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Juxtaposed Amended, Chapter 60: Wedding Night
Coming home, Jane and Garrus start their official honeymoon.
Artwork done by the ever so sweet @mimitz0-o
Last Chapter is finally here! Enjoy!
Please, bear with me as I work on Genesis now. Love yall!
Welcome! This is the official home-base for the Access Codes: Different Defaults zine. The goal for this zine is to explore and spread love for canonically disabled, chronically ill, and disablingly mentally ill characters!
Ideally we want this zine to be as accessible as possible, with a goal of releasing the zine in July of 2027. July is the chosen release month since July is Disability Pride Month!
If it goes well, we would ideally love to make this an annual or semi-annual publication.
We are currently compiling a full list of characters we would love to see featured. We are focusing on canonically disabled characters, or characters with substantial canon evidence as to being disabled across many comic eras on a long term or permanent basis.
Some characters we would especially love to see included, but are not strictly limited to:
Jessica Cruz (Green Lantern)
Mia Dearden (Speedy)
Tim Drake (Robin)
Joseph Wilson (Jericho)
Todd Rice (Obsidian)
Amon Tomaz (Osiris)
Roy Harper (Arsenal)
Barbara Gordon (Oracle)
Bart Allen (Impulse)
Sean Sonus (Discord)
Harley Quinn
Victor Stone (Cyborg)
Cliff Steel (Robot Man)
Harvey Dent (Two-Face)
Rose Wilson (Ravager)
Komandr (Blackfire)
Damian Wayne (Robin)
Peyton Riley (Ventriloquist)
Freddy Freeman
Cassandra Cain (Batgirl)
This is far from an exhaustive list of every disabled DC character ever, but it is a start to get people thinking! We will also be refrencing this post by @fancyfade, and the comments and reblog notes on it, in part with our own research and knowledge and community suggestions to compile a full list. We will also considering the results of the interest check on if we want just heroes/anti heroes, or also villains!
More info on plans and goals and timeline under this cut!
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This a fanbook is a dedication and celebration to Superman, also known as Clark Kent!
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All-Star Squadron (1981) #51
Sandy takes on an entire villain team: a seven part story
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“How to Fix a Bad Day”
KALIM AL-ASIM X READER
Synopsis:
You never told Kalim you were upset— but he’s been watching closely (not in a weird way, just a mere observation of his!), as he quietly crafts a plan behind that ever-sunny smile. With silks, laughter, and a sunset that only he could summon, Kalim shows you the kind of joy that asks for nothing in return. Just to see you smile again.
Labeled as : ONESHOT, Comfort, Soft Romance, Fluff, Emotional Stress Relief, Wholesome Sadness, Sunshine x Raincloud Dynamic, Gentle Intimacy, Found Warmth, Slow Healing, Platonic-leaning-to-romantic (Ambiguous Feelings) & SFW [🧸🍓].
💭: I lost & accidentally deleted my dividers so please do bear with me on this new one as I am also learning on how to write here on Tumblr, y'all write so well.. 🙇🏻♀️🙇🏻♀️
The day begins with a heavy, dark-clouded rain— not in the sky, but in your chest. It’s the kind of heaviness that clings to your ribs like fog, the kind that makes everything sound like it’s happening underwater. Classes blur together, your notes are a mess of half-written lines, and Grim’s usual chaos only adds static to the noise already howling in your brain. You don’t talk about it. You don’t need to. The halls of NRC aren’t made for sadness. They expect you to grin, to shoulder it, to keep up.
So you do.
Until you actually don’t.
You’re sitting under one of the marble arches behind the Mirror Chamber, somewhere between hiding and hoping someone finds you.. but not just anyone. Your head rests against cool stone, shoulders curved in, listening to the wind rustle through the ivy. You don’t cry. You’re too tired to cry.
Then: a shadow flickers at your feet, warm and golden.
“Kalim..?” you blink, surprised. He’s crouched in front of you, hair glowing like sunlight under the afternoon haze. His earrings chime softly as he tilts his head.
“There you are!” he says with a grin that doesn’t quite match his eyes. “I’ve been looking for you all day.”
You open your mouth.. maybe to lie, maybe to tell him that you’re fine— but he doesn’t ask. He just reaches out a hand.
“Come with me, please?”
And for some reason, you do.
Kalim’s POV — Earlier that Day
Kalim notices everything.
He notices how you didn’t laugh when Grim got stuck in the laundry chute. He notices how your answers in class were slower, quieter, like they were stuck in your throat. He notices the shadows under your eyes, the way you rubbed your wrist like something was weighing you down. Most people would think you were just tired.
But Kalim knows you very well and has a plan.
“>💡Operation: Make Them Smile Again!💡”
Step 1: Don’t ask what’s wrong!! (Jamil says some people get sadder when you ask 😥)
Step 2: Secretly fix it with LOVE 💖
Step 3: Sunset. Camels. Snacks. Magic carpet + Them = HAPPY:D !!
Step 4: Tell the best story I’ve ever told in my LIFE.
Step 5: If they cry again, give them the sparkly juice (the really good one & totally not their fav— except it is).
Step 6: Make them laugh before the stars come out. That’s the rule. Stars = smile time 🌟🌟🌟
Back to You
By the time you realize where he’s taking you, the sun is a warm amber globe dipping below the horizon. The carpet floats low over rolling dunes— a desert conjured just for you on the outer edges of Scarabia’s magic-sculpted courtyard.
A small table, laden with pomegranate juice and sugared dates, waits beside plush cushions embroidered with threads of gold. You blink. There’s music somewhere, soft and stringed. There’s wind. There’s peace.
And there’s Kalim.
He doesn’t push you to talk. Instead, he points at the sky.
“See that star?” he says, grinning. “One time, I thought I could catch one. Jamil had to tackle me to stop me from climbing the palace tower.”
You huff out a laugh— a real one as Kalim beams.. His smile also grew wider than ever.
He keeps going. Story after story, each one a thread. And you don’t realize it until later, but he’s weaving a net— a soft, invisible thing to catch you before you fall.
Eventually, you lean your head on his shoulder. The cushions are warm beneath you, the sky stained with violet and gold.
“I didn’t want to ruin your day,” you mumble.
“You could never,” he whispers. “If you’re hurting, then I wanna be there. That’s what friends no, people who care alot— do.”
You pause. You feel the beat of his heart where your temple rests, steady and strong.
“Even if I don’t say anything?”
Kalim’s voice turns quieter than you’ve ever heard it. “Then I’ll listen with my eyes.”
He doesn’t say it— doesn’t say how long he’s been watching you shrink inside your own silence. Doesn’t say how he spent all day building this moment for you, stitch by stitch without ever expecting anything in return. He just smiles wider when you reach for his hand.
You don’t talk much after that but the silence is softer now.
When the stars come out from the sky, he tugs a blanket over your shoulders and leans back beside you, humming something ancient and sweet under his breath.
And you realize: maybe he didn’t fix your day.
Maybe he just reminded you that it’s okay to have bad ones— as long as someone’s waiting to meet you in them.
They're Finally Getting Married!
We got permission to share our pieces from the Konbart zine, so here's mine!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/65779834
Stay Until Morning
~ Idia Shroud x Reader
Genre: Hurt/Comfort, SFW, Fluff, Wholesome, Nighttime Vulnerability 🧸
The nightmare hadn’t even been the worst part. It was the waking up afterward.
Your limbs felt heavy with a kind of fear that didn't belong to anything tangible. Like your body had been running for hours and your soul had barely caught up. Eyes snapping open, room too dark, air too quiet. You could still feel the phantom grip of something chasing you— something faceless, gnawing, cruel.
It was stupid, just a dream. A bad one. And yet your skin was clammy with sweat, your breath was shallow, and the space between your dorm sheets felt more like a coffin than a bed.
You sat there, wrapped in your blanket like a shield, staring at the door. Something inside you was cracking, trembling— not with drama but a sheer of exhaustion.
You haven't been able to sleep well lately. The past week had been a blur of classes, assignments, Housewarden drama, social tightropes, and unsaid things weighing down on your chest like stacked of bricks. Nobody really noticed when you started nodding off in History of Magic, or when your laugh got a bit quieter, or when you stopped showing up at the dining hall for dinner. But your dreams noticed as they turned darker, heavier, and gruesome.
You needed to clear things out of your mind, not just out of your bed but out of this silence.
Your feet hit the floor before your mind caught up. The blanket stayed wrapped around you like armor. You wandered in autopilot, and when the world came back into focus, you were standing in front of the Ignihyde dorm.
Of course. Of all the places on campus, of all the people here— it had to be him.
You knocked once. Twice. Not loud. Not urgent— just there.
The door hissed open, its glow spilling into the corridor like moonlight through a data stream.
Inside, Idia Shroud blinked at you, caught mid-game, his glowing hair dim and his headset askew. He looked more surprised than alarmed, controller paused in mid-air.
“Uhm.. hey?”
Your throat tightened. You couldn’t lie. Not to him.
“Sorry to bother you, I.. I had a bad dream.”
Idia stared at you for half a second longer, then quietly rolled back from his desk. He stood slowly, tugging the blanket from his own shoulders and gesturing toward the nest of pillows on the other side of the room.
“Then stay,” he said, barely above a whisper. “I’ll keep watch.”
The soundscape of Idia’s room was strangely alive.
Behind him, multiple screens floated in soft hues. A muted anime played on one— some magical girl show, judging by the glittery transformation sequence still stuck on loop. Another screen was cycling through a slow, lofi pixel-art RPG soundtrack, full of soft chiptune notes and the patter of in-game rain. From his desk came the occasional digital ping as notifications from the games he left open, idle menus that also never slept.
And then, there was Idia himself. Occasionally, you’d hear him mumble— half to you, half to the air.
“Uh, should I pause this?” he’d whisper. “No, too quiet... Uh, maybe turn the anime down… no, wait, the transformation jingles are kind of soothing, right?”
You didn’t say anything. You just curled deeper into the nest, blanket still clutched tight, the softness of his room slowly peeling off your panic layer by layer.
He sat cross-legged near the foot of the couch, fiddling with a handheld console but not really playing. His hair glowed in low flickers.. like a nightlight that didn’t want to overwhelm.
“You know.. you looked, uhm..” he started, then stopped. “..You looked like you were gonna disappear.”
Your breath hitched.
“I guess I know that look,” he said, voice soft. “From mirrors, from mornings I couldn’t get out of bed. From when I’d stay up 48 hours just so I wouldn’t have to close my eyes.”
You glanced at him, surprised by his approach.
“I used to wish someone would keep watch while I slept,” he continued, eyes focused on the game menu. “Like a raid party, y’know? Someone pulling aggro while I rested. Guess I never thought I’d get to be that for someone else.”
You blinked. “You are.”
He went still, then his voice cracked a little.. like his next words had been buffering for years.
“Well, if anything tries to mess with your dreams tonight, I’ll.. critical hit them. One-shot and zero mercy.”
The room changed.
Not physically, but emotionally. The quiet wasn’t oppressive anymore— it was gentle. The hum of electronics was a lullaby, not a warning. The anime’s glittery voice acting faded into background ambiance, and Idia’s subtle keyboard taps were rhythmic and soothing. Even his random muttered curses at menu lag: “Ugh, how is the UI still this bad?”— felt strangely domestic, normal even.
You started to feel something rare. Not tired, but safe.
Idia didn’t ask any more questions. He didn’t demand explanations, he didn’t try to fix anything. He just stayed— like the NPC in your favorite game who always waits in town while you go through the dungeons or even grind one of the stuff that you'll need for your builds.
Eventually, you rolled onto your side, facing him. “Hey, Idia?”
He looked at you, startled. “Yeah?”
“Thank you.. thank you for this.”
His ears tinted pink. He turned quickly back to his console. “N-no prob.. partner.”
You smiled as the tension in your chest loosened, the exhaustion that had been dragging you down for days melted quietly into the pillows.
And for the first time in too long, your eyes fluttered closed. Somewhere, between the soft music, anime jingles, and the clicking noises of Idia's keyboard, you fell asleep.
And Idia Shroud kept watch, just like he promised.
ABOUT ME ݁˖ ❀ ⋆｡˚
💭 ~ Basics
𓇢𓆸 ~ Name: Viriena
𓇢𓆸 ~ You can call me: Vi, Vivi, Rin, Nav, Ri, Riri, Viri, Vini, Vie, Yena, Yen, idk
𓇢𓆸 ~ Filipina 🇵🇭 — not comfy sharing with my age or location for privacy.
𓇢𓆸 ~ Languages: English, Tagalog, Bisaya/Cebuano
𓇢𓆸 ~ Multi-fandom, I mainly write/edit on canva (for my tiktok) and notepad:D
𓇢𓆸 ~ Does not take any requests here on Tumblr, sorry!
🤳🏻~ Platforms:
⋆˚🐾˖° ~ Tumblr - @ghostofviriena (Not my main content hub and still learning:D)
⋆˚🐾˖° ~ Tiktok - @ghostofviriena (SFW only)
⋆˚🐾˖° ~ Instagram - @ghostofvir_iena (ask to follow)
۶•ৎ Emojis for my Contents:
📝 — Note/Reminders
🧸 — Safe, Fluff, SFW, wholesome
🌶️ — NSFW, (Semi) Spicy, Expl!c!t,
🍓 — Oneshots
💭 — Drabbles & Randoms
🎁 — Requested
CONTENT OVERVIEW:
I write:
ʚଓ - Headcanons
ʚଓ - Might aswell go write a fanfic even though im not best at it:,)..
ʚଓ - Imagines (oneshot?)
ʚଓ - Thinking of Short drabbles
⁽⁽ଘ ~ Scenarios
₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎ ~ Fluff / Angst / SFW (Safe for work) / Spicy (NSFW - Not safe for work 🔞)
Character & Fandom Boundaries 🗣️:
Twisted Wonderland
ᰔ⋮ Twisted Wonderland (Timeskip Only)
ᰔ⋮ Includes NRC students (aged-up), Staff, RSA boys, and Rollo.
ᰔ⋮ NSFW allowed: Timeskipped NRC + RSA boys + Staff.
ᰔ⋮ PLATONIC ONLY: Ortho Shroud, Grim, Skully.
ᰔ⋮ SFW - Soft/fluff/angst allowed: All.
ᰔ⋮ No non-con, no student x staff, no romantic Ortho.
ᰔ⋮ Reader is usually a same-age or a staff member when involving staff.
Tears of Themis
ᰔ⋮ NSFW allowed: All four male leads (Luke, Artem, Vyn, Marius).
ᰔ⋮ SFW/Fluff/Emotional HCs are always welcomed.
ᰔ⋮ GIRLS x FEM!READER for lesbians included (a rosa x reader? hell yeah).
Love and Deepspace
ᰔ⋮ NSFW allowed: Sylus, Zayne, Caleb, Rafayel, and Xavier.
ᰔ⋮ SFW - Soft/fluff/angst allowed aswell.
ᰔ⋮ No non-con, grooming, or abusive dynamics.
ᰔ⋮ Fluff, angst, emotional healing themes are welcomed.
ᰔ⋮ All NSFW tagged clearly; please filter accordingly.
Obey Me: Shall we date?
ᰔ⋮ NSFW allowed: Adult demon brothers, Angels, Non-angels, Demons, Thirteen, and a "Sorcerer" 😼 (strictly excluding Luke).
ᰔ⋮ Luke is strictly platonic; no NSFW.
ᰔ⋮ No non-con, abuse, or problematic shipping.
ᰔ⋮ Fluff, angst, crack, and serious character study is/are allowed.
ᰔ⋮ Reader often a same-age member or friend. All NSFW tagged clearly.
Genshin Impact
𓏲𝄢: NSFW allowed: Adult characters (Zhongli, Childe, Kaeya, Lisa, Yelan, Beidou, Ningguang, etc.).
𓏲𝄢: WLW / Sapphic content: YES, I write NSFW and SFW for adult women (Lisa, Yelan, Beidou, Ningguang, Rosaria, etc.)
𓏲𝄢: SFW/Platonic: Characters clearly under 18 (Klee, Qiqi, Diona, Collei, etc.).
𓏲𝄢: Aether & Lumine default SFW unless aged-up.
𓏲𝄢: Soft angst, fluff, reader trauma comfort are welcomed.
𓏲𝄢: I prioritize emotional depth, not just thirst. Angst, fluff, and character-study style HCs are welcome as well.
SFW VS SPICY — READ THIS FIRST :
If you're:
―୨୧⋆ ˚ Uncomfy with NSFW
―୨୧⋆ ˚Not of legal age
―୨୧⋆ ˚ Just here for fluff and emotional damage (mood)
Then please stick to my #sfw or #safe for you tags/emojis 🙌🏻.
-`✮´- : K!nk & Content Limits
No non-consensual acts, inc3st, underage or ag3 play, extreme viol3nce, gor3, t0rture, b3stiality, r@p3, s3xual @ss@ult, abúse, DDlg, p3t pl4y, m!nd c0ntrol without consent, discrimination, hate speech, harmful stereotypes. K!nks must stay in-character, no weird fetish3s. Requests crossing these boundaries will be refused or deleted. Stick to SFW if uncomfortable. -`✮´-
𓂃۶ৎ F.A.Q. — For New Readers:
— Q: Are your works gonna be tagged properly?
A: Yes— SFW and NSFW works are always clearly tagged. If I ever miss a tag, feel free to let me know.
— Q: Is this blog safe for minors?
A: No. If you're a minor or don’t want to see NSFW content, please follow my SFW-only posts or leave this blog. I respect your space, so respect mine.
— Q: Do you take requests?
A: It depends! Sometimes I do, sometimes I open themed prompts. Check my blog description or pinned post.
— Q: Can I follow you on TikTok or Insta?
A: Sure! TikTok is SFW only, and Insta is where I lurk or drop some crumbs since im not active there. Just be respectful.
— Q: Can I include Ortho or Skully in spicy requests?
A: Absolutely not. They are 100% platonic in my space and will never appear in NSFW works.
FINAL NOTE
📝: This blog is a fictional sandbox, built on respect, writing, and feeling too much. If that speaks to you? Stay a while. Let’s scream together. If not? No hard feelings— just don’t cross the fences. Still new around so please allow me to learn from everyone around here:D!
Hal Jordan accidentally catching Superbat making out on the JL conference table after his first-ever League meeting: so uh….is that like, a membership perk or—
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