Hello!! I’m Comet, he/him/his! I like writing and drawing! Asks and submissions are open, so feel free to reach out!! https://www.tumblr.com/ametrictonofaudacity/718713324568739840/hey-do-you-have-a-masterlist?source=share
Hi! I’m Comet! I’m a writer and artist, and am currently obsessed with yanderes, particularly platonic ones! Asks, submissions, everything is all open, and I would love for you to reach out!
Rules for Requests:
No nsfw requests! I’m not particularly comfortable writing them, as I’m aroace, and don’t like anything to do with sex all that much.
Please specify which sort of response you’d like. Letters, headcanons, scenarios.
Requests will be gender neutral unless otherwise specified.
Fandoms covered will include:
Star Wars
Bnha
Transformers
Dc
Marvel (not just the MCU as well, but overall Marvel comics)
no actually im not done about dick and jason faking jason's death after he comes back to gotham to piss off bruce. i think that should be a thing they do a lot. i want jason to be like mcu loki; he and dick fake his death so much after jason is publicly revived that the entirety of gotham just stops caring. it becomes a matter of small talk. 'do you know what the weather is like tomorrow?' 'oh not sure, sorry.' 'any idea if jason todd's alive at the moment?' 'well he was alive last weekend but i think somebody mentioned him dying again for a while on friday, so probably not for long.' 'ah.'
it gets to the point where bruce will be mid-speech at a charity event when 'jason's body' will fall dramatically from a balcony and he'll 'die' in the middle of the event and the livestream of the speech will just catch an off-screen crash, bruce dead-eyed staring into the crowd The Most unimpressed ever, and then bruce dryly continuing his speech while dick grayson's dramatic-ass wails of grief are echoing faintly in the background, which nobody at the event seems to be batting an eye at.
dick and jason got together one night and realised that the best way to lessen the trauma of jason dying for the two of them was exposure therapy and they just decided to start having fun with it.
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I am so back!!! It's been forever since continuing the Gaps series, and my writing style has likely changed, so heads up for that!! TW for mental illness, invalidation of mental illness (past),past family and home issues,past emotional neglect and abuse, kidnapping, manipulation (past and current tbh), and general yandere themes.
Flames lick across logs in the fire place, heat seeping into the room, exhaustion seeping into your bones. It wasn't even from your meds, you'd finally found a balance of meds that worked for you, it was just warm. The kind of warmth that seeped into your bones and let tiredness sneak in, the kind of warmth that reminded you of another home, before Gotham. It's a bittersweet memory, one that you don't know is more or less tainted by the fact you don't want to be here. You didn't want to be in that home sometimes either.
You lean back, and a body stirs next to you, arms tightening around your torso like you were suddenly going to bolt. You weren't. You were much too tired for an escape attempt, much less trying to get past Bruce and Jason and Damian.
"Thought you'd be asleep by now." Jason mutters and you snort.
"What, you haven't watched me sleep often enough to know I don't normally fall asleep till two?" You quip, and you can practically hear him roll his eyes, a rough hand ruffling your hair.
"Brat."
You huff a laugh. You can't really make those jokes with Dick, who would at best get an awkward expression and at worst get pissed. Tim would just have this steady, almost condescending expression that you could swear he got from Bruce. Something about Jason was easier, sometimes.
You're quiet, for a bit longer. This was a dangerous topic to broach, but you also knew that you needed to know. You knew that you wouldn't get a measure of peace, of closure, until you asked. And Jason was possibly one of the few who would answer you.
"I can practically feel you overthinking, brat. What is it?" He prods, and the hand runs through your hair. It's familiar and almost painfully safe and you hate how a part of you relaxes. You remind yourself, viciously, that it was likely a combination of stockholme syndrome and who knew what other neuroses. It wasn't like you didn't have plenty.
"You can't get mad. If you get mad, I'm not talking to you for like- a week." You take a breath, the air dry from the fireplace and the central heating. "Only reason I'm asking you is cause I can't ask the others."
"Terrible way to start that. Just ask." Jason orders, and you swallow.
"How has- my family been taking it? Back in Texas."
Jason is still. His grip tightens, and relaxes, and you can feel the way his muscles tense, harsh against your back. Harsh enough that it takes a second for you to gather the courage to continue.
"I'm not asking cause I want to- go back to them. I left for a reason. I just- do they know I'm missing? Are they aware anything is going on? I need to know, Jay."
Jason breathes out, harshly, through his nose.
"Can see why you didn't ask golden boy or the old man. Both of them would be paranoid as hell if you had." He mutters, shifting so you're leaning more against him. You let him, relaxing against a warm body that relaxes when he realizes you aren't fighting the affection. Jason was always like that, expecting you to be meaner or harsher than you were. You weren't sure if it was because he would be meaner or he had met people who were meaner.
He lets the silence hang, for a bit. Long enough you wonder if he's going to answer your question at all.
"They know you're missing. You're mother started a GoFundMe to hire a private detective to try and fund you. Your sister graduated school, moved out of that house. Last I checked, she was living with a roommate in Cinncinati."
The relief is raw. A wash of it washes over you, and you slump against Jason, a soft breath whooshing out of your chest. Your sister got out. Not only did she get out, she got out with a degree and a future and someone to help her out. Your mother was trying to make money off you, as usual, but you could care less right now.
"Do you think-?"
You start, your voice a quiet relieved whisper against his shoulder as he shifts you.
"Do you think she's actually gonna hire the private investigator?" You finally ask, and you feel Jason stiffen, feel his grip tightens on you like you were suddenly going to be yanked away from him at a moment's notice. You almost feel bad for asking.
"You don't think she'd hire a PI." He repeats, voice that careful neutral tone he used when he was seething, trying not to let anger slip in. You appreciated it.
You shrug.
"She'd done things like it before." You say quietly. "I wouldn't put it past her, to say she was hiring a private investigator and she's suddenly able to go on a cruise or some big extravagant trip." She'd done shit like it before.
"To you?"
You take a breath.
"To everyone, I think. She uh, she's been paying off the 'custody lawyer' for five years now. The entire time I was going to college."
"Let me guess, she needed help paying it off. Even when you weren't able to see where that money was going." Jason hisses out. "Fuck, no wonder the old man hates your mother. *I* hate your mother."
You huff out a soft laugh, head against his shoulder now. There's an ugly weight in your chest, tugging at the sides of it. It felt like a scab being picked off, infection draining free. Poison from a wound, left to hurt but healing because of the hurt. You got that feeling a lot, when you talked about your family.
"Yeah. That tends to be the response to her." You say quietly. "I want to trust her, ya know? But- so many people second guess her motivations, it feels like everyone is seeing something I don't."
Arms tighten around you again, pulling you closer, against him, and you let him. It's not even exhaustion that keeps you from fighting it. You think you might just need a hug, and Jason needs to hug you.
"Is that why you moved out?" He mutters against your hair, and you can feel the stillness on the couch. Bruce and Dick were awake, now, probably had been. Still and silent like predators listening in. All of the Wayne's got like that, and you knew why. Movement attracted attention, stillness made it skirt away. It's why they were so good at being vigilantes.
"I didn't feel like myself." You admit finally. "When I lived with her."
You weren't sure you felt like yourself here, really. Or maybe you felt *too* much like yourself. Raw and unburdened by the responsibility of managing your disability on your own, swapping out one burden for another. It was awful, and horribly relieving sometimes.
"And like- don't get me wrong, Bruce infantalizes me to shit-"
You feel, or maybe hear, a slight stiffening in the body on the other side of the couch. A shift of weight that even Bruce couldn't suppress. You don't feel bad it bothered him so much. Maybe a little, but if he didn't want to be called out for treating you like a kid, he shouldn't do it.
"-But he at least respects I have like- my own opinions and values and stuff. He recognizes I'm a whole person."
You mutter.
"Wouldn't fucking say that." Jason mutters. "Old man is stubborn as shit. But sounds better than your mother at least."
You huff out a laugh. You suppose it made sense. Your values were similar enough to Bruce's that he didn't go into conflict with you over them. Jason's were similar, but you know they had fought more than a bit over moral disputes.
"You get my point. She didn't want me- expressing opinions that weren't hers, or acknowledging I was different or- being different." You say finally.
You swear you can hear Jason's teeth grind.
"If she didn't want to adopt a kid with a fucking opinion, she shoulda got a dog."
The laugh that startles out of you is a little louder than you expected it to be. If Dick and Bruce hadn't been awake already, they would be now. The laugh that follows is a bit more genuine.
"She shouldn't have a dog either." You snort. "She keeps buying little dogs and treating them like dolls it's awful."
"Everything I hear about your mother makes me hate her more." Jason snorts.
"Ditto." Dick chimes in, finally giving up on pretending to not listen in. Something flutters in your chest, a mix of relief and something else. You haven't figured out what, yet.
"Was wondering when you fuckers would stop pretending to be subtle." Jason snorts out, running a hand through your hair again. It catches on a tangle, and he pauses, taking a second to untangle his fingers from the curls. You can hear Dick quietly snicker, and you huff as Jason curses to himself.
"Your hair is a fucking trap, goddamn. When was the last time you brushed this?" He mutters.
"I have curly hair Jason, doing my hair takes like- an hour, minimum. And I'm not dry brushing that shit. I'll do my hair when I have the energy for it." You roll your eyes.
"I can do your hair." Dick offers, not even missing a beat. You roll your eyes.
"You were waiting for that one." You accuse. A part of you really considers it. Even with the meds and the fact you weren't working anymore, some days you were just so drained. And you liked your hair, enough that you didn't want to dry brush it and rip out the curls. You missed someone doing your hair sometimes.
"Bruce is better at it." You say finally. Dick huffs, but you see Bruce shift in the corner of your eye. Bruce was meticulous enough that he applied it to everything, including styling your hair. Dick got impatient sometimes. Which you didn't blame home for, you also got impatient while waiting for your hair to dry.
"I'll do your hair." Bruce responds, and you can hear the way he's quietly pleased. Maybe a little too smug about this concession but at this point, you didn't particularly mind.
Something in your chest settles. It doesn't feel like being treated like a child as much, not anymore. Not with Jason having been so angry on your behalf, not with the way Dick had been huffy with jealousy. It just felt like affection, like care.
You sigh, relaxing into Jason's hold. You could handle things later, when you were less tired and warm and sleepy.
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Hello!! I'm a really big fan of your work, especially the "gaps" series- It's actually my favourite <333
I was wondering if I could request a platonic DC and/or Marvel matchup? :0 Whichever you'd prefer! If not, it's completely understandable! And if yes, thank you sm and take your time, don't feel the need to rush. Make sure not to overwork yourself <3
I'm not really sure what exactly I need to cover for a matchup, so I'll just mention whatever I think is important for one. (• ▽ •;)
My name's Natalie, people often call me Nat. I'm 16 years old; my birthday's on march. :D I don't have all that many hobbies, but I really like reading; playing games, drawing and writing. Drawing and writing are my most favourite ones, really- I usually draw for very long periods of time during the day and I find a lot of fun in it! Same goes with writing too, I'd really like to write my own book one day. Personality wise, I think something kinda important about me is that I really, really avoid conflict. I hate arguing/fighting with others and yelling is definitely a no thing for me. Because of that; I always try to de escalate things and be friendly with everyone and sometimes I may even apologise to people even if they're the ones in the wrong? It's something I'm kinda working to overcome. I always try to be there for my friends when they need me, I'm both the therapist and funny friend. I make jokes because I genuinely like making people laugh and I try to give genuine advice when others need it, because I know how hard it is to feel like you don't have a safe space. At the same time, though, I really struggle to talk about my own problems or vent to others face to face. It just feels awkward to me and I don't feel comfortable doing it; the only person I vent to is either my mum or my online friends. I also tend to overthink a lot- like I escalate things in my head. For example, a friend of mine could say something which I may take the wrong way despite knowing that's not the way they meant it. There are a few things I'm really insecure over; and one of the biggest ones is that because I'm both tall (5'9 tall but still taller than almost all my friends, both girls and guys) and chubby, I'm scared of intimidating people and so I always try to be soft spoken. Another thing that I sorta mentioned earlier is that I hate yelling- not just yelling but loud spaces in general. If I'm somewhere loud for a long period of time I get extremely overwhelmed. I hate it. Speaking of social stuff; I may come off as a social person at first cause I crack jokes and do crazy stuff around friends but I'm really not. My social battery is short and once it runs out I just kinda force myself to push through anyway. I'd much prefer to stay in and watch a movie than go out. My friends like going out a lot, especially in the morning and it kinda drives me crazy because I'm a night owl and pull all nighters very often. I went out with a friend on 0 hours of sleep once. My sleep schedule is very very messed up which is entirely my fault. My main love language is physical affection and quality time! I really like hugging friends and close family.
I'm not sure if these are any important at all, but some fun facts:
I'm from Greece and my voice is kinda deep when I speak greek but more high pitched when I speak English. A lot of people say it kinda sounds like I have a russian accent for some reason. I doze off a lot randomly. I hate it when people run their hands through my hair. It makes me physically recoil for some reason 😭 I change up my style a lot and I really love trying new types of makeup/fashion looks! My current favourite style is scene/scenecore. I also like doing makeup on other people but haven't found anyone who's willing to let me. I sometimes ramble a lot about hyper fixations- Like I may know the other person is not interested but I'll still continue talking because I wanna talk about them so bad. If someone shows genuine interest while I'm talking about them I'm over the moon. I'm a big rodent fan! They're all so cute to me and I've owned many hamsters in the past cause my mum loves them too. I once owned and would take care of like 12 hamsters at once because I had one that gave birth, so many different huge cages- I want to study to become a psychologist in the future. I'm an only child and I know that it's an unpopular opinion but I've always wanted siblings- mainly older siblings.
Something which I feel like is little heavy but should maybe be mentioned is that I've had trauma with parental/family figures before. It's the main reason for the yelling/loud noises thing. l tend to cling a lot on adults who are friendly with me because of it. Not cling in the sense that I follow them around or sth but more so that I view them as a role model and think very highly of them. I used to have a computer class teacher whom I had a very positive relationship with and he was kind of like a father figure to me, even though he was the more serious/stoic type of teacher.
Anyway, that's all!! I'm sorry you had to read this whole huge thing and once more if you decide not to reply to this, it's okay! Again, I love your works and series' a lot- please continue what you're doing and make sure to take care of yourself both physically and mentally. <333
Hi!! And your totally okay, I'm glad you like the series so much!!
I match you with Dick Grayson!!
Dick is a good matchup because if you want an older brother, he would absolutely love to be an older brother. More little siblings to take care of, look after. As an older sibling himself, he would find if very easy to slide into that space in your life and make himself at home.
Your love of drawing and writing would be something he'd like, too, because it means that you and Damian would be able to bond over things!! His two favorite siblings!! Getting along!!
He opts to give you bat-themed nicknames, as opposed to any bird themed ones. Partially because you wouldn't be a Robin, and partially because he figured the love of rodents transfers over to a love of bats as well.
He is also very, very relieved when he finds out your love language includes hugging. He is very physically affectionate, and his family as a general rule is not very physically affectionate, so he appreciates having a family member he can go and cuddle when he's feeling stressed/upset or even just missing you. (Even if you just left the room)
He one hundred percent talks Bruce into letting you get a pet rat. Not that it requires much convincing. Damian already had a cow and a cat and Goliath, what was one rat to the menagerie?
Also there's no way he's not willing to let you do his makeup. He grew up in a circus, he saw all kinds of fun styles, you're doing his makeup and any fun looks or looks he likes, he posts on whatever social media he's feeling at the time.
Despite having a very loud personality, Dick in surrounded by enough introverts to know when to ease up a bit. Which comes in handy.
In terms of his more yandere tendencies, I think he would be very frustrated if you didn't come to him for things! He's your big brother! He's supposed to fix things! So not being able to or even not knowing what's wrong would drive him up a wall because he can't fix an issue if he doesn't know what's wrong.
He is very mindful you don't like yelling, so he's very careful not too, but he does take advantage of any non-confrontational behaviors you have. You can't get in a fight if there's never a fight to begin with.
Overall, not a terrible yandere to have. Just very high maintance
It's been a months long hiatus. I got the chance to move out of Mom's house (yay!!), got stalked (less yay) and am now living in tornado alley, which is strange. I've also started the process to get into jewelry making and plan on opening my own shop!
I'm going to be working through my ask box, match ups are closed, and going to be posting as much as I can
Y’all ever been hit with the realization that the mental illness you thought you got over a while ago is in fact not BACK but never left? I sure fucking have
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Hello! Um, is it okay if I wanted to know if you write for X-Men? And if so, which X-Men media? They are part of Marvel, and I guess I wanted to see if you'd ever write platonic yandere X-Men... Have a good day, stay safe, and drink plenty of water and juice!
Hi!!
I do write for X-Men! As for which media, I'm most familiar with X-Men Evolution, the X-Men movies, as well as the show The Gifted, although that's more tangentially X-Men as opposed to being X-Men itself? The world building in that show is weird and it's been a while.
I am also familiar with the comic counterparts, but more passingly so, so if you ask for a comic version of the X-Men, I may have to do a bit more research
