#oc; marcellus

[necromancy-inc]

doodle of Marcellus

[chojomojo]

well we cant ignore our drummer when he is all hot and bothered

[jaythenugget]

SORRY I VANISHED FOR A FEW DAYS i just don't have much to post honestly... cooked up some new mk ocs in the meantime though because i'm insane and crazy and i need to chill out. jk i won't. never enough ocs :) also they're all in special forces !! awesome

peepaw yaoi anyone?

[stinkrascal]

vladislaus inspo for this post

TRANSCRIPT

picture 2 Victim: Please, let me go. I won't say anything.

picture 3 Nadia: I know, you won't. Soon, you won't have the tongue to speak. Helena: Hurry this up, Nadia. Y'all said this would be quick.

picture 4 Inessa: Aw, how precious. Don't tell me you're getting squeamish. Helena: Ain't nothing about being squeamish, I got things to do. Yakov: Those bastard students can wait! Inessa: Relax, we're having fun.

picture 5 Victim: Please, oh, God, please, just let me go. Marcellus: Hah! I love it when the meat squeals.

picture 6 Marcellus: Sing for me, piggy!

picture 7 Nadia: At ease, friend. Helena is right. Only children play with their food. Go on. Open the cage.

picture 8 Marcellus: So he lives! Vladislaus: Ugh.

picture 10 Marcellus: You've finally come out of your hole? Yakov: Hah! Must've been a great hole! Vladislaus: Ugh.

picture 11 Yakov: You missed a lively dinner, Vlad. You better make it to the next one, boy. Vladislaus: ... Yakov: Oh, apologies. I forgot you don't eat people, or whatever puritanical brainrot you're espousing this century.

picture 12 Inessa: I've missed you, pretty boy. When will you visit the parlor again? Frankie misses you. Vladislaus: Unhand me at once. Inessa: oh, and you're so gaunt. You need a proper meal.

picture 13 Helena: I'm leading the next hunt. You should join us. Vladislaus: You are leading? I thought—

picture 14 Helena: Things change, Vladislaus.

picture 15 Vladislaus: Stop pestering me, all of you. I have no time for antics. I must speak to the headmaster at once.

picture 16 Nadia: Where are your manners, my dear boy? Vladislaus: I am a grown man. Nadia: I know, darling—and look at how grown you are! Did you visit the wizards again? You look taller. Vladislaus: Ugh.

picture 17 Nadia: Always with your pouting. Why don't you try smiling, my dear? Vladislaus: I asked for a moment of your time, headmaster, not your condescension.

picture 18 Nadia: [ giggling ] Don't headmaster me, boy. Pardon us. This may take a while.

[dragonsbone]

A DANCE OF LIONS ↪︎ character posters ( x )

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[kerosen]

The energy it took for me to take this.

But here’s my bjd squad so far! Minus the three that’ll show up sometime this year lolol.

[luckyshinyhunter]

And here's an another drawing pile I did, including my own crittersona! Along with with familiar faces too, what you think?

[rhmis-user-2020]

(Modern AU) Marcellus brought Varian somewhere

[chiropteracupola]

Blood of the Ash Tree, please? *hopeful*

With Rowlandson lying before him half-sleeping, Marcellus was reminded of times long past, of sleeping in wolves’-dens and curling close with hibernating bears. The arcs of the soldier’s shoulder and belly and thigh held the same softness of some well-fed hunting-creature at its rest, the large and weathered hands as powerful as bears’ paws. And in much the same way as Marcellus had crept into the warm darkness of a burrow to seek out warmth in his younger years, he felt an odd inclination to do so again now. Rowlandson lay curled on his side, his hands open and empty as if he had stretched to take hold of something he very dearly wanted. But it had not been purposeful, and even if he had craved, it had certainly not been for Marcellus, who had set him down where he now lay. So it was not Marcellus’s place at all to fill that empty space made by the curve of Rowlandson’s body, and nor was it his place to borrow of his warmth.

the terrible men are doing intricate rituals again...

[arcadiiian]

new victorian-era ttrpg character fresh out of the factory

[endlessly-cursed]

ᴇʟᴇᴀɴᴏʀ ᴛʜᴏʀɴᴇ

"𝙄𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙞𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙮. 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙣𝙤 𝙪𝙨𝙚?"

BASICS

Name: Eleanor Marie Thorne

Birthday: 2nd of March, 1881

Zodiac sign: Taurus

Weight: 58kg

Height: 1.63m

Religion: Non-religious

Eye colour: Brown

Hair colour: Light brown

Faceclaim: Dominique Devenport

FAMILY 

Mother: Dasha Thorne, neé Seymour

Pureblood woman, sister of Albert Seymour, was bred to find a suitable match and was commanded to marry the rake Elijah Thorne. Smart, witty, observant and a Slytherin alumni, it didn't however save her from a miserable marriage, blackmailing him in order to do their duty and be done with it. She ended up raising the twins herself.

Father: Elijah Thorne

A rake, irresponsible, neglectful and a useless drunk, he was always doing drugs and in brothels rather than alone with his young and beautiful wife. Who ended up blackmailing him in order to conceive at least one child and be done with it. The marriage worked well until an American opportunist used a love potion on it and convinced a whipped Elijah to elope and leave his family for America. He would never return to England or get out of the ship alive.

Other relatives: Marcellus Alexander Thorne, twin brother

Both raised by different tutors, where Marcellus was reserved and flamboyant, Eleanor was calm and with a calmer head on her shoulders. They both had a great affection for one another, and bonded much during their time at Hogwarts. He'd be her biggest support in England during her adult life, and his daughter Enya would often visit her home in France.

Jesse Isaiah Seymour and his sisters, first cousins

Both cousins were within the same age ranges and had similar natures and got on well.

Friends: TBD (open!)

Significant Other: Eris Armand Durand ( @cursed-herbalist )

Eleanor and Eris moved in similar circles, but never interacted properly until she attended his first opera role, and the moment she heard his voice, she fell instantly in love.

They both started courting, and she'd support him and enhance his singing abilities, striving for him to become his better self. Both families approved of the match and soon made a life in Paris. They married and had two children: Knox and Marielle.

PERSONALITY

Overall personality: Eleanor is sweet, smart, gentle but firm, with a good head on her shoulders and a woman of her time, loyal to the end and devout of her loved ones.

Positive traits: Sweet, smart, gentle, loyal and with a good head on her shoulders

Negative traits: Rich girl privileges, nepo baby, selfless

Guilty pleasure: Limericks

HOMETOWN

Thorne Abbey is the ancestral home of the Thornes since the Anglo-Saxon era with its founder, Luxia Thorne, established a powerful castle guarded by walls full of thorny vines and pointy towers that are enchanted to repel bad-meaning visitors and intruders. At first it was Thorne castle, but with time, it was changed to 'abbey' to avoid drawing muggle attention. It's famous for its fierce warriors, draped in velvet, white and black walls, fiery members and astute matriarchs, although it all changed after the French Revolution and the beginning of the Regency Era, with Abel Thorne following the Prince Regent into his extravagant and hedonistic habits. The family would change their ideas again well after Eleanor's time.

BACKSTORY 

Eleanor Marie Thorne was born on a snowy night of March in 1881, alongside her twin brother Marcellus, although they grew up differently, they had loyalty to one another and a sense of siblinghood, although they teased one another plenty.

Just like her mother, she was sorted into Slytherin and was made Prefect and Head Girl, achieving a flawless curriculum, being a quiet and friendly girl, but an overachiever. She was always brought along dinners and reunions with investors and tennants as well as her brother, and co-ran Thorne Abbey after their mother retired until her brother married and had a child of his own. Despite her being away in France, she kept advising her twin brother until they both stepped down as well.

MISC

As a very wealthy untitled lady, she was required to be equal to her titled counterparts, and thus learned the harp, pianoforte, singing and the violin. She was taught to fence, shoot to almost perfection, archery, horseriding and field games. She developed a great love for Parisian and royal fashion, to embroider, recite poems of the best writers from memory, as well as Latin, Greek, German and French.

She was one of the richest bachelorettes of the wizarding world, with nearly 25,000,000 galleons on her dowry alone.

She soon became a philantropist, and spent her fortune on enhancing her husband's branch of the Durand family with lavish portraits, generous donations to important charities, endear herself to the high society and was pen pals with several figures of the wizarding world, among them many Ministers of Magic, socialites, heroes,... anyone who was somebody had received Mrs. Durand's regards.

She was a fashionista through and through, always wearing the best designers, with her gorgeous, luscious and thick brown curls that could've rivalled Empress Sissi's long hair and was a fashion leader, always dressing for the House of Worth. Her great fashion sense would be passed down to her niece Enya and being a fashion icon would be mandatory within the House Thorne.

[necromancy-inc]

meowow-

[chojomojo]

mmmmm leather shoe

[aspookypeach]

Happy Valentine’s Day 🩸💕

[stinkrascal]

forgotten hollow’s vampires

[dragonsbone]

too many ideas, too lazy to write ✨ ↳ josana lannister, a dance of lions 🦁

A Lannister always pays his debts. 

A phrase commonly associated with the prideful and ambitious House Lannister of Casterly Rock.; their word was as good as gold. If one were to help a Lannister by any means necessary, then they’d be rewarded sufficiently in repayment. At least, this is what Josana Lannister had grown up hearing, and with a guardian such as Tywin Lannister, she had seen it play out many times.

Born as the second child and only daughter of Jafford Lannister and Laissa Bellard, the young girl with a cunning tongue and a sharp mind to match grew up under the protection of her lord uncle. Many suspected the great lion of the rock favored his niece due to her name resembling his late wife, but Tywin would never admit to such false speculation. No, Josana was more than a dead ringer for his dear wife. She was his prodigy. A child crafted by his years of expertise to follow and obey his every command until she became a true lioness of the South.

Upon the tragic news of Jon Arryn’s death, an opportunity presented itself to Tywin on a silver platter. King Robert Baratheon was in need of a Royal Hand, and there was only one eligible member to acquire the position: the Lord of Winterfell, Eddard Stark. Tywin seized the chance to claim the North by betrothing his niece to Ned’s eldest son, Robb Stark. 

Josana Lannister was many things, but a coward was not one of them. She accepted the betrothal through gritted teeth and veiled reluctance, but nonetheless went through with it. She would listen to the plans made by the Northern men, soothe the worries of women whilst hearing their gossip, and she would do it all with a gentle smile and wicked eyes. For Josana may play the role of the dutiful fiancé, but the ravens sent back to Casterly Rock with the secrets of the Starks said differently.

The lioness was alone in the North, yet refused to tremble under the presence of wolves.

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