#my oc; esme

[preciouslittle-bhaalbabe]

This scene alone has fueled so much headcanon and smut ideas for these two it's not even funny

The happy look and little sigh/moan as she kisses him. The desperation in his body language and sad look on his face when her lips leave his. How he pulls her back to him with such intensity. The quiet sounds of nature around them ;w; Soft, gentle, happy sex with smiles and kisses abound. Thats Esme and Astarion <3

[xeebs]

the silly little characters that live in my head aaarrgrhh

[esmesketch]

HONK if you're still deep inside the Far Cry 5 hole trap in 2024 and can't escape.

[sophyophy]

Esme Durand (OC) x Karkat Vantas for @coastalshifts

I LOVE THE BARD OF DOOM WHO IS A RULE OF 3 COMEDY GAL

[sallowsangel]

Facts about my MC: Esmeralda Greene (musical edition) 🎻🪽✨

Don’t let Esmeralda’s questionable technique fool you, she is very proficient at the violin!

Esme began learning how to play at a very young age, alongside her childhood friend Anne Sallow, who played its sister instrument, the cello. Some days they would spends hours and hours practicing together.

Esme’s strict mother believed that playing a musical instrument is a fundamental practice to being a woman.

Although she initially learned how to play the violin out of duty to her mother, it became a source of comfort and a coping mechanism for when she was feeling stressed or anxious.

When they were younger, Esme and Anne would often practice their musical instruments together, and Sebastian would constantly seek out ways to annoy them, because he was bored and lonely.

Despite initially showing no interest in his friend’s musical abilities, fifth year Sebastian has become quite fond of the violin and often encourages Esme to play for him.

This became a weekly ritual when Solomon forbade Sebastian from visiting Anne. Esme and Sebastian would retreat to the Undercroft, where she would play for him, offering him a sense of nostalgia and comfort.

[beelaboola]

“i love you like a rotten dog. i love you like my canines are falling out of my gums. like a monster, like a beast. like something not worth loving back.” - Tory Adkisson

man i hope i cited that correctly, anyway— pov esme gets a little too silly :3 i love my daughter

[kissingagrumpygiant]

Idea I had to throw at the wall

[hootnhoney]

My baby gorl

[rose-of-oz]

dolly,,,, tell me everything about your plans for the glee school musicals!

Kbee, have I ever told you that you’re my favourite person ever? (And just gonna tag @luucypevensie, @ginger-grimm, @dancingsunflowers-ocs, @manyfandomocs, @ginevrastilinski-ocs, and @aceyanaheim as well!)

So, one of the things that’s always bugged me about Glee was the fact that most high schools have at least a winter and spring musical (my high school only had one a year, actually, but we started casting and rehearsals later in the year), so, inspired by Charlie a bit, I’ve decided to fix that in my Glee fics and have McKinley High do its own two musicals a school year!

(A note to make: I haven’t quite figured out the casting for these shows beyond my OCs yet, and though Rocky Horror and West Side Story both still happen like in canon, Rocky Horror still gets cancelled and they don’t have another winter musical that year.)

Most of the planning is under the cut for length!

Let Me Be Your Star (Ivy’s fic):

Season one winter musical: Cabaret (the club decides to keep it going even after Sue cancels her fake production, and Ivy and Rachel compete for the role of Sally Bowles; Will ultimately winds up making them share it and alternate shows).

Season one spring musical: Beauty and the Beast (Ivy gets cast as a genderbent version of Gaston while Rachel gets the role of Belle).

Season two winter musical: Rocky Horror (Ivy is originally cast as Magenta before it gets cancelled).

Season two spring musical: Heathers (Ivy is originally cast as Veronica, but she winds up having a panic attack while rehearsing “Dead Girl Walking” with Finn, which causes her to quit and leads to her finally publicly coming out as ace).

Season three winter musical: West Side Story (Ivy doesn’t originally get cast as Maria at all, but steps in to share the role with Rachel when Mercedes quits).

Season three spring musical: Moulin Rouge! (Ivy gets cast as Satine and finally gets to have a leading role across from Sam, who gets cast as Christian).

Cardigan (Audrey, Parker, Bruno, and Leo’s fic; musicals aren’t focused on until season two because Parker is the only one at McKinley in season one and they only work backstage):

Season two winter musical: Rocky Horror (Audrey, Leo, and Bruno are all cast as background Transylvanians and Parker is working backstage before it gets cancelled).

Season two spring musical: Hairspray (Audrey gets cast as Tracy and worries a lot about it only having been because she’s fat and she didn’t really earn it, Parker works behind the scenes, Leo gets cast as a background Corny Collins dancer, and Bruno gets cast as Seaweed).

Season three winter musical: West Side Story (Audrey and Bruno get cast in background roles, Parker works backstage, and Leo gets cast as Mouthpiece).

Season three spring musical: High School Musical: The Musical (Leo gets cast as Ryan to Santana’s Sharpay, Audrey gets cast as Gabriella, Bruno gets cast as Zeke, and Parker works backstage).

Always Sing (Mara and Bailey’s fic):

Season one winter musical: The Sound of Music (Bailey isn’t in Lima yet, Mara gets cast as one of the younger von Trapp girls).

Season one spring musical: Waitress (Bailey isn’t in Lima yet, Mara gets cast as Dawn).

Season two winter musical: Rocky Horror (they’re both cast as background Transylvanians before it gets cancelled).

Season two spring musical: Legally Blonde (Bailey gets cast as Elle, Mara gets cast as one of the Delta Nus).

Season three winter musical: West Side Story (they both get cast as background girls).

Season three spring musical: 9 to 5 (Bailey gets cast as Doralee, Mara gets cast as Violet).

Chasing Rainbows (Esme’s fic):

Season one winter musical: The Little Mermaid (Esme and Rachel compete for the role of Ariel, and Will winds up making them share it and alternate shows).

Season one spring musical: Mamma Mia! (Esme gets cast as Sophie).

Season two winter musical: Rocky Horror (Esme is cast as a background Transylvanian before it gets cancelled).

Season two spring musical: Hadestown (Esme gets cast as a genderbent Orpheus, after fighting with Will to even let her audition for it).

Season three winter musical: West Side Story (Esme initially quits alongside Mercedes when they’re told they have to share the role of Maria with Rachel, but eventually Will ends up giving the role solely to Esme).

Season three spring musical: Wicked (Esme gets cast as Glinda, across from Mercedes’s Elphaba).

(Find My) Corner of the Sky (Linus’s fic):

Season one winter musical: Newsies (Linus gets cast as Davey).

Season one spring musical: Sweeney Todd (Linus gets cast as Anthony).

Season two winter musical: Rocky Horror (Linus is cast as a background Transylvanian and also briefly as Rocky before the show gets cancelled).

Season two spring musical: Oklahoma! (Linus gets cast as Ado Annie’s father).

Season three winter musical: West Side Story (Linus gets cast as Mouthpiece).

Season three spring musical: Into the Woods (Linus gets cast as The Baker, finally getting a lead role after so long trying).

[preciouslittle-bhaalbabe]

"Little Dove"

As Astarion makes love to Esme once again after weeks of bonding, she says something that stops his simple plan in its tracks.

Smut, angst, feelings, guilt, fingering, PiV, soft domming, nice simple plans falling apart. ~2k words.

It had been a while since he drank from her last. Since before the intimate night they spent together. The scars were beginning to fade. He kisses her neck softly for a while. Lightly grazing it with his fangs, then biting into her tender flesh as gently as possible. He wraps his other arm back around her, reaching his hand up under her nightshirt, and resting it against her chest to feel her heartbeat. Esme stops painting and humming her tune, sets her brush down and relaxes into him, running her hand along his right leg at her side. Feeding sessions were never really sexual with them before. But he can't ignore the tightness he feels in his trousers with her warm body pressed up against his like this, and her soft hands running up and down his leg, sending chills down his spine. Soft moans escape from his throat against his will as he feeds. It had been a few weeks since that night in the woods. Neither of them had really spoke of it since. There was just a comfortable silence about it. An unspoken bond shared between stolen kisses when nobody was looking, and sleeping in the same tent most nights after everyone else went to bed. He craved her once again, and that was something he didn't plan for.

Esme was sitting cross-legged on the floor of her little tent with her easel lowered to the ground; painting the night sky by candlelight. A half empty glass of wine set on a wooden crate next to her. She hums softly to herself, as she does often. The sounds of the summer night; the crickets chirping, the water of the nearby lake lapping softly against the rocky shore, the crackle of the fire burning low outside, the sounds of her companions sleeping soundly in their tents, it was peaceful. She loved the night and the time she gets to spend under its celestial canvas.

She hears some rustling coming from Astarions tent across the way, and notices he seems to be blowing out the candles in his own little nook. The small flap seperating his space from the rest of the camp opens and he makes his way towards Esme's tent, holding the book he was reading. She smiles to herself then pretends not to notice him coming. Carrying on with her painting and continuing to hum her little tune. Astarion lightly taps on the tent wall and pokes his head in.

"Good evening, little dove" Astarion purrs. "Can't sleep either?"

"Oh! Hello Astarion. Was I being too loud?"

"Not at all, in fact I think your little melodies have lulled everyone else to sleep" he says fondly. He invites himself into her tent and closes the flap behind him.

"I hope you don't mind if I join you?"

"Of course not. You know I always relish your company" Esme says with a sweet smile. Astarion sets his book down on the nearby table next to the half empty glass of wine, walks over to where she's sat on the floor and sits directly behind her. He spreads his legs to either side of her and wraps his arms around her, nuzzling his head into her neck.

"What are you painting?"

"The view of the night sky from atop that temple of Selûne we encountered. The one that's now a goblin camp." Esme says sadly. Seeing the temple dedicated to her goddess defiled like that was a somber sight, and Shadowheart wasn't exactly comforting.

"You're making it look so beautiful. Like how it did during its prime." Astarion says.

"Mhm...Darling, are you hungry? Is that why you came here?" Esme asks.

"I came here because I missed you. But yes, a little. That might just be because I'm sitting behind such a decadent creature though." Astarion says, clearly smiling into her neck.

"You can feed on me tonight, if you'd like" Esme says, continuing her painting. She starts humming absent mindedly once more.

"Thank you darling." Astarion sits there for a few moments, holding her. Listening to her hum that sweet melody and feeling the vibrations from her voice radiate into his body. He adores how soft she is. How safe she feels. How she is the ultimate comfort of his racing mind and yet somehow the very cause of it as well.

Astarion gently moves her silver hair to the side with one hand while keeping his other arm wrapped around her waist. Exposing her pale, slender neck. She was ethereal, with pure white skin and light blue freckles peppered across her soft and kind face, making their way down her body like little stars. Pearlescent white scales lined her cheekbones up to her temples. Indicating her ancestry isn't purely elven. Cold pale blue eyes; curtained by soft, long white lashes, were focused intently on the canvas before her. She looked unlike anything he had seen before. Like she was sculpted from the moon itself.

Astarion focuses on her neck. Flawless for all except the two small puncture scars that indicated past feedings.

He tentatively moves his hand from her heart to her right breast, massaging it. Esme reaches behind her to run her hands through his hair. Breathing slowly. After a few moments like this, she lightly taps his arm to indicate that's enough. He unlatches his fangs from her neck. Licking and kissing the wound gently.

"You alright?" Astarion asks in between placing soft kisses on her left shoulder and tracing against her skin with his hands.

"Mm, mhm" Esme says.

"Oh, already speechless are we?" Astarion purrs.

"No it's just- your hands against my skin. It feels nice. Relaxing even."

"Mhm" Astarion hums, his mouth pressed against her shoulder still. He continues to trace his fingertips against her soft skin, exploring every curve he can reach. Esme seems in almost trance. Her heartbeat slowed and her breathing deep and low. Resting fully with her back against his chest. He moves both hands to her breasts now, tracing around her nipples as he watches them pebble under her nightshirt. His nightshirt actually. But he has let her keep it and he hasn't seen her sleep in anything else since.

"Darling, how would you feel about a little death with me?"

Esme opens her eyes and sits up to turn and look at him. The sudden loss of her warm skin on his makes him almost whimper. Without her, the night feels cold. Esme looks at him with an intense look of lust and desire in her eyes.

"I was wondering if you wanted to do that again" Esme says.

"Of course I do, that time was very special to me" His voice sounds almost desperate. He needed to feel close to her again. He craved it.

"And you, you were lovely". He takes her hand and starts kissing each fingertip. Then he guides her hand to his face to bring her closer. She understands and cups his face with both of her hands and presses her forehead against his. Closing the gap between them once more. Astarion crosses his legs and Esme climbs onto his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck. He places his hands on her hips and starts kissing her softly. Astarions trousers now showing a large and obvious bulge. He moves his hands down to her bottom and grips her flesh. Causing her to move her hips against him. She gasps and grabs the back of his head with a newfound intensity that he hasn't seen from her yet. He wonders how long she had been waiting for this. Not wanting to keep her waiting any longer, he pushes against her, signaling her to stand up with him. Once standing he removes his shirt and trousers. Tossing them to the side.

"Hm" Esme chuckles, eyes full of fondness. "You're a work of art, Astarion".

"I was just going to say the same thing about you, my little dove". Astarion approaches her once again and lifts his nightshirt from her frame. Revealing that she was wearing absolutely nothing underneath. No undies whatsoever.

"Well now, is this a regular habit of yours?" Astarion purrs.

"What can I say? I don't like wearing undergarments" Esme laughs.

Astarion walks over to the small bed Esme has in her tent, climbs onto it and sits down, legs spread.

"Sit in front of me, love. Just like before".

Esme walks over and does as he asks. Sitting cross-legged between his legs on the bed. Astarion begins with placing his hands on her breasts like he was before. Massaging them gently and squeezing her nipples between his fingers. Then, with his left hand he slides down to her sex, already aching with arousal. His cock pressing against her back needily.

"Lean back against me and lift your hips, please".

She adjusts herself accordingly and Astarion slowly slides his fingers down to her clit, rubbing it gently. She's sopping wet already. So he wastes no time in inserting his fingers into her enterance, causing a soft moan to escape Esmes lips.

"That's it, sing for me, little dove"

Esme lets herself go and comes undone as Astarion teases her nipple and fucks her with his fingers. Her voice soft and gentle. He times his breaths with hers with his mouth pressed against her ear. The cold air sending shivers down her spine. He wishes she would scream his name loud, let the entire camp know she was his. But that's not like her. Everything about her is soft and quiet. Docile as a lamb. Her legs shake and her hips buckle as she rides over the edge of bliss. Astarion holds her against him tightly and bites into her shoulder, causing a slightly louder moan to come out from her. He didn't bite her to feed, he wanted to mark her. This sudden possessiveness coming out of seemingly nowhere. Esme collapses against his chest, breathing heavily. Astarion then adjusts positions so she is on her back on the bed and he is on top. He presses himself against her and kisses her deeply with a new hunger he can't quite place. He cradles her head in his hand and spreads her legs open with his knees. Propping himself up with his knees and elbow. Their tongues dancing together in unison. He then sits up for a moment, taking her in. Her eyes wide and wanting, her lips parted slightly and her chest rising and falling with every breath. A faint purply-red flush fills her face and the tips of her ears. She looked just as hungry as he was.

"You are absolutely beautiful" He says, breathless. Esme smiles wide and gestures him to come back to her. He returns to the position he was in and lines his hips up so that his cock is just coaxing her enterance. He moves the head of his cock back and forth along her slit to get the surface as slick as he can. Then pushes himself in. Esmes head reels and her back arches. Astarion runs his free hand along her spine and nuzzles himself into her neck once more. Only he gets to see her like this. His little moon maiden. His quiet and reserved angel. Only he gets to watch as she comes undone by his touch. He feels her walls clench then relax around his newly inserted length. Then he starts rocking his hips slowly. Relishing in every moment inside her. He has made love to countless people but even that first time with her, it has been different. All the time they've spent together. The late nights talking, the random gifts and gestures of affection, the stolen kisses and holding hands when they're alone. All of it was different. These past weeks with her have been nothing but pleasant. She is lovely and treats him with such kindness and care. Even though he lied to her and snapped at her and caused her pain. She has never once stopped being caring and kind. It's driving him mad. He just wanted safety and now he can't imagine life without her.

His thrusts become deeper and more passionate. Causing Esme to moan with that sweet voice he adores so much.

"Mmph, Astarion I-"

Oh gods no. Don't say it. He thinks.

"I love you"

Shit. Astarion whimpers and moans into her neck as those three little words send him into a frenzy. He thrusts into her with all the feelings he has. Anger, lust, guilt, grief, adoration. He pours it all into her. Before he knows it they're both reaching the edge together, and he's cumming harder than he can remember ever before. He falls into her and she wraps her arms around him. Lightly stroking his back with her fingers.

"You don't have to say it back. I just wanted you to know" Esme says sweetly. He can do nothing but hold her. No words come to him. He wants to tell her everything, that he had a plan, that she fell for it, but now things are getting complicated and he doesn't know what to do. He doesn't know what else he can be for her. But none of that matters right now. He can only think about how nice it feels to be held after sex. To not have someone ripped away from him never to be seen again. To have sex because he wanted to. He feels truly loved and cared for. And has no idea what to do about it.

[xeebs]

my favorite ocs rn… i need to post them more often they make me crazy hghjk

[fauville]

making another fat femme oc to romance M bc i personally deserve it 😇😇😇

esme vibes so far!!

[vampbyteart]

drew a new portrait of uriel and his vampire suitors since they all finally got redesigns! if you remember their old designs you deserve a senior discount

[sophyophy]

Shenanigans!

Todd thinks there's a resemblance between himself and @drbrun-w-dabliou

Esme, of @coastalshifts, playfully bothers Nephri by yoinking his eyewear

[mewziesart]

sweet lil esme,,, shes a new dnd horse for my harpg, shes rumored to be a ghost or witch because of her pale appearance, but shes actually quite the sweetheart

[daleespringdraw]

IM READY FOR ART FIGHT BABYYYYYYYY!!! Also this is my first time doing an Art Fight so I’m really excited!!! ALSO TEAM STARDUST BABYYYYYYYYYY