#tv: the Legends of OCs

[devilishdelirium]

In the Shadow of Doubt

Adam x Reader, in which; You and Adam have your differences, everyone does. You have always been a pacifist, one to look out for people. So what happens when you find out about your one true love’s inclusion in the annual exterminations?

You and Adam have been married for centuries. Both being angels, you would never die, and your love could live forever. Or atleast that’s what you thought until you found out about your beloved Adam’s ‘Hobby.’ Apparently, every year, when he says he has a huge meeting with the elders—Heaven’s Protectors—he had actually been going down with the exterminators and killing innocent demon souls! You were less than pleased, having been a pacifist your entire existence, you believed that violence was never the answer, and were heartbroken.

Adam walks into your shared home, having just returned from the ‘fiery depths of hell’ as he liked to call it. Noticing your dismayed face, Adam approaches you cautiously, his golden wings drooping a bit “Babe...” His voice trails off, as he tries to find the right words to say, but there are none. He sighs heavily and runs a hand through his brown locks, wisps of brown hair covering his face. Adam’s eyes avoid yours as he tries to change the subject. “Look, it’s not what you think...” You interrupt. “But it is though. There’s no point in lying.”

Adam's jaw clenches, a flicker of anger passing over his chiseled features before his expression softens into one of resignation "You're right. I didn't want you to find out this way." He takes a deep breath, his broad chest rising and falling. “More like you didn’t want me to find out at all.” You mutter, crossing your arms over your chest. Adam's eyes narrow, a hint of defensiveness creeping into his voice "It's not like that! I do what I do to protect us!” He steps closer, his warm breath fanning your face. “What about the princess’ redemption hotel? All Princess Charlotte wanted to do was redeem those sinners! Give them a second chance!”

Adam's face twists in frustration "That's just it! They're demons, babes. They can't be redeemed. They're a threat to everything we hold dear." He grabs your arms, his grip tight. "I'm trying to keep you safe, keep our home safe." You give him a huff. “I’m done fighting with you tonight.” You say, breaking away from his grasp and heading upstairs. Adam's expression darkens, his wings flaring slightly in anger. "Where are you going?" His voice rumbles like distant thunder, a sign of the storm brewing inside him. He follows you upstairs, his heavy footsteps echoing through the house.

“Somewhere!” You lock yourself in the guest bedroom and plop down on the bed. Adam tries the handle, finds it locked. He sighs heavily, his voice muffled through the door "Babe, please...talk to me. I can't stand being mad at you." His voice softens, a hint of vulnerability creeping in. Adam's voice drops to barely a whisper "Please...” He gently whispers your name. “I can't lose you too...” He says quietly, his voice heavy with unshed tears.

After a long pause, Adam's voice hardens "Fine. You want space? You'll get it." His footsteps retreat, the front door slamming shut a moment later. The house grows silent, leaving you alone with your thoughts, wondering of your soon-to-be ex-husband’s return.

[zillaygoober]

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[chaotic-starlight24]

My intro :)

Hello one and all! You can call me Starlight! I just felt that I should write an introduction for my account just because! But anyway, I'm a big fan of a lot of things but mainly focusing on The Outsiders right now. My Lackadaisy OCs (with @ollenotter27) are now mainly on our other blog (@abootleggerstale-webcomic) My PJO ocs will be posted about here and there but that fanfic isn't what I'm focusing on rn.

If you guys don't want to scroll through my reblogs just search original content on my blog :) I probably should have titled it something like my stuff but I realized that halfway through tagging, when I say original content I mean that it is a post I have created, not me trying to steal different fandoms!

#Starlight's Writing-> Headcanons and Fanfiction

#Starlight's Rambling-> Random stuff I say

#Starlight's Art->My art

DON'T STEAL MY ART OR I WILL STEAL YOUR KNEECAPS

Writing Masterlist for if you want to look through my stuff organized :)

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You are just really creepy and say weird stuff

Make super hateful comments to me or other people

You want me to write NSFW stuff

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You get super political or opinionated on things, this blog is for fun and even I will not really share my views on anything, I don't want to get attacked or get anyone else attacked

If you support things like SA, Inc*st, etc, Please leave

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(I AM A MINOR (NOT REVEALING SPECIFIC AGE THOUGH)

First Chapter of Night, Laughter, and a Sword

(Sorry for any inaccuracies with my PJO fanfic!!! I haven't read all the books and I don't always check over my drafts for inaccuracies)

I don't write anything NSFW or inappropriate subjects so don't ask about those things. But I will love any asks you send me about my OCs or just asks in general!

None of my ocs are self-inserts, not that anything is wrong with that but they are indeed completely their own! Also, a lot of them are oc x Canon, that's because I really like writing relationships :)

For those interested in RPing with my ocs and stuff I am open to that! But please don't get suggestive or weird or anything!

My fandoms include

Lackadaisy, The Outsiders, Newsies, Stardew Valley, Percy Jackson, Epic the Musical, A lot of musicals

Asks are open!!! You can also request headcanons for The Outsiders characters :)

Rules for asks and requests 1. Do not ask or request anything nsfw! 2. Do not attack me in any way like how I've seen several anons attack other writers (That's just weird, man) 3. I won't write Y/N stuff but I may write relationship headcanons if you specifically ask for them 4. While I won't write lists of headcanons for characters outside of The Outsiders rn, if you ask me what a certain character will do in a situation I will try my best. The main thing is I'm more familiar with writing The Outsiders characters correctly.

[creativeroleplay-ads]

🪿🪿20+M looking for fandom cc x cc or fandomless oc x oc! M x M/ M x F/ F x F are all okay with me. I am looking for my rp partner to play a more dominant top role in some angsty 🕊️rp. I am a man of very few limits so I am open to most themes and dark topics

I write in third person, average of 2 paragraphs per reply (more if I am not busy and have a lot to work with from you). I do have a full time job but I try to get at least one reply everyday, however, in the busier weeks it's more like a reply every two days.

Some of the fandoms I’m into are:

Overwatch

Marvel (Cinematic Universe and Comics)

Avatar (blue people)

The Boys

The Witcher

Legends of Zelda (specifically Breath of the Wild and Tears of the Kingdom)

Supernatural

Apex Legends

Call of Duty

I’ve been exposed to a number of other fandoms as well that just don’t spring to mind, so even if it's not listed here just ask and I’ll let you know if I’m aware of it.

If you have crazy, dark, unconventional ideas then I am all ears. I love chaos and gremlin energy. I just need someone to match with my wavelength and just be open to all sorts of degenerate thoughts.

I rp mostly on discord but I can stick to tumblr if necessary (warning that my notifs have been broken since the day I made the account.)

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[drop-the-curtain-123]

ok very specific gripe about assassination classroom

But how comes the series is all "be yourself, use your hobbies, despite everyone judgement, for good" then just... Never questions the roasting of Mimura air guitaring?

Look at my boy! He's so unwell afterwards

Ik now there are more scenes later in the manga that again use it as a Punchline. It just encapsulates that weird gap of "things that are just never Not the Joke/Mocked" which kind of defeats the show messaging 😭

t's not even used in a "do it anyway, grow strong and proud" like some others, it's just. There.

(hi rinka btw happy belated birthday to you)

Anyway unconsequential nitpicking rant over, have a good day.

[yue-the-moons-child]

Greetings! I am Yue, Child of Changé, Archer of the moon (not Artemis but she is a great auntie)

ask me about my journey, sneak peeks into my life, behind the scenes of my book, or rp with me!

Powers: Gravity-defying (Gravity will not affect them whenever they want, or if untrained it will happen at random times in emotional bursts), Talking to bunnies, Light water manipulation, only when the moon is at its fullest, Energy absorption through moonlight.

Weapon: Bow and arrow and a sword

My mother turned into the moon, thats rough buddy- (SORRY MOM-): Chang'e

Apparently Sun Wukong wants to join so here- : Sunny boi

NEZHA! Camp Skys Patron god and creator of the camp!: Forever young

Macaque, the fuckin shadow monkey: Emo sun BIT-

I sound like this!

How to submit an oc! (in reblogs or asks or in the Camp Sky blog :D @camp-sky-heaven-on-earth)

No opness, unless it's Sun Wukongs kid you can put a smidge of opness but not too much-

No romance with any of the gods please they will remain platonic-

demon ocs are accepted :D

just have fun :D

Name: Height: Godly parent: Claimed or unclaimed: Powers: Preferred weapon Personality: Physical description: (Optional) Background lore and plans for lore: (Optional) Picture of your oc:

[pickledpascal]

Killer Queen

Chapter Six: all-american bitch

Warnings: gore, violence, ben being ben (old), swearing, 18+ themes.

Word Count: 1.8k

Killer Queen Masterlist

Previous Chapter |

Walking the halls of Vought felt like a fucking fever dream for Ben. The tower still had the same amount of floors, but it had changed radically. Cleaner floors, screens, and lights were everywhere that it almost made his head hurt. Almost. 

His boots were heavy against the clean, marble floors. He put on a fake smile as he walked past a few employees, well, a lot of employees. If Ben was in his “civilian” clothes, they probably wouldn't have batted an eye, however, he wasn't. He wore his Supe suit—minus the helmet, he always thought the redesign of it looked a little stupid.

Ben simply waltzed right into Stan Edgar's office. He timed his entrance just right, no one else was in the room. That was by design.

“Ah, Soldier Boy.” Edgar sat at his desk, a surprised yet, at the same time, unsurprised look in his eyes. “Or should I say Ben?”

Ben's jaw ticked as he stared at Edgar. Just being in that man's presence was annoying, just like it was back in ‘84. Fuckin’ corporate douchebags. Now, Edgar was Vought, back then he was more of a handler or whatever the fuck. 

“I'm here to… get some of what I deserve.” He said truthfully, eyes narrowed and cold as he stared at Edgar. 

Every single last person involved with Ben's disappearance was dead. Either killed by him or dead due to old age. Everyone except for Mr. Vought himself. 

Edgar chuckled softly. “I'm sure you are.” He glanced off to the side of his desk.

“You think you gonna pop my head open? Fat chance.” Ben chuckled softly. A flash of fear finally showed in Edgar's eyes. It felt good to see that. “Don't worry, she's being taken care of real nice.” He winked, a sinister smile on his face. 

Being with Amber had been a rollercoaster. He nearly envied her abilities. Her resilience. Her need to help him. And she did help him.

 Except, he was the only Supe that could take away a Supe’s powers with a single blast. Rendering him nearly invincible, which went to his head a little. He was a clear threat to Vought and everything it was about. It wasn't about promoting the safety and happiness and prosperity of others, it was about dominating ideals. The company made money simply off of the public thinking it needed Supes.

Ben had known that forever. He was the first Supe after all. 

“Your girlfriend will not survive if you so much as touch a hair on her head.” Edgar stood abruptly. 

Ben cocked an eyebrow at Edgar, impressed that the man thought anyone had a chance against Amber. “What makes you think you could touch her?” He took a step forward, setting his palms on Edgar's desk. “Better yet, what makes you think you'll be stepping outside this room alive to see your daughter again? Hm? After the shit you've done to me? Fuck no.”

In a building nearby, Eden, Amber, and most of the Boys were camped out and listening in on Ben and Edgar’s conversation. After Ben finished his words, Amber cut the sound. 

Butched glanced at her, confused. “What in the Sam-Hell?” 

“Do you want to hear a man getting his guts torn from his body?” Amber countered with a cock of her eyebrow. Hughie cringed at the thought and shook his head. Butcher just shrugged. “That's what I thought.”

Eden sat back in her swivel chair and hummed a little. “I mean, he's definitely getting what he deserves.”

“But what's the plan after this? Killing the CEO won't change much. You didn't really fill us in.” Annie looked at Butcher and Amber. Out of everyone in the Boys, she was the most morally good one, meaning killing someone—as bad as they might be—wasn’t something that pleased her in the slightest.

Eden glanced at Amber, who answered, “Eden will hack everything off of Vought’s servers and hand it over to the proper authorities—namely Grace Mallory.”

“Hey! Douchebags! How the hell am I supposed to use this thing?” Ben's voice filtered back into the room. He glanced over at the decimated heap that was once Stan Edgar. He didn't seem so scary after pounded into a bag of flesh and blood. 

He shook his head, that didn't matter at the moment. What mattered was finding the right hole for this… what did Eden call it? Hacking stick? Amber called it something else… USB stick! That's what it was. 

“Look at the edge of the computer screen for a rectangular hole and put it in.” Eden explained.

Amber let out a small laugh, “That sounded horrible.” 

Ben gripped the monitor, jerking it to the side to see the different ports. He jammed the USB into one of them and pursed his lips. Something was definitely happening. “What now?”

“You see that loading bar?” Eden asked. He made a noise of recognition at the blue bar that was slowly filling. “Wait until it's 100% complete, it should only take a few minutes.”

Ben hummed a little as he watched it. Then he realized he had a fuck ton of blood on his hands, some even on his face as he could partly see his reflection in the monitor. He wiped at his face, smearing a little of the blood. Thankfully, he caught a few napkins at the side of the desk and wiped his face and hands quickly. 

Once the bar was full, it completely disappeared. He was still incredibly confused as to how modern technology worked but, if Amber trusted Eden, he would too. “Everything good?” He asked as he grabbed the USB back from its port. 

“More than good, mate.” Butcher answered this time, a smug air to his voice. 

“Now, get the fuck outta there.” Amber ordered before her voice softened, “Please?”

Ben pocketed the USB and left the office, not minding how an assistant or something would probably find Edgar's body. A lot of people who worked at Vought were bad people, maybe they weren't when they first joined, but they would eventually become similar to Edgar. Horrible for the sake of glory and profit. Ben knew he was like that once too. 

Once. 

He could still feel his sins crawling on his back but, god, he was trying. Trying to be good. For Amber. For himself, too. 

———

Weeks have passed since Vought's downfall and subsequently, many more laws have been passed to monitor Supes. They were on their own now, no company trying to cover up any wrongdoing or casualties. It felt… better. And scarier for a lot of Supes who decided to fuck around for so long. Now, they were going to find out what happened when they were so careless. Consequences. Like they deserved. 

Seeing as the Soldier Boy was part of Vought's downfall garnered a lot of attention. A lot of people wanting to know more, asking questions.

Once things started to settle down, that's when Mallory advised to answer questions. But she also wanted Amber to be there too… just to wrangle him in case he said too much. Amber wasn't exactly sure why, Ben had media training all the way back in the fifties, maybe even earlier than that. 

“So, Soldier Boy!” A reporter called out to him. “You represent good-ole American Family values, what do you think of America nowadays?” 

Ben cocked an eyebrow at the question and plastered a smile on his face. “Well, it's certainly different. I mean, I didn't know what GPS was until a few months ago. Or who Cardi B was.” He forced a chuckle. 

“But what do you think about the state of America? The gay trend?” The reporter pried further. 

Ben took a few moments to keep from answering, looking at the reporter with a blank stare. Years ago, he probably would've said some ignorant shit but not today. Especially since he could hear the ringing of a bell in his head. “Well, I think gay people, whether it's a trend or not, should be treated fairly under the law as all people should. Y'know, life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness and all that shit.” 

“Is that what you really think?” The other man kept trying to get some sort of reaction out of Ben.

So he let him get what he wanted. The bell rang louder. Ben grabbed the voice recorder and spoke into it directly. “My girlfriend has a dick and I like it in my mouth, so yes I believe queer people should be allowed all the fuckin’ freedoms non-queer people do.” His smile was poisonous as he looked at the reporter. He pushed the recorder back into his hands and walked away. 

Half the time, Ben wondered why he even bothered with all this. The media and all the shit it came with, but he did sign up for those Vought trials. And it worked. Worked so well he was practically invincible.

“Do you really like my dick in your mouth?” Amber's arms were crossed, he was leaning against the wall as Ben walked to the back of the building. 

Ben glanced to the side before he pulled Amber close and kissed her deeply. She immediately wrapped her arms around his waist while he buried a hand in her hair, messing it up in his favorite ways. Amber always found a way to take over him, even if it was an action he started. He was slammed against the wall as Amber deepened the kiss more, his breath knocked out of his lungs for a moment. 

He pushed Amber away slightly. He knew what he looked like. Pathetic. With flushed cheeks, pleading eyes, and red lips. “Does that answer your question?” He breathed. 

Amber let out an amused noise and raised an eyebrow at him. “Sure.” She paused, then took a breath, “I'm proud of you for not completely losing your cool there.” She whispered. 

“Yeah, well, that motherfucker deserved worse.” Ben grumbled. 

Amber shrugged and nodded with a light laugh. “Yeah, probably. But it wouldn't look good for you.” She pointed out softly. “Even if it would be satisfying.”

It was weird to think about just how much Ben had changed because of Amber. Emotionally, he was more open, though he was still working on that with people who weren't Amber. He didn't resort to violence as much, although there were some exceptions. Like Edgar. Not to mention, his ideals have changed. He didn't focus so much on himself anymore but started to care about others and the things that meant the world to them too. 

“C'mon, Eden is making spaghetti and meatballs to celebrate.” Amber gave Ben a light smile, lowering a hand to hold his. 

Ben simply nodded and followed her to the car. 

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taglist: @aleemendoza2425-blog @yoyoanaria

[avatarskywalker78]

OC International Womens Day Challenge Day Two - Girls Love Each Other Like Animals

“We don’t guard ourselves like we do with boys”. Today is all about female relationships! Which women held your OC together in times of need? Who loved her when she needed it most? Was it, her mother, friends, partners? Or even a girl she met in the bathroom who fixed her makeup and told her not to get back with their ex.

It was the unlikeliest of friendships - a twenty-one-year-old newly minted speedster and a three-thousand-year-old Nephilim on a whole other Earth who also happened to be the niece of Lucifer Morningstar. But when Brianna Thawne's first major attempt at seeing just how far she could push her powers ended up landing her on Earth-666, not just on a different Earth but a different time, she ends up befriending Ruth Fremont, who is no stranger to interdimensional travellers (though the time travel, she admits, isn't something she's used to).

And this turned out to be a good thing, as a threat made itself known - Dagon, a Prince of Hell with ambitions for the throne who planned to destroy Los Angeles as the first major step. The two women team-up to bring him down and the crisis eventually ends when Brianna challenges him to single combat and beheads him, earning the fear of the lower demons, a favour from Lucifer (as of yet still not cashed in) - and eternal friendship from Ruth. They've kept in contact since, often visiting each others' worlds when they can, and they are as close as sisters, always prepared to help one another if needed and with a strong love for one another. Ruth, in particular, is protective of Brianna, and is prepared to defend her if she is let down by a third team (the Legends).

Tagging (let me know if you want to be added or removed): @shrinkthisviolet @negative-speedforce

[tertiaryapocalypse]

[ID: an illustration of florence seong, a japanese boy with pale skin and freckles. he has long dark hair in a braid that is bleached blond at the ends. florence wears a bright pink sweater with a heart and striped sleeves over a white collared shirt. he has pink heart glasses and small hearts scattered in his hair. florence wears a pair of heart earrings and matching necklace and his makeup is pink. florence smiles, holding his hand in a heart. the background is light pink patterned with slightly darker hearts. end ID]

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[britishaccentfan]

Muppet Teri Garr!

Muppet Fact #1292

Betty Lou, Helen Happy, and Lucy Jones are all the same puppet.

Sources:

Sesame Street. Episode 0067. February 10, 1970.

Sesame Street. Episode 0112. April 14, 1970.

Sesame Street. Episode 0132. November 10, 1970.

[axelcuty]

Random Floette idea i had for a while.

Using a Floette as the Z-Targeting System from the N64 Zeldas.

Right as i was doodling these, Pokemon Legends Z-A got announced on the Pokemon Presents Direct

[arabellaininterstellarboots]

The Winslow Effect

pt.1

Note: this is the first part of my new story; my first one on Tumblr🥹 let's see how this is going, eh? And a quick PSA: For the sake of this fictional story, a lot of known England players play at Chelsea- thank you!

Pairing: Mason Mount (duh) x OC

Word count: 1,6k

Warnings: British boys🤭

Chapter 01: together at Chilwell’s

It was one of those rare nights when the team wasn’t discussing tactics or gearing up for an upcoming match. Instead, Ben Chilwell had invited a few of the boys over to his house for a more relaxed evening—just a couple of beers, some snacks, and the rugby match on the TV. The guys, of course, couldn’t resist giving their “expert” commentary on the game, despite not knowing a thing about rugby.

“Mate, he just piledrove him,” Jordan Pickford said, half-mumbling into his beer, eyes glued to the screen as a player was unceremoniously sent sprawling. “I could totally do that.” Ben, lounging comfortably on the couch, raised an eyebrow at Jordan. “Yeah, sure, mate. You’d probably end up tackling the wrong guy.” Phil Foden grinned. “And then blame it on the goalkeeper instincts. Classic.” Jordan threw him a mock glare. “I could totally keep up with them. It’s just like football, but... more aggressive.”

“More aggressive? You mean you’re actually supposed to hit people?” Declan Rice chimed in, his tone dripping with sarcasm. Mason Mount, who had been lounging in the armchair, leaned back and crossed his arms, a smirk on his face. “You’d be out in the first two minutes, mate. No way you’d last.”

“Oh, you’ve got no faith in me!” Jordan shot back. “You wait until I get my hands on that ball, I’m gonna be a legend.”

“Legend of the first aid room,” Ben added with a laugh.

Jack Grealish, who had been perched casually on the arm of the couch, grinned. “I think Jordan’s onto something. The man’s got mad rugby skills... he’s just in the wrong sport.” The group dissolved into laughter as the rugby players on screen collided in a dramatic fashion, sending shockwaves through the room. “I swear these guys play like they want to get hurt,” Phil said, his mouth full of chips.

“I don’t get how they run like that,” Ben added, throwing his hands up. “They don’t even look like they’re breathing heavy after those hits.” Mason took a sip of his drink, laughing at the spectacle unfolding on the screen. “They're built different,” he mused, tapping the side of his bottle thoughtfully.

They continued watching, making random guesses about the game and giving each other a hard time, but it was clear that they were all a little more focused now. As the match came to an end with a victorious cheer from one team, the atmosphere shifted.

There was no time for lingering on rugby anymore. All eyes turned to the screen as a familiar face appeared in the post-game interview. “You know what this means,” Jack Grealish said with a grin, moving toward the edge of his seat. “The one and only Charlotte Winslow is about to hit the field.”

“Oh, this is gonna be good,” Ben said, his voice laced with amusement. He grabbed his phone, checking for any updates as the camera zoomed in on Charlotte, poised and confident at the edge of the pitch.

There she was.

Charlotte “Charlie” Winslow.

The most well-known sports journalist in the UK, and the one who had a reputation for grilling athletes with razor-sharp questions. “She’s got that look,” Mason said with a knowing nod. “You know the one. The ‘I’ll make you wish you hadn’t said anything’ look.”

“Mate, she’s got all the looks.” Jack laughed.

“Mate, you can see it on the players’ faces,” Phil laughed. “They all look like they’re about to get called into the principal’s office.” Ben chuckled, raising his drink. “She’s a beast. You know she won’t pull any punches.”

“She could interview a brick wall and still make it sweat,” Jordan joked. “Don’t even joke about it,” Declan added. “If she ever gets her hands on me, I’ll just say I’m retired on the spot.” Mason couldn’t help but grin at his friends’ banter.

Everyone in the room had seen Charlie in action before—interviews that felt more like interrogations. It was her thing, after all. Sharp, witty, and always, always on the ball.

There was no escaping her questions, no getting out of an awkward moment. She had a way of making you feel it. And that was exactly why she was so good at her job. The camera now showed her walking onto the pitch, stepping towards one of the star players who was already looking a little nervous.

She held the microphone confidently, and her voice rang out, clear and controlled. “Great game out there today,” Charlie said, turning her gaze to the player who had just finished the match. “But I have to ask, what was going through your mind during that final play when you went for that risky pass? It was a big gamble, and it could’ve cost you the match.” The player blinked, taken aback by the directness of the question.

Charlie wasn’t wasting any time.

“Well, you know, I thought I could make it,” the player stammered. “I—” Charlie didn’t let him off the hook. “You thought you could make it. That’s interesting. You didn’t really think about the consequences though, did you? I mean, you were on the edge of the field, a split second away from losing the game for your team. What was the real reason behind that move?”

The guy shifted uncomfortably. “Uh, I thought... I mean, it seemed like the right decision at the time.” “Seemed like it? Is that the best you’ve got for me?” Charlie pressed, her gaze sharp.

“You’ve been playing for years, but it came down to seeming like the right decision? No pressure, right?” The guy laughed nervously, glancing at his teammates. “I guess... maybe I should’ve played it safer.” Charlie’s smile was cool, almost knowing.

“Maybe But you guys won, so it was worth it.”

As the interview concluded, the guys fell into an awkward silence, the weight of Charlie’s presence lingering even through the TV screen. The player she’d just grilled looked relieved to be done, happy that he's off the hook and that they ended the interview on a good note, but the guys in Ben’s living room were still processing the sheer intensity of her questioning.

“Bloody hell,” Ben muttered, shaking his head. “She’s ruthless.”

“I think that guy’s regretting ever stepping onto the field,” Declan added, half-laughing but still in awe of how Charlie had handled the interview.

“I’d be shaking if she came at me like that,” Jordan said, his voice dripping with admiration. “She’s terrifying in the best way possible.”

Mason, still looking at the screen, couldn’t help but feel a mix of respect and nerves stir inside him. “She’s not just good, she’s... she’s a force. You don’t just answer her questions—you survive them.”

The camera cut away from the field, and into the after game sport studio and the announcer’s voice broke the silence.

“Well, folks, we have some big news tonight,” the studio host said, as the screen flashed a few pictures of Charlie in action, each showing her sharp, calculated smile and no-nonsense demeanor. “As you know, Charlotte Winslow is a name that’s become synonymous with top-tier sports journalism. After years of making waves in rugby, she’s about to take the next big step in her career. This season, she’ll be making the jump to covering the Premier League.”

A stunned silence filled the room as the guys processed the news. There were a few incredulous glances exchanged between them, and they all instinctively leaned forward as if they could make sense of it all by staring harder at the screen.

“No way,” Jack muttered, shaking his head in disbelief. “She’s really doing it. She’s going to be in football now?”

The announcer continued, hyping up Charlie’s transition. “Charlie will now be joining the Premier League beat, where she’ll bring her expert analysis, sharp questions, and signature style to one of the most prestigious football league in the world.”

“That’s... insane,” Ben whispered, as if in awe of the magnitude of the move.

Mason took a deep breath, his mind racing. The thought of Charlie’s next steps was now unavoidable. She wasn’t just a rugby journalist anymore. She was coming for them—coming for the football players.

“It’s going to be a whole different world for her,” Phil said quietly, his voice almost reverent. “The Premier League is gonna feel different with her in it.”

“Yeah,” Declan added, cracking a grin. “And I reckon none of us are gonna know what hit us.”

As the studio moved on to highlight some of Charlie’s most iconic moments in rugby, Mason couldn’t help but think of her sharp wit, the way she could tear through someone’s defenses with a simple question. His own stomach twisted nervously. What would it be like when she finally turned her gaze on him, when she made him squirm in front of the camera?

“Man, I’m nervous for whoever’s up first in the Premier League,” Jordan said with a laugh, but his eyes betrayed his anxiety. “That’s gonna be one hell of an interview.”

Mason shot him a side glance, his earlier grin gone. “If she comes at me like that... I might just freeze at the spot.”

The group laughed nervously, but they all shared the same thought: They had no idea what they were in for with Charlotte Winslow in the Premier League.

And just like that, the night shifted. What had started as a simple, relaxed evening filled with rugby and jokes was now dominated by the thought of Charlie and her upcoming career move. The players, no matter how tough or confident, knew they were about to enter a new era of post-match interviews.

Ben broke the silence, raising his glass. “To Charlie Winslow. The legend herself, and the woman who’s about to make our lives hell.”

The group clinked their bottles together, but the truth hung in the air. The Premier League had just become a much more interesting place, and it would never be the same with Charlotte at the helm.

[princess-ibri]

For the Descendants kids with horrible and trashy names, how would you name them? From books and movies.

So I'll just go ahead and give how I changed each name for My Canon Descendants AU, to make them feel more like their own character/fit better with the og movies time periods/cultures. I didn't give them all unique names as the point of the project was to translate the Descendants kids into the actual movies, not make full OCs, (though I did end up making a few of those anyway xD) but I tried to at least adjust them.

Mal--Mallow (to go with the Nature name theme the Three Good Fairies had going on with their own names/Briar Rose)

Audrey I kept as it was actually a Medieval name!

Evie-- Eva, it's a pretty easy fix to more period accurate/Germanic sounding

Doug -- Doleful, to fit better with the Dwarfs Attribute names, plus he seemed kinda down in the first movie so the meaning felt like it fit

Carlos I kept because honestly I felt like it could fit in universe if Cruella's husband was a Spanish man, which he conceivabley could be

Jay--Jaamil, and no not because of Twisted Wonderland that just happened by accident xD

They orginally had Aladdin's deleted sin be named Aziz but there was already an Aladdin character named that in the TV show who was a villain so I changed it to Ahmed, like one of the other Arabian Nights heroes

Ben--I changed from Benjamin to Benedict as that was more French/period appropriate

Honestly I could 100% see Gaston naming his sons after himself so I kept Gastons 1 and 2 but I changed Gil to Gilbert (French pronunciation of course)

Lonnie...oh Lonnie. I changed her name to Chi, as with her patronymic of Li she would be Li Chi, which sounded similar to Lonnie but would actually be Chinese and is the name of a girl in a Chinese legend who slays a dragon, which was what I based her hypothetical movie plot on

Chad I changed to Charles, easy enough. Much more elegant and formal

Jane I just changed to Janet to make it a little fancier/Frenchier as well xD

Dizzy I changed to Daisy (though I suppose since she's French based, it really should be Marguerite...eh Daisy can be the nickname)

Uma I kept cuz honestly its a good name and her song is a banger 👌

Harry is fine, good pirate name, short for Henry, which also works. Harriet was fine too, just made her and Harry twins and made CJ go by her first name only of Calista.

Honestly with a pirate dad named Smee Squeeky and Squirmy also work, though they're definitely nicknames.

Celia works fine, it fits with the time/culture of 1920s New Orleans, though I did change Freddie to Frederique.

Getting into some book characters now:

Artie I changed to Amhar, a lesser known son of Arthur (could have done Mordred but as the kid was meant to be heroic I decided to go with Amhar, plus it started with A x)

Mad Maddy honestly isn't a bad name, but I did change it to Matilda to be a bit more Medieval sounding, plus linked her to Matilda of the Night, a Medieval witch legend.

(And apparently there's gonna be a son of Morgana Le Fay in the new movie named... Morgie. My gosh. Well we'll change that right back to Yvain. Her actual son, no she's not Mordred's mother no matter what the movies try to tell you she's his aunt and I will die on this pedantic hill)

Hadie I instantly changed to Zagreus. He's the literal son of Hades and goodness its such a better name. Same with changing Herkie to Hyllus. Also an actual son of Hercules and doesn't sound like a euphemism for throwing up.

Allie I changed to Mary Jean after the Real Alice's grandaughter, and when I made my Queen of Hearts Kid D4 hadn't been announced yet so I named her Aceline (a pun on Ace of Hearts)

Ruby and Anxelin weren't terrible names so I kept them, just made Anxelin a Dark Kingdom name xD (and apparently they're giving Rapunzel a third daughter in the new movie? Her name is just Zellie though...so I think I'll just keep these two. Zellie could definitely work as being short for Anxelin and hey, Rapunzel had twins in the actual fairytale so two just works)

Wrapping it up:

Claudine isnt too bad and fits the time period but I changed her parent from Frollo to his brother Jehan cuz that man should never ever get to be with any woman.

Clay Clayton I changed to Cecil after the actual Clayton character in the books who wasn't that bad of a guy.

Yzla works fine as a name for Yzma's daughter. I just changed Zevon to Yzon to match better and not sound so much like he escaped the 23rd century

Ginny Gothel I just lengthened out to Ginevra to sound more fantastical

I didn't actually do anything for Pocahontas as it always kinda controversial to touch. But if I did I'd of course just make her descendant her actual son Thomas Rolfe and apparently they gave Ratcliffe a son named Rick? So...we'll change his name to Richard or--well one sec let me see if Actual Historical Governor Ratcliffe had any kids.

OK! Looks like he didn't but he did die horribly. My Gosh.

Anyway I think that's everyone!

[rayman-chibi]

S a m e :'D

I don't know why, but I have this weird head-canon of how all/most of the Rayman games (+ Captain Lazerhawk) (+ I think all of Rayman's claimed origin stories) can connect to each other, and that's the connection between Rayman himself and the Magician.

• Magician #1 was the first Rayman & Magician (obviously), though I head-canon that he could be the Rayman from Captain Lazerhawk since it took place in 1992 (not 1995 which was the year when the first Rayman game came out). He would later retire his identity as Rayman entirely after being fired and would go on to meet Polokus (who creates a new world for him and other people to live in by the end) and even later the next Rayman (who was presumably once a human boy who got isekai'd into the world he was in).

• Magician #2 was the Rayman from the Rayman 1 + 2 eras combined. He didn't appear in the 3 + RR era but came back in the UbiArt era because... he didn't appear in the 3 + RR era? But also because canonically, Origins & Legends come after those games.

• That leaves us with the third Rayman, who was originally created by a bag of lums by the fairies/nymphs only for it to not be enough according to Betilla's standards, so she fused the bags of lums with the moonbeams of the second summer solstice only for the third Rayman to run off, find himself a girlfriend, get hair, fly off only to fall into the ocean and later on be found by fishermen who take him back to his home and now he's fighting the previous Rayman who's lost who he was before and oh god I thought I'd clear up some convolusion but here we are-

OK....

1: It's definitely a strange headcanon...

2: This is all a bit confusing, but I think I understood the main idea:")

3: the idea that we have never seen the same rayman and that they are all copies or clones of the original, is extremely disturbing on paper, but interesting too....

4: I think my brain has restarted xd.

[mvltisstuff]

masterlist 🪷

feel free to leave requests for things like 911, marvel, stranger things, obx, the oc, harry styles/niall horan, sturniolo triplets (no smut or inappropriate stuff for them), tsitp, and i’ll probably write more in the future!

tiktok - mvltivspm (edits :))

nsfw = *

the oc.

• “quiet, baby” - r.a **

• labyrinth - r.a

marvel.

this is me trying - p.p

for whom the bell tolls - p.p

teenage fever - p.p

hollow prayers - p.p

stranger things.

RIP 2 my youth - lumax

911

how to save a life - e.b

you found me - e.b (can be seen as pt 2 to htsal)

cowboy like me - e.b

lost in the fire - e.b

boyfriends - e.b

sweet nothing - e.b

this town - e.b

how you get the girl - e.d

how to disappear - e.b

the feels - e.b

head over heels - e.b

cardigan - e.d

wasteland, baby! - e.b

here with me - e.b

put a little love on me - e.b

must be love - e.b

night changes - e.d

love. - e.d

slipping through my fingers - e.b

falling in reverse - e.d

la vie en rose - e.b

love grows (where my rosemary goes) - e.b

hold on to me - e.d

solitude - e.b

dreaming of you - e.b

arms of a stranger - e.b

chasing pavements - e.d

all too well - e.d

medicine - e.b

kids - b.n

mr. rager - e.d

mr rager cont. - e.b

fallen - e.b

are you with me - e.b

are you with me cont. - e.b

pity party - e.b **

lover - e.b

sos - e.d

waves - e.b

come back, be here - e.b

next step - e.b

skyfall - e.b

heart like yours - e.b

let the light in - e.d

genius (skyfall cont.) - e.b

lovin’ on you - e.b

boyfriend - e.b

this love - e.b

what was i made for - e.b

delicate - e.b

begin again - e.b

you belong with me - e.b

i can see you - e.b

dancing with our hands tied - e.b

happier - e.b

look after you - e.d

the last time - e.d

bad omens - e.b

clean - e.b

you get me so high - e.b

how to never stop being sad - e.b

no time to die - e.d

close to you - e.b

something in the orange - e.b

i wish you were sober - e.b

something pretty - e.b

santa baby - e.b

i think he knows - e.b

in for it - e.b

outside i keep it quiet - e.b

suburban legends (pt.1) - r.p

connections - o.s

the summer i turned pretty.

meet me at our spot - c.f

mirrorball - c.f

champagne & sunshine - c.f **

matilda - c.f

don’t blame me - c.f

dress - c.f **

electric touch - c.f

false prophets - j.f

hc for cam cameron!!

hc for conrad fisher!!

you are in love - s.c

tv - c.c

midnight rain - s.c

home for the holidays - c.f

going, going, gone - c.f

going, going, gone pt. 2 - c.f

jonah hauer-king

i got you babe - j.h.k

meltdown - j.h.k

bring me to life - p.e

you’re losing me - j.h.k

[bonefries]

another outlast oc ive been working on under the cut tw some mentions of pregnancy and gore

this is "Fishy" a child to one of my ocs who i wont name rn. they re a child born in the trials due to a reagent sneaking their pregnancy past the initiation prep. their parent was presumed dead along with themself. though, a grunt gutted the still breathing reagent and took the infant. raising them as their own kin to the best of their ability and keeping them hidden away from murkoff staff.

but once Fishy started becoming curious and mobile, they never really stuck to one place much after. had to leave the nest a little early.

Fishy has the power to make others hallucinate things that arent really there. (mind games fr) and they use it as means to protect themself. their speculated age i would say is like 6 or 7? and often they will project to others the image of a feral child running on all fours/red enraged eyes and face coverings to scare away threats. They would only be known in the trials as a rumor or urban legend among reagents. Because after all, how the hell is there a kid here?

other notes:

-non verbal ( may use hallucinations to communciate. language learned from enviornment like the TVs, other expop mumblings, and primarily the mannequin children.)

-loves keys

-doesnt have a concept of right or wrong when it comes to dead bodies/corpses/the macabre due to growing up in the harsh enviornment.

-would like some socks or shoes that fit