#father mad hatter
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I ran the moment I saw requests were open how ab the dork squad + two face w a ex robin (maybe they got the jason Todd treatment or not your choice ) y/n who they take care of as a like sidekick + kid
Happy to hear that!
Rogues with Ex Robin Reader
Riddler
Ok, so the kid annoyed the shit out of him
They would always fight, even more than with Batman but he saw kid potential
When Y/N turned his puzzle against him almost cutting his head off, he was only pissed for a moment before rolling his eyes at Barman for giving Robin a lecture
Kid actually showed some brain, what is his problem?
Would offer kid work and, after few beat upsby them, they accept it
It's at first secret but Bayman finds out and tries to talk to Y/N but they had enough of being holded back; the fight broke off and Batman lost Robin but Riddler got new sidekick
He teaches them everything he knows, makes them new costume
Still keep fighting but now it's verbal fight
He gets used to them being there and while he bitches about them from time to time he is only one allowed to do that
If anyone is saying bad stuff about his new sidekick he whips out full blown argument why they're wrong and how Y/N is brilliant while other person is stupid
Doesn't think of himself as father but it's clear to everyone else that he is
Scarecrow
This Robin was weird, they were scared of his toxin yet they always tried to work around it, examine it, once even purposely walked into it
It got his attention
When he kidnapped them once he started talking about fear, how it pushes people and Y/N was listening with interest
He just smirked and after getting arrested he told them he can't wait for their next meeting
Next time he hears about them they're dead
He isn't shoked but definitely didn't liked that
There was finally someone else who saw his vision and of course they had to die; he would remind Dark Knight about it next time
He honesty was suprised when he saw them again, they looked think and dirty but they were alive
Scoops them and starts asking questions, turns out there were ways to come back; kid says at least now they aren't afraid of death
Jon would be the judge of that
Since they basically started a new life he asks if they're interested in a new identity as his sidekick, they were already interested in his toxin, might as well use their death reason to pursue it
Robin becomes a Crow
Most people aren't even aware of it at first because of their costume but when Batman unmasks them it's clear
"I knew this kid was a freak." One of the police officers said and Jon got to him before Batman.
While Y/N tries to get ahold of being scary, Jon is standing behind them, making sure everyone is covering in fear
Seems cold but knows when to push and when to let go
The kid isn't getting killed for 2nd time
Mad Hatter
Robin was sweet kid, he honesty had nothing against them; sure they bear him up but so did every other Robin
One day there was an accident and Y/N got separated from Batman
Jervis found them in rumbles with henchmen
He came closer to inspect them, they started moving and jumped on him
He let out a yelp and told his henchmen to get them off but they hold strong to him and he realized they were crying
Said to let them go and Robin just kept holding him, he asked what's happened and Y/N said "Batman- left m-me" sobbing
His heart break for the poor kid so he tried to hug him, Y/N seemingly not having enough strength to protest
He took them with him and gave them clothes, tea anything they need
He didn't know what to do, he didn't want to hypnotize the kid and use it as bait, they said Batman abounded them, how can he just give them back?
Thinks it's over and after few nights of talking and playing he decides to let them stay if they now will be helping him
Is so excited about it, asks if they know about Wonderland and who they would like to be; it's ends up on the mouse
Is having so much fun with them, and is ready to teach them everything; when they hypnotize someone for the first time he realized he was proud
Then they met with Batman again and he recognized his sidekick trying to get them to home just for Y/N to have panic attack
Something in Jervis just wanted to make it go away so he straight up jumped on Batman saying to let them go
They managed to get away and he is immediately looking after Y/N, making sure they're alright
Kid just hugs him saying everything is good now and he hugs back
There's no paperwork or anything official, but from that point on, everyone knows it's his kid now
Two-Face
Ok, so this Robin was pretty nice to him honesty, always refers to him as Sir, asking if he's alright after beating
Harvey likes the kid while Harv just wants to murder them even more
He kinda gets his wish when Robin falls down and breaks his neck
Harvey is running to them while shouting for Batman but it's too late
Honesty feels bad for them, Y/N was one of the most innocent kids he has met
Even Harv admits after a while that it wasn't that bad to treated with respect
So when the kid just walks past him he almost has a heart attack
Harvey grabs their arm and takes a good look to make sure he sees it right
Asks how it is possible, who, when
Wonders if that means they're going back to being a Robin but they surprisingly refuse
They tried to be understanding to rogues and it got them killed, how they can do it again?
They both understand him so after a moment of thinking they toss a coin, he either leaves them to figure this stuff out or he's taking them under the wing
Guess which won?
Harv teaches them about guns and their safety, Harvey about loopholes in law if they got caught
He's honesty pretty understanding and nice
Looks after them while on robberies, if something can threaten their lives he gets them out of them
Starts treating them with time more like his own kid which Harv makes fun of just to be shut down when Harvey points out that he asked for Y/N birthday to give them a guns with their initials
He actually goes threw with adoptions papers; probably not legal since he is criminal but they exist
From now on it's Y/N Dent
#father mad hatter#father scarecrow#father riddler#father two face#mad hatter x platonic!reader#scarecrow x platonic!reader#riddler x platonic!reader#two face x platonic!reader#pati writes
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its almost 3 AM and im stuck with fucking brainrot of this
mother
fucking
GUY, TO THE POINT WHERE IM DRAWING HIM, AND THE ART ACTUALLY LOOKS DECENT?!?!
FUUUUUUUCKKKKKKKKK!!
#the alien draws#ever after high#eah#eah mad hatter#mad hatter eah#maddie hatter#eah maddie#fuck this shit#do i love the show? yes#do i love the father daughter relationship between these two? absolutely#do i wanna be up at 3 in the god damn morning when i should be sleeping so i can pack cause im moving? NO#im in hellworld
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Something about the Ever After High books I like is we get to see just how much Maddie and the Mad Hatter love each other.
Spoilers by the way if you're planning on reading them and haven't yet.
The Mad Hatter literally distracts a monster, that could very well kill him just so Maddie and the others have a chance at being safe and stopping said monster. When Maddie is in trouble and is being sent away to Neverland as punishment the Mad Hatter is right there behind her, ready to close up forever just to be with his daughter. I forget if he was required to, though or if he just wanted to because he's he's a good dad
He also cares for her friends so much too. He's just such a sweet and caring dad and I love that so much. Also in the actual show we see him care for her and her friends.
If I recall correctly the Mad Hatter is one of two wonderlandian adults that escaped Wonderland after the curse and he was one of the main people that made sure everyone who could got out as safe as possible.
Instead of getting mad at them for eating all the pies in the shop (even straight up stealing them from other patrons) he just gets them another pie! They must be hungry!
Him and Maddie's little handshake is cute, the way he's proud of her for getting in detention. I just love their father daughter relationship so much.
#ever after high#eah#madeline hatter#maddoe hatter#the mad hatter#the mad hatter ever after high#ever after high the mad hatter#eah the mad hatter#the mad hatter eah#father daughter relationship#way too wonderland#spring unsprung
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Ok el collab ya está publicado por lo que puedo mostrar esto:
Majito selfship tercermundista si señor 😎👍
#my art#fanart#toontown#toontown online#my ocs#knd#toontown cogs#codename: kids next door#codename kids next door#count spankulot#knd father#the mingler#the new batman adventures#batman villains#rogues gallery#jonathan crane#scarecrow#scarecrow batman#mad hatter batman#jervis tetch#edward nygma#the riddler#tercermundismo#self ship#selfship#selfshipping#self shipping
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month-old stuffies
#alice in wonderland#father william#cheshire cat#white rabbit#disney#soviet treasure island#kievnauchfilm#john silver#black dog#lucky luke#averell dalton#adventure time#lemongrab#peppermint butler#lumpy space princess#batman#mad hatter#fan art
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In honor of fathers day, shout out to the best dad in the world of Ever After High
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due to how vast yet vague majority of Alice's family tree is I think I should be given a round of applause for not making her related to more Fables
#paraportal#grimm writings#alice glazier#she's already related to the mad hatter mary anne the white queen AND lewis carroll himself.#the thought. of her being related to so many different Fables & having ties to so many different Tales sounds HILARIOUS to me tho#like girl. no fucking WONDER you ended up getting isekai'd lmao ur whole family is magic/cursed as hell#i already wanna connect rose & marjorie due to them going into comas in their respective Tales#I CANNOT have a phantasmagoria family tree 2.0 I am NOT doing that again goddamnit#anyway sound off in the replies who alice should be related to next sljfkd /hj#like shes married to wendy - her father in law is captain hook#& her sister in law is the little mermaid. girls got ENOUGH fairytale bullshit shes gotta deal with.#but also i want as many paras in this family tree as possible. really STRETCHING the use of ''family'' here lmao
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Madhook kids moodboards part 1;
Neal Baelfire Cassidy, the 30 year old son of Milah and Gold. The kinda stepson/adoptive son of Killian Jonws and Jefferson Hightop (in this fic anyway). He is a former thief and a janitor, and the oldest of the kids.
Cassandra "Cass" Seraphina Gothel, the 16 year old daughter of Mother Gothel/Eliose Gardner. Adoptive Daughter of Killian Jones and Jefferson Hightop. She is the 2nd oldest and an adventure loving, bad ass warrior girl who can be seen as a stick in the mud at times.
Prince Edward of Andalasia/Edward James Encanted, the 14 year old step son of Narissa and the adoptive son of Killian Jones and Jefferson Hightop. He is the 3rd oldest and a sweet but slightly dimwitted boy who is the stereotypical fairytale prince for the most part.
Grace Priscilla Hightop, the 10 year old daughter of Jefferson and Priscilla Hightop. Adoptive daughter of Killian Jones. She is the 4th oldest and a hopeful, curious, playful sweetheart.
Liam "Lee-Lee" Jonathan James Jones the 3rd, the 8 year old son of Mother Gothel/Eloise Gardener and Killian Jones. Adoptive son of Jefferson Hightop. He is a slightly cowardly but intelligent and playful young man who wants to explore the world with his handmade grinning cat mask that turns him invisible at will when he's wearing it.
Alice "Tilly" Mary-Anne Jones the 2nd, the 8 year daughter of Mother Gothel/Eloise Gardener and Killian Jones. Adoptive daughter of Jefferson Hightop. She is an intelligent, brave, playful little girl who just wants to explore the world with her brother and her magic mask that makes her immune to memory curses when she's wearing it.
Ginevra "Ginny" Flower Gothel, the 7 year daughter of Mother Gothel/Eloise Gardener. Adoptive daughter of Killian Jones and Jefferson Hightop. She is a snarky and rebellious little girl with a mean streak who would do anything for her slightly younger sister, Harriet.
#neal cassidy being the hook siblings' older brother#platonic hookfire#father-son hookfire relationship#hook and baelfire#cassandra gothel#tts cassandra#but ocish#ouat au#tts au#if baelfire got to be a big brother#madhook#mad hook#mad hatter x captain hook#mad hook kids#madhook kids#descendants#once upon a time au#once upon a time#tangled the series au#oc characters#ocish characters#grace ouat#alice jones the 2nd#original child of jefferson and killian#original children of madhook#enchanted edward#prince edward of andalasia#enchanted ouat tts crossover#ginny gothel
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Doctor, Doctor, please listen!
Pairing: Spencer Reid x Chubby!Fem!reader
Cw; Tension (I tried), cursing, the smallest physical description of reader in the last portion (just mentions their stomach going over their pants), reader has scars from previous cases, rivals to lovers?, lmk if i'm missing smth
Summary: 3 times you called him doctor, 3 times he wonders why.
Disclaimer: Reader is always written with a chubby/bigger person in mind but I don't really ever describe their bodies that much cause it's x READER and every body has a different body <3
WC: 3,596
I am literally so obsessed with criminal minds somebody save my soul
OBLIVOUS IDIOTS WHO WANT EACH OTHER MY BELOVED.
Title from mad hatter by Melanie Martinez don't even @ me for that
1.
“...she will be an important part of making your team function quicker. We fought hard to get her here. I ask that you all treat her with respect and not make me intervene.”
Strauss finished her introductory spiel with a familiar “mom-glare” towards the team, walking away once she finished her speech. Unfortunately, her departure left you standing alone in front of the most intimidating man you’ve ever seen and four of his team members. You had been practically still until now. You hated the pressure of everyone’s eyes on you, causing a general freeze response to the stress of a new team. Fawn, you thought, the newest addition to the fight or flight categories and also the lovely thing forcing you to practically disassociate in front of your new boss and co-workers.
“Welcome, Dr. L/N. We’ve heard good things. I’m Aaron Hotchner, I supervise the team.” He was leaning on the table before he stepped forward to shake your hand as he spoke. “This is Emily Prentiss, Jenifer Jareau, Derek Morgan, and Doctor Spencer Reid.” He pointed towards the corresponding people as he spoke of them. “Agent Rossi is away right now, and you’ll meet our T.I. later…she’s been excited.” If you hadn’t been good at your job, you’re sure you would have missed the way his lips turned up slightly at the edges when mentioning the woman. He didn’t seem so scary anymore, more like a father of the team. You’d been expecting a drill sergeant - your last team leader could have given a bull a run for it’s money with how much aggression that guy had. You welcomed the rush of excitement you felt at the discovery, mentally shaking off the stiffness you were carrying.
“I’m happy to be here, sir. I’ve heard good things about the team, too. Your boss seems to think highly of your capabilities.” You addressed the room as you spoke. Public speaking was a skill you were still trying to master, so you practiced whenever you could.
Your statement earned a chuckle from the table. Nobody bothered to explain the reason. You figured it was too much history to sum up on the spot. Your eyes wanted to linger on Reid. He seemed so young, and you wondered if he’d been told that his entire career - lord knows you had too. A fellow doctor. You assumed he was a bit of a stickler about the title, as even his boss kept it tacked onto his name when introducing him. You’d originally hoped to find some comfort in the man, on the surface he seemed a lot like you. He was probably too smart for his own good as well. Given the way he was staring at you, though, you felt the realization sink in that the man had no intention of welcoming you.
“Why exactly do we need another profiler?” His voice held no malice as he spoke in the direction of his boss. There was more curiosity in his voice than anything, however you did pick up on the sense of superiority that sat just beneath the surface of his words. You guessed that’s how he behaved generally - as though he was superior. Still, your head tilted slightly to the side at the question.
Damn. Tough crowd.
You saw the intake of breath in Hotchner as he prepared to defend your place here but you spoke before he could start. “While I am a profiler, sir, first and foremost I am a psychiatrist - a doctor. As I’m sure you heard from Strauss, the board is unhappy with your recent efficiency rates and would also like to aid your team in dealing with mental health crises. I’ve spent my entire life studying the effects and conditions of the mentally diseased brain. I’ll be able to tell you the most efficient and effective way of interacting with these individuals, along with more accurately predicting their actions and methodology. I’m an agent, I took the same oath everyone here did but I was brought here for my expertise.” You were on a bit of a tangent, you knew that, but something about the smug feel of the man forced an emergence of competitiveness. He looked at you so indifferent, and you couldn’t help the tiny sparks of anger lighting beneath your skin. You kept a friendly disposition towards the man - you were a professional, after all, not a teenager - but you sensed a rivalry sprouting it’s roots.
The others at the table suppressed their smiles or looked down to hide it. Nobody had ever challenged Spencer like that. They could all feel he was a tad bit territorial. He was the guy people went to when they needed to know something. He was the Doctor of the group. They didn’t think he would take too kindly to another one encroaching his land. They saw the way he was tense, even more so after you responded. It was a riveting sight, though. The lot of them saw Spencer as a younger brother, and him meeting his match was something they were all so excited to see.
“Play nice, pretty boy.” Derek muttered to him, Spencer was slightly slouched in his chair now, not losing sight of you. Derek followed suit, turning his attention towards you. “We’re glad to have you, Doctor. We’ve spoken about an addition like you before, I’m glad to see the higher ups finally listened. I look forward to working with you - excuse me.” He left once his phone rang.
The others took his exit as an excuse for their own, everyone giving you a warm welcome as they left. You reciprocated happily, telling everyone they could just call you by your first name, never having been one for titles. ‘There’s one difference.’ You thought, even your internal dialogue was bitter. Aside from him, there was a warmth here that you had been desperate to find in your last team. If you had to work passive aggressively with one uptight man in exchange for a team like this - you were going to take that deal.
He refused to leave it seemed. He just sat looking inquisitively at the table, occasionally extending his stare to look at you before returning. How did you two end up alone in this room?
“Are you gonna have a problem with me, Doctor?” You shifted slightly on your feet. A notoriously nervous sign, one he definitely picked up on.
He stared again. It was his mind that kept him rooted in his seat. You were fucking alluring. He’d never met someone so like himself in his line of work. He was being a dick and he knew it but it seemed to be instinctual - some type of precaution, maybe. He didn’t know why you were being so respectful. Doctor. God, he didn’t know if the title had ever sounded so good being directed at him. His frustration only rose as he thought on the issue more. He wasn’t welcoming, it would be so easy to drop the formality, something he knew you knew would get on his nerves. But you didn’t. It didn’t seem like a question of dignity. You didn’t seem like the type to refuse a little pettiness - he sure wasn’t the type either. A thought stirred, an unsafe one he wanted to squash immediately but one he also couldn’t help but lean into. Did you want a power imbalance?
“No.” He stood abruptly, obviously still focused on the thoughts in his head. “Welcome to the team.” He addressed you one last time and then walked out of the room.
You followed shortly after, ready to make home on your couch and be done with being the newbie for the day. Your stress would follow you home, though, as the last thing you heard before you left the building was “Oh my god they’re perfect for each other.”
2.
The first few weeks were always the hardest. This was something you knew and were prepared for but it did nothing to calm your nerves. You’d been on countless missions having worked this job for a while now, but this was an entirely new dynamic to learn. You were an outsider for the first time in four years and it was scary. This case was shaping up to be a rough one, too. A man was having delusions telling him to kill. An extremely rare manifestation of his Schizophrenia, only elevated by the newly acquired aspect of him being an insomniac.
Spencer hadn’t ceased being headstrong in cases either. Every time you wanted to help he made it his mission to overcompensate in order to snuff you out. On the contrary, he’d warmed up to you a little. It wasn’t major, he barely held any positive feelings toward you, but barely was better than not at all, so you coped. You two had managed a couple small talk conversations outside the battle of one-upping that you were currently losing. You absolutely hated it, but you liked him. You liked him a lot, actually. You don’t know when in the past few days that anger morphed into fondness but it had shifted hard. The casual dominance he exuded drew you in like a porchlight lures a moth. You doubted the opposite proved true for him, and that stung. You came to enjoy the banter, the competition, even if you were always playing the losing hand. It was the only way to get his undivided attention and the feeling of his eyes on you started to follow you home.
You thought a lot about how you could get the relationship to pivot into something better. You didn’t want to be the girl he bickered with at work. You didn’t know what it was you wanted but you knew that your current fate sounded horrid. He was an ass, though, and he did not make it easy to admit those feelings. Every time he undermined you, you grew more attached and also more angry at yourself for doing so. It was because he’s so much like you, you thought. You knew from the way he interacted with his team that he wasn’t a cold guy, didn’t hold malice towards people for no reason. He needs time. He needs to know you, and God how badly you wanted to know him.
You had sustained good relations with everyone the past few weeks you’ve been here. Meeting Garcia and Rossi had been a treat - both of them being delightful company. You’d heard them whispering about you and Spencer when they thought you weren’t around. The whole team seems to think that you’re basically fated to be together. It was unnerving how comforting that thought was to you. You hoped they were right.
Spencer hoped they were right too. He’d heard the same whispers you had, chastising the team when he got the chance as if he didn’t think about you every moment he could. His eyes seemed to naturally land on you if you were around. He watched you walk around the bureau more and more lately, enjoying the gained confidence in your step as you cemented your place in the team. The sway of your hips or the swing of your arms. You mesmerized him no matter what you did. One time he got so caught up in his thoughts of you that Prentiss had to check he wasn’t having a silent panic attack. He clung to his sense of resentment, tried so hard to remind himself of the feelings he had when he first met you - you were beautiful, of course you were - but you were on claimed land and he was anything but eager for you to make home on it. That had faded fast, seeing how kind you were, scrambling to help and earn respect from everyone. The only reason he kept up the act of “man who wants you gone” was so that he could keep talking to you. Spencer was a genius but he didn’t know how to handle someone like you. He’d been interested in girls before, hell he’d had girlfriends before but it had never felt like this in such little time. Such intense infatuation was crippling for someone who’s brain worked in patterns - this was new ground for him.
“Everybody suit up. We have Foster’s location and we need to move quickly. He’s going after the source of his rage and we don’t have time to spare.” Hotch came down the stairs two at a time, spurring the team into action.
“This man is highly dangerous but also highly deluded. The cases I’ve read similar to this say it’s best to speak gently. He’s sick but he can be reasoned with.” Spencer pulls from his memory as he sets his ‘FBI’ vest into place on his chest.
“No, not this time. This man is too severe, his mind is too far gone. If these hallucinations of his are strong enough for him to touch them it’ll be extremely easy for him to rearrange or imagine your words differently. You need to be loud, direct, and assertive. Speak as little as possible. The quieter you are, the easier it will be for him to change what you’re saying in his head.” You also spoke while putting your vest on. You didn’t carry a weapon - a personal vow of yours, as you were more than classified to - so there were no holsters to fill. The contradictions between the two doctors of the team made everyone hesitate even though they lacked the time to do so.
Spencer looked at you, slightly out of breath from working so quickly. “You’re questioning my memory?”
“I’m not questioning your memory, Doctor. I’m questioning your sources. There’s a higher risk level if we do what you’re suggesting. Let me do my job.” You made the final adjustments to your attire as you finished speaking. You returned his eye contact for just a beat too long, letting the others rush out of the building while you stood your ground, the two of you begrudgingly following after them a moment later.
You had been assigned a different car than him for the ride over. ‘Thank God’ was the only thing you could think when you saw him heading to the other SUV. After another confrontation - another public one, at that - you weren’t sure you could handle being pressed leg to leg with him in the backseat. Your words were a looping record in his head as he rode towards Foster. They were about to attempt a hostage negotiation with a man seeing people who weren’t there but all he could think about was that fucking word you refused to drop.
I’m not questioning your memory, Doctor
You had to be doing this on purpose, he thought. He originally believed this had started because you knew stripping him of his beloved title would cause irritation. Now he suspected you knew how badly he wanted his name in your mouth and this was your way of torturing him. ‘It’s working.’ He thought. God was it working. He agreed with his team, you were perfect for him. You had knowledge to match his, kept him on his toes. One time the start of a ramble slipped through his “I don’t like you” façade and he felt his heart speed up at the genuine interest that roused in your eyes. You wanted to know him and he was an idiot for all the shit he was doing.
He wasn’t surprised when your strategy worked and Ben Foster was taken into custody. You were the one to talk him down, and if you hadn’t already been accepted to the team, he knew then and there that they needed you. You were flawless. He knew you’d been doing this as long as he had and it showed. He pleaded with himself to stay focused, zeroed in on the weight of the gun in his hand to save face. His mind never left you, though, much like his eyes. This was the expertise you spoke of - no wonder they fought hard to get you here.
“You were excellent in there.” It was just the two of you now. Even in the dull, flashing police lights, you were breathtaking. “Good job.” He said. Then he walked away because he was on the brink of kissing you and didn’t feel like breaking about 18 workplace rules while at the scene of a crime. You wouldn’t have been complaining if he did.
3.
Every time something like this happened it was difficult to remind yourself that not carrying a weapon was a choice you made willingly. You were currently sitting in the back of an open ambulance, about to be hoisted onto a stretcher and driven to the ER for stitches. You’ve been with the BAU for almost 3 months now and have miraculously managed to avoid injury in that time. This had been one of the easier cases. No chases or clues to follow, just a sick man who left a fairly obvious paper trail. You were the speaker on almost all cases. You were in charge of de-escalating a situation, making sure the bomb didn’t blow. You’ve never carried a weapon, always preferring to take the wounds of a job over using a gun to back up your words. You were a psychiatrist, you wanted to make people better, not vilify them. It worked, usually. People did tend to trust you more when you were unarmed. This time, though, it got you stabbed.
It wasn’t a bad injury, the blood had already stopped and was mildly dry by the time Spencer was joining you. Just one more scar to your collection. It was to the side of your quad, missing any artery by miles and just serving as a pain source at this point. A little numbing and some stitches and you’d be right as rain is what the doctor in the ambulance had said.
“What happened?” He spoke softly to you. There wasn’t a rivalry between you two, not really. The banter hadn’t stopped, but it changed. It was playful and actually fun now. The both of you weren’t obsessed with outdoing the other anymore. Some casual boastfulness and a budding friendship is where you were at with him currently.
“I got stabbed.”
“Jesus Christ, Y/N.”
He exhaled like he couldn’t comprehend the stupidity of your answer. You laughed at that. One enjoyable pastime you’d picked up in the past month was trying to bewilder him. The EMT said he needed to check the rest of your body for injury despite your protest of such a procedure. It was typical and you knew that, but you held onto the fear of your own body that middle school gave you. There was a man you liked here, and the thought of him seeing the bit of stomach that hung outside the waistline of your pants scared you more than you thought it would. You forced yourself to be rational in spite of this. It was Spencer, you wanted to be seen by him.
“Holy shit.”
You chuckled at that. You forgot that maybe a warning was in order for the amount of scars that littered your stomach.
“Probably should have told you about those.” There were dozens. You amassed a countless amount of scars over the course of your job. Stab wounds, bullet grazes, burn marks. Unsubs, as much as you tried to empathize, were often violent at the end of the day and usually lashed out before they could be helped.
He was staring - well, gazing more like. Not like someone stares at a car accident on the freeway but instead how someone stares at the moon - awe. He was in awe of you. Your strength, your courage, the fact that you went through all these individual events and still chose not to arm yourself. Some of these were in places that could have been fatal, and he thanked whatever entity may be listening that you persevered, begged them to continue that streak. He crashed hard into the desire to touch you, to run his hands over what little of your past he could see. He wondered if you would let him. If you’d fit into his palms the way he thought you would - if that was something you even wanted. The EMT was gone by now, having moved to the passenger seat for the ride to the hospital.
“Could I - " He hesitated for a moment, this was definitely the wrong question to ask. “Can I touch you?”
Your eyes glazed over slightly. Jesus. You felt your lips part a little.
“You want to?” Genuine surprise. You didn’t think you looked particularly desirable in your current state. He wanted to touch your fucking scars. Who does he think he is?
“Please.” He was looking at you in a way you hadn’t seen before. His eyes were glazed over too. You held his eyes as you nodded. The heat was so stifling that you laughed just a little at the tension.
“Fucking hell, Spence.”
Blood shot to his ears when you said his name. It had been well worth the wait to hear you say it like that - breathy and confused and so fucking pretty that he wondered how he ever lived before you said it.
“Will you tell me about them?” He was breathy too, but he wouldn’t have you here, not like this. He just needed to feel you.
“I’ll tell you anything you want, Doc.”
His hands were warm. It wouldn’t be the last time you felt them.
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My personal reimagining of Jervis Tetch, AKA: The Mad Hatter.
So I noticed that it is really common for Gotham rogues-- but almost especially Jervis Tetch-- to get redrawn and redesigned! Which I just thought was such a fun exercise, so because I'm me and predictable my brain immediately leaped at the chance to imagine my own Jervis.... set in the 1920s.
Now, the drastically different time period causes a lot of interesting dynamics. For one, I'm fairly certain Jervis Tetch's character originates from a time period of comics where people wore a lot more hats, so setting him in the past is very fitting for him. It makes a lot more sense for him to literally be an artisan hat manufacturer, as in a real hatter.
BUT what's interesting is that hand made "hatter" style hats were actually beginning to fade out of favor, and one of the reasons is actually partially because there was a growing moralizing around the hatting industry's overhunting of birds for their decorative feathers, and so Jervis ( as you can see ) having this big, real peacock bird feather on his hat is sort of a defiance, a subtle expression of his bad intent. And I imagine his introduction to crime will be marked with the sudden unprompted rise of vintage style hats "regaining popularity".
He's very much still a hypnotist, a master illusionist, and a scientific genius, and I was thinking- to shake things up- the hat is actually what drove him insane. Originally the hat band was created to counteract nerve damage he developed from mercury poisoning some years ago, but ended up also giving him heightened focus and an incurable bout of severe insanity. Then he later repurposed it for mind control.
What insanity? Ok, look at the face I drew for him. This was on accident, but I've been looking at his face...... and I cannot shake the feeling he's a dad. Like, he has peak "wacky inventor father" energy in his face, but more sickly and evil. So I was thinking.... what if for this Jervis instead of his usual romantic Alice fixation... Alice was instead his daughter. And he loved having pretend tea parties with her, acting as the hatter. Some point after he put on the hat, his behavior was a little off but not worrying yet, but he lets his daughter wander off too far in this dangerous city and he just... never sees her again. He calls the police, they're kinda apathetic- probably corrupt tbh, he puts up posters-- nothing, she's just gone. Probably dead the more time passes. A senseless tragedy in a nonsense world. This breaks his brain! And so he decides he's going to take over all of Gotham and turn it into a game of Wonderland, part out of spite, and mostly out of total denial that his daughter is gone no matter how many years pass, in hopes that the little lost girl will find her way back to him or even that more puppets means more help finding her. But with time his insanity becomes so severe he doesn't even remember Alice was his daughter and not literally the book Alice, but he is slightly more lucid when without the hat. However, he feels sick and anxious when without it.
But as it goes in Gotham, by the time they consider you Arkham levels of insane, incurably so-- a 1920s insane asylum mind you! Which practically makes him more ill-- you sort of have no choice but to stay in the crime life forever. Which is where the tommy guns come in.
#( so i have now drawn... 3 variants of an evil mad hatter character? pfft )#Jervis Tetch#vintagecandy's jervis tetch#1920s#1920s jervis tetch#mobsters#vintage#fanart#Batman#DC comics#Gotham rogues#Mad Hatter#Alice in Wonderland#The Mad Hatter#1920s gotham
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Magic Kingdom | Kylian Mbappé
Pairing: Kylian Mbappé x f.Reader
Warnings: Penetrative sex, fingering, kissing, breeding kink, no condom (wrap it before you tap it folks).
Summary: After spending the day at Disneyland Paris with his niece and nephew, Kylian wants to start a family with you
A/N: Hello, everyone! Sorry for posting this so late in the day, I got caught up with work. As always, I hope you enjoy it. I quite enjoyed this one because I’m such a sucker for Kylian with kids.
The sun shone brightly in the clear blue sky as you entered Disneyland Paris holding Kylian's niece close to your chest, the vibrant colors of the park's attractions and decorations catching your eye, and making the little girl squeal with joy. Kylian walked ahead with his nephew, eager to explore the different lands of the park. The air was warm and the breeze was refreshing, the sweet smell of pastries making your mouth subtly water. It was the perfect day to enjoy all the rides and experiences the park had to offer.
As you walked through the park, you were struck by the vibrant colors and delightful sounds of Disney magic all around you. You and the kids marveled at the elegant architecture of Main Street, U.S.A, with its charming shops and cafes, and then ventured into Adventureland, Frontierland, and Fantasyland to explore more of the park's wonders.
Walking by the Mad Hatter's Tea Cups ride, Kylian's niece tugged on his sleeve. "Tonton Kyky, est-ce qu'on peut aller sur ce manège, s'il te plaît?" ("Uncle Kyky, can we go on that ride, please?")
Kylian smiled down at her. "Bien sûre, ma petite poule. On y vas!" ("Of course, my little chicken. Let's go!")
As you all made your way over to the ride, skipping through the long line as you had made sure to buy the fast passes, your heart swelled with love and admiration for your husband. It was clear to you that despite being one of the greatest footballers in the world, he never let his busy schedule interfere with being a loving and devoted husband.
Watching him interact with his brother's children, Kylian's niece and nephew, was a true testament to his character. He was patient, playful, and always put their needs first. Seeing him be so caring and attentive made you dream about starting a family of your own with him.
As you all climbed aboard the Mad Hatter's Tea Cups, you found yourself lost in thoughts about the future, imagining Kylian spinning around with your own children, making them giggle with delight just like he did with his niece and nephew. It was a sweet and tender moment, and you knew in your heart that Kylian would make an amazing father.
"This is going to be so much fun!" exclaimed Kylian's nephew breaking you from your reverie as you all sat in the pretty pink teacup, as requested by little Lana.
"I know, I can't wait!" replied Kylian's niece, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
You and Kylian shared a smile, both feeling happy to be able to share this experience with his family. Kylian's little 4-year-old niece was holding onto you tightly as the ride spun faster and faster. The colors of the ride blended together in a dizzying and exhilarating whirlwind. Kylian bit his lip noticing how well you took care of his niece, and he couldn't help but dream about how nice of a mother you would be.
As the ride came to an end, you all stumbled out of the tea cups, still a little disoriented but filled with a sense of pure joy and laughter.
"That was so cool!" Kylian's niece exclaimed, bouncing up and down with excitement.
"I know, right? Let's do it again!" added Kylian's nephew.
You all shared a laugh, happy to have created such a fun memory together. As you made your way through the park, you stopped to take photos with the characters, capturing memories that would last a lifetime. The kids were especially excited to meet their favorite Disney princesses and heroes, and the look of pure joy on their faces was priceless. Throughout the day, you felt Kylian giving you these discreet looks that you couldn't quite figure out what they meant and he was usually very easy to read. You also noticed how extra-touchy he was.
Kylian usually kept his hands to himself when the kids were around but since you got off the Mad Hatter's Tea Cups ride, he was extra affectionate. A lingering kiss here, and a discreet pat on your behind. You finally caught on to his behavior when Lana had accidentally spilled her juice all over her beautiful Princess Ariel dress while you were all sitting down to eat at Casey's Corner. She got teary-eyed and looked up at you, "Tati, I ruined my dress!" You immediately comforted her and reassured her, "It's okay, Lana. Accidents happen. Let's go get you a new dress, okay?"
As you got up to find the nearest boutique, Kylian staying behind to clean up the spilled juice you caught the way he looked at you and Lana with such wistfulness and longing that even a blind person would have caught on to what he wanted. You were sure you were blushing to the tips of your hair, your heart filled with warmth and love. Shaking your head, you switched your focus to the still upset little girl holding your hand, putting thoughts of little babies with your husband’s dimples to the back of your mind.
As the day wore on, you took breaks to enjoy refreshing drinks and tasty treats like popcorn and cotton candy, and then continued to explore the park's many attractions, including the magnificent Sleeping Beauty Castle. As the sun slowly dipped below the horizon, you and Kylian found a spot to watch the enchanting Disney Illuminations show, with its stunning projections and dazzling fireworks illuminating the night sky. The children, tightly secured in your arms after a brief argument about who would get to sit in Tati or Tonton’s lap, were entranced, and as you looked at each other, you couldn't help but feel a wave of pure love and affection wash over you both.
Back home, the kids tucked into bed after an exciting trip to Disneyland, you and and your husband snuggled into bed. You had one leg thrown over his strong thighs as you rested your head onto his naked toned chest relaxing to the comforting sound of his heartbeat.
"I had such a great time today, mon amour." Kylian said as he stroked your hair his chin resting on the top of your head.
"Me too," you replied. "It was so much fun to see the kids' faces light up."
Kylian paused for a moment before speaking again. "You know, spending the day with them made me realize something."
"What's that?" you asked curiously, sleepily nuzzling into his chest.
"I…uh…I was thinking about how I wanted to start a family with you," Kylian said slightly stuttering, as you felt your heart stop for a second. You looked up at him seeing the way he was nervously chewing on his bottom lip. "Really? Are you sure?" you asked, unsure of how to respond, not like you weren’t secretly fantasizing about that the whole day and you were pretty sure he caught on to that.
Kylian nodded, gently stroking your lower back. "I've been thinking about it for a while now, and today just seeing you with the kids made me want it all the more."
You snorted while fiddling with the silver chain with your initials you got him for your second anniversary which he never took off. " Yeah, baby, you were really subtle about it today."
Lightly pinching your waist, he rolled his eyes. “Yes, because you were so subtle mademoiselle, blushing every time I looked at you.”
You giggled and leaned into his touch, feeling a wave of desire wash over you. Kylian's eyes flickered with amusement before turning serious. "I'm serious, though. I want to start a family with you."
Your heart swelled with love for him, and you felt tears prick at the corners of your eyes. "I want that too, Kylian. More than anything."
He leaned down to capture your lips in a soft, sweet kiss, his hand moving up to cup your cheek. You responded eagerly, deepening the kiss and wrapping your arms around his neck. You had made love countless times before, but this felt different. It was as if you were cementing your commitment to each other and to the future you were planning.
Breaking the kiss, Kylian gazed into your eyes, his own filled with love and longing. "I want to make love to you," he whispered, his voice husky and filled with emotion. Your heart fluttered at his words, feeling a heat building within you as he began to trail kisses down your neck, causing shivers to run down your spine.
Your hands scratched the back of his head causing him to let out a sinful groan that sent streaking pleasure deep to your core, fluttering emptily. He hovered over you, his wet lips trailing kissing down your chest over the fabric of the silky black nightgown you were wearing wetting to fabric with his eager tongue, leaving you breathless with his touch.
“You’re so perfect, mon coeur. Je t’aime si fort,”, he whispered against your covered nipple making you whimper his name as his hands trailed over your legs lifting your gown up and revealing more of your soft flesh. You slightly arched your back off the bed to help him take the silky fabric off, leaving you naked under his smoldering gaze. He gently cupped your cheek his thumb sweeping tenderly across the soft skin, a deep contrast with the dangerously molten desire swirling in his dark eyes.
“Ma femme,” his voice said, finally, so low that it was almost a sigh. That one word alone ignited a flame of passion so intense, you were scared you were never going to come back from it. This moment here with him felt almost sacred, it was as if everything in your life led you here, in a penthouse in the middle of Paris, lying naked as the moonlight from the large window illuminated your body, and this beautiful, beautiful man looking down at you as you embarked on a path that would leave you intertwined with him for eternity.
Just as you started to feel overwhelmed, he was all over you. His hands were on your skin, gripping and circling around both breasts at once, pushing against your hard nipples, as he whispered sweet nothings against your heart making your toes curl and dragging hungry moans from your throat.
He slowly trailed his hand down your belly, giving it an extra caress as it would be his child’s new home, and cupping your swollen flesh making you groan his name. His fingers trailed through your wetness as he opened up your folds and found the little nub, rubbing it back and forth. You arched your back, the pleasure zapping up your spine as you lost yourself in him. “Ky…Kylian… Fuck, j’ai besoin de toi,” you practically sobbed as he pressed his forehead against yours, his hot breath on your face making you lose your mind from desire. (“Ky…Kylian… Fuck, I need you,” )
“Tu es que à moi, mon amour. Juste à moi,” he whispered, his words leaving your heart a mess. Kylian slowly slid two of his fingers deep into your swollen, wet pussy, preparing you for him as you cried out in pleasure due to the intrusion. ("You are only mine, my love. Only mine.")
“Fuck, bébé. You’re so tight for me,” he moaned into your mouth, his tongue tangling with yours as he scissored his fingers to stretch you out, creating an inferno that had you reeling. You cling to his broad, warm shoulders, feeling the shift of hard muscle as your husband curves his fingers upward finding that special spot inside you that has your thighs shaking. “I’m go-going to cum, baby…please.”
You’re writhing in his hold as he continues to invade you and push you towards your peak. Tears start to build in the corner of your eyes as the pressure builds up inside you. It only takes another flick of his wrist, to send you spiralling towards completion as you shout his name. Kylian continues to pump his fingers, helping you ride out your high.
Feeling sensitive, you gently push on his chest signalling him to stop. He slowly takes his finger out of your wet core and pushed the sticky hair back from your forehead. Tenderly, he pecks your nose, cheek, and finally your lips. “Let me put a baby in you, mon amour, yeah? I want to see you swollen with my child,” he groans lustfully. “Tell me you want that, bébé. Tell me you want my child in you.”
“Yes, Ky. I want your baby, only yours,” you moan wrapping your legs around his waist as you feel him rolling his hips into yours, his clothing member rubbing your drenched mound. “I want you to get me pregnant, please Ky.”
You trail your hands down his back, struggling to take his tight briefs off. Taking the hint, Kylian gently unwound your legs from around him and quickly takes them off throwing them somewhere in the bedroom. He stands over you, his large, swollen cock, standing straight up, the tip wet with precum. You let out an embarrassingly loud moan at the sight of him stroking his generous length up and down.
“Beg me, bébé,” he says lost in the sight of you spread open for him, your hole clenching in front of his eyes. “Beg me to fill you.”
God, you were losing it. “Please, Kylian. Fill me up, I want you inside me so bad.”
Throwing his head back at your pleading, he nudges your legs, spreading you wider, and trails his length through your wet folds, tapping your clit, sending shudders down your spine. Just as you were about to beg him again, he presses that hot, leaking hardness into you, delving it between your wet lips and spreading them apart, oh putain.
A loud moan erupted from your throat as your husband entered your heat, immediately he put a hand over your mouth, shushing you gently. “Bébé, as much as I want you screaming my name, the kids are asleep.”
Through the hefty fog of lust and desire that had engulfed your brain, the thought that his innocent niece and nephew were sleeping peacefully down the hall pierced through you, cooling the flame of passion slightly. You nodded your head at his words, as he continued to slide through, as your walls struggled to fit his thick length. He was huge. There was always so much of him.
“Putain, bébé,” he gasped in that deep voice of his that had you clenching even tighter all around him. “You’re always so fuckin’ good for me.”
He finally bottomed out inside, your sweaty bodies wedged tight together, spread thighs flush against his hips, the bulging weight of his balls pressing against you from below. He waited, letting you adjust to him, always the gentleman, before you nodded at him, giving him the go.
Gripping you tight, he dragged himself out, slowly, and then sank back in with a single driving thrust of his hips, shit. You had to bite down on your lip so hard, you were pretty sure you broke through the skin, to stop yourself from letting out something alarmingly close to a scream. It was so good, particularly when he let out those breathtaking deep groans right in her ear.
“Ky, more. Please,” you gasped, pushing his butt with your feet. And just like the caring, attentive husband he was, answered your wish and sped up his thrusts. Dragging his leaking cock back, and then rapidly slamming hard inside, sending a blast of screaming shattering ecstasy through your body.
“Oh, God. Ky, faster. I want you so bad,” you pleaded as tears escaped your eyes. Kylian looked at your teary face contorted with pleasure and went feral as he crashed his mouth onto yours devouring your soul. His huge cock ploughing through her wet cunt and his heavy cum-filled balls slapping her ass, the filthy sound of their love-making resounding in the dark room. “Take it, bébé. I’m going to fill you up so good,” he growled biting her lip, soothing it immediately with his tongue. “You’re going to look so beautiful round with my child. Take it, princesse, Fuckin’ take it.”
You were going crazy, your heart was ramming into your chest as you felt searing white-hot pleasure spread through your body. “I’m cumming, fuck, Kylian,” you muffled your moans in his neck, as you felt your cunt spasming around his hot length. “Cum for me, princesse,” he groaned as his hips stuttered, his own orgasm racing through him. Just as you were spiraling, your mind dizzy from the force of your own release, you felt his hot cum splattering your walls, filling you with his seed as his sinful moans invaded your hearing. You felt so sensitive, but Kylian continued to thrust, pushing his cum inside you as it started to leak.
As he felt himself getting overstimulated, he got off of your, slowly taking his cock from your battered pussy making sure to push back his fertile cum that escaped. “Gotta make sure it sticks, bébé,” he said making you let out an exhausted giggle. As he laid down beside you, after putting a pillow under your hips as you heard it helped with getting pregnant, he lovingly stroked your hair placing a gentle hand on your belly, basking in the afterglow of your love-making.
“I love you so much, mon ange,” he said delicately, eyes filled with love and affection. Turning to look at the man who stole your heart two years ago in the most unexpected way, you cupped his cheek, placing a soft kiss on his nose. “I love you more, baby. I hope I’m pregnant right now.”
Chuckling, he took the pillow from underneath your hips as it had been ten minutes and pulled you into his arms. “T’inquiète, mon amour. After all, I am known for always shooting on target,” he said cheekily, making you laugh. “Ah, oui. How could I forget? Meilleur buteur du PSG, n’est-ce-pas?”
("Ah, yes. How could I forget? The top scorer of PSG, yeah?")
As you lay tangled in each other's arms, you both knew that this was just the beginning of a new chapter in your lives, one filled with love, laughter, and the joy of starting a family together.
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How would my Dork Squad react to their child going missing? — also maybe their kid was found by Batman
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Oh boy.
Riddler
He was in middle of writing something even though S/O asked him to look out for kid, he thought they would just find something to do
After he makes a break he goes to the salon to see how kid doing to see they're not there
Huh
Calls for them and looks around the house but they're not here
Starts seriously panicking and he runs down the stairs to see where they went, asks people around while doing it
Just runs around local places like headless chicken
Eventually starts yelling and having a panic attack
How could he lose his kid?! Where are they!? Were they kidnapped?! Were they-!?
His mind refuses to go into that territory
Goes back home and starts getting dressed in costume to use his methods to find them when Batman lands on his balcony
He tells him he doesn't have time, he has something important-
"Dad!"
He stops whatever he was doing and sees his kid in Batman arms
Runs towards them with open arms and kid jumps into his arms
Just hugs them like they would run away again
Batman just let himself smile before saying to kid to don't go on their own into city before going away
Riddler asks million of questions; Where were they, Are they hurt?
Kid just wanted to go to park but since Eddie was busy they went themselves and got lost
Edward says to never to that again and he's heart is pulsing so much, he never thought he would ever be grateful to Batman
Scarecrow
He was waiting for kid to come back from school but bus didn't came so he calls the school
They say that kid said they would meet with dad not far from school
This absolutely wasn't the case and he starts yelling at them for letting them go without confirmation
Goes into car with fear toxin, in case, and drives to the school looking out for them
He goes towards other side when he doesn't saw them
Starts cursing under his breath and stops car when he sees their bracelet
Starts hyperventilating and runs around looking for them
That's when Batman shows up and Crane threatens him with toxin
That is until his kids goes from behind of Dark Knight cape
Tells them to get there fast and goes before them to shield them while giving Batnan a look
Batman just tells the kid to not go without permission and goes away
He immediately kneeling to the kid making sure they're not hurt, asking why they told teacher that he will be waiting for them
That's when he sees plants his kid has with them and recognizes them as his fear toxin ingredient
Kid saw them on one of trips and wanted to suprise him, they say sorry with tears in their eye
He just let's out a sigh and hugs them, taking them to car
Mad Hatter
Man was on heist and left kid not far away to pick them later
After he is done he comes for them but they're nowhere to be found
Looks around calling for kid but they don't show up
While smiling he thinks 'My kid is gone'
Realization hits. "MY KID IS GONE!"
Starts running through streets with his stolen things not carring about being caught and screams their name
Batman barred his way
"Mad Hatter what is-?"
"Good that you're here! C/N is gone! I give these back if you find them!"
Batman is taken back but he won't say no to finding a kid
So he drops Tetch by the police and goes looking for kid
When he comes back Jervis immediately jumps to the kid and starts kissing their face and hugging asking where they were
Kid was just bored and decided to go on a walk
Jervis will remember to leave them with someone next time
They will go to S/O in police car to car to drop kid before taking him to Arkham
Batman has mixed feelings but at least kid is safe
#riddler#scarecrow#mad hatter#butterfly anon#father riddler#father scarecrow#father mad hatter#pati writes
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okay okay hear me out. hatchetfield/ever after high au
i maaaaaayyy have been thinking about this since. the day i saw abstinence camp. in my defense dexven and lautski are the same ship and nobody likes either of these things more than me (/j) so like. rundown of ideas i had (and one piece of inspo from a gc i'm in)
Stephanie Lauter, daughter of the Evil King: Yeah, I'm just fully reusing Raven's backstory here. Steph's born into wickedness and expected to one day inherit her father's throne and oppress her people and possibly curse the future Snow White. Which earns her respectful fear from her fellow "evil" peers, fearful respect from most of her classmates, and dread from herself, because she doesn't want to be anything like her dad, for better or for worse, even if it means risking going poof. Doesn't really help she's just not a good student in the classes assigned to her and her father keeps telling her she'll be a terrible Evil Queen anyway. Would absolutely prefer to write her own destiny. Her current plans involve doing fuck-all as an adult.
Peter Spankoffski, son of one of the Generic Charming Families: More specifically, the ones from Beauty and the Beast. One problem. He wasn't exactly planned. His big brother has already lived out being the beast and a noble lady named Jenny broke Ted's curse yeeeeaaarrrs ago, so Pete's already seen what should be his story play out in real time. And given the assumption that Ted and Jenny's kid would take on one of their roles, Pete's not sure he even has a destiny. Pretty much ostracized by most of his peers for so obviously not having a destiny. He's the only non-villian not inherently scared of Steph, and when they talk it's all like "god, you're so lucky your story isn't a shitshow" "at least you have a story" and eventually they kinda further break destiny by dating because they are literally just Raven and Dexter in another font.
Ruth Fleming, daughter of The Mad Hatter: @mythuzalasheir3 suggested this one to me and I was so inclined to agree. Ruth is so Wonderlandian to me. She's theatrical, she's eccentric and not willing to turn it down, will just say what's on her mind as she sees it. Taking a bit from the books canon, she does sorta resent Steph at first for her father going off-book and poisoning Wonderlandian magic, but after Pete urges her to actually talk to her as they start hanging out more, she sees Steph isn't as scary as she thought and very quickly gets comfortable turning up her madness and speaking Riddlish around her like she does with her other friends. Speaking of which.
Richie Lipschitz, son of the Wizard of Oz: Yes. I really am making Pete the odd one out. Ruth is Wonderlandian, Richie is an (honorary) Ozian. Sue me. This basically stems from how Richie was in charge of taping the prank in the Waylons/putting on the music, so knowing he has special effects know-how, he is going to have a blast doing the hologram head thing in the Emerald City for a few decades. He also plans on introducing pop culture stuff to Oz, too, not just more science. Nerd. I think he's iconic for it.
(Side note: neither Ruth nor Richie can believe that they're just casually best friends with a prince, even though Pete really doesn't want it to be a big deal).
Grace Chasity, daughter of the Temple Woman from The Little Mermaid: Right. History time. If you're not familiar with the original version of TLM, after the mermaid brings the prince back to shore, a girl from a Christian monastery finds the prince, and he believes she saved him instead of the mermaid. And also she and the prince are married by the end. I chose this fully because she's very proud of the fact she already has an immortal soul, and doesn't have to do anything for a happily ever after other than be in the right place at the right time. She does not give a damn about who her prince is as long as they stick to the script. Basically, she's a Royal out of necessity more than anything.
Max Jagerman, son of another Charming Clan: More specifically, he's destined to be the Rapunzel's prince. He's in with Steph because he thinks it's a good idea to be on the good side of all royals in his class. But not Storiless Spankoffski. He does NOT fraternize with people whose existence could poof away a whole story. For as much as he tries to fit the example of Perfect Royals Accepting Their Destiny, he does still have a target of affection not in his story: Grace. Being much more stereotypically Royal than him, she keeps rejecting him due to not being interested and not even part of his story. Doesn't stop him from trying.
The Lords in Black, the heads of Ever After High: Everyone has a destiny. They're here to run the school and enforce them, and also dictate the destinies of the more ambiguous cases like Charming Number Twenty-Seven or "how do we find a replacement for a character who is dead." They say there's a spider in the basement but don't even worry about it, they'll take care of it eventually.
Webby, the Weaver in the Basement: Basically taking the place of Giles Grimm, her brothers have let her have less and less involvement with destinies over the years, so she's spinning up happier endings that hopefully won't go poof in solitude. Would definitely encourage Steph to follow her heart instead of her destiny.
Henery Hidgens as the Magic Botany teacher, and also former Jack of Jack the Giant Slayer fame: man I just think this would be funny
#i spent like. an hour typing this#team starkid#starkid#hatchetfield#hatchetverse#steph lauter#stephanie lauter#peter spankoffski#pete spankoffski#ruth fleming#richie lipschitz#grace chasity#max jagerman#lords in black#webby#eah#ever after high#eah au#<- in case i do more w this there's the tag#lautski
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Hands off!
The children who wouldn't share their toys are now adults who won't share their henchmen. Specifically the favourite henchman.
Scarecrow: "Don't even think about it. Give them back." Jonathan said coldly, almost glaring at the Riddler. "You're not even using them!" The Riddler rebutted. "The last time I gave you one of mine, you threw a pipe at their head." Jonathan countered, and the Riddler suddenly loudly interrupted. "It was a crowbar, and I threw it at my idiot who just so happened to be next to your idiot and then I beat my idiot to death with said crowbar in front of your idiot! If you're going to act all high and mighty at least get the story right! Besides I won't do that to this one. They've only got their looks..." The Riddler looked you over. "...barely.Its all they can depend on in this world since they don't have a brain." Jonathan turned. "Did your father beat you so much because you couldn't take no for an answer?" He asked dryly. Eyebrows from all directions at this, everyone preparing to run from what could just be hell on earth. "I don't know, Jonathan, did your grandmother abuse you because you're a sociopath?" You held your breath, looking at the nearest exit.
Black Mask: "Pay me, and I'll think about it. Until then, hands off." Roman deadpanned. "As if we'll pay you to sit and consider shit!" Two-Face snapped. "You owe us after our men gave you the numbers for your last little job you did." Harv' added. "I'd hate to think you were being ungrateful." Roman sucked his teeth with a low chuckle, slowly moving towards Two-Face. "Have you forgotten who I am? I ain't gotta be grateful for shit. You're either with me or against me, Harvey. How about you be grateful that I pull the weight in this city and I give you extra wiggle room huh?" Two-Face took out his coin and flipped it before looking for where it landed. "Very well." Harvey replied. "Are they all priced?"It wasn't clear what he was referring to until Roman replied, pointing at you. "That one is. Those ones are not." He gestured to a group of lower ranks thugs. "They'll do." Harvey replied. "Then go right ahead. Consider us even." Roman replied.
Penguin: Roman Sionis came sauntering in, inspecting everyone before his eyes landed on you. He snapped his fingers at you. "You. You'll do." "Not that one." Oswald cut in and Roman slowly turned. "What?" "Pick another one, that one is needed here in the lounge." Oswald replied flatly. "And why is that exactly?" Roman said icily. "Because that one is very good at luring in men like yourself to the lounge. So...pick another." Oswald replied. Roman chuckled after a moment. "I'll give you that, Oswald. They'd be very good at that." Roman's eyes roamed up and down your body behind his black skull mask. When Oswald wasn't looking, Roman beckoned you to him. "Give 'em back, Sionis." "You're a pain in my ass!" Roman ground out in response.
Mad Hatter: "yes, yes, you can borrow one of my rabbits, dear Edward!" Jervis said cheerfully, inspecting one of his mind control hats. As he turned, he noticed the Riddler gesturing to you and Jervis dropped the hat on his seat as he screeched. "NOT THAT ONE!" There was a moment of silence. An uncomfortable stunned silence. Jervis broke it. "I like that one, pick another one." The Riddler couldn't even think of what to say. Jervis picked up his cup of tea, his throat feeling a little scratchy from the sudden scream.
The Riddler: Jonathan had taken you forty five minutes ago claiming the Riddler knew and Jonathan would give you extra money. Now, Jonathan's phone had begun to ring. "Hello?" "GIVE THEM BACK." The Riddler yelled so loud you could hear him on the other side of Jonathan's phone. Impressively or intimidatingly, Jonathan didn't so much as flinch nor did he reply. Edward didn't wait for a response either. "They're mine! Give them back! You didn't even ask!" Horror flooded you and Jonathan smirked. Of course he'd lie to you, even if you would get in the bad books with The Riddler. "My apologies, Edward. We're a little too far away and ... I don't care. I'm busy. Goodbye." "CRANE, I SWEAR-" The Riddler was cut off as Jonathan hung up the phone, looking incredibly smug.
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EEEEE HEYYY!!! Im so happy ur request are open like omg my day has gotten SO much better!
Can I please get a Yandere Platonic Lucifer x Daughter reader? (Blue exorcist :>) As well as Yanplatonic Mephisto with daughter reader. ( blood-related. maybe with both readers growing up and realising how shitty their father is??)
We need more content with them and I loved your previous headcannon about Lucifer so- THANKSVSGFS.
Headcannons please :>>>
MORE PLATONIC YANDERE!! YESSS! and from Blue Exorcist! Thats a Plus! Deal!
Platonic Yandere Mephisto Pheles/Platonic Yandere Lucifer x Daughter! Reader
Genre: Headcanons
Reader: female
Warnings:(here we go) YANDERE BEHAVIOR, PLATONIC YANDERE, kind of infantilization, MENTAL DAMAGE, ISOLATION, Treats of violence, Manipulation, mental issues due all this, Mephisto is a psycho and Lucifer is NOT BETTER, LONG POST, I think is all.
Platonic Yandere Mephisto
He's a very difficult platonic yandere to have because you simply can't take him seriously and he can't take you seriously.
Mephisto is a case in which you know from the beginning that he is a screwed up father, and not in the "trash man" sense but in the sense that he has something wrong in his head and he knows it himself.
He is like the Mad Hatter in several ways. and you are Alice. HIS ALICE.
Don't get me wrong, of course he loves you, you are the Apple of his eyes, although at first he definitely only kept you out of a kind of curiosity to see how you would turn out once you grew up having been raised by him.
Would you be chaotic? His total opposite? A little of both? Maybe like Amaimon? As long as you weren't like Lucifer, he was quite amused by any outcome.
What he didn't expect was growing up to love you very fast. But he was pretty fine with it. Being your "Dad" was interesting for him and he did have fun when he did it.
And precisely although you interacted with him daily while you were growing up, not only did he raise you, but also maids and other services, it is thanks to that that you knew the difference between good parenting and what HE did.
He was not exactly bad at the start, just too chill, too relaxed, he was NOT an authority figure, but more than anything, this am
Although while you were little, there really were no Yandere tendencies other than the standard honestly.
to be somewhat unsettled, that already seemed part of his nature so it went very unnoticed.
That anyone who tried to hurt you would end up DEAD, even just children who pushed you or people who spoke slightly badly to you, was enough.
although honestly you didn't make the connection with your father and this for a long time.
simply because...it was kind of fun growing up with him? Look, the guy is a walking joke, a jester, the older you got, the more he wanted to interact with you, which led to certain pretty nice moments, like amusement parks, having tea, things like that, NORMAL THINGS you enjoy to have with him.
Remember what I said about him being the Mad Hatter and you being an Alice? You can bet he made that an official nickname for you and they even played "Alice's Underground Adventures in Wonderland" many times.
This, along with the fact that you couldn't really take him seriously, was what made you ignore its most deplorable aspects for YEARS.
that only got worse as you grew up.
For example, Overprotection was not as bad as in other cases (ahemahemDAUGHTER OF LUCIFERahem) but it was definitely annoying due to the absolute lack of privacy.
If you go to True Cross Academy, the contrast between your upbringing and that of your classmates is much more noticeable (apart from the fact that now you can notice more when someone you mention that you dislike disappears or something like that)
and when you mention it to your father or seek an explanation, you are only dismissed! as if you were a little child making up a story for his parents...
It is around this time that you realize Mephisto's unhealthy tendencies towards you, even when he tries to use the excuse that "that's how demons love" you know that he didn't used to love you like that when you were little....or rather malleable?
something is wrong with your father and you BOTH know it...
which obviously generated arguments where no matter what you said or what argument you used, he would always dismiss it by saying that he was the adult who was thousands of years old and that he had the last word over you.
All this not without first trying to infantilize you as much as possible, without success, luckily.
and it was... sad for you, because now you couldn't ignore these aspects of him anymore and know that THIS was really what he wanted.
He doesn't want a daughter, he wants an ETERNAL BABY...
He likes the idea of infantilization in the sense that it brings back good memories of when you were little, he wants to always have that and that's why he wants you to continue acting like that (if you are a complete demon it is a PLUS because you age more slowly and he can do it more easily).
another clingy one who doesn't respect personal space, although he will at least stop if you yell at him for a minute without breathing. although sometimes he prefers that you pamper him eg his dog form. don't question it. he's crazy
a great pamperer! Before all this happened, you used to love their gifts or at least they made you laugh because of how strange/extravagant/ridiculous they were, but now they just make you feel bought...
In general, the whole situation of seeing how your father is trash IS difficult.
However, it is not advisable to rebel against Mephisto, believe me, he will use his powers against you and it will be FOR THE WORSE.
I don't think he's above using his time manipulation to make the isolation that much more unbearable and distressing, even using his apparent ability to materialize things to make the experience a living hell for you.
He is simply not willing to accept that he is wrong. Yes you accept that it is morally wrong, but isn't that the fun thing?
You can't believe I'm still taking all of this as a game at this point, but not really, at least not entirely. Yes, it amuses him to see you all angry with him, but if you try something in his SERIOUS eyes he will get serious.
and that is honestly terrifying.
are you trying to escape? now the hallway is an endless loop, and time passes UNSUFFERENTLY slow. Again.
talk bad to him? He will laugh in your face, those things honestly don't affect him. He is already happy knowing that you are whole, healthy and safe (he would like you to be happy too, but hey, you can't do everything in life).
hurt him? Good try but no, you literally won't even land a hit on him, he doesn't find it that fun because you could get hurt, but he'll let you do it until you get tired. the baby has to burn energy after all.
hurt you? Yes, no, if necessary he will threaten to rip your arms off to prevent you from hurting yourself in any way or doing something worse, he doesn't mean it but for a moment he was scared by the possibility that you could REALLY do something like that.
Honestly, it was terrifying to see him so serious about something, ABOUT YOU. You almost thought he REALLY mean it if it weren't for the fact that HE TOLD YOU NO, he even scolded you for thinking something like that about him.
If he can't watch you, Amaimon does, and while he's not nearly as clever as your father, he definitely asks too many questions and eats too much.
When he is the one watching, he tries to talk to you casually, as if nothing happened. If not, try to remember old moments from the past, but really? it only makes you feel worse, you already have to deal with his current yandere tendencies and your little consolation is the good memories you have FROM THE PAST.
And now he wants to stain that little comfort you have because of a childish whim...? yeah, fuck off.
At least he has the decency to meet some of your demands, like entertainment or your favorite foods, who knows, maybe he'll let you out again if he's feeling generous one day. until then....
Platonic Yandere Lucifer
He's a suffocating platonic control freak Yandere, I mean, you can see it by how he has the Illuminati.
but you honestly didn't realize how fucked up a dad he was until you were a teenager.
precisely because Lucifer is a very manipulative and overprotective type of Yandere over you, regardless of how you have been conceived, you are the light of his eyes, the person he loves the most and the one he TRULY wants to keep safe.
I can see him having conceived you with some human or demon to see if he could use you for a cure for his condition, but he became almost instantly fond of you.
paternal instinct? He would have laughed unfunnyly before, but now it seemed very real.
But then he realized all the possible future scenarios that could happen to you. What happens if you end up with a weak body? Or with his illness? you wouldn't be able to defend yourself from the outside world.
Thanks to his paranoia, he ends up raising you exclusively in the Illuminati base, in a fairly comfortable but very lonely life, of course, maybe he lets you interact with the children of some members from time to time, but they are all terrified in your presence and have a attitude of total submission. You are Lucifer's daughter after all.
Also thanks to this everyone continued with the lie in which your father lived, everyone agreed with him, someone as precious and important as you should not leave and risk being devoured by the world.
(Can you imagine the members of the Illuminati's being platonic Yanderes for you too? ☠️ it would be the last straw but very much in character).
You lived a life very isolated from the world, but Lucifer tried to be an affectionate and attentive father as much as possible, to be better than what he had.
There were still good moments between the two of you.
Let's say you are a healthy girl, but you know that your father is not healthy, he lives in constant pain and sometimes they can't even get him out of bed.
So when one of those days happens, you sit near him and read him something that you both liked, that's how you used to spend the afternoons when there was nothing else to do. These were moments that you both treasured.
but at the same time he loves you like a demon, not like a human.
and normalizes any unhealthy attitude he has towards you as you grow up, you grew up thinking that all of that was NORMAL.
apart from the fact that he substantiated all these habits with half-truths and using his own love for you against you.
You know he loves you very much, si for him is easy to fool you (in the begging) to believe he would never do something that would hurt you BULLSHIT
Do you remember when he was more expressive when he cornered Yukio? I can see him doing something similar with you, being more emotional and expressive in order to manipulate you and get his point across.
not go out under any circumstances? The world is a screwed up place with wars and death everywhere, he doesn't want you to die, hun, you need to understand him.
not have privacy? Do you have something to hide from your FATHER? The demon who loves you most in the world and who would sacrifice everything and everyone for you? DO YOU HIDE THINGS FROM HIM? Either way it is impossible with the Illuminati's on every corner. Don't even try.
He is a master of emotional manipulation, but it is also partly because he himself is a little delusional, he believes he is right.
If you end his illness, he will be EVEN MORE obsessive and overprotective (is that possible??), I'm talking about CAMERAS IN YOUR ROOM TO "MONITOR YOU", not EVEN having a door as such, but a glass one, and he can STILL see Lucifer SICKER than in canon because it would make many resources meant to cure HIM go to you.
Even if you only have a weak body, at the slightest discomfort Lucifer acts as if you are going to die. it is not a joke. And besides, he would make you very afraid that the outside would only worsen your condition until you ended up like him.
He makes you a hypochondriac, basically.
At the same time, I don't think you'll start seeing your father's giant Red Flags until you start interacting more with the outside world or with people other than him but tolerate them (eg, Shima).
It's JUST THERE that you start to question everything. almost an emotional breakdown, because it means that there is a whole ENTIRE WORLD that you could have seen, A completely different and NEW LIFE but your father took that option away from you.
That same insensitive and seemingly cruel person is the same person who has loved you from the beginning and who believes that he does everything to protect you.
Do you see what I'm going for? He has a lot of control over you, even if you realize what a shitty parent and person he is, he makes you justify it based on your "good experience" being raised by him.
but I honestly don't think you could wake up from the "good dad" (or minimally decent) trance until the incident with Shima and Izumo.
NOW, I can honestly see Lucifer using Mrs. Kamiki as an example of "what would happen" if you were to get out of his sight (aka DISOBEY HIM), I can see Lucifer in general using others as cruel examples of what could happen. or pass you.
punishments never fall on you. but in other people so that you understand that, this is the consequence of your actions, YOU are to blame for this, YOU caused it because after all Lucifer would never harm you...
In this type of scenario, if you don't give up in, what he calls, the "revelde phase", he will simply continue bombarding you with horrible images or alien deaths until he breaks your spirit, but it won't hurt you one bit, you should be grateful for it. knowing what he can do...
(It's like he doesn't understand that not hurting you automatically doesn't make him a better father or more worthy of forgiveness, but hey, he's a Lucifer Yandere).
If he manages to mentally break you or you give up before then, he's the first to go hug you and comfort you in his characteristic clumsy and rigid way, but it's mostly because he doesn't quite know how to express how relieved he is that "you've come to your senses" and that you two can return to "normal"
But in general, Lucifer tries to remain very patient with you. You can insult him, try to hurt him, it doesn't matter, take out your anger however you need, you won't be leaving his sight any time soon.
He tries to make me see things "his way", explain himself, but the truth is you don't listen to him anymore...why should you? after all he doesn't do it when you CLEARLY want to LEAVE.
He would continue to keep you inside the Illuminati base, but he is not above using more drastic isolation methods to avoid an escape scenario (which he may not believe is possible because now you are always accompanied by a member of the CULT Illuminati's to keep an eye on you. or keep you company).
Something that remains is that when he is very sick, whether out of habit, Stockholm syndrome, or pity for him, you go and read him a story, not as happy and lively as before, but in a way it gives him a new sense of hope to Lucifer.
Maybe he can make you love again like before, to have those moments again where both of you were good. He wants to have hope...
the hope that they can fix everything once the plan is put into motion, that he can FIX YOU somehow. be happy again...
but until then, he KNOWS he can't afford to lose you, even if you hate him, if you fear him, it doesn't matter right now. just don't leave him...
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ENA (Season 1)
Kirby
Hello Kitty (Sanrio)
My Melody (Sanrio)
Cinnamoroll (Sanrio)
Oggy (Oggy & The Cockroaches)
Olivia (Oggy & The Cockroaches)
Hex (FNF)
Soft BF (FNF: Soft)
Orbulon (Warioware)
Mario.EXE (Mario.EXE/Mario's Madness)
MX (Mario.EXE)
SCP-049 (SCP)
SCP-999 (SCP)
Rayman
Hex (FNF)
QT (FNF)
Nikusa (FNF)
Rascal (FNF)
Rosalina (Mario)
Luigi (Mario)
Count Bleck (Mario)
Tippi (Mario)
Boo (Mario)
Zavok (Sonic)
Chao (Sonic)
Orbot (Sonic)
Cream (Sonic)
Cubot (Sonic)
SpongeBob SquarePants
Slenderman (Creepypasta)
Splendor Man (Creepypasta)
Lulu (Creepypasta)
Lost Silver (Pokèpasta)
Father (Kids Next Door)
Monty Uno (Kids Next Door)
Jaune (Spooky Month)
Skid (Spooky Month)
Robert (Spooky Month)
Bezel (Chikn Nuggit)
Cofi (Chikn Nuggit)
Little Miss Sunshine (Little Miss)
Little Miss Shy (Little Miss)
Mr Quiet (Mr Men Show)
Ragdoll (DC/The Batman Series)
Question (DC)
Sayori (DDLC)
Jigglypuff (Pokémon)
Darkrai (Pokèmon)
Snatcher (Hat In Time)
Grim (Grim Adventures Of Billy & Mandy)
Bread Mother (DHMIS)
Electracey (DHMIS)
Chudd Chudders (Skatoony)
Edd (Eddsworld)
Meta Knight (Kirby)
Neo Cortex (Crash Bandicoot)
Eri (MHA)
Bubble (BFDI)
X (BFB)
DangerGrid of Doom (Skatoony)
Moxxie (Helluva Boss)
Bendy (Bendy & The Dark Revival)
Sammy Lawrence (BATIM)
Baroness Von Bon Bon (Cuphead Show)
Charlie Morningstar (Hazbin Hotel)
N (Murder Drones)
Flaky (Happy Tree Friends)
Papyrus (Undertale)
Toriel (Undertale)
Majin Sonic
Mad Hatter (DC/BTAS)
Mushi Sanban (Kids Next Door)
Maurice (Kids Next Door)
Dr Nefarious (Ratchet & Clank)
Miraitowa (Tokyo 2020 Mascot)
Someity (Tokyo 2020 Mascot)
Hanazuki
Right Hand Man (Henry Stickmin)
Sam (Trick R Treat)
Scar (Alien Vs Predator)
Dingodile (Crash Bandicoot)
Aku Aku (Crash Bandicoot)
Scarecrow (DC/BTAS/TNBA/Harley Quinn Series/Happy Halloween Scooby Doo/Arkham Knight/Arkham Asylum/Injustice 2)
Alastor (Hazbin Hotel)
Sarvente (FNF)
Wall-E
EVE (Wall-E)
Grogu (Mandalorian)
Mr Shark (The Bad Guys)
Zardy (Zardy's Maze)
Hank Anderson (Detroit: Become Human)
Needlem0use
Luther (Needlem0use)
Angel Dust (Hazbin Hotel)
Blitzø (Helluva Boss)
Collin (Helluva Boss)
Ms Joke (MHA)
Tsuyu Asui (MHA)
EteleD (Wii Deleted You)
Corrupt Mii (Wii Deleted You)
Duck Guy (DHMIS)
Red Guy (DHMIS)
Bingo & Snorky (Banana Splits)
Taki (Friday Night Fever)
Lord X (EXE)
Curse (EXE)
Hog (EXE)
Hypno (Pokemon/Pokèpasta)
Kapuna-Wa (Crash Bandicoot)
Lani-Loli (Crash Bandicoot)
Pusheen Cat
Shirousa & Kurousa (Sugar Bunnies)
Pump (Spooky Month)
Spot The Dog
Dr Strangeglove (Moshi Monsters)
Jevil (Deltarune)
Dmitri Petrov (Henry Stickmin)
Charles Calvin (Henry Stickmin)
Reginald Copperbottom (Henry Stickmin)
Sun (FNAF)
Pinkie Pie (My Little Pony)
Shuey Rhon Rhon (Beijing Paralympics Mascot)
Meilin Lee (Turning Red)
Abby Park (Turning Red)
Zazz (Sonic)
King Shark (DC/Harley Quinn Series)
Mugman (Cuphead Show)
Perrito (Puss In Boots)
Meggy (SMG4)
Moon Knight (Marvel)
Mama (Cooking Mama)
Alice (Pokémon)
Alicia (Pokémon)
Eevee (Pokémon)
Tari (SMG4)
Secret History Tails (mashed)
Poppet (Moshi Monsters)
Capt Squirk (Moshi Monsters)
Baby Rox (Moshi Monsters)
Gary (SpongeBob)
Sandy Cheeks (SpongeBob)
XR (Buzz Lightyear Of Star Command)
White Hat (Villainous)
505 (Villainous)
PukeyHurlC (Grossery Gang)
Iris (Pokémon)
Pipsqueak (The Lorax)
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