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I’ve just had a thought.

If the theory of Singed taking in Silco after finding him almost instantly after Vanders betrayal is actually real, doesn’t that technically mean Silco became Singed’s human experiment? Doesn’t that technically mean Silco had let Singed experiment on him?

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BBC Sherlock Holmes X Reader (mostly platonic)

A little info before we start: Reader is married to Lestrade

Warning: VERY short

You returned home from the Afghanistan war a few months back, having been let go due to an injury you’d gotten on the field.

The first few months was spent recovering and readjusting to normal life again, thankfully your husband was there to help you through all of it.

Once you made a recovery Greg thought it would be a good idea to let you help on a case, and that’s where you are now.

You step in through the door, instantly spotting the corpse in the centre of the room. A woman, one that works in media based on the frankly alarming shade of pink she’s dressed in.

As you approach the corpse you hear taking on the lower levels of the building- someone saying ‘the freak is here’ and multiple pairs of footsteps.

You decide to ignore it for now, assuming it’s the person your husband decided to bring in for help. Your not actually supposed to be in the room right now. Greg had told you to stay outside, he didn’t want you to have to see another corpse again so soon.

You reach into your pocket, pulling out a pair of gloves and sliding them on before lifting the woman’s left hand, studying her ring before looking at the rest of her Jewellery.

The door creaks open but once again you ignore it, only to hear your husband mutter “Oh for-“

“Who’s this?” Some speaks up- clearly male.

There’s a pause as another person enters, injured based on the fact they have a cane; the cane hitting the floor every step they take.

“Colonel?” That voice, it’s familiar; you’d notice that voice anywhere.

You quickly look up, only to find your husband, a man you don’t know and John. Captain John Watson.

Im not going to lie, I lost motivation like half way through. If I can be bothered I’ll make this into a mini series.

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I’ve got absolutely no clue what to write but I feel like writing for one of the following: Sherlock Holmes (bbc), Nimona or Undertale (aus) so please vote 🙏

Vote on a fandom for me to write for

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Voting ended onMay 3, 2024

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Hi there, weird request because I know this isn’t in your requested box but, could possible do Maisie and the ghosts/ after life on TikTok x a ghost child reader who died in a brutal or horrible way

thanks is you do :)

Finally getting around do doing the request, yay.

Ok some information to start with- the reader is 7-14, choose your age.

How you died: a man broke into your house (an enemy of your parents) he had murdered your parents then had put a knife through your hand, trapping you to the wall he then burned down the house afterwards, leaving you to burn alive.

Extra information: you never had any connection to the house or Maisie and the other ghosts live in so you shouldn’t have ended up there (there is a reason but I’m not explaining it 🤭)

Ok, onto the story

Warnings: mentions of death, paranormal activity, ghost x human, mentions of fire, spooky attic, Cornelius, dicky boy (Richard)

The last thing you could remember was the pain, the flames consuming your body and the blinding light that seemed to burn through you eye lids. The next thing you know your landing on the (a) floor with a thud, the pain seemingly gone. There’s a series of gasps, three male, two female.

You sit up, rubbing your eyes before opening them. There are multiple things you almost immediately notice. The first thing you notice is that you definitely aren’t in your house. The second thing is the woman (maybe in her twenties) wearing odd clothing, Jeans? On a female?

The next thing you notice is the strange feeling coming from the house, the attic to be specific but you ignore that as you see soldiers. A captain and a pilot. You notice the other people too, an old woman in a nightgown and a man in a suit who you assume is the husband of the first girl you saw.

The first thing someone says is “This is your mothers fault!“ it’s yelled by one of the soldiers at the back, there’s another gasp and someone else yells. “Cornelius!”

You get up from the floor, dusting off your dress as you stand; looking around the room, obviously confused.

There’s a sigh from the man in the suit and he steps over to you “Hello there, I’m Jonathon. Who may you be?”

Someone else mutters in the background -the old woman- “Looks like she stepped right out from world war two.”

You choose to ignore the comment, staring at Jonathon as you say “I’m…” you think for a moment, trying to remember you name, after you remember you say “I’m Y/N.”

The strange woman you first saw steps close too and Jonathon takes a step back, you notice his left hand is in his pocket, strange… The woman talks to you “Hello Y/N, my names Maisie.” She goes to pat your head but her hand goes straight through you, she doesn’t seem surprised though.

“Well, it appears your stuck with us for now, might as well introduce you to the others.”

She points to the pilot at the back “That’s Richard.”

She then points to the captain next to him -he’s definitely gay you decide- “That’s Cornelius.”

She shifts to point at the weird looking old woman “And finally that’s Edith.”

She backs off after introducing herself, making up an excuse of- she has to go study, which you find trash. The old woman leaves with her to go… ‘Watch countdown’? Whatever that means. The only three that stick around are the soldiers and suit man.

They captain seems suspicious of you but ultimately let’s you go explore, staring at you as you leave before moving to talk to the other men once your gone.

Your suspicious of them two, after all no one told you who the person in the attic is. You decide to make your way up the stairs and after making sure no one is around you silently pull down the ladder. (you have a similar ability to Edith)

—with Jonathon and the boys—

After Jonathon is sure the girl is gone he turns to the two men and says “I feel like I know her from somewhere…” Cornelius nods in agreement but Richard seems to be thinking, staring at the door, they three eventually decide to ignore his familiar the girl seems to be and they go join the others in the living room.

Jonathon walks over to Maisie, talking to her while the boys go over to the sofa and watch the television with Edith.

They stay like this until they here a thud from the attic, they seem to ignore it until Richard suddenly yells out “New girls in the attic!” Maisie seems surprised and quickly moves, moving to the door of the room and then making her way up the stairs. She still remembers her unfortunate encounter with the shadow in the attic.

Jonathon and the boys quickly follow behind and with some complaint Edith follows too. The group makes their way up the stairs, only to find the ladder down and a book near the bottom, the group look at each other before Maisie steps towards the ladder.

She gets pulled back by Jonathon and Cornelius makes his way to the ladder, starting to climb up as Richard says “Let us deal with this one Maisie.”

It takes a minute or two for Cornelius to help Richard up the ladder due to his fear of heights but when he does Jonathon climbs up after them. Only to see something they definitely weren’t expecting.

The new girl is standing behind a familiar woman in a green dress kneeling on the floor as the new girl does her hair.

Jonathon freezes at the sight of the woman, his left hand now in his pocket. Cornelius definitely isn’t happy to see the woman and Richard is just confused.

The kid looks over at the three men, the woman has already told her about them.

“Was no one going to tell me Elizabeth was in the attic?”

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Haha have fun with this cliffhanger, I’ll probably never finish this :)

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Could you do head cannons about the reader having Lucifer and Alastor as dads? i personally think they would be fighting like all the time and I would like to know what you think :)

Ok this is actually really interesting, Lucifer And Alastor as dads?

Also, please give me suggestions on what to write next I have no idea what to do

Warnings: mentions of cannibalism, mentions of murder, y/n not used, death, angst

It started with Lucifer adopting you and Alastor just kind of acted like a dad, your reaction was ‘Oh yeah, I’ve got two dads now’

If one of them (Lucifer) cooks you something for breakfast then the other will make you something for dinner, although personally I probably wouldn’t trust anything alastor cooks, he is still a cannibal.

They would constantly being trying to one up each other, for example on your birthday. One time Lucifer had made you a plushie of your favourite animal and later that day Alastor gave you a plushie that was almost half as tall as you.

There would be petty little fights and constant arguments, you and Charlie would just be stood of to the side- wondering what this arguments about.

These two would be insanely protective. Oh, that boy over there made you cry? He goes missing the next day, his corpse is never found.

They wouldn’t be yandere level protective though, you would be aloud to go anywhere you want, just have someone with you so your safe.

If you and Charlie ever asked to go to the human world they would definitely be hesitant but they can’t say no to the two of you (you have blitzø as a bodyguard the entire time)

Lucifer would definitely almost cry once you move out and get a new house- he would break into your house come visit you every few days.

You were there when everyone was fighting against the exorcists; you had seen pentious (the snake boi) go into his shop and you had decided to follow him, to help of cause.

When Adam destroyed the ship you were still inside.

No one had known that you joined in the fight (except for Charlie) so when Charlie realised you were dead she was devastated.

Lucifer didn’t find out until his next visit to your house. And Alastor? He found out from Charlie.

Damn this turned dark 😅 have fun with this angst I guess

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Requests are open :) please make it as detailed as you want

Fandoms I’ll write for:

Villainous

Little nightmares

Fnaf

Undertale/ Undertale au

The amazing digital circus

Hazbin hotel

Good omens

Doctor who

Camp camp

Dead plate

The Stanley parrable

Call of duty

Welcome home

Sherlock Holmes (BBC)

Nimona

Arcane

Gravity falls

(I’ll probably add more later)

If a fandom you like isn’t on here send a comment and I’ll see if I know it :)

Things I won’t write:

Incest

Smut (I can’t write smut but I can make implied smut or spicy ones)

Rape

Pedophilia

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I’ve just seen this picture of Crowley and I have to write something about it.

Hazbin hotel and Good omens cross over 🤭

Warnings: cult?, demons, y/n is a ‘priest’, no y/n used

It would be an understatement to say Crowley was surprised, he managed to convince the people of the church he was a priest almost a week ago and no one questioned it. That’s not even the strangest part, he hadn’t had his sunglasses on, they could see his eyes; but they still didn’t question it.

And that’s how he got to where he is now, stood at the doorway to the office of the head priest. He finally realises why no one questioned anything, there’s a demon stood in the room with him; a rather tall demon dressed in a red suit with deer antlers? Crowley had never seen a demon like this one before and yet he could almost feel the powerful aura of the demon.

They weren’t alone either, the head priest is sat at their desk; an awkward silence fills the room. Did Aziraphale know about this? The priest eventually lets out a sigh, shaking their head as they say “Alastor, what have I told you about randomly showing up? Crowley over here knows about the whole demon thing now.”

To be brutally honest, the smile on the deer demons, or alastor as the priest called him, face unnerved Crowley; something about that smile felt wrong and when Alastor talked his voice was far worse “Can you blame me, dear? Lucifers busy with his new blond angel friend and I was bored.”

The priest ignores Alastors comment, looking towards Crowley as they say “I suppose you want an explanation?”

Crowley responds almost immediately “Of cause I want an explanation, what is going on here?”

There’s a chuckle and the radio demon talks once more “Well you won’t get one.”

“Son of a bi-“

Lucifers gaze snaps up, startling Aziraphale, he gets up from the sofa he’s sat on as he says “Something just happened.” Aziraphale can’t help the laugh that escapes.

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overworked narrator x reader (drabble)

Warnings: non

You walk down the dimly out corridor, coming to a stop at the end. In front of you is a very familiar red door, one you've seen hundreds of not thousands of times.

You out your hand on the door handle, hesitating for a moment before twisting it and pushing the door open quietly. You don't need to look around to find what you came here for, or well, who you came here for.

The narrator is sat at his desk, crumpled papers littering the floor around him as he mutters under his breath, he has noticed you yet.

You take a step into the room, the door closing with a soft click behind you and the automatic lock sliding into place. You silently cross the office, careful not to slip in any of the discarded papers. It only takes you a few seconds to get to him (his office isn't that big after all) and you stand behind his chair.

The narrator is far to focused on scribbling things down on a sheet of paper to notice you so when you wrap you arms loosely around his neck he drops his pen.

He quickly turns his chair around (he's got one of those spinning office chairs) and let's out a sigh when he sees you. You keep your arms wrapped loosely around his neck as he says "You really do need to stop scaring me like that dear."

The two of you stare into each others eyes, almost like your having a silent conversation. He smiles slightly before putting his hands on your waist and pulling you into his lap.

You glance up at him from your place on his lap, from this angle it's easier to see the rather obvious eye bags he has. You let out a soft sigh before saying "You really shouldn't over work yourself."

He let's out a hum, pulling you closer to his chest as he wraps his arms around your waist "I suppose I could take a break if your here with me darling."