Owen's back was pressed firmly against the wall as he shrinks away from the person's hand, struggling to breathe, chancing a glance at the entrance to the alleyway over the guy's shoulder. He froze. What. Is. That. ----OR---- Owen finds himself simping over a bird mutant. He doesn't know why. Charlie is trying to live his many lives and -fuck with- help people when he helps a recently probationary teacher who happens to be kind of attractive. ----OR---- I ship my two(?) ocs because who's going to stop me. Inconsistent writing and bad grammar & spelling because this is just a thing I'm writing in my spare time. A series of short-ish stories from my newest world of heroes and villains, Trigger warnings at the start of each chapter, cover art made by me, uhhhh idunno what else to put in this but yeah YOU CANT STOP ME FROM STUFFING THE TAGGS TILL THEY BURST