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NEW STORY: TAYLOR’S DEMONIC JOURNEY (AN ALT-TAYLOR AS DC’S RAVEN FANFICTION)

If someone had told Taylor that she would one day have powers, that she would meet the love of her life, save the world, and eventually marry that same woman, she would have laughed bitterly through her tears. Back then, the very idea of having a future at all had seemed like a cruel joke, or perhaps an intentional attempt to insult her. She had believed that her story would end quietly, that she would fade into the background and never amount to anything. Sometimes she thought it might end m...

NEW STORY: THE BLUE BEETLE OF BROCKTON BAY PROLOGUE

Jaime Reyes came to with saltwater filling his lungs and the world spinning in slow, dizzying circles. For a second he thought he was drowning in the Gulf again, then the rain found him, heavy and cold enough to bite through his hoodie. Tempted though he was to stay where he was, blinking against the downpour, common sense insisted he move. So he pushed himself up from the rough surface, realizing that he was on a rooftop overlooking a city, every muscle aching as if he’d just fallen out of...

TAYLOR AS DC’S RAVEN ALT FANFICTION ANNOUNCEMENT (CONT’D)

The story will be written in a different format from my typical ones; we will start from the end rather than the beginning—after the world is saved and Taylor has settled down with her significant other—so who is the aforementioned significant other?

(AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN…) EXHAUSTION

Taylor didn’t know what to feel.

Relief should have come first, shouldn’t it? Sophia Hess—Shadow Stalker—was finally in custody. After everything, after months of whispered taunts, pushes, and bruised pride, after the horror of that locker, she was finally somewhere she couldn’t reach her. No more being hunted after school by her cronies, no more flinching at footsteps behind her or wondering which corner hid the next humiliation.

But the relief didn’t feel li...

(AFK WORM) CHAPTER FOUR

It took time, more than Shemira would ever admit aloud, but eventually the tightness in her chest whenever Crystal Pelham entered the room began to fade. The girl was perceptive, yes, but kind as well. And while Shemira never stopped being cautious, she allowed herself to breathe again and settle fully into the borrowed life she now lived.

Weeks slipped by in a rhythm so ordinary it almost felt unreal. Mornings began with quiet breakfasts, the whistle of the kettle filling the small kit...

(ACCIDENTAL VILLAINY) CRASH-OUT

To crash out meant to cross a line you could never uncross. It meant doing something that would brand you forever, whether that meant going to prison, taking a life, or losing your own.

In Taylor’s case, it hadn’t been planned. It wasn’t even born from rage. Maybe it was just the final straw, the realization that no matter how hard she tried, no matter what she did to prove herself, someone like Shadow Stalker could still swoop in and tear everything apart.

So she stopped ho...

(SHATTERPOINT) INCOMING SHITSTORM

Sometimes, the how and why didn’t matter. Only the end result did. But when said end result was something that defied reason, when it upended everything people thought they knew, the how and why became impossible to ignore.

Take this situation, for instance. No matter how much the PRT tried, no matter how quickly Miss Militia and the rest of the Protectorate scrambled to contain it, the altercation between Anakin Skywalker and Battery had been far t...

(PROFESSOR UZUMAKI) A TALE OF THREE TEENS III

Taylor wasn’t stupid. She knew exactly how reckless her plan was.

It wasn’t as though she hadn’t thought it through. For nights on end, she had lain awake in bed, staring at the ceiling, her thoughts looping endlessly as she ran over the same arguments, the same fears, until the lines between anxiety and determination blurred together. And every time, she reached the same conclusion: this could go horribly wrong. If her dad ever found out, he’d be furious, or worse, disappointed...

(PROFESSOR UZUMAKI) A TALE OF THREE TEENS II

The city was quiet in that special, miserable way only Brockton Bay could manage, its cold air heavy with the kind of smells that stuck to the back of your throat and refused to leave. And through it all came the constant, distant wail of sirens, rising and falling. A grim reminder that peace never lasted here.

Sophia Hess crouched on a rooftop, her cloak hiding her from view as she stared down at the streets below. Another patrol, another stretch of boredom between the brief bursts of ...

(LIMITLESS) CHAPTER FORTY-THREE: COMPLETION

When Taylor woke again, the blinds cut the evening light into thin orange stripes across the floor, making everything feel quieter than it really was. For the first time since she’d been brought to the PRT’s in-house hospital, there was no one else there. Even the steady beeping of the telemetry monitors that had kept her company before was gone.

And that was okay.

She didn’t mind Armsmaster’s presence; he was… comforting, in his own brusque way. Reliable, too. And Dean ...

NEW STORY ANNOUNCEMENT (CONT’D)

So according to the poll, the majority of you wants me to write a Static Shock/Worm crossover fanfiction. And sure, I'll do that. But I need another story idea, so time to pick again:

(But first, for all those concerned about Static’s power levels, be rest assured, the dude’s busted. Apart from his enhanced physiology, he is immune to mind control whamminess, so he can pretty much deal with most (if not all) street-level heroes. And that is okay for the story I have in mind.)

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NEW STORY ANNOUNCMENT

With The Next Great Adventure completed, Limitless on its last legs, and Saving Earth Bet, One Punch At A Time in limbo at the moment—still undecided about the direction to take it—a new story is in order, and it is one featuring a DC childhood classic hero, Static Shock. But alas, I'm unsure of what type of story it should be, so pick:

(The story was originally meant to feature Rudo from Gachiakuta, but I couldn't get into it. And I'm waiting until I've rewatched and reread Chainsa...

(AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN…) FUCKED

Sophia was fucked. Fucked, fucked, fucked, fucked. 

The thought looped like static in her skull, a broken record she couldn’t turn off. Repetition turned it into a mantra, dulling the panic and making it feel like focus. Everything narrowed until the hallway was nothing but tile and light and the gleam of the knife in her hand. The rest of the world had become background noise, nothing in detail apart from Armsmaster’s mech-breath at the far end of the corridor, Taylor...

(ACCIDENTAL VILLAINY) AN UNWELCOMED WELCOME II

Taylor’s breath came in uneven bursts as she ducked behind a rusted ventilation unit, pressing a hand against the worse wound and feeling the warmth seep through her gloves. Her fingers came away slick with blood. She didn’t want to look, but the pain refused to be ignored—the metallic tang filled her nose, nauseating—and for a brief, dizzying moment, all she could do was stare.

Her mind felt slow, and under that haze was the slowly rising dread within her. It wasn't just becaus...

(LIMITLESS) CHAPTER FORTY-TWO: DADMASTER???

Waking up in the hospital wasn’t new to Taylor. 

The sterile scent of disinfectant, the bzzt of the overhead lights, and the constant beep of a heart monitor were all things she was beginning to recognize far too easily. Even the dull ache that settled into her bones as consciousness returned felt routine. It wasn’t pleasant, but it wasn’t new.

What was new was the sight that greeted her when she blinked her eyes open.

Armsmaster sat beside her b...

(THE ‘S’ STANDS FOR HOPE) CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO: SUPERMAN III

The first to greet him wasn’t human.

She appeared as little more than insubstantial invisible air, faint distortions that caught the light. But to Superman’s eyes, she was more than that. She was there. Every movement of her body trailed eddies that stirred his cape, the shape of her face gentle, curious, and tinged with something he recognized instantly.

Wonder.

Most couldn’t see her at all. She was the Custodian, Cauldron’s unseen warden, bound to the comp...

(SHATTERPOINT) FIGHTING A PARAHUMAN

Fighting a parahuman—especially one as powerful and well-trained as Battery—should have been impossible for any ordinary human, even for someone like Anakin Skywalker.

But that was in a straight fight, and this wasn’t that.

He’d accounted for this possibility the moment she’d started cracking, the moment her facade of calm had slipped, and her voice started trembling. He hadn’t known for certain that she’d attack, but he had hoped she would, because he neede...

(AFK WORM) CHAPTER THREE

Taylor’s training would have to wait.

It wasn’t that Shemira didn’t see the importance of it. Quite the opposite, in fact. She wanted her daughter to be able to protect herself in a world where monsters wore human faces, and heroes were sometimes little better. But the Heberts were still recovering, both financially and emotionally, and the bills piling up on the kitchen counter were reminder enough that sentiment couldn’t come before survival.

So, for now, the Graveborn m...

(AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN…) UNEXPECTED ARRIVAL

Taylor would’ve been the first to admit she was out of shape.

Sure, she was skinny—had always been—but that didn’t mean she was fit. Her limbs weren’t toned or graceful like Sophia’s, and she definitely didn’t have the stamina to keep moving after her lungs began to burn. She was just an average civilian in every sense of the word, with no actual training, no enhancing powers, and no business trying to keep up with someone like Shadow Stalker.

So when the elevator do...

(TSSFH) CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE: SUPERMAN II

Most people thought Superman was more brawn than brain, and he couldn’t really blame them for that. When you could lift mountains and regularly went toe-to-toe against the mightiest foes, people tended to see the strength before the thought behind it.

But that couldn’t be farther from the truth.

He’d learned early that brute force wasn’t always the answer. Most of his greatest challenges—the ones that had kept him awake at night, worried—weren’t problems he could pun...

(AV) AN UNWELCOMED WELCOME

Despite everything she’d told herself that night on the rooftop, Taylor didn’t go to the PRT right away. She wanted to—God, she wanted to—but wanting and doing were very different things.

It took her three days. Three long, sleepless days of pacing, of turning Shielder's words over and over in her mind, of second-guessing her decision, and of imagining every possible way it could all go wrong. What if the moment she walked through those glass doors, alarms blared and co...

(ONE-SHORT) THE WEDDING AT THE END OF THE WORLD

Alexandria had seen and accepted many things in her long life. Her perfect recall ensured she never forgot the worst humanity—the worst she and Cauldron—had to offer. But there was nothing, not even in her deepest, most unhinged nightmares, that could have prepared her for the sight before her.

They had been called to mobilize as usual once Dragon reported the Simurgh’s descent over Earth, and the familiar dread settled over her like a well-worn cloak, one she ha...

(AFKW) CHAPTER TWO

Shemira hadn’t expected Earth Bet to be more dangerous than Esperia, but in some ways, it was. 

Esperia’s threats were vast but distant, waged on scales most could barely comprehend. Entire villages could live and die without ever laying eyes on a beast, much less a Hypogean. But here? Not only did they also have beings akin to gods, but danger still crept out of alleys and shadows, ordinary and vicious and wrapped in human skin. Danger still carried steel not for conquest or g...

(PROFESSOR UZUMAKI) A TALE OF THREE TEENS

Greg Veder was living his best life.

From being just an average otaku—average, he corrected himself with a grin, except in his head that word had about a thousand asterisks, each one pointing to footnotes about hidden depths, untapped potential, and the misunderstood brilliance of himself—to actually, actually getting a power-up in real life.

And not just any power-up either. This wasn’t Cauldron. This wasn’t some shady back-alley vial that cost money he ...

(AAA…) HASTE

Colin Wallis had built his career on preparation. Every patrol, every engagement, and every public appearance was calculated to help further his agenda. They weren't left to chance. Anticipation and readiness weren’t just strengths; they were the foundation of survival, the bedrock of his reputation as Armsmaster.

But the thought that came to him now hadn’t been planned. It had appeared without warning, a flash of insistent insight cutting through the lines of data scrolling across ...

(TSSFH) CHAPTER SIXTY: SUPERMAN

Superman’s job never ended. He could take a break, yes—he wasn’t a machine despite his enhanced endurance, and Ma Kent had always reminded him that even heroes needed to rest once in a while—but sooner or later, the world would always call.

And this world called more often than most.

Brockton Bay had become his base of operation, his Metropolis-in-miniature. Every collapsed building he braced, every frightened civilian he carried to safety, reminded him why he wore the cap...

(THO) INTERLUDE

Amy Dallon didn’t do brains.

That wasn’t just a preference, and it wasn’t just an unspoken rule. It had become gospel, repeated often enough that it was now a line burned so deep into her reputation, into the city’s understanding of her: Panacea doesn’t do brains. Everyone knew it, from the nurse and patient who whispered her name in awe, to the villain who cursed her for undoing their damage.

And yet, sometimes, Amy wondered if Gojo believed it.

He’d ne...

(SHATTERPOINT) THE FINAL STRAW

Hannah, or Miss Militia now that she was back in costume, was suspicious. And as terrible as it sounded, she was more suspicious of her fellow hero than the man they were here to interrogate.

“Battery.”

The name came out level, but Hannah’s eyes narrowed behind the scarf. Something was wrong. This wasn’t how Battery acted, or at least never had Hannah seen her act like this ever. Battery prided herself on her composure. Even when things got bad, when Brockton Bay’s stree...

(TEASER) SAVING EARTH BET, ONE PUNCH AT A TIME: A ONE PUNCH MAN/WORM CROSSOVER FANFICTION

It was a normal day.

The sun was shining, the air smelled faintly of concrete dust, and Saitama was walking home from his favorite supermarket with a plastic bag dangling from one hand. He was already thinking about dinner. Maybe he would have a hotpot, or omelet rice again. Maybe just instant noodles with eggs.

Either way, a simple dish was the order of the day. 

But when he turned the corner, the world abruptly changed.

The bright sky dimmed as if someone had pu...

ANNOUNCEMENT

Decided to post the story on Spotify for those who like to listen to shit while sleeping. This is the first chapter, so give it a try, guys. Feedback is always appreciated, so future episodes will be better😭😭😭