#oc: margot

[blvckentropy]

'Fictional' Cast in @sentate & @serenity-cc Sophomore Collection

[vaguehotels]

okays. making this just so i can reference it later. incomplete 👍

sammy: X

lupe: X

teeth: X

chicago: julien granel

sorbet: bowen yang

deedee: dorothée pousséo

margot: X

mattie: neil newbon

beattie: X

dallas: michael cera

chips: andy bean

victoriano: X

[beckverse]

oc sketchbook dump (poorly edited at nearly midnight. my bad)

[top row: chips, teeth, sammy.

middle row: lupe, sable, chips.

bottom row: gasoline; beattie, margot, mattie, dallas; chips, victoriano]

[scumpatrol]

his desk is just begging to be sat on okay?

had the pleasure of finally commissioning @sinsydia ♡ thanks you so much for capturing them so well !!!

[mmediocreman]

now that october is coming to an end im gonna post stuff i did for my OC_tobers (divided by their stories/worlds)

[hee-blee-art]

I ♡ lesbians

[ID: two graphite drawings. the first is of two people kissing, one thin and shorter with curly hair and one buff and taller and seated with a short spiky haircut. the shorter on is tugging on the taller one's tank top as they kiss. the second is of three people cuddling and kissing, one small and thin with long hair, one taller and broader with a curly ponytail, and one tall and fat with a dark bowlcut. end ID]

[yyshcul]

girl characters who are kind of insane. like if you agree reblog if you agree give me everything you own if you agree

[pantamonte]

Dont wanna talk abt the fandom w/ the first image but the SEEECOND one!!!- their ship name is "FireSnail"

[madame-mongoose]

fuck it posting now im impatient

[thedeviltohisangel]

Invisible String

totally blame @karasnonsense99 for making me think about theseus in that way again. but also the way this gif changed me.

anyways. just had to get something for him written down and off my chest. i will write more if anyone would like me to. xoxo

She nearly dropped the glass gallon of pumpkin juice with a screech as the light turned on in her apartment and a man was lounging on her couch.

“Theseus? What are you doing here?” It had been years since she’d seen the wizard. Their farewell on the battle fields of the muggle war feeling like a lifetime ago. “Did you break into my-“ Margot paused as he remained silent to her line of questioning.

“I didn’t know where else to go. I thought of home. Thought of some place with warmth and comfort. Ended up here.” Her tiny apartment in New York. As far away from France as he could think to get.

“The funeral last week,” she sighed as she placed her juice in the kitchen and went to sit next to him.

“You weren’t there. I looked for you and you weren’t there.”

“I thought you’d want some space. Not a reminder of the aftermath.” She’d been in Paris at the time of the rally and Leta’s death. Had been hired to pose with makeup at Galeries Lafayette.

“Yet here I am. Seeking you out and all that brings with it.”

“Here you are,” she murmured back. “Hungry? Thirsty?” Breaking the trance of his gaze at the ceiling, he followed her form into the kitchen and listened to her rifling around.

“I should get going. Get back to London.”

“Already? You’ve only just gotten here.” Margot’s head poked out from the other room with a frown on her face. “At least stay for dinner.”

“I need to get back to normal.” He rose into a seated position, resting his elbows on the top of his thighs.

“You could find a new normal.” Theseus craned his neck to try and catch a glimpse of what was in the pots flying through the air. “Stay here and relax for a couple days and then decide.” She assumed he had come all this way for more than just a moment of respite. Assumed he was looking for a distraction. Someone to keep an eye on him during this period of healing. This is always how it was between them. They always said farewell then came back together when other was seeking a steady hand or a flutter in their heart. Looking for unconditional love.

“You paint anything new recently?” he rose slowly and made to glance down the short hall toward her spare room. A room he knew was filled with canvases and paints and a myriad of arts supplies. All her money went towards her passion for creation. The modeling wasn’t fun but a means to an end. It gave her enough coins to keep a roof over her head, canvas in her room and food for her Pygmy puff, Felix.

“A little. They’ve got me traveling more for photos. Doesn’t leave a lot of time.” The boiling and bubbling stopped and was replaced by plates clanging and silverware spriting to her tiny table and mismatched chairs.

“I thought the point was to fund your painting. Not let it take over.”

“My art doesn’t pay the bills.”

“You don’t put your art out there.” He was in the doorway now, Margot blinking at the way he filled it completely, looking at her like a lecture was brewing.

“And what if I did? No one wants to buy it-“

“Gogo-“ She flinched away from the old nickname. The name he’d called her the first time they’d shared a bed. And every time after.

“Let’s eat before the sausages get cold.” The plates followed her to the table and settled softly.

“You would tell me if money was tight?” He had tried to offer her assistance in the past. She never accepted it.

“No,” Margot answered as she bit into their dinner. They ate quietly. She was afraid he would disappear to London as soon as they finished. Her chews were as slow as possible.

It didn’t used to be this way between them. Before The Great War, they’d met at Hogwarts. Margot the only thing able to distract the perfect student that was Theseus Scamander. The years in between spent traveling and learning and experiencing. He’d settled at the Auror office and she’d struggled to find her way. He’d been the only one to encourage her to keep creating. The war…it had taken the color right out of her.

“Thank you for dinner.” Thought it had been different, it had been familiar. A reminder of the life they could have had together. The peace his life could have been.

“You’re welcome anytime.” She waved her hand and the dishes drifted to the sink. “Spend the night at least?” Don't leave me alone. I can’t say goodbye to you again.

“Okay.” Ask me to stay more than just tonight. Ask me to be in your life again. Tell me we can be each other’s safety and security again.

Tell me I’m worthy of love. Worthy of you.

Tell me we’ll learn each our own language again. See color again.

Tell me one day I’ll be able to look in the mirror.

Look at you.

And not have to ever wonder if you see me.

[deadwooddross]

Every so often I am simply possessed by this salty sea dog and am compelled to do a little pile of moody sketches for her Margot! She's a sailor and my vet on the mourningstar. Something of a brusque sort. She's making me learn every single one of her tattoos by heart, help

[scumpatrol]

Don't you notice how hopelessly I'm lost That's why I'm following you

absolutely in awe of this one, commission of my rook, margot and emmrich by the ever so lovely @sidver ♡

[decapod-appreciator]

two cats

[hee-blee-art]

uh oh.... lesbian chef love triangle..... 😳

[image ID: five images of digital drawings featuring three chef characters, k, kiri, and margot. k is a big buff butch with tan skin and a bowlcut, kiri is an average height butch with light brown skin and long curly brown hair, and margot is a thin short androgynous femme with tan skin and brown hair in a braid.

in the first piece, k leans over margot sauvely as she talks to her, and margot stands stiff and sweaty. the following image is detail crop focused on their heads, with the text "she's so tall..." next to margot.

in the third image, kiri stands behind margot to tie her apron, saying, "your apron's coming undone, margot. here, I'll fix it for you. we don't want you looking indecent in the kitchen, now do we?" next is a detail crop with a red circle drawn around kiri's hands with the label "big hands" and a red arrow showing margot staring at them.

the fourth image is a three panel comic page that shows k pinning kiri to the wall by the shirt, getting all up in her face and saying, "don't test my patience, kiri-" to which kiri tugs at k's shirt and coolly replies, "damn, k, I haven't seen you this worked up in a long time. you must reeeeally like this girl, huh? got a big ol' crush? reality check - we don't even know if she plays for our team, chef. besides that, you haven't been particularly friendly with anyone since you and me, have you? if you're feeling rusty I could help you with a little practice." end ID]

[juliaswickcrs]

MCU OCS + MERCHANDISE ↳ ( oc halloween challenge, day three )

collector's edition trading cards and funko pop bundle.

feat. rare finds like post blip shrike, white suit matryoshka, secret identity stasis and never-before-seen funkos including pre-red room matryoshka and gonzo the flerken.

taglist: @bisexualterror @foxesandmagic @iron-parkr @camiemendess @a-song-of-quill-and-feather

@arrthurpendragon @starcrossedjedis @drbobbimorse @kingsmakers @noratilney

@stanshollaand @astarionbae @darth-caillic @mystic-scripture @aliverse

@misshiraethsworld @asirensrage @eddiemunscns

@princessmadelines @impales @waterloou @thatmagickjuju

MARVEL TAGLIST: @notxjustxstories @themaradwrites

[heartfullofleeches]

Margot - Creep Reader's worst ideal yan

Merging two ideas I had, Margot is a top surgeon/med student depending on period who may or may not be committing medical misconduct behind the scenes - and psychic. They've always had a good read on their patients - some better than their own families. Confident as they may be, the doctor face many trails in life. It's quite difficult to find true love with how many two faced individuals there are in the world. So many liars who weave their tall tales same as any true- it's sickening. How they longed for someone, anyone who remained true to themselves on all fronts. Fortunately for them - that special person just only door away.

"Ah- Good morning, Y/n! Out doing some early morning photography, I see?"

"....Please leave me alone..."

They didn't see it... walk away before they notice.

Ah, but they did. Their lense was still pointed at the scene of the crime. A car accident about a block away. That quiet, aloof neighbor of theirs was like a fly to a fresh kill in regards to tragedy... Unsettling to many, to Margot -

It was the cutest thing in the entire world ♡

Their bizarre desires for the macabre bled from their mind and into Margot's most nights. How exhilarating was it to witness that shut in who barely said a word let themselves run free with their madness in the safety on their own mind. Margot wanted to crack that shell and bring that true self to light. It must cause them great pain to hide away. Society can do that to a person. At last, Margot had found a face behind the mask they wished to cherish in full view. With their occupation it wouldn't take long to free them off their shakles - that they were sure of.

-

The young student clicks their tongue as their folder cascades across the floor, landing beside their neighbor's feet. Indifferent to their panic as the photos within spill out - their neighbor swallows a batted breath as they catch a glimpse of their contents

"Don't look!.... Ha, forgive me, Y/n. You shouldn't see something like that. Just some homework I snuck home to prepare for my exams. Grotesque, I know...All that blood and guts. You'll keep this between us, won't you?"

Only if you let me see....

"Sure, just stay away from me ."

Margot waits for them to shut their door before sliding a photo beneath the frame - counting the seconds until their dear neighbor finds it and loses face of their false self once again. They find it difficult to sleep without savagery of their love's twisted mind to keep them company.