#oc: sean williams

[regenesisverselandwhatever]

OC-TOBER DAY 21: YOUR OC WITH THEIR FAVORITE CHARACTER

Lowkey I think Adeline would very much kin Anya from Mouthwashing- hence why I drew this for today :D

I guess you could say this is Mouthwashing fanart, idk

Also, here���s the writing part for today!

I didn’t introduce him yet but all my homies hate Sean in this house

[blazefirefox]

yippee here's the second part of this!

here's the rules from last time

this includes some OCs that I have not revealed yet

this also includes scenarios from the DOAI sitcom au

this also includes ocs from my dear friend @mapalssyrup's au, Bleeding From Every Orifice (‼️which I do not own‼️)

the memes from said AU will be labeled with BFEO and the ones from the sitcom au will be labeled, well, sitcom au

when someone is labeled "Mortimer Gray", it was mortimer when he was human, and when it's just "Mortiemer", that's when he's veldigunified(tm)

same applies for Alex

good night tri-state area

[sparrowsingsstories]

For @bokatan - the section of Fly Away Little Bird that first mentions Reed. I am thinking there will be at least one more section...maybe two...or four...during the BOS section. We'll see!

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“You look like shit.”

“You broke two finger. Punch like little kid.”

“What do you know about punching?”

“More'n you. Raf taught.”

Sean and Emma stared at each other and then grinned. He had put her on the bottom bunk and it smelled like him and made her want to cuddle the pillow. Which wouldn't be wise with her arm wrapped and strapped with metal that bent at the elbow and held her bones still. And she didn't even want to think about trying to curl up with her sore ribs.

“If you could punch, why didn't you?”

“Knew somebody come. In airport. BOS evry'where. Can't spit not hit one.”

Sean chuckled. “True. Nobody noticed at first because it was so quiet an attack, but the first one there was some guard named Reed. His dog got a good bite on the guy who was punching you the most. Big fella, Reed and his dog, but that's besides the point.”

“How you hurt self?”

“Cause I then punched that ass who was hurting you. The punched another guy. But it was at a bad angle.”

Sean's right hand had two fingers in little braces and were wrapped. He frowned at his wrapped hand. “How am I supposed to thank Reed properly if my hand is like this? This is my good hand.”

“Use mouth?”

“Emma!” Sean gasped, injured hand patting at his chest like he was some old lady. “I am so proud of you!”

He wiped a tear from his face.

“You such smart ass.”

“You love me.”

“Yeah. Do. Love lots. You friend. You brother. Would not want be here if no Sean.”

Sean sat down on the bottom bunk and leaned back, pulling her gently against his side. It was cramped, but she didn't care. She pressed against Sean's side and closed her eyes. Maybe he'd let her sleep like this for just a little bit.

Just…just a little bit…

He held her all night.

[meettpl]

the band’s favorite foods

[fairy-writes]

fairy's fics for gaza

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Grimm (NBC): Nick Burkhardt, Hank Griffin, Sean Renard, Drew Wu, Monroe

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Moriarty the Patriot: William James Moriarty, Albert James Moriarty, Louis James Moriarty, Sherlock Holmes, Mycroft Holmes, Fred Porlock, Sebastian Moran, James Bonde

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[remembrancer-of-heresy]

Feast

AU Reverse Therapy

Previous Part: Tenderness

Summary: The Feast is coming and Malina has to take part in it.

Pairing: Chaos!Lamenter/fem!OC/Chaos!Flesh Tearer

Characters: Malina (fem!OC), Luka The Angel (OC Chaos Lamenter), Virgil (OC Chaos Flesh Tearer)

Warnings: yandere, violence, torture, cannibalism, forced stolkhom syndrome, dubcon, noncon

Word count: 8515

Author's note: This is the first time I've written such a huge post. Gods of Chaos know, I adore this trio. I will continue to write about these guys, but drabbles.

And special thanks to @kit-williams who helped me to write smut part!

Song: London After Midnight - Love You To Death (feat. Sean Brennan)

Tag List: @druidwolf21, @pluvio-tea

“A feast?” - the girl asked, puzzled, sitting on Luka’s bed. He was sitting next to her, wringing his fingers in anticipation. Just like Malina, he was listening attentively to Virgil.

“Yes, it’s something like a celebration after a mission well accomplished.” - the man chuckled, looking seriously at the Lamenter. - “Only the top brass and distinguished warriors are allowed into the most important halls. As an incentive for their merits. And I’ll finally be able to take Luka with me.”

“Oh, congratulations.” - the girl smiled happily at the blond.

“Thank you.” - the space marine immediately scratched his nose in embarrassment. - “But this wouldn’t have happened if it weren’t for you. Your kindness and beauty… um, the Emperor, our joint prayers… only thanks to this I became a better person.”

Vergil only rolled his eyes at this bravado. Partly it was so. With the arrival of the girl, Luka really did become a better person. But Virgil couldn't help but notice that the Lamenter had become much more accustomed to attacking mortals. And if before he had limited himself to the flesh of adult bastards, now he had switched to younger and more innocent meat.

“I'm glad to hear it.” - the girl immediately leaned her back against the wall. - “But I think you exaggerate my merits too much. You've always been a great warrior. And you yourself mentioned that Virgil was your mentor.”

“Yes, he fell on my head.” - the veteran snorted, stretching his shoulders. - “That's not all. You're coming with us.”

The girl thought for a second that the air had been sucked out of her. She looked in amazement at the smiling weeper, then at the serious dismemberer. “But I can't leave the quarters. Can I?”

“Can't. But this is a special evening. And you'll be with us. No one will touch you.” - Virgil grinned carnivorously. - “Let them just try.”

“If you’re scared on the way, close your eyes.” - Luka was almost wagging his tail like a puppy, unable to contain his joy. - “Although no, you still shouldn’t open your eyes. It’s pretty dirty here and a vulnerable girl like you might get scared. And I’ll carry you.”

Malina was fiddling with her fingers excitedly. The sudden opportunity to leave the quarters was terrifying. The very thought that she would have to step into unfamiliar territory. Where the screams were coming from… was incredibly frightening.

But did she have a choice? She wasn’t asked, she was simply presented with an accomplished fact. Moreover, she wanted to support Luka. And Virgil said that it was a holiday. She always liked saints’ holidays in the agro-world. She wanted to like this one too.

“Fine.” - the girl whispered. But the men no longer listened to her, arguing about how much food the mourner could take into the room.

***

The quarters were lit up with Terran solar time. Malina didn't know if it was set up that way or if Virgil and Luka had set it up for the girl. After all, the Astartes were almost mythical figures in the Imperium. It was almost surprising that she had managed to relax in such unusual company for all her time here.

The girl was about to go to bed, as soon as the lights went out except for a couple of lamps, when Virgil approached her.

"Don't go to bed. We're just going to the Feast now. You'll get some sleep tomorrow."

Malina just nodded, allowing the massive hand to pull her away from the cozy bed. Allowing herself to be led to the iron door. The last time she came this close to it, there was a blood stain here. Here, a young boy had begged her to save him. And now she would go outside.

"Come on," the lamenter abruptly lifted the girl by the waist, pressing her to himself almost in a wedding style. The girl blushed, hiding her face in Luka's chest. He and Virgil were in their everyday clothes without armor. - "Close your eyes and don't open them until I tell you, okay? You can even close your ears."

There was no need to repeat. As soon as Virgil opened the door, the girl immediately closed her eyes and ears, pressing herself against the Space Marine's chest. But even so, she could still smell the smells. The smells of blood and dirt. And from some rooms, the smell of excrement and dope was clearly coming.

This time, there were no screams except for a couple of rooms. And still, the feeling of otherworldly cold frightened Malina. She wanted to return to the room as soon as possible. The girl did not try to remember which paths they took. She would not take a step outside the quarters without Luka and Virgil.

But at some point, everything changed abruptly. There were too many smells. The room was filled with a hubbub that she was not used to. Malina trembled, clinging to Luka. She wasn't ready for the Feast, she didn't want to be here. But the Astartes only nuzzled the top of her head. "We're here. Open your eyes."

And she obeyed, as always.

She had never seen such a spacious hall as this one in her life. It could easily accommodate up to a thousand people. And to Malina's even greater horror, there were about 30 Space Marines and even more mortals. Although only a few of them behaved relaxed next to the Astartes. The others were clearly acting as slaves.

The portholes were completely closed, blocking the starry sky from view. The entire floor was strewn with pillows and blankets of rich embroidery. Red fabrics hung from the walls, and on certain ledges, in addition to the switched on lamps, candles were lit. And yet, despite the brightness, the hall was quite dark.

Food and drinks were scattered in the very center and in certain corners. The variety was amazing. Malina loved her food on the ship. Porridge with additives, hot soup and a favorite fruit drink. And was sure that the local serfs (or rather slaves) did not eat as well as she did. But the girl didn't know even half of the dishes prepared for the Feast.

The whole hall exudes luxury, bohemianism and hedonism. Things that the Astartes were not associated with at all.

The guests who had arrived were sitting at a distance, each in their own corner. Some were sipping hookahs, while others were getting drunk. But the one who stood out the most was the huge Space Marine in the center loge. The man was a real giant, towering over all the Astartes. And to her amazement, Malina recognized signs of obesity in some parts of the body. But the most prominent part of the body was in the form of a disfigured jaw with long fangs. Which he sank into a piece of meat.

The mortal woman sitting next to her, judging by her uniform and behavior, was the captain of the ship. Thin as a skeleton, there was not a single hair on her. There were bruises under her eyes from lack of sleep. And despite her sickly appearance, she held herself much more confidently and relaxed than Malina herself. Not to mention that judging by the way the two were talking, the woman was clearly not afraid to be cheeky to the space marines themselves.

“Wll, now give it to me here,” the veteran made a corresponding gesture with his hands. “Bacchus was just about to talk to you, so go to him.”

“Eh? Don’t tell me that the Voracious One wants to play as a mentor and talk about my future?” - seeing the flesh tearer’s smile, Luka groaned. - “Fine. Malina, I need to talk to our leader now. You’ll be scared of him, so go with Virgil. I’ll be soon.”

Malina only moaned in response, finding herself in Virgil’s arms. He immediately led her further into the hall while the clearly upset mourner headed towards the Astartes leader. Eventually, the space marine stopped near the loge. It was secluded enough that no one could interfere with them. And in the wall there was a round depression, reminiscent of a burrow. The curtain attached nearby clearly hinted that the person who decided to climb into the “hole” did not want to be disturbed. Malina desperately wanted to hide in the very depths, but instead the veteran placed her next to him on the pillows.

“This is our place, girl. No one will touch you if you stay in this loge.” - the veteran said, pushing the hookah closer to himself. Several dozen drugs were bubbling in the device, just waiting to be tried. - “You can take whatever you want, don't be shy.”

And there was something to take. In addition to the hookah and several packs of drugs waiting for the dismemberer, a whole buffet was set up on the bed. Malina had never seen such an abundance of fruits and sweets, fried meat and drinks in her life. Some of them were clearly alcohol. The girl tried not to pay attention to the torture devices that had also been prepared. Judging by what she had managed to notice, such devices were placed in each of the five loges. Most of the space marines were content with simple "seats" in the hall.

The realization that Virgil and now Luka were not the last people on the ship confused Malina. And she immediately grabbed the first thing she saw. A small beige cookie. Her parents were not exactly poor. The girl ate well and could afford clothes. And yet, they could not afford sweets, unlike the governor. But now she can try the once unavailable food.

“Where is all this from?” - the girl involuntarily asked, unable to tear her eyes away from the abundance of everything around her.

“Mmm, from the warehouses of the imperial worlds. Well, and some from the rogue traders. These scums have plenty of utensils for such entertainment.” - the veteran inhaled steam, sending a ring of smoke into the mortal's face, which made her cough. - “But we, the Emperor's Angels, need it more, don't you think? We must rest after a duty is done.”

“Yes, we need it more.” - Malina said, continuing to examine the cookies. She didn't want to look at the hall. And Virgil was clearly going to relax on drugs after months of hard battles. It was even unusual to see him in such a calm state. But she didn't want to breathe the same air as him.

Turning the cookies in different directions, Malina still decided to bite off a small part. The taste was sweet. Really sweet. The girl chewed as slowly as possible, trying to remember this unique taste. Before she ate another piece. It was absolutely delicious and she moaned from pleasure. But if she had any thoughts about trying all the dishes, they instantly evaporated when Malina finally glanced at the neighboring loge.

Another space marine was preparing tools on his knees, more suitable for construction work. He hummed, sharpening the blades. While two slaves kneeling nearby, whining, thin from hunger, looked greedily at the food. Waiting for their master to allow them to enjoy the food. If he allowed it at all. Looking closely, the girl realized with disgust that the slaves were still children.

Malina immediately looked down at her knees. She just needed to survive this night. The Feast would end and everything would be as before. She just needed to wait.

***

“Son, I knew from the first day that you would join our ranks. You were born to be a traitor, ha.” - Bacchus the Gluttonous laughed massively, causing his jaw to make a strange turn. - “Virgil is a good mentor. I hope he does not offend you too much?”

“No, sir.” - Luka pouted, watching the former Space Wolf gobble up the fried tyranid meat with both cheeks. The lamenter would have preferred raw, but alas, he was not offered even that piece. He was hungry.

“Really? And allows you to rob mortals? He is a real neat freak.”

“Within reason. I only have to not clutter the room.”

“Does he often give slaves for food? You are always hungry here.” - the man continued to listen attentively to the young lad, licking the bone. Despite his shabby appearance and cheeky behavior, there was a cunning look in his eyes.

“I hunt on the lower levels. You know these mutants, they breed constantly.”

“And he lets you touch your girl?”

“I don’t need his permission! She’s mine! I saved her! I’m her Angel!” - Luka perked up with irritation, which made his voice rise. But Bacchus only laughed at the excited mourner. The former Space Wolf adored this boy. But Captain Sever immediately hissed at the young traitor.

“Luka, watch your language. How do you talk to the commander?” - the woman’s creaky voice resembled the blade of a dagger. And she herself, sharp and prickly, looked angrily at the hunched over space marine.

“M'sorry, Eurydice.” - Luka sighed, looking away from the hairless woman. Just recently he had only made her laugh, and now she was building him up again. How difficult it was to deal with her at times. But Sever was the best in her field, and Bacchus demanded only respect for the mortal voidborn.

“You shouldn’t be so strict with the boy, Eurydice. I’m even touched by such love,” Captain Sever only rolled her eyes at the grinning Voracious. “An angel, you say? Hah, indeed. We are all the Emperor’s angels here. You especially.”

A sudden flicker and a light mist released into the air announced the beginning of the Feast. Luka shifted awkwardly on the floor, hoping to leave the boring conversation as soon as possible. While he listened to Bacchus’ wishes and Eurydice’s instructions, Malina was all alone. Yes, Virgil was with her. But that was not enough.

The Lamenter almost saw the girl crying from fear before his eyes. Curled up on her side like a kitten. So defenseless and beautiful. He could already hear her quietly calling for her Angel. He should have been protecting her and feeding her from his hand, but instead he was chilling here. Why? Why?

“Patience, Luka. I will let you go soon.” - Bacchus smiled softly, quietly chuckling at the nervousness and growing excitement of the Lamenter. - “Especially since Baphomet has finally finished all the preparations.”

At the same moment, a clawed finger tapped on the vox, calling all the guests to attention.

“It is time for the Feast. It is time to praise true power in the Galaxy.” - a soft voice carried over the vox like a love song. Baphomet loved to draw out words, irritating everyone around him. But not today. - “Then let us enjoy the feast that the servants of the False Emperor have so kindly prepared for us.”

One word, one push of the lever, and the main dish of the day was served to the hall. The captured servants of the Corpse on the Throne. Not just common soldiers or civilians. But the higher-ups. Priests, Sisters of Battle, Mechanicus. Even Astartes. Some were not destined to survive this evening. But other prisoners were not so lucky.

Some of the prisoners were brought in by servitors, tied to beds. Others were in cages. The wildest and most unfortunate were lowered into the hall on hooks. Screaming and crying, they swung through the air like lamps.

Baphomet loved mind games. His best device was to give a prisoner the illusion of freedom. In stasis, he lived out the life after a supposedly successful escape from the Red Corsairs. The prisoners believed that they had lived for decades, some even hundreds. Until Baphomet tore them out of stasis, taking them to the Feast. Their suffering, their pain and torment. Their hunger for illusion was the main food for the Immaterium.

Luke couldn't help but lick his lips as he saw the Ultramarine screaming in pain. The poor guy had lost all his limbs and felt more helpless than ever. Perhaps if the mourner asks nicely, Bacchus will allow him to eat him? He must satisfy his hunger for blood before he comes to Malina. And then he will satisfy a completely different kind of hunger.

***

Malina pressed her hands to her ears, trying to drown out all the sounds. But there were too many mortal captives. Too many for their cries and screams to penetrate her brain. Accusing and humiliating them for the fact that while they were suffering, she was basking on soft pillows. Eating and drinking as much as she wanted. She was not beaten, raped or tortured.

But if she left the loge, if she showed disobedience. No, if she showed hatred for her protectors, she would find herself among this hubbub. Malina began to cry, repeating the saving mantra to herself. She loved Luka and Virgil. They were her Angels. They were the Emperor's warriors. She had to believe in this no matter what happened. Then she would not find herself among these unfortunates. Her skin would not be torn off alive, they would not be devoured with a smile on her face.

Malina herself did not notice how she opened her eyes and again fixed her gaze on the neighboring loge. The Space Marine still allowed the children to eat. But he himself took advantage of their helplessness. And next to him on the table with fruit, a crippled monk was already tied up, screaming curses from the impossibility of saving the children.

The cannibal bastard, who felt someone else's gaze, immediately turned all his attention to Malina. Licking his bloody lips, he winked at her before again pouncing on the hand of the little boy, who was crying bitterly. At the same moment, the little girl, waiting for her turn, looked at Malina. She asked for help and condemned her with just one look.

It was unbearable.

Abruptly and without warning, Malina felt her hands being pulled away from her ears. A rasping voice whispered lies into her ear, trying to calm her. "The traitors of the Imperium got what they deserved."

Malina sobbed. She was a traitor to the Imperium. While His servants suffered. But she did not want to join them. She did not. She trembled as massive hands wrapped around her shoulders. The fear that Virgil might punish her robbed the mortal of her sanity.

“N-no, please. I-I’ll be good. I’ll be good.” - Malina burst into tears, not knowing whether she wanted to push the space marine away or cling to him. Breaking down from helplessness, the girl nevertheless pressed herself against the stunned veteran’s chest, clinging to his clothes with her nails like a drowning woman.

“Malina, stop.” - the flesh tearer awkwardly stroked the girl’s shoulders. He clearly hadn’t expected such a reaction and couldn’t fully understand how to react. The mourner was better at calming down damsels in distress. Virgil was much better at driving girls crazy. - “You’re good already. Don’t be hysterical. Stop it.”

The man immediately took a glass from the table, running his eyes over the bottles while the girl continued to snore on his chest. Finally, having mixed Malina’s favorite fruit drink and amasec, he gently grabbed the girl's head as best he could. And he brought the glass to her lips, waiting for her to open her mouth. “Come on, if you’re such an obedient girl, drink it. It will make you feel better.”

The girl sobbed, but that was enough. The veteran poured the glass into the girl, not sparing a drop. Malina didn’t even have time to take a sip, which is why the alcohol simply poured out onto her chin. Tears ran down her cheeks indiscriminately, but she continued to drink, waiting for this torture to end. As soon as Virgil removed the glass, Malina immediately began to sharply inhale air. Not even a minute had passed, and her mind was already clouded by the amasec.

“What a good girl,” the flesh tearer praised, admiring how beautifully the red color looked on her olive skin. But he was not going to hurt Malina. No. But the thought of pouring the blood of an unfortunate slave or a worthy enemy on her beat in his brain with intense force.

Alas, but seeing Baphomet finally come to the hall, the dismemberer sighed. Virgil knew that he could hope for Malina's prudence, and yet this was her first Feast. She needed to get used to such holidays, which meant he needed to keep an eye on her. Fortunately, such a ritual did not require open worship of the Chaos Gods from the Space Marines. This was done for them on other levels, openly offering prayers and asking for more strength.

“I need to go to our Apothecary and talk about an important matter.” - the veteran poked the tired mortal in the nose. - “Stay here and wait. Do not go anywhere.”

At first, Malina didn't even understand Virgil's words. She just stupidly watched as the flesh tearer left the loge. Until he disappeared into the fog. The girl groaned and lay down on the pillows, clutching her stomach. Amasek hit her head hard, but even he couldn't drown out the screams of the victims. She wanted to sleep.

She didn't know how long she lay like that. At some point, it seemed to her that someone was calling her. Hurrying to her with all his might, hoping to save her from this nightmare. But this is such stupidity. There is no escape from this nightmare. She was left alone. Buried in a feeling of despair and guilt.

Suddenly, the girl felt someone grab her by the armpits and carry her away. Malina immediately screamed, trying to push the kidnapper away from her. "No, no! Virgil! Virgil! Luka!" The captive, realizing that she had been thrown into a hole on soft blankets and pillows, curled up into a ball and closed her eyes.

“Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid.” - a familiar voice caressed her soothingly, as did a warm hand on her cheek. - “I’m here, I’m with you. Your angel will always protect you.”

There was no point in guessing who had hidden the girl from the chaos that reigned in the hall. Malina opened her eyes and let out a weak, frightened moan. Luka was clearly trying to wipe someone else’s blood from his face, but he couldn’t get it all off his mouth. This look contrasted with his soft smile.

“L-Luka, I-” - the girl blinked rapidly, trying to shake off unwanted tears. Malina didn’t know what she wanted to say. She didn’t know what she wanted to do. Should she pull away from the man or, on the contrary, throw herself into his arms? It didn’t matter what she wanted, she had to do the latter.

“I’ve come. Everything is fine. Sorry I was gone for so long. You were so scared, weren't you? Cruel punishment for heretics is part of the Feast. I should have warned you." - the man carefully wiped away the tears until his finger fell on the captive's lower lip. With each passing second, the pupils absorbed the blue of her eyes more and more. - "But now you're with me, I'll take care of you. Do you know why?"

"W-why?" - the girl sobbed. From the touching laughter of Luka lying above her, her whole back was covered in goosebumps. It seemed to be the same wonderful and kind laugh as the boy next door. But why does it exude such gloom? Such an obsession.

"Oh, my beloved. Because" - Luka gently leaned towards the girl's face, filling her entire visible view. She could not see anything except his madness. - "Angel loves you."

One moment and the mourner's lips immediately covered Malina's. The girl squealed in shock, which made Luka even more excited. Almost growling, he kneaded her lips without asking for more. Trying to put all the confession, all the feelings that had previously boiled in him into their first kiss. Now he could not restrain himself, not deceive his beloved. Now they would really be together.

Malina just lay there, stunned, unable to move. All the fears, all the guesses about the strange behavior of the space marines turned out to be true. But she could not even imagine that they would give themselves away so soon. To tell the truth, she hoped that this would never happen. But seeing a strip of saliva as soon as Luka tore himself away from her lips, she realized how naive she had been.

“Malina? A-are you alright?” - the young man worried, seeing the absolute horror on the girl’s face. He didn’t even understand why she was afraid.

“Y-yes. Alright. But you, you’re an Astartes.” - the girl’s tongue was twisted, she didn’t know what she wanted to tell Luka. Why was she clinging to the past? She needed to accept their “Imperial Truth” if she wanted to survive. - “Can Astartes really-”

“Of course! Think about it, would the God-Emperor deprive his Angels of such a beautiful feeling as love?” - Luka smiled happily. His face was filled with such adoration, which only made the girl even more taken aback. - “I love you, Malina. I have always loved you and will love you. You were sent to me by higher powers. I will kill everyone for you, I will devour every innocent soul just so that you will always be with me.”

The Astartes' voice dropped a lower octave, sounding less human with each dark promise he made. The girl only whined louder from such a confession. She felt that everything Luka said was true. And even if after the Feast little would change in her life, and she would always be protected. It was too much! Too much for her. To accept such feelings. To accept the death of innocents that would be on her shoulders.

But she had not opened the door to that boy. Even though he begged her. Even though he was also a prisoner, a loyal Imperial. Unlike her. She had no choice then, what choice did she have now? Did she want to be among the screaming victims? And Luka was ready to protect her here and now. He loved her. And Virgil cared about her.

Maybe she should stop resisting?

“Do you love me?” Luka nuzzled the girl’s cheek like a puppy. His blue eyes looked expectantly at Malina. And to her horror and disgust, she knew that her next answer was true.

“I-I love you.” - the girl barely exhaled before her lips attacked with renewed vigor. And if the first time Luka clearly held back, now he terrorized her.

The lamenter attacked her lips with renewed fervor. If earlier he held back just so as not to scare Malina. Now he was going to take complete control over her and leave marks all over her insides. It wasn’t even difficult for Luka to spread her lips with his tongue. With each clumsy but furious movement, he moaned into her mouth.

“You’re sweet, sweet like a berry. Like blood. And all mine.”

The girl blinked hard, hoping not to cry again from fear of such obsession. Malina watched as the lamenter, without breaking away from the kiss, awkwardly placed his hand on her chest. He immediately opened his eyes and pulled away from her, breathing heavily. Luka carefully kneaded the soft flesh a couple of times with curiosity like a ball. Before his hands found the buttons on the girl's shirt.

“I-I, I’ve been thinking about this for so long. Dreaming about this connection.” - the Astartes swallowed. His thumbs were struggling with the buttons, but to Luka’s credit, he wasn’t about to rip Malina’s clothes off yet. - “You-you’ll like it. I’ll be gentle. I WANT to be gentle. I-I’ll try. We’re going to be together forever, but this time has to be special, right?”

It was all happening too fast. Too suddenly, and the pressure with which Luka attacked Malina was terribly strong. She didn’t even have time to fully feel her feelings when Luka got rid of the top of her clothes. Shame, fear, embarrassment. Her whole world turned into mush. But she had to come back to reality again when the angel’s mouth completely grabbed her right breast.

“Oh,” - the girl immediately squealed, moving away from the blond. But a strong hand grabbed her by the back of her head which stopped her weak efforts. Luka did not give her freedom of action, completely controlling the process. He slobbered and sucked her tender breast with zealous hunger and such persistence that it even caught her. The pleasure was slow to grow but Malina could feel it gathering between her legs, but as soon as he tore his lips away from the breast, the growing pleasure melted away and Malina's hair immediately stood on end. Her entire chest turned blue from the hickey as if she had been hit.

"Your breasts are so small." - the eager Lamenter whispered enthusiastically, looking at the girl's stomach until his fingers reached her hips. - "It's so charming. You are charming."

But no matter how pleasant Luka's praises were, all this disappeared with the sharp intrusion of a finger into her pussy. Malina grimaced and groaned in pain, her hands shot to his shoulders, nails digging in as the pain was clear on her face. Luka’s fingers were too much… too dry to push in so eagerly and it hurt her. Luka could not stop the sad, almost puppylike, look on his face at her reaction. Even still he looked at her expressive face and he was so enchanted by how she looked up at him.

"Don't, please, it hurts." - tears rolled helplessly down her cheeks. The delicate folds squeezed, trying to push away the rough flesh. She could not stop herself from pulling away as pain drove her actions but Luka kept her in place.

“Sorry, but it will only hurt more. Virgil said that I need to stretch you and then everything will be fine.” - the Astartes kissed the girl on the nose before muttering. - “Although I have never seen him do it himself. Do I need to start right away?” There was a dangerous undertone to his eager ask if he could start right away.

“No!” She nearly screamed as her eyes went wide as she hoped he couldn’t smell her fear. With a trembling hand she placed a palm on Luka’s cheek, watching his eyes focus on her face like she was a mouse being hunted by a cat. She watched his nose flair as he inhaled through his nostrils. His movements stilled as Malina swallowed, finding her voice, “J-just slow down… I need to prepare, Please.”

The flush on Luka’s cheeks was the only note of his embarrassment but Luka was a good soldier when it came to learning a new skill. He was especially dedicated in learning this as it was his beloved Malina that needed him to hone this skill to pleasure her. Luka finally acquired a slow soothing even tempo and much to her shame she could feel her arousal growing. Her head resting on his chest as she could hear her own soft breathing as her body enjoyed the intrusion. She was already thinking about pleasuring herself by reaching for her clitoris and helping this along but sadly that wasn’t fated to come true. She tensed hearing the Astartes growl above her. Luka couldn’t restrain himself any longer the pressure in his groin was too much, he could feel himself salivate as he pulled the finger free of her warm walls and pushed it into his maw. Luka moaned as he cleaned his finger and he couldn’t wait any longer. He could not stop repeating his apology while he pulled his clothes off. 

Malina flinched away as he pulled back slightly, stripping himself free of his clothes. His body was scarred and clearly that of a warrior that the angelic face of his hid. He continued his weak apologies, “I can’t, I can’t. I want to be inside you, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” - Luka positioned himself between her thighs, she whined and flinched at the throbbing flesh pressing against her, ignoring Malina’s weak sobs, looking soothingly at her stomach. - “It will be better next time. Just relax, alright?”

Malina shuddered internally at Luka's words. This was only the beginning, she guessed. But hearing that the Lamenter would take her to bed more than once. At that moment, she felt so helpless and pathetic as never before. The fear of invasion overwhelmed her. She felt that she could no longer restrain herself. It did not matter whether the Astartes would get angry or not. She was scared. 

"Luka, wait, wait! Stop!" - the girl pressed her palms to the Space Marine's shoulders, almost pushing him away. - "I c-can't, I'm scared! I've never... I-I'm a virgin."

Maybe she expected pity from him? Or was she still afraid of his anger? But Luka's warming eyes and the death grip of his hands on her hips were the best answer. Malina did not stop him with her confession. She excited him.

"It's a sign. It's a sign! We're meant to be together." The warrior cooed over her, pressing his cock harder and harder against her lower lips. "Don't be afraid, I'm your savior. Relax. Relax.”

She tried, she really did. The girl really tried to relax and let the natural lubrication help in the penetration. But it still hurts. Too much pain. Luka moaned openly, experiencing the soft body. He tried to move slowly, giving his beloved a chance to get used to him. But the soft folds wrapped around his member like a warm embrace. Like a home. And as soon as he cut through the fabric, pushing her virgin body to its limit, and felt the metallic scent of blood, he exhaled furiously.

The Lamenters were much better at resisting the Black Rage. Although in extreme situations, even they were not able to cope with it. This happened to Luka, when he tore his brothers apart with his own hands. Now he was a slave to the Blood Thirst. But the smell of the girl's blood... it was metallic, unremarkable. But it was the blood of his Malina. And it spilled in such a humane way.

Luka himself did not notice how he increased the pace, pounding harder into the pliable body. She was tight, warm, alive. And although he heard her crying from afar, the Astartes knew that it would not last long. Soon he would see her gentle smile again. Soon she would invite him to bed herself. Soon, soon.

Malina was already openly crying at this point. Trying to hide her suffering was useless. She just wanted him to come out of her. But as soon as Luka awkwardly leaned towards her face, she immediately hugged him around the neck, pressing herself against his hard body. She wanted him to stop this torture so much.

“Please, please, slow down.” - she raised her head, kissing the angel’s chin. He immediately blushed at her antics. - “Angel, don’t hurt me.” She begged so pitifully.

Luka breathed hard through his nose. His eyes bulged as he stared at her. He looked like an animal, feral and wild. But at least he slowed down. Malina winced, resting her head on his shoulder as if seeking protection. Luka, entranced by her movement, slowly rocked his hips, but even so, it was too difficult for her to get used to his size. Malina felt how her whole being resisted Luka and prayed that he would not tear her apart. But for now, albeit with difficulty, the Lamenter held back his urges.

For some time, she pressed her forehead against the other’s shoulder, softly and breathlessly thanking him for moving slowly, unknowingly enamoring Luka more and more to the idea she was his soft and gentle thing, until one movement hit the right spot. For the first time, moaning not only from pain, Malina looked at Luka. He looked excitedly into her brown eyes, moving in the right direction again. The next sigh only gave him a stronger desire to speed up despite Malina's whining.

But he was no longer listening to her.

It seemed that they were both lost in the emotions and feelings that had engulfed them. Only moans and sounds of flesh on flesh were heard. Luka was enjoying this. He was enjoying every moment, every new sensation from how his cock was thrusting into her cervix. Enjoying the closeness with the girl. How her hair and arms were scattered on the pillows. How her breasts were bouncing. How her closed eyes and parted lips expressed pure bliss. She looked like an angel. And the knowledge that this was only the beginning only drove Luka crazy, causing drool to drip freely from his mouth.

And Malina… she just resigned herself. After all, what more could she do? She was at Luka’s tender mercies even if he was bruising her hard. She relaxed as best as she could trying to adjust just hoping the pain would subside. She focused on the sounds of flesh meeting flesh, ignoring the cries of those suffering behind the dome. She focused on the wet churning sound her sensitive sex now made as Luka’s cock pushed in and out of her sex, ignoring those pleas of mercy in the distance. She focused on the way Luka breathed… it sounded inhuman. Malina could feel the way his drool dripped onto her skin making the flesh itch slightly but she moaned as Luka aimed for that spot inside of her. Luka was scary, he was horrifying… and she forced herself to repeat the mantra that he loved her. He loved her. And she was certain that Virgil did too. It now just rested on her… she just needed time… she felt herself arch as the coil inside of her tightened… she just needed time. 

And she had plenty of time.

***

Malina was lying on Virgil's lap after what had happened. After she and Luka had finished, the girl immediately asked to get dressed. She was still embarrassed that they had sex almost in front of everyone. Although the fabric hid them, and according to Luka, everyone gave in to their temptations. But remaining naked was beyond her.

Virgil just found her when Luka, hugging the girl, cooed over her. Tired in shabby clothes, Malina then looked into Virgil's eyes without strength. He immediately frowned, took the girl in his arms and told the Lamenter that she needed to rest. And he should not interfere and better fill his belly. Moreover, there were too many mortal prisoners at this Feast.

Virgil, sitting on the pillows, smoked the drug, occasionally glancing at the bloody spectacle in the hall. Where the “actors” on the stage built for the evening had to really cut themselves and each other. But according to the flesh tearer, “this is the best punishment for traitors to the Imperium.” She, of course, should not watch these horrors. Malina was grateful that their loge was far from the performance.

She just wanted to fall asleep. Close her eyes and find herself in a familiar room as soon as possible. At home. And hope that the new Feast will not come soon. The distant screams in the corridor did not seem so frightening now. Malina shuddered at such thoughts. No, she should not perceive this as the norm. Let her be anxious, but it is better than losing a part of herself.

“It will be over soon, don't worry.” - Virgil gently stroked the girl's head, catching her trembling. Red eyes carefully followed her every movement and facial expression. - “We’ll go back to our place and you’ll get some sleep. It’s been a hard day, hasn’t it?”

The girl only nodded, clinging closer to the veteran. He only grinned like a shark. Well, it was worth taking Malina to one celebration and she lost all fear of him. And it’s embarrassing to admit, but he even liked it.

Of course, Luka didn’t miss his chance to grab a tasty morsel. Virgil could have also claimed his rights that day. Or waited until Malina fell asleep. But he generously decided to let the girl rest. The flesh tearer would still have time to embrace her and enjoy her. Maybe even when she was awake. Without hiding, admit to her how much he had become attached to her.

However, a mortal who suddenly appeared distracted Virgil from his thoughts. The man, recognizing the imperial jester in front of him, grinned. He didn’t even know whether he was annoyed or, on the contrary, wanted to laugh. But as soon as he remembered one of the evenings, a predatory smile appeared on his lips. Oh, how vile he was towards such a wonderful beauty.

“Malina, you said that you loved the sermons of Saint Ignatius, right?” - the heretic licked his lips seeing how the girl’s eyelashes fluttered tenderly. - “You can meet your hero.”

The captive pressed her lips and fingers together, staring at the legs of the man who approached them. She only felt a new wave of fatigue from Virgil’s barely restrained laughter. From the fact that she was destined to meet on the ship with the man whose sermons she had listened to as a little girl. And raising herself on her elbows, Malina finally looked at the uninvited guest. At that moment, she felt nothing. Neither fear nor disgust. Only compassion and pity.

The God-Emperor abandoned even his most faithful servant.

Malina had always imagined Saint Ignatius as a middle-aged man. With a kind and gentle smile. And wise eyes that had seen the horrors of the Immaterium. And her expectations were justified. The priest really did look like she had imagined. Only instead of eyes, there were gaping chasms, and the skin from his cheeks and forehead was disgustingly stitched together to hide the terrible holes. Enormous cuts shone on his cheeks. All his white and gold clothes were stained with blood and worse.

“Ah, this is that beloved that Luka told me about.” - the man turned his head towards the girl. His voice was soft and soothing. He had no eyes, but he saw her. - “I am glad that another soul on this holy ship finds time to read my sermons. Did you like them?”

“Yes.” - Malina didn’t lie. She didn’t see the point. And lying to Saint Ignatius would be blasphemy. “They give me hope.”

It was hope that kept her afloat. Although the captive couldn’t even really say what to hope for. The light of the God-Emperor was farther from her than ever and she didn’t think she would return to it. Maybe she didn’t even want to. And yet, this light was still a part of her.

“That’s nice, my dear. That’s nice.” - Ignatius smiled softly, causing the cuts on his cheeks to bleed a little. But he didn’t pay attention to it, apparently accustomed to the pain. - “I hope someday your protectors will allow us to pray together.”

“I-I don’t think that will happen soon,” the girl noted evasively. She was grateful to Virgil for his silence. Although just recently the Flesh Tearer clearly enjoyed the opportunity to see her fear. Now he just silently watched the awkward conversation.

But she really wanted to see Ignatius again. Never before had she felt so connected to someone. His sermons in church warmed her heart, and his books here gave her strength. But meeting the saint, Malina clearly felt that he was a person like her. In need of support.

“Not soon does not mean never, right? Time will tell. I will not distract you. It was nice to meet such a beautiful girl. And remember, Malina. The Emperor protects.”

Oh, how she wanted to say that this was not her name. How she wanted to say that no one would protect them. That she prayed less and less, that she had almost lost her faith. And yet, hearing the parting words, the girl smiled back. There were no tears. Only peace.

“The Emperor protects.”

The man nodded before leaving the girl. No one paid attention to Ignatius except perhaps one Space Marine. He laughingly ordered the priest to brand the "heretic" on his forehead. And the saint, not knowing what he was doing, agreed with all his religious fervor.

“Well, how are you? Are you glad you met him? Not every ship has its own saint. Ignatius resisted for a long time, but he finally realized that his fate is now tied to ours. Just like yours.” - Virgil blew out a cloud of smoke, relaxing more and more from the drug. - “And if you behave well, you can pray with your saint.”

She will. She will always behave well in order to survive. To enjoy every day, without going crazy with fear and sadness. And now Malina will be even more obedient. If only to meet Saint Ignatius again. Close her eyes, say a prayer and for a second imagine that she is not here. As if she is at home.

The priest slowly, as if groping, walked forward, not paying attention to the horrors happening in the hall. Luka, who was hurrying to the flesh tearer and the mortal, almost recoiled when he saw Saint Ignatius. The freckled boyish face twisted in disgust. For a second, the girl thought she saw fear. She couldn't tell whether she liked the sight or not.

"Virgil, I've run into that nasty old man Ignatius again. Why doesn't Bacchus keep that animal on a leash, eh?" The Lamenter shrugged. At that moment, he didn't look like an angel at all. But as soon as he knelt down in front of the girl, his face immediately transformed with puppy-like delight. - "Hey, Malina. Look what I brought you."

The Astartes handed the girl a deep glass plate, completely filled with berries. The girl had grown up on an agri-world. She knew enough about plants to understand what was in front of her. And yet these berries were unfamiliar to her. Surely only aristocrats ate them. The dark brown liquid inside the plate did not disgust her. But it was also unfamiliar to her.

“What is this?” - Malina muttered embarrassedly, unable to look Luka in the eyes. After what had happened between them, she still felt embarrassed. She still felt the burning between her legs. Fortunately, the Astartes allowed her to wipe away the blood and his sperm.

“Strawberries in chocolate. It's really tasty. They are usually eaten by rogue traders and other mongrels of the Emperor.” - The Lamenter did not watch his language, staring at the girl. - “Try it, you will like it.”

Malina carefully scooped up a berry and bit off half. She had never eaten such sweet food in her life. Trying to chew slowly just to prolong the pleasure, the girl still looked into the blue eyes. The Astartes smiled triumphantly, still holding the plate in front of her, like a bowl in front of a kitten.

“Indeed, it is delicious. Thank you.” - Malina turned to the almost prone flesh tearer, holding out the berry to him. - “Virgil, do you want some?”

The veteran raised an eyebrow in surprise at the girl’s offer. But without saying anything, he slowly leaned towards the surprised Malina. Smirking, he grabbed the strawberry with his lips and ran his tongue over her trembling fingers. Virgil didn’t even know what was nicer. The girl who had gone quiet from shyness or the blond burning with jealousy. The berry was nothing compared to the blood.

“It’s really delicious.” - the man almost growled, which made Malina almost fall onto the pillows. She shyly clasped her hands to her chest before looking at the silent Luka. Even if the Astartes had any bad thoughts, they immediately disappeared as soon as he saw her innocent and fragile look.

“Here, take it.” - the lamenter placed the plate in the girl’s hands to free his own. He immediately sat down next to Virgil, pulling Malina towards him. Her back touched his chest and she immediately felt the heat of the Astartes' heated body. - "This is all yours. You must eat well to be healthy and beautiful. Right, my sweetie?" Luka almost whispered in the girl's ear, kissing her temple.

Malina nodded, trying to enjoy the strawberries and trying to calm her nerves. While Luka's massive arms gently wrapped around her waist and gently cupped her breasts. But he still restrained his urges, gently kissing the top of his beloved's head and cheeks. While Virgil continued to smoke drugs and keep an eye on the unfortunate captive.

Each of them felt different and at the same time the same feelings. As if they had become closer than ever before. Perhaps that was the case. Luka was beside himself with happiness, enjoying his open obsession. The opportunity to love endlessly and devotedly as he could a monster like him. Virgil continued to hide in the shadows, remaining more of an observer. But even so, he managed to settle in the heart of their angel. As she in his.

It was strange. Strange and wrong. But Malina finally managed to relax, finding herself in the presence of two men. She had never received and would never receive so much love and care as from Luka and Virgil. And although Malina would always be afraid. But this was the best alternative.

***

Massive arms gently carried the fragile body, pressing it to her chest so tightly that Malina could hear someone else's heartbeat. Of course, the girl knew that Astartes had two hearts, but knowing was one thing, and hearing was another. I wonder. Does this mean that they love twice as much?

Malina happily listened as the rumble, screams and cries moved away with each step. All sounds disappeared as if in a haze. She was tired, she could not open her eyes. But she still could not allow herself to sleep. She could not afford such a luxury until they returned to a safe corner. Her little paradise.

Finally, the familiar sound of an opening iron door was heard. A couple of steps and the girl felt the softness of a familiar blanket and pillow. The air was filled with the aroma of candles, recently eaten soup and gunpowder. It smelled as it should have.

"Now you can sleep." - Virgil said. His voice was very close to Malina and at the same time far away. As if the man was everywhere. - "You deserve to rest."

She really needed to rest.

"Are we home?" - the girl murmured sleepily, clutching the blanket in her fingers. A sigh was heard above Malina's head before someone else's hands stroked her head. Tenderly and softly, with all the love.

"Yes, Malina. We are home." - Luka whispered before kissing her cheek. Carefully and quickly, just so as not to disturb her. Falling asleep, she felt someone else's gaze for a very long time. Finally.

She was home.

[rizzoliandislesecretsanta]

DETECTIVES

Jane Rizzoli • Vince Korsak • Barry Frost • Frankie Rizzoli Jr. • Sean Cavanaugh • Nina Holiday • Riley Cooper • Darren Crowe • Rafael Martinez

FORENSICS

Maura Isles • Susie Chang • Kent Drake • T. Pike

FAMILIES

Angela Rizzoli • Frank Rizzoli Sr. • Tommy Rizzoli • TJ Rizzoli

Constance Isles • Arthur Isles

Hope Martin • Cailin Martin

Colin Doyle

ANTAGONISTS

Charles Hoyt • Warren Hoyt • Patrick Doyle • Dominick Bianchi • Alice Sands • Dennis Rockmond

F.B.I.

Gabriel Dean • Cameron Davies

MISCELLANEOUS

Casey Jones • Catherine Cordell • Stanley • Ian Faulkner • Giovanni Gilberti • Jack Armstrong • Rondo • Tasha Williams • Kiki • OC

PAIRINGS

(Friendship • Romantic)

Jane Rizzoli/Maura Isles • Jane Rizzoli/Casey Jones • Jane Rizzoli/Gabriel Dean • Jane Rizzoli/Rafael Martinez • Jane Rizzoli/Barry Frost

Maura Isles/Ian Faulkner • Maura Isles/Kent Drake • Maura Isles/Tommy Rizzoli • Maura Isles/Frankie Rizzoli Jr. • Maura Isles/Barry Frost • Maura Isles/Jack Armstrong

Barry Frost/Frankie Rizzoli Jr. • Barry Frost/Vince Korsak

Vince Korsak/Kiki • Vince Korsak/Jane Rizzoli

Frankie Rizzoli Jr./Nina Holiday

Angela Rizzoli/Sean Cavanaugh

PLACES

Precinct • Homicide Squad Room • BRIC • Ballistics Shooting Range • Autopsy Room • Labs • Maura's office • Division One Café

Jane's condo • Maura's house • Maura's guest house • Jane's house (season 6/7) • Frankie's appartment • Korsak's house • The Dirty Robber

Hospital • Other places

TROPES

Chosen One • Dark Lord • Dystopian Society • Enemies to Lovers • Fake Relationship • Forbidden Love Romance • Friends to Lovers • Haunted House • Hero's Journey • Love At First Sight • Love Triangles • Magic Mentor • Mean Girl • Prophecy Foretold • One Bed • Queer Relationships • Race Against Time • Soulmates

GENRES

Adventure • Angst • Bromance • Crime • Drama • General • Family • Fantasy • Friendship • Horror • Humour • Hurt/Comfort • Mystery • Poetry • Romance • Sci-Fi • Supernatural • Suspense • Thriller • Tragedy • Whump

VERSES

Alternative Universe • Books • TV Show

FANWORKS

Digital art • Traditional art • Story

This is a non-exhaustive list that can be completed over time.

[wingardiumfm]

hi there! could i pretty please get some male fc recs & mw male characters? thank you in advance!

hello !! & of course ! faces: darren barnet, manny jacinto, keith powers, steven yeun, sean teale, charles melton, oliver jackson-cohen, avan jogia, jonathan daviss, oscar isaac, drew starkey, rafael silva, alperen duymaz, dev patel, glen powell, brenton thwaites, pedro pascal, jordan fisher, ben barnes, joe keery, theo james, taylor zakhar perez, noah lalonde, emilio sakraya, leo woodall, josh hueston, aria shahghasemi, xolo mariduena, lucien laviscount, mena massoud, kiowa gordon, tom glynn carney, wang yibo, dan stevens, william moseley, ryan potter, rafael silva, logan shroyer, diego tinoco, jorge lopez, oliver stark, ryan guzman, henry goulding, harry shum jr, bill skarsgard, gabriel basso, & domhnall gleeson. muses: we'd definitely love to see some of our wanted connections taken — however if those don't appeal, we'd die to see canons such as amycus carrow, edgar bones, arthur weasley ( to love on our molly! ), antonin dolohov, evan rosier ( related to pandora! ), peter pettigrew, & the bagman brothers, ludo and otto. for the oc of your dreams, those with the surname borgin, goyle, greengrass, sallow, mulciber, jordan, thakkar, & wood would be stellar !

[flickynightdarkness]

If my DC/Batman OCs have headcanon voices, what would they sound like?

Benjamin Williams - K1B0 (Danganronpa) [VA - Lucien Dodge]

Hallow Crane - Vulture (Spectacular Spider Man) [VA - Robert Englund]

Meredith Miranda - Maud Pie (My Little Pony) [VA - Ingrid Nilson]

Yuki Blossoms - Tiff (Kirby - Right Back At Ya) [VA - Kerry Williams]

Marcus Todd - Raphael (2012 Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles) [VA - Sean Astin] or Red Hood (Injustice 2) [VA - Cameron Bowen]

Lauren Crane - Lilith Clawthorne (Owl House) [VA - Cissy Jones] or Loona (Helluva Boss) [VA - Erica Lindbeck]

Laurent Crane - Scarecrow (Arkham Knight Version) [VA - John Noble]

Trace Dent - Vaggie (Hazbin Hotel) [VA - Stephanie Beatriz]

Coona Walker - Sody Pop (Chikn Nuggit) [VA - Dawn M. Bennett]

Evelyn Wesker - Sage (Sonic Forces) [VA - Ryan Bartley]

Ember Lynns - Toga Himiko (My Hero Academia) [VA - Leah Clark] or Panty Anarchy (Panty and Stocking) [VA - Jamie Marchi]

Torch Lynns - Firefly (Arkham version) [VA - Crispin Freeman]

Cheryl - TSA! Amy [VA - Eileen Montgomery]

Topher Blackfire - Valentino (Hazbin Hotel) [VA - Joel Perez] or Hunter (Owl House) [VA - Zeno Robinson]

Oliver Miranda - Iscream (Chikn Nuggit) [VA - Nate Charpentier] or Cubot (Sonic) [VA - Wally Wingert]

Misty Miranda - Cream the Rabbit (Sonic) [VA - Rebecca Honig]

Spook - Collector (Owl House) [VA - Fryda Wolff]

Myers Miranda - Dr Facilier [Princess and The Frog [VA - Keith David]

Lunar Crane - Lumalee (Super Mario Bros Movie) [VA - Juliet Jelenic]

Leader Scorch - Father (Kids Next Door) [VA - Maurice LaMarche]

Harrison, Misty and Carrie - Delightful Children from Down the Lane (Kids Next Door) [VAs - Dee Bradley Baker(H) and Cree Summer(M and C)]

Craven Crane - Scarecrow (Arkham Asylum) [VA - Dino Andrade]

Clove Miranda - Stella (Helluva Boss) [VA - Georgina Leahy]

Fangs Langstrom - Cream the Rabbit (Sonic) [VA - Rebecca Honig]

Kaleb Langstrom - Thorax (My Little Pony) [VA - Kyle Rideout]

Kraig Jones - Goliath (Gargoyles) [VA - Keith David]

Tootsie Jingles - Fizzarolli (Helluva Boss) [VA - Alex Brightman]

Blade Quinzel - Secret History Tails [VA - Mick Lauer]

Harriet Miranda - Odalia Blight (Owl House) [VA - Rachael McFarlane]

[asterhaze]

✨Nearly 30 • All Pronouns OK • Sapphic✨

You've probably come here after I liked half your blog and then followed you to see if I'm insane, a bot, or have no life. Unfortunately for the universe, I am insane, have no life, and possess extreme freak privileges on the internet. I am very friendly, love being tagged or asked things, write, and art occasionally. Please feel free to message me.

I write:

Horror for children, horror for YA, and mature horror.

Vampires, Demons, Fair Folk, and Stinky Humans oh my!

Old protagonists, people of color, LGBT+ characters, neurodivergent characters, and healthy romantic relationships when appropriate.

My Kofi

Oh no, you're lost again? I know all of my works are masterpieces and that must be why you're confused, it's fine. Here are my Writing Prompt Replies. Here is my Original Fiction.

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About

A series that follows Glen, the vampire heir to the Sunniva kindred, after he returns from the Tiletsu Clan a broken and different person. Battling against the traumatic memories of his centuries long past, the impatience of his immortal kind, and the temper of a demon lord, Glen finds that the choices he made when he was barely immortal are coming back to haunt him and threaten the very existence of vampires altogether. Are vampires worth saving? If vampires are ultimately more dangerous and powerful humans, is humanity worth protecting?

Genre

Horror • Supernatural • Adult • LGBTQIA+

TW/CW

Death • Grief • Mental Illness • Abuse

Tags:

masterpiece • masterpiecewip • masterpiece • masterpiece ask answer

Read below to see a breakdown of the three most important characters in Masterpiece.

Characters

Willow William Sean Frederick Widower Quin Lucian

Glen

"Just call me whatever you like."

Just so we're not all confused, I think we should call him Glen. Lovingly nicknamed The Stupid Sexy Vampire on this blog, Glen is the heir to the Sunniva kindred and the main character in this series. He's a lovable, funny, and charming guy that is haunted by his past decisions and the deaths of his friends and family. The whole package, really.

Pansexual • Cis • Neurodivergent

Tags: Glen the vampire • masterpiece Glen

Dr. Vladimir Hayes

"Is there a problem with an incubus that knows everything? Should I have found a succubus instead?”

A fearless human psychiatrist that is fiercely dedicated to his patients, both human and otherwise, that no one wants for an enemy. Hiding in plain sight, Vlad seems to be able to figure out anything that catches his interest. When he is mistaken for someone he is not, Glen and Vlad's paths cross and are interconnected throughout the rest of the series. Someone else as well dressed and handsome as Vlad, who knew?

LGBT • Cis • Possessed

Tags: masterpiece Vlad • dr vladimir hayes

Ska

"I should throw you into the light of day."

A demon lord that takes an immediate interest in Glen after his return from the Tiletsu Clan and swears to teach Glen's kindred a lesson for an unknown transgression. Does he want Glen to recover just to tear him down again? What has the Sunniva done to anger such a powerful demon? Is there anything Glen can do?

Homosexual • Trans • OC Sexypants Award Winner

Tags: ska the demon • masterpiece ska

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Website Link: [Coming Soon]

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@outpost51

I do have sensitivity writers for Masterpiece and my other projects since many of my characters are LGBT. Currently, I have sensitivity checkers to look over non-binary characters, trans (FtM) characters, twins, and sapphic characters. If you'd like to help, please feel free to ask!

(Re-joined Tumblr Dec 6th 2023)

[atlafan]

She Was There - Part One

a/n: This fic has everything: single dad!harry, psychiatrist!harry, a live-in nanny, a slight age gap (she/s 27/28 and he’s like 37), Harry is a dom, but also a switch, and the slowest of burns! There are 11 parts of this up on my Patreon. The series is officially done, so I’m posting the first part here for yall to get a taste. If you want to read the other 10 parts, it’s only $5.00 on my Patreon. My peeps on there really enjoyed this story, so I hope you do too! Please reblog!!! Leave me notes and comments!!! Come to my inbox to give me your thoughts!!!

Warnings: none! this is only the beginning 😈😈😈

Words: 2.8K

Pairing: Harry x OC (Aubrey Williams)

Being a single father is hard. It’s even harder when you work more than sixty hours a week, and your three kids are all under the age of ten. It’s karma. It has to be. Harry only had to be a dad every other weekend because the children lived three hours away with their mother, but she recently passed so now the kids are living with him full time. He was able to take a sabbatical from work, thank God, but he’s due to return in a few weeks and he still hasn’t found a nanny for the kids.

He thought of just finding an after-school sitter, but he knows that when he goes back to work, he won’t have the time in the morning to make breakfast and lunches, and get the kids ready for school. His ex-wife was getting enough alimony and child support so she didn’t have to work. The kids didn’t need anyone extra.

It was difficult at first. Harry mourned the loss of his ex-wife, but he needed to stay strong for children. She was gone now, forever. They got divorced for a reason, but she was still the mother of his children. The ache he was feeling was normal. Luckily, the kids didn’t mind moving in with Harry. He enrolled them all in a private school, he figured they could use a little extra structure, and he also just wanted to give them the very best. He felt guilty for basically being an absentee father since the divorce.

Maddie is ten, she’s the oldest, Cole is eight, and Sean is six. Each child an even bigger surprise than the last, but a blessing nonetheless. That was the one thing Harry and his ex-wife agreed on the most. No matter how much they fought, they made sure to put the kids first.

But now Harry has to get back to work because he would like to continue to provide for his children without eating into his savings. He can’t exactly do his work from home now that they’re living with him, so he has to go to his office. Many of Harry’s patients have been seeing Niall while he’s been gone. Niall’s been a wonderful help to Harry. It’s not easy being a psychiatrist, nor is it easy to take on someone else’s patients for an extended period of time.

Harry’s been interviewing plenty of nannies, but he wants to make sure the kids feel comfortable with the hire, and none of them have clicked yet. Most days, the kids whine that they don’t want Harry to go back to work, which breaks his heart. But he didn’t spend four years in undergrad, four years in medical school, and another four years in a residency program to not be a practicing psychiatrist. He and Niall own their practice together, and have a few other colleagues that they’ve hired on. They do quite well.

After another failed interview, Harry’s not sure what he’s going to do. He contemplates maybe doing telehealth appointments, but he really doesn’t want to do that kind of work at home.

Later that night as he makes his way up to bed, he finds his three children fast asleep on his mattress. He pouts at how cute they are all snuggled up together. He gets in on his side after washing up, and Sean makes his way to cuddle up close to him. Harry sighs and puts his arm around his son. He needs to figure something out, and soon.

***

Burning the candle at both ends isn’t sustainable. But Aubrey isn’t sure what else she can do right now. She’s been living in a hotel for the last two weeks, and that isn’t exactly cheap. She barely even has time to enjoy the soft mattress with how much she’s been working. But when you catch your boyfriend cheating on you in your own home, you leave before he has a chance to give you some bullshit excuse.

“I told you, you can crash on my couch for as long as you need.” Sidney tells Aubrey over coffee on Sunday morning.

“No, I don’t want to put you out.”

“You know…my boss’ associate has been in the market for a live-in nanny.”

“That sounds like it could get messy. I feel like the wife always gets jealous.”

“He’s a widower.” Sidney whispers. “And on top of that, they were divorced, so it’s not like he’s sobbing over how much he loved her. He’s been at home for months taking care of his kids. They lived with the mom full time and only saw him every other weekend.”

“How many does he have?”

“Three, all of them are in elementary school. My boss has been taking on all his clients to help out, but I don’t know how much longer he’ll be able to keep helping. You’re so good with kids, Aubrey. You were always the most sought-after babysitter.”

“Babysitting and being a nanny are two different things. Especially if I’d be living there. What if the kids hate me?”

“Aubrey, who could ever hate you?” Sidney asks flatly. “Do you want me to ask my boss for more information? He thinks very highly of my opinion.”

“That’s because you suck his dick every other day.”

“Shh!” Sidney swats at her friend. “I told you that in confidence. No one knows, and no one needs to know.”

“Mhm.” Aubrey rolls her eyes. “I guess it couldn’t hurt to have more information. It would be a better job than working at a 24-hour diner.” She sighs.

“I’ll see what I can do. As good as the coffee and the free breakfast is here, you deserve better.”

“Thanks, Sid.”

***

A few nights later, Niall brings over Chinese food for Harry and the kids. Harry’s eternally grateful, and the kids are overjoyed about the food.

“So, Sidney, you know Sidney…” Niall starts as he and Harry clean up in the kitchen.

“She’s your assistant who gives the good head.” Harry smirks.

“Exactly.” Niall nods. “But don’t say that out loud again. Anyways, she has this friend Aubrey who needs a job. She caught her boyfriend cheating on her, and they worked together, so she had to quit her job, and it was this whole thing. She’s been living in a hotel, and it’s starting to add up. Sidney told me Aubrey’s great with kids.”

“Does she have any experience as a nanny?”

“Well, no, but-“

“Then how could I trust her with my kids?”

“Could you just give her an interview? She and Sidney are close, and Sidney’s been worried about her.”

“And you care because…?” Harry smirks.

“Don’t make me say it.” Niall groans. “Please, H?”

“Alright, I’ll give her an interview. But if the kids don’t like her, I’m not hiring her.”

“Deal.”

***

Aubrey’s mouth is agape as she pulls up to Harry’s home. It’s fucking huge. Sidney should have prepared her more. She takes a sip of water before getting out of her car. She makes her way up to the door and takes a deep breath. She rings the bell, and a moment later, an older woman opens it.

“Hello.” Aubrey smiles. “I’m here for an interview.”

“Hi.” The woman smiles. “I’m the kids’ grandmother. Harry had to go into the office today.”

“Oh.” Aubrey nods.

“He said it would be alright if I conducted the interview, please come in.” She steps aside and lets Aubrey in. “My name’s Millie.”

“I’m Aubrey, it’s nice to meet you.” Aubrey shakes her hand. “This is a gorgeous house.”

“Isn’t it? Harry bought it after the divorce. Believe it or not, when he was married, the house he had was even larger. His ex had extravagant taste.” Millie shakes her head. “God rest her soul.”

“I’m so sorry for your loss, that must have been really hard.”

“It was a total shock, but that’s life.” She sighs. “Anyways, Harry asked me to give you a tour of the home, and then you can meet the kids. They’ll be home from school soon.”

Aubrey nods, and politely follows Millie around the home. She wouldn’t have her own section of the home to herself, but she’d have her own room and bathroom, so that would be good. Millie explains that the job would include some light housework, mostly for the children. Laundry, afterschool snacks, breakfast, and lunches. Aubrey would also need to help with homework, baths, and bedtime. It wasn’t anything that scared Aubrey. It all seemed pretty standard.

Around 3PM, the kids get home from school. Millie tasked Aubrey with making a healthy snack for the kids while she greeted them at the door.

“Okay, kids, this is Miss Aubrey Williams.” Millie smiles.

Aubrey pouts at the three children. They’re way cuter than she was expecting.

“Hi, it’s nice to meet you all. What are your names?” Aubrey asks softly.

“I’m Maddie.” Maddie hops up onto the stool at the kitchen island, and grabs one of the slices of apple covered in peanut butter that Aubrey set up. “That’s Cole, and the one clinging to Mimi’s leg is Sean.”

“They call you Mimi? That’s adorable.”

“Grandma didn’t have the right ring to it.” Millie laughs and helps Cole and Sean up onto the other stools. “Maddie is ten, she’s in fourth grade, Cole is eight, he’s in second, and Sean is six, he’s in first.”

“Wow, you all are so close in age.” Aubrey smiles. “That’s nice. Do you like your school? I know it’s still new.”

“It’s okay.” Maddie shrugs. “Could I have some juice, please?”

Aubrey looks at Millie, and Millie nods, so Aubrey grabs three Capri Suns out of the fridge. Maddie automatically helps Cole and Sean with their pouches.

“Do you like the uniforms?” Aubrey asks.

“I like not having to think about what I’m going to wear when I get up.” Maddie answers.

“Oh, I bet. Do you still get to do what you want with your hair and stuff?”

“I think so.”

“What do you say after you finish your snacks, you all go change into something comfier? You all can watch a little TV to unwind until dinner.” Aubrey tells them.

“You’re not going to make us do our homework right away?” Cole asks, his eyes widening.

“You guys were just in school for, like, eight hours. Your brains need a break. We’ll eat dinner around five, then we’ll do homework, then we’ll wash up before bed. How does that sound?”

“Works for me.” Cole shrugs.

“What’s everyone’s bedtimes?”

“I’ll answer that.” Millie says. “Maddie is allowed to stay up until 9:30, while Cole and Sean go to bed at 8:30.”

“I like to read before bed.” Maddie says. “That’s why Dad lets me stay up later.”

“Yeah? What do you like to read?”

“Babysitter’s Club.”

“Oh, I love that series!” Aubrey beams.

“Kids, go on and change, yeah?” Millie tells them. “And I don’t want to hear anyone fighting over the remote, understand?”

“Yes, Mimi.” The three say in unison before hopping down from their stools.

“They’re so cute.” Aubrey says to Millie.

“Aren’t they?” Millie gushes.

“How have they been doing after losing their mother?”

“As good as they can.” Millie sighs. “Luckily, since Harry’s a psychiatrist, he knows a thing or two about helping children deal with their grief.”

“May I ask…how did she die?”

“It was abrupt. One second, she was fine, and the next she wasn’t. Maddie really stepped up apparently. She’s taken on a lot. I think she’s resentful towards her mother. The boys look up to her, which is good. Honestly, I think it’s been the toughest on Sean. He was a clingy baby, didn’t like to be put down at all. It’s carried over a bit. He’s so sweet, the poor thing. When the kids first moved in with Harry, they slept with him every night. They’ve gotten better, but they still have their nights.”

“Rightfully so. I couldn’t imagine losing one of my parents at such a young age, and then having to move and start all over somewhere new.” Aubrey sighs. “What would get them really excited for dinner?”

“I went shopping earlier this morning, I was planning to make a baked ziti. Would you like to help me make it?”

“Yeah.” Aubrey nods.

The ladies get to work on dinner while the kids watch television. When dinner’s ready, they all sit at the table together and eat. Aubrey asks the kids more questions to get to know them better, and they ask her questions too. Maddie does most of the talking.

Aubrey helps the kids with their homework after dinner while Millie cleans up. She observes her grandchildren as they work with their potential new nanny.

“I was hoping Harry would be home by now, I’m sorry.” Millie says to Aubrey before she leaves.

“It’s okay.”

“I think things went well. I’ll get the debrief from the kids in a bit.”

“Thank you for having me over with them today. I had fun.”

“We’ll let you know one way or the other soon.” Millie smiles, and opens the front door for Aubrey.

Harry doesn’t get home until around nine. He apologizes profusely to his mother, but he explains that he needed to get some writing done and catch up on emails. Maddie stayed up in the living room with her book so she could talk to her father. She comes shuffling into the kitchen where Harry and Millie are talking things over.

“There’s my sweet girl.” Harry smiles and lifts Maddie up to sit on the kitchen island. “You look exhausted.”

“I had gym today.” She shrugs.

“How come you’re not up in bed? I thought you liked to get cozy with your book.”

“I do, but I was waiting up for you.”

“Oh?”

“Hire her.” Maddie says. Harry and Millie look at each other, then back at her. “Cole, Sean, and I talked it over. We like her. Hire her.”

“Just like that?” Harry chuckles.

“Dad, she treated us like people. She asked us questions about things other than what our favorite subjects in school are. She let us watch TV after snack, she helped us with our homework, and she even got Sean to sleep without having to cradle him like a baby.”

“You all felt comfortable with her? Remember, she’d be living with us.”

“Hire her.” Maddie hops down from the counter. “We haven’t liked anyone else, and we won’t like anyone else you bring in. We want Aubrey.”

“Mimi?” Harry looks at his mother.

“I liked her a lot. I looked over her resume, same as you, and I think she’s more than qualified. She was sweet with the kids. And as much as I’ve loved being here, I’m itching to get back to Florida. So, I agree with Maddie. Hire her.”

[west1rosi]

STARTER CALL: MAIN TIMELINE.

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muse list of main asoiaf timeline era:

lord tywin lannister. faceclaim : charles dance.

lady elyra brax (oc). faceclaim : jessica alexander.

king viserys iii targaryen. faceclaim : harry lloyd.

king robert baratheon. faceclaim: mark addy.

princess orysa baratheon (oc). faceclaim : jennie jacques.

gendry baratheon. faceclaim : joe dempsey.

theon greyjoy. faceclaim : alfie allen.

captain indya sunderly (oc). faceclaim : jessie mei li.

lady myranda royce. faceclaim :  yuliya khlynina.

lord ned stark. faceclaim : sean bean.

lady catelyn stark. faceclaim : michelle fairley.

queen jeyne westerling. faceclaim :  synnove karslen.

lord asher forrester. faceclaim : liam mcintyre.

lady mara mormont (oc). faceclaim : matilda de argelis.

lady jeyne poole. faceclaim : elinor crowley.

wylla manderly. faceclaim : alice agneson.

val of the free folk. faceclaim : frida gustavsson.

prince doran martell. faceclaim : alfredo castro.

prince oberyn martell. faceclaim : pedro pascal.

princess arianne martell. faceclaim : yvette monreal.

lady regent, allyria dayne. faceclaim :  marina moschen. 

lord edmure tully. faceclaim : tobias menzies.

lady roslin tully. faceclaim : rose williams.

ser patrek mallister. faceclaim : aneurin barnard.

marq piper. faceclaim :  jose ramon barreto.

alerie tyrell. faceclaim : joely richarson.

olenna tyrell. faceclaim : diana rigg.

lord willas tyrell. faceclaim :  gwilym lee.

ryna hightower. faceclaim : danielle rose russell.

elinor tyrell. faceclaim :  isabela merced.

margaery tyrell. faceclaim : natalie dormer

lady mina redwyne. faceclaim : claire ferlini.

lady desmera redwyne. faceclaim : charlotte hope.

meredyth crane. faceclaim : caitlin stasey.

jocelyn swyft. faceclaim: tamsin egerton.

addam marbrand. faceclaim: toby stephens.

lady alyssane lefford. faceclaim: sarah bolger.

lady shyra errol. faceclaim: holliday grainger.

alys karstark. faceclaim: gevenieve gaunt.

marei hill. faceclaim: eloise smyth.

ardrian celtigar. faceclaim : tony leung.

syrenia celtigar. faceclaim : dianne doan.

harras harlow. faceclaim : daniel sharman.

ser jorah mormont. faceclaim : iain glen.

[aro-simp]

Hi! Y'all can call my Sean (he/it + cyber/glitch/[redacted])! This is a sideblog, I follow and like from @couple-of-assbutts

I'm the median host of The Auditorium Hivemind (Audio Hive/Tah)!

I'm plural, which may be talked about here occasionally, as fictive parts also partake in selfshipping. Plurality is a complex topic, don't berate us on how we talk about our own system!

We don't do shipcourse, and have no DNI!

I tag nsfw as nsft! Other than that I don't really have a tag system, tho I may tag some specific f/o's or sources.

All our posts are okay to be reblogged no need to ask permission :)

I don't have a consistent stand on sharing, so if in doubt about a specific F/O just shoot me an ask!

F/O list is beneath the Read More!

In brackets are shipnames I'll hopefully use for tagging purposes

Fictoromantic F/Os:

Inspector Lestrade - Sherlock Holmes [Clueless Love]

Bassa Selim - Die Entführung aus dem Serail (2022 Bielefeld production) [Felix Amor]

Tim Bradford - The Rookie [Tough Luck]

Queerplatonic F/Os (this list is not, and probably will never be, complete):

Jesse Pinkman - Breaking Bad [JesSean]

Krazy-8/Domingo - Breaking Bad

Maddie Nolen - Arcane

Helmut Zemo - Captain America: Civil War

Bucky - MCU

Levi - AoT

Captain Curly - Mouthwashing

Jimmy - Mouthwashing (fictive)

Pete "Maverick" Mitchell - Top Gun [PsyMav] (soulbonded)

Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw - Top Gun: Maverick [RoosPsy] (introject)

Nick "Goose" Bradshaw - Top Gun [GoosePsy]

Jack Traven - Speed

Gregory House - House MD

Robert Chase - House MD

Lawrence Kutner - House MD

Ninth Doctor - Doctor Who

The Author - Doctor Who OC [Quill-N-Drill]

Simm!Master - Doctor Who [Your Lord And Master]

Captain Jack Harkness - Doctor Who

Rebecca Crane - Assassin's Creed

Desmond Miles - Assassin's Creed

Wyll - Baldur's Gate 3

Karlach - Baldur's Gate 3

Jonathan Crane/Scarecrow - Batman Begins

Bane - The Dark Knight Rises

Almond Cookie + Tea Knight Cookie - Cookie Run

Eddie Brock - Venom

Hobie Brown - Spider-Man: Across the Spiderverse

Gollum - Lord of The Rings

Shane - Stardew Valley

Javier Esposito + Kevin Ryan - Castle

Jerry Tyson - Castle

Ilya Sokurov - The Rookie

Jared Stone - Castle

Ivan - Die Fledermaus (2022 Bielefeld production)

Figaro - Barber of Sevilla (2023 Bielefeld production)

Agent Stone - Sonic

Adam - Hazbin Hotel

Sir Pentious - Hazbin Hotel

Reginald Thorpe - Moriarty

Rodney Lambert - Moriarty

Farengar Secret-Fire - Skyrim

Rune - Skyrim

Dr John Watson - Sherlock Holmes

Dorian Gray - The Picture of Dorian Gray

Henry Clerval - Frankenstein

Robert Walton - Frankenstein

Matthew Asquith - Sherlock Holmes: Der Erpresser von Edinburgh

Cicero - Skyrim

Crowley - Good Omens

Aragorn - Lord of The Rings

Gavin Reed - Detroit: Become Human

Jacob Frye - Assassin's Creed [Jaccup]

John Standish - Assassin's Creed [IT Noob]

James Bond - personal AU

William Cooper - R.E.D.

Sexual F/Os (almost all my selfship have a sexual component, these however are exclusively sexual F/Os):

Cahir - The Witcher (Netflix)

Ancano - Skyrim

Julius Caesar - Asterix

Platonic and Familial F/Os (very very shortened version):

Viggo Grimborn - Dragons: Race To The Edge

Toothless - How To Train Your Dragon (Movies)

Oscar - maritimverse

Polly Danbridge-Burton - maritimverse

Ernest Fillmore - maritimverse

Natasha "Phoenix" Trace - Top Gun: Maverick

Robert "Bob" Floyd - Top Gun: Maverick

Dark Choco Cookie - Cookie Run

Red Velvet Cookie - Cookie Run

Simon "Ghost" Riley - Call of Duty

Ethan Hunt - Mission Impossible

Some random links:

TES OCs, Top Gun S/I

"He's just like me fr" - fictionselves (fictotypes and median fictives. We also have other fictives in the main sys but this is abizt meeeeee) - incomplete

Shaun Hastings (Assassin's Creed)

Hiccup/Hicks (How To Train Your Dragon)

Boromir (Lord of the Rings)

James Moriarty (maritimverse)

Sherlock Holmes (ACD Canon)

Connor/RK800 (Detroit: Become Human)

Basil Hallward (The Picture of Dorian Gray)

Powder (Arcane)

Elijah Miles (Assassin's Creed)

Carter (James Bond: Casino Royale)

Aziraphale (Good Omens)

[askkassandragf-v-2]

Damian Sean {Wii deleted you oc}

Name: Damian Sean

Age: 15

Gender: Male ♂️

Family: Unknown mom and unknown dad

Friends: Sam, Kimberly (character (and Bloom) belong to @pinkyberet ), Eteled (still weirdest out by him)

Enemies: William, Kyle

- Always a peaceful guy

- Used to play on the Wii before losing interest with it

- Like to eat ramen

- Loves to play guitar

- Always tries to calm Sam down when she's mad

- He gets bully by William but he's just ignores him

- He gets weirdest out of Eleted anytime he sees visit Sam, but tries to bond with him

- Demian is kinda taller than Sam and Kyle

- Tries to calm down Kyle and Sam from fighting

[svsaskbox]

Hello everyone!

Welcome to the SVS ask box! We are a small group of SVS members/creators where you can ask our OCs all sorts of questions!

here's an introduction to all the individuals behind this blog:

@bamjammy - Hi! My name's Jammy, pronouns he/they, and I like to make OCs and never use 'em!

available characters:

Tarty Hart - Evil scientist smarties

Wizz Fizzy - chaotic pixy stix

Teri Chang - famous sour(?) singer/actress

Valentina Velvet - red velvet cake killer/bakery owner

Carolina Carrot - carrot cake detective

Toast - innocent marshmallow taffy kid/Tarty's somewhat son

@toastygal666 - a gal whos toasty, with only girl OCs cause men are hard to draw :>

available characters:

Delicie - jawbreaker girl

Hecate - pumpkin witch

Vemp - vampire mermaid

@jynxiejinx - I’m Jynxie! I’m a 19 y/o character artist, and your local chill hippie enby. any pronouns are cool!

available characters:

Penny Sucre - peach tea fruity guild leader

Bianca, Barry and Huey Poppins - bubblegum triplets

Fable Frosting - mythical animal cracker unicorn centaur

@kitn3x - Hi hi, I’m Kit, your genderless fool of an artist!

available characters:

Paddie (Rainbow paddlepop ice cream) - sweet local robin hood who eat the rich and feed the poor situation

Milly (Milo nuggets) - a bittersweet member who dream of becoming a mechanic

Bannie (Bandung drink) - A sweet singer who dream of peace between sweet and sour nation through music with her fellow friends and members

Hex (Sparkling honey drink) - ur avg waiter who works in a honey pot tavern in coco cabins

Isbert (Ice shaved dessert) - An ex-knight who now works as a lumberjack to take care of his remaining family member and ensure there's no harm on them

Peps (Hot cocoa Pepsi) - Shark boi who friends with a sweet and dreamt of becoming a famous swimmer

Aurora (galaxy cocktail) - Once a child actor, now a pop singer in the sour nation! She have fallen in love with a famous sweet underground singer

Killian (c1000 drink) - William Fishbert's beloved husband who works in a military with him before the incident :)

Aiden (hot hot pop foot lollipop) - Father of a certain shark boi who works as a bartender at Gobstop! Also his appearance may scare you if its a curse thing or bless you or maybe blursed

@seanthejester - Hi! I'm Sean (he/him)! I'm 19 years old and like drawing silly little guys.

Available characters:

Brandy Butter - He was almost the pastry guild leader and he's all about advocating for peace and integration. He's currently working on creating a peace organization in the Sweet Kingdom

@minibigboy - I’m Fin / MiniShark (he/it). I’m a bit funkee and tired, but I have art and ocs :)

available characters:

Ananas - piña colada

Lucius Sandía - watermelon flash pop

Angel Cake - …angel cake…

Girlypop - sour rainbow strips

William Fishbert - the fishbowl

Joe Cupp - black coffee

@jacket-pigeon - Hi! I'm Pigeon (they/them) and I like making OCs too much

available characters:

Pomelia (Peppermint) - Grumpy ex-soldier

Moxy (Bubblegum poprocks) - Playful troublemaker

Jambo (Sour belts) - Eccentric TV show host

@itayati - Hey! I'm a 19 yo artist (she/her) and an enjoyer of cute things and the colour pink

available characters:

Pea O'Sour (Peach sour rings) - Cheerful photographer

Minty Drop (Mint drops/landrines) - Quiet jewellery maker

Malina (pierogi with blueberries and strawberries) - a bit socially awkward fruit seller

@ikeaunderscorecat - Yo, im ikea (she/they) and i am here also! hopefully you enjoy my funny fellows as much as i do

available characters:

hedron - red velvet oreo, very angry arms guy

@asrielcipher - Hey I’m Ace (they/them), please enjoy my ocs

available characters:

Bea Flutters (Butterfly Pea Tea) - a doctor with no self preservation, who wants to help others at her own expence

Moon Flutters (Ramune) - an influencer and Bea’s younger, meaner sister

[prophecey]

WHO DO I HAVE TO SPEAK TO ABOUT IF THEY CAN REDO THE PROPHECEY?

INDEPENDENT + MUTUALLY EXCLUSIVE MULTIMUSE . current muses can be found under the cut, but all former muses are available by request. KT + twenty nine + minors / personals DNI.

CARRD + MEMES + MUSE INFO .

RULES:

this multi-muse blog is private and very selective with low to moderate activity and will be heavily plot and dynamic based. if you don't interact ic or ooc, i will softblock.

plotted interactions are preferred. romantic ships will require plotting and ongoing ooc interactions as well as ic interactions. familial and platonic ships are just as important.

i will be using basic formatting on this blog. threads will be small text with bold and italics for emphasis. if you want me to change/simplify my text for any reason, just ask. i prefer to write longer length replies.

muses are from various media, some that contain mature themes i will tag everything with the #TRIGGER CW format, but if i miss something, please send a dm so i can fix it. there may be sexual themes present on this blog but nothing will be explicitly written.

don’t be a dick! in character drama is fun, but keep it between our muses. if you unfollow me, please soft block. i will not interact with anyone that writes problematic themes or uses problematic or deceased fcs.

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PRIMARY MUSES:

alex claremont diaz. rwrb, bridgerton. taylor zakhar perez fc.

andrés cordero. tsitp oc. maxi iglesias fc.

anthony bridgerton. bridgerton. jonathan bailey fc.

ben de vaillant. bridgerton, modern royalty. damian hardung fc.

conrad fisher. tsitp. christopher briney fc.

drusilla elmsworth. bridgerton oc. alisha boe fc.

evie grimhilde. bridgerton, modern royalty. sofia carson fc.

harry bingham. tvd, the society. alex fitzalan fc.

indira petrova. bridgerton oc. aubri ibrag fc.

josephine "posey" lovelace. bridgerton oc. kristine froseth fc.

kieran night. original demon lore. maxence danet-fauvel fc.

luna castillo. original familiar lore. sofia carson fc.

neil josten. all for the game. froy gutierrez fc.

rebekah mikaelson. tvd, bridgerton. claire holt fc.

rosalie hale. twilight, bridgerton. simay barlas fc.

sophie beckett. bridgerton. courtney eaton fc.

tris prior. divergent, thg. daisy edgar-jones fc.

violet bridgerton. bridgerton. ruth gemmell / rose williams fc.

SECONDARY MUSES:

allie hayes. off campus. scarlett leithold fc.

andrew minyard. all for the game. conor doherty fc.

campbell riley. tvd, grey's. abigail cowen fc.

daniel le domas. ready or not, bridgerton. adam brody fc.

dean di laurentis. off campus. matthew noszka fc.

elena gilbert. tvd, grey's. nina dobrev fc.

feyre archeron. acotar. simay barlas fc.

garrett graham. off campus. felix mallard fc.

grace le domas. ready or not, bridgerton. samara weaving fc.

hope mikaelson. legacies. danielle rose russell fc.

isaac lahey. teen wolf, tvd. daniel sharman fc.

jeremy gilbert. tvd. froy gutierrez fc.

john tucker. off campus. ken bek fc.

josie saltzman. legacies. kaylee kaneshiro fc.

liv parker. tvd. penelope mitchell fc.

lizzie saltzman. legacies. jenny boyd fc.

samantha larusso. cobra kai. mary mouser fc.

steve harrington. stranger things. joe keery fc.

steven conklin. tsitp. sean kaufman fc.

summer di laurentis. off campus. madelyn cline fc.

tyler lockwood. tvd. michael trevino fc.

valerie tulle. tvd. elizabeth blackmore fc.

REQUEST MUSES (plotting required!)

alex karev. grey's. justin chambers fc.

azriel of velaris. acotar. berk cankat fc.

cassian. acotar. alperen duymaz fc.

demetri alexopoulos. cobra kai. gianni decenzo fc.

jasper diggs. original character. hugh dancy fc.

jean moreau. all for the game. archie renaux fc.

landon kirby. legacies. aria shahgasemi fc.

luke patterson. jatp. charlie gillespie fc.

mat hatter. original character. alex fitzalan fc.

nell crain. thohh. alycia debnam carey fc.

scarlet graves. original character. sandra bullock fc.