#cursed child fancast

[leiascorpie]

SHE IS ASTORIA!!!

[rewritingcanon]

I have an Albus Severus Potter face claim I want to share with the class! I have no idea who this man is, I think he’s like an influencer maybe, but I just remember seeing a picture of him and instantly thinking “that’s just Albus right there, I don’t know who else you could possibly think that is”. Like, even down to the way this man dresses, he just looks like Albus to me. I think his name is Atticus, which honestly when I saw that made me think there was no way that isn’t just Albus’ fake social media name for when he doesn’t want people to know who he is.

This man is literally just Albus. The hair, the face, the clothes, the poses (the cig). It all screams Albus to me.

how do you have multiple photos of this man and not know who he is 😭😭

im usually not a big fan of face claims but i gotta say this is one of the better albus ones i’ve seen. better than louis garrel at least 🧍‍♀️ i think the only one i’ve seen before this fc that i’ve marginally liked was mehul somar

[kendodante]

— ★: Ok but seriously, why the hell is it so difficult to find a Fancast for Scorpius, for Albus it is easy but Scorpius-...

Like, that boy is literally beautiful, whether in the theater or in fanon, there is no beauty compared to him, I just don't know how to explain myself, Scorpius in my head is a boy with an androgynous appearance, tall, thin with impeccable features, who looks tender and cute enough but you know that wherever you screw up he will kill you. Like, pls someone help😭

[ Felix says bye★! ]

[drewlyyours]

THE CAPTIVE CURSE FANCAST

ND #24

Karl Weschler - Jack Black

Anja Mittelmeier - Florence Pugh

Lukas Mittelmeier - Iain Armitage

Renate Stoller - Jessica Lange

the worst monsters are self-made

MHM, TRT, FIN, SSH, DOG, CAR, DDI, SHA, CUR, CLK, TRN, DAN, CRE, ICE, CRY, VEN, HAU, WAC, TOT, SAW

[andreal831]

Hello I have a new fic coming (wish I could finish them instead of making new one but what can i do.) where Elijah, Klaus and Kol were all born girls and I love your metas, so was wondering how you think it would change their childhoods? With Finn and Henrik being the only boys, and the differences in how Mikael and Esther would treat them given they would have different expectations for different genders?

my fancasts for them

Hi!

First, I love your fancast. I think each actress fits the characters so well.

This is such a fascinating idea. I think it would change the dynamic a lot. I've said before, they would remain largely the same character as gender doesn't fundamentally change who they are, but how they are treated due to their gender would.

Elijah would get even more hate from his parents than he did as a boy. He would remind Esther of Dahlia, the sister who had just stolen their golden child. Esther would have trouble giving Elijah love and attention as the mere sight of her reminded Esther of Dahlia. While Mikael would resent her because she was a reminder of the daughter they lost simply for being a daughter. He would also have looked forward to a warrior since at this point Finn has proven he was not one, likely due to the trauma of watching his sister get stolen. Elijah would largely be ignored by both parents, much like he was in cannon.

Klaus would be largely ignored by Mikael. Mikael took interest in Klaus simply because he saw him as a little warrior. But here, by the time Klaus was born, Mikael wouldn't resent Klaus just for being a girl, but wouldn't care for him as he would have a boy. This would likely save Klaus a lot of pain and allowed her to grow up a very different person. While Esther would adore Klaus. She would be a reminder of Ansel and also be protected from Mikael as Mikael would have had less say in raising a girl. There would be less fear of her triggering her curse and the necklace that weakens her wouldn't cause so much havoc. Klaus would be the daughter she lost and would be so precious to Esther. Klaus would likely become the mama's girl that Finn always was, spending much of her time with her mother.

By the time Kol was born, Mikael would be annoyed each time Esther got pregnant. Convinced that he wouldn't get a son. He would be even harder on Finn as he is the only chance at a warrior son. Poor Finn would likely suffer much of the abuse that Klaus missed out on. Kol would be loved by Esther as the only witch, but never as loved as Klaus. But Kol wouldn't care. She was always wild and independent. She would get into all kinds of trouble behaving in ways women weren't supposed to. She and Rebekah would be close and would drive Elijah mad as she attempted to cover for them and all of their adventures.

Rebekah would largely remain the same. She would love having so many sisters. I think she would be less petty and, for lack of a better term, "pick me." She wouldn't feel the need to tear down women to impress her brothers. She would be much more comfortable just being herself with so many sisters to learn from. But I think she would still be a bit of a brat as the youngest sister. Her sisters would still baby her. Esther would love her as the last daughter, especially because there is such a gap between her and Henrik. Mikael wouldn't pay much attention to her. But he didn't really in cannon either.

There would be so much pressure on Henrik to be the perfect warrior. Mikael would neglect all of the children once Henrik was born, devoting all of his time to make sure Henrik was the best possible warrior he could be. Henrik would likely not be the happy, carefree boy we saw in flashbacks. He would be much more like Klaus. He would try to find happiness in his siblings, but would suffer abuse and feel resentful that he was the only one being treated that way. He likely would have a lot of resentment towards Finn for not taking any of the heat off of him from Mikael.

I hope this helps! Let me know when you post, I can't wait to read!

[moseslikellamas]

Cinders in the Dark

Pairing - Benjicot Blackwood x Whent!OC

Summary - Lucinda Whent lives in Harrenhal, the haunted corpse of a castle in the heart of Westeros. Wracked by visions nightly, during the day she looks for answers in the dark corners of leftover rubble. Years blend together likes this. Only today she arrives home to a visitor. The Lord of Raventree hall is passing by on his way to the Vale.

Warnings - fem!reader, delusions, angst so much angst, magic, not canon, Kieran Burton fancast

Word count - 2.5k

Somehow I went from slow burn to glacial ice movement. This will be even slower to develop. What can I say, anticipation is the name of the game and it’s time to yearn.

Lucinda Whent rode out hard, her hair blowing behind her as she left Harrenhal in the distance. Her fathers seat was a cursed black mass of melted stone and the haunted memories of everyone who had burned there. It was supposed to be an honor, having a castle bestowed upon your house. But the castle was so large and in such a state of disrepair, it was nothing but a punishment. The wind whistled past her ears as she rode, the echo of a nightmare still playing in her mind. There was a reason, no one held the seat very long. Its very walls were infused with suffering, she could feel the malice pouring out of them. Whenever the halls pressed in too closely around her, she would go out for a ride.

The night was alive with the sights and sounds of the summer. The humid air weighed heavy around her, like a cloak of mist. She raced headlong into the wilderness, paying no attention to her surroundings. She just had to get away. Away from the terrible images that kept replaying in her head. The castle haunted her day and night. Always it was whispering in her head, sometimes showing her visions. Other times she would wake up suddenly and be out of bed at some random corner of the castle. It was a sinister sensation that crept heavy up her spine. It was like standing on the gallows with a noose around your neck, it was only a matter of time before the floor fell out beneath you.

Her father had been bequeathed the castle years ago, when she was still a child. She would never forget the chill that had settled into her bones the moment she had stepped inside. The feeling had never left her, she could only feel better when she was outside far away from the menacing energy of the castle. She knew it was silly to ascribe the castle characteristics like it was a living breathing being, but sometimes she was not sure it didn’t think and breathe. She’d never been plagued with visions before moving into the castle and hoped once she left it, so too would the horrible images.

The dream had been dark, as she wandered the halls of her house. She had watched her own fingers trail along the stone walls, her pace leisurely. Wandering dreams were always the worst, it meant Lucinda would wake up somewhere else. In the darkness, it was impossible to see what room she was in. But the further she went, the brighter it grew. A soft orange hue radiating from some far off place. As she grew closer to it, her heart pounded. A heavy thumping that made it hard to think. It was an inferno, but not one she’d ever seen. It engulfed a perfectly still knight in a full suit of armor. Once in sight of it, the knight moved, turning to face her before drawing its sword. The clack of armor was deafening in the empty room, the only other sound was the crackling of the armor as it melted and warped. The dull silver grew red then white as it grew warmer and sweat trickled into her eyes.

In a flash of steel the knight had swung his sword, it too glowed with the heat of the fire. Mesmerized by the sight, she did not move out of the way. The two stood across from each other, a flaming man and a weeping woman. She could feel the hot salty stream of tears that flowed down her face but was unsure if she had been crying the entire time. She’d taken her eyes off of the sword for just a second, glimpsing movement in the corner of her eyes. But the knight thrust his sword into her chest, piercing her heart.

Upon the sword making contact with her skin, she had woken abruptly to the sounds of bats. Her head had whipped around in the darkness, trying to orient herself. But it was so pitch black she’d had to feel her way around the room, finding the door and vaulting herself up a set of stairs at record speed. The tendrils of darkness clung to her as she had emerged back in the ruin of familiarity, fleeing to her horse.

Now she was running away, something she’d become very well versed in. Some battles just can’t be won, only endured. So she played a horrible game of cat and mouse with her own home, coming and going as needed. She had tried to divine meaning from the dreams for a while but she never guessed what they meant. She’d eventually decided they were just a ploy to break down her mental stamina, whatever curse inhabited the walls wanted blood. It was trying to tempt its owner into a terrible fate, always. Her father had avoided it so far but she knew it was only a matter of time before something happened to him as well.

“Whoa Starlight, steady.” She cautioned the horse over the uneven ground, debating whether to turn back. She’d been out for so long the first rays of dawn began to creep through the leaves of the trees, bathing her in varying shadows. She pulled the reins taunt and redirected the horse, turning them back with great reluctance. Not for the first time, she wished she were a man. Then she could just leave. She could just get on a boat and go, no questions asked. She would’ve gone to the free cities in Essos, and visited Myr. They were said to create beautiful delicate glass work there, using a technique to blow air into while it was still molten. That sounded a right sight better than bats and flaming swords in her opinion.

On her return, she paused to admire the castle from a distance. It was unsightly rising up higher than should've been possible before curling in on itself, stone melted like candle wax. She knew it went just as far beneath the earth, a deep damp tomb. Her chest felt tight just looking at it. Why couldn’t she just live out in the forest? Surely the crows wouldn’t mind. She sighed deeply, and found the will to start Starlight walking back towards the castle.

One of the only positives of the massive castles was just that. Its sheer size ensured Lucinda could explore it for hours without running into another soul. She enjoyed the solitude even if she resented the setting. Her father had remarried three years ago and finally gotten the family he had actually wanted. Two fresh new babes, boys both. It made her a stranger in her own home but she could not find it in herself to hate her step mother or new brothers. She was the one out of place, not them. The rest of her family seemed wholly unaffected by the energy of the castle. She would probe them subtly every now and then but nothing ever indicated they saw visions. It was enough to drive anyone insane.

Eventually she had returned Starlight to the stable, staying to brush her down herself. She could’ve left it for someone else but she was stalling. The tight grip around her lungs was back in full force, stealing the breath from her. She was antsy, her palms slick with sweat. That was why she missed the sight of extra horses being housed in the massive stables. She was thinking of taking a long hot bath as she strode inside. a breeze blowing through the front of the castle made her shiver. She hadn’t grabbed anything on her flight out of the house, still clad in her nightclothes she climbed the steep sprawling stairs up to her personal chambers.

Her door was slightly ajar rather than fully open like she had expected. She pulled it open and then quickly closed it behind her before locking it. Then she leaned back against the door and slid to the cold stone floor. She wrapped her arms around her knees, setting her head atop her knees and tried to stop the room from spinning. She needed sleep. Real, actual restorative sleep. Instead she dragged herself up off the floor and began the process of heating the bath water up. While she waited, she pulled a couple of books off of the shelves lining the walls. Namely Maester Jono’s accounting of the castle, which detailed nearly half of the floor plan. He’d sadly died falling from a window before finishing the tome but it was still invaluably useful to her. The next was a collection of Riverland folklore written by house Grey decades ago. They’d sent a Grey around to every house to hear the stories all before compiling them into the enviable collection she held here.

Harrenhal might have a revolving assemblage of lord’s holding the title, but it held on to everything else. As such the place was full of plenty of old and forgotten things. Some were damaged beyond repair, exposed to the elements. But others were strangely intact for inhabiting a mostly abandoned castle. She poured the now steaming water into the tub before undressing and climbing in. The tub was made of the same material as the rest of the castle, built into the floor. It was odd and odder still was how well the stone held onto the heat long after the water should’ve turned cold. But considering all of the other strange things happening inside the walls of the keep, a long warm bath was the least concerning.

She wanted to head straight to bed after her bath but knew she had better go downstairs to prove she was still alive. Her father was fine with her wandering around the massive place as long as she showed up at least once a day. People had died wandering these halls, others had never shown up again. But she wasn’t going to suffer psychic damage for nothing. Finding the hidden gems lost in the shuffle of the massive building was her recompense for it trying to drive her insane. So reluctantly she exited the bath and dressed for the day. She wore a dark gray dress, made of a thick soft wool. And placed over it a dull yellow cloak the color of her house. She pulled on a pair of gloves for good measure. The roof was gone in places and when out, it was best to dress warmly.

She left her room, taking the Maesters book with her inside her cloak. Then began the long task of descending the spiral staircase that hugged the walls downward. She expected to come across Orwyll, the knight who patrolled the living quarters but never did. It was easy to never come across a soul in the lonely halls. As she approached the bottom of the stairs however, she heard voices drifting up. She picked up her pace, before cautiously peaking around the walls into the great hall.

Across the hall her father sat on the dais with her stepmother, in front of them stood a group of men. That was curious, they weren’t expecting any visitors that she knew of. She couldn’t make out the coat of arms from her vantage point but she knew they were riverlanders. And judging from the deep red they wore, Blackwoods. What would the inhabitants of Raventree hall be doing here?

“Ah there you are. Come in, Lucinda dear.”

She cringed at having been caught. She had leaned too far trying to examine the men. Slowly she walked across the expansive room feeling unhappy. She didn’t want to play host, she wanted to find the room she’d dreamed of the burning knight in.

“Good morning.” She said simply, coming to stand beside her father.

“I was just telling Lord Blackwood here that you’ll be the first to truly map this place. Isn’t that right dear? Crazy idea if you ask me, what’s known is enough to host more armies than you could feed!” Her father laughed, not really addressing her.

“On any account, Lord Blackwood here is on the way to the Vale. We’ve graciously agreed to host him on his way there and back.”

She finally bothered to look up at the man. His dark hair contrasted against the brilliant green eyes looking back at her curiously. The intensity of his stare made her blush. She gave a slight curtsy.

“Welcome, Lord Blackwood.” She didn’t have the heart to wish him a happy visit. No visit here was ever happy.

“A pleasure, Lucinda, was it? My men have been traveling all night, perhaps you might guide us to our quarters.”

A bold and overreaching request her father would not turn down. She wanted to roll her eyes when he enthusiastically responded for her.

“Oh, of course. How thoughtless of me! Lucinda, darling show lord Blackwood to the west hall. His men will be housed in the Bat tower.”

She wanted to protest. The west hall was not a guest wing, it was her wing. Granted it held more rooms than she could count. But that was besides the point. She hadn’t seen Orwyll patrolling in weeks and he wanted her to share a hall with a strange man? Perhaps Harrenhal was degrading his mental fortitude. So instead she had graciously agreed and vowed to come back to protest the occasion. Walking past her father, he’d caught her hand as she passed. Then he whispered, “Do not stick him in the back of the hall, Lucinda.”

She groaned at how transparent she was. She had indeed intended to stick him in the back of the hall.

“Fine.” She hissed before walking down the steps towards the Lord of Raventree.

“If you’ll follow me.”

“Of course, my lady.”

She did not wait for him as she left the hall and headed up the stairs. But his longer legs easily kept pace with her and he seemed amused by her attempts to ignore him. They walked in uncomfortable silence until they reached the west hall. She waved a hand, gesturing to the rooms.

“Take your pick.”

He threw her an amused look before walking directly to her room. She pinched the skin in between her eyes, sighing.

“Literally any other door. Not that one.”

He raised an eyebrow at her. “Why not?”

“Are you tired or not? Just pick another.”

He stared at her for a moment before he opened the door anyway, peering inside.

“Hey quit that!” She tried to close the door around him but he was already inviting himself in.

He turned back to her with a small smile on his lips. “Your room, I presume?” He picked up the book of Riverland folklore she had pulled out earlier.

“You presume too much, sir.” She said, snatching the book from his hands. She then made a shooing motion with her hands. “I’ll thank you to get out now.”

To his credit he did retreat from the room and then throwing her a mischievous look, picked the door directly opposite of hers. She rolled her eyes at him.

“Whatever. Sleep well, stay out of my room.” Then she left him standing in the doorway.

[weird-obsessed-girl]

Tomarry / tomarrymort fic rec

i never thought i would like this ship but edits of fancast Tom Hughes has convinced me...

masterlist (incl. wolfstar, drarry, jegulus)

more to be added

Fortune Telling - TreacleTeacups

fortune telling, divination, persephone au | T | 1.5k

Don't Be Boring - duplicity, eleven_eaves, thegreenmagician

alternate universe, harry and tom attend hogwarts, established relationship, crack, master of death harry | M | 1.5k

Changelings - TreacleTeacups

time travel, kid fic, humour, established relationship, mamma bear harry | T | 1.7k

He Who Knows Too Much (and I, Who Knows Nothing) - coribbit

time travel, fix-it, seer harry, obsessive tom | T | 1.9k

It's All in a Day for Ron Weasley (professional best friend and undercover seer) - atlantablack

crack, seer ron, canon what canon | G | 2.5k

My Parallel - ColdEmergency

angst, hurt/comfort, alt universe, they both grew up in the orphanage, dirty talk, open ending | M | 2.5k

and they were roommates - purplemineralwater

modern setting, gogglebox au, smitten tom, flirting, domestic, harry has a crush, people ship them | M | 2.5k

Thanks for Harry - duplicity

both attend hogwarts, humour, fluff, pining, oblivious harry, romance | G | 4k

Observations of a Pureblood Heir - temptresslove

slytherin harry, tom and harry are in denial, fluff, unresolved sexual tension | T | 4.5k

Anemone - A_Single_Cactus

jealous and possessive tom, smut, top tom, oblivious ginny, scheming | E | 5k

Serendipity - Alissia

omega verse, porn no plot, soft tom, minister tom, mating cycles, bottom harry | E | 6.5k

letters of seduction (apparently) - purplemineralwater

office au, modern setting, sane tom, boss/employee, truth or dare, seduction, age difference | M | 7k

Like We Really Mean It - crowthing, Divida, eleven_eaves

fake relationship, tom needs a perfect image to be minister, smut, friends with benefits, quidditch player harry | E | 7k

play in reverse - BonesOfBirdWings

role-reversal, dark lord harry, age difference, surrealism, pre-slash | T | 7k

Hidden Away - Misty Shadowbrook (Dagger_Stiletto)

soulmates, child abuse, protective tom, cursed harry, alt universe, no voldy | T | 10k

Eudaimonia - duplicity

time travel, child abuse, angst, age difference, happy ending, harry kinda helps raise tom | E | 15k

tempor · al | ary - asterismal (asterisms)

time travel, established relationship, voldy wins, threesome | E | 16k

Yuletide Discussions - J_L_Hynde

time travel, discussion of wizard politics, tom lusting harry, alt reality, auror harry | M | 18k

Relativity. - Ideasofmarch

time travel, fix-it, BAMF harry, morally grey harry, slytherin harry | M | 18k

Enoument - Accipitae

master of death harry, harry grows up with tom in orphanage, time travel, homophobia, angst | M | 22k

The Way to a Man’s Heart - mosiva

sarcastic harry, no voldy, politician tom, chef harry, timeline mashup | T | 24k

Until Midnight Comes - Divida

cinderella fusion, crack treated seriously, mistaken identity, soulmates, obsessed harry, drunk sex, post-hogwarts | E | 26k

The Path Least Taken - Living_Free

crack, humour, de-aged harry, papa voldy, voldy makes friends, found family, sirius forced to co-parent | 35k

Where The Heart Is - thecunningserpent (Panthere)

sane tom, powerful harry, possessive tom, they attend hogwarts together, slytherin harry, fluff, courting | E | 36k

If we could turn back time - MBlack93

master of death harry, magically powerful, time travel, fix-it, sane tom, slytherin harry, bamf harry, knights of walpurgis | E | 54k

Heir Apparent - MonsieurClavier

time travel, sane voldy, voldy adopts harry, pseudo-incest, powerful harry, possessive behaviour, enemies to friends to lovers, humour | E | 61k

Inventing Paradoxes - Ailora

harry and tom attend hogwarts together, falling in love, tom outsmarting himself, oblivious harry, fluff and angst, triwizard tournament | G | 62k

Game On, Your Move - Ailora

time travel, crack treated seriously, obsessive tom, sassy harry, time loop, eventual happy ending, enemies to lovers | T | 75k

Tip of Your Tongue - Spork_in_the_Road

time travel, fix-it, morally grey harry, dumbledore critical, slow burn, mystery | M | 78k

At the end of every road - sassysquatch

time travel, obsessive harry and tom, mutual manipulation, enemies to lovers, fake relationship, class issues, politically motivated marriage | M | 84k WIP 1 last chapter

Too old to be this young - Nadia_Castillo

modern setting, everyone lives, boss/employee, minister tom, master of death harry | M | 88k WIP

you belong to me (i belong to you) - Child_OTKW

time travel, slytherin politics, mind games, auror harry, slytherin harry, master of death harry, PLS READ ALL TAGS | 112k

good night, darling - purplemineralwater

time travel, fix-it, master of death harry, slytherin harry, knights of walpurgis, possessive tom, sane tom, hurt/comfort, slow burn | E | 138k

Praeclarus Anguis - KaedeRavensdale

time travel, slytherin harry, possessive behaviour, tom has met his match | M | 172k

Diablerie - Oceanbreeze7

bamf tom, sane tom, time travel, ptsd, book 5, mental health issues, canon divergence | T | 176k

47 Days to Change (a translation) - snow_owl01

time travel, slow burn, dubious consent, alt universe | E | 200k

Dreams and Darkness Collide - Epic Solemnity (Dark_Cyan_Star)

alt universe, dubious morality, dark, seriel killers, dark harry | M | 209k WIP

The Rise of a Dark Lord - LittleMissXanda

dark harry, voldy takes an interest, golden era | M | 228k WIP

draw me after you (let us run) - ToAStranger

slow burn, canon divergence, horcrux hunting, enemies to lovers | E | 238k WIP

His Darkest Devotion - Lomonaaeren

canon divergence, soulmates, minister tom, heavy angst, drama, spy harry, suicidal thoughts | M | 257k

What He Grows To Be - Severus_divides_into_H

unhealthy relationships, obsessive and possessive tom, master of death harry, time travel, tom raised by harry, self-harm, psychological torture | M | 266k

What Souls Are Made Of - Emeralds_and_Lilies

golden trio accidently time travel, angst, mind games, unhealthy relationships, slow burn | E | 278k

[klonnieshippersclub]

I think Tati Gabrielle or Jaz Sinclair could be a good fit for children of Klaus and Bonnie.

Is it me or is it much easier to fancast Klonnie daughters than Klonnie sons? It might be a Bennett witch thing or the fact that Klaus is already a girl dad in canon and I love that. Neither Tati or Jaz really feel like Klonnie kids to me. I love them both but there isn't much likeness to Bonnie AND Klaus. Both would make good Bennetts though.

And I love Bennett witch fancasting! Because Jaz Sinclair already plays Beatrice, how about we switch the roles between Beatrice and Lucy! Beatrice doesn't get the appreciation she deserves. We only knew her briefly but she ate. I don’t think we need any more doppelgängers okay (there were too many!). There is nothing wrong with Lucy or Lucy’s actress. It is just harder to find material for Lucy to create with. Jaz is more visible and easier to work with. Let Bonnie play the older cousin role in this instance. She’s maternal and compassionate to all her friends Cousin Beatrice deserves the same. Instead of Lucy being enslaved to Katherine temporarily, let Bonnie go out and seek other Bennett witches when she is off screen and not with her friends.

We can’t talk about Beatrice Bennett without praising Jaz with her leading role as Marie Moreau. If you haven’t seen Gen V or even The Boys. I think as many others have said online Marie is the perfect love child of Bonnie and Katara from ATLA!

I don’t think Tati looks like Kat or Joseph but I’d love to see her as a Bennett witch too. The energy she had with her portrayal as Prudence would align perfectly in the family. In this gif in particular it reminds me of the vampire hunters/huntress arc which the hunters curse was created by unknown Bennett witch…

We really deserved to see more of this bloodline by themselves not being utilized to uplifts every white characters storyline. No one in TVDU has feats that matches with the Bennett’s! They are defined as blessed. We needed more Bennett witches kicking ass together. I’m mad that we don’t have it! When I think of face claims or fancasting for Klonnie's kids, I go based on vibes and looks. If there isn't any resemblance between Bonnie and Klaus physically, then I just can't picture it.

[rosesradio]

If you were casting Camp Jupiter characters as though they were getting a TV series to show us the concurrent events with the Titan War, who do you think you would cast?

this is an excellent question, anon i love you--

i am probably the wrong person to send this to lmao

for one thing i don't watch a lot of tv, and for another i'm like an old person when it comes to asking "what's that actor's name? what else is he in?" lol. that, and i think i'd be bad at fancasts. then again, considering how many cursed white leos i've seen (so, so many), i can't do too bad, so let's bite.

the main characters to be cast would be jason, reyna, and octavian. if there are any other side characters that should be cast or if anyone disagrees with my casting i'd suggest anyone reading this to comment their ideas as well :-)

Jason Grace: Xolo Maridueña

i'm aware he's too old to play the role now (it's hard to find actors young enough bc i did not know the kids in the pjo show pre-show--except for walker in the adam project). And i know he has more Percy energy in some of his later roles (i'm thinking blue beetle), but considering he went from like...nerd to kickass in cobra kai, i think he has the talent and range to portray jason's child soldier background while displaying his heart of gold.

Reyna Ramírez-Arellano: Rachel Zegler

(i can hear the sound of @heavens-vault readying tomatoes to throw at me but let me speak my truth--)

I enjoyed rachel zegler's acting in shazam: fury of the gods (or maybe i just really liked that movie), and seeing her play a godly role kind of gives a reference to how she would be as reyna. she encapulates the seriousness/deity energy while simotaneously showing a softer side that just wants to live a more normal teen life.

Octavian: Sebastian Croft

I also really enjoyed sebastian croft's performance in heartstopper, he does a brilliant job of playing...well, a snot-nosed punk you love to hate. even so, he does an even more brilliant job of adding in those elements that make you see the cracks to the nuance within his character. i know lately in the pjo revival there's been some people that sympathize with octavian's character--it's not something i've explored, though i know it'd be interesting to have someone play him with consideration & range to show his depth.

That's all i got, like i said ik these actors are too old, but for the spirit of the characters...i don't think it's that bad? thanks so much for the ask! <3

[leiascorpie]

an edit of Astoria and her little boy 💗

(I had to visit websites in different languages to download the film for my new Scorpius fancast😵)

[rewritingcanon]

The Scorpius face claim you asked for. (I think I saw them as a Jack Frost one first).

im not joking my mum legit has that exact breaking bad shirt 💀💀

i’m ngl this fancast is not for me but its leagues better than the leonardo di caprio fancast (tbf anything is better than that LOL)

[icarusignite]

An Eye for an Eye (part 13)

A/N:  Fancasting Morgana from Merlin as Cassandra Baratheon :P Comments and reblogs are appreciated, I love hearing y'alls thoughts <3

Word Count: 2652

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Aemond landed in King's Landing, cursing profusely. His tunic was soaked from the wound in his side and blood trickled sluggishly from the bite on his arm. It did not help his foul mood when he was told that he had to report to the king immediately. He swore again, this time at his brother, for who did he think he was, ordering Aemond around like a dog? As if Aemond didn't already shoulder enough burden carrying the King's responsibilities while he lost himself to his cups and his whores every day. He pressed his fist to his side and made his way to the throne room.

"Your Majesty," the words were bitter in Aemond's mouth.

"What news from the Baratheons? Have you secured Prince Jaehaerys's betrothal?" Otto spoke up.

"I'm afraid there has been a situation grandsire. We can no longer rely on the support of the Baratheons. Lord Borros is dead and his daughter sits on his throne now. She has chosen to ally herself with Rhaenyra," Aemond responded.

Otto's lip curled with distaste, "A child leads the Baratheons now and you could not even secure an alliance with her? She would be even easier to bargain with than Lord Borros. How could you accept this betrayal."

Aegon chose this moment to have an outburst, his words slurring slightly, "That whore of Dragonstone is stealing my allies? Who does she think she is? Go back to Storm's End brother and win the Baratheon girl over. Tell her you'll marry her or something."

"You know I cannot do that," Aemond's jaw clenched.

"Ha, why not? Is it because of that whore's daughter? In case you forgot, she is the one who abandoned you. She is a whore like her mother and she has likely already replaced you. You might as well do the same and gain your brother more allies!"

An image of Daenys flashed in Aemond's mind, unbidden. He remembered seeing her back in Storm's End. He wondered if she had been sparring with a knight or perhaps some other lowborn fool with whom she was having a dalliance. It sent a bolt of anger through him, bright and hot. She really was just like her whore mother; she was a bastard returning to her roots. He closed his eyes in exasperation because he did not wish to hear all his worst fears spoken aloud from Aegon's drunken mouth. Just when he was about to give his brother a scathing reply, his mother rushed into the room. He tensed further, wondering how she would express her disappointment.

"Aemond you have returned. Do we have a betrothal set?" Alicent questioned.

"Your foolish son failed `to draw up an agreement with a mere girl. There is to be no betrothal, no alliance," Otto spat and Alicent flinched.

Aemond opened his mouth to protest, to explain that Daenys had been there and that there was more to the story but he thought better of it. That would lead them to believe that he still cared for her. That he had allowed her presence to distract him from his task. That he had returned empty-handed because of her. Otto would tell him that he should have just slit her throat right there and be done with it and his mother would give him that mournful betrayed look that said that he cared more for his wife than his own family. It was better that they just thought him incompetent enough to not have been able to strike a favourable deal with Cassandra Baratheon.

Before Aemond could say anything, Alicent's sharp eyes caught on the way he clutched his side and she let out an exclamation, "Aemond you're hurt."

Aemond only grunted slightly, "It is nothing Mother, do not worry. Just an arrow."

"Nonsense. We must get you to a maester at once," Alicent then looked toward Otto defiantly. "Further discussions can wait until my son has been tended to."

"Always the favourite child weren't you brother," Aegon's disgruntled voice echoed after Aemond as Alicent led him away to his chambers.

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Daenys and Cassandra were still sitting in the courtyard when a knight came rushing up to them with urgent news.

"There is a man here claiming to be your cousin, my lady and he demands to speak to you. He...he does not look very happy," the knight bowed while he spoke.

Cassandra's spine straightened and she stood, giving Daenys's arm one last pat of consolation.

"Tell him I will be with him shortly, and make sure my sisters are secure. You never know what anyone is thinking anymore," she commanded, every bit the ruler she was meant to be.

Daenys smiled wryly at her indomitable friend, "Here come the men now, clamouring for your throne."

"And they will be dealt with accordingly. I will not allow anyone to take away my birthright!"

Daenys reached out to squeeze her hand, "I know you do not need me, but if it is alright with you, I should like to accompany you."

Cassandra gave her a gentle smile, "I'd like that."

In the castle's throne room, they were greeted by a gruff-looking man. When he caught sight of Cassandra, he bowed. Cassandra looked surprised as she took her seat on the dais but she nodded at him to approach. Daenys on the other hand stood to her right, slightly behind her. She kept her hand near her sword in case she would need it. One never knew when such meetings became messy.

"Lady Cassandra. I have come to offer my sincerest condolences on the passing of your father," the man proclaimed.

"Yes, Cousin Richard. It is indeed a tragedy. I thank you for your condolences and I hope I can count on your continued support," Cassandra returned regally.

"Yes yes. Your father was a beloved companion of my father, kin almost as close as brothers. He would want me to continue to support you. In fact, what better way to do so than as your husband? Now that you are the lady of the house, you will be in want of a husband no doubt and suitors with all sorts of malicious intentions will flock to the castle," Richard continued, a sly grin spreading across his face.

Cassandra stiffened, "I assure you I am not seeking a husband for now. I have other responsibilities to fulfill and I must think of my sisters' futures before establishing my own like that."

"Yes, but you must hurry. It is imperative that you take a husband soon so that you may properly establish your leadership."

"I don't see how marrying someone will have any impact on my leadership Cousin?"

"Well...er... you see, no one will take you very seriously will they? I mean no disrespect, my lady, it is just the truth plain and simple. A husband will back your claims and stand by you in front of the people. No one would dare question your authority then."

"You mean no one would dare question my husband?" Cassandra arched an eyebrow.

"Well, I suppose that is true, in a manner of speaking. But the husband's duty would only be to provide assistance and support. I offer myself up for this humble task. I have no ambitions of my own, only to see my house flourish and to aid the daughter of my dear departed uncle."

"No ambitions of your own? You say this and yet here you are, scheming and plotting to become Lord of Storm's End?" irritation crept into Cassandra's voice.

Richard blanched and frantically shook his head, "No my lady. I would never. I simply wish to be of service."

"Very well then, thank you for the offer but I am afraid I will have to decline," Cassandra stated firmly, hoping to dissuade him.

"You cannot decline such a gracious favour. You will only get older and you will no longer be of any appeal to anyone. Any other man who asks for your hand will only be after your title!"

"As opposed to you who is not even remotely after my title?"

"No, I am not. It is disrespectful of you to even suggest so. Lady Cassandra, I thought you were a wise woman who would be open to taking advice but I see now that you are just a foolish little girl who has no idea what her responsibilities are."

Cassandra slammed her fist down on her seat's armrest before standing abruptly, "I will not stand for being insulted in my home. Leave at once Cousin before I have you thrown into the dungeons!"

A flash of something vicious flashed across Richard's face before he schooled his expression into one of benevolence. Before he could open his mouth to respond, there was a disruption in the hallway and Floris ran blindly into the room, chased by her older sister Ellyn. Floris crashed into Richard and finally stumbled to a stop. A slow grin spread across his face as he firmly placed his hand on her shoulder and looked up at Cassandra.

"Well, if you are in no mood to choose a husband for yourself, I would happily marry your sister instead."

Daenys unsheathed her sword and took a menacing step forward, which made Richard take a step back, gripping Floris's shoulder even together, using her as a shield.

"Unhand my sister at once. She is but a mere child. What makes you think I would betroth her to you?" Cassandra raised her voice.

Richard's eyes swept the room with a hungry leer and eventually landed on Ellyn who was standing a few paces away, "Then perhaps you will betroth me to another sister. Any one will do. You will get nowhere without my support Lady Cassandra."

"No, you will not be marrying anyone here Cousin."

The hand on Floris's shoulder tightened enough that it made her whimper. Richard bent down and brought his face close to hers, "You will marry me won't you Floris? Help out your sisters and do your duty. They will be thrown out if you don't!"

Floris's eyes filled with tears as she tried to wrench away from his grasp but he only pulled her closer.

"Say yes Floris! Do it for your sisters! They will die if you do not!" Richard's voice echoed throughout the room.

"Enough!" Cassandra thundered, "stop bothering my sister. You are scaring her."

Cassandra strode toward the two and pried his hand off her sister's shoulder before gesturing to the knights nearby to seize him.

"You will regret this! You will regret not accepting me when they come for you. You are not fit to rule. That seat, that position does not belong to a pathetic woman like you. Even your father didn't think any of his foolish little girls were fit for it. It's why he always lamented the lack of a son, didn't he?" Richard bellowed as the knights pulled him away.

"Take him to the dungeons. A few nights spent there will cure him of his rebellion," Cassandra commanded.

Once Rochard was out of sight, she crouched down low and pulled her younger sister into her. Daenys finally approached them slowly, not wanting to disturb them.

"I am sorry. I should have done something when he took ahold of her," Daenys whispered.

Cassandra shook her head resolutely, "No, thank you for not doing anything. He needed to see that I am more than capable on my own. I need to be capable. After all, I will not have you with me all the time to fight my battles."

Daenys looked on helplessly, as she watched her friend brush her fingers through her sister's hair, trying to comfort the little girl but she still shook like a leaf and her tears did not stop.

"I--I was scared he was gonna take me away," Floris wailed.

"Hush now. Why would he take you away? No one will take you away," Cassandra soothed.

"The man, he was going to take me away like that prince from before tried to take away Princess Daenys."

Daenys knelt down beside the two sisters, gently placing her hand on the younger girl's shoulder, "Well, you saved me back then didn't you? So I would have saved you if someone tried to take you away. We're friends, aren't we? Friends always save each other."

Floris sniffled, "Promise?"

Daenys smiled, "I promise."

Cassandra watched the princess thoughtfully, "Daenys would you take her?"

"Take her? Take who? Floris?" Daenys was perplexed.

"Yes."

"Where would I take her?"

"Back to Dragonstone."

Daenys's eyes widened "Why would I take her there? Besides, I'm pretty sure she'd rather be here, with her sisters, where it's familiar."

"Yes, but she'll be safer in Dragonstone. Away from here, where someone might hurt her. And I'm not sure I'll be able to protect her every time."

"I'm not sure Dragonstone will be any safer. My mother has enemies. That means assassins, mercenaries, and death at every corner."

Cassandra's jaw set stubbornly, "Please. Please do this for me. No one there will be looking to hurt her specifically. I fear I have made many enemies and my relatives think I have usurped a position that was rightfully mine. They will come and they will want to hurt my sisters to bend my will. I cannot put Floris in harm's way. She is so young."

Daenys sighed, "Very well if you absolutely wish it, it would be my honour to have her at Dragonstone. I promise to do everything to keep her safe."

"You're sending me away?" Floris finally spoke.

"Yes. You have to go with the princess alright. You're not safe here at home," Cassandra replied.

"But I don't want to go. I want to stay here with you."

"Floris..."

"No! No, you can't just send me away. Was it because I fought with Ellyn? I promise I won't fight. I promise I'll mind my manners, just please don't send me away."

"I'm sorry Floris but it's the only way to keep you safe," Cassandra's heart broke at the sight of her sister's mournful expression.

"NO! Please please please, I want to stay with you."

Cassandra stood abruptly, holding back her own tears, "I will ask to have your things packed. You leave with Princess Daenys this evening. There will be no further discussion."

Daenys watched her friend leave and then turned her attention to the wailing little girl, "It won't be so bad. I promise. You'll get to ride on a dragon. And there are so many dragons on Dragonstone."

"But...but dragons are scary."

"Well, they can also be friendly. My dragon is called Silverwing and she's the loveliest creature you have ever seen. And she is always very calm. You'll like her, and she will like you."

"Are you sure?" Floris rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand, her tears slowing down.

"Yes, of course. And I have a younger brother back home who is about your age. His name is Joffrey and he has his own dragon too. It's little like him, and you. I promise you'll have lots of fun there."

"Boys are mean. What if he makes fun of me?"

"Joffrey is a sweet boy. He wouldn't do that. I'm sure the two of you will be good friends in no time," Daenys ruffled Floris's hair affectionately.

"But I will miss my sisters. How can I have fun when I'll miss home?"

"I'll bring you to visit. I promise. Every time I come back to Storm's End, I'll bring you with me. You will get many many dragon rides. Doesn't that sound nice?"

Floris sniffed morosely, "Well if I must go, you have to bring me back to see my sisters often. And you can't let your dragon eat me."

Daenys laughed then, "I promise. And my dragon doesn't eat people so you're perfectly safe."

"You also can't let your brother's dragon or any other dragon eat me either!"

"My brother's dragon is too little to eat you!"

"And the other dragons?"

"Alright Floris, I won't let any other dragon eat you either," Daenys sighed.

"Not even that giant one that the prince brought with him, the one he was going to take you away on?"

Daenys's amicable smile slipped from her face. She placed her hand on Floris's cheek and thumbed away the remaining tears.

"Especially not that one. You have my word."

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@ouattober Day 9: OCs - Eliana, daughter of the Blue Fairy and older sister to August

Name: Eliana (Enchanted Forest), Alba (Dark Curse), [REDACTED] (fairy name) Age: technically early 30s, looks younger because ✨fairy genetics✨ (see also the funky blue-purplish eyes) Likes: her brother, Ruby, her angery cat Tosca who hates everyone else, a certain dragon girl she is bound to meet soon 😏 Dislikes: her mother, Rumpelstiltskin, Snow White It's Complicated: her father, Archie, her brother (I told you it was complicated) Fancasts: Anuk Steffen, Tatiana Papamoschou, Ashley Laurence TLDR: Eliana is Blue's bio daughter, but was raised by Geppetto since she was a baby. In his neverending quest against fairies, Rumple tried to use her to damage her mother when she was very young - it backfired, but it still damaged Eliana and Blue's relationship even more than it already was. To this day Eliana carries a hefty amount of mommy issues, torn between resenting any connection she has with Blue and being hurt by its absence. She's a doting sister and very protective of her baby brother (though now he's technically older than her and decidedly taller), but also can't help her jealousy, because sometimes she perceives him as their father's favorite child - an hypothesis sustained by the whole wardrobe business, of course. During the curse she had distanced herself from Marco and Archie, who she sees as an accomplice to this unfairness, and only recently agreed to start mending that relationship, with middling results. Human-looking and human-raised, she appears to be very far from her mother's high fairy status and powers...but keep an eye on how the forest behaves when she's upset, if you know what's good for you (and watch out for the teeth).

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Do you have any headcanon fancasts for Draco, Hermione and/or the other characters in Lionheart (maybe for their older selves particularly)?

Interesting question! I don't think I've thought about fancasts... I'll say that I really don't see these as definitive interpretations; I haven't deliberately written those fancasts into the story. My answer here is just what I'd do if I woke up in an improbable body-swap with the HBO casting director tomorrow morning.

My thing with popular fancasts for Draco is they're all a bit *too* good-looking, if that makes sense? British aristocracy by and large are not really sexpots — blame the inbreeding — and Draco in particular gets a lot of fancasts that I just find sort of... Calvin Klein-y. At the same time, I think Draco is generally good-looking, so I would want someone who nails that perfect median of uglyhot. Like, he's probably never going to be a model or an actor, but he's definitely the boy who'd be voted Most Fit in your relatively small/insulated English boarding school. Visually, I'm in the area of Freddie Dennis, you know, with maybe some hints from a Jonny Green.

Hermione I have even less of an idea for, because my mental image of her is even more precise, so it'd be harder to find actresses who do it. Emma Watson really does such a great job bringing her to life — even if I think she plays her as a very "soft Hermione" for my taste — that I see a lot of Emma in my mental picture of Hermione, with the exception of the hair. The hair is too tame in the movies. They give her starlet curls and shiny L'Oreal ringlets, it's hilarious. The one time she comes close to her canonical hair is in that sixth year scene in Potions, when it's puffed up from humidity and ACTUALLY has some kinky curls — like Nathalie Emmanuel, who is my favorite non-Emma Hermione fancast, especially in light of the Cursed Child casting. Both her and Freddie are in their 30s, so they're in that older range you're looking for, too.

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The Wizard and The Werewolf: A Battle of Love and Hate.

The Wizard and The Werewolf: A Battle of Love and Hate. https://ift.tt/sk91lpG by afh_95 At the wedding of Neville Longbottom and Pansy Parkinson, Hermione Granger shares a kiss with Draco Malfoy. But she's hiding a secret, and Draco Malfoy is determined to find out what that secret is. Meanwhile, there is a breakout at Azkaban Prison, and Fenrir Greyback makes it his mission to capture a specific Muggle-born witch. Set 8 years after the battle of Hogwarts, this is a story about a healing witch, a love-struck wizard and a werewolf hellbent on torture and revenge. There will be dark themes throughout and somewhat graphic depictions of violence, abuse and torture. There is also going to be a fair bit of smut sprinkled throughout the work. I'll add more tags as and when, if necessary; it's not abandoned, it's very much a WIP. Character castings are canon compliant, and ofc Lorenzo Zurzolo is Theodore Nott as per fancasts. Words: 1094, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: F/M Characters: Hermione Granger, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, Theodore Nott, Luna Lovegood, Parvati Patil, Pansy Parkinson, Neville Longbottom, Padma Patil, Fenrir Greyback, Ginny Weasley Relationships: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley, Luna Lovegood/Theodore Nott, Neville Longbottom/Pansy Parkinson, Parvati Patil/Ron Weasley Additional Tags: Past Hermione Granger/Ron Weasley, Domestic Violence, Aftermath of Violence, Psychological Trauma, Canon Divergence - Post-Battle of Hogwarts, Not Harry Potter and the Cursed Child Compliant, Auror Draco Malfoy, Auror Harry Potter, Auror Blaise Zabini, Ron Weasley Bashing, Draco Malfoy & Harry Potter Friendship, Hermione Granger & Harry Potter Friendship, BAMF Ginny Weasley, BAMF Harry Potter, Warning: Fenrir Greyback, Fenrir Greyback Being an Asshole, Fenrir Greyback Being Creepy, Implied/Referenced Domestic Violence, Implied/Referenced Torture, Work In Progress, Not Epilogue Compliant, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con via AO3 works tagged 'Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy' https://ift.tt/RTjclfd July 25, 2023 at 06:06PM

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Dani, Dani. May I make a request?

Since it would be very unlikely that you would make a whole series of it too (but if you do, I'd scream in delight), but instead could you show your possible fancasts or maybe moodboards of TMI 3rd generation? Of teenagers or adults Abigail, Arthur, Lance, Arjun, [redacted] aka the mysterious daughter of Rafe and Anjali, and any other future child you think it's relevant. If Selena/Gabriel, Lexi/Liv and Gigi/Roman also had kids. Maybe even Victoria and Kyle's kid if the Universe would be mean enough to let those two worms reproduce.

Bonus!!!

How MJ would be if she existed in the LBAF world? What would she be? Mundane, werewolf, (half)fairy?

Shadowhunter? I know she would be different because unfortunately she can't have Magnus' genes in this universe, so she would have Alec’s? Or she would be an orphan like Rafael?

Or a Warlock? I think Alec would be a lot relieved to have another immortal in the family to be there for Magnus.

An Eldest Curse too??? Actually, it would be so hilarious. Like, after losing Nico, Lucifer decides to make a visit and have smexy times with someone and thus bringing a new Eldest Curse to the world. MJ. And she ends up with Alec and Magnus.

Lightwood-Banes = that badass family made of Consuls and Eldest Curses.

Oh I can definitely do this! Gimme some time :)

But let's talk about MJ.

I really like the idea of her being a warlock. I don't like the idea of her being an Eldest Curse though. But I can definitely see her being a warlock with a specialization. Maybe memory spells? Since we know she has an interest in mental health :)