#but also: never enough of this crossover

[greenglowinspooks]

(DCxDP) The obligations of a rogue versus those of a parent (Pt. 4)

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Tw: descriptions of body horror, Dr. Crane has PTSD and Does Not Realize, Crane has an actual panic attack and just doesn’t care, the Riddler makes one (1) sex joke about Batman

Will be crossposted to AO3 eventually

(Pt. 1 here) (Prev here) - (Pt. 5 here)

(Masterlist here)

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Dr. Jonathan Crane is in his lab, the acrid scent of chemicals filling the air, and his hands are shaking.

Danny’s health, for the first week that he had him, had been steadily improving at an extremely quick rate. However, his healing had begun to stagnate. Danny said that it was because his body had run out of ectoplasm, and that while there was a lot of ambient ectoplasm in Gotham, he needed a stronger type in order to heal.

And so, that led Dr. Crane here.

He had stolen the research notes from the Penguin years ago regarding his experimentation on him.

(He quite vividly remembers the sound of bone creaking and groaning as it twisted, lengthened. The squelching of shifting tendons and muscles, the strange fabric-like tightening of skin. The feeling of going from man to monster, of losing all claim to his humanity.)

Danny had called him Liminal, part ghost. He had said that he was transformed by, among other things, a kind of synthetic ectoplasm.

Danny needed ectoplasm.

Crane had the research notes. He had every ingredient necessary. And yet, attempt after attempt failed.

The chemical smell burns his nose. His hands tremble.

Dr. Crane is not afraid.

He doesn’t feel fear anymore. He’s tried to, many, many times, but nothing has worked. And yet, his hands are shaking still.

(The horrifying sensation of vertebrae pop-pop-popping along his spine, growing and lengthening. The unbearable itching beneath his skin as toxin glands begin to form. The feeling of his teeth sharpening and elongating, of his skull growing, of his vision changing and brightening. The awful stench of chemicals. The awful stench of ectoplasm.)

Jonathan takes careful note of his shaking hands, his blurring vision, his accelerated heart-rate and shallow breathing.

(Human hands. Human vision. Human heart and lungs and organs.)

He takes note of them, but he does not let that distract him from the task at hand. Danny is not a chemist, but Jonathan is.

The boy knows enough about chemistry in theory, but he won’t go anywhere near Crane’s equipment. He seems to have some sort of intense fear of laboratory settings, probably developed during his stay with the GiW, and Crane is willing to respect that, if only because he cannot afford to lose him.

As such, Crane is the only one qualified to do this. And, unfortunately, if he isn’t successful the boy may very well die.

He heats the chemicals to precisely the right temperatures, adding each one to its correct container.

Dr. Crane thinks of the Scarebeast, that creature born of cruelty and greed and a sense of superiority. That creature which he tries to ignore is a part of him, that can never be removed. A damage which cannot be undone.

He pours the contents of a small beaker into a larger flask, watching the liquids swirl together. The stench in the air is becoming closer and closer to the one burned into his memory.

Crane’s whole body is wracked with unpleasant sensations. It’s truly unfortunate, he thinks, that despite his mind’s lack of fear, his body still reacts so harshly.

Jonathan’s eyes wander, eventually settling on a purple and green card sitting innocently on the corner of the table.

Right.

Even if they wiped out the GiW tomorrow, and even if Danny could survive without ectoplasm, he would still be in danger.

Crane has to get him back to good health. It’s the only way he can be sure that the boy can defend himself properly.

The solution in the flask begins to foam, and Jonathan does not hesitate as he adds the final ingredient. He pours the mixture into a new container, capping it and placing it into a freezer set to -40 degrees.

Hopefully this time he got the timing right.

Jonathan tries to relax, the ventilation in the room slowly but surely clearing the familiar smell from the air.

He thinks of the letter.

Surely, he thinks, that man can come up with some better material for his jokes. Or, at least something new.

Same old threats, same old attempted poisoning.

Aiming his threats at Danny, though, that was new. New and utterly unacceptable.

Scarecrow did what he had to.

He doubted that his solution would last forever, of course, as with that man it never did. As such, he would prepare both himself and Danny for the inevitable moment that his choices came back to bite them.

However, for the moment, they were safe. Danny could rest and recover, and Jonathan could figure out a plan to minimize possible damages.

Jonathan is no longer shaking.

He’s exhausted. This is his fifth attempt today, and each one leaves an unfortunate strain on his mind and body.

With a sigh, he settles himself into his seat at a nearby desk, opening up his computer and logging his most recent attempt. He still has to wait for it to chill to know if it was successful, but he can always update the logs later.

Once he’s done, he stretches, joints popping loudly as he walks to the freezer.

When he sees the results of his tireless work, the ghost of a smile flits across his face.

Success.

Jonathan picks up the jug of ectoplasm and leaves the lab, which is in all actuality the basement of the new apartment that he moved himself and Danny into after receiving the note. The scrappy old woman who was his landlord had told him that as long as he paid her five hundred dollars up front, she would let him set up in the basement without any questions or cop calls.

And so, the most expensive apartment in the Narrows was his.

At least, he thought, the distance between the basement and the apartment was short enough that Danny didn’t have to sit in while he was doing his labwork.

Jonathan knew that he didn’t exactly have a strong grasp on the concept of ‘lab safety,’ proven by his built-up immunity to almost every toxic chemical he’d ever encountered, and he doubted that Danny should be around such an environment.

He was back to the apartment quickly, not bothering to hide the self-satisfied smile on his face. Danny is sitting in his armchair, trying to read one of his books. Danny looks up, ready to greet him, when he sees the jug in his hands and pauses.

“Is that..?”

“Synthetic ectoplasm,” Jonathan says proudly, “I found the Penguin’s research notes and decided to recreate it, since you said that you needed it to heal properly. I’m not sure if it’ll work the same as what you usually have, but I hope it’s helpful all the same.”

Danny is standing, now, and looking at Jonathan with a strange look in his eyes. He looks, Jon thinks, like he’s about to cry.

Then Danny is rushing forward and wrapping his arms around Jonathan, his scrawny form shaking.

Jonathan is, for a moment, horrified. Did he do something wrong somehow? Why is this child, who’s so afraid of touch, hugging him?

And then he hears Danny’s voice, and he knows that it was all worth it.

“Thank you,” he’s mumbling, over and over, “thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you so much.”

“Of course,” Jonathan says softly, because what else can he say?

The boy cries in his arms for a while, and Jonathan briefly wonders what his life must have been like before, if a person like him can be seen as a comforting figure.

Then, Danny pours himself a small glass of the synthetic ectoplasm, putting the rest into the small fridge which had come with the apartment, and he settles back down, sitting in the armchair once again.

Jonathan sits opposite of him, and they chat with one another as Danny drinks.

Danny talks to him about the stars and tells him about different spaceships, and Jonathan makes sure to pay attention and ask the boy questions.

He doesn’t miss the way that Danny lights up every time he asks him something about his interests. He’s so passionate, so smart, a trait that he seldom sees outside of his fellow rogues, and Jonathan wants to encourage that.

It’s…nice. Peaceful, almost.

And then the front door flies open, because Jonathan isn’t allowed to have nice things.

“Jon,” a familiar voice rings out, “what the hell?!”

Danny is frozen in place, clearly terrified.

Jonathan heaves a sigh, turning to face the nuisance who’s entered his apartment.

“Eddie,” he drawls, “to what do I owe the pleasure?”

Edward’s face is red with anger as he invades Jonathan’s apartment.

“Oh, I don’t know! Maybe it’s the fact that you sent a bunch of rogues a cryptic message and then dropped off the face of the earth for two weeks! I was worried, Jon!”

Jonathan hums in acknowledgement.

“I didn’t think it was that cryptic,” he says, picking up a book in order to pointedly ignore the Riddler.

“Oh, of course you didn’t, you straw-stuffed hickory dickory dickhead. I swear, you’re always—” he pauses, finally having noticed Danny sitting opposite of Jonathan, “—who is this?”

“My apprentice,” Jonathan replies, dreading the upcoming headache he was no doubt going to develop from Edward’s company, “he’s helping me hunt down the GiW. His name is Danny.”

Edward gasps dramatically.

“You—an apprentice?! And you’re letting him sit in the old man chair?! You don’t even let me sit in the old man chair,” he wails, draping himself over the headrest of the couch with a flourish, “Jonathan, I thought I knew you!”

“Edward,” Jonathan says, “get out of my apartment.”

“Oh my goodness, this is incredible. You’re becoming the bat!”

“I am not becoming the bat, Eddie, now get out.”

Edward has a shit-eating grin on his face as he waltzes over to Danny. Danny, who seemed terrified when he first appeared, is now looking at him with obvious amusement written all over his face.

“I mean, look at him! The hair, the eyes, the scrappy build. If you put him in one of those traffic light vigilante costumes, he could easily pass as a Robin!”

“I’m not doing this with you today, Eddie.”

“Riddle me this, Jon: I am a treasure hidden inside of a chest. You can break me, or steal me, or give me a rest. I can flutter, or pound, or attack, or drop, but if you don’t have me, you’re certainly fucked. What am I?”

Jonathan pauses for a moment before he groans, dropping his head into his hands.

“Eddie.”

Danny sits still, a confused look on his face as he repeats the riddle silently. Then, his face lights up in delight.

“A heart!”

“Jon, I like this one,” Edward says with a smile, ruffling Danny’s hair, “you are correct! A heart, something that I wasn’t aware that our dear Jonathan had!”

“Eddie, stop.”

“No, no,” Edward says, “I was worried about you, you deserve this. I mean, you even missed girls night! You never miss girls night!”

“Girls night?” Danny asks, absolutely delighted.

“Oh, of course,” Edward says, sprawling over on the couch, dangerously close to just laying in Jonathan’s lap, “we have it once a week. I’m invited because of Selina and Jon’s invited because Harley likes him.”

“And what does girls night entail, exactly?”

“Eddie,” Jonathan groans, “please.”

“Well,” Edward hums, “we usually paint our nails, or watch a movie, or gossip about the other rogues, and occasionally, we tell each other about any ‘encounters’ we have with Batman,” he says, raising his eyebrows up and down.

Danny’s jaw drops.

“Edward, shut up,” Jonathan says, an irritated tone in his voice that wasn’t there before.

“No way,” Danny says, “I thought that Batman, like, hated you guys or something. You mean he actually..?”

“Oh, the Bat is much like a bottle of liquor or a cheap cigarette, in that he was made to be passed around.”

Danny chokes on air.

“Edward Nygma,” Jonathan hisses, getting out of his seat and looming over the man, “get the hell out.”

Edward pales.

“Leaving, leaving!” Edward says, dashing away from Jonathan. He pauses, turning to flash Danny a quick smile.

“Remember Danny, I’m your favorite uncle! Not any of the other rogues, me!”

With that, he leaves, the room falling completely silent.

And, as per usual, that silence does not last.

“You full-named him?” Danny asks gleefully, “and it worked?”

Jonathan just sighs, sitting down on the couch and rubbing at his temples.

“Please, don’t take anything Eddie says seriously. He’s a moron.”

“Dr. Crane, please let me come to girls night with you,” Danny pleads, his eyes sparkling, “I promise I won’t embarrass you.”

Jonathan groans.

“Of course you won’t, Eddie will do it for you.”

“Come on, please?”

“I think we’re a bit busy with the GiW at the moment,” Jonathan snaps. He pauses as he notices the crestfallen expression on Danny’s face.

This boy is going to be the death of him.

“Perhaps, though, when all that is taken care of…”

Danny cheers, grinning wildly, and Jonathan is not at all relieved to see him happy again. Certainly not.

The rest of the day is relatively normal.

Danny works on trying to get information from the GiW database while Crane refines his his fear toxin, both preparing for a raid on the GiW base they located in Gotham.

It was only a temporary base, nothing of note, but there was a chance of discovering more bases through it, and that wasn’t something either of them were willing to give up.

Still, something like this would take time. Rushing would only lead to failure.

…

Late in the night, long after Danny is fast asleep in his room, Jonathan pauses.

The GiW are not the only threat out there. They aren’t the only threat to him or to Danny. Perhaps it could be helpful to reach out to someone with greater resources than himself.

He sends a quick message to Red Hood.

Hopefully, he thinks, everything will go smoothly.

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#dcxdp #dc x dp #dp x dc #dpxdc #dp x dc crossover #dc x dp fic #liminal scarecrow #Jon’s PTSD is triggered by the smell of ectoplasm because his life is a nightmare #HDJFNDNDNFKDJF #I am the master of emotional whiplash #rip Jon just trying to have some peace in this fucking house #never gonna happen king 🫡 #oh also Eddie is not lying that bat can manwhore #and like half the rogues in Gotham know this from experience #and also most of the JL #and some of JL dark #btw Eddie and Jon are besties #they’re both awful but they make it work #when Jon full-names Eddie that just means that if he doesn’t stop whatever he’s doing he’s gonna get a dose of fear toxin #Eddie isn’t intimidating enough to full-name anyone so if he gets mad he just bashes whoever in the head with his cane #Jon is the living embodiment of ‘me and my girl don’t argue she bash me in the head with a rock and I walk it off like a man’ #also side note I’m not doing any ships in this #because I don’t want to #they are just Like That #if you wanna read it that way though it’s completely fine #also shoutout 2 that one scriddler fic on ao3 that helped inspire that riddle LMAO

[starry-bi-sky]

12AM late night danyal al ghul propaganda to consider (that is funny to me): this little brat being meaAN. nice twin danyal al ghul: great, fun, we love opposite twins. wonder where he's learning that kindness from, but it's a good dichotomy! but also mean danny fenton. this little shit can make an adult CRY. he is on par with Damian for most venomous barbs. he is a smarmy little motherfucker. he's nice to his people and HIS people only. everyone else can screw off for all he cares - he's gotta learn to care about other people. his canon sarcasm and wit goes from level 2 to level 10. he is a sarcastic, smarmy, witty little asshole and i could go on but the idea of danny fenton being a mean little menace to people is very very fun and amusing to me

#dpxdc #dp x dc #danny fenton is not the ghost king #dpxdc crossover #dpdc #danyal al ghul au #because then it means *I* get to explore how he obtains specific traits from canon while also staying true to that 'mean' characterization #exploration of personality traits and how they can be conveyed in different ways #how does this little jerk (affectionate) become similar enough to his canon self to the point where he's still recognizable but not a copy #also morally grey danny fenton whose actually like. on the darker side of morally grey and isnt just #'lightly grey shaded but only to the “bad” people' #because again see above ^^ exploration of personality traits and how he obtains specific canon traits and how they manifest differently #danny fenton with the orange-blue morality #and he never really STOPS being mean to people either he just mellows out. but he will swing at a hornet's nest with a metal bat #him and damian being remarkably similar but still individual to themselves #asshole with a heart of gold danny is what im saying #this isnt a super serious take im just having fun #if someone comes at him. like if you bare your teeth at him he's going for the throat immediately #'they go low i go lowER' also consider: mean danyal al ghul being a menace to vlad masters #late night starry posts that they think are funny #creating multifaceted characters comes with realizing that you need to treat your characters like people and realize that they will react #differently to situations depending on what it is and who they’re with/who its about #the ‘jokester kinda annoying’ character is never going to be joking and annoying all the time. what happens if someone they love gets hurt? #or they’re put in a situation where they realize they need to be serious? what makes them cry? what makes them angry? #what is a character like beyond the little trope label they’ve been shoved behind? #thats just an example but its one that helped me quickly understand characterization better

[otaku553]

A certain first encounter

#genshin impact #demon slayer #crossover #kaedehara ​kazuha #shinazugawa sanemi #first chapter is in progress for the fic lmao I just felt like doing a little drawing of their first meeting #why is sanemi so hard to draw actually #I love the idea of kazuha seeing the demon slayer uniform and just noping the hell out of there #not shown because I didn’t plan this comic out great: sanemi has just seen kazuha killing demons with a broken nichirin sword and #nichirin swords are generally only within the corps— but Kazuha’s not a demon slayer clearly #which means to sanemi that he must have stolen the blade somehow or picked it up from a corpse somewhere #which sanemi will absolutely get angry about #anyways their second meeting both of them are definitely more eloquent but also no friendlier with each other #really pushing it in the fic with how sarcastic and passive aggressive I think kazuha can be #never seen him interact with Raiden directly sadly so very little reference to go off of on kazuha interacting with people he doesn’t like #I’m determined to believe that kazuha would be extremely petty but in a classy way if someone pushed his buttons enough

[vargaslovinghours]

That TV-Y7 rating is about to get a swift reassessment with that kind of language

#💟 #Doodles #Art #Edgar #Scriabin #Crossover #Wander Over Yonder #Hi hello WOY brainrot overspill <3 #They're really fun to draw like this lol #Shock to no one Vargas has once again been caught in the crossfire of the Big Ideas of Latest Thing haha #I wasn't expecting it Exactly but by this point I also can't say I wasn't at least considering it until it became a full fledged thing #Me looking at The Property of Hate/WOY crossover like ''Haha so cute'' and then I start getting ideas for this like ''Ah fuck'' lol #It really did just start as a style challenge - too fun! :D My notes couldn't decide what lovechild this style would count as #Invader ZiM/Adventure Time or IZ/Steven Universe? Or all three? Some of my other doodles were way more SU haha #And of course IZ 'cause y'know :P Jhonen - unavoidable #As if they weren't already stick figured enough haha ♪ A bit of rubberhose never hurt anyone :) #Getting Edgar's glasses to agree with the cartoony eyes-touching style was a real challenge lol #Scriabin on the other hand looks fantastic <3 His glasses are basically already his eyes so leaning into that is really fun :D #I really love the one of Wander hugging Edgar haha ♥ He needs hugs and Wander has the goods! Lol #He's all silly-wrapped around his waist haha ♪ He's just so slight! I bet Wander would be nice to pick up and hug as well :) #Had to give a quick sidetrack to my fave <3 Red-and-black villain! Napoleon complex! Not to mention his relationship options haha ♪ #Also deeply feeling my roots with Scriabin's coat all fluttered behind him hehehe ♫ #They'd have to be aliens of some kind to fit the setting right? Throw their dynamic into Slightly more sci-fi terms to be better understood #I guess they could also be clones? Well however it works out lol ♪ Oddly kind of Dating Sim-adjacent of both being available to talk to? #Wander would certainly have his work cut out for him - Sylvia's fast-tracked to Devi's conclusion lol #No bullying around Sylvia Or Else hahaha #How would they work around Scriabin's ability to be mean through telepathy! #And even more confounding when he's being nice and then turns around and is mean again haha ♪ False hope everywhere #It's fun to think about how they might interact hehe

[redisaid]

Allow me to share my latest fall into a pit of despair for another AU...

Another fic author friend, years ago: I fan-cast Evan Rachel Wood as Jaina Proudmoore

My wife over the weekend in the car: I know we never finished Westworld, but I just watched a video about how the last season really jumped the shark. What a shame, that was a cool show.

Me to @victory-for-sylvanas: Haha this Jaina fanart really looks like Evan Rachel Wood how that other author said

Me continuing to ramble: Okay, but Jaina is really similar to Dolores Abernathy in a lot of ways. Sylvanas would be cool as fuck as a redeemed/good-ish Man in Black...

One frenzied conversation and Spotify feeding me a few murder cowboy songs later:

#i may never actually write this #and i generally dislike crossovers #but it works soooooooo well #also murder robot jaina ho boy #i just thought this descent into madness was funny enough to share #i have so many other things i should write instead of this...

[eveningshowhost]

Alternate Michael, or, as they’re called in this AU, Animated Being Michael

FNaF x The Mandela Catalogue crossover

Check out other arts for this AU: 1 2 3 4

Thank you so much for such an outpour of love for this crossover and my art! I really love seing your feedback and am super grateful for it))

I think we all need more creepy Michaels ;)

#five nights at freddy's #michael afton #fnaf #alternate #the mandela catalogue #tmc #mandela catalog #watercolour art #watercolor #fnaf crossover #fnaf x tmc #we also all need more springtrap i think #never enough springtrap

[blobbei-art]

Looked through some files from my old computer and I found a bunch of Magolor sketches that I never uploaded for various reasons. I like them enough to put them together. Context rambles under the cut if you’re interested! A bunch of pets, headcanons, AUs and a little angst.

1. Magolor recovering from being hurt or something. Him hiding under a cupboard? Of sorts? He probably got in trouble. And a bunch of naked Magolors because I like drawing him fluffy. Also the cape thingy he’s wearing is supposed to be some sort of pajamas because I was thinking about what other clothes he could wear.

2. As much as I think the Kirby characters are cute, I’m a huge fan of thinking about fantasy anatomy and them having no limbs/floating limbs is SO weird so I drew Magolor what he could look like if he had limbs.

Adeleine having a conversation with someone while Magolor demands pets. And lasty Magolor with Fox Mulder because I have a WHOLE self indulgent cringe cinematic universe of an X-Files crossover with Kirby. Mulder and Scully being involved in all this serious alien conspiracy business only for the aliens they DO end up meeting being these overly cutesy tiny and OP as hell little guys is hilarious (that’s actually the context for the roommate AU lol)

3. Pencil sketches! I’ve probably got more of those but all my sketchbooks are at my parents’ place haha Sorry for the shitty quality, they’re all from photos and not scanned but that’s all I got :’)

It’s Magolor in a basket looking up from underneath a blanket! And Adeleine painting something while wearing those cat ear headphones and Magolor, certified cat, didn’t know humans had this sort of fashion

The third sketch was actually from a conversation I had in a Kirby server I was in! About a headcanon that Magolor is half Jambandran and half Halcandran and he has a little bit of an identity crisis about it and doesn’t quite know where he belongs

#kirby #magolor #adeleine #ado #art #my art #fanart #i lied actually i think i did upload that one magolor headshot but on my fandom blog and not on this one #90% of the reasons why I never uploaded these is because I HATE uploading sketches unless they look nice on a sketchpage or something #and none of these sketches were enough to put together a sketchpage for them (like with my magolor pets) #i also like drawing him with a mouth haha #anyway enjoy some kirby art yall #i still enjoy the roommate AU so much and i occasionally think about it #i just dont like drawing comics or anything otherwise yall would see more of it #maybe ill turn it into OCs because its technically an X Files crossover so who knows

[themoonking]

not to shit on decade old ffn fics but in being nostalgic i've noticed there are a lot of young justice x dcau crossovers from when yj seasons 1-2 were airing that seem like they were written by someone who has never seen a dcau show. like, they're explicitly said by the author to be the dcau. not just any generic justice league, but the dcau (sometimes even specifying around what episode / season!), but there's stuff that directly contradicts dcau canon.

like, the flash will be barry allen, despite the fact that in the dcau the flash is wally west. nine times out of ten, there's some kind of exchange about batman not having a robin and rejecting the idea that he would ever take on a protege, despite the fact that by the jl animated series, dcau batman has two robins and a batgirl. if zatanna is involved, the jl usually says that they don't know her / she doesn't exist, and sometimes this is even said by batman and its like.. bruce! yes you do know her!! you've known her for years!

like i love the concept, i wish there were more dcau x yj crossovers, especially with a s1 yj team (or a yj team a year or so after s1), but a lot of the ones that exist feel like the author watched all of young justice (at the time) but only like. season one of justice league.

#some of the more modern dcau yj crossovers don't really have this problem like they're written by people who know their dcau lore #but the older ones? whats up with that? #like i'd expect the early 2010s fic authors to be MORE familiar with the dcau bc its heyday was a lot more recent #also separate but similar thing a lot of 2010s era yj fanfic seem to have little to know knowledge of dc outside yj in general #its weird. like you couldn't do a little bit of googling? #btw i didn't include the contradiction of ms martian never existing in the dcau in these fics bc she wasnt confirmed until 2019 #so obviously fic writers from 2010-2013 wouldn't know that lmao #but like. zatanna was confirmed to exist in the dcau before superman was!!! #by jl / jl unlimited dick grayson is already nightwing! #sure its not til the series finale but wally west is revealed as the flash IN the show!!! #young justice #i speak #dcau #dc comics #and like the possibility of dcau wally dick zatanna etc interacting w/ their yj counterparts is like. funny. why would you pass that up #i REALLY want a full yj x batman beyond crossover w/ my beloved terry #really i want more time travel / dimension travel aus with terry in them in genreal he's not appreciated enough

[minasweep]

(sees your tags in my fanart if Mitch Williams) you. you understand

I haven't watched glitch techs in ages but we were ROBBED of his character development

#mina mumbles #we saw him !!! actively get better and make good connections with others !!!! #making an effort to be a little less worse to those around him !!!! #while nick literally did everything in its power to make sure the show failed im so so glad it got the 2nd season #ill never forgive them for us not learning what bolypius is 🧍🏽‍♀️ or why miko was immune to mind erasing . #im telling u we were so so robbed and the potential was so clearly there not just for mitch but for the series as a whole #in my heart of hearts i like 2 imagine glitch techs would crossover w the subway surfers animated series i never finished watching but the #vibes were similar enough #if i had the time and energy id be so so SO unwell abt glitch techs it was so fun and so good omg #final note i have on this is when i first watched glitch techs the vv second i saw mitch i was like oh hes gonna be my fav (and he is <3) #i loved the bit of a friendship we got to see him have w the others it was so nice #BTW OMG thank u for the ask <33 hope u have a good day and also thank u for drawing mitch williams bc hes the most guy ever <3 of all time #teallaquin

[vyrion]

guy who makes so many aus in eir head and then comprehensibly posts about like two of them

#from the deep dark #like i guess i talk about finalchapter sometimes but. i dont explain it at All #(its a mythborne/pd crossover au btw ^_^) #i have a hero riptide au in my brain somewhere #i guess the champions' trio au also counts #i think ive talked about currents enough for it to have a tag but never enough for it to be. something you can actually piece together #theres probably more i cant remember right now whatever

[beardedhandstoadshark]

what childhood book are you?

According to quiz, warrior cats

(I have never read warrior cats)

#another anon ask #personal childhood ^books^ were mostly comics #Asterix & Obelix and a Series of German Donald Duck/Mickey mouse comics #(they were mostly about the Donald Duck gang) #VERY rarely these two would meet in the same story #and it always felt like the biggest crossover ever for little me #but there’s like. 600 of them and 98% are one shot comics so. They don’t really count #and I‘m definitely not cool enough to claim the SecretAgent!Donald Duck AU for myself #plus there was also a comic series produced by a bank?? #that you could subscribe to as part of a kids club thingy?? #I still have a plushy of one of their mascots #the comics had NOTHING to do with the bank btw it was about two kids in a village on an island #and some evil dudes in a castle wanna cause havoc cuz idk but they’re not the brightest so it never works #can you tell I liked comics a lot

[suntiger745]

A mix of Fallout 4 and Baldur's gate 3 characters. I haven't made that much progress in the storylines for either game, but I *have* made a bunch more characters. :D

Boss Barracuda (real name Nicole). Getting into middle age she's pretty old for a raider and has seen some shit. Her second in command Sully thought it was time for a younger, smarter and more ambitious person to lead and betrayed her with some of the people of their band he'd convinced to join him. He didn't kill her though, and Barracuda very much intends to show him that she's still got what it takes be the boss. Even if it means joining forces, temporarily at least, with a freakin' boy scout.

Amber, gnome beast master ranger, for a playthrough where the goal is "Summons for Everyone!" who I have in the party.

Li'xaeth, githyanki wizard. Pays lip service to Vlaakith, but wants to gain knowledge and power by her own skill and means. Does not like how restrictive githyanki society is. Also, since githyanki start with medium armor proficiency, I intend to make a heavily armored wizard. ;)

Nimiel - celestial succubus, infiltrator and scout. Because sometimes the Heavens wants to take a more subtle approach. Best friends with Lauriel, the guardian angel (who is currently in the form of a big, white dog).

Lovendia Suvaris, drow cleric of Lolth. Not a very good cleric. Oh she does all the rituals, torture and say all the right prayers, but her superiors can tell her heart's not really in it. She's, frankly, a nerd. She loves studying the natural world; spiders, fungi, plants, animals. Even wild magic and other humanoids. So they sent her on a research mission, where she can't nag her senior cleric about studying spiders and myconids (for the glory of Lolth, of course!) and be less of a disappointment to her mother. The sunlight is a bit of a bother, but so far even getting a tadpole in her brain after getting snatched up by ilithids have been a more interesting four days than the previous five years in her opinion.

Styx, my "came back wrong from the cryo sleep" character receives a reward from Ug'Qualtoth for killing the woman that was almost a friend to her. Now she has a new friend! And there's more to discover, the voice in her head promises.

Life's hard for a deep gnome orphan on the streets of Baldur's Gate. Stinger survived though. Although barely sometimes. But she got into a good gang, the Bugs, and got a mentor in an older male who looked after her. (Like really old. 19, or even 20!) She grew up, learned to fight. She had good eyesight and a steady hand, so being the gang's lookout and marksman was a natural fit for her. And then she got snatched up by a nautiloid. Things after that got fuckin' weird.

Rajadi was an erinyes that got on the bad side of Zariel. She got her wings ripped off and was cast into another reality. Frankly, she doesn't mind too much being out of the Blood War, but she really wants her wings back. And to get them back, she has to do enough deeds and/or damage to catch Zariel's attention again. Which is both easier and harder than it seems in a place like the Commowealth of 2287.

Also started a Lae'zel playthrough. Stomping the ilithid to death in the crashed Nautiloid looks especially good with her. :)

Sometimes two friends are a mutant from the remnants of Germany who dresses like a pre-war comic book character and a wastelander who wants to make really good maps. :)

Mikal Erendis, my war cleric of Helm, does Not Approve of Kagha's idea of disproportional sense of "justice" against offending minors.

#rpg #mods #fallout 4 #fallout #bethesda #bg3 #bg3 spoilers #baldur's gate 3 #baldur's gate 3 spoilers #no mods for bg3 #yet #also crossovers #so many crossovers #ocs #characters #so many characters #never enough characters

[noisilyscreechingsong]

Eyes

Dp x Dc Crossover Writing Idea

“Red Robin!”

When he backtracked to find the owner of the voice he was a bit surprised to find a young boy, maybe eight years old if he had to guess, dressed in a red sweatshirt that dwarfed him and a pair of gym shorts that had seen better days.

Not many Gothamites called out to the vigilantes, a silent agreement to stay out of their way and not to look too closely. This kid however stared up at him with bright blue eyes unafraid of getting the Red Robin’s attention.

A fan?

Before he even opens his mouth, the kid gives him a small, hopeful smile, eyes shining with something that reminds him of himself when he was that age and following Batman and Robin with his camera around his tiny neck.

“I brought you a gift,” the boy say with nervous excitement. He enthusiastically swings off the backpack he had on to dig through the contents, taking his eyes off the vigilante and showing his unwavering trust that nothing bad would happen to him while Red Robin was here.

The boy pulls out what appears to be a jar wrapped in newspaper, the worn page ripping in some spots to show the clear glass underneath. Small hands present it like it’s Red Robin’s birthday (which it wasn’t).

He takes it cautiously, the kid hasn’t been hostile but this was still weird, and pulls it closer with enough space so if it’s a bomb it doesn’t blow up in his face.

It’s got weight to it and the slight sloshing tells him it’s filled with liquid. He carefully unwraps the ‘gift’, keeping his eye on the boy who stands waiting anxiously.

Tim almost drops the jar as soon as he sees what’s inside. Only his reflexes from over the years held on and his expression turned neutral.

A pair of eyes sit at the bottom of the jar. The orbs were crudely extracted, tissue floating around them like a mane of hair around a head.

He turns the jar to see the irises and… he knew these eyes. The slimy green is filmed with death, but he recognized these eyes from the number of times the owner locked them onto him, the cruel possessiveness they possessed when they gazed at him. Never again apparently.

Tim doesn’t speak for a while, not knowing what to say, but also thoughts racing too fast to form any proper sentences.

“Do you like it?” The small, nervous voice interrupts those thoughts.

What an innocent question on an equally innocent looking face.

“How did you get Ra’s Al Ghul’s eyes?”

The teasing chatter over the comms immediately hushes into shocked silence.

“I took them from his body, so you knew he was dead. I burned the rest so you don’t have to worry about him coming back again. The Pit there is gone anyway,” the child explains easily, not fazed in the slightest from the words he speaks.

“Grandfather is dead?” He hears Damian whisper over the comm.

So many other questions were flying through Tim’s head. He looks the kid over again.

Black hair and blue eyes. In any other situation the kid might have been a possible Wayne adoptee. He’s not a clone from what he can see though. Despite the coloring he doesn’t really look like any of them. Pale skin like Tim, but has freckles. The same kind of nose as Damian, but wide, round eyes. Jaw kind of like Jason, but his body shape is too narrow. Bright, almost icy blue eyes like Dick, but eyebrow shape is flatter. Lip shape like Bruce, but from the kid’s anxious lip biting he could see the faintest trace of dimples.

“Who are you?” He asks instead of the other million and one questions.

The boy blinks almost like he wasn’t expecting the question. He’s cheeks color pink with blush as he grins widely.

“I’m Danny!” He introduces cheerfully like he didn’t just hand a vigilante a jar of eyes.

“Hi, Danny,” Tim greets almost dumbly. “Want to tell me why you gave me this?”

Danny scoffs his shoe against the pavement in what appears to be embarrassment.

“Well, I know when you ask someone for something, it’s nice to give a gift or something. Like I did something nice for you so maybe you’ll do something nice for me?”

He takes a moment to absorb that child-like reasoning.

“So you want me to do something for you and you thought I would like Ra’s Al Ghul’s eyes in exchange?”

Danny studies him and fidgets with the large sweatshirt sleeve.

“I just thought you would like proof. Like the whole ‘bring me the heart of my enemy’ kind of thing. Do you not like it? I couldn’t just take a picture ‘cuz I didn’t have a camera with me, I know you like photography. I can do something else for you if it’s not enough,” he offers worriedly.

Tim freezes.

“How do you know I like photography?” He demands.

Danny tilts his head curiously.

“Because Tim Drake likes photography,” he says like it’s obvious, “and you’re Tim Drake.”

Well. This is less than ideal.

“Red Robin, take him back to the Cave,” Batman instructs over the comms.

Yeah, he was getting there.

“Do you know the other’s’ identities?”

Danny nods and hums affirmatively. Tim waits.

“Oh! Yea. Batman is Bruce Wayne. Robin is Damian Wayne. Red Hood is Jason Todd. Nightwing is Richard Grey-“

“Okay. That’s enough.”

Tim glances around the empty alley they were standing in, checking to make sure no stray people heard. Luckily they were truly alone.

“Danny, do you want to come back with me?” He asks, but it’s not really a question. The kid was coming back regardless, it would just be better if he went willingly.

Unsurprisingly, the kid lights up like a little sun at the offer.

“Really?” He nearly shouts in excitement.

“Yeah, kid. I parked my bike a few blocks from here. You ever rode a motorcycle before?”

Danny shakes his head, nearly bounding on his toes.

“Not in this lifetime.” And wasn’t that odd wording? “Are we gonna grapple there?”

“Think you can hold on?”

“Yeah!”

He kneels down so the boy can climb onto his back and lock his arms around his neck and hook his feet together around his torso. Danny is worryingly light as he stands.

The kid is the picture of an excited and overeager child as they carefully fly over rooftops and then drive back to the Cave. Even when they park inside the safety of the Batcave, Danny’s eyes are filled with child-like awe and wonder, so curious and chattering with questions and wild imagination. It would be cute, endearing even, if the jar of eyes wasn’t sitting heavily in his pocket.

Alfred came down not too long after their arrival with a tray of healthy snacks and some waters. Danny happily munches on the apple slices as he wanders around where Tim can see him.

The rumble of the Batmobile can be heard almost an hour later after Tim has to tell Danny not to touch the weapons for the fourth time. The kid’s attention is drawn to the sleek black vehicle as it parks by Tim’s bike. He trots over with wide eyes as the doors open and Robin exits, then Batman.

Unfortunately, Dick is in Bludhaven and Jason is visiting Roy and Lian this week. Cass and Steph were gone as well and Duke was sleeping. It was just the three of them and this kid with Alfred as the only buffer.

Danny stares openly, curious, as the duo makes their way over to the computer where Tim has claimed his sit.

Tim turns the jar that he set on the table so the eyes are facing them and slowly leans back again, suddenly very tired. Damian flexes his hands into fists tightly while Batman is very still.

“Hi,” Danny chirps like nothing is wrong, oblivious to the tension in the air.

Batman takes a measured breath. Robin glares down at the child, but remains silent for now.

“Who killed Ra’s Al Ghul?”

Danny blinks blankly.

“Nobody.”

“You’re saying he just dropped dead?” Damian sneered in sarcasm.

“Death took him,” the child says simply as if that explained everything.

“How?” The word is demanded and emphasized.

“Like Death takes everyone. His expiration was overdue.”

Bruce frowns and Damian almost snarls.

“I demand you start making sense!”

Danny glares back in offense.

“I’m being very clear! Maybe you should ask better questions!”

The twelve year old growls at the smaller child and Batman has to place a firm hand on his shoulder to keep him from attacking.

“Danny?” Batman questions after a tense moment.

The boy’s arms are crossed in irritation, but he blinks out of his glare to stare up at the man.

“Yea?”

“How do you know our identities?”

“Oh, memories.”

Danny looked like everything he said made sense and it was driving Tim up a wall.

“Memories,” Bruce repeats.

“Uh-huh,” Danny nods confidently. “From the Lazarus Pit.”

A jolt goes through Tim as he recalls what the boy said earlier about the Pit.

“Didn’t you say the Pit was gone?” He asks before Bruce could continue his line of questioning.

Danny turns with a bright smile as if he was proud Tim remembered.

“Yea! Well, gone from this world anyway.” Tim was concerned. “I took the memories from it before sending it back where it belongs.”

“Okay. How did you know how to ‘take the memories’ and send it back? Back where?”

“I was born from it. Duh. It went back to the Realms or I guess you’d call it the Afterlife,” Danny actually rolls his eyes as if they should already know this.

“Born from it?” Damian asks with a wavering voice, hidden well from the child but not from them. “Nothing has ever been born from the Pits.”

“That you know of.”

And wasn’t that the kicker.

“So, to clarify, you come from the Pits. You know who we are because you took the memories from said Pits. Death took Ra’s because his time was up. And you took the eyes from his corpse to give to me because you thought I would like it as a gift so I would do something for you.”

Danny positively beams.

“This is why you’re my favorite!”

Damian grinds his teeth harshly.

“What is it you want Red Robin to do for you?” Batman asks in strangled hesitation.

“Oh!” Danny perks up like he remembered and hops over to Tim with pleading hands. “Can you please make me an identity? You’re really good at all that stuff and I was hoping you could find me a family. Someone to adopt me. A nice family, with a bed and family dinners and a dog. I always wanted a dog.”

Tim has the sudden urge to scream.

#Danny is born from the #lazarus pit #memories are left in the pits after use #which is why people lose themselves like Jason #Danny is the Balance #living between Life and Death #he just wants to be loved #he just wants a family #let the boy live #danny phantom #danny fenton #dp x dc #dc x dp #dp x dc crossover #tim drake #red robin #batman #dc robin #story ideas #thoughts #bruce wayne #de aged

[prismatica-the-strange]

Ok but there is no reason why a Teen Wolf x The Librarians Crossover wouldn't work like... The clippings book knew that Beacon Hills would be saved by the pack so no real reason to send Librarians...

#like my brain defaulted it in that universe for some reason #and like #my whole self ship thing with Derek os like #i have this whole arc to explain the Jennifer sleeping with Derek thing #and the braden thing just doesn't happen #but in a The Librarians Crossover the Nogitsune went back into Bradey's real body and was able to hide inthe dar recesses of her mind #so even when scott bit her and really turned her lycan it managed to survive enough #and then Derek kind of guilt spiraled thinking she was gonna start resenting him because she was very vocal about never wanting to b a wolf #and also his struggle with his new mortality he *almost* screws braden and is actually caught by bradey just as he changed his mind #then (time warp but that's ok) Flynn and Eve round her up with the others because she was also a possible librarian #turns out the library thought she would make a possible Librarian and guardian because off her werewolf abilities #eventually the whole leylines being reactivated thing brings Jennifer back to life as a druidic ghost #so the librarians are sent to fix that it aslo jumpstarts the Nogitsune and it takes her over again feeding off the chaos of her & kate too #kate (yes her) helps everyone turn Bradey human like chris did Gerard and she has a heart to heart with derek #she starts to trust him as a friend again & he tells her to finally go after Cas cause his best friend is completely hopeless & obvious #so... yeah #the librarians #teen wolf #Teen Wolf x the Librarians #prisma self-ships #The Gift of You

[ohcorny]

so! it's been a year since i put never satisfied on hiatus, and 9 years since i started posting it, and rather than make you read everything if all you want to know is "when's it coming back?" the answer is still: don't know! but the answer has also shifted closer to "it isn't" the longer i've spent on break, and i think it's worth being up front about that.

i talked about it a little here a few weeks ago, but the long and short of it is that between taking on better paying work, writing better stories, and looking back at what i'd already done for never satisfied... i just don't think i want to continue it? the year off has been incredibly good for my mental health, and i can't see myself wanting to go back after the two-three years still ahead of me on my current project. that's not to say i never want to return to the characters or the concept, but if i did, i imagine it would be with something completely new, in a different form. after all, i started this comic when i was 21 years old, a lesbian, and a sophomore in college. i am now just shy of 30, a bi man, and overall a completely different person than i was, back when i was writing without a plan and putting all of my insecurities into the comic--insecurities i don't identify with anymore. lord i'm closer to rothart's age than i am to lucy's. hate that

anyway. you have all been extraordinarily kind for following never satisfied for as long as you have, for supporting it as much as you have, and being as patient as you have. whatever form never satisfied takes in the future (god willing, with a more cohesive story structure and A PLAN FOR THE ENDING, WHICH BY THE WAY I NEVER, EVER HAD) i hope to see you there!

in the meantime, as an update on where i'm at with the thing that made me stop working on NS: i finished it! all the pages for Hunger's Bite (if you remember it with a different title: no you don't) have been turned in and now it's just revisions and covers and then........ waiting a year until it can come out. because that's how it is in traditionally published graphic novels! nothing releases for a full year after you finished it! and you're even getting it earlier than was originally planned, because i'm a creature and finished it like three months ahead of schedule. i've also already started thumbnailing the sequel book which i can't talk about whatsoever and will now be working on that for the next two years and then HOPEFULLY the first book will have done well enough that i can sell a third! so you better buy it when it comes out next february!!!!!!

to ease you all into it, i wanted to do a little crossover to introduce the main characters. we have emery, whose design is fully and unintentionally just Seiji Again down to his color palette (but seiji would bully him if they met. like so hard. he's a wimp). then we have neeta, a girl who dreams of travel and cares deeply about worker's rights, and wick, a vampire agent investigating the mysterious and sinister new owner of the 1910s ocean liner emery and neeta call home. he's also gay. but sorry lucy, you aren't his type. you're not mean enough.

the best place to keep up with me these days is probably here, as this first book gets closer to release, i will probably be posting about it a lot. and i will certainly post about it here when there's an official release date and cover reveal! i hope you'll go read it. i really think if you liked never satisfied and its themes, you'll like hunger's bite!

thank you again for reading!!

#corndraws #hunger's bite #never satisfied

[amomentsescape]

Hey, do you have any slasher X reader where the reader loves baking?

Slashers with Reader That Loves Baking

Slashers x Reader (Separate)

Includes: Freddy, Michael, Jason, Thomas, Bubba, Brahms, Norman, Billy, & Stu

A/N: Hmm... I don't think I do. Looks like I need to whip up another fic. Here you go!

Freddy Krueger

Although Freddy doesn't need to eat, he'll try anything you make him!

He's happy that you have a hobby that you enjoy during the day

He's even happier that he gets to taste the results

Whenever you visit him, he makes sure the dream world has a kitchen for you in case you want to make something while you're there

You're more inclined to bake there anyways because Freddy can get you just about any ingredient your heart desires

When you do make items, Freddy switches into his "Kiss the Cook" apron and matching hat

He may not help you with the baking, but he still expects kisses while you work

He'll stand beside you, just observing everything you do

He doesn't ask too many questions either, he just likes seeing you relaxed

Once the treats are ready, he literally stabs a few onto his knifed glove and eats them off of it

There hasn't been a single thing you've made that he hasn't enjoyed

Michael Myers

Michael is pretty neutral with your enjoyment of baking

He tends to his hobbies, you tend to yours

He doesn't feel like there needs to be any crossover of sorts

However, he won't deny you when you ask him to try things

And if you need help accessing the top shelf, he'll help you out

He secretly has a big sweet tooth, and your warm smile influences him to try everything (he'd be dead before he admitted it though)

He has a pretty basic taste in sweets too

He enjoys the majority of the cookies, cakes, and breads you've made

He isn't a big fan of pie or dried fruits though

If you make a batch of anything, he'll try a bite if you ask, but that'll be it

You're always certain he's just trying to be polite

But whenever you wake up in the morning, half the tray is gone

Michael will just shrug it off of course

But it's pretty obvious he enjoys your treats

Jason Voorhees

He absolutely loves that you bake!

To be fair, he'd love literally anything you do that makes you happy, but baking reminds him a lot of his missed childhood

You've made a couple things already that reminded him of stuff his mother used to make, and it almost brought him to tears

He doesn't really get sweet cravings like he did when he was younger, but he will never say no to trying something of yours

He also enjoys decorating some of the treats too

His large hands tend to fumble a bit, and nothing comes out as good as yours, but he's having fun, and that's what matters most to you both

His favorite thing is coming home after a long day to the smell of baked goods and to see you casually mixing ingredients together

You just seem so content, and it gives him a taste of what domestic life is like with you

He'll always come over to greet you with a hug, not caring if you're covered in flour

And once he's gotten cleaned up, he just sits at the table out of the way, watching you

He especially loves when you talk to him while baking

It just makes him all warm inside

Thomas Hewitt

He never really grew up with home baked goods like yours before, so it feels like literal heaven when he smells the sugar in the air

He likes walking up and peering over your shoulder, trying to see what you're doing

He also just likes hanging out with you in case you need help with anything

If your arms ever get tired from mixing or kneading, you know who to ask

If you let him, he'll take little tastes of the batters, predicting how much he's going to like them once they're done

(It's always a 10/10)

If it's sweet, he likes it

There's never been anything you've made that he didn't eat almost all of in one night

He loves if you make enough for the whole family too!

He's a bit hesitant to help decorate, and even more so to help add ingredients

But if you ask, there's no way he'd be willing to say no

Bubba Sawyer

He adores your baking!

He absolutely has no idea what you're doing half the time, but he's happy about it all the same

You've got to be careful with this one though

Because if you even turn around for a second, the batter is gone

Same goes for when the treats are cooling

If you leave the kitchen, they'll be gone within just a couple minutes

You have no idea how he manages to do it

At least he's showing you just how much he loves your bakery?

But besides that, he's a great hand to have in the kitchen

He can mix and mix for days

And he's always there to help hand you whatever you need

Just don't trust him with the powders unless you want a white, dusty kitchen

He's also not the best around the hot oven, having burnt himself a handful of times

It's kind of like having a helpful but clumsy child in the kitchen with you

But he's so sweet you can't bare to tell him to leave

Brahms Heelshire

Brahms never grew up with many sweets in the house

So having his own baker at home is like feeding a starving man

And with Brahms, you can imagine how that goes

Will come to you almost every day with a new treat he is craving

In fact, he even added to the rules list that you needed to make him a bedtime treat or else he refuses to go to sleep

You love baking of course, so it's not a problem, but some of his requests are absurd

A pie covered in chocolate ice cream smooshed with cookies and drizzled with brownie batter might be a bit much for a midnight snack

But you honestly did it to yourself

The moment he tasted your treats, there was no going back

And be careful when the sugar rush hits

He's ready to bounce off the walls with you in tow

Norman Bates

Norman has always been one for domestic hobbies

So the fact that you're a baker makes him feel so cozy and warm

Waking up to fresh muffins with his tea, coming home to a plate of brownies, and even being woken up in the middle of the night to some wild cookie recipe all makes Norman so happy

Jokingly complains that you're fattening him up

He's honestly a pretty good baker himself, although he argues that his skill is nowhere near as good as yours

But there have been a handful of times he prepare his own treat beside you in the kitchen, and it always came out amazing

And because of his experience, he's happy to give a lending hand when you need

If you're making something you know by heart instead, then he's still there beside you, keeping up with the dishes so you don't have to tend to a mess later

Norman enjoys whatever makes you happy, and is eager to learn even more about what you love too!

Billy Loomis

He's pretty chill about it at first

He thinks it's a cute hobby, but doesn't know much about it himself

However, the first time he was actually there with you watching you work and tasting what you made...

He really gained a better perspective on it

He can see the hard work and true enjoyment you put into the hobby, and this makes him appreciate it more

He's not huge on sweets, but seeing you put all of this together for him makes it impossible to deny them

Will be brutally honest if he likes something or not, but there's truly only been a couple times he actually didn't like what you made

Will occasionally sit on the counter beside you and just ask basic questions

"What does this thing do?" "How long does it need to sit there?" "Is there a difference between folding and mixing?"

You always smile at him since his genuine curiosity is cute

Plus, it shows he's trying to learn more about what you do

Will definitely stand behind you and rest his head on your shoulder while you work

Stu Macher

You love to bake? Well, Stu loves to eat

Match made in heaven in his eyes

He honestly is surprised by the amount of effort that it takes to whip up a simple cookie or cupcake

He's not usually on this end of the food process

But he honestly enjoys watching what you do

Will literally just stare and zone out, making you laugh

Loves loves loves when it's time to lick the spoon

He will dab batter onto your nose though

He's a huge fan of helping you decorate too!

Just be careful, because Stu is also a huge fan of squeezing the piping bag directly into his mouth

But surprisingly, Stu has become pretty decent at piping frosting and making your treats look pretty

He always insists on eating the ones you decorate though because they "taste better"

He honestly just loves being able to show praise for the stuff you make him and will always request a fun treat to accompany your weekly movie nights

#slashers x reader #slasher preference #slashers headcanon #slashers preference #slashers #michael myers headcanons #michael myers x reader #michael myers #halloween #halloween movie #jason voorhees headcanons #jason voorhees x reader #jason voorhees #friday the 13th #friday the thirteenth #thomas hewitt #thomas hewitt x reader #texas chainsaw massacre #the texas chainsaw massacre #brahms heelshire x reader #brahms heelshire #brahms heelshire headcanon #the boy 2016 #billy loomis x reader #billy loomis headcanon #billy loomis #stu macher x reader #stu macher #stu macher headcanons #scream movie