(Wonderful picture is from @compelledcurator and header is from @xthedevilyouknowx )
About.
Hello! I'm JD or Jay, 22, and any traditional English pronouns work.
This is a multifandom/multimuse blog. Crossovers, AUs, OCs, anons welcome.
Main blog is @warlocknottheantichristdowling (likes, messages, and follows come from here)
Mid-low activity
I have about 3 years rp experience but had an unplanned 5 year hiatus, so thank you all for being patient with me!
None of the gifs I use are mine
I don't speak Spanish or Louisiana French, I use an online translator for any dialog with these, and I do not have DID nor am I bipolar, so I AM open to correction on my portrayals of The Moon Boys and of Bob. Please let me know how I can do better.
I’m 100% open to multiple threads, I love writing with y’all.
Threads: To many no such thing | Drafts: don'task | Asks: 2
I only have mobile, so please bear with me. I can't cut threads, my text options are limited, and autocorrect is my nemisis at times. I also work, so while I do try to get decent replies out quickly, sometimes I don't have time to write or the muse is not cooperating (and I know ya'll are patient with me, and I appreciate it, my brain just makes me feel like I have to explain everything because you guys are awesome and I love you for putting up with me)
Rules are basic: Be nice, ask don’t assume , and no smut.
Supernatural:
Raguel - Archangel oc, FC is Will Estes
Konstantine - Arch-Nepil oc, FC is Brodie-Sangster
Adult!Jesse Turner - Cambion, FC is Landon Liboiron
Abigail Richards - vessel oc, FC is Alexis Bledel
Joshua Ostler - vessel oc, FC is William Moseley
Teen Wolf:
Stiles Stilinski - human
Marvel:
Spenser Greyson McUsic III (Grey) - mutant oc, FC is Andrew Garfield
Jacob Isaac McUsic - mutant oc, FC is Dylan O'Brian
Lucas Adrian McUsic - mutant oc, FC is Noah Schnapp
Julian Arthur McUsic - mutant oc, FC is Colin Ford
Marc Spector - avatar, FC is Oscar Isaac
Bob Reynolds - supersoldier, FC is Lewis Pullman
Kurt Wagner: see above
Warlock Dowling: see above
Heracles Bron:
FC: Hans Matheson
AKA: Hercules (formerly), Herc
Main Verse: PJO post Mark of Athena, but 100% open to crossovers
Species: demi-god (son of Zeus; formerly a minor god)
Age: 3,111 (yes I did the Math and Googled it), appears to be in his 20's or 30's
MReunited with his mortal half and stripped of godhood by his own guilt-ridden prayer, Heracles believes himself to simply be a modern halfblood with a case of amnesia. He knows his name and vaguely remembers fragments of his past, with dates, names, and most other details missing, including who his parents are. He has retained his godly strength, but like all demigods suffers from ADHD and dyslexia. He has extensive knowledge of Greek and Roman Mythology, and remains skilled in both archery and wrestling. Other deities will still recognize him, but he refuses to aknowledge the possibility that he is Heracles of Ancient Greece. He is rather friendly, although somewhat reserved and often lost in his own thoughts, and he is extremely loyal. Inspite of his kind nature, however, he has retained his temper; given that his pride much less prominent now, that temper is rarely seen. Hope this makes sense.
Jason Peter Todd:
(dead name was Jamie)
FC is Logan Lerman
VC is Jensen Ackles
Gender: trans!male
Age: 19
Height: 6'1
Jason is the second Robin, killed by Joker when he was 14, and 6 months later resurrected in the Lazarus Pit by Talia Al Ghul. (That much follows Canon except Jay is also ftm, but didn'treally talk to Bruce about it) He spent the next 5 years living with training under Talia in the League of Assassins. He recently returned to Gotham with a deep desire for vengeance, frustrated with Bruce for not avenging him, partially feeling like the reason B didn't was because he didn't think Jay was good enough. The boy has a violent streak, stemming from a rough childhood, being murdered, and lingering effects of the Lazarus Pit. He will be harsh and sarcastic to those he actually cares about, pushing people away as a form of self-preservation, but if pushed too far by himself or others, he'll break down. Once he realizes someone actually cares about him, he will warm up, keeping his sarcasm but being much more friendly, even warm. Also, everyone still thinks he's dead. He doesn't know if he wants to change that, especially since the Lazarus Pit literally transitioned him when it resurrected him. If and when he does reveal himself, it's highly likely no one will recognize him, call him a fake or a liar, or just straight up ignore him. At least, that's what he believs they'd do. List of abilities can be found on the Batman Wiki under Red Hood, I'll eventually leave a link. (Why is this so long??)
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"We…technically, it's his dad. Paultin, this is Kyle. He used to work with Nate. Kyle, this is…my other nephew, Paultin. He doesn't know you, despite the uncanny resemblance to Nate," he explained.
He sighed. "Kyle used to work with your dad…Nate I mean. He knows the kids here. And…I guess now would be a good time to admit that my brother is the demon possessing Nate."
Both Kyle and Paultin were looking at Tony in disbelief, but for very different reasons.
"Wait..... You.... You're telling me one of the demons I sensed in Nate is your brother?" Kyle questioned, and Paultin just looked away, forcing himself to look to Jazz instead. So uncle Tony was hiding him from Kyle? He hadn't wanted him to be here. Why? Just because he looked like Nate?
"I uh..... Jazz of you wanna visit with Uncle Tony you're welcome to. I'll keep an eye on things," the bard muttered, looking back to the screens.
"Paultin, that's not…goddammit, why do you have to be so much like Marcellinus…"
He pinched his bridge, closing his eyes. "I was just surprised…I invited Kyle tonight thinking I wouldn't have to explain why there's a carbon copy of a guy we both knew three decades back. Not that I knew Nate that well," he tried explaining.
"And yeah, my…my older brother, Marcellinus, the less obnoxious demon in your old co-worker. The one I told you left when me and Nina were kids," he continued. "I know things were ok after you met Nina, but…one of Mare's kids is kin to Evan. I didn't…I don't know. I just…I don't know. I'm sorry."
Jasper just shook his head, looking between the three. "We…ok, so you're friends with a demon that knew Dad but not Papa, and you were worried…what, Uncle Ev would try making a deal with him?"
Tony sighed, taking a moment to adjust the clothing he wore. He was wearing his father's clothes. A man he'd grown to despise but learned not to argue with. A man who was now dead and whose mess Tony had to clean up.
Tony stood straighter, drawing a deep breath, then pushed open the heavy wooden doors to meeting hall and stepping in, heavy cloak trailing behind him.
He gave a nod to the other nobles he knew, and to his sister's husband, then looked to the family he was here to meet with. Normally, Antonio was a cheery fellow, with a warm smile and welcoming aura, but right now he kept a stony face, wanting to get a better read of the situation and keep things as professional as he could.
Declan was a rather valliant young man. Happy, mostly. Though being here, traveling all this way to be entertained by a family that supposedly hated them.... He couldn't say he was thrilled.
Though when the young king that had recently taken his father's throne approached, he offered him a smile. He was more than happy to clear the air. His father though, want convinced.
Declan's father simply looked annoyed, though he gave a nod, and the raven haired young man gave an apologetic glance.
The new King's court had been nothing but kind to them, and honestly, Declan found it to be refreshing. "Certainly. Take your time. We understand your position," he stated when his father said nothing. Declan was often the one to speak. His own father's health left much to be desired, and so he'd been brought to speak in his place as need be.
As promised, the queen consort arrived with in a few minutes, sitting next to Tony and across from Declan's father, giving both the Irishmen a gentle nod of respect, although she gave bo sich greetin to her husband.
Tony wasn't bothered by it. It wasn't as if she was cold or indifferent to him. But they had an understanding. They were a team. Not monarch and bride, but husband and wife. A wife who certainly had more experience in this field than he did.
"Welcome, and I apologize for the delay," she said to the two men, then looking to the mess of parchments on the table.
"Darling, you forgot refreshments," she critiqued, although she looked to him for permission to organize the documents. When he gave a nod, the mask of indifference slipping slightly and giving way to relief, she started piling them up and making room.
The young king waved a servant over and quietly asked for wine and some pastries for the meeting. He didn't expect it to take long, but Maddalena had a point. Hospitality was a show of good faith, hopefully. And he knew he'd need the comfort foods himself before this was over.
Benimaru hadn't been in the states for long. In fact, he'd not been in this plane long. His world had been swallowed by Adolla, and he'd had two choices. Accept defeat and be swallowed by hell on earth itself, or.... Lord Death had offered him a singular opportunity. An open portal to a world that would save his life.
He still wasn't sure he'd made the right choice. It had been months ago, and he was still fighting the lingering doubts that echoed in his mind, calling him a coward.
If he'd been stronger.....
But what else had there been for him to do? He'd harness every power he knew how. Hell.... He wielded the raw, unfiltered power of the sun, and still, the great cataclysm had still taken place.
He'd been lost in his thoughts, examining the fruit at the farmers market, though he'd yet to actually choose any. More caught up with what was in his head than what he was actually doing. Taking a step back, his arm brushed someone else's. He looked up to apologize, and mix matched eyes that looked eerily like color contacts, landed on a blonde, just as he felt that same familiar spark ignite beneath his skin.
Demon.
Had Adolla followed him? Or did demons merely exist in this plane? His smile was practiced. Polite, as he bowed, his dark hair falling in his face only briefly. In broken English, he breathed.
"My apology."
— Benimaru at Tony
Tony could tell the other wasn't fully human, but really that wasn't important to him. He was here for snacks. Well, part of snacks. Fresh fruit for making perserves and jams. Maybe some pastries.
"Hey, hey, you don't…I wasn't watching where I was going. You don't…"
He sighed, taking a moment to switch languages. The other was clearly uncomfortable and seemed out of place here. So Took his best guess based on the other appearance and accent, deciding in Japanese.
"It's my fault, I should have been watching where I was going."
He tilted his head, listening to his perfect Japanese, and surprise flitted over his features, though he shook his head. Still replying in English.
"Is okay. I'm learning. Slow, but I understand better than I speak," he admitted, his pride not wanting him to be catered to.
"Your Japanese is very good. We both didn't pay attention." The longer he stood here, the more the feeling of the other burrowed its way into his skin. Or....maybe it wasn't just him. He didn't feel malicious, but....something close did. Another spark, this time coming off his fingertips before he clenched his fists. He wondered if the other could feel it too. Quickly approaching.
"I see no reason for pretend... We are both not what we seem. Do you feel it? The way the air is not right?"
Tony took a moment to focus on his surroundings when the man mentioned something in the air. There was definitely something else. Not Evan. Not Mattaniah or any other higher ups he knew.
He gave a nod, trying to locate it. "Yeah," he replied, once more speaking English. He saw the spark out of the corner of his eye, but kept his focus on the feeling.
"No reason to pretend. Especially with whatever is coming. I'm a demon. Lower level one, if we're being honest, but I've got a bit of charm at my disposal."
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Kid had been spending quite a bit of time at the house as of late, and he'd found he rather enjoyed it. Things were......different here, than back at Death City. Certainly far different from Gallows Manor, his own home.
Things here weren't so pristine, nor so ornate. This home felt.....lived in. At first it had bothered the boy to no end, but the more time he spent here, the more he realized with a family this size it was nearly impossible to keep things spotless.
It still bothered him, but not to the same extent it once had.
"What are you making?" He asked curiously, watching Mare in the kitchen as he padded in wearing striped pajamas that seemed perfectly tailored to him, and skull slippers.
Mare looked over to Kid, giving the boy a smile that matched the same ones he gave to his own kids. "Hot Chocolate. Figured if we're having a movie night, we need the proper fuel. Tosh likes his with miso, do you want some in yours?" he explained, continuing to work, his shadows helping as he made enough for all the kids.
He stopped a moment. "You can have milk, right? If not, that's fine, I just don't wanna get you sick or anything."
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Kyle hummed against his soulmate's lips, pulling him closer as a few sparks ignited at his warm skin. His teeth grazed Tony's bottom lip as he pulled back, his gaze crimson as he looked him over.
"I love you. Thank you..mm for that. I dunno what I did to deserve it, but it's appreciated."
"You put up with me, that's reason enough," he said, stealing another kiss after.
He had settled on Kyle's lap, and honestly, while the demon thing was still…weird to say the least, it was nice to not have to worry so much about him.
Pulling back again, he slumped forward, resting his chin on Kyle's shoulder. "You do anything fun today?"
Kyle's arms went around his soulmate, holding him close against his chest. His body was far warmer than most demons thanks to his very specific abilities.
"Not really. I uh.... I've been looking for something to do. Some way to spend my time. Thought about getting a job again," he shrugged. It had been ages since he'd witness at Freddy's, and he'd never finished his marine biology degree. Never really done what he wanted.
"How were things with Evan today?" Kyle had yet to meet the older demon, but he was certainly curious about him and why Tony was so worried about them meeting.
He shrugged, still refusing to introduce the two. Evan, hopefully, didn't even know about Kyle.
"Same as always. We got some new clients, so it was a good day on the whole," he admitted.
He relaxed further as Kyle's warmth enveloped him. He loved this. Again, the new normal was weird, and he was getting over the initial frustration, but it was permanent, so he was learning to actually enjoy it.
"I could see if I can find something for you. Normal work or otherwise," he offered. "Just lemme know what you're looking for "
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