#badass oc

[astronova-00]

My take of the ‘Mudblood’ situation with my oc Eden. Lily is like a user and only takes what she wants (in this oneshot).

“ENOUGH!” She yelled as the Great Hall went silent. “I am sick and tired of hearing you apologise to her when she doesn’t want to hear it. Severus you are better than this.”

“But-“

“But nothing! Lily is being a bitch.”

“How dare you..!” Lily interrupted, as she got up from her seat next to James Potter and started to walk up to the black haired girl near the professor’s table. (Lily glared at her boyfriend to not do nor say anything and he angrily nodded his head).

“Shut up Lily! JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP FOR ONCE! Not everything is about fucking you!” Eden yelled as she glared into her second oldest friend’s green eyes.

“Do you know what he called me?” Lily asked as her face flushed with anger, finally they were talking about the incident that happened a few weeks ago.

“Do I know what happened? Yeah, I was there. Your little dick of a boyfriend hung Severus upside down and made him choke on fucking soap and the best fucking part? Stripped him naked in front of everyone! ISN’T THAT AWESOME? YOU KNOW WHAT’S EVEN GREATER?” Eden panted as she closed her hands into fists and stepped closer to Lily until their noses were barely touching, “You smiled. You smiled and laughed. Laughed like he wasn’t your best friend, like he was some laughing stock instead of helping him. You laughed as they stripped him and everyone saw his privates. You laughed as THE FUCKING MARAUDERS SEXUALLY ASSAULTED HIM IN FRONT OF EVERYONE!” She gestured widely with her arms and she grabbed the front of Lily’s red and yellow stripped vest.

“You smiled along the joke…smiled at the fact that it was Severus’ own spell that was used to have him up there in the sky. But you think it’s okay to break off with him because he called you a ‘Mudblood’? Breaking news, he’s a halfblood so the word applies to him too, to the three of us. But that doesn’t matter right? Now you have the perfect excuse to stop hanging around him, around us just because everyone told you to. You are such a bitch that you couldn’t stand the fact that you might not be in the spotlight unless you dropped the dead weight. You saw the opportunity to grab James Potter’s attention before he got bored of you. You disgust me Evans. Never fucking talk to Severus or I.”

Eden grabbed Severus’ hand and stormed out the Great Hall with a smile on her face and could hear the breath of relief behind her.

“Holy shit.”

Once they reached the stairs, the two turned to one another. “Holy shit indeed.”

“You are quite stupid and idiotic for doing that. Although I must say I appreciate it.” Severus thanked as they began to walk down them.

“Jesus Sev, it’s just me. You ain’t gotta put on the Queen Lizzie accent. And you dropped your little shy boy act.” Eden said with a cheeky smile as she punched Severus’ arm.

“It wasn’t a act, and no I must sound proper at all times. You sound like Tobias when you speak like that.” He rolled his eyes and casted them down.

“I don’t sound like no drunk.”

“Point proven.”

“…Shut up.”

The conversation died down as they walked down the dungeons and stopped upon the dorms’ entrance, “Alright smart guy, what’s the password?”

“Ferit aliquando anguis.” The door slid open and the pair made their way inside.

Inside was fairly empty with a few first years lingering around and chatting by the windows. The pair decided to take the warmest couch rarest away from the windows and sat together for a while.

“Thank you.”

“Anytime Sev.”

It wasn’t until later when dinner was over, and Narcissa (along with Barty, Evan, William, Bruce, and Regulus) came down to the common room, that the pair realised they forgot their bags.

[ligawolfcosplayandarts]

ASOIaF OC X Canon WIP

Am I only one who feels like if you draw ASOIAF anything you get this arty style specific to nearly all other ASOIAF artists?

Ngl I need get more references to Clegane's keep.

I actually wanted just to colour n shade and go to next in my drafts folder, but as someone who was art representative of school as child, perfectionism is forged in my brain too deep so here we are.

[alittlebit0fmayhem]

Merciless Devotion

Finally finished the first chapter of my HOTD fic!!!

I am only gonna be updating on Ao3 because these chapters a SUPER long and the format just doesn't really work for Tumblr.

However I'm uploading the summary as well as some of the first chapter here and the link to my Ao3 for those interested!

Also ya'll better not give me shit for my username I THOUGHT IT WAS FUNNY OKAY?

Details listed below:

Pairing: Fem!Targaryen!Oc x Aemond Targaryen. (It may come off as an X Aaegon at first but it is NOT)

Summary:

It was a dark and bloodied secret, one shrouded by girlish pain, and a longing for something that many believed could never have been; Rhaenyra Targaryen had always wanted a daughter.

By the time of her 17th nameday, Visenya Targaryen is know to Westeros as a dragon forged from blood. As a girl she is the very essence of joy and mischief, as a woman she is scorned and broken. Aemond Targaryen knows he shouldn't want her, and she hates herself for wanting him. For wanting the man that would one day kill her brother. They are both well aware of their limitations, but in the throws of war and desire they care to uphold them with same amount of strength as a string about to snap.

Warnings: General 18+ smutty shenanigans happen later, but all the specific warnings are on my Ao3.

Enjoy this little snip. <3

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Full chapter available here.

It was a dark and bloodied secret, one shrouded by girlish pain, and a longing for something that many believed could never have been; Rhaenyra Targaryen had always wanted a daughter. 

When she was a girl, and would fly on the back of Syrax all day, and feast on candied fruits all night, it was a sister she yearned for. That was before, before her father had selfishly droven her mother to the stranger all for his plight for a rightful heir. 

Before she was forced to call her best friend mother, and before she realized that the life of luxury given by her forefathers was a pit of snakes disguised as dragons. 

As a woman grown, with the world praying nightly for her downfall, all due to the sex that sat between her legs, she wished in a different style.

There were few women in her life she could call friends, even less she could call family. She wished for a girl that would love her unconditionally. A girl who would sit still, and let Rhaenyra braid her hair, and fill her ears with the words she wished her father had been brave enough to tell her. And selfishly in her own right, she wanted nothing more than to watch the bastards of Westeros weep, as their lady queen named another woman heir. 

Through anguish and sacrifice, through perseverance and damage, she would attain her wish. And even then, she would come to learn its pay off would have its challenges. 

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Screaming painted the walls of the Red Keep the night Visenya Velaryon drew her first breath. 

The maesters and ladymaids alike flurried around the birthing chamber as Rhaenyra roared. Many would recount that it was not unlike that of a dragon. 

Rheanrya was a young mother, not as young as her stepmother had been when she birthed her brother Aegon, but young regardless. Visenya’s birth alone nearly killed her, and Rhaenrya herself was convinced it would have, if the gods hadn’t willed it so. 

There was intention behind Visenya’s namesake, in a faroff past, it had been what Rhaenrya had wanted to name a sister. Her reasoning changed with age, at first she gave worship to Visenya’s name because she wanted a warrior, now, she needed a queen. 

When she heard the word “girl” uttered in regards to her baby's sex, she wept even harder from the joy alone. That joy didn’t diminish, not even when she laid eyes on her, and realized Visenya would be like no other child. 

Visenya Velaryon, had the skin and face of her mother, it was her hair that drew a gasp from her Rhaenyra's lips. 

Not only was Visenya given hair as dark as a certain Strong lord, but the front chunk of which framed the left side of her face, was silver as steel. 

That day forth, she was dubbed a freak by many who’d never dare say it to her face. A twisted combination of dragon and warrior, with pointed blue eyes, and a rouge smirk. 

Straight from birth, she had a pit of enemies. She was under a year younger than her aunt, Princess Haelena. And to her Uncle Aegon, whom was two years her senior, she was a direct threat. 

Even as a toddler he was reminded of that fact daily, whether it be by his mother, or his grandfather. They were conditioning him, training him to hate the little girl who might one day become her mother’s heir. 

And yet, when he stood over her cradle that same night, and peered at the babe no bigger than a bear cub who laid next to a scalding dragon egg, he felt differently. 

Unlike many other newborns, she peered up at him with an almost unsettling focus, blue eyes clashing with violet ones. It was that same moment a seed in Aegon’s heart would plant, that would prohibit him from ever truly hating the girl who’s mother wanted his crown.

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[gryfflepuffinthetardis]

Trauma Henderson Masterlist (Steve Harrington/Emilie Henderson)

Summary:

Emilie Henderson was damaged. Everyone knew what happened to her. Or at least, they knew enough. When she was thirteen she went camping with her father and they both went missing for nearly two weeks until Emilie was found barely alive with deep wounds from an unknown origin and her father was found with his eyes caved in and his bones cracked.

She was in a coma for thirteen weeks when she came back she had no memory of what happened. Doctors said the trauma was so great that the young girl blocked it out. But ever since then, she kept having nightmares of a place. Like this world but cold and dark. She lived with the Byers as she became friends with Jonathan and was like a daughter to Joyce until her brother and mother were able to move to Hawkins with her due to complications.

She's now known at the traumatized girl of Hawkins High with the freak brother, yet somehow she is Steve "The Hair" Harrington's best friend albeit their relationship has gotten rocky. She deals with normal things along with her nightmares and trauma-school, bullies, insecurities, and being in love with her best friend.

But when Will Byers goes missing and odd occurrences start happening, Emilie's memories start coming back.

Pre-Season One:

Prologue (Early to Mid September of 1979)

Season One/November 6, 1983 to December 12, 1983:

Season One Cast

Emilie Henderson 1983 Bio

The Vanishing of Will Byers (November 6 to November 7 of 1983)

The Weirdo On Maple Street (November 7 to November 8 of 1983)

Holly Jolly (November 8 to November 9 of 1983)

The Body (November 10 of 1983)

The Flea and the Acrobat (November 10 to November 11 of 1983)

The Monster (November 11 to November 12 of 1983)

The Bathtub (November 12 of 1983)

The Upside Down (November 12 to November 13 of 1983 + Epilogue taking place on December 12 of 1983)

Post Season One/Pre-Season Two

Season Two Prolouge: Summer of 1984

Season Two/October 29 to December 15 of 1984)

Season Two Cast

Emilie Henderson 1984 Bio

MADMAX (October 29 to October 30 of 1984)

Trick or Treat, Freak (October 31 of 1984)

The Pollywog (October 31 to November 1 of 1984)

Will the Wise (November 1 to November 2 of 1984)

Dig Dug (November 2 to November 3 of 1984)

The Spy (November 3 to November 4 of 1984)

The Lost Sister (November 3 to November 4 of 1984) ???

The Mind Flayer (November 4 to November 5 of 1984)

The Gate (November 5 of 1984 + Eplilogue taking place on December 25 of 1984)

Season Three/June 28 to Unspecified Time Between September or October of 1985)

Season Three Cast

Emilie Henderson 1985 Bio

Suzie, Do You Copy? (June 28 to June 29 of 1985)

The Mall Rats (June 30 of 1985)

The Case of the Missing Lifeguard (July 1 of 1985)

The Sauna Test (July 2 of 1985)

The Flayed (July 3 of 1985)

E Pluribus Unum (July 3 to July 4 of 1985)

The Bite (July 4 of 1985)

The Battle of Starcourt (July 4 to July 5 + Epilogue Taking Place on Unspecified Time in September or October of 1985)

Season Three Epilouge Flashback/Prologue: May to June of 1985: Camp Know-Where (Flashback)

Season Four/March 21 to March 29 of 1986)

Season Four Cast

Emilie Henderson 1986 Bio

The Hellfire Club (March 21 of 1986)

Vecna's Curse (March 21 to March 22 of 1985)

The Monster and the Superhero (March 22 to March 23 of 1986)

Dear Billy (March 23 to March 24 of 1986)

The Nina Project (March 24 to March 25 of 1986)

The Dive (March 25 to 26 of 1986)

The Massacure at Hawkins Lab (March 26 to March 27 of 1986)

Papa (March 27 of 1986)

The Piggyback (March 27 of 1986 + Epilogue Taking Place on March 29 of 1986)

Season Five (Rumored to Air in Late 2025 or early 2026; Time Jump Length Currently Unknown)

[skelevall]

a hoonter must hoont

[roadwanderer]

save me chinese stealth armor… chinese stealth armor save me…

[dogontwolegs]

wulf the wolf

[arcxus-of-altihex]

Ruan ref!! Or well, I wanted to revamp his design for 2024 so here he is.

[szynkaaa]

my girl cries stardust

or that one time the Destined One was starstruck (literally?)

in my head this is after the Destined One and my OC have been traveling for a while and now and established a good form of communication too despite the Destined One being silent. He noticed that she never allows her herself to cry in front of him, figured it might be because she didn't want people to see her cry. And then something something happened where she reached her limit and broke down. Seeing her cry was simultaneouslythe most beautiful and heartbreaking thing he has seen.

[kabewski]

GUN WITCH FOREVER

[killsworthss]

Can’t stop and won’t stop my delulu

You can do it with vidu studio or lumalabs

Have fun loves 🤭🤍

[draw-the-squad-like-this]

Draw your squad like this

[alittlebit0fmayhem]

Ughhhhh y'all I literally have the final draft for the first chapter ready in my Ao3 drafts but I can't come up with a title for the fic. Like its Targaryen and dark and firey but also the MC is a badass with trauma who is really funny and stupid and UGHHHH nothing comes to mind.

Help PLEASE

I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT MY HOTD OC, HER NAMES VISENYA, SHE'S UNHINGED, AND I LOVE HER DEARLY.

The quotes below are all things she will say in the fanfic I'm working on, enjoy...

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“Question my parentage as you please uncle, I can proudly claim my mother isn’t a usurperous cunt who must stand behind her status for protection. Can you?”

"Touch me with those filthy hands one more time, and they will hang on my wall."

"...You are my brother, killing for you is obligatory."

"...For you, I'd burn them all."

"You'd be wise to consider how much you value your life next time you attempt to humiliate the first born daughter of Daemond Targaryen."

"Wondrous speech that was uncle, may I have a go?"

"...I, Visenya Targaryen, second of my name, daughter of Rhaenyra Targaryen and Daemond Targaren, princess of Dragonstone, protecter of women, have heeded your demands, and thus I respond with only three inspiring words. Go. Fuck. Yourself."

"And must I remind you mother, I despise men. The whole lot of them, no matter they be handsome or ugly, rich or poor. Their breath's smell of dragon piss all the same."

[henneseyhoe]

What A Woman Wants; Fun

JoeyBada$$ X BLACK!FEM!Reader

WARNINGS: Basically pwp, Strangers sex(don’t be her, this is crazy lmao), Mentions of intoxication (the reg shit), Daddy kink(surprise, surprise), Public sex, Bathroom sex(kinda?), No protection (WRAP IT BEFORE YA SMACK IT), Dirty talk cause yeah, Unedited (girl im tired, sorry)

SUMMARY: What’s the point of going out if you can’t have fun?

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She honestly had no business being out this late, especially downtown. But, she was a sucker for pretty lights and good music, she needed an excuse to wear a sexy dress with heels way too tall and she wanted to score free drinks, which she successfully did with the bat of her long eyelashes, successfully pulling in anyone that looked her way like a cheetah ready to pounce on its prey.

One of them were for sure to be her victim tonight, and she knew exactly who by the time she was sipsy and on the dance floor.

Bodies crowded all around her, moving to the beats of soca and dancehall music bumping through speakers loud enough to almost damage hearing. The air was nearly polluted with weed smoke.

All she focused on was moving her hips to the rhythm and giving the man behind her a show better than he had seen in all his years of living even if it was just a simple whine of her waist, she was gonna make it look as sexy as it could be as her mini dress rode up the cup of her ass with every swirl. She didn’t care.

“No panties?”

He asks as his hands trail up the front of her thighs, breath warm against the neck he had riddled hickeys on seconds ago. His voice was deep, a new york accent prevalent all throughout that made her pussy scream fuck me till the sun up, or at least till I tell you to fuck off.

She shakes her head slowly and licks her lips, her crimped curls falling into her face as she continued to whine up against him, pulling him closer behind her by the back of his neck.

He didn’t even have to ask, really. He knew the feeling of pussy in his lap when he felt it, clothed or not.

“I was hoping later tonight i’d get this dress ripped off and fucked like I deserved to be”

He let out a low moan from her forwardness, his heart skipping a beat behind his rib cage and his hands gripping hard on her waist to help control the fluidness of her movements. She could just feel his hard dick against her ass, twitching underneath the restricting true religion jeans at each word she devilishly spoke to him.

As they danced, there were moans leaving their mouths that only they could hear, thumping in her core that only she could feel. His breathing against her ear had her hot with arousal, a large hand with fingers decorated with jewelry coming up to wrap around her throat and grip to keep her grinding just in the right place. She whimpers softly as her dancing stutters, the girl feeling a nudge at her entrance from his erection.

“Keep doing that shit imma have to fuck you right in the middle of this club, ma” He spoke against her ear again, pressing harder against her. Without any other thought, she nodded needly as if he had asked her instead, earning a smack to her ass that would have made her almost stumble forward if it wasn’t for him holding her back against his chest.

“Outside. Now”

There was bass in his voice, just enough to make her quickly break away from him to follow instructions.

He watched every single step, her dress repeating rolling up the curve of her ass on each click of the six inchers her feet were screaming to get out of, but she would just have to ignore it for the night. Making it to the bathroom in the heels wasn’t even the hard part, it was actually staying up right in them when getting pounded standing up.

Fucking in a bathroom hallway wasn’t ideal, but they couldn’t wait to get to her apartment, his, or even his car.

One leg lifted and held up on his shoulder with her back against a wall, his hands gripped onto her waist to keep her in place as her hands grabbed a hold of his biceps. Thank god for flexibility gained by her stretching that morning.

She heard the sound of his chains clanking against his chest and felt the cold material of them against her leg with every movement in, the feeling of cool metal on her skin being just enough to add onto her pleasure.

“Give it to me!”

She begged breathlessly and he gladly obliged, slightly bending his knees to hit that secret spot that had her toes curling into her shoes. At any point anyone could walk out and see them. See her bent and surrendering to him. He wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Say my name, ma”

She didn’t even know the niggas name, but her immediate response was—

“DADDY!”

And he happily accepted it. The tip of his dick effortlessly found her gspot in no time and he wasted nothing to continue to press up against it, leaving her a babbling mess. It was like he had broken free a dam, pussy responding to his beck and call by soaking him and pulling him deeper.

He curses under his breath, praising her on how good she was taking him with no prep beforehand.

“You’re so fucking deep!”

Her tummy swirled when she felt the tip of him sit at the button of her belly button, her eyes widening.

“That’s how you like it, right? Lemme know, baby, I wanna make this pussy get right”

He moans, his lips brushing against hers just before he pecks them once to get his fix.

“Yes! Yes! Fuck!”

He made her forget she had free will to cover her mouth as she did truly wonder about the volume of her voice right now even with music playing, but she was too caught up in the strokes he was delivering, a sudden slow swirl of his hips to reposition himself followed by a hard press into her that filled her to the brim taking all of her breath away. He could listen to her whimpering like that for hours.

“I know, baby, I know. Let that shit out, I wanna feel that pussy cum for me”

He encouraged her, a lopsided grin growing on his face as he watched her completely lose it. He himself couldn’t even contain a manageable volume, but he also didn’t care like she did. He was gonna make his noise regardless. Let her know that pussy was good.

“When we done imma need that number, ma. You call me whenever, aight?” He spoke in between doing his damage, his eyes now focusing on where they met.

She moans in agreement since that was all she could really do without her voice breaking. He understood because he could feel the choking squeeze of her walls, her cream sticking to his balls and making the clapping sound way more apparent. He could feel that ribbon in his lower stomach slowly, but surely begin to tighten and his love sounds started to get more fluent.

“Pretty ass face, good fuckin’ pussy. You deserved some dick tonight, ma”

“You hear that shit? Wet ass pussy”

“Let daddy get you that nut, baby, wet that dick up”

The sounds of his deep voice set off throbbing in her clit and she only needed one more thing to push her over the edge again, and he supplied exactly what was needed.

He looks into her eyes with intention to break her and lets go of one side of her hip, bringing his thumb to her mouth and allowing her to suck. She did so proudly, bobbing her head and humming out moans until he pulled out and pressed the pad of his thumb against her aching clit, rubbing small circles.

“Oh- Oh shit! I’m-“

She shuttered before her knee buckled and her head flew back, thankfully a few inches away from a wall so she didn’t hurt herself. He caught her and made sure she stayed up right, still playing with her clit as his hips bucked and stuttered in sync with hers, his own release triggered by the tightening of her warm walls. There was no pulling out from then, He would have just had to make sure he bought her a pill the next morning.

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💌~ i deadass can’t tell if i like this or not and it’s bugging me 💀 hopefully yall fw it tho. Had to go back to my roots with an og rq cause nobody like answering me apparently! (apart from the two babes that did, love yall down <3)

[mimi0mizu]

damn forgot abt tumblr- anyway drew rouge for ace’s bday cuz i dont like him ♥︎

[hallowshumour]

Doodle of my edgy ass rainbow dash kinsona, Storm Chase. 🌈🌩💥🎠