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Welcome to this mess! Small disclaimer: my most favorite OC is used in almost every one of these drabbles in some way shape or form. His name is Laurence and I enjoy torturing him :)
These numbers are obviously not going to match up because according to ao3.com this is chapter one, but these are how they are ordered in my doc so they shall stay this way.

1. Mark Sloan/Laurence post hookup

2. Pre Namor/Laurence battle royale

3. Spark Laurence speedrun magical transitioning

4. Peter Hale/Laurence two left hands hooking up

5. PJO Luke thrown into Beacon Hills (peter gets a coma buddy!)

6. Jeremy Gilbert/Madison (wow a new OC) period comfort

7. Pre Kraven/Laurence unfortunately, Laurence is a witness to crimes

8. Pre Salesman/Laurence unfortunately, Laurence is a victim to crimes

9. Wow, there is a teen wolf werewolf in Bad Boys. Cause I said haha what if

10. Pre Armando/Laurence I love PJO demigods being freaky. #mermaidera

11. Pre Tom Riddle/Laurence you know those harry potter fics where the trio (or more) go back in time on accident? yeah

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anyways. Laurence as a person who likes sex but he’s had various not good experiences (the one guy he took to HIS house insulted his room so Laurence kicked him out, a few guys didn’t like that he was so talkative after, etc etc) but he still likes sex so at a bar one night he sees Mark and he’s like oh I’m so gonna climb that and they do hookup at marks place

Morning after he’s in Mark’s shower more than halfway asleep cause he’s got breakfast plans (deeply regrets those)
anyways Laurence zombie mode in the shower and Mark obv fucking goes in there too it’s his shower after all and he says some cliche shit like “is there room for one more” while moving theeeee. Idk if marks apartment(??) was ever shown in the show or at least I never saw him in it.
So while opening the door except Laurence couldn’t hear shit over the water and was turned away, therefore didn’t see him approach and he like screeches and turns around and then he’s like “oh my god hi. It’s literally your shower I’m not gonna be a dick and say no” mark laughs a little says sorry joins him in the shower

They’re washing. Well more like mark washing cause Laurence is already almost done he just rinsing his hair and Mark starts getting handsy rather than washing and Laurence is like “to be clear I like you touching me but do you know how many people go to the ER for shower sex related injuries?” “I should be saying that. I’m the one who works in a hospital” “I thought you said you were a plastic surgeon” cue giggles (Laurence) and kissing (mark want that cookie so effing bad)

Then Laurence is like well we can’t have sex but maybe…and then sinks to his knees and boom blowjob and Mark is like !!!!! That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen and then cut to them in his room getting dressed except Laurence is lamenting his life out loud #chatterbox style and Mark is like “feel free to use anything in my closet” (just wants to see Laurence in his clothes now that Laurence has used his shampoo and body wash) and Laurence is like “are you sure. I can’t wear the exact same outfit as last night cause they’ll call me a slut and I don’t wanna hear it” mark looks concerned and he’s like “oh no it’s just teasing and besides I’ll be telling them about you within the first 5 minutes either way. But if I had a different outfit it’d be more bearable”

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I was thinking of how marvel rivals could technically be canonized and I was like well what if someone mindfucked them and has them fight against each other for their amusement
And I bet ur wondering well how is Laurence related to this. I’m imagining the god had some normal people first that they spent a bajillion years torturing and those people (cough wife ocs cough) have awareness but no way to escape
Basically I was like imagine Laurence and co being supports (the god oh so graciously grants them superpowers for the rounds)

And Laurence is always cheering them on/running his mouth even tho they can’t hear or respond
But then….one day… Namor cracks the mind fuckery just in time to hear Laurence absolutely screaming his head off after he got a team wipe

Namor: demolishes enemy team
Laurence, who’s been hugging behind him and pocket healing him, also screaming at the top of his lungs: FUCK YEAH NAMOR! GET EM NAMOR! YOU ARE THE FUCKING KING!!
Namor: suddenly hearing this flinching at the volume and turning around with the most confused expression
Laurence, jaw dropped: holy shit did you hear that— AHHHHH
Bucky grappled him away LMFAO

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All thanks to teen wolf’s endless fucking plot holes LMAOOO
so sparks are only alluded to twice and the only thing you know is like they’re powered by belief (how much belief? If it’s just belief when does it stop? That’s so fucking open ended) so Laurence just…when he starts questioning his gender as a kid he just.
He starts believing he’s a boy. HE believes it. But he’s never considered changing his body (he didn’t believe it was possible) imagine his surprise when his parents and everyone in his life just starts calling him his new name?? And then bro forgets about ever being named smth else he thinks he made it up as a kid
well. A spark could change everyone’s perceptions couldn’t they…he believed it, so why couldn’t everyone else?
basically it’s finding out he’s a spark years later and his bff is laughing her fucking ass off because he just. Technically transitioned himself on accident

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Laurence hooking up with people core except it’s teen wolf world he’s like 21 he hooks up with Peter hale while in California who is freshly not dead anymore and ends up pregnant and bros like damn…..well free baby
no wait kinda want the hales alive just cause it’d be funny if the way they meet is Talia going I’m meeting the alpha of this pack that’s literally in charge of the whole city of Las Vegas and boom Laurence pregnant left hand
Laurence was in San Francisco, knows of Peter Hale but not what he looks like. He was on a little mandated vacay by his alpha so he was drunk and having fun and obv one thing led to another and they hooked up
He actually realizes who it is the morning after cause Talia and other pack members r blowing up Peter’s phone and he wakes up, sees the fucking name Talia Hale and he literally goes like this [EVEN THO IVE BEEN ON THIS WEBSITE FOR YEARS IVE NEVER BOTHERED TO LEARN HOW TO USE IT EXCEPT NOW IM POSTING, but basically that brown lab meme with the eyes closed. Picture that here. Its in my doc I wont lie.]
and then runs tf away

Some sort of werewolf convention for packs to meet and create allies or whatever happens and everyone’s like that infamous mysterious Las Vegas pack is finally coming!!! They come in and beeline towards the hales. The emissary puts up a privacy ward and the first words out of the alphas mouth r like “I think an alliance would be in our best interests, as your left hand has impregnated mine” Talia is like what the fuck Peter, Peter is like pretending innocence
They do a magical dna test yada yada but I’m imagining Laurence is pregnant with twins and it’s been like 6 months so bros huge and lowk over it and he’s like spam texting the pack gc the whole time they in the meeting and idk what leads up to this but he definitely says “he [peter] better be contributing to these babies!! Bitch I look like that fucking pop the pig game”

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Luke castellan dying, waking up in teen wolf world in the same hospital room as Peter hale cause they were coma buddies
(funnyy husband comment: sharp left turn into pjo i should have seen this coming)

And like a few seasons of teen wolf happens until like Theo and then boom Luke’s dumbass kid that he left behind (Laurence) comes breaking his way thru the nemeton like DAD!!!!! DAD!!!! UR SOUL WAS NOT DEAD WHERE ARE U!!!!
I LOOKED FOR U AND U WERENT IN ELYSIUM OR THE ASPHODEL OR TARTARUS AND TRUST I WENT TO ALL OF THEM!!!!
yeah it’s just them being reuniting except the whole fucking camp helped Laurence with this so he’s got like, some clothes, a phone for him and phone for Luke that’s cross dimension communication and also his weapons and some of Luke’s old stuff
imagining Laurence coming thru and killing the dread doctors (cause they’re literally in his way and won’t answer his questions???) and goes skipping out the forest like yay!!! Luke is here somewhere!! Meanwhile Luke took Peter’s car with Peter in it and is speeding over there lmfao

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Babe - 3:27 pm
Im going to die…

Babe - 3:30 pm
wow ur girlfriend going to die, the love of ur life dying and u say nothing?

Babe - 3:30 pm
jeremyyyyy IM DYIMG IT HURTS SO BAD

Babe - 3:31 pm
my body turning against me
my boyfriend gone. not responding!!
I have no treats no weed no nothing
I will waste away on the floor!!

Jeremy - 3:55 pm
Babe
Open your door right now
It’s windy out here

Jeremy shivered on the front porch of his girlfriend’s home as he waited for her to open the door. She must have been upstairs in her room, because he heard a bang and then her screeching fuck afterwards. Then, loud thumping down the stairs. He blinked as the door swung open, revealing Madison standing in a snuggie, or as she insisted on calling it, a “wearable blanket.”

“You look miserable, did you even sleep?” Jeremy asked as she moved aside to let him in.

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Kravinoff tracking a target in an upscale club. Laurence is at his older sisters bachelorette party (they close like that). She is in a high paying job and previously only responsible for her bills (she lowk rich).

Ironically Laurence is not the designated driver. His sister keeps asking him to try drinks and he’s a little tipsy. He’s being entertained by dancing with anyone who asks him. Looooves dancing. In his free time at a dance school he teaches people (with a friend).

Kravinoff has been at the bar waiting for his target for a decent like twenty minutes, been watching Laurence the whole time (he is like chatty and laughing easily, tho it’s a club like music late at night and booths and a dance floor but classier/John wick scene kinda??) so he’s kinda loud although. Kravinoff might have super hearing tbd. I will go with this headcanon.

He’s like. He’s entertained by watching Laurence basically but he turns away as soon as his target walks in. Follows the target to a back room ig and then has to bring the body out through the back. Laurence and a few friends are currently walking around the building to the parking lot. Laurence is skipping a few feet ahead of them. They’re not worried because he’s still in view and he usually stops at corners and then turns back to look at them.

Unfortunately for Laurence, this time when he looks around the corner he sees Kravinoff with the body at the boot of a car, and he’s all bloody as well (UNLUCKY AF LOL FOR LAURENCE) Kravinoff moves incredibly fast (a lot of his powers are head canons from the trailer he might be beast man OR super soldier? Type deal?) yanks him into his arms, out of view of his friends, who start running, but they were kinda far behind and that gives Kravinoff a head start + his supernatural speed, and basically Laurence is kidnapped and drunk and there’s a dead body in the trunk. He’s not sure now would be a good time to talk his head off, because he’s drunk, not stupid. And as he looks outside the car, they’re going way too fast. If he jumped out of the car he could get seriously injured or worse.

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Laurence peeled his eyes open, and lazily looked around. His exhaustion didn’t cease to exist, but it did fade away the moment he registered the room he was in. Or more like the fact that he was in a room at all. Ever since he’d run to this country he’d been slumming it on the streets. At first it was his only choice, but ever since the near run-in he had had with his father’s men four months prior, he’d been off the grid completely. Being a nameless nobody on the street was the safest way to continue to be missing.

But clearly he had been wrong. The wall that he could see in front of him was grey and undecorated. He didn’t move his head yet, only taking in what he could see with just his eyes. There was a bedside drawer within arms reach of the side that he was on, with nothing on it. Laurence had been trying to breathe calmly and deeply, as if he was still sleeping. There were no other sounds in the room, but that didn’t mean there was nobody there. They could be behind him, since he was facing the wall, and the rest of the room was most likely behind him. Laurence slowly glanced over everything he could see again, and decided to try flexing his hand. He was on his side, so nobody should be able to see his fingers clench the sheets. They were soft, it must be silk. They were darker than the walls, but still gray. He was covered by a duvet of the same color, and that was when he finally focused on the odd coldness around his ankle. He softly and slowly moved his left leg, passing it off as a natural movement, and almost shivered as the bottom of his bare foot touched metal.

There was a metal cuff around his right ankle. He was cuffed to a bed, in a room he hadn’t gone to sleep in, and he had no clue who took him or why. The last thing he remembered was going to sleep huddled under a ratty blanket, in a random alleyway he had managed to squeeze into for shelter from the rain.

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“Hale, are you in position?”

Rita’s voice filtered through his earpiece as he settled at his designated spot, back against the pillar in front of the abandoned hotel. Laurence took a quick peek through the dilapidated doors, and spotted no movement.

“In place. There’s no movement down here right now,” he whispers into his earpiece, “Aretas, Lowrey, and Burnett can move.”

Laurence’s attention to the team’s chatter over the comms dwindled as he focused on the faint murmur of voices he could hear through the walls. It’s a good thing his shift was so different from his dad’s. He didn’t have to waste time trying to focus his hearing on one spot. The voices of one man and one woman were slightly to the right of him, maybe underground, or in some sort of backroom.

He tilted his head, absentmindedly watching the two cops who seemed to be arguing in the distance. Aretas, the wanted felon who was Mike’s fucking son (Laurence had to stop himself from snickering about that irony the first time they met), made eye contact with him. A small smirk spread across Laurence’s face. Aretas stared at him blankly, but his scent traveled downwind, and it was made up of pure frustration.

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LAURENCE HAS BEEN HEALING IN THE HARBOR (he wayyy more godly than usual so kinda dissolves into sea foam, it’s a new skill, he mostly has a hold on it) AND COMES UP ONE DAY RIGHT NEAR ARMANDO’S BASE OF OPERATIONS LMAOAOAOAO

Armando whipped around when he heard a splash. The docks in the industrial district were on the water, yes, but it was usually still. When there was another, quieter this time, but accompanied by a small gasp, he pulled his phone out of his pocket to have quick access to a light. He slowly stepped forward, looking at the other side of the docks he had his back towards originally. There was what looked like a person frozen, one leg out of the water. Armando focused his phone towards the figure and watched as the light revealed a smooth, lightly tanned back. It was partially covered by long, loose curls of blonde hair.

- Fight scene (Laurence beating his ass, Armando REALLY distracted)
- Laurence freezing armando on the spot (via the water in his body), tilting his head, and then finally saying “do you have any spare clothes?”
- Armando in his head like oh I got more than clothes for you looking at him and then goes “yeah. As long as you don’t kill me”

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Tom waited until the sniveling third year turned the corner, going towards the tower that he knew held the Ravenclaw dormitories. After he was sure that she would not stray from her path, he retraced his steps to the girls bathroom that they had come from. The bathroom that Laurence Potter had clearly been trying to sneak his way too, when they had collided into each other originally. Truthfully, the way he had manipulated the girl so clearly to get rid of him, had only confirmed his belief that the transfer student had been destined for him.

Tom had been intrigued with him from the very start. He and the other two Grangers claimed to be siblings, but all looked remarkably different from each other. Only one of them had sorted into Slytherin, Laurence, who shared the same unmanageable curly hair as his twin but nothing else, had all but strutted to the Slytherin table the night he was sorted. He had sat right next to another transfer student, the ginger. They were clearly familiar with each other, and had spent the night of the opening feast with only each other’s company with no complaints. Tom’s musings came to an end when he stepped into the bathroom, and turned towards the stalls only to