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huramuna · 11 months ago

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wine red, tears gold - chapter 3.

king aegon II x baratheon ofc

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a 'what if aegon didn't get poisoned and the greens technically won the dance but at what cost' au. basically aegon, alicent, otto and jaehaera are the only greens alive. and larys i guess. someone get rid of this guy.

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content: smut (specifics below cut), canon typical misogyny, canon typical violence, angst, fluff, arranged marriage, touch-staved aegon, aegon isn't a r*pist in this au but he is still a bad person and has his vices, ofc and aegon need to go to therapy together, justice for jaehaera, awkward sex, kind of a slow burn, infidelity

jealous sea - meg myers • drinking lightning - AWOLNATION

warnings: oral (f receiving)

Waves upon a placid sea, bobbing with the tide. The warmth of the water enveloped her and was something akin to comfort— something she was severely lacking these days.

Lyanna imagined herself as a piece of driftwood lost in the ocean, strewn back and forth with the motion of the swells, wishing and hoping to wash ashore, but not actually moving.

Opening her eyes, she sat up in the tub, filling her lungs with air. Her maids gasped and fretted over her, citing that she could drown doing such things. Mayhaps she could, but it was unlikely. If the Gods were to strike her down and have her drown in a bathtub after being the queen for approximately a fortnight, then so be it. She would be of a similar laughing stock as Rhaenyra was around the Keep. The two of them would be dubbed ‘The Half-year Queen’ and ‘The Drowned Queen’. The jest almost brought a smile to her face– almost.

It had been a half-month since she had moved to her own chambers, since Aegon had dubbed her hideous and unworthy of his time. She fell into a deep depression for about three days, only allowing Alicent in her chambers. Tears weren’t shed, no– she was too numb for it. She felt as if she was living outside of her body, chained to her husk like a ghost.

On the fourth day, something in her snapped. Mayhaps it was the last of her innocence, of her girlish and naive view of the world finally shriveling up and dying– but the numbness didn’t hurt any longer. It was just there, an ever present reminder that this was her life now. As melancholy as she was, she felt it a duty to herself to atleast make an effort. So, on that fourth day, she picked herself up and requested a golden and green dress to wear, having her hair up in a half-do with intricate braids. Her posture was set rigid, her hands clasped over one another, now adorned in rings. She walked the gardens with Alicent and some other ladies, visited the Sept, and read in the library.

Aegon was nowhere to be found during those times and she wondered if he was avoiding her– it would be good, if so. Let him.

She decided to make a statement– to attend the Small Council meeting, another one of Alicent’s suggestions. Lyanna wished to be taken seriously, and should have her hand in many pots, so to speak, at the Keep and in King’s Landing. The Small council was one of those.

This morn, a half-month since her wedding, it was particularly dreary. Storm clouds hung above King’s Landing like an oppressing force, hiding away the sun and churning up the seas. Instead of indulging in the gloomy weather, she had her maids dress her brightly– a dress yellow like the sun, embroidered with gleaming jewels and a sweeping decollage to match, leading to an ornate depiction of a golden stag. Her hair was braided into two buns, fixated to her head with interweaving golden accents and pearls.

As she entered the council chamber, which was already in session, the heads at the tables turned to her. All of the men at the table stood up and bowed their heads except for one.

Aegon sat across the table, leaned back in the chair like a sloven cad, looking less than enthused at Lyanna’s presence. “My dear wife, dressed so brightly,” he mused, his fingers grasping around the marble ball at the table– his was golden and pink, an homage to Sunfyre– “To what do we owe the pleasure?”

“Husband,” she greeted back in a similar temperature, her facade warm. She looked at him head on, unwavering in her stance. Outwardly, she was the symbol of stalwart, a small smile gracing her lips. On the inside, she was remembering everything he had said, what he had done– she wanted to run away, to cower like a little girl. Lyanna smoothed down her skirt, “I simply wished to sit in on the meeting. Forgive me for my absence these past two weeks, my lords. I’ve needed much time to adjust to the capitol– but I am ready now to attend each meeting going forward.” she spoke evenly, moving towards an empty seat. It was across from Aegon’s. She pulled her own marble out from her pocket and put it in the circular ramekin– hers was colored gold and green.

“Each meeting?” Aegon drawled. “Certainly there is no need for that– mayhaps your time would be better spent with the court ladies, organizing luncheons and the like.”

Lyanna seethed beneath the surface, resisting the urge to pick at her cuticles. She took a deep breath. “Yes, each meeting. I don’t see why I cannot attend each small council meeting and organize luncheons with my courtiers, husband. Now, what is the topic of discussion?”

One of the lords spoke up, she recognized him as Ser Wylde, “Ah– yes, your grace,” he bumbled slightly, trying to remember the subject of conversation before she had come in, “There are… some emissaries from Dorne arriving on the morrow. We are ascertaining what sort of welcome they should receive.”

Otto Hightower was sitting near Aegon, his eyes not leaving Lyanna since she had arrived in the chamber. He seemed amused. “We were speaking of the cost it would be to give them a warm welcome. A feast, a celebration and the like– the coffers won’t support such an event.”

Lyanna perked a brow, her thumb and forefinger rimming around the marble idly, not dissimilar to how Aegon had been fiddling with his before– this was by coincidence, however– “Well, if I may be so bold as to put myself in their shoes,” she began, “It is quite a long and tenuous journey from here to Dorne, if I recall correctly. If I were a diplomat from Dorne getting off the boat after such a dreary travel, the last thing I would want is an extravagant party and hundreds of people to meet and entertain. What if we gave them a warm, intimate welcome? Mayhaps dinner with the King and I, some food and music, wine and a bit of dancing. Nothing overly… pompous.”

“They are from Dorne. They are overly pompous. Surely they would be bored of a small gathering and take it as an insult?” Aegon countered.

“What would you suggest then, my king?” Lyanna quipped back, leaning forward in her seat. Her leg was bouncing under the table errantly as she tried to contain her anxious energy.

Aegon stared blankly at Lyanna, the marble still rolling between his fingers. Then, he slammed it back down onto the wooden placing. “It is the best idea we have had. Very well. Small and intimate. Grandsire, you and mother shall attend as well. You’re much better at… diplomacy than I. Mayhaps we shall see how my dear Lyanna fares at her first taste of it, hm?”

After about thirty more minutes of back and forth about other subjects, the meeting was adjourned. The Lords left, leaving Lyanna and Aegon alone in the chamber.

She picked up her marble and placed it back in her pocket, straightening her skirts as she got up.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Aegon spoke then, having come up behind her quicker than she could register.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“You haven’t spoken to me in over a ten-day and you show up to the council meeting looking like… a beacon of the sun– and challenging me in front of the council. That is what I am speaking about.” Aegon’s hand grabbed her wrist as it came back out from her pocket, looking over it.

Lyanna glowered at him. “I am simply doing my duty as Queen. A good queen is informed about the going-ons of her small council, is she not?”

Aegon snorted. “Oh, yes– another page out of my mother’s book. Arriving somewhere you weren’t invited to fashionably late wearing the loudest outfit possible with the subtext of wanting attention. Do you even have an original thought in your head, wife? First, you could only parrot your oaf of a father’s words, and now my mother is trickling her spew down your ear. Truly, you’re like a fucking puppet. Where are you strings, puppet?” he sneered, pinching at her bare collarbone.

She let out the tiniest of whimpers at his pinch, doubling down and smacking Aegon right across his face.

He answered with a whimper of his own, his bottom lip pouting out for a moment. “Still not original, little rabbit.” he growled, squeezing her wrist tightly.

Over her stint locked away in her room, she thought of many things she wished to do to Aegon– anything to make him feel a semblance of the pain he had put unto her. Her knee came up, knocking him straight in his balls.

��Fucking, fuck,” he groaned, releasing her wrist and doubling over.

She expected him to explode at her, unsheathe his sword and cut her down for raising a hand– and knee– to him. But, when he looked up, he was smiling. “T-that… was original,” he croaked out, chuckling. “I kind of enjoyed that.”

Lyanna’s lip curled up. “You’re a pig.” she promptly picked up her skirts and left the room, not entirely sure what had just happened.

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Up until that moment, Aegon hadn’t felt anything but mostly indifference to Lyanna. She was boring, plain featured and nothing to write home about.

Still, even after all he had said to her– he had meant it– he still felt… odd that she hadn’t spoken to him since then. Being married to Helaena was a hell in itself, but even hell can become familiar. Aegon was a creature in need of affection, of touch. Even when it was his mother slapping him or his grandsire pushing him– that meant that they loved him, in some way, right? With Helaena, she didn’t like touch like he did, shying away usually. They came to a middle ground during some point in their marriage that when Aegon needed touch, he could lay his head in Helaena’s lap while she embroidered or talked to bugs. They wouldn’t speak to one another– they just knew, and so it was.

Helaena was gone now, though. And now it felt that the only physical contact he got from others was those that he paid for and those that he earned from his mother and grandsire. And now, Lyanna, apparently. Her hand was warm when it came across his face and her lip quivered like she was on the verge of tears again. He couldn’t resist getting another jab in– and neither could she, apparently, as she kneed him in the balls. That was a new one for him and it fucking hurt– but it sent an electric shock to the fucked up part of his brain– wasn’t that all of it? – and he somewhat liked it. Not in a sexual way, contrary to what one might think, but in a way that he needed… contact.

He mulled it over for hours after it happened, deep into the night. He wanted to knock at her doors and explain the entirety of his fucked up life and his previous fucked up marriage to his sister and how she used to let him lay his head on her lap– and if he could do it with her.

But he would be an idiot if he thought that would work.

The following day, into the feast welcoming the Dornish emissary, an unfamiliar feeling bubbled up in his chest as he sat at the table.

Lyanna, dressed in sunflower yellow, looking as radiant as the sun, was dancing with one of the Dornish men. Prince Qyle, he remembered. His hands were grasped firmly around Lyanna’s waist– she was corseted tighter than normal today, he noted– as they danced.

He tried to pinpoint the feeling– it was a warmth simmering in his gut, threatening to boil over at any moment if this man didn’t get his hands off of his wife. Aegon’s pulse thrummed in his neck, his blood searing hot in his veins.

She laughed– Lyanna laughed. Aegon didn’t think he had ever heard that noise before but he longed to hear it again. He bit down on his lip, drawing blood. Why did he care if she was dancing with him? Aegon didn’t even really like her– she… she wasn’t hideous, of course, and in the right light and colors, she was pretty but– she was boring! A boring woman with nothing to offer him, when he could easily procure any woman of his choice just outside the castle walls. A boring woman who… he had made cry. Who he had said horrible things to– who was now dancing with a fucking Dornish prince and laughing. A Dornish prince who had his hands on his wife, the fucking queen– he was jealous.

Jealous? Jealousy never really permeated him until he was intertwined with Lyanna. At their wedding, with the men pawing at her– and now.

His blood was on fire and he needed to quell it. Immediately.

Hours passed during the feast and Aegon didn’t make a move– until he saw Lyanna leave the hall and go back to her chambers. It was a horrible idea, in truth, to follow her– but he couldn’t help it. As she went to close the door behind her, Aegon stopped her hand, slipping in and closing it.

“Hello, wife,” he murmured, trying not to sound as if he was in pain– which he was, the blood of the dragon running through him like sweltering lava. “Did you enjoy yourself?”

Lyanna looked surprised to see him, her big brown eyes glazing over once more like they had when they first met– like a rabbit in the snare of a predator. “Husband,” she responded slowly, her hands reaching up to pull the pins from her hair. “Yes, I enjoyed myself quite thoroughly. Prince Qyle is a fantastic dancer.”

“Oh– I’m sure. You let him put his hands all over you like you’re some sort of commodity.”

“Excuse me?”

“Tell me, did you like him touching you? Holding you close and no doubt whispering sweet nothings in your ear?”

Lyanna simmered for a moment, plopping down the pearl pins onto her boudoir. “Are you quite finished yet?”

Aegon bit the inside of his cheek, his blood still stoked to a flame. “No, the opposite in fact. It’s hilarious, really— how I was so ready to grovel at your feet last night, offer an olive branch to you,” he paced back and forth, twisting his rings, “But then you just have to throw it back in my face, hm? Parade yourself like a whore with a fucking Dornish prince of all things. Is this your idea of getting back at me? Hm? Notching your corset tighter and… looking like the sun itself and letting another man put his hands on you?”

She stopped fiddling with her hair as the last pin came loose, letting it fall down her back in dark brown waves. “You really have the audacity to call me a whore, Aegon?” she murmured, fingers gripped on the wooden edge of her vanity. “You are a whore, Aegon. As much as any of the ones you pay to sleep with you.”

The king scoffed, an unbelieving chuckle coming from his throat. “A whore. You call me a whore?” he glanced at her with red rimmed eyes, brow furrowed.

“Yes, you’re a whore. Mayhaps I should treat you like one. If I threw you some coin, would you grovel at my feet as you were so ready to do so last night, apparently?”

His mouth went slightly dry at the notion, his clothes feeling a bit tighter than before. Clearing his throat, he adjusted the collar of his doublet. “I have no need for your coin,” he retorted, “I’d do it for free.”

This caught her off guard and she turned to him. “… what?”

“I’ll grovel. I’ll prostrate myself for you like a whore— if,” his voice changed tone, something akin to uncertainty. It reminded Lyanna of their wedding night. “If you… will indulge me for the evening.”

Lyanna looked dumbfounded, her abashed confidence melting away. “You want to… couple with me?” she murmured with confusion.

“I can make you feel good if you just… let me sleep here tonight.”

She blinked profusely at his seemingly timid offer. She didn’t exactly know what he meant by it, but it made a warmth tingle within her at the thought. “… okay.”

Aegon’s eyes flicked up to her in disbelief, he didn’t expect her to say yes. He resisted the urge to smile smugly, as not to irritate her further. “Can I touch you?”

Lyanna nodded slowly.

He came before her as she sat at her vanity, very much still dressed from the feast. Kneeling down, he rucked up her skirts and dragged a testing finger near her inner thigh.

“… tickles.” she mewled, twitching slightly. They both must’ve indulged too much in wine this eve, or else this may not be happening.

“Damned skirts,” he growled, flitting through layers of tulle and silk. Throwing caution to the wind, he unsheathed the Valyrian Steel dagger at his hip, “Stay still.” he started at her chest, bringing the blade downward to slice the fabric apart like butter, effectively cutting her out of her outfit. She was left in her underclothes and corset.

Her face went beet red at the gesture, the unexpected precision of Aegon made that heat within her continue to build. “Y-you could’ve taken it off like normal, Aegon— this was Myrish lace!”

“Too much time and effort. I think you quite liked it as well,” he hummed, bringing the pad of his thumb to the apex of her thighs, feeling a growing wet spot. “Seems I was right.”

“… hmm,” she murmured, hiding her face behind her hands.

He pressed a hand to her corseted chest, leaning her back against the desk, his other hand prying open her legs further, to where she was positioned exactly how he wanted her. He hooked his arms under her thighs, effectively throwing both of her legs over his shoulders. Peering up at her from below, the way she hid her face, the edges of red blush eking out from her parted fingers, her now tousled hair falling over her like a curtain— it made something deep within him stir, something he couldn’t quite name yet.

Sliding the soft cotton of her panties to the side, he observed her form. He had been up close and personal with his fair share of cunt, but not usually in clear lighting and not black-out drunk. Her folds were a lovely shade of pink, curtained by dark brown curls. Parting them with his fore and middle finger, he found what he was looking for. His tongue prodded at her pearl experimentally, testing her reaction.

Her fingers opened slightly, the deep color of her eyes staring at him hazily. “W-wh— what was that?”

Aegon almost felt bad for her, poor thing had likely never touched herself before— surely this had to be an act of kindness and service that he was introducing this to her. “Your clit, dear,” he spoke before rasping at it again with his tongue, extracting a surprisingly delightful little whimper from her. “Feels good?”

Lyanna’s fingers were closed once more as she hid. “Mmhm…”

Wishing to hear her little noises again, he pulled her closer to his face, his hands gripping her bottom like a lifeline. He started slow, licking up and down her folds, savoring and enjoying her taste. Then, he decided he was done being merciful. His mouth latched onto her clit, suckling at it like he was a man starved. Her whimpers of pleasure turned into a siren’s song, breathy moans, broken strings of his name— she didn’t even know what she was asking for, but she wanted more.

“A-Aeg— w—,” Lyanna cried, the coil of warmth within her coming to a searing height, “S-some… something—,” her hand had autonomously threaded into his hair, pulling on his strands. He had seen the expression of bliss and ecstasy on her face, with the light of the candles illuminating the delicate planes of her face as she came and he thought she looked… beautiful. Her climax hit her hard and fast, her legs shaking as she unraveled completely, thighs snapping close around Aegon’s face.

He didn’t mind, of course— if he was to suffocate between a woman’s thighs after making her come, so be it. As a bonus, he kept up his ministrations on her pearl, not letting go until she pulled him off like a leech.

“S’too much— t-too much,” she heaved. Lyanna’s skin was pinkened, legs shaky still like a newborn fawn. “W-what was that? That wasn’t coupling— it wouldn’t result in a child.”

Aegon wiped his face with the back of his hand. “No, it wasn’t. It’s called pleasure, Lyanna. You surely have a lot to learn about it, it seems.”

“… I don’t understand.”

“That’s what whores do, they are experienced in the art of pleasure. It all isn’t just to make children— that isn’t the end all be all of it— sometimes, you can do it just for fun, for release, for pleasure— and also for love and romance and all that.”

“Hm.” she huffed, “So you aren’t… going to fornicate with me?”

Aegon smirked. “You put it so delicately, my queen,” his grin was toothy and made Lyanna feel faint, “No. Not right now at least— although, I am not opposed to it in the future. It is expected to conceive an heir but we have time for that.”

“Oh. Well… what about your… pleasure? Your release?”

His brow furrowed for a moment. This was the part where he’d have a whore ride him to completion or take him in her mouth— but he didn’t exactly feel the need to do it now. He was aroused, to be sure, but it wasn’t an overwhelming need like usual. He felt… satiated by satiating her. “No need.”

He helped her out of her corset and into her nightgown, relishing in how she subtly leaned into his touch.

“So, you just wish to sleep here tonight?” she asked as she climbed into bed.

“Yes— and I have… a request,” he climbed in after her, discarding everything but his small clothes on the floor. “Can I rest my head… here?” he pointed to her lap.

He fully expected her to laugh at him, to berate him— even if, deep down, he knew she wouldn’t— but she just nodded. “Just… lay?”

“Just lay.”

She pat her lap and he slowly descended, putting his head down. It felt… good. She was soft in all of the right places and she smelled… pleasant. And she was warm. He curled up next to her, bringing his body into itself and closing his eyes.

Sometime during the night, he felt her fingers glide through his hair, drawing soothing circles on his scalp as he slept.

He hadn’t slept better since he was a child.

this is what lyanna's 'revenge' outfit looked like.

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rzyraffek · 2 years ago

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Hello ★ ! This may sound...odd, but can you do : the slashers with a shrine maiden/miko s/o? I've signed up for the job recently ands its quite fun. Pls use they/them pronouns? Also ty :D

I had to google what that means!! But as far as I understand it's a person who takes care of shrines?? I really hope Google didn't prank me today! (At end on fic I posted screenshot of wiki explaining what shrine maid it!

They/them, sfw, Request open

Slashers with shrine maid s/o

Billy Lenz

Will be angy like little baby that s/o has job and cant spend 24/7 giving him attention

If s/o has to wear any traditional Japanese outfits my guy is going to staare. Like he probably never seen Japanese person, let alone in those pretty outfits!!

He has no clue about traditions and culture so please teach him

Guy from hush

"So what? We are moving to Japan now?"

My guy will be so sceptical but he will support them and let them do whatever they want! Its their life anyways

Will be qurious about how s/o job looks like, also will probably visit them mid day, like just drive next to shrine ans be like "sup baby i bought you kfc!"

Micheal Myers

His reaction to this information: 👁👁🧍👍

Guy doesn't care, didnt ask, as far as s/o is alive, happy-ish, and he can get to kill some random people once per week he is fine

Also he finds those traditional outfits very pretty!

Also s/o don't be surprised if you see tall looming figure like 30meters away from shrine just staring at you🥰 its forrrr hm protection?

Ghostface

"Ooh Japan?? Hmm might be fun"

Will take photos of them working

Makes sure none is rude to them while they are working🥰 live laugh love blackmail🥰

Will get kinda lonley when s/o is at work so he gonna call/text them ALOT. He knows s/o can't really answer but he doenst care

Oni (from dbd)

Hmm hopefully the shrine is for him😈😈

He gonna be jealous!! My love please go and take care of his template and shrine!! Not some randoms ☹

Also epic outfit but his maids get way better ones (if he would have maids haha)

Asa Emory

Hmm new place new kinds of bugs to collect

He gonna support his queen

I mean lets be honest s/o doenst need this job hes 100% capable of providing for both of them, but its sweet that s/o wants to get some money too

Wont bother them at work, wont text/call, but he gonna drive them home after long day of working and lisen to all cool stuff they did/saw at work

"Glad you happy about new job sunshine"

Sorry for long wait but I didn't even knew if I should write this! Dont take it wrong way I just had no clue what shrine maid was and was worried that I might say something harmful or rude😞👽

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slashingdisneypasta · 3 months ago

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Slashers in a Fairyland!AU

Does this has something to do with something I'm working on at the moment? Yeah- noooo. No, definitely not.

Billy & Stu: Tricky, Two-Faced Pirates of the Forbidden Lake. *its a big damn lake. Carrie White: Half-Fae working under the Queen as a Maid *... until the Queen finds out, at least. Chucky: Wicked Witch. *Infamous for attempting to seduce the Queen into marriage when she was young, only managing a violent love affair, getting her pregnant (? This rumour has never seen proof), and getting himself exiled from the palace. Freddy Krueger: The Big Bad Wolf himself. Jason Voorhees: Lonely Giant of the Dark Woods. Jennifer Check: Siren of the Forbidden Lake. Michael Myers: Unseelie Fairy. Sawyers & Hewitts: The warring Troll (Sawyers) and Goblin (Hewitts) families. * Thomas is actually an Orc. He's adopted Tiffany Valentine: Her Majesty, the (Evil) Queen of the land.

#last time i put michael as a fairy someone laughed in the comments #afgfsg shut UP. he is pretty and cruel.#and the not-speaking thing fits for me. he could be very mystical if he weren't so brutal #the rest of the fae pretty much ignore him. he's 'different'.#also yes i did quote reba from lake placid final chapter in this post. 20 points to whoever knows it #Slashers #Fairyland!AU #Slashers Fairyland!AU

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creepywrites · 1 year ago

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Real names

Jeff the Killer- Jeffrey woods

Liu- Liu Woods

Ben- Ben Lawman

Sally Dawn- Sally Dawn (formerly Williams)

Sam Williams- Sam Williams

Milo the Electrocuted- Milo Moretti

Lulu- Lucille Greatfield

Clockwork- Natalie Rogers (formerly Quellette)

Zero- Zero

Jane the killer- Jane Vaughn Richardson (formerly Richardson)

Mary Vaughn- Mary Vaughn

Jane Everlasting- Jane Arkensaw

Vailly Evans- Vailly Evans

Nathan the nobody- Nathan Lux

Crystal the Hidden- Crystal Lux

Eyeless Jack- Jack Nyras

Kate the chaser- Kate Hayes

Rouge- Heather Marshall

Wilson the basher- Wilson Marshall (formerly Warren)

X-virus- Cody Rogers

Lazari- Lazari Swann

Stripes- Eloise Bellarose

Kaidy- Kaidy Zalgo

Senora Zalleen- Pandora Zalleen s.

Rasika- Rasika

Nina the killer- Nina Hopkins

Puppeteer- Puppeteer (formerly Johnathan Blake)

Zachary- Zachary Gibson

Emra- Emra Aldrige

Bloody painter- Helen Otis

Suicide Sadie- Sadie nanook (formerly Bennett)

Roadwalker- Zayner Nanook

Judge angel- Dina Angela-Otis (formerly Clark)

Nurse Ann- Ann Mia

Randy- Randy Harrison

Sully- Sully Harrison

Keith- Keith Davis

Troy- Troy Green

Dollmaker- Vaughn Volikov

Svetlana- Svetlana Volikov

Vicky genocidal- Victoria Ross

Hannah the killer- Hannah Jackson

Lily Kennett-Lily Kennett

Hung iris- Iris Illman

Lifeless Lucy- Lucy Jones

Asylum Nancy- Nancy Adams

Chris the Revenant- Chris Myers

Monday Child- Christabel Smith

Laughing Jill- Laughing Jill

Laughing Jack- Laughing Jack

Toby- Tobias Rogers

Lurking Lyra- Lyra Rogers

Killing Kate- Katherine Knight

Lost Silver- Lost Silver (formerly Hibiki)

Cata the Killer- Cata Blackwood

Rotten Abigail- Abigail Walker

The Hare- Lin Wang

The Doll- Andrea Stevens

Raven- Manon Plume

Anna Schurks- Anna Schurk

Weeping forest- Jenifer Rhynes

Nightmare Ally- Adeline Abendroth

Red Death- Sifreid Gadriel

Gas mask maid- Marion Gadriel

Tim- Timothy Wright

Jessica- Jessica Locke

Taylor- Taylor Locke

Ellie- Ellie Aimoto

Labrador- Dean Lupei

Moth boy- Benjamin Miller

Starved angel- Lyet (formerly Matthew Lyet Campbell)

Sketcher- Sakura Aki

Sarah Erickson- Sarah Erickson

Hannya- Momoko Yamashita

Rosie- Dorothy Wilder

Hunter the proxy- Ethan Wilder

Doctor Irina- Irina Kennett

Deborah- Deborah Robison

Lucy the cannibal- Lucille Johnson

Andie Rosslyn- Andie Rosslyn

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battyaboutbooksreviews · 3 months ago

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❤️ Failure to Comply - Sarah Cavar 🧡 I Spit On Your Celluloid - Heidi Honeycutt 💛 You're Embarrassing Yourself - Desiree Akhavan 💚 Death of the Hero - Briona Johnson 💙 Between Dragons and Their Wrath - Devin Madson 💜 The Crimson Crown - Heather Walter ❤️ Sacrificial Animals - Kailee Pedersen 🧡 Oath of Fire - K. Arsenault Rivera 💛 The Palace of Eros - Caro De Robertis 💙 This Ravenous Fate - Hayley Dennings 💜 Mistress of Lies - K.M. Enright 🌈 Wolf Bite - T.J. Nichols

❤️ In the Valley, A Shadow - Samantha Tano 🧡 Follow My Lead - Adrian J. Smith 💛 The Last Woman I Kissed - Venetia Di Pierro 💚 Full Shift - Jennifer Dugan & Kristen Seaton 💙 Hers for the Weekend - Helena Greer 💜 Come Out, Come Out - Natalie C. Parker ❤️ Rules for Ghosting - Shelly Jay Shore 🧡 How to Leave the House - Nathan Newman 💛 Plot Twist - Carmen Sereno 💙 On the Far Side of a Crescendo - Kalyn Hazel 💜 Tiny Oblivions and Mutual Self Destructions - Maxwell I. Gold 🌈 Daylan and the River of Secrets - Edd Tello

❤️ The Italy Letters - Vi Khi Nao 🧡 The Gender Binary Is a Big Lie - Lee Wind 💚 The House Where Death Lives - Alex Brown 💙 Ash's Cabin - Jen Wang 💜 The Avian Hourglass - Lindsey Drager ❤️ The Heart Wants - Krystina Rivers 🧡 A Grand Love - Janna Barkin 💛 You Can't Go Home Again - Jeanette Bears 💜 Libertad - Bessie Flores Zaldivar 🌈 Her Golden Coast - Anat Deracine

❤️ Mighty Millie Novak - Elizabeth Holden 💛 Rise and Divine - Lana Harper 💚 Dying for You - L Flowers 💙 I'll Have What He's Having - Adib Khorram 💜 Changing Her Tune - Amanda Kabak ❤️ Monogamy? In this Economy? - Laura Boyle 🧡 The Rainbow Age of Television - Sayna Maci Warner 💛 Medusa of the Roses - Navid Sinaki 💙 Confounding Oaths - Alexis Hall 💜 Idol Lives - K.T. Salvo 🌈 Brother's Keeper - Quinn Cameron

❤️ Key Lime Sky - Al Hess 🧡 Crushing It - Erin Becker 💛 The Husky and His White Cat Shizun - Rou Bao Bu Chi Rou 💚 Not for the Faint of Heart - Lex Croucher 💙 Tasting Temptation - JJ Arias 💜 Ami - S. Jae-Jones ❤️ You're the Problem, It's You - Emma R. Alban 🧡 Cubs & Campfires - Dylan Drakes 💛 The Dark We Know - Wen-yi Lee 💙 Practical Rules for Cursed Witches - Kayla Cottingham 💜 Riyati Rebirth - Kalani Shimizu 🌈 The Brujos of Borderland High - Gume Laurel III

❤️ A Bánh Mì for Two - Trinity Nguyen 🧡 Dance of the Starlit Sea - Kiana Krystle 💛 Scattered Snows, to the North - Carl Phillips 💚 Beyond a World Apart - Caitlin Myers 💙 Don't Let It Break Your Heart - Maggie Horne 💜 Nothing Heals Me Like You Do - Harper Bliss ❤️ How It All Ends - Emma Hunsinger 🧡 How Do I Sexy? - Mx. Nillin Lore 💛 The Palace of Eros - Caro De Robertis 💙 Prince of the Palisades - Julian Winters 💜 Better Left Buried - Mary E. Roach 🌈 Back to Back - Jo Fletcher

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❤️ Asunder - Kerstin Hall 🧡 The Phoenix Keeper - S.A. MacLean 💛 Encounters with James Baldwin - Various 💚 Verity's Game - Jennifer Giacalone 💙 Hunt Me! I Crave the Chase - Fae Quin 💜 The Audacity Omnibus - Carmen Loup ❤️ Haunted to Death - Frank Anthony Polito 🧡 Blood Orange - Paige Grunewald 💛 The Bad Things We Did - Chris Archeske 💙 Dark Restraint - Katee Robert 💜 Worth the Wait - Kenna White 🌈 The Maid and the Crocodile - Jordan Ifueko

❤️ Loving Corrections - Adrienne Maree Brown 🧡 The Last Witch in Edinburgh - Marielle Thompson 💛 The Duchess of Kokora - Nikhil Prabala 💚 The Scales of Seduction - Rien Gray 💙 Survival Is a Promise - Alexis Pauline Gumbs 💜 Loka - S.B. Divya ❤️ The Every Body Book of Consent - Rachel E Simon 🧡 Southern Lights - Liz Arncliffe 💛 Then Things Went Dark - Bea Fitzgerald 💙 Death at Morning House - Maureen Johnson 💜 The Last Doorbell - William Parker 🌈 The Pairing - Casey McQuiston

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izzielizzie · 1 year ago

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Hey! What are your OOU couples wedding headcanons? 😍 (ilysm queen xoxo)

phoebe and knox

their wedding is the biggest and fanciest of the bayview crew's wedding

curtesy of melissa lawton ofc

they get married right out of college and no one can convince me otherwise

the first ones to get married

they just spent a lot of time not being together because of outside influences and now they just want to spend the rest of their lives together

all of phoebe + knox's family is there

plus the santoses, the bayview crew, ash & eli, and nonny

knox asks owen to be his best man and it makes phoebe cry for like three days straight

maeve is maid of honor

phoebe struggles with picking the wedding party because she should chose emma as maid of honor but maeve is her best friend and she was there for phoebe when no one else (other than knox) was

emma is actually the one who says phoebe should ask maeve

maeve throws herself into wedding planning

she and melissa are a force to be reckoned with

they're married in knox's back yard

phoebe chooses to wear a replica of her mother's dress but she asks ashton to help her sew on lace detail to make it her own

addy does phoebe's hair and keely does her makeup

phoebe plans on walking down the aisle by herself but as she's getting ready she realizes she doesn't actually want to be by herself

before she puts on her dress she hunts down cooper and pulls him aside

"it's okay if you don't want to, but you were there for me at a time when i really needed support. would you maybe want to walk down the aisle with me?"

cooper can't answer for a few minutes because he's full on sobbing

of course he says yes, and phoebe is so happy she thought to ask him

there's a lot of crying at the wedding because phoebe looks so beautiful and happy and knox looks so happy and they're just so in love

cooper and kris

they have a small wedding after kris graduates from medical school

it's at contigo

the restaurant is closed for the day

it's a small guest list: the bayview crew, nonny and lucas, kris's immediate family and friends, the santos family, and ash & eli

it's less of a wedding and more of a party since cooper and kris decided to just go to a courthouse a few days earlier

they all take turns telling stories about cooper and kris (obviously addy and keely's idea)

addy and phoebe baked the cake themselves

and luis learned how to cook some of kris's favorite dishes from germany over facetime with kris's mom

there's a lot of laughter and good food, which is exactly what coop and kris always wanted

addy and keely

they don't have a wedding

they wake up one day, decide to get married, get married, and then plan a joint facetime with their family/friends to tell them

phoebe and maeve take it upon themselves to throw a surprise party for the girls

they bake so many desserts and buy cute pastel pink decorations

luis and ash do all the cooking

they throw the party in kris and cooper's apartment

keely and addy love it so much

bronwyn and nate

bronwyn's parents plan most of the wedding since bron was busy finishing law school and nate became a partner in myers construction

it's held in the rojas' back yard

maeve is maid of honor and knox is best man

addy and phoebe are bridesmaids too

bronwyn wears a gorgeous dress that her grandmother made for her

nate's vows are in spanish

keely has to run interference with bronwyn's makeup because she's crying so hard at the vows

(i like to believe that nate went to mr rojas for help with his vows)

maeve puts together a slideshow of pictures of the couple instead of her speech, and the last picture is one that ellen took of them when they were little and still attending st. pius together

they print and frame the picture, and it lives on a shelf in their living room

maeve and luis

i kind of feel like maeve and luis don't get married for a while

maeve is a spanish teacher and luis is opening a restaurant so they don't have a lot of money for things like a wedding

luis proposes the night that the restaurant opens (yes this is @glitterandgoldrush's headcanon and i'm in love with it)

they just get married at a courthouse

but they have a potluck dinner that night with friends and family

it's everything they ever wanted

#phoebe lawton #knox myers #cooper clay #kris becker #addy prentiss #keely soria #bronwyn rojas #nate macauley #maeve rojas #luis santos #oouil #oouin #oouib

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doctorguilty · 9 months ago

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ebay Masterpost (remastered)

🎗️ 10% of any item's final sale price will be donated to Doctors Without Borders. (donation receipt available here)

Made a new post, as I have decided to consolidate my organization for easier viewing and personal upkeep :)

This is EVERYTHING I have listed for sale divided up by various categories, with photos and links! I will update this main post as I add and subtract things!

Quick rundown of franchises featured so you know if you wanna bother clicking the readmore: Awful Hospital, Beetlejuice, BlazBlue, Chucky, Danganronpa, Don't Hug Me I'm Scared, Halloween, Inuyasha, The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya, Neopets, Nightmare Before Christmas, Osomatsu-San, Pet Sematary, Pokemon, Sonic the Hedgehog, Super Mario Bros, plus additional non-franchise related clothes/accessories/misc

Or click here to simply go to all my listings.

Horror

Licensed Halloween Michael Myers The Boogeyman Tarot T-Shirt - Large (used)

Licensed Pet Sematary T-Shirt - Large (used)

Licensed Chucky Tarot Card Spencer's T-Shirt - Unisex Large (used)

Nightmare Before Christmas Jack Skellington Ruffle Jacket Hot Topic - used Large

WB Horror Funko Hot Topic Exclusive Beetlejuice 23" Sandworm Plush

Anime

The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya - Mikuru Asahina Maid Outfit Figure Keychain

Plastic Inuyasha Keychain Licensed 2006

Osomatsu-San Todomatsu Various Keychains Lot

Osomatsu-San Various Characters Keychains + Pin Lot

Osomatsu-San Osomatsu Various Keychains Lot

Video Games & Paraphernalia

Licensed Bioworld Sonic the Hedgehog Trifold Wallet - New with Tags

Neopets Bruce Burger King Plush Toys 2008 Orange & Green

BlazBlue: Continuum Shift II (Nintendo 3DS, 2011, English) - Tested & Working

Danganronpa Sonia Nevermind Pixel Rubber Keychain

Danganronpa Yasuhiro Hagakure Pixel Rubber Keychain

Danganronpa Mikan Tsumiki FuRyu Figure - New in Packaging

Nintendo

Pokemon Charizard 2013 Pokemon Center Plush (read desc)

Weavile Pokemon Center Plush Toy 2005

Licensed Nintendo Kellytoy 9" Mario Plush 2004

2006 Licensed Retro Super Mario Brothers T-shirt - Youth Large (used)

Indie

Awful Hospital Enamel Pins + Acrylic Charm Lot

Awful Hospital Throw Pillow Case

Set of DHMIS Tony and Notepad 1.25" Pinback Buttons

Miscellaneous

Licensed 2009 Lady Gaga Boys Boys Boys! Keyhole T-Shirt - Small (used)

Current Mood x Dolls Kill Love Midnight City Mesh Top - Small (used)

y2k TRIPP NYC Capris Skinny Pants Women's size 7 (used)

Quicksilver Men's Short Sleeve Button Up - Large (used)

Tripp NYC y2k Black Corset Zip Up Top - Women's Small (used)

#seth speaks #ebay masterpost #ebay #for sale

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devildriver13 · 8 months ago

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(via Horror Icons arrive at Hazbin Hotel by devildriver1313 on DeviantArt)

Following their mutual defeats at the hands of their final victims, Pennywise, Freddy Krueger, Micheal Myers, Ghostface, Jason Voorhees, and Samara find themselves in Hell and eventually at Hazbin Hotel. Instead of encountering hapless teens, the horror icons meet Charlie Morningstar and a feisty little maid who is like nothing they have encountered before. After they run away, Nifty is charged with tracking them down, which she does in her own unique way. I thought it would be fun to recreate the iconic scene from "The Shining" with Nifty and a few well-known horror icons. Nifty is easily the mascot of Hazbin Hotel and homicidally adorable. The horror icons are in serious trouble.

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randomestfandoms-ocs · 2 years ago

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Descendants OC Masterlist L-Z

( A - K )

Name: Lani of Atlantica

Story: One Foot In The Sea (And One On The Shore)

Parents: Melody

Face claim: Madelaine Petsch

Love interest: Harry Hook

Name: Lawson Henry

Story: Impossible Dreams

Parents: Laurence Henry

Face claim: Milo Manheim

Love interest: Evie

Summary: Every VK had the same complaints about the Isle — terrible parents, terrible resources, they’dnever broken the law, every day was a battle for survival, you get the idea. But Lawson Henry had another complaint. He was lonely. He may have been a part of Mal’s crew in the loosest of terms, an insignificant ally whose father was only a henchman. But he was alone, forgotten. He never expected that to change, until a letter came from Auradon. Mal, Jay, Evie, and Carlos would be going to Auradon Prep, the children of the four most feared villains on the Isle — alongside Lawson Henry, son of a bumbling servant who failed his only job.

He’s sure that it’s a mistake. He’s sure that he’ll get to Auradon and they’ll tell him that they got it wrong, that they wanted a real VK. Someone smart, someone powerful, someone like Uma or Harry or Celia. Instead he’s greeted by an overenthusiastic not-princess, whose own mother was once tricked into almost marrying his father.

Name: Lovetta Garou

Story: Hungry Like The Wolf

Parents: Big Bad Wolf

Face claim: Kaitlyn Dever

Love Interest: Ben

Name: Lucette LeFou

Story: The Wrong Monster

Parents: LeFou

Face claim: Giorgia Whigham

Love Interest: Harry Hook & Uma

Name: Mae

Story: More Than A Dream

Parents: Fairy Godmother

Face claim: Danielle Rose Russell

Name: Maisie

Story: Who Is The Monster (And Who Is The Man)

Parents: Esmerelda & Phoebus

Face claim: Medalion Rahimi

Name: Maria Frollo

Story: Long Live the Queen

Parents: Claude Frollo

Face claim: Elle Fanning

Love Interest: Harry Hook

Summary: Maria Frollo hated her father. It wasn’t an uncommon sentiment on the Isle, but it was still true. She hated him. More than she’d ever hated anyone. Lucky for her, she met Queenie and Helena in the marketplace one day and found herself being taken under their wings. She knows that she isn’t tough, not like they all, but if there’s one thing she learned from her father, it was how to rain hellfire down on her enemies.

Name: Marnie Fitzwater-Hood

Story: The Weight Of Living

Parents: Maid Marian & Robin Hood

Face claim: Ellie Bamber

Name: Melia

Story: Scorched Earth

Parents: Hades & Maleficent / Hercules & Megara

Face claim: Dove Cameron

Name: Mireya Madrigal

Story: Waiting On A Miracle

Parents: The Miracle / Candle

Face claim: Isabela Moner

Name: Myra Frollo

Story: Hellfire

Parents: Claude Frollo

Face claim: Emma Myers

Name: Nasira

Story: Running On Raindrops

Parents: Raya & Namaari

Face claim: Natasha Liu Bordizzo

Name: Natalia Of Maldonia

Story: Dig a Little Deeper

Parents: Tiana & Naveen

Face claim: Sofia Wylie

Name: Nerina Sparrow

Story: Never Shall We Die

Parents: Jack Sparrow

Face claim: Anya Taylor Joy

Name: Nerissa

Story: Lost Things

Parents: Pixie Hollow

Face claim: Savannah Lee May

Love interest: Chad Charming

Name: Nettie Tremaine

Story: Sweet Nightingale

Parents: Anastasia Tremaine & The Baker

Face claim: Peyton Elizabeth Lee

Name: Niamh

Story: Compass

Face claim: Sydney Sweeney

Name: Noelle of Arendelle

Story: Only Love, Only Hate

Parents: Elsa

Face claim: Kiernan Shipka

Love Interest: Ben

Name: Queenie Hearts

Story: Long Live the Queen

Parents: The Queen Of Hearts

Face claim: Madison Davenport

Love interest: Helena

Summary: First there was Mal, then there was Uma. Mal had defected, turned good, abandoned the kids on the isle who desperately needed her help. Uma’s martyr complex and desperation had long since outweighed her ability to come up with a real plan. But someone needed to protect the children, needed to keep the major villains in line, needed to run the Isle with an iron first. And that person is going to be Queenie, no matter the cost. And if anyone objects to her revolution, well, off with their heads.

Name: Raina Gold

Story: Deal With The Devil

Parents: Rumplestiltskin

Face claim: Katie Douglas

Love Interest: Harry Hook ( poly sea three? )

Name: Raisa Rasputin

Story: Bury A Friend

Parents: Rasputin

Face claim: Sophia Anne Caruso

Name: Rini

Story: People Are Strangers

Parents: Ringmaster

Face claim: Jenna Ortega

Ship: Carlos De Vil?

Name: Robin Fitzherbert

Story: Next Stop Anywhere

Parents: Rapunzel, Cassandra, Flynn Rider / Eugene Fitzherbert

Face claim: Natalia Dyer

Name: Roisin Spriggins

Story: Children Will Listen

Parents: Red Riding Hood & Jack The Giant Slayer

Face claim: Sadie Sink

Name: Rosabelle Legume

Series: Anti-Hero Series

Story: A Rose By Any Other Name; Kiss With A Fist; You Should See Me In A Crown

Parents: Gaston Legume

Face claim: Zoey Deutch

Love Interest: Prince Ben; Harry Hook; eventual Ben & Harry

Summary: There were many reasons that Rosabelle Legume didn’t want to go to Auradon: the Beast might have her executed, she didn’t want to leave her big brother, her crew needed her, and she wasn’t ready to say goodbye to Harry or to whatever relationship they had. But there was one very good reason for her to leave: it would get her away from Gaston. So she packs her bags and goes to Auradon with Mal and her gang - fine, whatever, she’d help them get the wand and everything would be fine. But she wasn’t expecting to need to get close to Prince Ben to do it, and now Ro has an even bigger choice to make: Ben or Harry, Auradon or the Isle, good or evil?

Name: Roslyn “Marcie” Hood

Story: Civility

Parents: Robin Hood & Maid Marian

Face claim: Zoe Colletti

Love Interest: TBD

Summary: Roslyn Hood never wanted to leave Sherwood Forest. And why would she? She loved her life there, it was all perfect. She had her family and she had her freedom, what more could anyone want? But unfortunately for her, not everyone was as happy about it as she was. And just before her sixteenth birthday, in one of his last decrees as king, the Beast King made a proclamation. In exchange for their freedom within the forest, the people of Sherwood Forest would have to send one child — Robin Hood’s own daughter — to Auradon Prep.

Forced out of her home and into a school where no one pretended to want her around, Roslyn had to adapt. She started going by her middle name, Marcie. She stopped running around barefoot. She stopped climbing up to the roofs of the school. She bided her time, waiting until she could leave. But when Prince Ben brings over a new group of students, she finds that her time may have come sooner than expected.

Name: Rylan Fitzherbert

Story: Next Stop Anywhere

Parents: Rapunzel, Cassandra, Flynn Rider / Eugene Fitzherbert

Face claim: Timothee Chalamet

Name: Saoirse Smee

Story: Awfully Big Adventure

Parents: Smee

Face claim: Millie Bobby Brown

Name: Savina Stromboli

Story: War Of Hearts

Parents: Stromboli

Face claim: Diana Silvers

Name: Sloane White

Story: Ties That Bind

Parents: Snow White

Face claim: Odeya Rush

Love Interest: Chad Charming

Summary: Sloane White had a plan. Actually, Sloane White had several plans. And backup plans, and backup plans for her backup plans. She had plans for her relationship with Chad. She had plans for the future of Bavaria, and for how she would hold title of both Queen and High Protector. She had plans for her Aunt Evie, and for Ben’s dream of Isle reformation. Sloane White had a plan for everything. Except for Ben publicly proclaiming his love for one of the VKs.

Name: Taryn Porter

Story: Strangers Like Me

Parents: Tarzan & Jane Porter

Face claim: Kaylee Bryant

Love Interest: Jay

Summary: Let’s make one thing clear, no one wanted Taryn Porter at Auradon Prep. Well, no one except for Ben, and no one was willing to go against the prince over bringing a civilian to their school. Her dad grew up in a jungle, raised by apes and her mom was a scientist. Taryn absolutely, most definitely, did not belong at Auradon Prep alongside children of princes and princesses. Maybe that’s why, when Ben decides to bring four villain kids to the school, Taryn is the only person who’s genuinely excited about more outcasts joining the student body.

Name: Topher Charming

Story: The Weight Of Living

Parents: Prince Charming & Cinderella

Face claim: Nicholas Galitzine

Love Interest: Evander Grimhilde

Summary: The problem with founding a kingdom when the ruling family has no children is, of course, figuring out the line of succession. That wasn’t the first problem with the founding of Auradon, to be fair, but it was the first one that concerned His Majesty the king. But, in a stroke of great fortune, a royal baby was born soon after. Christopher Charming II, son of Ella and Kit Charming, prince of Gevaudan. And, until such time as Adam and Belle have a child of their own, the heir to the United Kingdoms of Auradon.

Fortunately, Belle and Adam have a son the following year, and Topher is bumped down to being the spare. But unlike the spares of old, there is no room for Topher to be anything less than perfect. He’s the eldest royal child in Auradon, the blueprint upon which every other child’s future will be mapped. A modern day Atlas, carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders, but a sacrifice that he made willingly so that no other royal child would have to. Along with being the perfect prince himself, Topher took his responsibility as Ben’s right hand incredibly seriously. Whether that be coaching him in all of the skills that a prince should have, or tutoring him on matters of policy and protocol, or helping him draft his first official decree as king. Whatever it may take, Topher would do anything to protect and support Ben, to help him be the best king he could be without having to sacrifice his childhood. When Ben brings five children from the Isle to Auradon, Topher volunteers himself to help them adapt to their new home. But his determination to see Ben’s plan succeed is put to the test when he meets Evander Grimhilde, the unfairly attractive son of the Evil Queen.

Name: Trina Tremaine

Story: Heartless

Parents: Lady Tremaine

Face claim: Lana Condor

Name: Tristan Of Maldonia

Story: Dig a Little Deeper

Parents: Tiana & Naveen

Face claim: Jordan Fisher

Name: Viatrix

Story: Love Struck

Parents: Viatrix

Face claim: Olivia Rodrigo

Love Interest: Griffin

Name: Violet Kingsleigh

Story: Lavender Haze

Parents: Alice & The Hatter

Face claim: Meg Donnelly

Love Interest: Cian Hearts

Summary: Violet Kingsleigh loved growing up in Wonderland, she really did. She loved spending mornings in her aunt’s - the queen’s - gardens; she loved fighting lessons with her parents and reading with Absolem; she loved playing with the Tweedles and hide and seek with Chess; and, of course, she adored her dad’s infamous tea parties. Yes, Violet loved everything about Wonderland. Especially that it wasn’t in Auradon. It was perfect. And then the queen is cursed, and all of Wonderland knows that Auradon is to blame. But they can’t declare war without proof, so suddenly their young princess is being sent to Auradon prep to investigate. Violet knows her mission. Violet is absolutely and entirely focused. Violet is most definitely not prepared for the boy-king to have invited a group of teenagers from the Isle Of The Lost to start school on the same day as her.

Name: Winnie Pan

Story: Where Dreams Are Born

Parents: Wendy Darling & Peter Pan

Face claim: Haley Lu Richardson

Love Interest: Harry Hook

Summary: When magic was shut off from Auradon, Neverland was shut away, no one could come or go. Unfortunately for Peter Pan, he was on the wrong side of that barrier. Stuck in Auradon with a fully grown Wendy Darling, he had no choice but to grow up, and in fact the vanishing of the magic that had kept him young didn’t just make him age as normal, it pushed him into immediate adulthood. And with adulthood came children. A daughter, Winnie Pan. Winnie was raised on Peter and Wendy’s stories about Neverland and she had long since fallen in love with it. But it was inaccessible, she’d been told, she could never see it. And as much as she hated it, she understood. Until Prince Ben lets four villain children through their barrier into Auradon. And Winnie has a realization: if one barrier can be taken down, so can the other. And Winnie Pan will follow the second star to the right to the home she should have had, or she’ll die trying.

Name: Winona Sykes

Story: Hungry Dogs

Parents: Bill Sykes

Face claim: Milly Alcock

#masterlist #descendants oc

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circusgoth-dotcom · 1 year ago

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The Long Lost Siblings

Ship: Implied Gabriel of Blackburn x The Sheriff of Nottingham, Gabriel interacting with Marian and Sarah

Word Count: 1273

Summary: Gabriel sets out to speak with Maid Marian, but there's not much she can say without her father around. CWs for brief food mentions (kind of?), implied Sheriff wanting to use Gabriel's status for his own gain (though we all know the man has a big fat crush that offsets these desires), implied ambush by Robin Hood and his merry men, cliffhanger.

Tag List: @myers-meadow @canongf @futurewife

Though the sheriff’s words had piqued Gabriel’s interest, he was hesitant to bother this “Marian,” especially with her higher status. Still, she lived here, in Nottingham, amongst people like him... so what really made them so different from each other?

Once his nerves about angering the sheriff again had passed, he finally set out for the rolling hills beyond the city, borrowing a shadowy horse with fiery eyes. Gabriel had little experience with actually riding horses, but this animal seemed willing to work with him, trotting along at a comfortable pace while he psyched himself up.

How to even start a conversation like this? “Hi, I’m Gabriel, the sheriff told me to ask you about your family because he thinks we might be related?” And who knows what Marian was actually like... what if she were cold toward him the moment he arrived? As his thoughts wandered, his hand fiddled with the cross around his neck. Slowly, he began to take in his surroundings, and he felt his stomach drop as he gripped the reigns in front of him.

“Woah...” He commanded, staring wide-eyed at the trees on either side of him. He hadn’t considered he would have to make his way through Sherwood Forest in order to reach his destination. Skin prickling, he pressed low against the back of the horse and urged it forward once more, now on high alert. The dappling of the sun through the vibrant foliage would’ve almost been mystical if Gabriel had not been so tense. Somewhere far off he heard a whistling. He reached up to pet the horse’s neck soothingly, more to reassure himself than the animal. Lord, you know I’m not as much of a holy man as you’d surely like me to be, but please grant me safe passage through these wicked woods...

He signalled for the horse to pick up the pace, just barely glimpsing the bright parting of the treeline up ahead. Wooden chimes clunked together and branches whined with each step the beast took down the road. Gabriel’s mind raced. He should turn around now, before Robin Hood appeared, but he was frozen in place, stuck to the back of his horse. He supposed having an animal with such a dark coat gave him an advantage in the shadows, but it didn’t mean he was safe. All was still for three agonizingly long seconds before Gabriel swore he heard someone behind him.

He drove the horse into a canter, then a full gallop as his soul reached for the light beyond the trees... and when he burst into it, he gasped in relief, never so grateful before to feel the sun’s warmth on his face. And Marian’s home was not far, he could see it in the distance. He rode down the field, shaking with tears in his eyes. To make the return home would be just as hard, so he savoured his time out of the line of fire. When he reached the large stone building, he slid off of his horse and led it toward the property’s stable. There, he found a homely maiden, her brunette hair tied away from her round face in a simple braid.

“Are you Maid Marian?” Gabriel asked, slightly out of breath. The woman looked up, surprised at the sound of a visitor.

“No, but she is my lady... who are you?”

“Ah, forgive me... I’m Gabriel of Blackburn. A friend of mine in the city encouraged me to find Maid Marian... I-I know this sounds a bit odd, but he believes we must be related.”

The surprise remained on the woman’s face. “Who might this friend be?”

He felt warmth flow into his cheeks and ears. “The Sheriff of Nottingham, ma’am.”

At this, her brow furrowed. She opened her mouth to say something, then closed it for a moment before speaking once more. “If my lady wishes to speak to you, you shall have at it. If she doesn’t, you must return back the way you came, at once.”

Now it was Gabriel’s turn to be puzzled. “Well... alright.” He glanced back toward the forest and swallowed while the maid went off to fetch Marian. It wasn’t long before a woman with flowing, curly hair in an almost identical shade to Gabriel’s appeared, wearing a green dress with gold embellishments.

“So, this is Gabriel?” Marian spoke. Gabriel bowed in respect.

“A pleasure to be in your presence, my lady.” He straightened up and attempted to fix his hair, as it had fallen in his face when he dipped. “I hate to be a bother... truly, I don’t know where to begin...”

“The sheriff thinks we’re related?”

“Oh-- yes, yes he does. Wouldn’t tell me why or how he has any inkling of that being the case...” Gabriel studied Marian’s features as respectfully as he could. “I suppose... if you put on a little more weight in the face, yes... I could see the similarities between us. But related...?”

“Why don’t you come inside? Sarah, will you fetch us some tea?”

“Of course, Lady Marian.”

~~~

Once settled inside a sunny drawing room, with cups of tea in hand, Marian began to tell Gabriel all she knew- or at least, all she wanted Gabriel to know.

“My father liked to travel, before he settled with my mother and they had me... it’s not impossible that he was in a relationship prior to this,” she began, stirring honey into her tea.

“He hasn’t happened to mention a...” Gabriel cleared his throat, far from used to speaking about his mother nowadays, “Catherine, has he?”

Marian considered this for a moment. “I don’t believe so.”

Gabriel nodded. “Doesn’t surprise me, whether he’s truly my father or not. Not many would like to associate with the likes of her, believe me.”

“The more I look at you two...” Sarah began before shaking her head in disbelief.

“Has he ever mentioned Blackburn, my hometown?” Gabriel pressed. He didn’t know why he was suddenly so determined to get answers. If it was all a false trail, his life would remain mostly unchanged, though the future of his relationship with the sheriff would become much more awkward.

“He may’ve. But that doesn’t prove anything. You’d have to talk to him yourself about it, but he’s aiding King Richard in the Crusades at the moment.”

“Would you send him a letter on my behalf?”

Marian hesitated, but when her eyes met Gabriel’s a willing and determined expression took her. “I’ll get to the bottom of this. You’ve intrigued me.”

“Thank you so much, my lady,” Gabriel bowed his head. “And thank you for the tea as well.”

“And for feeding and watering your horse,” Sarah added. Though not much progress had been made, Gabriel left Maid Marian’s home feeling a bit more optimistic. Her father’s word would be final, if he told the truth. As he entered Sherwood Forest, doubt rose again; even then, what would happen after the confirmation if it was all true? Would it not be a scandal if it got out that the brother of King Richard and Prince John had had a child before his marriage? Would they not all be scrutinized? Would Gabriel’s royal blood even matter at that point?

It matters to the sheriff, a small voice inside of him called out. It matters to him very much.

But why is this so? Because we’re such close friends?

You know as much as I... we’re the same person, after all.

The cracking of a branch shook Gabriel out of his internal conflict, and a scream ripped through him as an arrow whizzed over his head.

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