"Jeff, this is Mouthy. She's my proxy." Slender waves his hand at the girl. Jeff grows frustrated. "Another one! I thought you would stop gathering them after picking up Toby! How many proxies do you need?" "I currently have six on hand." Jeff's jaw drops and he starts counting on his fingers. "So, Masky, Hoody, Toby...
Well. This might be fun just a little proxy fun I hope you enjoy and all wrighting is mine. This is about the proxies and there story to how they became them. I don't own any proxy but I most certenly own Kate! I hope every killer enjoys.
❝oof!❞ ❝see boys, the ladies just can't help but fall for me❞ ˙I own nothing in this story, please be aware that mature language is used˙
STORY MOVED TO @CarWritesFanfic Garroth, Dante and Travis are successful business men, all co-owning one of the biggest fashion companies in the country. All their plans are destroyed when a group called The Shadow Robbers burn down their HQ building. It's burnt down by no other than Vylad, Laurance and Zane. Their h...
You're Ireland's deadliest hired assassin. After years of running from the government, you decide to take a little vacation out of the country. While you're away, you meet someone just like you.
You've been accepted into the Overwatch training program. It starts TOMORROW. Off to Overwatch HQ where you'll be assigned a mentor based on your skills. This is amazing, except that your mentor seems to hate you. Not a word comes out of their mouth that is neither condescending, or insulting. Despite the grumpy face...
(Y/N) might have been a new guard at Belle Reve, but that didn't stop the old ones using her as a punching bag due to the fact that that she too was a metahuman with the power to control over sleep and nightmares (Hypnokinesis). Short oneshot/ drabble (won't be updated).
You knew working at Arkham wasn't going to be easy. Add an attractive pyrotechnic guy, and you get the perfect storm. He was broken. And you were going to fix him. ((I don't own El Diablo or any other characters mentioned. Cover by Dipperx.))
Let's pretend Mr. Fire Pants didn't die. (Y/n) was never the one to chase bad guys, or anyone with any criminal past. Yet here they are standing in front of a tattooed man with a bit of a heated past. Well here is yet another x reader but this time with El Diablo, (I thought he'd be good for a Fanfiction)
A simple Clem x Sarah one-shot! Let's just say this is what I would've chosen; had the choice been available. Morbid ending and character death!
