Who I Write For

Who I Write For

Spider-Man: Into/Across the Spider-Verse

Miles Morales

Gwen Stacy

Hobie Brown

Pavitr Prabhakar

Miguel O’Hara

Horror/Slashers(certain characters!!)

Micheal Myers

Jason Vorhees

Billy Loomis

Stu Macher

Billy Lenz

Bo Sinclair

Vincent Sinclair

Lester Sinclair

Brahms Heelshire

Hannibal Lector (NBC)

Will Graham

Gravity Falls

Dipper Pines

Mabel Pines

Pacifica Northwest

Robbie Valentino

Wendy Corduroy

The Black Phone

Finney Blake

Robin Arellano

Vance Hopper

Bruce Yamada

Billy Showalter

Griffin Stagg(platonic/sibling only!)

Fear Street

Deena Johnson

Samantha Fraser

Simon Kalivoda

Kate Schmidt

Josh Johnson

Nick Goode

Ziggy Berman

Cindy Berman

Tommy Slater

Stranger Things

Mike Wheeler

Will Byers

Dustin Henderson

Lucas Sinclair

Max Mayfiels

Steve Harrington

Nancy Wheeler

Robin Buckley

Eddie Munson

Johnathan Byers

Billy Hargrove

Goosebumps(2023)

Isaiah Howards

James Etten

Isabella Chen-Lopez

Margot Stokes

Lucas Parker

Harold Biddle

Nathan Bratt

The Outsiders

Ponyboy Curtis

Darrel Curtis

Sodapop Curtis

Johnny Cade

Dallas Winston

Two-Bit Matthews

Steve Randle

The Boys

Hughie Campbell

Annie January

Billy Butcher

Frenchie

Soldier Boy

Homelander

The Deep

Queen Maeve

Supernatural

Sam Winchester

Dean Winchester

Castiel

Lucifer

Micheal

Gabriel

This list will update with my interests! Don’t be disappointed if one thing disappears! My interests change after a while and if I feel like I can’t write the characters well enough I might just take them off the list

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Okay so I was in a country song bing for a good couple of hours and all I can think about is hannigrahm with a country s/o (preferably gn) who isn't shy at all but will absolutely put their hat on their heads (the meaning if that is like staking a claim or save a horse ride a cowboy)

A Night To Remember

Hannigram with a country s/o

They met you at a bar, a celebration for breaking a case, as Jack had told them.

You were on the stage, playing the guitar and singing softly for all the patrons to hear.

Hannibal watched you with interest, eventually catching your eye.

You winked at him before tipping your hat, finishing up the song you were singing.

You thanked everyone for listening before hopping off the stage and heading over to the bar, right over to Hannibal and Will.

You ordered something strong, turning to Hannibal as it was being made.

“You look like a fancy fella. What brings you ‘round here?” You asked him, starting the conversation fairly easily.

After you got your drink you hung around them, spending some time trying to crack Will out of his shell.

You bought them a round of shots, making a toast to friendship before downing it easily.

Will swished his around in the small shot glass before he took it, wincing slightly at the burn.

You teased him about it for a few minutes before taking off your hat and placing it on his head.

You gave them your number before leaving the bar, telling them to call you.

Alana laughed when she saw you place your hat on Will’s head, knowing the meaning of the whole ordeal.

Will clearly did not know, as he kept the hat on.

Eventually, Alana told him, trying to hold back her laughter when she saw his face of shock.

When Will got home he called you almost immediately, wanting to ask why you put your hat on his head.

You responded accordingly. “I thought you were cute, sugar.”

You laughed when you heard him stumble over his words slightly.

”Meet me at the bar tomorrow night. 6:30. I’ll get my hat back and we can talk. Get to know each other.”

Will agreed, mostly because he wanted to return your hat, but also because he wanted to get to know you a bit.

Hannibal helped him get ready, even offering to go with. Will denied, saying he could do it on his own.

When he met you there, he immediately asked you why you put your hat on him again.

“I told you, darlin’. I thought you were cute.” You said with a smile, taking a sip of your drink.

You two hung out all night, eventually going back to your place late at night, both of you tipsy.

Will woke up on the couch with a blanket over him and a plate of food on the coffee table.

He ate, got dressed(when did he get undressed?) and left your house.

He went home and told Hannibal about the night.

You three hung out more and more, eventually all of you fell in love.

You were the one to ask them out, jealous of a drunk who was hitting on them at the bar.

They were a bit shocked, sure, but they easily accepted your confession, confessing that they too were in love with you. (A/n: Thank you so much for the request! I thought it was really cute! I hope you like it, I tried my best to get the country aspect right, as I am not the biggest country fan. I’m sorry if it’s a little short!)

inspired by boop day, reblog this post if its ok for people to send you random asks and interact on your posts with no judgement. i want to talk to people.

Undercover Care

as a young, broke senior in high school, you take up a babysitting gig, not knowing you’d be babysitting a mafia bosses sons.

As soon as you were in the office you felt out of place. It was a big office, and a very fancy one too. There was a huge window on the wall behind Phil’s desk and a bookshelf that took up the entire right wall. By the left wall there was a leather couch, a glass coffee table, and a very nice rug. You walked closer to the desk, subtly running your hand over it.

“Sandalwood…” you whispered, letting your hand fall to your side. “Please, have a seat.” Phil said, sitting down on the other side of the desk. You nod, sitting on one of the two chairs set in front of the desk. You took a small breath, bouncing your leg subtly. “Now, as you are working here now, there is going to be some ground rules.” Phil said, folding his hands together on top of the desk.

You nod. “That makes sense.” You said, trying not to sound rude. “First, don’t enter rooms without knocking or being invited in. My boys can be iffy about their space.” You hummed, sounded reasonable. “Two, if you make a mess, please make sure to clean it up.” You nod, makes sense.

“Three, no having friends over. Especially when you’re working.” Phil shifted in his seat, now leaning back. “Four, there is a list of names and numbers on the fridge, call any one of them if I am unavailable when something happens.” You nodded, crossing your legs. “Five, if I am not here, please don’t come into my office. Six, if you decide to stay here, even occasionally, don’t leave your room past 9:30. Seven, the boys usually go to bed around 8:00. Don’t disturb them while they get ready for bed.”

You frowned slightly. Why couldn’t you be out past 9:30 if you stayed the night? “That’s all the rules I have, please follow them.” You nodded. “Of course. It would be disrespectful not to.” Phil smiled slightly. “Now. Let’s go meet my boys.” Phil stood, waiting for you to do the same. You quickly did so, making sure you still looked at least somewhat professional. “Techno should be training in the backyard, so we’ll go to him after we meet Tommy and Wilbur.” Phil said, starting to walk towards the door.

You were quick to follow, not wanting to upset him on your first day. “Tommy is a bit of a…trouble maker. If he gives you too much trouble give me a call and I’ll sort him out.” Phil said, leading you towards a hallway full of rooms. “Techno is more mellow, but he can get a little…violent if provoked. Refrain from angering him.” Phil said, sounding very serious. You nodded, tensing up slightly.

“Wilbur isn’t around often, he’s already got his own place. When he is here he’ll most likely be playing music. If he offers to play for you, just accept. He holds grudges, especially over his music.” You nod along. Wilbur and Tommy didn’t seem too bad, it was Techno you were worried about. What if you accidentally angered him? What if he didn’t like you? What if he tried hurting you? You took gymnastics for a while, but that was years ago, and you doubt it would help you now.

And what about Tommy? What if he was so much worse than Phil was describing him as? You felt bad for thinking so badly of people you haven’t even met yet, but you couldn’t help it. “Ah, another thing. Tommy has a tendency to…eat anything that looks like candy. So if you have any medication that you would like to store here, make sure to keep it locked up or somewhere hidden.” Phil said, walking up to one of the doors on the wall.

You nodded, rubbing your arm slightly. Phil knocked gently in a small pattern, waiting for a response before he opened the door. You stood in the doorway as Phil walked in. You looked around the room, nothing bad, it was just a plain room painted red, posters here and there with multiple pictures of a blond and other people. There were multiple drawings and sketches scattered around the desk in the corner, some on the floor, and one or two pinned up on the wall.

“This is Y/n, your new babysitter. Don’t scare her away.” You heard Phil say, making you turn to look at him. “That’s not fair.” The blond on the bed whined, the same blond who had opened the door for you, although now he was wearing a soft looking blue sweater. You waved slightly when he noticed you looking at him. “Uh hi. You’re Tommy?” You asked, not entering the room. The blond nodded. “Well I hope we get along well, Tommy.” You said with a smile, trying to sound as friendly as possible. Tommy just hummed and looked down at the sketchbook in his lap. You frowned slightly. Did he already not like you…?