#nolan grayson drabble

[hanasnx]

Do you think Nolan takes his time when he's torturing the clitoris, or is he more of a fast-paced fingerer? I feel him lie down next to you, using his fingertips to rub in a gentle rhythm but applying pressure to your clitoris until you whimper. He watches silently, sometimes talking to you through it. I feel like he's very observant that moment.

CLIT STIMULATION — n.grayson

“ it always makes me silent instead of seeing red / you look like aphrodite just laying in my bed ” 🪽

MINORS DNI 18+ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ ✉️ | invincible. WARNINGS. fem reader ノ established relationship ノ size difference ノ sexual content ノ smut ノ soft!nolan ノ clit stimulation ノ objectification (f receiving) ノ classic viltrumite infantilization (f receiving) ノ mild praising dirty talk ノ mild dark thoughts (m receiving).

It took NOLAN GRAYSON so long to figure this out—an embarrassingly long time to figure this out. You used to have to coach him, show him where to touch and when. Your hand would guide his to flatten and cup when it was appropriate, it taught him the pressure and the pace. His past didn’t prepare him for this. Not only are you human—a fragile little thing weaker than a sheet of paper but there’s no pleasure for the sake of pleasure back on Viltrum. There’s only assignments, there’s only approved breeding, there’s only authority. Lying in bed, wasting a day with you doing something as meaningless as this… would be unheard of. Yet, there is no place he’d rather be right now.

“Oh, Nolan—Nolan.” the second saying of his name comes out sterner, your body tensing when he gets ahead of himself. Your claws clutch around his thick wrist, taut from the position it takes between your legs.

“Sorry, sorry, heh. Must’ve felt a little pinch there, huh? Guess I got excited.” he assures, and the harsh bristles of his mustache scratch your scalp when he plants a kiss there. “Just… let me ease back on over here… and…” he muses, talking you through his motions as they cautiously proceed. His thumb presses into your gummy clit, testing the pressure as it squishes between your tissue and the callused pad of his digit. Blue eyes study the way your body relaxes with a sigh, cuddling up into his large frame that curls around you. Experimentally, his thumb swipes side-to-side, tendon in his poised hand shifting with every move.

You breathe out an ‘Oh,’ throwing your head back over his other forearm nestled behind you like a pillow. Your eyes fall closed as you focus on what he’s doing to you. “There we go. That’s it…” he praises you. He’s gotten good at knowing your tells, your likes and dislikes, reading your body and what she needs. His fist rests against your slit, knuckles damp with your slick as his thumb continues to work into you. You told him something so funny earlier… what was it? he contemplates. Oh, yes. he chuckles to himself, a proud sound. ‘It’s the rubbing sort of horny, not the fucking kind of horny. I just want a massage, you know? I don’t want… penetration.’ you’d said. You can be so juvenile.

Your small and delicate body lays out next to him because you trust him—like the petal of a flower resting on the surface of the ocean. It’s incredibly naive. Just as he thinks about you, you move, exposing your neck to him. One of the most vital parts of you and you show it to him while you’re distracted by something as inconsequential as physical pleasure. Oh, the sins of the flesh really has its hooks in Nolan.

@HANASNX 2025 | do not copy, plagiarize, or steal.

[lucylockets]

oh nothing just thinking about mark grayson x super!reader.

super!reader, who is involved in her community. she uses her strength and flight to help build homeless shelters. she volunteers at soup kitchens. saves residents from burning buildings. helps old ladies cross the road. saves cats from trees. carries endangered animals away from hunting grounds. she turned the colours blue and red into a sign of hope, trust, and protection.

super!reader, who knows omniman before mark gets his powers.

super!reader, who enjoys omnimans company. sure, the man is a little grumpy and a bit . . . intense. but he’s the only one who she knows that understands missing their home planet. she talks to him about Krypton, and he listens. he talks to her about Viltrum, and she listens. she noticed that he seems very passionate about the planet, but doesn’t judge. she pins it as repressed homesickness.

super!reader, who points out they both have red capes with a certain excitement, like a child fitting in with the cool kids. nolan decides to keep her around. perhaps she’d swear loyalty to viltrum soon and help him with his mission.

she isn’t a member of the Teen Team, or Fight Force, and wants to keep it that way. she helps out when needed, of course. sometimes she’ll take care of matters on other planets for Cecil, but she doesn’t work for the GDA. nolan respects that.

there’s a few things they disagree about. super!reader has a strict ‘no-kill rule’. nolan doesn’t. she purses her lips as she watches nolan kill thousands of Flaxans.

“you realise they would just return to earth to kill even more humans?”

(insert big sigh) “but what if we set up a rehabilitation centre on their planet?”

“either put that laser vision to good use kid, or lift those buildings out of the way for me.”

super!reader, who is invited to the grayson house for dinner, and she accepts because she doesn’t have any family of her own (except for Krypto), and often struggles with domestic tasks.

super!reader, who loves helping debbie with dinner. she really likes the woman, and wants to be a good guest. except, she often forgets her own strength. after debbie cleaned up one too many smashed plates, she assigned super!reader to the job of setting the utensils on the table. she had to hide the forks she accidentally bent in half from debbie or else be banned from the kitchen forever.

mark grayson, who first meets super!reader at dinner. his dad came into the house, still in his suit, but this time had a girl hovering at his shoulder. literally hovering. she greets him with a kind smile and he instantly becomes awkward.

“so . . . uh, hi. I’m Mark.” He holds out his hand. Nolan blinks. Debbie smiles to herself.

“I’m (name).” She shakes his hand. Mark blushes at the skin contact.

“You can sit next to me.” He says far too quickly. He adds on: “if you want.”

mark grayson, who goes red when nolan expresses worries to super!reader about mark not developing powers, because why is his dad embarrassing him in front of the pretty girl?

he gives her a “thank you,” when she dismisses nolan’s worries with a laugh and a small hand wave. she claims there’s nothing to worry about. nolan’s eyes narrow, but he doesn’t speak about it anymore. she doesn’t actually have any qualifications to say that, but for some reason, her words seem to be took as the truth.

mark grayson, who practically wills himself to get powers sooner so he can join you and his dad (and impress you).

super!reader, who is excited for mark to get his powers. she looks forward to mark joining her and nolan on missions, and their hangouts will become so much more fun!

when mark does get his powers, he, super!reader, and krypto fly around the garden, playing catch with the dog.

mark loves krypto. debbie denied every request for a dog when he was younger, claiming that the animal would end up her responsibility and just add to her plate. so, krypto comes along with you. he’s a pretty friendly dog, but obviously especially loves superheroes a little more, because he flies excited circles around mark whenever he sees him.

mark grayson, who talks to super!reader about Seance Dog, and shows her the comics. he worries about her viewing him as a complete nerd, and she does tease him, but she listens to him talk. krypto took great interest in the hero dog, and seemed to become jealous whenever mark praised the character.

one time, super!reader found krypto in marks room, with ripped pieces of the comic around him, looking quite pleased with himself (if dogs can look like that). she had to fly across five states to get that issue and replace it before mark saw.

(she has to reassure krypto that he’s the only hero dog in her heart. she asks mark to tell him the same. he does.)

super!reader, who is asked by nolan to help with marks training. she helps mark with his flying, and is much kinder than his father while guiding him through the air. she jokes that she’s ready to catch him if he falls. mark laughs, but is secretly imagining it.

and one day, on some mission, she does catch him. he’s in her arms, bridal style, and she’s smirking at him. he goes red, and mumbles something about how he was “just about to catch himself.” she laughs. he’s never noticed how . . . firm her arms were before, but now he can feel them. after that, he has to make an effort to not stare at her arms for too long.

even though she’s helping nolan train mark, viltrumites can be different to kryptonians so she’s quiet for some parts. she laughs behind her hand as nolan asks mark to hit him and mark misses. mark punches her in the shoulder, and she gasps at the power which was able to send her away a few meters. she retaliates by sending him into the atmosphere. (all in good fun of course) (nolan gave them both a lecture on “professional and mature usage of powers.”)

super!reader, who likes her newfound trio of superhero’s. she laughs about their costumes. about how hers is red and blue, nolan’s is red, and marks is blue. she likes their matching colours, even if they’re different shades. because those colours mean something to her.

mark grayson, who asks super!reader about Krypton. what it’s like, if she misses it, the people, the customs, the language. she answers all his questions with a twinge of sadness and longing.

super!reader, who mutters and mumbles under her breath in kryptonian, and then looks up at mark as if expecting him to respond or nod at what she just said. mark blinks back at her and gives her a slow thumbs-up, hoping that it’s appropriate for whatever she just said.

super!reader, who over pronounces some words and has a discreet accent in her voice. mark loves it. he notices it and can’t quite place it to any country. he imitates her one day as a tease, but instantly regrets it when he sees her shoulders fall and she becomes quiet. she’s gifted to a million apologies from him, and now he only ever encourages her to talk because he “likes hearing her voice.”

super!reader, who scribbles notes to mark and nolan. they’re mostly updates on any long term missions, or sometimes notes of gratitude to debbie. except, her handwriting is the messiest any of them has ever seen and a lot of words are just simply indistinguishable. mark sneaks them into his pockets and keeps them.

super!reader, who tunes into marks heartbeat when the night goes quiet. she doesn’t know why it brings her a sense of calm to hear the steady thumping, but it does, so she doesn’t complain.

super!reader, who instantly bonds with atom eve at first meeting. she immediately loves the girl, as she’s her first female friend. she marvels at her powers, and atom eve marvels at super!readers. sometimes atom eve will construct a heavy object (like a car) and super!reader will bench it. it gives them a both a chance to show off.

one time super!reader asked nolan for a penny. he was confused, but handed her one anyway. she thanked him before excitedly pressing it into atom eves hand. she watched in awe as atom eve changed the faces into the different people she called out.

super!reader and atom eve, who whisper and giggle to each other over nonsense while mark rolls his eyes and mutters “girls . . .” under his breath.

mark grayson, who basks in the praise that super!reader gives him when he shows her his costume for the first time. she compliments the ‘i’ on it. he thanked her, but doesn’t admit that he took inspiration from the ‘S’ on her suit.

he does tell her eventually. months later, when they’re sitting on a rooftop somewhere. she smiles and says, “that’s flattering, but I didn’t choose the ‘S’ because of my name.”

he gives her a confused look and asks what it means then. she looks at the sky for a moment and replies, “on my planet, it means ‘hope.”

and that’s what she’s provided him with. that’s what she’s provided Earth with. and he couldn’t be more grateful.

[d-u-c-k-a-s-i-c-k]

Nolan Grayson X Reader - Hickeys

inspo by this artwork by @tobo_katsuo on twitter/X

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She pulls back, a flicker of annoyance as she still couldn’t see the telltale bloom of a bruise where she suckled at his neck for the past few hours.

“Urgh… this is pointless… am I not biting enough? Do I get a goddamn vacuum or something?-What?”

Nolan chuckled softly, pulling her back into his arms, his nose brushing against her hair as his lips pressed gently at her temple.

“It’s not that big a deal. I honestly have no idea what you’re talking about, but it’s adorable to see you all frustrated.”

She huffs, lips quirked in that side downturned pout, the one she always pulls when she’s displeased.

“I want to leave a mark on you! For once, I want you to have something of me. S’not fair if I’m the one who looks like I got hit by a truck every time we make out! I want you to-“

He silences her complaints with a kiss, feeling the way her hips chase and grind against his own, her desperation palpable. He’s never really indulged in a partner so willing to give so easily, someone who fiercely wants to love him.

Well, he’s not complaining, that’s for sure.

“How about this… don’t think so much about it.” He murmurs, patting her cheek lightly to get her eyes to focus on him, adoring the way they glaze over after such a long, deep kiss. “Look at me, focus on me, sweetheart.”

His fingers lace with hers, knowing she needs that certainty, that firmness to guide her along. If there was a God, they would know his ego and charm is basically exuding out of his pores with the way he has to gently guide her back to focus on him.

“We got all the time in the world. Just you and me. No superhero anything for the rest of the night. And you, my pretty little lady…” He pats her thighs that were bracketing his own with just enough force to keep her grounded, bring her back to him.

“You’ll be sitting here, in my lap. Giving me all those kisses you want to give. Deal?”

“Uhuh…” She acquiesces softly, nuzzling his neck. “Okay… I’m staying here… you’re gonna have a hickey on your neck, one way or another. I swear on it.”

———

Last night was definitely something to remember, Nolan stretching his stiff neck, feeling the soreness in his limbs.

He reached the Guardians base that morning for a mandatory briefing, kissing her temple before leaving her to sleep a little longer in his bed.

She was… enthusiastic, to say the least. And he finally knows what a hickey is! Sounded like a good thing- the way her eyes light up when she saw one right at his pulse point. “Yes! Finally! We are not going anywhere tonight!” She said, making him chuckle a little breathlessly underneath her.

He wouldn’t have minded it all that much if he didn’t hear that agitating, grating voice of the Immortal, already ruining his morning.

“Woah… guess you and the missus were busy last night, huh? No wonder you didn’t pick up.” He laughs heartily, his meaty hand on Nolan’s shoulder.

‘One day, I’ll kill him…’ He thinks, ‘Maybe get his head off…’

[xjulixred45x]

I know I have to work on the requests, but I have to get this out of my head because now I have a rediscovered love for Invincible, bear with it.

(SOMETHING LIKE A CONTINUATION OF THIS)

SOME SITUATIONS WITH YANDERE AU MARK GRAYSON/INVINCIBLE

okay, I can definitely see that you two were a couple or at least liked each other before everything went to hell.

and although you were fine with Mark at that time, when he was being convinced to join the Viltrum empire, he was somewhat seeking your approval. although using very vague assumptions, such as "would you accept an alien race if it meant world peace?" "or if that would help with the development of medicine?" You know, like what Nolan wanted to do at the beginning with Mark. and obviously since you didn't have the context you said yes without hesitation, further fueling Mark's crazy ideas.

I may not have made it very clear in the first part, but you and Nolan definitely don't get along. I mean, he's nice to you in a way, but he treats you like a little kid who needs discipline, so he tries to push Mark into that. Not only that, but you also indirectly blame him for the sudden change in Mark's personality, you know that if Nolan hadn't gotten him into that shit, he wouldn't have so much blood on his hands. The Mark you knew wasn't like that. HE WASNT.

The main reason this Mark doesn't feel angry because of your traditional escape attempts or why he's so soft is because of something our Invincible doesn't usually have, and that's his ARROGANCE. This Mark does not believe that you are capable of running away from him, you are not capable of defending yourself from him, you are not capable of harming him and above all you are not capable of HATE HIM, because he sees you as a soft creature, who should be treated as such because you are confused.

He is delusional, SpongeBob and Squidward level of Delusional. You could perfectly tell him that you hate him, that he's the worst thing that happened to you in your life... and he thinks it's reverse psychology.

"fuck you"

"Is that an invitation?😚"

"I hate you"

"I love you too babe🥰"

"If we were trapped on a desert island I wouldn't hesitate for a second to make a raft with your limbs"

"Silly you, I would take you out flying😘"

Do you see what I'm saying? For the same reason, if you end up hurting him, he would be proud that now you can definitely defend yourself from the Revolutionaries who "kidnap you every now and then" (it's you on the run). dang it, if you hurt him probably even NOLAN would compliment you for doing it despite being "so weak" and would completely approve of you.

(I can already imagine you with a wedding dress and a bouquet of knives...you want to throw it at Mark...in the face)

I think the most Mark does to scare you into escape scenarios is to threaten to throw you and not catch you next time, that's the best he goes. He can't stand the idea of leaving you paralyzed because it would be very boring and sad to see only a shell of you.

He wouldn't kill Eve, but he would never hurt you...physically. Did you see that in the end in their universe they manage to imprison him and get rid of Omniman? you totally didn't let go of Fem! Cecil(Cecilia?) all the way to her base and thanking her with all your heart and tears. Cecilia comforted you awkwardly, but she understood that you must have definitely had a hard time with Mark.

Meanwhile, with Mark already locked up, even if the world is a bit messed up, you can breathe easy for the first time in years, you can leave the base without fear of what happens to the people around you, you can eat without a problem, you can CHAT with people! it's magic! It's like you don't even remember anything before Mark! out of pure fear!

Meanwhile, Mark in prison always asks about you AT LEAST once a day, even if they give him proof that you are WELL and HEALTHY, he just doesn't believe it and DEMANDS to see you to prove it, which they obviously deny him and only makes him think that even more. The guy thinks you must be dying of hunger and cold or being eaten by collotes while you live your best life🤣

"MY POOR BABE! She must be so confused and scared without me! How do I know they're not torturing her for information!? She must be so worried because we're not getting home!" and it goes on and on... meanwhile Darling: "happy~ happy~happy~" "OHHHOOOhhOO, I'M SO FUCKING HAPPY!"

For now that's all. I hope the Viltrum empire doesn't come to shit on Darling's happiness☠️

[starandcloud]

You could just... ya know...

Y/N: getting powers and freaking the fuck out, breaking Mark's shoulder

Onmi-man: I'm gonna kill it.

Mark: Or we could... not?

Y/N: No no, that's fine! If that's easier you can kill me! That's fine!

Omni-man: See, it wants to die Mark!

Mark: No- Jesus fucking... No one is killing ANYONE!

[0bticeo]

You wanted a make-up Fic title and "Finders Keepers" popped up in my head somehow👀

you're mark grayson's childhood friend and neighbour, and have been in love with him for a while. have been there ever since his fifth birthday where you first met him by accidentally kicking a ball in his birthday cake. (a whole mess. you didn't mean to kick it that hard.)

you get along great. william looks at the both of you and sighs, wondering why you share the same exact brain cell and why it's solely focused on seance dog and superheroes. nolan and debbie may or may not have asked mark to keep his bedroom door open when you were hanging out after you both turned fifteen.

you wish their worry was justified. mark doesn't even look at you that way. and as time passes, as his attention focuses on amber, then on eve, you come to the heartbreaking realisation that he never will. he's invincible. she's atom eve. you're nothing special. just his childhood friend, to whom he talks less and less because of "hero stuff".

when you see reports of multiple invincibles burning earth's great metropolises to the ground, you're not particularly phased. just a regular old thursday, knowing that mar- invincible & atom eve will save the day while you're busy trying not to die, half buried under rubble they don't even see, because casualties and property damage was never their forte.

you're going to die without having ever given anybody a chance because you're too hung up over markus fucking sebastian grayson to try, and the thought sickens you. you slam your fist on the ground in rage and watch as the precarious concrete structure above creaks and topples down towards you.

mark’s face greets you.

his mask is black and yellow and his smile is all kinds of wrong, and you don’t need to see behind his goggles to know there's a sheer look of glee in his eyes. 

“well, well. look who we have here.”

when your mark comes to you at last, ready to save you, all clenched fists and righteous fury, his variant holds you firmly against him, one strong arm wrapped around your waist, fingers digging in your throat.

“let her go.”

“finders keepers.” he hums, inhaling the scent of you. “shame you didn’t bother bagging her sooner.”

there’s something like horrified realisation marring the features of your world’s mark. you’re not fighting. you’re leaning against his variant’s chest, soaking up his warmth, almost relishing in the low rumble he lets out as he laughs. 

you wonder if he’ll weep.

taking requests! send me a title and i'll write a lil drabble!

[midnightshindig]

Masterlist!

wow uh oh my god this took all day, this will be updated.... maybe? anyways k thanks baiiiii

Allen

Allen X Reader NSFW Hcs

Allen NSFW Alphabet

Allen x Human!Reader 

Allen X Girly!fem!reader

Atom Eve

Mark & Eve X Reader: Learning French

Rex Splode, Cecil Stedman, The Immortal, Debbie Grayson, and Atom Eve kissing hcs!!!

Bulletproof

Rex Splode X Bulletproof hcs 

Cecil Stedman

Cecil X Retired Superhero! Reader

SFW and NSFW Cecil X fem!Reader HCs 

superhero!Cecil hcs!

Annoyed!Cecil x Annoying!Reader (enemies to lovers adj)

Cecil & Prodigy!Child!Reader

Mark & Cecil's Child!Reader Angst

Donald and Cecil x SingleMom!Reader

NSFW ALPHABET Cecil Stedman 

Cecil X reader from another dimension

Cecil & Villain!Child!Reader

Cecil x Housewife!Reader

Young!Cecil x Reader

Worried!Cecil X Reckless!Reader

Cecil & Delinquent!Child!Reader

Cecil X Wife!Reader: Showering Together

Cecil x Male!Reader

Cecil x Superhero!F!Reader

Cecil x Assistant!Reader

Cecil x OgGotG!Reader

Cecil & family!Reader hcs

Cecil and Rex (seperately) X Viltrumite!Reader

Cecil, Donald, Rex and Mark Proposal hcs!!

Cecil X FTM!Reader

Reckless!Cecil X Reader

Cecil X Angel!Reader

Donald being a wingman for Cecil x reader

Rex Splode, Cecil Stedman, The Immortal, Debbie Grayson, and Atom Eve kissing hcs!!!

Cecil, Mark, and Rex x Unrequited!Reader

Valentines Hcs!!

Conquest

Conquest NSFW Alphabet

Debbie

Debbie x Fem!Reader

Rex Splode, Cecil Stedman, The Immortal, Debbie Grayson, and Atom Eve kissing hcs!!!

Donald

Donald NSFW Alphabet

Donald X Reader hcs (sfw and nsfw)

Donald and Cecil x SingleMom!Reader

Cecil, Donald, Rex and Mark Proposal hcs!!

Dupli-Kate

The Immortal X Kate NSFW drabble

King Lizard

King Lizard X Reader

King Lizard X Queen Lizard!Reader

Valentines Hcs!!

Mark Grayson

Mark & Cecil's Child!Reader Angst

Mark & Eve X Reader: Learning French

Mark & Bestie!Reader

Cecil, Donald, Rex and Mark Proposal hcs!!

Mark Grayson X Cosplayer!Reader

Mark x Coquette!Reader

Mark & Sibling!Reader

Mark x Reader who got blood drawn

Mark x Reader: Failing a test

Cecil, Mark, and Rex x Unrequited!Reader

Mauler Twins

Mauler Twins x Silly!Reader (sfw and nsfw hcs)

Monster Girl

Monster Girl, Robot & Child!Superhero!Reader!! (platonic)

Multi-Paul

MultiPaul x Reader

Multi Paul x Reader!

Multi-Paul x Fem!Reader who can copy powers

Oliver Grayson

Oliver & Viltrumite!Reader

Omni Man

Nolan & Magical Girl! Reader

Rex Splode

ex!Rex X M!Reader

Rex x Transmasc!Reader

Rex X Cecil’s Daughter!Reader

Rex Splode x Poison Ivy! Reader

Rex Splode X Gn! Reader: Moving in together

Rex Splode X Gn!Reader

Rex X FTM!reader: Pegging

Rex x Gn!Reader: Karaoke

Rex X Reader (who is besties w/ Mark)

Rex Splode NSFW Alphabet

Cecil and Rex (seperately) X Viltrumite!Reader

Cecil, Donald, Rex and Mark Proposal hcs!!

Rex Splode x Reader: First Kiss

Rex x Reader: Meeting the Parents

Rex Splode X Bulletproof hcs 

Rex x Reader Hospital Smut

Rex x Reader: meeting the siblings

Rex X Oblivious!Reader

Rex Splode X F!Reader "You're losing blood" "Nuh uh"

Rex Splode, Cecil Stedman, The Immortal, Debbie Grayson, and Atom Eve kissing hcs!!!

Cecil, Mark, and Rex x Unrequited!Reader

Valentines Hcs!!

Robot/Rudy

Monster Girl, Robot & Child!Superhero!Reader!! (platonic)

Shapesmith

Shapesmith NSFW alphabet 

Shapesmith X Reader (feat: Wingman Rex)

Shapesmith X GotG!Gn!Reader

Shrinking Rae

Shrinking Rae X Reader

The Immortal

Immortal x Viltrumite!Reader

The Immortal x F!Reader hcs

The Immortal X Kate NSFW drabble

Rex Splode, Cecil Stedman, The Immortal, Debbie Grayson, and Atom Eve kissing hcs!!!

William Clockwell

William Clockwell x M!Reader hcs

[hellooldshame]

White

Mark Grayson x Reader (Angst)

Synopsis: You always thought Mark looked good in darker clothes. You didn't like seeing him wearing white.

CW: Angst, gn!reader, reader referred to as "beautiful" one time, childhood friends to lovers, grief, coping with grief, non-graphic violence, major character death

Word count: 2.3k

A/N: I got carried away again writing this. You know this was supposed to just be mini scenarios or a drabble. Hope you enjoy despite the sad sad.

Mark Grayson was Invincible.

When he first got his powers it was a matter of testing his limits. Bullets, lasers, punches. Everything bounced off and nothing left a permanent scratch on that perfectly untarnished body. You were skeptical but relieved when a black eye healed overnight.

"Hormones and puberty," was the lamest excuse Mark could give. He was terrible at keeping secrets and when you're as close as you two were—12 years and an awkward introduction—it wasn't hard to put the pieces together. Heroes hid in plain sight but you never did think he was ordinary.

When the Graysons first moved next door, you were peeking into their backyard. Tool boxes, chests, and several cereal boxes propping you up to just barely get a glimpse of a father, who was much bigger than yours, and his son. When the boy turned towards your direction and your eyes met, you felt the world spin. Probably because the cereal boxes collapsed and you were falling backwards into grass and cornflakes.

The next day, the lady—you very soon learned was named Debbie—had to explain to her husband that it wasn't an attack or threat when a note was left on their front porch. Messy handwriting on a ripped out slip of a notebook, a cartoon character printed out on the corner of the paper. "Get out of my neyburhood," scrawled in marker, letters written backwards because they had to give you some slack. It was impressive for a five year old to be writing full sentences, mistakes and all.

When you jumped the gun and asked Mark out before Amber could, you wished an alien crashed its UFO into the school. You hit it off easy as friends, sure, but dating was different. It was easy to claim how worrying about ruining the friendship was dumb. "Just confess," was easier said than done now that your mouth ran faster than your inhibitions.

Alien invasions didn't happen until later that week. At the moment, you were faced with the boy you grew up with. Awkward smile pressed into a thin line on his lips. You were ready to punch him and claim it was all a joke. Hurried words stopped your clenched fist from swinging, coupled with reddening cheeks that were quickly matching yours.

The second confession came as soon as the Flaxan fiasco ended and Nolan had come home. You told Mark you knew about his powers as soon as you heard him eat shit and leave a crater in his backyard.

When his father beat him to a bloody pulp, it was envying that his teeth grew back. It would've been funny. Maybe it would've been better if he had gone a moment with missing teeth that reminisced his childhood photos. You could almost smile at the idea of cyan and yellow zip by. Too fast for hellos lest someone notices the gaps.

It was hard keeping him in high spirits at that time. Most of the healing process was him saving the world and going on missions. It was a distraction more than a solution. You did your best to be supportive but months upon months of him leaving and coming back only to be sent to space again was getting too much.

When Mark disappears into the portal one last time, you wished you got to talk to him more. Regretted that you didn't tell him how hard it was. How much it hurt that you were left behind every time. You wished you had the chance to scold him and complain about everything because at least you had the chance to be with him for longer.

Mark came back in clean clothes but was devastated. Gone for barely a few minutes but had looked like he aged by months. He never told you what happened after he killed Angstrom Levy. But whatever it was had him jumping the gun just like you did in highschool. Relief, fear, regret, and determination all swirling in those surprisingly bright eyes despite the trauma. A desperate voice with an even more desperate question.

You were both too young but had gone through too much for two eighteen year old idiots. Somehow too young with too much time lost. You said yes.

You would've preferred him in a black suit. Selfishly, you wished he was next to you instead of across. White didn't suit him. He looked good in darker clothes.

Mark Grayson was Invincible.

But your husband was not an immortal.

When the old Guardians died, Mark needed you to come with him. It was raining that day. It rained just as hard today that the scene was nearly identical. Only now, it was you next to Debbie and Eve and that bastard Nolan wasn't around to recite a eulogy bullshitting about friendship and honor.

You considered pulling an Olga. Falling to the ground and sobbing. Cursing the corpse for staying pristine. For closing the wounds that kept your husband looking young and beautiful but not enough to wake him up. You understood what she meant now, two years ago. God, it had only been two years since everything went to shit. You were barely married a year.

No, you were luckier than Olga. You got to see him in the casket. Him and all his unblemished glory. It wasn't right that your brain played tricks and made you think the body was breathing. As if to give you hope that this was some morbid, tone deaf prank. That any second now he'd open the closed casket and tell you it was all a joke.

Debbie's devastated cries practically chastised you to keep calm. She had been so levelheaded during the first funeral. Then again, she didn't have to shed tears when her husband and son were alive and well. Now she had neither and a one year old tween to care for. You weren't going to take away her only moment to breakdown and grieve. Because Debbie was too strong and kind. If you started crying she could very well wipe her tears and comfort you.

You held her close, both to comfort and hold her up lest she fall and get her clothes all muddy. It was Eve's turn to speak as you held Oliver's hand. The Graysons lost too much in such a short span of time. Lose one gain another. Add one and end up subtracting a member. You should've known the family was cursed to fit only three.

Slowly the box was lowered and you hoped Oliver didn't mind how tight you squeezed his hand. Maybe he'll see it as you trying to comfort him too. Holding Debbie was keeping you standing, and Oliver's small hand squeezes in return kept you from crawling towards the descending coffin and following Mark down.

Black didn't suit you. You wished you were wearing white instead.

...

It was hard coping with the loss. It would always be hard to cope with loss. Having something to distract her, Debbie managed to go day by day. Oliver kept growing in significant rates that she couldn't really risk neglecting or shutting him out. And he needed the support. Maybe Debbie needed it more in the form of Oliver.

Apparently, he had really good memory. This wasn't technically his first death in the family. You had a talk with him about death and loss and he was surprisingly mature about it. It was relief if not a bit of a concern at how fast he was maturing. You'd always wished for a quiet life—nearly begged Mark on occasion to retire for the mundane. You hoped Oliver had the chance to at least get some semblance of childhood without the hero baggage. He proved to be the best in coping with the situation.

You had stayed living with the two of them. It was the most logical thing and you knew Debbie needed all the help she could get. Eve and William came by often as well to pitch in however they could between classes—you took a leave of absence to grieve. Meals were lively, no one ever letting things go quiet for too long. You all needed the noise. Needed something to keep your attention from the empty seat next to you. Recently, you had a feeling Oliver got into a few extra scrapes just so everyone else worried about parenting instead of...

It was getting a bit hard living in the house. Not to anyone's fault. You all tried to cope and grieve in your own ways. Debbie kept that practiced smile despite her brows knitting in worry. But in the dead of night, when it was too late for Oliver to still be awake, you could hear muffled sobs through the wall. You didn't blame her. She had barely just gotten over her grief with Nolan. And now with-

You used to come to her room, comfort her, and wipe a few of your own tears. She seemed to appreciate the gesture, grateful for your hugs and the shoulder to cry with. After all you, were her kid too, by law. She was elated to have you call her "mom" even before you got married. But you noticed the sobs get quieter, that they would come later in the night. It didn't take much for you to realize she was hiding the grief from you too. You understood that she didn't want you to worry or see her so devastated so often. It was why you didn't cry in this house either.

You knew Oliver would hear it, super hearing and all. Had a feeling he heard his mom's cries too. The kid, for all his maturity, wouldn't know how to comfort someone. Let alone the woman who raised and showed only strength around him. He needed a solid support and you wanted to be that for him until Debbie got better. He listened to you well and went to you to talk about things after all. Despite the grief, you could see things heading to some form of normalcy.

Three months. Usually, that was the benchmark for broken up couples to move on. You were nineteen and if things were different you technically had the right to date someone new. But did the same rule apply for married couples? Despite the vows "til death do us part," you had no intention of parting with anything.

The house was quiet when you got home, a very rare occurrence. A regular teen would use the chance to indulge. You used the same chance to make as much noise as you could. The problem with an empty house meant it was quiet. So quiet that your brain had to compensate with thoughts. Thoughts of things you hadn't stopped thinking about since- since the funeral. Since the all too sudden death. Since Mark.

Tears well up in your eyes faster than you were planning. Just his name had your heart aching. You couldn't tell if it was good or bad luck that you could still vividly remember him in white. Of all the things seared in your mind, it was the most recent image of him instead of the best. You had pictures, looked at the wedding photos so often that the pages were starting to discolor. But whenever you lied in bed it was his sleeping eyes that stared back.

It started with shallow breaths. Choked whimpers trapping in your throat because for a while you'd forgotten how to wail. You'd tried so hard to keep it all in that now you were struggling to get it out. You slept in his room, on his bed, in his sheets that still smelled like him even after you lived here for a year. Despite trying, you could not ignore that everything reminded you of Mark Grayson.

The whimpers turn to sniffles that give you enough air to babble words of sorrow. The ring on your finger was a reminder that you would never forget. It was a shackle you insisted on wearing. Heavy and painful but the one thing you had left of him that mattered the most. It was hard to scrape together money for a ring. It was even harder to plan a wedding on such short notice. The romantic man that he was, insisting on a celebration instead of just going to court.

The ache in your throat got worse as you cried loudly, screaming like you were being tortured. Because you were. Because you spent your entire life loving one man and losing him so soon. Not even an eighth of your life. Not even a fraction of his.

You collapse on the floor of your shared room, clutching the sheets of the bed. You felt the sound echo back at you when your face pressed on the mattress. You were a total mess. But you needed to cry. You needed to let this out before it made you crumble. Before someone gets home and sees that you weren't moving on at the same pace as them. Before anyone realized that this destroyed you more than-

The knock on the doorframe was drowned out by your wailing but you still heard it. It made you stiff, fear jumping in you that it shocked the grief of the moment right out. Thoughts ran through your head faster than you had the time to process. Fear curled into shame and you turned to apologize after wiping what was admittedly a really snotty nose.

Lips part to talk but a voice spoke first that had you turning faster. It was familiar. Painfully, horribly, impossibly familiar. You hadn't stopped hearing the voice that you would have thought it was a hallucination if you didn't see him standing at the doorway. Alive, healthy, not a single scratch or bruise in sight, smiling at you so sweetly. He wasn't in the white suit that haunted your dreams and you were too relieved to care what color he was wearing.

"Why're you crying, beautiful?"

A/N: idk what dead people wear in America during their funerals tbh. Cos where I'm from they wear white. Truly a not American moment bdjsbsn.

In any case, yes. Major character death indeed. Idk if I should expand more on this cos the idea is very much a set up for variant x reader

Idk if I've seen this concept before but Like- in which the variants meet a Y/N who lost their Mark. Because I love a replacement and unhealthy rebounds lmao.

It's 1 am and I got work in the morning but I really wanted this out before I gotta lock in. I still need to edit the animatic too

Anyways thank you for reading. Please comment or feel free to send asks cos I low-key wanna talk and imagine the variants in this situation.

[slutla]

INVINCIBLE | ONE-SHOTS

DRABBLES. THIRSTS. HEAD-CANONS.

NEIGHBORING NOISES ! | NOLAN GRAYSON x FEM READER x DEBBIE GRAYSON

- wc: 2.8k. The attractive married couple you’ve been secretly crushing on since moving in across the street invites you over for dinner.

ROLLER UP ‘N RUINED ! | MARK GRAYSON X FEM READER

- wc: 3.1k. You try to teach your friend how to smoke a blunt—instead, you learn something entirely different.

“A” 4 EFFORT ! | MARK GRAYSON X FEM READER

- wc: 4.0k. Mark, smart, awkward, and far too soft-hearted, made the mistake of doing one too many assignments for you. a bully in heels, unhinged and relentless, you’ve taken a liking to him in the worst way possible.

[sobbingscripter]

i’m sure someone has already asked this before but i’ll just ask again

do you plan on making another invincible series after our turn? i’m literally so obsessed with your writing 😭 the way you make the characters so realistic is amazing

i loved the new chapter btw! (you almost made me cry #daddyissues)

This is gonna be a cooch-to-cooch, so you know, tw: emotional? And I yap a lot.

Like, in all honesty, I wanna take a little break from writing Invincible, specifically Mark, because there are literally SOOOOOOO many amazing Mark writers. Like???

I shit you not. So many amazing writers.

And like, when I wrote my first Mark fic, which was the 'They Do It In Porn' one (I think), there were like... minimal Mark fics. And I was like, fuck, there can't only be a handful of people that wanna fuck this man.

And now, there are literally so many people who wanna smash. And who write about wanting to smash, and like, that's so lovely to

So, I don't wanna say some shit like, "oh, it's pointless for me", because it's not. I love writing for Mark, he's such a dork. But I'm low-key just gonna keep doing friends-to-lovers, and comfort stories. Because I am, in fact, a one trick pony.

So, I'd much rather like... Step aside, when it comes to Invincible. So there's a lot of different tropes, and ideas and you know, the whole shebang. There are so many flavours of Mark Grayson.

There's literally a whole bunch of people who write for Mark, so like...

Okay, imagine. Like.

A bake sale.

And everyone's got something different, everyday. And like, there's a brownie stand. It's always JUST brownies. Fresh brownies, yes, but always a brownie.

Same mixture, same consistency, same chocolate filling (omg, I had brownies this one time and I've never forgot it and this analogy just made me miss the lady that made them).

But back to the point, you'll get bored of the brownie.

I'm the lady selling the brownies btw. In the analogy. And Mark Grayson is the brownie.

Or should I say something lemony? Either way.

I'm using this as like, a way to say that after Our Turn🌼 (flower's mandatory), I'll probably be taking a break from writing Invincible.

So the possibility of another Invincible series is like... Close to zero.

I think I have like... 4 more Invincible fics/drabbles to complete before I pop out of the Invincible writing scene for a little bit.

BUT, I can make a list of other amazing Invincible writers, who, put their whole pussy into it. I'm talking, emotion, wording, grammar, aesthetically pleasing displays.

Idk about humour tbh because I'm only full of myself when it comes to my sense of humour. I literally have a dimple and smile lines because I laugh at my own jokes so much.

I didn't do a little... Notification thingy like this before I took a pause on writing DC, but kinda the same thing. But... This break'll probably be longer than my DC break.

But you know, :3

It's not like I'm leaving an empty spot, so that's really good. I made my impact with a relatively good series, that made me happy and hopefully made a lot of other people happy. Which is, honestly the best part.

The fact that I could geek out over fluff with a bunch of strangers on the internet.

But if I yap any more, it's gonna sound like I'm planning to off myself, but I'm not. I promise. I'm just not writing for Invincible for a while, which isn't as deep as I made it out to be but I thought an explanation would be like, deserved.

But like... Yay, Mark came early.

Also, I'm so sorry you cried, lmao. So did I. Nolan's so dear to me.

🌷🌷🌷

[hanasnx]

-ˏ͛ ꒷꒰ invincible ⿻ m.list ꒷ˏ͛-

MINORS DNI 18+ ༄

"Then I see your face / I know I'm finally yours / You call my name / I come to you in pieces." — Red. (2006). Pieces.

彡 ch: mark grayson 「 � 」

── drabbles ┆ ABOUT 1K OR LESS.

smutty ¡! ❞

✩ early ejaculation

── additional content ┆ MISC.

✩ nametag ✩ thoughts ✩ prompts

彡 ch: nolan grayson 「 � 」

── drabbles ┆ ABOUT 1K OR LESS.

smutty ¡! ❞

✩ clit stimulation

── additional content ┆ MISC.

✩ nametag ✩ prompts

彡 ch: rex splode 「 � 」

── additional content ┆ MISC.

✩ nametag ✩ thoughts ✩ prompts

NAVI | M.LIST | RULES | FAQ

[brucestalia]

talia al ghul: relationships // platonic ｡ﾟ•┈꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱┈• ｡ﾟ

this is the start of a 3-ish part series consisting of a collection of drabbles and headcanons exploring talia’s character in relation to relationships that canon (and fanon) have barely touched. ✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦✦•┈๑⋅⋅๑┈•✦

diana prince

i briefly mentioned this in a previous post, but let’s dive deeper. i’m a huge fan of museum curator mlle. prince, and talia, ever the patron of the arts, must have crossed paths with her during one of her many visits to paris.

ra’s al ghul might be an international eco-terrorist and cult leader, but he also operates under (and eventually abandons) the alias of henri ducard: eccentric billionaire and environmental activist. (yes, this is a nod to nolanverse ra’s. while i’m not a fan of how the al ghuls were handled in nolan’s films, there are a few elements i’ll be borrowing for my brutalia worldbuilding.)

following in her father’s footsteps, talia adopts the alias of henrietta ducard, a french socialite and heiress. of course, she knows diana—who wouldn’t know the wonder woman, teammate to her beloved and “aunt” to jason?

their paths cross at the louvre, where diana is overjoyed to host such a cultured guest. the two end up touring the museum well past closing hours, completely engrossed in their conversation. diana’s younger colleagues are far too intimidated to interrupt the two women who seem entirely in a world of their own.

oh, and jason? he 100% calls diana “dad” whenever he’s mad at bruce.

add in girls’ nights with barbara minerva and occasional appearances from the gotham city sirens, and you’ve got a dynamic i cannot wait to explore further. 2. the birds of prey; a) dinah lance

the “i’m married to a total himbo-billionaire” club.

their interactions mostly consist of knowing looks exchanged across lavishly decorated ballrooms during charity galas hosted by wayne enterprises and q-corp—always trying to outdo the other. they sneak out for smoke breaks, share a quiet camaraderie, and occasionally spar together.

considering the plotline about ra’s almost marrying black canary (or was that just a fever dream?), i’d say they know each other by association and share a mutual understanding. not quite friendship, but something close—born from shared experiences and a begrudging respect.

when it comes to training, with lady shiva now part of the birds of prey, i can see talia attempting to cooperate with the ladies. she’s clearly got a lot of history with the group, which brings us to the next duo: b) barbara gordon and helena bertinelli

talia can be good when she wants to be.

i like the idea of talia taking on a maternal role for cassandra during her time with the league of assassins. she has the capacity for genuine care, even in the shadowy corners of the league’s operations. similarly, i can see her stepping into a similar role for a younger helena kyle (or wayne), particularly if selina is no longer in the picture (possibly dead).

talia would likely oppose bruce’s treatment of the huntress, siding with the family members who sympathise with helena’s cause—especially during the events of the hush storyline. she could even act as a mentor of sorts, helping helena find her place in the dark knight’s world, while providing the kind of guidance bruce often withholds.

for all her similarities to helena, barbara stands apart in one key way: she grew up within the dimly-lit walls of the batcave, immersed in batman’s world. over the years, talia has quietly observed the commissioner’s daughter, often alongside one very pouty dick grayson. these observations, layered with her own sense of justice, only deepen her fury against the joker after the events of the killing joke.

barbara and helena are probably the first batfamily members to know whenever talia is in gotham—after jason and damian, of course. oracle’s network would almost certainly keep tabs on talia, especially during her prolonged, unexplained absences. 3. the gotham city sirens; a) pamela isley

ivy—or rather, dr. pamela isley—superpowered eco-terrorist extraordinaire, would have been a subject of keen interest to the league of assassins. from her controversial tenure at wayne enterprises to her involvement in woodrue's experiments, talia would have kept a watchful eye on pamela’s journey.

when isley became poison ivy, the demon’s head would have undoubtedly reached out to her. sharing similar values—and at times, equally extreme methods—talia and pamela would have initially maintained a professional relationship. however, the nature of their shared work, coupled with the undeniable chaos that is harley quinn, would have eventually evolved their dynamic into a close, if unconventional, friendship.

at some point, talia becomes an honorary gotham city siren. she doesn't hesitate to crash at harley and ivy’s place when things with her detective aren’t going so well. b) harleen quinzel

harley is one of the rare individuals (alfred being the other, obviously) whom talia would truly trust with damian. over time, harley earns the title of “aunt,” though it’s anyone’s guess which side of the family she’s from.

their friendship didn’t stem from any significant shared history, allegiance, or grand cause. harley just showed up one day, decided they were friends, and that was that. talia nodded hesitantly, chalking it up to just being the gotham way of things.

unsurprisingly, dr. quinn has tried (and perhaps succeeded?) in scheduling talia and bruce for marriage counseling on multiple occasions.

c) selina kyle

without bruce in the equation, talia and selina’s relationship becomes infinitely less strained. talia might envy selina, but only in the sense that love has been far kinder to her questionable morals with a partner like kate.

in this scenario, talia is definitely closest to selina—whether it’s due to genuine fondness or simply their frequent proximity is unclear. either way, they seem to understand each other on a level few others can, especially over shared indulgences, like extravagant shopping sprees.

the moment they move into wayne manor, it’s inevitable: the place will be overrun by animals of every kind, much to the amusement (or exasperation) of the other residents.

4. john constantine & zatanna zatara

i love the idea of melisande being homo magi, which would mean talia inherits that lineage as well. being part homo magi, combined with her access to the powers of the lazarus pits and mastery of incantations, would make talia uniquely positioned to bridge gaps between her world and the other side. talia’s connection to magic would make her better suited to collaborate with heroes like those in the justice league dark, creating opportunities for uneasy alliances and reluctant partnerships that bring out the best (and worst) in everyone involved, with her being someone who walks the thin line between antihero and ally.

5. lois lane and clark kent

double dates!! :D

lois would come to like talia a lot more after the unforgettable spectacle with president luthor, and clark would absolutely demand every last detail of his definitely-not-best-friend's relationship with talia.

after jason's resurrection, talia would entrust him to the kents' care, enrolling him in metropolis university before the big reveal to bruce.

additionally, damian and jon’s friendship (though damian insists it’s more of an alliance between the supers and the bats) would require them to meet up at least once a week.

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[xjulixred45x]

se que tengo que trabajar en las peticiones, pero tengo que sacar esto de mi cabeza porque ahora tengo un amor reedescubierto por Invencible, aguantenlo.

(ALGO ASI COMO UNA CONTINUACIÓN DE ESTO)

ALGUNAS SITUACIONES CON YANDERE AU MARK GRAYSON/INVINCIBLE

okey, definitivamente puedo ver qué ustedes dos eran pareja o minimo se gustaban mutuamente antes de que todo se fuera a la nonga.

y si bien tu estabas bien con Mark en ese tiempo, cuando esta siendo convencido para unirse al imperio Viltrum, el buscaba en cierta forma tu aprobación. aunque usando premicias muy vagas, como "¿aceptarias a una raza alienigena si eso implicara paz mundial?""¿o si eso ayudara con el desarrollo de la medicina?" ya sabes, como lo que queria hacer Nolan al principio con Mark. y obviamente como no tenias el contexto tu dijiste que si sin dudarlo, alimentando mas las ideas locas de Mark.

talvez no lo deje muy en claro en la primera parte, pero definitivamente tu y Nolan no se llevan bien. digo, el es agradable contigo en cierta forma, pero te trata como un niño pequeño que necesita diciplina, por lo aue trata de incitar a Mark a eso. no solo eso, sino que tambien lo culpas indirectamente por el cambio tan brusco en la personalidad de Mark, sabes que si Nolan no lo hubiese metido en esa mierda, el no tendria tanta sangre en las manos. el Mark que conociste no era asi.ERA.

la principal razón por la que este Mark no se siente enojado por tus intentos de huida tradicionales o porque es tan suave es por algo que no suele tener nuestro Invencible, y es su ARROGANCIA. Este Mark no cree que seas capaz de huir de el, no eres capaz de defenderte de el, no eres capaz de hacerle daño y sobretodo no eres capaz de ODIARLO, porque te ve como una criatura suave, que debe ser tratada como tal porque esta confundida.

el es delirante, Bob Esponja y Calamardo nivel de Delirante. podrias perfectamente decirle que lo odias, que es la peor cosa que te paso en la vida...y el cree que es Psicológia inversa.

"que te den"

"¿es eso una invitacion?😚"

"te odio"

"tambien te amo bebe 🥰"

"si estuvieramos atrapados en una isla desierta no dudaria ni un segundo en hacer una balsa con tus extremidades"

"tontita, te sacaria volando😘"

¿vez lo que digo? por lo mismo si llegas a lastimarlo mas bien el estaria orgulloso de que ahora definitivamente puedes defenderte de los Revoluciónarios que "te secuestran cada dos por tres"(eres tu huyendo). Maldita sea, si lo lastimas probablemente hasta NOLAN te halagaria por hacerlo pese a ser "tan debil" y te apruebe completamente.

(ya te imagino con un vestido de Novia y un ramo de Cuchillos....se lo quieres lanzar a Mark...en la cara)

creo que lo maximo que hace Mark para asustarte y preveer los escenarios de fuga es amenazar con tirarte y no atraparte la proxima vez, eso es lo maximo que va. no soporta la idea de dejarte paralizada porque seria muy aburrido y triste ver solo una carcasa tuya. el no mataria a Eve, pero nunca te lastimaria... físicamente. ¿viste que al final en su universo logran aprisionarlo y deshacerse de Omniman? totalmente no soltaste a Fem! Cecil(¿Cecilia?) en todo el camino a su base y agradeciendole con todo tu corazon y lagrimienado. Cecilia te consoló torpemente, pero entendia que definitivamente debiste pasarla mal con Mark. mientras tanto, con Mark ya encerrado, aun si el mundo esta algo hecho pelota, puedes respirar tranquila por primera vez en años, puedes salir de la base sin miedo a lo que pase con las personas de tu alrededor, puedes comer sin problema, puedes CHARLAR con la gente! es magico! es como si nisiquiera te acordabaras de nada antes de Mark! por puro miedo! mientras tanto, Mark en prision siempre pregunta por ti AL MENOS una vez al dia, incluso si le dan pruebas de que estas BIEN y SANA, el simplemente no lo cree y EXIGE verte para probarlo, lo cual obviamente le niegan y solo hace que piense eso aun mas. el man piensa que debes estarte muriendo de hambre y frio o siendo comida de collotes mientras vos vives tu mejor vida🤣 "MI POBRE BEBE! ¡ella debe estar tan confundida y asustada sin mi!¡¿como se que no la están torturando por información!?¡debe estar tan preocupada porque no llegamos a casa!" y sigue y sigue... mientras tanto Darling: "happy~ happy~happy~" "SOY FELIZ, SOY FELIZ, COMO UNA LOMBRIZ, SOY FELIZ!"

Por ahora eso es todo. ojala y no llegue el imperio Viltrum a cagarse en la felicidad de Darling☠️

[elizabethhood]

Lady Gotham by Elizabeth_Hood

Fandoms:Batman - All Media Types, Batman (Comics), Batman (Movies - Nolan), The Batman (Movie 2022), DCU, DCU (Comics)  

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Gotham City

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Cassandra Cain

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Summary

Gotham is more than a city. Ch. 1 is the Batfam Ch. 2 is a drawing I did (not a very good one) Ch. 3 will be ships and teams   Read a fic a while back (read three or four years ago) where physical manifestations of each city showed up. Please help me find it so I can give credit for the inspiration.

Made a fic? More like a drabble, to go with my drawing.

[justevelynnnn]

͙⁺˚*･༓☾ Master list ‧͙⁺˚*･

(Requests r currently open & rn i’m focused on Invincible)

Keys -

nsfw/smut : 🔞

slightly nsfw/ suggestive: 🔥🌸

fluff: 🌸

angst: 🔥

female reader: 🚺

🤍Attack on Titan

Nerd armin:

Nervous Nerd -Nerd!Armin x blk!reader 🚺🌸

Seeing Armins dorm - Nerd!Armin x blk!reader 🚺🌸

Sending Armin a thirst trap on “accident” - Nerd!Armin x blk!reader 🚺🔥🌸

Dreaming of you - Nerd!Armin x blk!reader 🚺🔞

Nerd Armin headcanons

No title - Nerd!Armin x blk!reader. 🚺🔞

Armin

Happy halloween 🎃 - Armin x blk!reader 🚺🔥🌸

If armin was goth… - Asot Armin x goth!reader🚺🌸

Extra

What the boys got you for Christmas

Connie

Being connie’s sneaky link - plug!Connie x blk!reader🚺🔞

You hopped into my heart! - plug!Connie x blk!reader🚺

🤍Invincible

Mark grayson/Invincible:

Becoming Mark’s girlfriend 🌸 & 🚺

Don’t fight it 🔞🔥 & 🚺

Mark talking you through it 🔞 & 🚺

Mark being perverted 🔞

Mark accidentally sending you d pic 🚺 & 🔥🌸

Mohawk Mark

Cry for me 🔞 & 🚺

Viltrumite Mark

Starved 🔞& 🚺

Mark hating that you smoke w33d 🚺

Rex Splode

Just helping a friend 🔞 & 🚺

Nolan Grayson / Omni Man

Crushing on Nolan 🚺 & 🔥🌸

🤍X-Men

The beginning of my Wolverine obsession🤞🏾

The beginning of my Scott Summers obsession 😭

The X-men do secret santa

Logan Howlett/Wolverine:

Wolverine nsfw alphabet 🔞

my favorite gif ever🤍🤍🤍

Need that. - Worst!Wolverine x blk!reader 🔞/🚺

I will always love you - Wolverine x reader 🔥 & 🌸

Craving - Logan x afab!reader 🔞/🚺

Protective logan x afab!reader - Logan x pregnant!reader 🚺

I want to be more- Logan x reader 🚺🔞🔥

Im so horribly down bad for dofp!Logan😭😭 🔞🚺

Cat!Logan

Deadpool:

Say whattt? - Deadpool x blk!reader 🚺 🔥/ 🌸

Anything Deadpool and Wolverine

Wade and Logan texting

Wade likes Logan’s eyebrow thing

Wade and Logan living together headcanons

You move in with Wade and Logan

Worst wolverine’s “first” Halloween

Scott Summers:

My Cyclops headcanons

He’s better - Cyclops x reader 🔞/🚺

He’s better pt 2 🔥🌸 & 🌸 /🚺

Slightly submissive Scotty 🤍🤞🏾 🔞/🚺

Scott tries 🍃✨ (Scott x Mutant!reader)🔥🌸/ 🚺

Is Scott a munch? 🔞/ 🚺

Mr. Scott Summers pt. 1 🚺

Mr. Scott Summers pt. 2 🔥🌸/ 🚺

Remy Lebeau/ Gambit🃏✨:

Dating Gambit moodboard

Being his wife 🔥🌸/🚺

Kurt Wagner/ Nightcrawler🌀💛:

Quick Drabble 🔞

Sudden love 🌸/🔞 & 🚺

Sudden love, part 2/ Slap me 🔞 & 🚺

🤍My hero academia

Black and purple - Shinsou x blk!reader🚺🌸

Black and purple, part two - Shinsou x blk!reader🚺🌸🔥

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Ladybug Meets Invincible

Author’s Note: I loved the Invincible cartoon and can’t wait for Season 2 and it’s pretty much the best superhero cartoon you can find that’s still running right now. But be warned it’s quite violent and mature and while it looks pretty light on the mature content at first, the first episode’s ending throws you in for a loop as you get a taste of what to expect from there on out. Let me put it to you this way:If you thought that ending to the first episode alone was too much for you then stay as far as possible from the season finale. Trust me on this it’s not for the faint of heart.

Unmarked spoilers for the first season of Invincible

Marinette Dupain-Cheng as Ladybug had been fighting an Akuma who had portal powers due to having been a researcher who had his funding cut on his research into alternate dimensions. She had been sucked through and had ended up in an Alternate America and there was a slightly older boy in a black, yellow and blue suit who introduced himself as Invincible asking where she had come from after he had seen her come through the portal.

Marinette introduced herself as Ladybug and Invincible showed her to the headquarters of the National Defense Agency which was a government superhero organisation. The scary looking director of the organisation Cecil Stedman said to wait there and they will work on a way to find her Earth and send her home. She was a bit worried and frightened about being there and knowing that alternate Earths existed but laughed while thinking that if Alya was here she would be asking a billion questions about the superheroes in this Earth.

"You seem to be taking it well about me being here Mr Stedman." Ladybug commented and Cecil gave a humourless laugh.

"Kid, you are far from the first misplaced Superhero that I have had to deal with." Cecil replied simply as Invincible came to see Marinette.

"So you come from Paris in your Earth and there is a guy named Hawk Moth who turns people with strong negative emotions into villains to steal the source of you and your partner's powers? Must be some life as a Superhero, fighting aliens can get overwhelming for me." Invincible said but noticed that she was looking down and offered a brotherly hand on her shoulder.

"Wish it was much easier than it is; I keep having to be late and bail on commitments while lying about where I am. Chat Noir doesn't seem to take it seriously at times and I had to break it up with my boyfriend. I kept bailing on him... He made me feel like the most important girl in the world and he was never angry at me... All that he wanted was honesty and I couldn't give it to him..." Marinette told him feeling like she needed to let all this out.

"I kept having to bail on my girlfriend and when it looked like I jsut ran away while people were in trouble she broke up with me, I revealed my secret to her but she figured it out before and was angry about the dishonesty. Even my best friend Mark thought i was a jerk." Invincible told her and she looked sorry for him while thinking that it was unfair for him.

"Not just that but I now have to take up the duty of replacing my mentor as the Guardian of the Miraculous with only the bare minimum considered training as well as him forgetting about it all. It's so much..." Marinette said about to cry.

"My dad was Omni-Man the top superhero in the world, I looked up to him and always wanted to be like him. Our top superhero team the Guardians of the Globe were murdered and he was knocked out cold afterwards but it turns out he set it up and murdered them himself." Invincible said and Marinette was open mouthed.

"That's horrible, was he under mind control?" Marinette asked Invincible and he shook his head sadly.

"I so badly wanted it to be the case and wanted to free him but no, turns out his alien race the Vitrumites are evil bloodthirsty powerful conquerors and dad was sent here to weaken the planet's defences and conquer it for them. I refused to join him and he beat me hard as I tried to fight him back, all the destruction he caused while yelling at me about how Earth wasn't our home. I couldn't save anyone and this pilot I did managed to save he crushed afterwards and used me as a shield to kill a train full of people. He asked me what I would have after a thousand years and I told him that I still would have had him, he flew away and we haven't heard any of him since. He said that my Mum was nothing more than a pet to him." Invincible said and Marinette was open mouthed in horror as silent as Invincible was mentally punching himself.

"Wow, I am so sorry as you didn't need to hear most of that or any of that really.. You are struggling with your own Superheroics and I could have traumatised a 14 year old Superhero with the details of my recent troubles just to vent, I really am the biggest jerk..." Invincible told her apologetically but Marinette gave a small smile.

"First of all I'm 15 thank you very much and I used you to vent and while you could have let out a lot of those details, it's only fair that you get to vent as well. Next time you see your dad tell him that he better not show his face on my Earth, if he does then I might steal Chat Noir's Miraculous so I can Catacalysm his face." Marinette told him and he couldn't help but laugh. "You are definitely coping with what you have been through better than I ever could have, I had to go through that and I would have quit all this all together, I would have put my earrings into the Miraculous Box and then tossed it into through a well forever." Marinette said.

"I almost nearly did quit several times but we both persevere despite how hard it is but let me tell you that you still need your social life. Ask this ex-boyfriend of yours if he wants to give it a second chance and if you trust him then tell him the truth. I know that it sounds risky but believe me it helps a lot to have at least someone you know and trust to talk to about all this. Future relationships are not going to go well if you keep secrets like this forever so tell him or a friend you have and make sure that you leave enough time to be the teenager that you really are." Invincible told Marinette and she thought about having to keep it a secret but couldn't help but think about how nice it would be to talk to someone.

Cecil came and gave her a watch and said to press the button and it would send her back home and if she wanted to come back then the coordinates were sent to this Earth as well, while adding that they could use more heroes. "See you later Ladybug, come and see me again if you think you need someone to talk to again. By the way... Mark Grayson." Invincible told her and she was stunned and smiled.

"Marinette Dupain-Cheng." Marinette replied with a smile not really believing she just told him that. Marinette and Mark smiled at eachother as she went back home to deal with the Akuma. She wasn't Invincible but she was going to be the best Marinette and Ladybug that she could be.