#oc: rudolph valentino

[zablife]

Meet my new OC Irene Robinson

Face claim Léa Seydoux

Making more of an effort with my current OC. See below for her details which I will add to or change as needed as I write. If I haven't mentioned something, feel free to ask!

❧Born March 3, 1900

❧Moved to Small Heath with her mother and siblings in the fall of 1917 after the death of her father. She now lives with her aunt and her mother who both work as dressmakers.

❧She has one older brother, Martin-22, who is away serving in the war. And three younger sisters (Clara-13, Margaret-11, Edith-8)

❧ Personality traits: kind, patient, loyal, naive

❧Hobbies/Interests: reading, knitting, swimming, daydreaming

❧Crushes: Rudolph Valentino

❧Read her introduction to Ada here.

❧Series title inspired by "Green Gloves" by the National.

Meet her family:

Mrs. Robinson (face claim Isabelle Huppert)

Martin (face claim Michael Fassbender)

Clara (face claim young Saoirse Ronan)

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Part 10: Red Right Hand

Fandom: Peaky Blinders

Pairing: Tommy Shelby x Grace Burgess x OC

Summary: A problem arises with Ada.

Word Count: 3,887

Notes: Warnings for references to pregnancy (not Lucy, though!), abortion, and infertility.

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Chapter 5: Rudolph Valentino

“I did some digging into Grace, like you said.”

They were taking the longer way around to Charlie’s yard. They’d some time to kill and it was quiet and less busy down by the cut. There were some things that they needed to talk about, preferably with less people around to potentially eavesdrop. 

“What did you find?” Tommy asked, passing his cigarette to her. 

“I asked your friends in Dublin about her and that pub she said she worked at. No one there has even heard of her.”

“Hm. Not a great start.”

“No,” she agreed, dejectedly. “But there’s all sorts of reasons for why she might’ve lied. Maybe she just needed work.”

“Maybe.”

“From what else I can gather, she’s from a rich family.”

“Rich and yet she winds up here.”

“She’s living in this little one room place near the train station. And on her days off, she goes…somewhere. I’m not sure where. Maybe the museum? I tried following her but she gave me the slip.”

Tommy frowned. “She lost you? On purpose?”

“I don’t know. I don’t think so, but it’s hard to tell.”

He pursed his lips.

“It’s suspicious, but it doesn’t prove anything, either,” shrugging, she handed the cigarette back to him.

“People lie for all sorts of reasons. It doesn’t mean she’s an enemy,” Tommy mused, more to himself than to her. “But keep an eye out for anything else.”

“Yes, boss,”she started absentmindedly twisting one of her rings around her finger. “She asked me for a favor when I came into the pub this morning.”

“What kind of favor?”

“She wanted me to ask you if you’d let her sing once a week at the pub.”

Tommy scowled. 

“I told her she’d need to ask you directly,” when he didn’t say anything to that, she sighed. “It’s not a ridiculous request, Tom. And she does have a nice voice.”

Tommy shot her a look. “You like her.”

Lucy bit her lip, failing to contain her smile. “Maybe. She’s nice. Why? Are you jealous?” she cocked her head, nudging him playfully. 

“What? No. Of course not.”

“You are! You’re jealous that I think she’s pretty.”

Tommy sighed the sigh of the endlessly suffering. Laughing, Lucy stretched up on her toes to peck his cheek. 

“Don’t worry, love. I think you’re pretty too.”

“Oi, you keep it up and I’m going to throw you in the cut,” he grumbled, emptily. Probably to try to distract her from the slight tint of pink that dusted his cheeks at her words. Snickering, Lucy looped her arms with his and rested her head on his bicep.

“Well, suspicious lies or not, I think that you should take her with you to the races.”

“You think?”

“Mhm. I’m gonna be with Arthur and John, and you’ll need someone to keep you company…”

“I could go by myself.”

“Then everyone will be focused only on you. Bring a pretty woman with you, and Kimber and a good share of his boys will be more occupied with drooling over her than giving you ample attention. It’ll be a good buffer.”

“Mm,” Tommy cocked his head, thinking it over.

“I know we can’t trust her, but there’s not much of anyone else you could take. Except for maybe Lizzie.”

Tommy made a face. “Absolutely not.”

“Mhm,” Lucy nodded, already knowing that would be his reaction. 

“Alright, fine. It’s a good idea,” his thumb circled over her arm when he laid his hand on her. “You’re sure you're comfortable with it?”

Lifting her head, she offered him a gentle smile. “I’m sure.” 

He gave her a quick kiss to the forehead, before stepping around the corner and onto a busier street. Though she loosened her grip and raised her head from where it was previously resting on him, she kept their arms linked until they got to the yard, letting him go so he could pull open the gate.

 Curly, upon seeing them, rushed to the stables to go get the horse. 

“Hi, you,” Lucy said, giving the horse a pat on his flank once he appeared with Curly. Tommy took hold of the reins, beginning to guide him towards the exit of the yard while Curly ran off to get a saddle. He tied the horse to a post so he would stay in place while they prepared him to be ridden.

Stroking the horse’s soft nose while speaking to him softly in Romani, Lucy chanced a glance at where Tommy had wandered over to speak with Charlie. He picked up something small and glittering that Charlie had set down on the table. Her brows drew together. It looked like a bullet. 

Curly arrived with the saddle and Lucy moved out of the way so he could set to work pulling it onto the horse’s back. 

“Tommy,” Charlie stood to follow as Tommy began to move back towards her. “Tommy!” 

Both her and Tommy’s heads jerked at the sudden rise in Charlie’s tone. Lucy quickly turned her face away as Tommy rounded back onto his uncle. No way in hell was she getting in the middle of that. 

“You mind how you speak to me,” Charlie warned. Tommy scoffed.

“Forgive me, Uncle,” there was just enough sincerity in his voice that it was hard to tell if he was being sarcastic or not. She stepped aside, letting him climb up into the saddle first. He held out a hand to her, clutching her arm tightly to help her haul herself up onto the horse’s back behind him. Wrapping her arms around his waist, she scooted forward until she was pressed comfortably against his back.

“It’s Thomas Shelby against the whole bloody world, right?” Charlie glowered up at them. Tommy didn’t respond, clicking his tongue and setting them at a bouncing trot headed towards the exit of the yard. 

“What was that?” she asked, once they’d left the yard behind, the horse’s hooves clicking rhythmically against the cobblestones. 

“Nothing.”

She paused, unsure if she should push him or not. “The Lees have declared war, haven’t they?”

His ribs expanded beneath her hands when he sighed. “Yes.”

“Well…that means things are going to plan, then.”

“Mm,” he grunted. They went an entire block before he spoke again. “We’re going to need to be careful for a while.”

That was Tommy-speak for, I might be a bit of an overprotective fool for a little while and I’m sorry in advance. She rested her forehead against the nape of his neck. Minorly annoying as his overprotectiveness could be at times, she truly didn’t mind it all that much. It was actually kind of sweet. And it felt nice; to know that someone cared about her that much to want so badly to keep her safe.  

 “Of course.”

He relaxed a little under her palms.

They carried on like that for a while, until they got to the street leading towards the Garrison. Tommy slowed the horse to a steady walk. A loud bang and a burst of flame suddenly flew forth from one of the factories to their right, and the horse whinnied in terror, bucking and rearing. Lucy grasped tightly onto Tommy’s waist, legs squeezing tight against the horse’s sides so she wouldn’t be thrown off. Tommy shushed at the horse gently, waiting until he stopped rearing to jump from his back.

“Easy, boy,” he cooed. Lucy scooted forward into the saddle, stroking the horse’s mane while Tommy rubbed along his nose, mumbling soft, gentle words to the horse. When he had fully settled, Tommy stepped away, taking hold of the reins and guiding him towards the street leading away from the factories.

Just as they were passing the Garrison, a figure popped out of one of the pub’s side doors, dumping a bucket of liquid muck out onto the street, barely missing Tommy with it. He took a step back, and Lucy had to cough to hide her laugh at the incredulous look that crossed his features.

“I’m so sorry, Mr. Shelby,” Grace stammered, eyes wide. But Lucy could see the faintest trace of calculation hidden behind the mock surprise. She wouldn’t have been shocked to hear that the barmaid had been waiting for them to walk past. “I’m Grace, by the way.”

“Hi, Grace!” Lucy called cheerfully from where she was still mounted on the horse. Grace’s smile dimpled her cheek when she looked up at her.

“Hello, Lucy.”

She was wearing a pink shirt under a green sweater, the outfit uncharacteristically bright compared to the monochrome palettes that most inhabitants of Small Heath garbed themselves with. And her golden hair looked soft where it brushed against her shoulders.

“I know who you are,” Tommy finally said in acknowledgement of Grace’s introduction. 

“What’s his name?” Grace asked, gazing at the horse. 

“He doesn’t have a name.”

“Poor boy deserves a name.”

Oh, Lucy really, really liked this girl.

“You have something to say to me?” clearly Tommy wasn’t buying the innocent, wide-eyed act either. Still, if Lucy had been standing down on the street with them she would have kicked him. He was going to end up chasing the pretty blonde away with his grumpiness if he wasn’t careful. 

Grace’s face fell slightly. “The other night you came into the pub when I was singing. You said singing wasn’t allowed,” she swallowed, picking up her courage. “I’d like there to be one night a week when there is singing,” when Tommy didn’t respond right away, a level of desperation reached her eyes. “I think it would be good for everyone. Saturday nights. Harry was too afraid to ask you, so…”

“But you’re not.”

“I am. But I love to sing.”

“You sound like one of those rich girls who comes over from Dublin for the races. Do you like horses?”

Lucy turned away, trying to bite back a smile even as it bloomed across her cheeks. Poor Grace didn’t know Tommy well enough to know it yet, but she had him. The big softy. He started to walk around the horse, and Lucy shifted back enough to make room for him to slide into the saddle in front of her.

“How would you fancy earning some extra money?”

Grace’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Doing what?”

“Dig out a nice dress. I want to take you to the races,” he urged the horse into a gallop before they could hear Grace’s answer, but when Lucy looked over her shoulder, she was squinting after them. Shooting a wink at her, she laughed, wrapping her arms around Tommy’s middle.

“Softy,” she mumbled into his ear. He glanced over his shoulder at her.

“You hush, you.”

She was still giggling softly by the time they finally made it back to Charlie’s yard.

∗ ∗ ∗ 

“Lucy, a word?”

Her head swiveled around, eyebrows flying up nearly to her hair line at Polly’s voice.

“Um, sure?” she followed her into the kitchen.

“Do you know when Tommy will be back?”

“Soon, I think. Why?” she pulled a cigarette from her case and lit it.

“We have a situation.”

“What sort of situation?”

“I took Ada to the doctor’s last night,” a droplet of dread began to fester in Lucy’s stomach. “She’s pregnant.”

“Oh, fuckkkk…” she rested her palm against her forehead, ruffling her hair, turning to look out the window. “Who’s is it?”

“She won’t say.”

“Is she keeping it?”

“She says she will. I’m trying…to get her to see sense.”

Lucy’s eyes darted to where the boys were working in the shop. “Have you told any of them yet?”

“I was planning to tell Tommy when he gets back.”

“Without Ada?”

“She went to the pictures. She doesn’t want him to know,” Polly huffed. “Truth be told, I think she’s scared senseless of what he’s going to do when he finds out.”

Leaning against the doorframe, Lucy nodded, eyes unfocusing as she began to think.

“Lucy, I’m telling you this because I need you to help me convince Tommy to let me deal with it. This is women’s business. He doesn’t need to get involved.”

“But he’ll want to,” she sighed, twisting her cigarette between her fingers before bringing it to her lips, watching as Tommy strode in, smiling and shooting greetings to the men he passed while removing his coat. God, and he was in such a good mood today, too. This would turn him sour for at least the rest of the week. “I’ll see what I can do.”

“Thank you.”

Tommy’s brows creased when he glanced up towards the double doors to see her and Polly. There must have been something in their faces. Something grave and exhausted because a frown immediately made a home on his lips as he approached them, hands shoved into his pockets. Before he got to Polly, Lucy stuck out a hand, resting it on his chest. 

“Don’t overreact,” she said sternly. Pushing past her, he leaned close to Polly.

“What’s happened?”

“Yesterday, I spoke with Ada, and last night, I took her to the doctor. She’s pregnant, Thomas,” Polly reached out a hand to try to steady him but he pulled away, storming towards the door without a word. Lucy called after him, hastily putting out her cigarette and rushing after him. He barely seemed to have enough forethought to grab his jacket on the way out the door.

“Tommy,” Lucy grabbed firmly onto his bicep with both hands to get him to stop walking. “Tommy, take a breath.”

“Which fucking asshole…which asshole did this to my sister, Lucy?” he growled at her. She didn’t flinch away from his tone, just raised an eyebrow.

“She won’t tell Polly who he is.”

Pressing a hand to his mouth, he began to pace back and forth along the sidewalk, like an agitated animal in a cage.

“Is she keeping it?”

“Right now she says she will. Polly’s trying to convince her to get rid of it.”

“How did we not know about this?” he mumbled. “How did you not know about this?” 

Lucy felt her eyes widen a very small fraction, but she didn’t let the accusation bother her too much. She knew it really had nothing to do with her. Not that he wasn’t particularly wrong. She was supposed to be his spy. His eyes and ears. She was supposed to keep him from being blindsided with information like this. The regret at snapping at her was plain as day in his eyes as he quickly looked away, pinching at his brow. 

“I’ve had more pressing things to keep track of than who Ada spreads her legs for,” she said sternly, crossing her arms over her chest. 

“I know,” he mumbled miserably. Shoving his hands back into his pockets, he looked up to the sky. “Do you know where she is now?”

“At the pictures,” she huffed when he immediately turned and started heading in that direction, scrambling, practically having to jog to try to keep up with him. “Will you slow down, you long legged jackass?” she snapped. He froze, turning to stare at her with his mouth half open in indignation. She was lucky that he loved her; had anyone else spoken to him like that, he probably would have blinded them.

“What?” she huffed once she’d caught up to him. Shaking his head, he started walking again, but this time at a notably slower pace. 

A piano was playing a slow, romantic melody to go with the moving black and white image on the big screen. There were only a handful of other people in the theater, a few glancing over in annoyance as Tommy slammed the doors open and briefly flooded the darkened room with light. Walking briskly down the aisle, he scanned over the seats until he spotted Ada sitting alone, a bag of popcorn balanced in one hand. He sat down in the seat beside her with a sigh, Lucy settling into the seat on the other side of him. Ada kept her eyes firmly on the screen, chin held high.

“Tell me the man’s name, Ada,” he ordered.

“Rudolph Valentino.”

Lucy couldn’t help but wonder if Ada wanted Tommy to go into full bitch mode. Because if that was the case, she was certainly about to get her wish. His jaw snapped shut, clenching so hard for a moment Lucy was worried his teeth might snap. Groaning, she leaned back in her seat with her eyes closed, legs pulling up to her chest so that when he stood and stormed out of the aisle, he was unimpeded. The doors boomed as he slammed them open.

“Please, please, just tell him who it is, Ada,” she begged without opening her eyes. Ada just scoffed. A moment later the music ceased and the lights came up, the door opening again as Tommy burst back into the auditorium. 

 “Get out! All of you! Go on! Now!”

Lucy didn’t bother opening her eyes, listening to the people around them beginning to scramble from their seats and rush for the doors. Tommy’s footsteps were menacingly loud as he strode back towards them. Ada made a move to get up, but, without opening her eyes, Lucy grabbed her by the back of her shirt and pulled her down into her seat.

“Stay.”

“I said, tell me his fucking name,” Tommy commanded. 

“Freddie fucking Thorne!”

Lucy’s eyes opened at that, head rolling back against the uncomfortable theater seat. Oh, come on. Him!? Really? Tommy’s lips were slightly parted, face not moving at all as he processed Ada’s words.

Ada started to shout, voice rising higher and higher. Tommy pulled away, shoes pounding on the floor as he stomped back to the doors, Lucy stood up, brushing imaginary crumbs from her waistcoat as she moved to follow him. Ada was still yelling after them, until the doors swung shut behind them and muffled her voice. 

“Very gracefully handled,” Lucy commented when they were back outside. Stepping into the shadows of the alley beside the theater, he groaned, leaning against the cold brick and pulling a cigarette from his case.

“Fucking Freddie,” he grumbled is disbelief and annoyance, closing his eyes and tipping his head back while he smoked. 

“Thought that she had better taste than that,” she wrapped her arms around herself. Standing in the shade was making her cold. “Try not to be too hard on her. She’s scared, Tommy.”

“You think so?”

“Mhm. Can’t say that I blame her. I would be too.” 

Opening his eyes, Tommy glanced lazily down at her, taking note of the tiny shivers running through her shoulders and wrapping an arm around her, pulling her against his side to warm her. Something fierce and protective entered his face.

“I’d take care of you.”

She smiled up at him, sadly. She’d still never told him, that when it came to that, it would never be possible with her. “I know you would, love,” head coming to rest against his shoulder, she heaved out a sigh. “What are you going to do?”

“I don’t know,” he mumbled finally. Lucy curled closer to his side, both in an attempt to warm up and to try to offer some form of comfort. “I don’t fucking know.”

∗ ∗ ∗ 

“Pol, listen. The truth is you would have hit me with that thing if it weren’t for the fact that you know I’m right!” Tommy shouted after his aunt. She shot him a hate-filled look before disappearing around the corner. Tommy brought his foot down in a kick to the table behind him, face contorting with frustration. Folding an arm around his middle, he supported the elbow of the arm holding his cigarette near his face, eyes focused on the floor.

Why, why wouldn’t any of them ever just fucking listen to him?

A part of him had hoped that maybe, this one time, Polly and he would actually agree on something when it came to what they should do about Ada and Freddie.

Apparently not.

He wasn’t sure how long he stayed there, just staring at the floorboards and listening to the fire crackle in the furnace, until the door opened. Still he didn’t look up. He didn’t need to. He recognized her by the sounds of her footfalls alone.

“Tom?” Lucy’s fingers brushed gingerly along his shoulder. “Are you okay?”

He just grunted in response. Her hands trailed up his shoulders, skimming along his neck while she stepped in front of him. Palms cradling the back of his head, she pulled his face down until his head was laying on her chest. A quiet, exhausted groan left his lips, arms wrapping around her waist as he let her hold him. 

∗ ∗ ∗ 

The tea rooms were so fancy: each table set with delicate China teacups and glimmering silverware. Intricate paintings and tapestries covered the walls, and the white wood surrounding the doorframes was detailed with embellishments of gold. On the tables in the center of each room, stood towers of little cakes, fruits and chocolates. 

Campbell had been standing expectantly at a table in the corner. A tall man, with a gray mustache and eyebrows that seemed to forever be arched in annoyance. While he’d spoken plainly enough with Tommy, his brows had furrowed upon noticing Lucy standing behind him.  

“There’s no need for her to be here.”

“My assistant goes where I go.”

“I was hoping that we could speak privately.”

“Don’t flatter yourself, inspector, I’m here for the food,” Lucy interjected, taking a measured step back to examine the tower of pastries in the middle of the room. Campbell still did not seem fully satisfied, but sighed as he watched Lucy pick up a plate and begin to pile it with cakes. For all appearances completely and utterly uninterested in them.

It had become a certain specialty of hers: to blend away amongst the background of any room. Close enough to be within earshot of conversation, but still providing those conversing with the illusion of privacy.  

Tommy followed the inspector’s lead as they both settled into seats across from each other at the table. Sinking her teeth into a spongy white cake, she listened subtly and intently as Tommy and Campbell spoke to each other. 

In the end, the deal that Tommy struck was quite good: Campbell would leave them alone, and, in return, when the time was right, Tommy would hand over the guns to him. All he had to do was be patient.  

Campbell agreed, gruffly and quite unenthusiastically. Rising from his seat, Tommy began to head towards where she was standing, sinking her teeth into a little chocolate pastry, palm held out beneath it to catch any fallen crumbs. She crammed the remainder of it into her mouth and followed him.

“He looked like steam was about to come out of his ears when you first mentioned the guns,” she mumbled in a low voice, grinning. “Pompous asshole.”

“How were the cakes?”

She shrugged. “Alright. But I think they skint on the amount of chocolate on the strawberries.”

Chuckling, he opened the car door, hand steadying her as she climbed in before he went around the other side and slid into the driver’s seat. Lucy yawned, eyelids drooping while her cheek rested against his shoulder.

“Home?”

“Home.”

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OC HALLOWEEN CHALLENGE 2023

Day 17: Death is a Mystery and Burial is a Secret

Aiden Calloway hadn't been a vampire for too long and yet, he had already created a bloodbath throughout the City which kept police officers and news outlets alike on their feet.

Joy Hargreeves knew that she was to blame for this. Had she not dabbled with dark magic to get their son back, then Aiden wouldn't be the way he is now. Still, she has a duty to stop him before more people die...as a former superhero or whatever.

But Aiden isn't making it easy on her and he's evaded both Rudolph and Valentino's efforts to find him and put him to sleep until further action could be taken.

Bodies continue to drop every day and Aiden continues to outmaneuver Joy and her siblings at every turn. It isn't until she corners him in the cemetery that Joy finally has to take action. If only it weren't so emotionally taxing to try and kill your ex-boyfriend.

TAGLIST: @waterloou @eddysocs ​ @ocs-supporting-ocs @foxesandmagic @veetlegeuse @decennia @hiddenqveendom @arrthurpendragon @luucypevensie @richitozier @noratilney @wordspin-shares @oneirataxia-girl @endless-oc-creations @lucys-chen @andromedalestrange @far-shores @daughter-of-melpomene @bibaybe

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Miss and Edge's fandom list

Below is lists for Miss and Edge of series/chracters you can request fics, or headcanons for.

Miss

The Witcher (2019-2022-): Unfortunately I only know the show as of right now, hopeful to read or play a game in the near future. Character X Reader/OC or Character/Reader(oc)/Character. Fluff/Angst/Smut/Headcanons

Geralt of Rivia

Yennefer

Dandelion

Stranger Things (2016-2022-): Will only write the following character for smut, all of these can be Character(s) X Reader/OC or the Ship. All other characters for other formats. Fluff/Angst/Smut/Headcanons.

Steve Harrington 

Billy Hargrove 

Eddie Munson 

Robin Buckley 

Steddie, Steddie X Reader

Harringrove, Harringrove X Reader

Mungrove, Mungrove X Reader

Ronance

Arcane (2021-): Character X Reader/OC, will consider certain ships. Fluff/Angst/Smut/Headcanons.

Vi

Jinx

Caitlyn Kiramman

Viktor

Silco

Vander

A Court of Thorns and Roses+ : Character X Reader/OC, I will take considerations for other characters but it might be biased. Fluff/Angst/Smut/Headcanons.

Cassian

Nesta 

Lucien

Feyre X Rhysand X Reader

Azriel X Rhysand’s Sister

Game of Thrones: Character X Reader/OC only, will not contribute to cannon incest. Fluff/Angst/Smut/Headcanons.

Daenerys Targaryen

Jon Snow

Robb Stark

Daario Naharis

Yara Greyjoy

Jaime Lannister

Rhaenyra Targaryen

Daemon Targaryen

Aemond Targaryen

BBC Merlin (2008): Character X Reader/OC. Fluff/Angst/Smut/Headcanons.

Merlin

Arthur Pendragon

Gawain

Morgause

Guinevere

Morgana

X-men: Character X Reader/ OC. Fluff/Angst/Smut/Headcanons

First Class/Days of Future Past/Apocalypse:

Erik Lensherr/ Magneto

Raven/ Mystic 

Charles Xavier/ Professor X

Havok

Jean Grey

American Horror Story: Character X Reader/OC, Fluff/Angst/Smut/Headcanons.

Kit Walker

Lana Winters

Elizabeth Johnson

Rudolph Valentino

Natacha Rambova

Donovan

AU’s: Ghostface, Zombie, Apocalypse, Vampire, Camp

Miss will not: Write for or about children or Age Play characters that are not adults. Write or contribute to incest in fandom or canon. 

My promise as a writer I will continually edit my fiction to ensure all possible triggers and/or warnings are at the top of each post. I do believe that all characters I will write about or for, have an opportunity for growth or redemption. Otherwise I would not be comfortable writing about them. I think this is an amazing way for us as fans to be creative and as imaginative as possible. Therefore I will also aside from requests have OC, series and other blurbs or headcanons I’d like to post or accomplish. I can’t wait to read and hear feedback in a safe, habitable way in the near future. 

Masterlist

Edge

Transformers (clarify which version, like bayverse, prime, ect..)

Will only do character/reader (Cybertronian, human, or cyborg reader)

My Hero Academia 

Will do Character/reader, and open to certain ships

Undertale

Will do Character/reader, including AUs (Monster or human reader) (I will not do insest with any of the skelebros)

SCP/Cryptids

Only open to /readers

Creepypastas

Only open to /readers, unless its Character/reader/Character

Attack on Titan

Will do Character/reader, only open to certain ships

Detroit become human

Only open to Conor/reader (reader can be human, android, or a mix)

Stardew valley/Harvest moon

Will do Character/reader, only open to certain ships

Blue Exorcist

Will do Character/reader, only open to Rin/Ryuji/reader as a ship

Supernatural

Will do Character/reader, only open to certain ships

Noragami

Will do Character/reader, only open to certain ships

Soul Eater

Will do Character/reader, open to a few ships.

Star Trek (any series)

Will do Character/reader, only open to certain ships

Youtubers-MCYT (Only their personas, for example, any of Markiplier's alter egos. I will also not do DSMP)

Will do Character/reader, only open to certain ships

Edge’s rules

I will not write incest or NSFW senerioes about minors or minor/adult relationships. Depending on the scenario I might be open to aged up characters like in AUs, for example in MHA I've read plenty of Pro-hero AUs that eventually contain smut, I don't mind stuff like that.

I am very open to writing many different scenarios, AUs, Characters, ships, fluff/angst/smut, poly, threesome and beyond, you name it and I'll probably be down to write.

Both

Marvel

Harry Potter

Fullmetal Alchemist (any version)

Umbrella Academy

The Boys

The Walking Dead (show and telltale game)

^^^ These fandoms both of us will write for

We have the right to deny any request if we do not feel comfortable or if we do not think that we are capable of completing the request to our greatest ability.

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Some basic character designs of my 1922 AU Hades and Persephone (or Alkiviades and Faní, respectively) hitting just the right aesthetic between “silent movie heartthrob” and “Anatolian gothic romance”.

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THE RULES ARE SIMPLE.

post TEN characters you’d like to roleplay as, have roleplayed as, and might bring back, then tag ten people to do the same.  ( If you can’t think of ten characters, just write down however many you can and tag the same amount of people. )

PLEASE REPOST INSTEAD OF REBLOGGING

CURRENTLY PLAYING:  Michael Emerson ( Lost Boys ), Holden Lowe ( AHS: HOTEL ) a vampire OC named Camryn, a disney OC that is the daughter of Hades, & sometimes Carmilla Karnstein in chats.

HAVE PLAYED: oh dear lord. here we go - - ( remember, 16 years is a LONG time..)

Dr Frank N Furter ( RHPS ), Jagger Maxwell ( vampire kisses ), Lena Duchannes ( Beautiful Creatures ),  Jasper Jordan ( the 100 ), Sarah Sanderson ( Hocus Pocus ), Kit Walker ( AHS: ASYLUM ), Frances Bean Cobain ( AHS: COVEN oc ), Carmilla Karnstein ( Carmilla the web series ),  Elissa ( House at the end of the Street ), Hades ( Percy Jackson ), Hypnos ( God of Sleep ), Tank Girl ( Tank Girl comics / movie ), Kenzi ( Lost Girl ), a lost girl OC wolf shifter girl named Saoirse, the personification of Fear, a Percy Jackson OC, Clarisse La Rue ( Percy Jackson ), Zoe Nightshade ( Percy Jackson ), Shelley Godfrey ( Hemlock Grove ), a caster OC from the Beautiful Creatures series, Jareth ( Labyrinth ), Barnabas Collins ( Dark Shadows - the original TV series / movies ), Lily Munster ( The Munsters ), Elvira ( Mistress of the Dark ), Ian ( Only Lovers Left Alive ), Rudolpho Valentino ( AHS: Hotel ), Ell / L ( Carmilla the web series ), Greggory Sackville-Bagg ( The Little Vampire ), Lumpi ( Der Klein Vampir ), Rudolph Sackville-Bag ( The Little Vampire ), Hadley Hale ( True Blood / Sookie Stackhouse series ), Christian Troy ( Nip/Tuck ), Piper Chapman ( Orange is the New Black ), Alex Vause ( Orange is the New Black ), Red Reznikov ( Orange is the New Black ), Stevie Nicks ( AHS: COVEN ), Jade West ( Victorious ), Negan ( Walking Dead comics ), a countless amount of OC’s. These are all that I can currently remember at the moment but I have literally written as probably 200 characters through the years over various platforms. 

WOULD LIKE TO PLAY: I have been wanting to roleplay as The Devil ( Elizabeth Hurley ) from Bedazzled and a few other characters but I am set with just the ones I have right now I think haha TAGGED BY: @murdercapitalking

TAGGING: whoever wants to do this

[misericordae]

hetty for the oc thing!!

thank ya!!!!! 

Full Name: henrietta anita byrde, byrde’s not her legal surnameGender and Sexuality: cis girl. bi with a distaste for men Pronouns: she/her Ethnicity/Species: human, mexican-americanBirthplace and Birthdate: southern nebraska, march 14thGuilty Pleasures: she has a big crush on rudolph valentino and collects memorabilia related to him. she considers it Super Embarrassing Phobias: fire and wide open, flat spaces What They Would Be Famous For: her acting ability & and being such a good saleswoman What They Would Get Arrested For: being an absolute conwomanOC You Ship Them With: i ship hetty with a successful career and several pieces of pearl jewelry OC Most Likely To Murder Them: Whom Would Do Such A Thing (maybe the second o’rourke son)Favorite Movie/Book Genre: realistic fiction Least Favorite Movie/Book Cliche: A Man Repeatedly Asking A Woman Out Is Romantic And Not Creepy At All Talents and/or Powers: she’s incredibly cute and can convince people to buy things they don’t need in thirty seconds flat Why Someone Might Love Them: she is, again, incredibly cute, generally loyal, and kind to people when meeting them Why Someone Might Hate Them: she will not hesitate to use someone for their $$$$ or what they can get for her, and her current occupation relies on that How They Change: she gradually realizes that true emotional vulnerability will not be the death of herWhy You Love Them: she’s ride or die for her found family & generally a sweet girl 

[vivianrhopper85]

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Rudolph Valentino's Storied Estate Lands on the Market for $4.95M

  from http://www.realtor.com/news/celebrity-real-estate/rudolph-valentino-falcon-lair-estate/

from  OC Home Search - Blog http://theochomesearch.weebly.com/blog/untitled5258951

[mischievouslittlecreature]

Part 10: Red Right Hand

Fandom: Peaky Blinders

Pairing: Tommy Shelby x Grace Burgess x OC

Summary: Trouble comes to them in the form of a crate of stolen guns, a bloodthirsty inspector, and a blonde barmaid.

Word Count: 66,870

Notes: Takes place during the events of season 1. Please heed the warnings the can be found in the notes of each individual chapter. 

Previous Part • Series • Next Part

Chapter 1: In the Depths of Hell

Chapter 2: The Guns

Chapter 3: Singing in the Garrison

Chapter 4: Razor Blades

Chapter 5: Rudolph Valentino

Chapter 6: Already Broken

Chapter 7: Or the House Burns Down

Chapter 8: Do You Even Know the Word

Chapter 9: The Races

Chapter 10: Black Coat

Chapter 11: Liar

Chapter 12: Father

Chapter 13: The Sixth Chime

Chapter 14: Blinded

Chapter 15: Black Star

Chapter 16: Away it Goes 

Thank you for reading! Please consider leaving a comment, reblog, or like. I always appreciate feedback and love getting the opportunity to interact with you and hear your thoughts!

[ginger-grimm]

OC HALLOWEEN CHALLENGE 2019

Day 22: If Your OC Were Canon

So these are a few of many more edits I had already made for the story me and my friend are writing for The Umbrella Academy.

This is a little introduction to some (but not all) of the characters, including: Joy Hargreeves, Jinx Hargreeves, Jill Hargreeves, Aiden Calloway, Misty Ortiz, Rain Ortiz, Rudolph Valentino, Marc Evans, DJ Doiley

[ginger-grimm]

tell me about your tua ocs pls!

YES thank you sm. There's a lot of them (so if ur interested I'm currently reintroducing them in full detail if ur interest) so I will do a bit of a lightning round. They're all in the same story.

Joy Hargreeves. Can glamour herself into any person she wants. Was sent back in time by Five along with her siblings Jill and Jinx and returned a year later as a baby which is why she's 22. Aiden's eventual fiance. Mother to Cooper. Ballett dancer. Like Luther a lot but can't stand him.

Jill Hargreeves. Empath. Boxer. Pizza delivery girl. Lives with Diego in the boxing gym. Very blunt, seldom sweet.

Jinx Hargreeves. Pyrokineses. Socialy akward and clumsy as hell. In college to work with at risk youth. Loves fun prints and anything colorful. Very kind and trusting.

Aiden Calloway. Joy's boyfriend, then fiance. Father to Cooper. Eventual firefighter. Is turned into a vampire after a ritual to resurrect Cooper goes awry. Human embodiement of a golden retriever. Is from a rich household but lives in a van. Gives all of his allowance to charity.

Misty Ortiz. Crosses over from Riverdale. Succubus. Very good at hand-to-hand combat. Arrives in town with Benji and DJ.

Benji Monaghan. Hacker. Works for an underground organization. Sometimes helps the Hargreeves.

DJ Doiley. Djs on the weekends, is in college. Jinx's eventual boyfriend. Reeling from a past in a town of insanity.

Winter Lowery. One of the 43 who wasn't snatched up by Reginald. Cryokineses. Best friends with Jinx. Former stripper. Broke free from an abusive marriage. Works as a secretary alongside her siblings in her father's PI firm.

Rudolph Easton. Warlock. Helps Joy try to resurrect her son despite hesitations. Sells potions. Very much the patron saint of anyone supernatural. Foster father to Valentino.

Valentino DeJesus. Turns Aiden into a vampire because he knows his death hit Rudolph hard, only this makes Rudolph angrier. Is very much a neutral person, but often gets himself into trouble even if it's on accident.

Kyle Mori. DJ's half brother. The two only meet once he comes to the City. Film student. Best friends with Sam.

Sam Carter. Older bio brother of Jinx. Comes to the City to help Kyle with a project only to run into his brother, one he hadn't even known about.

[ginger-grimm]

🫂rudolph

Valentino. He was the first supernatural that Rudolph took in. He is his son, even if they're not blood related, he is his son. No matter how much he may screw up, he will always be. Their familial connection is unmatched and anyone who even dares touching Val, will probably not make it out alive.

[ginger-grimm]

for the father/father-figure ask game, whichever OC you want!!

I'm gonna pick Valentino DeJesus, and go in on his relationship with Rudolph Easton for a bit.

Valentino was turned into a vampire in the early 1900s, he had to leave his own family and friends behind. He was lonely, walking the streets of what used to be The City, when Rudolph found him wandering the streets.

He invited him to his home for a meal, and from then on a bond slowly started forming between them. Soon enough, Valentino lived in Rudolph's condo, and he was like his son.

Valentino was Rudolph's first supernatural runaway, and he never left his side. Rudolph protects Val with his entire being. Always has. He keeps his impulsiveness in check.

Rudolph can't have kids himself, but he is a great father figure regardless.

[ginger-grimm]

😎your tua ocs

Oooo, okay, so I haven't written too much for my TUA story (shame on me!) BUT, that just means this is a perfect opportunity for me to come up with lines to use later. So here it goes (bear with me):

Joy Hargreeves: "Oh, Luther, when will you get it? Dad is not someone to look up to. He isn't someone to aspire to be. He was a monster. Plain and simple. And I'm glad he's dead."

Jill Hargreeves: "One time I sucked up so many emotions, I passed out for a couple of hours. I met God. I really did."

Jinx Hargreeves: "I want to make a difference. My dad was an awful person. He didn't deserve kids. I want to at least try to make sure other kids don't end up like us."

Aiden Calloway: "Joy and Cooper are the best things that have ever happened to me. Cooper is dead because of me, and I just almost killed Joy. I don't deserve them."

Misty Ortiz: "Yes, you do, Aiden. You are the kindest man I have ever met. Well, more like the fifth kindest, but that still counts. You're gonna make it through this. I believe in you, bud."

DJ Doiley: "I just want to forget about the past. Move on. I am finally free to do whatever I want. And I am going to utilize that freedom to it's fullest potential."

Rudolph Easton: "Oh, sweetheart. I have been here for centuries, and I will be here longer than you could imagine. It gets lonely, but I haven't given up hope. I refuse to."

Valentino DeJesus: "I am a one-hundred and eighteen year old man, trapped inside the body of a twenty year old boy. My whole family is dead. My friends are dead. Rudolph, you are all I have. And I can't bear to lose you as a friend."

Sam Carter: "I don't want to go through live knowing that I had a brother that I never contacted. I don't like wasted potential."

Kyle Mori: "Dad didn't want me. But he wanted you. Why? Am I not good enough? I try."

[ginger-grimm]

Hello! I'm @oneirataxia-girl but you can just call me Alvita and I have you on my bingo card! So I've popped around on your blog and I noticed that you have a ton of TUA ocs! That's amazing! Can you tell me a bit about some of them?

Hey hi! Nice to meet you Alvita, my name is Anna! I'm glad you are interested. I have already answered for most of them in this post, however, I have a couple left that I haven't gotten to discuss so let me do that here!

We have DJ Doiley (who is Dilton Doiley from Riverdale, but my version is related to two of my Riverdale OCs, long story lol). Anyway, after graduating High School, DJ skips town with his cousin Benji and his friend Misty. They end up in The City where DJ is still reeling from his past when he is introduced to Jinx Hargreeves through Benji and the operation he works for. The two start having feelings for each other which are complicated by the impending end of the world. He is a part-time DJ while also attending college. DJ is sweet and soft-spoken but also troubled by a past in a town corrupted with crime and murder. He loves nature, science, playing board games. He's gay but didn't admit this to himself till his senior year in High School.

There is also Valentino DeJesus who is Rudolph's apprentice/confidant/honorary son. He was turned into a vampire in the 1920s and shortly afterward found and taken in by Rudolph. Valentino is eager to please and always tries to help which often bites him in the ass whenever he screws up. Most of the time Rudolph can look past his mistakes, but when Valentino turns Aiden into a vampire to try and cheer Rudolph up after he accidentally almost killed him, Rudolph gets so mad at him he kicks him out and only lets him back in when they realize the world is ending and they need to find a way to stop it. Valentino is kind and welcoming but also a bit of a troublemaker because he never truly thinks anything through.

Next, we have Sam Carter and Kyle Mori, who are Jinx Hargreeves and DJ Doiley's biological brother and half-brother respectively. Neither of them knew of the existence of their brothers until the almost end of the world and they travel to The City to get to know them. They also knew Misty's older sister Rain from their time at boarding school. Sam was born just over a year before Jinx and his mom never told him about the brother she gave away for adoption. He is a film student and is considering moving from NYC to The City to work with his old friend Kyle. Kyle was born to Daryl Doiley and an affair he had a couple of years before DJ was born and given up for adoption. He was raised in NYC but moved to The City in his early twenties to work on movie sets.

These are some of the ones I have as well. Valentino, Sam, and Kyle aren't totally developed but hopefully, I will get back into it soon!

[ginger-grimm]

OC TROPE CHALLENGE

Day 7.5: Pick Any Trope That Wasn’t Listed! - Odd Friendship aka a Human Disaster Goofball and a former Pageant Queen turned Gang Member turned Succubus become friends somehow and nobody expected it.

When Misty first arrived at the Hargreeves house after Reginald Hargreeve’s funeral she hadn’t expected a twenty-something-year-old dude to pull up in the driveaway and trip out of his van. 

She hadn’t expected to befriend that mess of a human being. Not on a more intense level than an allyship. But here they were. Aiden freshly turned into a vampire, almost having killed Joy. He waned to run. She needed to stop him. If Aiden ran now, he’d never come back. He’d never forgive himself. And he and Joy would never mend their relationship. Misty had known Aiden for four years now and he deserved more than being stuck in darkness for the rest of his life.

“This is my fault,” Aiden said, his voice barely audible.

Misty pulled Aiden into a hug. “No, it’s not. You don’t have this under control and we can work on that.”

Aiden pulled away from her. “How? Do you know of any vampires in town? Because I don’t. I’m alone in this. I just almost killed Joy! I ruined her life.”

“That is not true!” Misty insisted. Some people in the hallway turned to them and Misty pulled him into a more quiet corner, a sigh escaping her lips. “Look, I hate to say this, but this is just as much Joy’s fault as it is yours. She played with fire and now she got burned. I like her, she’s a great person, but she brought this on herself.”

Aiden shook his head. “Your just saying that because we’re friends. And because you want to stop me from taking off.”

“Maybe. But that doesn’t mean there isn’t any truth to what I say. I know you love Joy, and I love that you do, but she got you into this mess. And you didn’t attack her for no reason. You have resentment. But that still doesn’t mean that you should run.”

“Then what do you want me to do?”

Misty threw her hands up. “You’ve been pining for this girl for five years and counting. Then you had her. And you had your baby. And then it all slipped out of your fingers. I don’t think you’ve actually taken a break and a day for yourself in forever.”

She took his hand and the started walking out of the hospital. “What I want you to do, is go off the grid for a couple of days. Maybe even weeks. I want you to take some time for yourself. To figure your new life out. And when you have some more control you can come back and work out your issues with Joy. Alright?”

Aiden nodded. “But I still don’t know who to ask about this stuff.”

“I think I do,” Misty told him. His look urged her to go on. “Rudolph Easton. His protegé Valentino is a vampire. He can even walk in the sun. They’re bound to know something. I heard Rudolph likes to take in supernaturals who don’t know where to go.”

“Okay,” he nodded again. “Okay, yeah you’re right. This is gonna be good for me. And Jill and Jinx will keep an eye on Joy. It’s going to be fine.”

“I know it will be,” Misty smiled at him.

Aiden patted Misty’s arms. “Thank you for being my friend. I don’t really have any others.”

Misty nodded at him. “Of course.”

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