Sup witches and bitches

Haii I write Invincible hcs and drabbles <3

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Request Guidelines (Updated!!)

IF YOU READ MY PREVIOUS POSTS LIKE THESE- READ THIS. I've made some alterations to my character list.

Haiiii I’m Jam!

I use He/him and I’m in mainly the Invincible and Pantheon fandoms. Although rn I only wrote for Invincible ^^

My Masterlist Here!

Below are my rules for requesting hcs or drabbles:

I won't write about abusive or distressing dynamics. I'm not comfortable with teacher x student or step-family or anything along those lines.

I won't write any ddlg or other "out there" kinks, I couldn't do them justice, they make me personally uncomfortable, and my best friend has this account so we gotta keep something sacred

No nsfw for Rudy or Amanda (robot and monster girl) idc they're adults they look twelve it's just not happening

I'm currently only doing hcs and drabbles

On principle, if your request is angst, it's gonna take me longer to do, and I might just not do it since angst isn't what I love to write all the time

I write for any gender, orientation, and sex. If a gender isn’t specified, you get gender neutral reader ^^

Masterlist:

If there’s a * next to their name, I’ll write smut for them

Allen*

Amber Bennett

Atom Eve*

Black Samson

Bulletproof*

Cecil Stedman*

DEBBIE *

Donald *

Dupli-Kate

King Lizard*

Mark Grayson

Mauler Twins*

Monster Girl

Multi-Paul

Oliver Grayson

Omni Man (only season 1, I don’t do post-reveal Omniman)*

Rex Splode*

Robot/Rudy

Shapesmith*

Shrinking Rae*

The Immortal*

William Clockwell*

Thank you for reading <3

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i think in s5 they should have a scene where mark's meeting his therapist for the first time and it just cuts to an older man with a chevron mustache. and mark is standing there like 😐😑😐

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did you take Mark off your list of characters you’ll write? I’m just curious since he’s in your masterlist but I don’t see him in your pinned

Shit mb guys…. No that’s fine yeah I still take Mark requests my bad :(((

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could you do sfw and nsfw headcanons of Rex, Allen, Donald, and Cecil with a chubby gn reader?

oh shawty you have no idea how personally relevant this is to me

Rex, Allen, Donald, and Cecil X Chubby!Reader

There will be no references to tits, I tried to keep it pretty gn :)

Rex

Rex values work and exercise in himself, but that's not something that carries over to his romantic preferences

Despite having dated mostly lean superhero ladies in the past, he can't lie, he's pretty partial to someone who looks like you

Sometimes his enthusiasm for and attraction to you can come off as weird or fetishy, but it really isn't like that, he just believes in giving incredibly specific compliments

"Damn babe your thighs look great in those pants-" has you flustered in the middle of Walmart

or when he smacks your ass without a care in the world

"Rex!" You turn to face him, and he gives you this cocky grin you know means he feels 0 remorse

He's a little bummed his clothes don't fit you well, but then he realizes he gets to wear your clothes, and he never shuts up about it

Talking to Mark like "Oh you like my hoodie? It's super fashionable and cool? You're RIGHT it isssss, it's my partners isn't it so soft?"

like total fucking loser about it, hardcore, he loves to wear your clothes so much

Rex likes carrying you around, his strength is a big point of pride for him

Can and will give you a piggy back ride wherever you want and is glad to do it

he's carrying you from his room at Guardians HQ to the living room and ignores the other guardians giving him weird looks bc

"Rex why are you carrying that poor citizen...." Black Samson finally remarks, taking a sip of his coffee

"Uh duh, because they're too beautiful to have to touch the ground, and i'm a mother fucking superhero" he scoffs, like it's the most obvious thing in the world

You lean a little further into him, close enough to press a kiss to the nape of his neck, which just encourages him to readjust his grip on you and carry on to the living room

Allen

he's literally a massive Alien, doorways are kind of an issue for him some places, he doesn't really understand when you explain you're considered chubby for your species

He's just like, yeah, cool, i'm not average for my species either

He finds the shape of you very appealing, theres' a lot for him to sink into

not that he really CAN lay on you, you mostly lay on him

he wouldn't want to crush you or anything

and it's kind of relieving to not be the only one who's worried about that

You can really sink into him, laying on top of him at night

it's a weird phenomenon, for the first time in years you're able to comfortably use another person as a bed, and it's so peacful

he likes to wrap his arms around you to keep you from rolling off of him in your sleep, and he strokes your hair throughout the night

Donald

You and Donald are roughly the same size in clothes, which works out well given he exclusively buys the MOST comfortable loungewear

And you enjoy stealing it

He also enjoys it, seeing you lounge around in his old college hoodies warms his heart

god knows its been years since those have been utilized at all.

He likes to put his hands on your hips when you're around the house

cuddling on the couch? he's got his arms around your shoulder

making dinner? He's got his hands on your hips looking over your shoulder to see what's cooking

He's not big into overt pda, but he enjoys touching the person he loves

Cecil

Cecil has publica media training, he's very careful with his language

if your body is something you're insecure about, don't ever worry about him saying something rude or hurtful, he's well-trained

Cecil is a very thoughtful man, and notices the little issues you have

He may not be incredibly emotionally available, but he notices you being annoyed with the inconsistent, unflattering designs of most clothes in your size, and has your wardrobe tailored to you as a surprise

the surprise is that he doesn't even tell you, but suddenly your jeans fit your hips AND your waist without having a weird gap, or your shirts are the same level of snug throughout the garment, and you know somethings up

"Cecil, sweetheart, did you do something to my clothes?" you call through the bedroom and into the living room, where Cecil is answering emails

His response is light and casual "I know a woman who does alterations, they fit alright?"

And you're blown away with his consideration

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could you perhaps do headcanons for Rex with a very academic reader?

Rex x Academic!Reader

takinig a break from finals to write this, i'm so academic

this is a pretty short one i'm ngl, i'm trying to get back into the swing of writing, sorry if this is pretty short :/

Rex hadn't even had his elementary school graduation, let alone high school graduation

But that didn't mean he didn't enjoy sitting with you while you studied, mainly because that was most of what you got up to these days

He rocked back and forth in the library chair, taking in the art on the walls and the different books all around him

You groaned, closing your laptop and laying your head on the table, utterly defeated

"You good there, babe?" Rex patted her your head, rustling you into picking yourself up enough to look at him

"bwuh... why am I in so many classes..." your eyes were heavy with exhaustion, but you quickly shook off the feeling and straightened up

It had been one of the most challenging semesters of your life, taking the maximum allowed number of courses and trying to get A+ in all of them.

Rex had cheered you on the entire time, he knew you were a studious person when you met

Your ambition and drive was one of the things that made him fall in love with you the most

He respected the hell out of you for getting your degree, even if it was something he could never imagine doing,

seriously, he looked over at your math homework packet and nearly threw up

"Come on, Y/n, you got this, you can like- do whatever you want you're amazing!"

You smiled at his encouragement and lifted your arms above your head, stretching your full torso and limbs before returning to your work

Many of your classmates assumed you were just a genius, but the truth was that you loved to learn and worked incredibly hard to learn as much as you did.

This didn't just translate into the classroom, as you were fond of attending free lectures for no credit, and dragging Rex along for good measure

Rex had been to more museums since meeting you than he could remember ever having been in beforehand- on purpose or on accident during a fight

This was your routine

You were always learning, always working, always improving

and Rex was just trying his best to keep up.

He was partial to leaving little notes and crude drawings in your binder, or the pockets of your jackets, or inside your wallet, wherever he thought you'd stumble across them

And when you did- one time noticing a slip of paper fall out of your calculator during a study session- you cherished them

What Rex didn't know is that you kept all the little love notes he'd written for you in a little container by your bed, rereading them whenever he was busy with hero-stuff and you missed him

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mark x reader …….with the devoted and eternally loyal dynamic of Odysseus and Penelope hc/drabble

its so in character for him I swear. The people yearn for homophrosyne mark and reader

Mark X Reader: Odysseus/Penelope Dynamic

okay I KNOW this was requested like almost a calendar year ago WAY before season 4 came out but shut up I can do what I want- (fair warning this did NOT come out as homophrosyne-coded as I wanted it too.... but I got finals so it's getting marked as done)

SPOILERS FOR S4 AHEAD!!

Mark had told you before he left to go fight his space war

He'd held your face in his large, impossibly powerful, unfairly labored hands when he broke the news

"I'm going with my dad and some aliens to go save the planet, and a lot of other people, but I could be gone for a long time. Like, a long long time. More than a few months. I don't..." he looked away, his expression hardening "I don't know how long, really."

You'd responded as supportively as you could, wrapping your incredibly un-powerful arms around him, burying your face in his chest

"Just come back, okay? I'll be waiting for you."

It had been months. More than last time. More than any other time. Just like he'd told you it would be.

Every morning you rolled out of bed to see the photo strips of you and Mark from your local mall, making silly faces and kissing

He was still in his burger mart uniform.

What a nerd, you rolled your eyes, before tearing up, and dismissing the memory entirely in favor of a productive morning

You tried not to dwell too much on him, he'd come home as soon as possible.

Even if you wanted him to abandon ship and come back to you, it's not as if you had any way of reaching him.

This thought soured your morning despite best efforts, as you gloomily looked into your cereal- gone soggy while you were missing him- like most things in your life

College sucked, unanimously

People knew your boyfriend had dropped out, they didn't know he was Invincible, they didn't even know he was gone

When any of your friends asked about your alleged boyfriend, you'd just say he was studying abroad with family, or something to that effect

In the first few months, people got the idea, and it wasn't so hard.

But you started to get romantic attention from all the wrong people

and it was getting pretty hard to put up with

It wasn't harassment or anything, luckily, every person you'd rejected had taken in well, but it was a long line

Sometimes it seemed like it never ended

You'd ditched fancy hair and fashionable outfits about two months ago, it's not like you had anyone to dress up for anymore

You maintained yourself, and that was about it

but that didn't stop the long line of suitors from asking if "You want to get coffee and go over the notes for Art History?" or if you'd like to "Go skating at the plaza with me?"

It didn't help that you were nearing graduation, and your sweet parents were pushing for you to bring a boy home

"Y/n.... when are you going to bring someone to a holiday? I hate seeing you so lonely, dear." Your mom had cooed as you sat somberly on the floor on Christmas morning

The gift you'd gotten Mark in June was sitting in your closet, and it would be for who knew how long

They wanted the best for you, but it felt impossible to even humor anyone else

You didn't want anyone else

You wanted your boyfriend, the man you'd loved since you were seventeen.

More than anything you wanted him alive

just to know he was alive

anything

Time keeps passing,

and you keep lying around,

it all comes to a head when your best friend invites you to her older sister's wedding.

You sit in an audience of people and watch your best friend's sister-- a girl you went to high school with-- get married.

And you don't even have a date

or a date for expected arrival

and the night is long with other dateless guests asking if they can get you a drink, steal you for a dance, etc

steal you???

They all think they can steal you, you think to yourself bitterly as you drink your alcohol of choice

It's been almost a year since you'd seen Mark

Almost a year

Not a year, you remind yourself, pushing your head up to finish your final projects for Uni

taptaptap

You lazily swivel your head to look out the window

You didn't have a groundfloor dorm, so were your next door neighbors messing with you orr....

Then you saw him

"MARK!!"

You try to open your window, to little avail

"Stupid-fucking-suicide proof chain-" you struggle, before giving up on the idea and running full speed to your staircase, dashing down three flights of stairs and busting out of the double doorway to the outside,

barrelling straight into the arms of your boyfriend, hovering above the ground waiting for you with a big smile

You heaved for air between sobs as you clutched him tight, moving with him as he let his soles hit the ground

"I got you, i'm home" He whispered, cradling your head in his hands, his arms fully enveloping you

You cried like a baby for longer than you thought you could, and when you finally had no more tears you cry, you kissed him.

It was desperate, and it was harsh, and it was everything you'd been aching for since this time LAST YEAR

he held you like your skin was paper, like you might fall apart if he held you too tight

that was okay with you, you'd just hold him even tighter

"I hope you didn't miss me too much," he muttered sheepishly

You shook your head resolutely

"I've been waiting."

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So I know you're a gay man but could you pls write more Debbie x fem¡reader 🙏 she deserves the world (and only a woman knows how to treat a woman right) also there are like no Debbie fics at all

DEBBIE ILY- my boyfriend and I watch invincible together and gab about how beautiful and perfect Debbie is <3 I wanna be clear, the timeline on this is SUPER not canon bc i'm lazy sooooo don't think too hard abt it, kay?

Debbie X F!Reader (Warning: suggestive content, I'll put another warning when it starts)

Man fuck paul he a bitch fr (/KIDDING)

It's been a little over a year since Debbie's ex-husband, Omni-Man, left Earth.

You yourself had been dating Debbie for only six months, on the dot-- actually-- tonight you were going to dinner to celebrate the occasion

You, finishing up your hairdo and making final adjustments to your outfit, couldn't wait to take your beautiful girlfriend out for dinner at the nicest restaurant in town.

Debbie had a lot of leftover baggage from Nolan that affected your relationship to her, and one of the things that had become obvious to you very early in your relationship was that Nolan- despite being a fucking superhero- was a terrible partner

Sure *he* could fly Debbie to dinner wherever she wanted, but when you had remembered her favorite type of wine-- surprising her with a bottle of it when Oliver was brought home-- she bawled into her hands for a longer period of time than she'd like to admit.

You couldn't pick a tree up out of the ground for her, but when you'd initially asked her out

VERY CAUTIOUSLY

with a hand-arranged bouquet of her favorite flowers, wrapped and adorned in butchers paper and beautiful ribbon that matched her homes decor,

She was fully swept off her feet.

Who needs to be able to literally sweep someone off their feet when you have the human experience to have palpable empathy?

Who needs to be able to fly when Debbie can actually show you movies she likes without having to explain the concept of "suspension of disbelief" a million times?

You finished putting in your other earring, sighing over the memories wistfully

"Debbie, lovely, i'm ready to go!" you sang through the halls, stepping out from the bathroom and into the master bedroom

You heard the impatient click of your girlfriend's low-heel from upstairs as she called back

"Hurry up! We're going to miss our reservation!"

Her voice was anxious, but more playful than genuinely annoyed

There was something nice about being slow with you, something distinctly human about having to make time for travel,

make time to eat (something Nolan 'didn't need to do' and would never stop reminding Debbie about),

make time to do small things like gasp as you carefully walked downstairs, and tilt her head, taking in all the slow, meticulously considered details of your appearance.

"You look beautiful" she cooed, tilting her head down at you, moving to open the door

You cheesily smiled back, grinning over her approval, and meeting her inside the car

Debbie was a fiercely independent woman; she was always so scared that if she wasn't the most tough, the most mature, the most independent woman, she would lose herself completely in being Omnimans wife.

She was still very independent and high-strung, but she didn't feel belittled when you opened the door for her at the restaurant

or when you pulled her chair out for her at your table

She felt cherished

Looking across the table at your girlfriend, who had been through so much and was expected to keep going through even more, you leaned your chin into your propped-up hands

How could you have possibly gotten so lucky?

You order her favorite wine, and remember whatever dietary restrictions she'd mentioned in the past to the server while ordering your own meal

"Oh y/n, you don't need to do that" Debbie fussed, her eyebrow creasing in worry

You simply cheesed a smile back, leaning fully into a bravo persona "But Debs, what if you want some of my food? I can't have my lovely lady getting a tummy ache."

She snorted at your crude phrasing, shaking her head in amusement as she took a sip of wine

Dinner went by quickly, full of bright and stimulating conversation

You talked about your childhoods, about your highschool experiences, Debbie spoke about her times in college and you listened intently

"I just don't want Mark to end of doing any of the crazy things I was doing at his age," she sighed into her drink, her lips pursed into a thin line

"Oh Debs, he's like.... doing Infinity Wars stuff in space. I think weed is hardly going to be the end of his professional career."

She gently kicked you under the table, a teasing glare shot at your remark

"You know what I mean, it wasn't long after I graduated that I met..." she paused, looking up at the light fixture behind you "That I had Mark." She folded her hands into a cradle, resting her chin on them "I can't raise my husbands bastard and my grandchild."

Her words were harsh, but she didn't sound as worried as she meant to be, at her core you knew she trusted Mark a lot

You reached across the table, pulling Debbie's hand into your own

She fidgeted with your ring as you spoke

"Well, him and Oliver are pretty good kids, I think they'll be just fine. You're far too young and beautiful to be a grandmother, though, I agree." You added that last bit, winking at her for good measure

Her face flushed and she looked away, tightening her grip on your hand "Oh hush you- you're such a flatterer"

You pulled her hand up to your lips, pressing your lipstick into the back of her hand, leaving a noticable kiss mark

"Ah-" Debbie brought her hand of to her eyes, examining the mark, before giving you the warning eyes she'd give Mark "Y/n- This isn't going to wash off in the bathroom..." she sighed, cupping her cheek in her marked hand

You stared at her for a minute

"You're right, it's completely out of place"

Debbie nodded, vindicated for a brief moment

before you leaned over the table and firmly kissed her cheek

leaving more of your lipstick smudged on her

"Ah-!" Debbie scoffed, laughing a bit at the situation

You smugly grinned back at her, your lipstick smudged in the bottom corner of your mouth from the action

"Why you-" she scoffed again, completely amused at this point, she'd started to wish she'd worn a pigmented lipstick of her own just to get back at you

By this point the waiter the waiter had already dropped the check, and cash was waiting on the table to be picked up

You were technically free of all legal obligations

Looking from the checkbook to Debbie, you watched her gaze make the same path, and a mutual understanding formed

(Warning: suggestive content)

You pushed up against her in the front of the car, getting your hands tangled in her precious bun, loosening the damned thing until her beautiful hair fell freely

The poor windows of your car had already been fogged to hell, earrings hastily crammed into the glovebox and doors locks for good measure

Debbie pressed her lips into yours, in that sensitive, gentle, desperate way she did that drove you crazy every time

"I can't believe you did that in public-" she mused, her head buried in the crook of your neck

You went to answer, something snide, probably, when she nibbled the innermost crook, the most sensitive patch of skin on your neck

You weren't sure how far she'd be willing to let you go in the parking lot of a fancy restaurant

You weren't anyone special, not anyone who could get her out of trouble with status alone

but you were here, with her, with her hands on you, experiencing each other

and that was all Debbie could've possibly asked for

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more Rex Splode x ftm reader !!

okay easing back into writing w/ an easy hc list!

Rex x Ftm!Reader

Rex is a total spitfire, he's pretty much incapable of being quiet or sitting still

Sometimes this goes well, like when he convinces Robot that there's literally no way your hormone therapy can be more of an issue than his drinking habit

and sometimes it means Rex getting you kicked out of a roller rink on a date because he started beating the shit out of a vaguely transphobic teenager

"Babe, that little snot nosed shit had it COMING!! He was totally laughing with his little friends about you!"

his face gets red when he's angry, he really is the most firey guy you could ask for

He's not really good with terminology

has on multiple occasions called kt tape "tiddy tape"

on that note, no matter where you are (or aren't) in your physical transition, he will heavily encourage you to walk around shirtless

"It's like, the best part of being a guy, trust me"

He knows from experience, as a man who never wears a goddamn shirt.

He doesn't care if you're rocking double d's or have blatantly obvious surgery scars or anything else, if he has the right to walk around topless, you should able to enjoy the same privilege

Rex is scared of needles

so if you're on an injection-based hormone therapy plan, Rex might make a bit of a fuss about it

"Rex, can you grab my hrt kit from the closet?" You ask, finishing getting dressed before starting your day

"Yeah babe of course-"

"Oh, and would you mind getting the needle ready?"

"...." You hear a loud gulp from across the room as you pull your shirt over your head

and look over to see him grimacing as he prepares your shot

But he's a man, and he's not scared of shit, and it totally doesn't eek him out watching you inject yourself

"Wow, Y/n, you're a lot tougher than I am, taking that shit every day VOLUNTEERLY...." he ruffles your hair and kisses you "For sure"

Always makes it a point to use gendered terminology whenever he can, to help people in public avoid misgendering you.

At a restaurant and before the waitress can even speak, he goes, "My boyfriend and I are out on a date, could we hear the specials?" or "I'll have a pepsi, he'll have the sprite" and so on and so forth

Granted you both live in a pretty progressive area, so he kind of just comes off like a macho dick ordering for you

He kind of just is a macho dick a lot of the time, though, so it's not an inaccurate assumption

Sometimes he worries that by being so macho, he's like emasculating you or something, so he'll give you little opportunities, some of which can come off poorly

"nggggh- Hey! Y/n! Can you open this jar of pickles for me?"

Where did he even get a jar of pickles?

His face is beaming with joy as you easily crack open the jar, handing it back to him with the lid in your other hand

"Thanks babe, I don't know what i'd do without you!" and he leans over to kiss you before closing the pickle jar and putting it back in the fridge

without even eating a pickle

He just wanted you to open a jar for him

The gesture is ridiculous, but it makes you smile.

Rex, himself, is pretty ridiculous, but he makes you smile.

Bonus: Superhero Ftm Reader!

You work out together, and Rex finds it great fun that youre able to keep up with him, even surpassing him at certain activities

If your powers allow you to fly, he will absolutely dangle from your arms as you soar through the sky, kicking his legs and feeling the wind against his chest

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wait shoot they were closed? I’m sorry for requesting a few days ago then

Nooooo!! Don’t be! They were never officially closed, I intend on doing a few of the over requests I got over the last year. I’ve just not been writing due to a series of large life events. Requests weren’t ever closed you’re so okay :)

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My computers broken but I want to get back into writing. I’m up to episode 6 on the new season so please no spoilers, but if anyone has any short hcs or drabbles they want to request I’m officially back open for requests :D

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It makes me really sad (albeit it’s understandable) that we’ve been nerfed of College!Mark. Like, bro DO drugs work on him? I have to assume they don’t since most drugs are like lowkey poisoning yourself.

I’ve started comforting myself about my college woes by imagining Mark as a fail girl loser boy at the same task. Mark, bless his heart, would be equally as nauseous as I am over having to ask if his internship is paid or not.

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Pros: my dad is watching freiren finally

Cons: he spoiled MAJOR invincible s4 spoilers to tell me he’s finallly watching it

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Heyo just asking if you’ve seen the new episodes of invincible yet

Great question!! I’m currently at my hometown visiting family but I’m returning to college tonight. I was gonna binge the new season when I got back to the dorms so no spoilers until then please!!

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God college sucks I wish I was Marion in Steven Spielbergs 1981 action adventure film “Raiders of the Lost Ark”

If only.

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Based

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I am starting to wonder if the restaurant I work at is testing how many time they can play this awful techno remix of Mr. brightside over the course of my 7 1/2 hour shift before I stick the food runner in the jugular with a temp reader.

Right now we’re 4 1/2 hours in and it’s played 6 times. I can hear it over the singular earbud I’m allowed. I LIKE Mr. Brightside but this??? This is hell.

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I yearn for the mines

....excuse... me...?