air and Jack Mercer, the youngest of the five Mercer siblings froze causing his older sister Vivi to pull her arms through the sleeves of her jacket before she grabbed ahold of her brothers hand. “Jackie come on! We got to move!” She demanded, sounding more like their brother Bobby then herself.

Shaking his head he followed her out of the run down house they were in and down the street to the fence that had to climb over to get. Glancing at his sister who had a cast on her wrist from a fight she had with several girls at the school a week before. She offered him a smile. "We got this Jackie."

expert from the prequel story of All The Things That Once Were

*picture found on pinterest*

[bloodyxballetmoves]

The last twenty four hours had been the worst of Eddie's life. Even worse than the upside down arguably. He knew now that people he cared about were dead....though he didn't know who. Didn't know which ones. He didn't even know who had dropped the bombs, but he could only assume Russia.

The brunette had quickly made his way to a shelter when the air raid sirens went off. Several of them had. Not everyone obviously. He didn't know anyone here, but there were a few other shelters like this one. He hoped Wayne made it to one....

"What the fuck....how long do we have to stay down here?"

"Shh..people are trying to nap around here buddy." Dylan says unapologetically as he turns over on the bench he's lying on and looks at Eddie "I would say for about ten years if we don't want to be fried by radiation but there's not enough food in here for that and I don't want to be around when it runs out or these people start panicing because it does."

His brow furrows in thought and he then gets up off the bench "I bet that we could go out after a week but there's a chance of us mutating beyond what's recognized as human. We would have food and other supplies, but they would be contaminated so we are basically fucked for a long while." Dylan gets up and crosses over to him "names Dylan, Dylan Mercer and if you find a way to get out of this thing before I said without being zombiefied then I would like it if you would take me with you."

Dylan stands there and tilts his head to the side, reading Eddie's shirt. "What's Hellfire Club? Sounds like it was pretty cool. Hope your other members survived this shit."

@whatsayyoueddiethebanished