#winnie a fields (oc)

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I'm just waiting for literally anyone to pop into the comments section of the Other Friends animatic and say "ayo Emio before Emio? HUH?". I'm suprised it hasn't happened yet but I think it'd be so funny if it did.

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Recent art things

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HONEY AND ROSCOE

lewis hamilton x wife! reader x ( platonic! ) oc daughter

♡ a look into the relationship between winnie and roscoe!

୨୧ just a little expansion adding onto the relationship between winnie and roscoe in honey hamilton! some of this is based on stories my mother told me about me and my childhood dog! you guys deserve this fluff after that filth i posted last night lolol <3

♡ related smau available here, related hc available here and here | view my formula 1 masterlist here

reading music recommendations: hope by daughter - my light heaven by ben babbit

♡ when you were pregnant with winnie, roscoe was so protective of you…

୨୧ whenever someone other than lewis came near you, he’d let out a gruff bark as if he was telling them “ keep your distance ”

♡ you and lewis thought it was SO sweet <3

୨୧ whenever you were sitting down in bed or on the couch, roscoe was right next to you, resting his head on your bump, raising his head everytime winnie would kick as lewis would talk them both

“ feel that roscoe? that’s your baby sister in there! you’re gonna look after her when she comes, aren’t you? ” ( roscoe let out a huff, as if agreeing )

♡ when you guys first brought winnie home from the hospital, roscoe was all over her, sniffing her as you held her down to him whilst lewis held him by the collar, making sure he didn’t hurt her

୨୧ they were inseparable since day one, roscoe would sleep at the foot of her crib like a guard dog, making sure she was safe

♡ there was a short period when winnie was a baby where she just could not stop crying…

୨୧ you and lewis were obviously freaking out, wondering if she was sick or something was seriously wrong

♡ as you’re sitting on the couch, lewis moving to another room to call a doctor and ask what you should do, roscoe approaches winnie as she’s held on your lap

୨୧ as soon as roscoe is in her field of view, the crying stops, as if a flip had been switched!

♡ she starts giggling so loud as he sniffs her slipper covered feet, chubby little hands reaching out to pet his face

୨୧ you immediately call out for lewis, telling him not to call the doctor for now…

♡ he’s confused but as soon as he walks into the living room and sees what’s happening, a huge smile breaks out across his face

“ oh… were you just wanting to see roscoe, honey? ” ( he comes over and sits next to you on the couch, calling roscoe up so he’d be closer to winnie )

୨୧ she doesn’t cry for the rest of the day, always having her eyes on roscoe who stays by her side, nuzzling her every once and a while

♡ when she’s a toddler, she definitely lays on his back, juice cup in hand, watching cartoons, roscoe not minding one bit, sleeping peacefully as she idly pets his head

୨୧ whenever roscoe does something deserving of a treat, lewis always calls winnie over to be the one to give to to him just because he knows how much she loves giving roscoe treats

♡ when winnie is old enough to have her own bed instead of a crib, she refuses to sleep in it without roscoe up there with her <3

୨୧ he sleeps at the bottom stretched out by her feet, head hanging off the edge and snoring the loudest you think is possible for a dog

♡ roscoe ONLY plays fetch with winnie now, he treats you and lewis like chopped liver…

୨୧ if you try to throw him a ball, he’ll watch it fly through the sky and hit the ground but won’t even think about going to fetch it

♡ but when winnie has the ball? he’s running for it before she’s even had the chance to throw it!

୨୧ you guys let her hold roscoe’s leash on walks when she’s old enough, you and lewis on either side of her just in case you need to step in for whatever reason

♡ but it’s like roscoe knows he has to be soft with her, he walks even slower than usual and occasionally stops to look back at her as if checking she’s still okay…

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can you write a Dezrend x fem shapeshifter unicorn! Reader where reader is in their unicorn form and is frolicking around a field then Dezrend finds reader, noncons, then over stims reader until reader is dumbed out and enjoys it?

Oh fuck YESS OMFG

MINORS DNI!

F!Unicorm Reader x M!Dragon OC!

CW: F!reader, reader has a vagina, reader referred to as she/her, reader and oc are shaeshifters basically furry?(they’re like legit animals i never know how to tag this XD), ML has 3 peens, inhuman anatomy, NON-CON, dumbification, monster fucking but they’re in humanoid form eventually, massive size difference and kink, stomach bulge, p in v, p in b, dacryphilia, cervix fucking, furry?(we are a unicorn fucking a dragon LOL), also idk if horses have clits i don’t really wanna know tbh so please don’t correct me if not XD we are a unicorn so just pretend, reader has long hair, cumflation, creampie,

Your beautiful mane flows around you as you canter through a field of little round white flowers, in a deep green forest clearing. You felt safe concealed by a deep fog. The flowers stalks tickle your strong legs as you hop over them. You giggle and prance, stopping only to roll onto your back in them for a minute. When you look up and see a dark and terribly massive dragon’s shadow flying overhead.

You flip back onto your powerful hooves as fast as you can, but when you look back, you watch as the dragons slit pupils meet yours through a break in the ground clouds in a snap. It’s too late, it’s already aware of you.

You’re frozen, staring into those black slits as they get closer swiftly crashing onto land before you. The dragon’s wind blows all of the flowers over, clears the fog, and its gargantuan body crushes a portion of the field beneath it. It’s hands and feet crush more as it approaches you.

Frighteningly, the ground shakes with each step, and so do your legs.

A scaley, taloned finger as big as your body meets your chin and tilts your face up, you’re snorting in fear and you finally regain some mobility shifting weight from hoofed leg to hoofed leg. Wind kicks up around you and the field as the mighty creature shrinks itself to only just bigger than you.

You don’t mean to but you look in between it’s legs (which to your credit, is just slightly below your eye level), there are three very gigantic, weeping cocks hanging down.

Your eyes widen in even more horror and you fall onto your equine ass trying to back up to get away. You roll over and try to run, but your hooves slip against the morningdew-damp foliage and pull at the roots, tripping you more and not letting you stand. You thought you would get eaten! Not that!!

youre prone and exposed for him, and he takes advantage, pouncing on you in an instant. Your panic swells, the blood pounding in your ears, you buck wildly.

You feel the things slither between your legs. They’re wet and they rub you down your slit as he mounts you. Two tips pierce your entrances, and it is already the worst pain you’ve ever experienced, you winnie, air puffing out of your nostrils in little clouds, and your front hooves are desperately try to pull yourself up, trying to get you away.

“Little Unicorn, legendary, but so weak.” He pushes all the way in, you feel your vagina stretch to accommodate his size, and your stomach bulges onto the ground beneath your laying form. You can’t breath! You’re so absolutely stuffed you can’t get air, and your head spins. You see the blue sky blackening.

His third hefty and hot cock slithers over your stuffed cunt, rubbing you deliciously with a mind of its own. It thickly heats up your entire being with every minuscule movement of the dragon adjusting.

You feel like you might pass out, breathing in and in and in but getting no air, until you feel a sudden tearing on your left flank and winnie louder, now able to breathe once more.

The pain is sharp, searing even. You turn your head enough to see that his talons have raked into your previously unmarred flesh. Fat tears fall down your gorgeous snout. You’ll have those scars for the rest of your life, however short that may be now.

“Hah! Cry, little legend!” His hips thrust, forcing his dicks deeper inside you, they stretch your gummy walls and feel as though they’re tearing you apart. His heavy dragon balls slap underneath you and amplify these stirring hot feelings in your core. A wailing moan leaves you as your body starts to accept him.

Two front hooves dig into the dirt, the flowers around you bend this way and that peacefully in the breezes as they ignore your peril. Your back hooves are practically crushed beneath the weight of this creature. He starts to slide in and out of you, picking up more speed as he does.

His hips buck into your rear, and his dicks feel as tho they’re tearing you apart inside, while his third pleasures you beyond imagine. your tongue lolls to one side as the surmounting pleasure builds. it slides putting more pressure onto the outside it feels like it’s specifically searching for your clit.

His sharp talons wrap around your neck and squeeze without puncturing your skin there, he pulls your neck and makes your back arch, his dicks plunge even deeper as your body takes him easier and easier. Soon The pleasure is all you feel, the pain not even a memory any longer in your now dumbing head.

He turns you and him at the same time into humans, he seems to have kept his three separate dicks, as your holes remained stuffed.

Your hair in human form is long and unkempt, you’ve never chosen to be in this body. Being a unicorn is just so much better.

A voice falls from your now plush little lips, and your practically hairless skin glistens and sparkles in the sun. Nails and knees dig into the soil beneath you, as your ass is up as high as it will go for the dragon in man form behind you, connected to you by the thick slithering members still penetrating you.

“Ah!!~” Crying out, you can’t help but want more at this point! Your coil is twisting and burning and building and making you beyond dizzy, you need it to snap! “Please! M-more!”

“Hah! Good little unicorn, taking me so well, you even like it now, huh?”

“Mhm!” You practically slur, you feel light headed and stupid you’re getting so fucked out, your body having been taken well beyond its limits, but you’re in bliss. If he kills you, it might be just the perfect end… But you’re only concerned with the right here and now. And right here and now, you’ve got one dick in your intestines and one curled up inside your cervix, and the last cupping your burning sex.

You push your body back into him, trying to take more and more! Your ass fits into his hips like a heavenly puzzle piece, you chase your own high. he squeezes your throat harder, definitely leaving a bruise, you choke out drunken moans, enjoying the stars in your vision as they blip in and out of your fading vision. He lets up enough for you to remain conscious, but keeps you in that sweet spot between dimensions.

The cocks inside of you pulse and grow, and your walls contract at just the right time, he bloats your stomach full of his dragon seed. You’ve finished in a blinding flash, and clarity hits you. His cocks are still inside you.

[stephofromcabin12]

(🗣️) I'm trying to write a PJO fanfic and my oc is a daughter of Athena, so my question is how would you make the oc different enough from Annabeth to make her seem like her own charecter. I think I asked something like this before.

Good question!

Firstly consider what similarities they *don’t* share. Its fine to have similarities — they are half siblings after all — as long as you can balance it with some things that set them apart! It doesn’t have to be huge, and they don’t have to be polar opposites.

Examples:

- Appearance, age.

- Place of birth, family situation.

- Interests, skillsets (reading comic books and being into spelling bees is also a sign of intelligence + counts towards being a bookworm, just saying)

- Humor, cultural knowledge (im never going to let the show writers live down that they wrote Annabeth to have never seen a movie. Even before she ran away? Ur telling me Frederick Chase didn’t sit his baby daughter down for A land before time or Labyrinth? Winnie The Pooh? The dark crystal?? JURASSIC PARK????But he’s so nerdy???? Huh????)

On that note:

- There are many ways of being the same thing. Intelligence and strategising can play out in a million ways.

They might both be smart, but in what areas do they excell?

Where are their interests? Annabeth has her love of architechture, maybe your oc is super nerdy about geography and cartography (good for battle strategising) or even cooking (it is a science after all) — the list goes on!

Places that require intelligence, science and logic:

Art restoration and archival work

Cooking and baking (candy making is straight up wizardry, and Demeter kids are unlikely to be into that specific area of cooking)

Finances and business

Painting/sculpting (art in general)

Music, composition especially but also mixing and producing.

Film and stage managing (techies for theatres is a very Athena kid career)

Logistics in general. Every field ever needs people who can work a spreadsheet and calculate all the possible outcomes of a situation before it happens.

Cleaning (if you mix the wrong chemicals ur gonna poison yourself with mustard gas or something worse)

Teaching

Politics

Journalism

Law

Running a non-profit org/organizing events and protests

Archeology (Must be into: dirt and ugly shoes, sincerely, and lovingly, an archeology dropout)

Anthropology, Psychology, Linguistics

Learning languages in general

Vis dev and animation

I could go on but you get the point I think

Basically: Don’t focus on the core areas they have some overlap. If your oc isn’t named Annabeth, likes archaeology and wears a yankee’s cap, you’re probably good to go.

Remember that everything shapes a person (and character) so it’s not so much about the trait or skill itself but more the effects those things have on your character. Same goes for their relationships.

Lastly consider their purpose and goal (purpose is outside the story: You as a writer deciding what role the character will play. Goal is inside the story: The ‘thing’ your character strives for)

It’s probably not the same as Annabeth’s — so work from there until the venn diagram isn’t a flat circle; some overlaps are fine but they’re not one and the same.

I hope that helps!

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whats five random facts about an OC of ur choice?

winnie facts !!!

1. she was born on february 5th, 1988 (making her an aquarius)

2. she has a sketchbook full of drawings, taped in leaves and flowers, stickers and random scraps of paper she finds <3

3. she plays guitar

4. she loves fantasy books + movies, specifically lord of the rings

5. she likes to go on walks (in the forest close to her house or the huge field about a mile away) and collect flowers to dry and put in her sketchbook

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Okay now I have to ask, from that list I made or absolutely any other ideas, so you have any thoughts on crossovers between our ocs? 🥺

Omg! Hold onto your hat! This is gonna get weird!

Roni Tanner

Mia Queen- I feel like they could develop like kind of a sister-y relationship when the Gambit goes down since Oliver is kind of the brother Roni never had and she feels a duty to look out for his kid sisters.

Rose Smythe

Annika Webster- I see potential for superhero girl shenanigans! And also meddling and matchmaking attempts!

Kelsey Doyle- they seem to have similar vibes and I feel like they would be wonderfully chaotic together!

Kris Smythe

Sadie Maddox- I think these two could get along and maybe cause a little trouble together

Carli Tanner

Ophelia Wayne- she seems like exactly the kind of boss bitch Carli would love to have in her corner

Ruby Fitzherbert

Finley Rider- I feel like we could play up the angst with this. Sisters separated by circumstance and whatnot

Piper Pan

Finley Rider- I also see a lot of potential for mischief and shenanigans here

Winnie Pan- another possible awesome sister duo! I see a lot of adventure potential with these two

Regina Grimhilde

Violet Kingsleigh- I feel like these two could have similar paths of being sent to Auradon with ulterior motives then (presumably) realizing things aren't what they've always thought

Bobbi LaCosta

Jane Forester- I see a whole"best friend's brother" situation developing with them and Dean

Charlotte Howard-Danes- I'm seeing bonding over dancing and flighty absent moms!

Sam Gleason- with the way Miss Patty kind of mothers Kirk, I assume she does something similar with Sam. I see that leading to a sister/bestie bond

Lila Lupin

Gemini Black- I think these two could have a very interesting friendship. Their personalities seem like they would compliment each other will

Athena Prewett

Bobbie Fortescue- This could be an interesting pair. Both war orphans (well half orphan on Athena's side), both cousins of people directly In The Drama, both separated from their families by their sorting. I see kindred spirits here

Phoenix Dumbledore- I just wanna see what these two would get up to since the Beauxbatons stayed with the ravenclaws.

Venus Malfoy- Athena would be the friend supporting her to rebel against her parents.

Stella Knight

Atalanta Jackson- As the two girls closest to Jason I feel they're constantly tag teaming to keep him alive 🤣

Cassandra Aelius- People think Stella's kind of crazy for trying to tell the future using the stars so I feel like she would at least listen to her prophecies even if she doesn't always believe them

Alexa Cantwood

Crystal Solace- I feel like we've discussed these two before and I still want them to be besties

Elyana Chase- we're always here for half sister adventures!

Stella Beauregard- I think that these two would be friends. I also think Stella would see Alexa and Lucian and be like "Ugh you guys are disgusting" because that's how cute they are

Victoria Blofis- She seems so chill and I think that could have that kind of friendship you can only have with people you've known through all your awkward phases.

Gwen Macintosh

Brandy Hayes- I'm seeing these two being like parallel "one girl field agent" type of friends who can bond by laughing at/bitching about their teams together

Xenia Hart- I'm guessing she's Harry's daughter so I see them being best friends since babyhood and the ultimate agent team when their grown up. We'd either have to give one of them a new codename or we could play with the hilarity of two Guinevere's on top of the two galahads

Rikki Lane

Chloe Grace Routledge- I see these two acting as literally ALL of John B's impulse control.

Cody Maybank- These two and Kie would be terrifying together. I can already tell. I don't know why though.

Jo Clark- Rikki would totally be sympathetic to Jo running to the Cut to get away from her problems. They would bond over being kook defectors and Rikki would offer to let Jo stay with her or borrow clothes or anything

Sharon Henderson

Beth Munson (Thompson?)- I feel like Sharon would be like the Dustin to Nancy, Beth, and Barb's Mike Lucas and Will. The one who joined the squad late (sixth grade) but blended in flawlessly

Cara Henderson- can you say ultimate big sister duo? From what I can tell, Cara would be the athletic sister to Sharon's need sister and I love that!

Samantha Mayfield- They would totally team up to kick monster ass.

Sidney Hopper- These two and Jonathan would have totally been like the three musketeers growing up so I could see a besties turned worst enemies and back progression with them.

Stacy Byers- Similar to Sidney, I'm seeing a "sisters in all but blood" situation

Roxy Winchester

Ainsley Winchester- Roxy always wanted a sister so I think she would love Ainsley. I can see them trying to be the peacekeepers of the family and rolling their eyes at the boys constantly.

Deborah Winchester- these two would have either been best friends or constantly at each other's throats after John found Roxy. Either way, I think they would have loved each other. I could see them being a formidable hunting team to rival their brothers.

Elle Winchester- the adopted sisters with the secret pasts? I love it!!! Potential for lots of drama and shocking reveals!

Esther Cott- I'm not sure exactly what these two would do together but I feel like they would make interesting friends

Drea Jones

Ana Andrews- Total parallels for their brothers. They have the brain cells. Do not get paid enough for this shit.

Charlotte Jones- The female role model Drea needs in her life. Sister Bonding (TM). Will fuck you up.

Delaney Carlyle- Chaos. All the chaos. I like it!

Fallon Parris Jones- You know that part in The Parent Trap between Annie and Hallie realizing they're twins and the end of camp? I feel like that's these two when Fallon comes back to Riverdale

Harper Harrison- These two would be great friends. Drea is totally the kind of friend to learn sign language along with Harper so they can talk shit about people without anybody knowing. Also was Riverdale High Drama Department's designated choreographer, she would talk about musicals all day with her

Kris Keller- As Kevin's best friend, I could see Drea becoming a regular fixture in the Keller household to the point where Tom will walk into one of the twins' rooms to find Drea sprawled on the floor with her sketchbook and just be like "yeah sure why not?"

Lyra Lovell- Creative dancer girls!!! Will spill blood for Jughead Jones. Exhausted by Gladys Jones.

Tanya Conway- As someone who loves a good mystery and, thanks to Archie, never really believed Svenson was the Black Hood, dress would totally help Tanya prove her dad's innocence.

Roni Stark

Alessia Stark- We could do some interesting things here with both of them having the serum used on them. Plus I've never considered Roni having a big sister. Could be fun!

Adelaide Stark- Roni would absolutely ADORE Adi! She'd be the cool aunt who took her on trips aunt bought her whatever she wanted. She'd also be the one to bake cookies and make pillow courts for movie marathons.

Aris Stark-- Much like with Adi, Roni would be Aris's ultimate supporter growing up. When the boys go to space and the girls are left behind, Roni tries to guide Aris through developing unexpected superpowers. She's been there herself so she should be able to handle it, right?

Athena Stark- Ultimate Aunt Roni would help her ambitious niece get anything her little heart desired

Ava Potts- Ava describing Roni "my aunt who's not really my aunt bursts into flames. Sure why not?"

Cora (& Orion) Royce- Roni would totally love this little girl and her determination to help protect her family. She'd do everything she could to help her

Zora Wright- I could see these two being great friends

Cora Hargreeves

Alice Hargreeves- Cora likes to think she was the empathetic sibling growing up. She tried to include Viktor as much as possible and would have treated Alice no different. When they grow up and find themselves the most stable of their family, they're have to be the brain cells to help keep everyone focused to stop the apocalypse

Andromeda Hargreeves- Cora would try to help Andromeda develop her powers by levitating small objects around her for her to try to catch. She doesn't blame her for leaving and welcomes her home

Audrey- They would totally bond over music and being the "artsy" siblings

Cassie Hargreeves- Oh this could be fun! Cora's psychic but she has a lot of trouble with that part of her powers do when cause around he uses Cora more for her telekinesis. Then when caddies gone he would push her more to have visions.

Cleo Sullivan- Anyone who can work with Diego on a regular basis and not kill him is immediately a friend of Cora's. She'd be glad to have another girl around who knows how to fight

Kamaria Hargreeves- We love a long lost sister in this house! I see a lot of room for shenanigans here

Max Carmichael- Cora would either love Max or she would annoy the hell out of her. I'm not sure which. Maybe both

Mira Hargreeves- "My thirteen year old brother and his eighteen year old daughter just fell through a time portal to stop the apocalypse. Sounds about right." -Cora Hargreeves

Mireille Labonair- Cora would probably be wary of anyone who agreed to work with her father but once she got past that, she'd love that Luther had someone who made him happy

Odessa Hargreeves- Cora would hate having her sister resent their family but she wouldn't her.

Poppy- Cora would love Poppy! She adores Grace so having a sister like her would be awesome. When they grow up she would love getting to finally show her the world!

Sierra Nearing- Cora actually works at Griddy's after leaving the Academy. Sierra would probably be her first real friends and I love that! Cora would show her all the sculptures she works on when she's not at the diner. Curiously, her shifts never line up with her siblings' visits so she still doesn't know Sierra knows them beyond what's she's told her. Even Diego and Klaus who she actually sees regularly.

Vienna Montgomery- As Diego's designated favorite sibling, Cora would have met Vienna and immediately love her. They would be great friends and cora would only be mildly surprised but not unhappy when Vienna shows up to the funeral.

Virginia West- Cora would absolutely love Ginny! Books are some of her favorite things and watching Ginny literally bring stories to life would be like magic to her.

Wilhelmina Hargreeves- Cora might resent Willa a little bit for leaving, but she still loves her and understands why she did it. When she comes back for the funeral, Cora is glad to see Willa just like all the others.

Mickey Daniels (& Melissa van Aren, Emily Kirkpatrick, and Amy Turner)

Alyssa Solomon- If there's one thing Mickey Daniels loves, it's a challenge. Befriending Alyssa Solomon has proven to be one of the bigger challenges Mickey's encountered. The girl has secrets on top of secrets. Lucky for Mickey, secrets are her chosen trade.

Annalise Goode- Mickey's part of the welcome committee for new students so she'd be totally excited to meet Annalise! I could see them being like workout partners and training together

Leia Gallagher- Mickey would think it's so coul that Latoya is a direct descendant of Gilly! They'd probably spend a lot of time talking about places they've travelled and having parental figures who are always away.

Sami Upton

Abbie Hudson- These two would totally have been best friends growing up! They would have spent all their time practicing gymnastics moves and driving Finn and Noah crazy. They probably would have decided to join Glee together just to try it and both fell in love with it.

Christina Hummel- Sami doesn't agree with the way the football team treats the Hummel twins. She also doesn't do much to interfere for fear of losing her own social standing. As an original Glee member, she's been friends with Kurt and at least frenemies with Christina since freshman year.

Joy Schuester- Sami would totally be the friend Joy would look at when Will does something crazy/stupid/embarrassing like "Do you see what I have to deal with???" Only for Sami to sheriff and start laughing like "I'm sorry I can't help you, but this is hilarious."

Kendall Pierce- Sami would love Kendall because she too would see no reason to choose between cheer and Glee. I could see them being kind of a mirror for Quinn and Britt

Ok finally done!!! Wow that was a lot.

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BLUE LOCK ROLEPLAY OC#2

NAME

Edwyn[Winny] Graves

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CHARACTER INFORMATION

AGE| 19

BIRTHDAY| May 25th

RELATIVES| ———

CRUSH| Chris Prince, Teieri Anri or Your OC

GENDER| Male

HAIR COLOR| Caramel Blonde

EYE COLOR| Green

HEIGHT| 185cm (6'0")

BLOOD TYPE| A

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PROFESSIONAL STATISTICS

AFFILIATION| Blue Lock, Premier League

TEAM| Blue Lock U-20, Manshine City

POSITION| Center Attacking Mid

SPECIALTY| Stamina, Vision, Dribbling, Shooting

JERSEY NUMBER| 2

OCCUPATION| Blue Lock 

"A chicken without its head running around the field will eventually collapse and die. Keep that in mind." —Edwyn to Yoichi Isagi.

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Edwyn Graves is a supporting character in Blue Lock.

Once arriving at Blue Lock, he was avoided by many because of his role at Manshine City. Some even mocked him for having to travel from Europe to Japan just to improve. He inspires to be like his best friend, Chris Prince, yet he is depressed after realizing their friendship ended after going to Blue Lock.

APPEARANCE 

Edwyn has fluffy and curly caramel blonde hair with an undercut. His green eyes are hooded, and his skin is a fair, sun-kissed tone. His eyelashes are dark and long, and when he smiles, his dimples show. He is rather embarrassed about his dimples as people call him cute instead of hot.

CLOTHING

For casual wear, he favors comfortable clothes such as sweatpants, tees, and flannels a bit too big for him. His most favorite outfit consists of a tan flannel, a white shirt, light brown pants, and grey tennis shoes with light green(almost grey) laces. He claims that it makes him look like a pudding cake.

PERSONALITY 

As a man who has played alongside one of the best, Chris Prince, Winny is passionate about his life. Although, with that passion comes his vainness. He is strong, aggressive, and tactical on the field, yet the respect disappears off-field, especially towards other athletes. He loves the heat of matches, but his manager did not let him play too often. "He is a bull in a China shop," says the head coach of Manshine City. Winny's unfairness off-field got him recognized around the team as an egotistical bully. While in Blue Lock, he slowly starts to show a friendlier and giving side that he did not have playing for Manshine City. In Ego's words, he begins to "evolve".

RELATIONSHIPS

Chris Prince

When Winny was accepted into Manshine City's club, he felt like an outcast due to his age. everybody was older than him, and, being 17 at the time, he had all eyes on him. Chris Prince was the first to engage a conversation with Winny, and at that moment, the boys had taking a liking to each other and their non-stop worship to exercise and the 'perfect body fit'. The pair were unstoppable on the field, but Winny was rarely subbed on to play. Because of his lack of patience, Chris had suggested the coach to send Winny to Japan's Blue Lock project out of concern for the young player's tempered abilities. Since then, though, Winny had taken Chris's suggestion as a punishment for believing that Chris was tired of him, but in reality, he merely wanted to help his friend out...ex-friend, by now.

Isagi Yoichi

Winny views Isagi as another obstacle to crash. Isagi is Rome and Winny is Odoacer. Defeated by Isagi in the trio matches and recruited by the raven-haired boy, Winny wants nothing more than to prove himself worthy enough and destroy Isagi's egotism in soccer. Once they departed for the Neo Egoist Project, Winny chose to go to Manshine City and face his old friend, Chris Prince. Through the hardships of learning to apologize, Winny and Prince play together as a dynamic duo once again and aim to defeat Munchen Bastard and Isagi Yoichi.

Teieri Anri

Charmed by her intelligence, Winny is swooned by Anri's confidence and witty attitude. He already adores women in uniform, so why stop him from adoring the caretaker of Blue Lock? She is beautiful to him, and whenever he sees her, he blushes and softly flirts with her. Even knowing her age, he holds back from sexual feelings, but he does love to tease women in general. Never said he had a chance with any, though...

ABILITIES

Archetype:

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Skills

On-Target - From any angle given, Winny has the courage to take a shot with full confidence in getting a goal. And most times, he's right. He calls that skill "On-Target"; a shooting tactic that allows him to gain complete conscious of where he is and what he does in order to shoot an almost perfect shot. That is also the same skill that impressed Chris Prince enough to talk with Winny, starting their dynamic duo of offensive play.

Control - In order to be the best footballer, you need to receive the ball well. Winny? No questions asked. He is one of the best at ball control. From chest traps to simple ground passes, he can handle any pass or shot given to him without a single stumble. Though, he gains his cocky attitude due to this fact...

Expeditious Behavior/Thinking - Quick but efficient, Winny's favorite way of thinking. People believe him to be a lazy person due to his careless actions, but he knows a situation better than most. On the field, his quick thinking allows him to trick so many into going for a fake shot or pass, only to be greeted by his famous celebration of a "No. 1" finger and "Suiii!".

QUOTES

"Aw~! Is your precious diamond cracked? Stomped in like the dirt you are; it doesn't feel great, now does it?" -Edwyn to Gaby Takizi

"I fell down to my knees for you, and you cut my head off. What a ruler you are, Prince." -Edwyn to Chris Prince

"This is what you started. Callin' me for help to clean up your mess? Quite a selfish act." -Edwyn to Isagi Yoichi

TRIVIA

-His hometown is Southampton City, England

-He started playing soccer ever since he was 3

-His favorite soccer player is Bruno Fernandes

-He doesn't like to listen to music other than low-bass rap. It often makes Chris Prince think if he has hearing problems...

-When Winny first saw Chris give him a handshake after coming back to Manshine for Neo Egoist, Winny ignored him in a cold manner before going to Reo and saying something to him; leaving the purple-haired boy to stare blankly back at Prince

-He lived at a dorm with Chris Prince as his roommate, but has gone to hotels after their incident

-His favorite foods are Shepherds Pie and Apple Crust

-Favorite color is castleton green

-His hobbies consist of playing soccer, watching soccer, playing video games, and sleeping in

[wexhappyxfew]

hello! @mercurygray is hosting Blind Dates again this year and i knew i just had to take part in this event again because it is by far one of the things i enjoyed most on here last year! this year, i wanted to do Band of Brothers again, and i wanted to experiment with a character you really don't see often AND a perspective of an OC that i felt would be an interesting mesh! i wrote the beginning months again for something else and decided to move forward with it and i really like how this came out; the ending, i'm a bit shaky with, but today and tomorrow offer me a WHOLE LOT of schoolwork to do and next week at school is bound to be busy so i wanted to get this out now! it's a bit longer than i intended but it works for the story! thank you merc for hosting this event; i was really excited to take part again and work on an OC i had in my mind for a bit! thanks and enjoy! :D

apple pie and paratroopers

For once the little town of Aldbourne, nestled in the grassy hills of the countryside of England, lay in both a quiet yet desolate morn. By this point, the roads would've been filled with members of the paratrooper division that had arrived just a month ago, either marching around in their olive drab, names stuck on a sticky little patch they put on the right breast, or adorning clean white shirts, starched and pressed by duty of the military, as well as dark, navy blue shorts with a little symbol sewed on the corner, running in small packs as early as 6:30 in the morning. Even on the spare chance, they were returning from Birmingham or the nearby town of Swindon after a late night in one of the social clubs, half awake, their sleepy eyes blurry and tired smiles spread on their lips, their Class-A's disheveled and unbuttoned.

Yet this morning, the roads were fairly empty, even by eight o'clock, even as the sun was finally showing on the stone pathways and paved roads and women were out hanging fresh laundry to dry or children were finally dressed with shoes on their feet, running down the street, kicking a lumpy football onto a grass field. Civilians bustled about their normal routine, as if relieved for once that there was not an American motorcycle zipping through the streets, revving the motor, or the loud and quite obnoxious voices of them bouncing off the side streets or cobblestone walls. It was quiet. Oddly quiet.

Normally, a few of the Land Girls would be huddled against the wooden fence post, leaned up with either their beige overalls or brown twill breeches, green sewn scarves by one of their mothers braided into their hair, whispering and giggling amongst one another as the All-American paratroopers strolled the streets of their hometown, occasionally letting a glance slide towards the group that stood there, before continuing on their way.

Winnie had always thought the Americans' company in their small town was rather curious, watching from the window in the parlor as the jeeps and trucks rolled in on their first day of the stay, occupying barns and officers being taken into homes and apartments above small shops - it seemed the Americans had just about equalized the population of the town.

Winnie bent down to pick up the stem of one of the daisies growing in a field down the road aways from the main hub of Aldbourne, where the end of the town was nearly just out of sight, the top of the brick chimney just around the corner from where she stood barely visible.

Her mother had thought it'd be best if her hair were braided and pulled from her face, while also framing her cheekbones and the freckles her mother loved sometimes more than life itself. The ends of her hair had been tucked up into one another and neatly pressed and pulled together by the bobby pins from her mother's dresser. Then she had stood in the mirror, watching as her mother set her hands on her shoulders and given both a reassuring and gentle squeeze, before bustling her out of the door, with a lunch pale of white bread, a pad of butter, an apple from the small orchard her father had planted when she had been a little girl, and a cloth napkin her mother had sewn. All tucked in and packaged neatly.

Winnie admittedly was a bit more outgoing, a bit more of the sprightly type and willing type. She guessed that's why she let herself linger to the side a bit and watched as the Land Girls talked and giggled with the Americans for a few weeks, twirling the ends of their hair that they pulled from tight buns of braids, tilting their heads to the side to make themselves more appealing to the specimen that was man. Winnie was quite intrigued by the notion and had ultimately questioned her mother in the evening why a woman must do that to then be appealing to mankind. Her mother would pat her lips with the clean napkin she kept on her lap and lean towards her daughter with bright and wise eyes, and then start a discussion on womanhood and Winnie would almost immediately lose interest.

She had been a child when the war had started nearly, only fifteen, still wearing clothes she'd worn in primary. Still with books littering her room and a few dolls her mother had sewn for her collected in the corners of her room. Still a few fresh pieces of canvas either with watercolor or clean white leaned against walls or windowsills, plants potted, breathing and alive.

Much of that she still had, but by eighteen, she was an adult now. She assumed you had to start doing adult-like things by that point and one of them was keeping a watch for a man you could possibly take a chance of starting a family with - or whatever the Land Girls always gossiped about.

Winnie supposed that's why she found herself in that lone field that morning, wasting the few hours she had before her report time for the WLA, picking up flowers, holding them up to the sun, before doing much of the same; observing and watching the silent little thing and moving on. They always seemed to then grow back, because whenever she returned, the field, though not in late fall and the majority of the winter season, had a field of flowers.

The sound of the church bells by midday caught her quite literally off guard, her eyes snapping to her tiny brown watch on her wrist and her eyes again to the town down the pebble road at which she had walked aimlessly before, as if she didn't have anywhere to be. There, the hands on her watch read twelve o'clock and the guilt that seeped into her chest turned over like one of her mother’s hotcakes in the morning. Her bottom was covered in fresh grass stains already - she hadn't even reached her official first day as a Land Girl and her bum was already askew with the marks of a Land Girl.

Winnie turned and pulled the lunch pail from the ground, figuring she'd get her sips of water at the well she'd seen at the entrance to the estate, and raced down the road, her heart pounding with each and every step she took. In a way, she knew she should've just gone straight from her home to the estate, but she couldn't help but get distracted by the thought of a warm breeze for once that wafted through the town and slowly brushed through the changing leaves of color above her, along with the dew filled grass and last of the summer flowers. Yet, she knew she had a place now, officially. She was an adult in this world now and in this war, she played a part. Even in the grassy fields of Aldbourne, bright-eyed and youthful. She'd do what she could.

Turning the corner onto the main street, Winnie pushed her little legs the best she could - she'd taken a physical exam just a week prior and passed and suddenly was second-guessing it all as a stitch sewed its way into her side - and quite honestly, kept her eye out mainly for the sign of the estate and nothing else. The curses that left her mouth would've earned her a smack upside the head as a child, but in this case, her mother had said them enough as she bustled around the kitchen making bread or sewing and pricking her finger. The words always seemed to come to good use in any scenario, why not use them?

The Village Green Estate, sat just past the grassy square nearly in the center of town, fenced in property, with fresh cut lawn and rolling fields just out behind it which spread into landscape and traditional English foothills. She'd never been; always simply outside, looking in.

Letting out a disgruntled sigh towards herself, she raced around the corner, proud of herself for the fancy bit of footwork that she seemed to perform as she narrowly moved around that corner down the main road. Maybe it would’ve been fancier if she didn’t crash into that man whose solid force of chest and olive dressed clothing hadn’t sent her stumbling backwards and onto the ground. Her first thought was not that she was even more late, but she was sat on the ground in her breeches that already had the showings of sitting in dirt and the grass. Mother ought to truly smack her for this; freshly washed, hung to the wind and pressed! How could she do this to the clothing that the two of them had scrapped money together to clean?

“ Miss, I’m so sorry, let me help ya with that.” the man said and Winnie looked up towards him, her cheeks finding a way to flame a dangerously dark red color, as the man bent down to pick up her lunch pail and the canteen of water that had clattered onto the ground with a quite resounding tumble.

“ I’m so sorry,” Winnie managed out rushing to push herself to her feet, as the man slowly glanced up towards her, standing with her lunch pail and water in hand,” I…um, I’m quite late in the first place, which of course, it is my fault at the end of the day, and I was trying to get to the Village Estate and my mind must’ve thought racing around this corner without even looking was just a brilliant idea. And then you were right there, but I only just registered once my bottom had hit the ground. But, it was the fields! The fields of flowers! Just past the old barn down the road - they were just too pretty to ignore!”

Winnie tried to catch her breath after managing a ramble such as that and was sure that if it were anything different, she would’ve taken a breath between sentences and words. The man, whom she realized was one of the Americans from the paratrooper company, watched her with a soft smile; he didn’t seem quick to judge, he seemed composed - unlike herself, good God - and he was tall. She didn’t question why her mind decided that tall was what out of the thousands of words in the dictionary she could begin to call him, but tall it was.

“ Don’t worry about it really,” the man said, with an easy shrug of his shoulders,” we all got places to be, some earlier than others. Don’t let it bother ya.” Winnie watched him and managed a small grin. He had quite a nice voice at that, it wasn’t anything demeaning or rough like some of the Americans, their god-awful accents ringing through Aldbourne streets at every hour of the day. No, his voice was actually quite gentle - oh God, she must’ve looked like a lost puppy in his eyes at least - and he showed no signs of annoyance either.

“ Here,” he said and handed her the lunch pail, which she carefully took and the canteen which she actually looped across her shoulder this time, just how her mother had done it before she had removed it in the field,” there ya are.”

“ Thank you…again, really, I’m sorry to have ran right into you.” Winnie said again, looking up at him and finding his eyes already watching her there again, making her let out an unexpected and quite nervous laugh that made this smile spread across her lips again,” I thought it was a brick wall at first I’ll be honest and I was just an idiot.”

The man let out a laugh - it was a really nice laugh, one that you used around your family, one that was genuine and for a second she felt a smile spread across her lips. Oh God, she felt so awkward, scratching behind her neck as she felt the warmth continuing to creep up past her neck and into her cheeks again. Maybe she should be embarrassed; after all, she ran into him like some sort of madwoman herself, on what sort of mission - God knows what that was.

“ Glad I could be seen that way by someone like you, Miss, none of the boys back in the barracks would believe it for a second, so I thank you for that.” he said with a smile her way and she let out a laugh at his words. She could feel a bit of a thrill racing through her system - maybe it was confidence or this weird urge to be friendly to the ally - whatever it was, it was the first time in 18 years she had met an American and an American who had such pleasant manners. A lingering silence fell between them as they watched one another - Winnie quite honestly felt like she were supposed to say something in the awkward air of silence, but found herself too focused on this American man with manners who had helped her by the mess she had caused.

“ Where are my manners, Pat Christenson. I’m with Easy Company from the 506th.” he said, holding out a hand towards her, a little laugh leaving his lips afterwards,” Only right of me after I crash into ya and you fly to the ground.” Winnie let out a small chortle at his words and shook his hand right back, surprised by the warmth his hand withheld along with the gentleness that followed.

“ Winnie Chapman. I’m not a paratrooper or even as near as an expert, but I must say, you are one of the most gentlemen-like gentlemen I have ever met.” she said, as the duo retracted their hands,” I’m with….well, a little house down the road is where I reside if you’re interested in homemade apple pie.”

Oh God someone stop her and reteach her the alphabet or something - apple pie?! Winnie could feel his eyes on her and her cheek’s deepening to an even darker red - outing her mother’s apple pie to an American paratrooper who she had just happened to collide with this morning? Her mother ought to lose her poor mind for outing something as precious as that; and that recipe was ancient! Gods, Winnie just wasn’t used to Americans and their bluntness and upfront nature. If anything, the citizens of little Aldbourne were much more apt to stay on the quiet side, just like what they had done with the war until it had come to their front doors.

“ Guilty is charged, Winnie Chapman.” Pat said with a grin, and Winnie let out another chuckle again - they were already on full name basis where smiles and grins followed - and she slowly met his gaze again,” What’s this about homemade apple pie?”

“ Oh it’s my mother’s! Most beautiful apple pie in town - she’d sell it if she could - but with rationing and all, we’ve only managed some ingredients,” she had to slow herself with the rambling, it seemed this American paratrooper Pat Christenson was all for inciting her bountiful rambles of nothings,” in the future she’ll be able to do it, I’ve told her so.” Pat watched her with a grin.

“ She sounds like a wonderful woman, and if I’m being honest, Winnie Chapman, I’d be inclined to try a slice myself one day if the chance ever came.” he said, leaning up against the brick wall beside them with another grin. Winnie made a fair attempt, as best as she could imagine, on hiding the surprise that seemed to fill her eyes there as she stood in front of him - did he really enjoy apple pie that much, to practically offer himself to a night at the Chapman’s for apple pie of all things? Her mother ought to scold her for such a thing, visitors were practically a no-show at this point - how was he supposed to react to the leaky sink, the floorboard coming up in the corners of the parlor and the window with the small crack in the corner. She absentmindedly fumbled with the leather strap of her canteen and suddenly remembered there was the tall American stood in front of her, watching her….with very soft eyes.

“ I mean, if you ever wanted to stop by, we haven’t had someone over since before the war and Mrs. Atkins down the street has been far too fickle these days with afternoon tea in the parlor.” Winnie said, biting back her lip at her words - he wouldn’t even know Mrs. Atkins, why would she ever bother,” My mother would be sure to love the company; complete with the stories you ought to have. She absolutely loves the thrill of the American lifestyle that she hears about in the paper.”

The internal halt she had to put on herself at the immediate contradiction to her previous thoughts was an attempt to slap herself silly - he ought to have thought she were mad! Her mother would surely think the same. An American paratrooper for apple pie; was she insane. Quite possibly. Pat let out a chuckle at her words and slowly met her gaze again - his eyes were a beautiful caramel color and they shone with a brightness reminiscent of the sun - he seemed to recognize her staring, but he watched her right back. Okay, maybe to him, it were like some silly little joke, maybe he liked jokes, who knew!

“ I would love to join you and your mother for a meal in the future, Winnie Chapman.” he said with a grin,” Homemade apple pie can make anyone away from home feel at home.” Winnie smiled and tried to ignore the twinge deep inside her stomach, but the sudden realization of how handsome this tall American was - regarding the fact this tall American was talking to her of all people - and how much he seemed to be enjoying the conversation, Winnie decided to put it to rest.

“ We’d be more than happy.” she said, taking an exciting step closer - subconsciously of course, if she were actually in control of what her mind was thinking right now, she would’ve cowered and watched from afar, but letting herself remain actively engaged in conversation with this American was thrilling and enticing. Even bathed in sunlight, his eyes twinkled, and the genuineness of his smile dissipated the dreariness of war and the circumstances that encircled them.

“ Where’d you say you had to go again? The Village Estate?” he asked her - the sudden dread that filled her stomach was NOT as enticing as it once had been and the realization that she’d been out talking to this tall American while her arrival was more than likely awaited and equally anticipated, not to mention she was already incredibly lateby every means imaginable and now this would only made her even more late. She looked to him with wide eyes and he found a way to chuckle.

“ Yes.” she breathed out, her eyes widening further,” Yes…I….I should’ve been there ages ago but-”

“ You were in the fields. With the flowers. With the flowers that were too pretty to ignore.” Pat said, a smile spreading on his face as Winnie registered that he spoke the same words she had basically let cascade upon him all at once. Winnie looked taken aback at first, smirking the slightest bit at his words.

“ Yes, actually, because of the flowers.” she said, letting out a small laugh,” I didn’t think you’d….remember that?”

“ I drew some flowers from that field a few days back.” Pat said with a small smile, tilting his head to the side,” By far some of the prettiest flowers I’d ever seen.” Winnie grinned, then it fell.

“ Right, Village Estate, WLA. Bollocks, uh, shit, uh sorry, - I’ve really got to get a move on or they’ll have my bottom.” Winnie said and glanced towards the center square where people milled about on their daily routine. Winnie looked back to Pat who watched her with an amused grin himself.

“ If you ever need to find me, I will in fact be the one Land Army girl covered in mud - I heard it was cow day.” she said, watching Pat’s brow raise,” don’t ask.” It came out exasperated but he laughed. She really loved his laugh. With that, a slight stumble, and a glance back, she took off down the road.

“ I can keep that promise at least!” she called over her shoulder, catching Pat’s smile just as she rounded the corner. Right as she slowed herself down at the main gates of the Village Estate, did she then realize she’d told by far one of the most handsome Americans she’d ever seen that she would be the one covered in mud - most likely daily at that. And she’d invited him over for pie - apple pie! And her mother’s no less. Winnie scrunched her nose and sighed.

“ Are you Winnie Chapman?” a voice asked and Winnie practically launched herself upright, finding a young woman like herself, concern on her face, as she stepped forward in similar wear to Winnie’s own.

“ Yes, yes, I am…Winnie.” she managed out, slightly breathlessly.

“ We’ve been awaiting you! So glad to see you’ve made it!” she said, a smile breaking onto her face. Winnie felt a relieved smile - with a slight hint of confusion possibly - spread on her face.

“ We were worried you got lost.” the young woman exclaimed and Winnie brushed it off cooly with a slight smile.

“ Not lost, just….Americans and brick walls I’m afraid.” The young woman laughed.

“ There’s more to that than meets the eye I’m afraid.”

“ I’ll take my chances.” Winnie said with a chuckle and the young woman grinned.

“ Follow me.” the young woman said,” We are delighted to have you join us.” Winnie grinned. She’d made it to the Estate - with a few detours - but she’d made it. And those little bumps in the road; they’d been worthwhile.

[seanfalco]

Happy Birthday Winnie | Misfits Timeline Anomaly’verse

an oc x oc collaboration between @seanfalco & @super-unpredictable98​

Word Count: 7k Warnings: Recreational drug use, alcohol, smut, public sex

[ masterlist ]

"So, where are you guys takin' me?" Win asked again curiously.

"For the thousandth time, you'll see when we get there," her Nathan exclaimed with a laugh. "Maybe we shoulda blindfolded her too," he muttered, glancing over at his twin.

"That would've been nice, wouldn't it, babe?" Lyddie's Nathan teased before biting her neck softly.  

"Don't worry, it's gonna be amazing, you're gonna love it, I'm sure of it," Lydia put both hands on Win's shoulders, massaging her.  "Now relax and enjoy your day."

"Mmmm," Win hummed, the sound turning into more of a moan than anything under their attention.  "I guess I can do that," she joked, letting her eyes slip shut. 

"That's a good girl," her Nathan teased, taking her hand to give it a squeeze as he looked out the train window.

"Fuck, I hate when you say that in public..." Lydia shuddered while still massaging Win's shoulders.  "I look like a nymphomaniac with zero self control." 

"And where's the lie, Lollipop?" her Nathan leaned back with a laugh, reaching into her backpack for more snacks.

"Mmm, you can call me a good girl any time," Win taunted.  "Besides, if you're a nympho, Lyds, then so am I," she laughed.  

"And I wouldn't have it any other way," Win's Nathan murmured, waggling his eyebrows.

"Yeah, maybe my mum was right when she said I'd find my crowd," Lyddie looked out the window.  "I think we're almost there!" she cried, holding Win tightly. 

"How d'you know that?  Have you been here before?" her Nathan asked in the middle of devouring a tin of cookies.  

"Once, when I was a kid, but it's been so long..."

Win snagged a biscuit before leaning closer to the window to see if she could get any idea of where they were going.  All she could see were crowds of people and tents.  "Is this some sort of festival?" she asked excitedly.

"Might be... why?  Does the birthday girl like this sort of thing?  I had no idea!" Lydia gasped dramatically.  She had the idea a few months back.  She thought it would be nice to take a little time off and be as far away from Win's family as possible on her special day.

"Oh my God," Win exclaimed, turning back to throw her arms around Lydia.  "This is the best birthday gift.  Thank you thank you thank you!"

"So I guess you like it then?" Lydia joked, hugging Win back.  

"What kinds of drugs d'you think they got in there?" Lyddie's Nathan mused. 

"Nathan!  Probably all of them, but we're not doing that, not after what happened at the club,” Lydia snapped. 

"What, wou almost shaggin' me at the car park?" he snorted.  "We're here, might as well try somethin'... we're immortal."

"I'll do some Molly," Win murmured with a smirk.  "It's not a proper festival if you're not a little high," she teased, winking at Lyddie's Nathan.

"As always the mum of the group is gonna have to take care of everyone..." Lydia rolled her eyes. 

"Nah, c'mon!  Do it with us!" her Nathan pouted. 

"Forget it, I'm not gonna be peer pressured by my fiancé, no way.  It's Winnie's first birthday in this dimension, I wanna remember it."

"Aw, maybe I shouldn't then," Win deliberated as they got up to exit the compartment.  "I don't wanna make Lyds be the designated driver, as it were." 

"But it's your birthday, babe, you should do what you want," her Nathan argued, following her out.

"That is true, you are the boss," Lydia grabbed her backpack before Nathan could reach it.  "I don't really mind it, you're too adorable for me to be upset." 

"And I'm not?" her Nathan asked, perplexed.

"I think you're adorable," Win exclaimed with a smirk.  "I think you're all adorable," she teased, throwing a cheeky grin over her shoulder at them before climbing down the steps to land on the platform outside.  "Looks like it's a bit of a walk," she noticed, shading her eyes from the sun overhead.

"I'll give you a piggy back ride if y'want," her Nathan offered.

"D'you want me to carry you too?" Lyddie's Nathan asked, poking Lydia’s arm. 

"Ha, very funny..." she muttered, putting her beach hat on.  "Take the backpack, and be careful, there are breakable things in there, breakable gifts," she whispered, following the others.

Once they made it to the entrance, Win's Nathan let her down and they showed their tickets to get in, getting coloured wrist bands so they could drink. 

"Okay, let's find the schedule," Win exclaimed, bouncing on her toes to look around, lost in the sea of people.  "Then we can figure out which acts we wanna see and plan our day."

"Here, I have it on my phone somewhere..." Lydia searched for a few seconds before showing it to Win.  

"D'you have any more food in there?" her Nathan whined, opening the backpack, but was surprised with a black velvet box.  "Lollipop, c'mere" he pulled her to the corner. 

"What?  If you keep eating everything there will be nothing left for the rest of us..." 

"No, not that, what's this?  Are you gonna... y'know... pop the question?" 

"Oh my God!  No, I got her a bracelet, why?  Do you think she's gonna be disappointed?"

"Okay, I think I've decided which act I wanna see first," Win announced, handing Lydia back her phone, noticing the looks on her and her Nathan's faces.  "Everything okay?"

"Brilliant," Lyddie's Nathan smiled, quickly closing the backpack.  "Let's go then." 

"Well, do you?" Lydia muttered under her breath, she hadn't even considered that, but now she definitely was. 

"No, I don't think so, it's a nice surprise," he assured.  "I just thought... y'know.  You're very romantic, I thought this was another cinematic stunt."

Win led them to the stage for the act she wanted to see, the music having already started.  “I still can’t quite believe I’m here.  I’ve wanted to come to this festival forever.  You guys are the best.”

"Seeing you happy is my gift," Lyddie embraced Win from behind as they danced together.  Her Nathan disappeared for a second, returning with four bottles of hard lemonade which Lydia was reluctant to drink at first, but she wanted to have a good time with them.

“Thanks babe,” Win exclaimed, trading him a kiss for the bottle, bringing it to her lips as she swayed with Lydia.  Once that set was up she excitedly pulled them with her to the next band she wanted to see, the stage on the other side of the field.

“Hey Lyds, I know I probably don’t have to ask, but d’you have any sunscreen in that bag of yours?” Win asked, reaching for the zipper.

"Yeah sure," Lydia was already a little buzzed and didn't even remember the velvet box inside.  "I brought like four bottles just in case, Nathan did that thing Hermione did to her bag in the Deathly Hallows, anything we might need is in there."  The boys couldn't bother either, they were too busy sharing a joint to even realize what Win was doing.

“Nifty,” Win exclaimed, reaching in the bag and feeling around.  “What’s this?” she asked, pulling out the little box before finding the bottle of sunscreen.

"Oh, that’s... that’s a gift for you, I was gonna wait until later when we're alone," Lyddie murmured, remembering her Nathan's words and hoping Win didn't get the wrong idea.

“Oh!” Win exclaimed, quickly dropping the box back into the bag.  “I don’t wanna ruin your surprise!” she said instead, quickly zipping the bag back up.

"Don't worry, you're gonna love it... I hope you will..." Lydia took the sunscreen and tossed the bag to her Nathan while she helped Win apply it.

“I’m sure I will,” Win murmured.  “I wonder what it is,” she mused with a grin before turning to reach toward Nathan.  “Here, gimme that joint,” she exclaimed.

Lyddie's Nathan passed it to her with a smirk.  "D'you want some, Lyds?" 

"No, thank you," she answered, almost getting distracted as she ran her hand up and down Win's chest.  "I'm pretty sure you're the people they warned me about in D.A.R.E," she joked.

Win laughed, offering the blunt back to Nathan before pulling Lyddie in close to kiss her.  “Thanks for helping me, now I won’t burn,” she murmured.  “Do you need any help?”

"You know, I did put on sunscreen before we left the train, but I won't complain if you wanna put your hands all over me," Lyddie mumbled against Win's lips.  "Or other parts of you..."

“Mmmm, I like th’way you think,” Win murmured, playing with the hem of Lydia’s shirt.  “Hey boys, we gotta use th’restroom, we’ll be right back,” she said, stealing one more hit before pulling Lydia with her to go look for a secluded spot to snog.

"Can you believe that?" Lyddie's Nathan exclaimed, watching as the girls disappeared in the crowd.  "Won't even invite us..." 

“Don’t worry bout it, I’m sure by th’end of the night we’ll be gettin’ lucky too.  Might see if anyone’s got some molly though, since Win mentioned it earlier...” he mused. 

"Yeah, yeah," Lyddie's Nathan agreed, following his twin.  He really wanted to see how Lyds would be like high, but he wasn't gonna push her. 

Lydia happily followed Win until they found a space behind the stage where they could be alone.  "So... what could you possibly wanna do away from everyone?" she asked, flashing her girlfriend an innocent smile.

Pinning Lyddie’s back to the wall she finally let her hand slip under her shirt to feel her as she kissed her neck.  “Just wanted t’put my hands all over you,” Win answered as she worked her way up to her lips.

"Oh, Winnie," Lydia gasped.  She loved how hot Win's skin felt, how close her breathing was.  "Only you can make me feel like this," she sighed, sliding her hands down her girlfriend's back.

“Only me?” Win asked softly, Lyddie’s words warming her making her feel incredibly special.

"Only you," it was true, each of her lovers made Lydia feel amazing in a different way, and only Win was able to leave her breathless like that.

Win moaned as she slipped her tongue into Lydia’s mouth, her hand sliding down the front of her shorts.  “Be good and be quiet for the birthday girl,” Win murmured teasingly.

Win's words made Lydia shudder and she nodded obediently.  "I'll be quiet," she whispered, letting her eyes shut as she enjoyed the feeling of being touched like that.  "Anything for you."

“I may be waiting for my other gift, but I want this one right now,” Win teased, circling her fingers around Lyddie’s clit as the music washed over them from the nearby stage.  “I wanna make you come, baby,” she purred.

"You're so good to me," Lydia breathed before her lips were on Win's again in an effort to silent her needy moans.  She couldn't believe they were actually doing this out in the open; it was risky, but that only made Lyddie hotter.  "Winnie, I'm--"

“Good girl,” Win groaned, capturing her lips as she felt Lydia shudder as she came.  “Fuck that was hot.  You’re so sexy, Lyddie,” she purred, pulling her hand from her shorts and bringing her fingers to her mouth to clean them.  “We should probably find the boys, I bet they’re getting jealous by now.”

"They can be jealous all they want," Lydia kissed Win once more before taking her hand.  "Right now I'm yours," she took a deep breath, trying to recover.

——

"Oh, finally!  What were you two doin' in the bathroom all that time?" Lyddie's Nathan asked. 

"That's not something you ask people, Nate," Lyds mocked.

“Takin’ a massive dump, since y’asked,” Win joked, pulling him into her arms for a kiss.  “Why, were you feeling neglected?” she teased, already feeling light and floaty.

"A little bit, yeah," Lyddie's Nathan huffed.  "We got you a little somethin', but I don't know if you deserve it anymore... maybe we'll just keep it all for ourselves," he looked back at his clone and winked.

“It’s my birthday, and there’s plenty of me t’go around boys,” Win replied, glancing from Lyddie’s Nathan to her own, pouting at them.  “But if that’s how you’re gunna be, I’ll just go off with Lyddie again,” she said, taking a step back from Lyddie’s Nathan.

"No, don't!" he yelped, reaching for her.  "I was just screwin' around, I love you, baby, c'mon..." 

"Awww, you're adorable," Lydia teased him, squishing his face between her hands.  "So cute when you're jealous." 

"You two are gonna end up killin' me," Lyddie's Nathan grumbled, taking Win's hand and handing her a small plastic bag with colorful pills in it. 

"Good thing you're immortal then."

Win, grinned as she took the baggy from him, pouring the tablets out into her hand.  “Ahhh thank you babe.  Okay, who wants one?” she asked, placing one on her tongue before her Nathan obediently opened his mouth for her to give him one.

Lyddie's Nathan opened his mouth as well and looked at his fiancé hopefully. 

"Stop giving me that look!" Lydia said, shaking her head. 

"Okay... but I think you'd have fun," he muttered.  "If somethin' happens, just do your Wolverine thing and cure yourself." 

"First of all, since when do you know about Wolverine?  And second of all, if this shit reverses my powers, it won't be pretty!  I'll probably have an asthma attack or some shit." 

"It won't!  It's gonna be okay." 

"Ugh, if my mum knew about this... alright, hit me," Lyds grunted before sticking her tongue out.

“Okay, here we go,” Win exclaimed, giving Lyddie the last pill.  “Just enjoy it Lollipop,” she murmured, chasing the pill with a kiss.

The sun was beginning to sink toward the horizon as they headed toward the food trucks parked off to one side.  

“God, I’m starving,” Win’s Nathan exclaimed, leaning against Lydia, his other arm draped over Win’s shoulder.

"Me too," Lyddie leaned back against him.  "I want something with a lot of cheese, and then I want soda." 

"Y'can't have soda, baby," her Nathan laughed.  "That'll give you a stomach ache." 

"Fiiiine you buzzkill, juice then," she took Win's Nathan's arm.  "It's so weird that I took the pill, but I don't feel any different." 

"Just wait, Lollipop, you'll see."

Once they got their food, Win found a nice empty spot in the grass for them to sit, the drugs starting to take effect, washing over her and heightening her senses.  Crawling into Lyddie’s Nathan’s lap, she moaned around her bite of food, the burger she’d gotten tasting better than anything she’d ever eaten before.

"Wow, okay," Lyddie's Nathan was taken by surprise when Win got on his lap, but he snaked his arms around her, wanting her to stay.  

"You look so beautiful right now," Lydia watched Win's Nathan while eating her pizza.  She still didn't feel any different, or so she thought.  "Like, I'm really hungry, but if I wasn't I'd kiss you."

“You want a kiss, Lollipop?” he asked, smirking as he set aside his nachos, sucking the leftover cheese sauce from his fingers. 

"More than anything," Lydia smiled, taking his fingers in her mouth before pressing her lips to his.  "Hmmm, you're so hot." 

“You’re hotter,” Win’s Nathan countered with a smirk. 

"I don't believe you," Lyddie, shoved the rest of her food in her mouth. "You and Winnie are the hottest people in this festival."

"Aren't you forgettin' anyone?" her Nathan teased. 

"Oh, you have the same face, of course you're included," Lydia huffed. 

“God, I feel good,” Win murmured, leaning back against Lyddie’s Nathan’s chest.  “The stars are starting to come out.”

"It's beautiful isn't it?" Lyddie's Nathan ran his fingers through Win’s hair.  "Like you," he murmured, kissing her cheek before going back to his kebab.

“Aw, you’re sweet,” Win giggled, finishing her food and stretching.  “I’m torn,” she whined. “I wanna go dance, but I’m also really comfortable right here.”

"I'm full, I kinda wanna listen to music and relax," he said, holding Win close.  

"If you want, I'll dance with you later," Lydia offered, without taking her eyes from Win's Nathan while she fed him his nachos.

“That sounds perfect,” Win murmured, turning in Lyddie’s Nathan’s embrace to get comfortable, resting her cheek against his shoulder as she gazed up at him, playing with the strings on his hoodie. 

“Now this is paradise,” Win’s Nathan sighed.  “Good music, a hot girl feedin’ me,” he murmured with a grin.  “I could get used t’this.”

"Oh, it's paradise alright," Lydia licked her fingers clean when she was done, and offered him her drink.  "Was it good, Natty?"

“So good,” Win’s Nathan replied, taking a long drink before passing the straw back to her, pulling Lydia into his lap.  After all, nearly every couple in the grass around them were in similar positions, snogging or cuddling.

Lyddie's Nathan smiled before leaning in to press his lips to Win's, taking his time to savor her kiss.  "We wanted t'make sure things were perfect for your big day." 

Win moaned into Lyddie‘a Nathan’s mouth, pulling him closer. “It’s more than perfect, you’re perfect,” she assured him, her head spinning, her body aflame with pent up need, the drugs heightening every sense.  Just feeling his hands on her skin was driving her crazy. 

"I love you, Winnie," Lyddie's Nathan kissed her back, matching her enthusiasm.  That's when he had an idea, remembering the day he proposed to Lyds -- he’d made her come by licking a lollipop and using his power to mirror the sensation on her clit -- deciding to do the same thing, this time he took Win's hand and gently stroked her palm. 

"I don't know why, but... I feel hornier than usual," Lydia whispered, running her hands under Win's Nathan's shirt, along his chest and his stomach.  “Kiss me, I wanna taste you."

“That would be th’ecstacy, m’love,” Win’s Nathan chuckled, shivering under her touch.  “C’mere,” he growled playfully, slipping his hand behind her neck to pull her closer as he opened his mouth to her.

With a soft moan, Lydia captured his lips.  "Remind me why they say drugs are bad again?" she joked, pulling him closer tugging at his shirt.  "I want you, Nathan, I've never wanted anything in my life like I want you right now."

“I love you toooo—“ Win gasped as the sensation hit her and she squirmed in Lyddie’s Nathan’s lap.  “Nathan, are you—doing this, or am I going crazy?” she asked, her breathing turning heavy. 

"What?  D'you feel somethin'?" Lyddie's Nathan asked, faking confusion while still rubbing the palm of Win's hand firmly at a steady pace.  "What's wrong, sweetheart?" 

Win glanced down at her hand, noticing that the sensation seemed in sync with the movement of Nathan’s fingers.  “Oh, you sly dog,” she moaned, biting her lip as she threw her head back.  “Why have you never done this before?  This is so fuckin’ hot.  Jesus, Nathan,” she breathed.

Win’s Nathan laughed harder, looking around, frowning at Win and his clone, unsure what exactly was happening, but Win looked like she was having fun.  “Let’s go for a walk, find somewhere t’be alone,” he whispered in Lyddie’s ear.

"Oh, I love how everyone's taking me for walks today..." Lydia grinned, taking Win's Nathan's hand, giggling just imagining what he wanted to do, shivers running down her spine from his whispering.  "Be right back," she announced, not that the others cared.

Spying a small pavilion with a sign for indoor bathrooms, Nathan headed toward it, pulling Lydia with him.  “Hope you’re not averse to a quickie in the loo,” he whispered in her ear.  “I wanna shag you so bad, Lyds.”

"I'm not averse to anything that involves your cock inside of me, Nats," Lydia exclaimed, barely making it to the bathroom without jumping his bones.  Her sex drive was usually crazy, but the drugs made it ten times crazier.  "I've never done this before... it's so exciting."

“You’ve never shagged in a public toilet before?” Win’s Nathan exclaimed, pulling her into the small one room stall with him and locking the door behind him.  “Well, I am a master at it by now,” he said, pinning her against the wall as his mouth went to her neck and his fingers went to the button on her shorts.

"No, only locker rooms and car parks," Lydia gasped, burying her fingers in his curls as his kisses awakened every last bit of her body.  "Oh, please, Natty, take care of me," she moaned, fumbling with his jeans, her hand sliding under his boxer briefs to palm his erection.

“Oh fuck, Lollipop,” Win’s Nathan groaned, tearing Lydia’s shorts and knickers down to pool around her ankles, urging her to wrap one of her legs around his waist as he pressed his cock to her entrance, kissing her deeply as he began to press into her.

Lydia kissed him back, whining as she felt his cock teasing her.  "Please, shag my brains out, Nate... fuck, you're so sexy, I need you," she mumbled, pulling Nathan closer again, desperate for him, his taste, his scent, it was all driving her mad.

“Oh God, Lydia,” he groaned, focusing on kissing her as he thrust up into her, filling her abruptly, not giving her time to adjust before he began to fuck her.  “Fuck, you feel amazin’,” he gasped.

"Nathan!" Lydia nearly screamed in pleasure, holding onto him for support, her head wondering for a moment, remembering their wild nights in New York, it was so good to feel like that again.   "Choke me," she breathed.

“Gladly, Lyddie,” he exclaimed, his hand not holding her leg circling her throat, lightly at first before squeezing, watching her expression as he continued to pound into her.

The feeling of Win's Nathan's hand on her throat made Lydia's mouth fall open, immediately driving her to the edge.  Her hands blindly grabbed his ass, encouraging him to move faster.

Win's Nathan yelped in surprise, but he sped up at her urging, thrusting into her even rougher, her back no doubt digging into the wall, but she seemed to be loving it and Nathan lost himself in her, feeling his pleasure crest quickly.

"I'm so close, Nathan," Lydia managed to say, enjoying his reaction to her unexpected touch.  She had to bite her lip not to cry out loud as she came undone for him, her body tensing up as she stared deep into his eyes.

"Oh, fuck," Win's Nathan breathed, pressing his forehead to Lydia's as she came, clenching around him tighter and he gave several more jerky thrusts as he spilled his seed in her, stilling to catch his breath.  "Fuck, baby, that was hot as fuck," he panted.

"I fucking love you," Lydia breathed, slightly overwhelmed by how good it had felt, how intense the sensations were; she even teared up a little.  "And I love fucking you," she laughed before kissing his collarbone softly.

Nathan laughed, pulling out and tucking himself back into his jeans.  "I love fuckin' you and I fuckin' love you too, baby," he exclaimed, taking her face between his hands to kiss her, brushing her tears away from her cheek.

"Sometimes I can't believe you're mine, at least half of you is..." Lydia murmured, pulling her shorts back up, feeling slightly lightheaded.   waited for so long, I-" Lydia nearly fell, holding onto him.  "Sorry, I got a little dizzy," she laughed.

"Whoa! Lyds, you okay?" Win's Nathan exclaimed quickly, catching Lydia before her legs went out from under her.  "Maybe we should get yeh some water and go sit back down for a bit," he suggested worriedly, wrapping his arm around her to keep her stabilized as they headed back to where Win and the other Nathan sat.

"I'm... I'm fine, I think I just need some water," Lydia assured, though she didn't know if that was supposed to happen, she was just happy to not be alone.  "It's probably cause I've been drinking, and this is my first time, nothing serious."

——

"Y'like that, huh?" Lyddie's Nathan kissed Win's neck with a smug grin, his fingers moving slightly faster.  "It's a special trick, for special occasions, such as your birthday... just gotta be quiet, okay, baby girl?  Or everyone's gonna know you're a dirty little thing," he purred quietly. 

Win whined but nodded, pressing her face into the crook of his neck to muffle her moans.  “God, I love you,” she murmured, kissing his neck, her breathing punctuated with a sharp breath every few moments.  “If you keep that up I’m gunna come soon.” 

"And that's not what you want?" Lyddie's Nathan asked, slowing down a little, but not stopping.  "Don't you wanna come for me, Winnie?" he murmured, bringing her hand up and kissing her palm gently, dragging his lips along her skin. 

“I—ohhh,” she sighed, her words melting.  “Please Nathan,” she begged softly.  “I do wanna come. God, I feel so dirty doing this right out in th’open,” she confessed. 

"You're a filthy girl, Winnie... but y'look so cute when you beg," Lyddie's Nathan murmured, licking her palm, slow at first, but more vigorously as he felt her squirming in his lap.

“Oh god, yes,” she whined. “Nathan, I’m—“ she didn’t get to finish her sentence before she came, pressing her face into his chest as she tensed, gasping a breath, her fingers of her free hand balling in his shirt. 

"That's my girl, so good, that was so fuckin' hot!" Lyddie's Nathan praised, holding Win against his chest.  "Happy birthday, baby," he said, kissing the top of her head, trying to ignore his own excitement.  He didn't wanna ruin the moment.

As Win came down from her orgasm, her head still swimming slightly, she tilted her chin up to look at him.  “I wonder what the people around us thought of you licking my hand,” she giggled before kissing his jaw.  “Thank you though, baby, but what about you?  I wanna make you feel good too,” she whined in his ear. 

"Well, you orgasmed in front of everyone, so I wouldn't worry about what they think," Lyddie's Nathan chuckled, but the thought of Win making him feel good was also an interesting one.  He snapped his fingers and a blanket covered them.  Everyone around was high, so it's not like they’d even notice...  

“And I’m the dirty one?” Win asked, cocking an eyebrow at him as her hand slipped under the blanket, and she shifted so she could unbutton his jeans, freeing his throbbing cock with a smirk.

"I thought y'were a fan of public sex..." Lyddie's Nathan mused, cupping Win's tits playfully as she found a comfortable position. "I just wanna please you, darlin', I wouldn't want my girlfriend missin' out on the concert,” he teased.

"I am," she replied, "I'm just sayin' you're as dirty as me, if not more," she pointed out, arching her chest into his hand as she stroked his length, brushing her thumb over his sensitive head and feeling his cock twitch in her hand.  "I love doin' this with you," she sighed, leaning against his shoulder as she worked her fist up and down, slowly at first. 

"I might be, a sexy bird taught me a trick or two at a hotel pool once," Lyddie's Nathan started, but soon he had to press his lips to Win's shoulder, tryin not to be loud.  "Fuck, baby, your hands are-- Jesus..." he mumbled. 

Win laughed, relishing his reaction.  "God, you're cute," she cooed, kissing his temple.  Wanting to tease him further, she sped her hand up, squeezing slightly as she worked him, drawing his earlobe between her teeth.  "Be a good boy for me, Natty, can't be too loud now or everyone'll know what we're doin'."

"Oh, you're evil, Winnie."  Lyddie's Nathan threw his head back, his eyes clenched shut, much like his fists.  "I love when y'wank me off like this, baby, don't stop," he groaned, bringing her closer, seeking her lips. 

Win grinned into the kiss. "And I love you baby," she replied, jerking him faster still.  "I want you to come all over my hand, make a mess under this blanket, y'filthy boy," she purred.

Lyddie's Nathan's best efforts to not be obvious about what was happening were lost when he heard those words.  "Fuck..." he moaned, slightly louder than intended as he came, not caring anymore what people would think, he was pretty sure half of them were doing the same thing anyway. 

Win's grin grew and she kissed Nathan despite the sticky mess still covering her hand.  "Good boy," she murmured.  "God that was hot."

"So hot!  I have no clue why I feel like this when y'call me a good boy, but Jesus... I fuckin' love it," he confessed.  Win had been confusing him, he was usually the dominant one, but he liked when she took charge like that.

"Really?" Win asked, taken aback, her stomach fluttering at his admission.  She'd always been the dominant one between her and her Nathan, and while she liked subbing with Lyddie's Nathan, there was something about watching him submit to her that excited her more than she could say.

"Well, you are good, so so good t'me," she murmured, running her clean hand through his curls. 

Before she could draw on his power to clean up his little mess, Lydia and her Nathan returned.

"Hey, loves of my life," Lydia smiled wiping the sweat from her forehead as she carefully sat down next to the others.  "Do you have some water?" 

"You okay, babe?" her Nathan asked, quickly zipping up his jeans and turning to check on her, opening the backpack to get her bottle.  "Y'seem a bit... shaky." 

"Yeah, I'm fine, how was your... sexy adventure?" she asked, sipping some water while leaning against Win's Nathan.

Win borrowed Nathan’s power to clean off her hand.  “It was very nice,” she answered with a grin, glancing at Lyddie’s Nathan.  “You?” she asked.

"Good, great," Lydia nodded, holding Win's Nathan tightly with her head against his chest.  "It was amazing actually.  In a second I'll be good to go again if you'd like..."

“Damn Lollipop,” Win’s Nathan laughed, kissing the top of her head. “I think you should probably rest for a bit first, huh?”

"I hate it when you're right," Lydia huffed, her head still spinning.  "How about... I give you your gift then?" she suggested, reaching for her backpack to fetch the black velvet box.  "Happy birthday, my love!" she cried, offering it to Win.

“You really didn’t have to get me anything, babe,” Win exclaimed, though she opened the box excitedly, having been wondering all day what could be inside. 

“What is it?” her Nathan asked curiously.

“Oh my God, Lydia, this is— it’s beautiful, I’m never gunna take it off,” Win gasped, pulling out a small silver bracelet with a heart shaped charm with the letters N + W + L + N on it. “Nathan, can you help me?” she asked, holding out her wrist for Lydia’s Nathan to wrap the bracelet around.

"This is so sweet," Lyddie's Nathan helped Win with the bracelet and kissed the back of her hand.  "You could've asked me t'make it,” he whispered to Lydia. 

"I know, I just saw it on my way home the other day and couldn't resist, so I asked for the engraving and..." Lydia smiled, watching how happy she was.  "It looks perfect on you."

“Thank you, Lydia, I love you so much.  I love all of you so much!” Win cried, feeling slightly overwhelmed with emotion as she pulled them all in for a hug.

"We love you too," Lyddie squeezed her back, feeling insanely lucky.  "Do you still wanna dance?  Cause I'm feeling better and the boys are horrible at it, so they would just embarrass you." 

"Hey!" her Nathan shouted, knowing that she wasn't exactly wrong.  "A little respect please?"

“I would love t’dance!” Win exclaimed, helping Lydia to her feet. “Boys?” she asked hopefully. “You sure you don’t wanna come too?”

"I'll go just to embarrass you, Lyddie," her Nathan got up, dusting his jeans.  

"As I suspected, the best way to get you to do something is telling you that you shouldn't," she smirked.  "Are you coming, babe?" she looked back at Win's Nathan.

“Course I am, I wanna dance with the birthday girl,” he exclaimed, letting Lyddie help him up.

Lydia pulled him as they headed toward the stage.  She was never very good at dancing like nobody's watching, but right then she couldn't be bothered by anyone else.

Bracketed by both Nathans, Win shook her hair out, moving to the music as she pulled Lydia closer while grinding against her Nathan.

What a sight they must've been, dancing, kissing, and holding each other... 

"I’ve just had the best idea," Lyddie wrapped her arms around Win, “once we get to the hotel..." 

"What hotel?" her Nathan interjected, confused. 

"The one I asked you to find and make a reservation at?" 

"Oh... I knew I had forgotten somethin'," he grimaced. 

"So you're telling me we don't have a place to sleep?"

“Maybe there’ll still be rooms available?” Win’s Nathan ventured, though he had a feeling it was doubtful.

"In the middle of a music festival?" Lydia was trying very hard not to freak out.  "In a town with two hotels?  We're fucked..." 

"Nah, I'll fix it!" her Nathan tried to calm her down. 

"Just like you did with the corpse in the car that one time?" she scoffed. 

"I did fix that, we're not in jail so it worked!" he whispered.  "Calm down, we can make us a tent, problem solved."

“There’s an area for camping,” Win pointed out, gesturing over toward the far side of the field.  “A tent sounds fun!” she exclaimed.  “But maybe make it a lot bigger than it looks on the outside,” she giggled, not worried at all as she pulled out another joint to light.

"See?  You worry too much, baby, give us a little credit, you're not the only responsible one..." Lyddie's Nathan held her from behind. 

"That's arguable," she teased.  "But if Win's happy with it, then cheers."

“I still wanna know what this ‘best idea’ of yours is,” Win purred, wrapping her arms around Lydia as her Nathan plucked the joint from her fingers for a hit.

"Well, I was just gonna say I brought our special toy so maybe I could use it with you once we're alone," Lyddie murmured.  "If you want..."

“Oh?” Win exclaimed, her eyes lighting up.  “I’d like that a lot, Lollipop,” she replied, straightening.

"Good, cause I wanna fuck you until you scream," Lydia purred before biting Win's neck softly.

“Ohhh,” Win groaned, wrapping her arms around Lydia’s neck.  “God that sounds amazingggg,” she whined.

"We get t'watch, don't we?" Lyddie's Nathan asked hopefully.  He’d never seen Lydia doing that yet. 

"I'll think about it..." she taunted.

“Aw c’mon baby, I like an audience,” Win grinned, taking Lyddie’s Nathan’s hand.  “I’m feeling a little worn out, shall we go pitch our tent?  It’s not like there’ll be no music tomorrow.”

"Very well," Lyddie's Nathan kissed Win's temple.  "Let's go then. I just hope nobody notices the tent showin' up out of thin air... but it's dark enough, I think." 

"You think?" Lydia laughed.  "You are so carefree, I gotta try that sometime, cause being in my head is exhausting."

“You want another hit of this?” Win’s Nathan offered, passing Win’s joint around as he wrapped his arms around both girls as they began to head toward the camping ground.

"I have to take care of the pipes," Lydia frowned.  "We have a gig coming up, but I like to watch you." 

"Okay, big reveal..." Lyddie's Nathan opened her backpack and got a rod out of it.  "What's that?" 

"That's--" he smashed the rod on the grass and an entire tent came out, making her jump and nearly fall, “--our tent!" 

"JESUS CHRIST, Nathan! Was this really necessary?" 

"No, but it was fun, wasn't it?"

Win laughed.  “Ahh, it’s perfect!  Thank you babe,” she exclaimed, raising up to kiss Lyddie’s Nathan’s cheek before hurrying through the flap into the tent.  “Oh my God, Lydia!  You have t’see this!” she exclaimed, gaping at the furnishing.  “It looks like a fuckin’ hotel in here.”

"Okay, this is amazing!" Lyddie walked inside and jumped on the bed, pulling Win with her.  "I love it ! You're the best, Nate..." 

"What was that again?" her Nathan asked, joining them with a smug grin.  "I didn't hear ya..." 

"You're the best, thank you," Lydia repeated, pressing a kiss to his lips.

“My hero!” Win exclaimed, kicking her shoes off as she fell to the bed. 

“What about me?” her Nathan exclaimed with a huff and she pulled him down as well.

“You’re my hero too babe, always will be,” she said, pressing a kiss to his lips.  “Seriously, this has been the best birthday ever.”

"I'm happy you had a good time, I've been so anxious all day to make sure everything is perfect, so it's good to know it all worked out," Lydia embraced Win, kissing her all over her neck and shoulders.  "It was a lot of fun... I just wish I could make you a cake."

“Aw babe,” Win cooed, giggling at her kisses.  “I don’t need a cake, I’ve got something just as sweet!”

"As soon as we're back home I'll make you one, I'll make you an entire dinner," Lyddie mused before remembering her offer.  "Are you too tired for my surprise?  Cause if you wanna go to bed I understand."

“I’m not too tired!” Win exclaimed, perking up.  “I want your surprise!”

"Boys, would you be so kind as to strip her naked for me?" Lyddie asked as she got up and dug through her backpack for the pink bag she kept the special toys on trips.

“Gladly!” Win’s Nathan exclaimed, peeling her top off and unsnapping her bra.  

“Oh!” Win exclaimed, her eyes widening.

"Very good," Lyddie praised as her Nathan got rid of Win's shorts and knickers.  "So beautiful, all for me..." she slowly shed her own clothes and made a show of putting the strap-on on.

Win wet her lips as she fell back onto the bed, watching Lyddie while anticipation coursed through her.  “Oh God, Lyddie,” she breathed, turned on by how possessive she was being.

"Look at you, so needy, I love to see you like that..." Lyddie crawled atop of her.  Lyddie's Nathan on the other hand was extremely confused, if having Win make him a submissive wasn't enough, now he couldn't stop staring at his fiancé with that dildo on.

Win’s Nathan knew that look, he was pretty sure he’d had that look on his face the first few times Win wore the strap and he smirked, turning his gaze back to the girls. 

“I am, I need you so bad, Lollipop!” Win cried, running her hands down Lydia’s back.

"Do you?" Lyddie reached between Win's legs, circling her clit while looking up at her Nathan to catch his reaction.  "I guess you deserve it after how nice you were to me earlier behind the stage..." she teased her entrance.

Win whimpered, squirming under Lyddie’s touch, wanting more.  “Please, baby, I want you t’ruin me,” she begged desperately.

Lyddie slowly thrust into her, kissing her chest tenderly.  "Like that, sweetie, is this what you want?" 

"Jesus..." her Nathan breathed, swallowing nervously.

“Yes, more Lyddie,” Win gasped, her hands sliding down to grab Lydia’s ass.  “Please I want you t’ruin me.  Wear me out.  Use me.”

"That's a good little pet," Lyddie growled, slamming into her, moving fast and roughly.  "You're so good for me," she leaned in, pressing her lips to Win's.

Win let out a muffled cry as she kissed Lydia back desperately.  “Oh God, Lyddie, you’re amazing!” she whimpered in between kisses.  “I’m already so close, fuck, you fuck me so good baby!” 

“Holy shit...” Win’s Nathan muttered as he watched, spellbound.  Fuck but we wanted Lydia to do that to him.

"Yeah? You're gonna come for me, baby?" Lyddie kept moving vigorously.  She usually felt pretty awkward in situations like this, but seeing Win screaming her praises filled her with confidence.  

Her Nathan decided not to question it, he was too horny to think, all he knew was Lydia looked incredibly sexy like that.

“Mhmm,” Win nodded, unable to form words as her climax hit her like a bus and she raked her nails down Lyddie’s shoulder blades as she cried out before going limp.

"That was so hot," Lyddie took a second to breathe before pulling out.  "So, how was the show, boys?" 

"I- fuck!" her Nathan stuttered, quickly cleaning the mess from his hand.

“One of th’hottest yet!” Win’s Nathan exclaimed, quickly tucking himself back into his boxer shorts.  “You’re gettin’ really good with that thing, Lyds.”

"Would you like to give it a go sometime?" Lyddie changed into a shirt and joined them in bed, pulling Win into her arms.

“Fuck yeah, I would,” he replied eagerly, kissing Win gently on the temple as he pulled her into his arms.

"You okay, Natty?" Lyddie asked, looking at her Nathan, who was strangely quiet. 

"Yeah, just a bit tired," he cleared his throat. 

"Aww do you want me to be the big spoon tonight?" she giggled. 

"NO!" Nathan jumped. "I mean... I wanna hold ya, I love you," he kissed his fiancé's cheek.

“C’mere,” Win called from the bed.  “I want all my loves.”

"Yes, baby," Lyddie snuggled Win, pulling the blanket to cover them.  "It's getting chilly in here..." 

Her Nathan hesitated for a second and joined them under the covers, stroking Win's hair.

Win opened her eyes to smile at him, reaching out to caress his cheek.  “Thank you guys for making my birthday so perfect.  I love you so much.”

"I love you too," Lydia sighed, soaking in their warmth.  "First birthday in this dimension, only a billion more to go... I can't wait."

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OC Facecast for THE TROUBLE WITH PAPER HOUSES

Top Left Image: Blythe (Phoebe Waller-Bridge), Aldhelm's sister (originally an OC from The Confidant)

Top Right Image: Brynn (Riann Steele), Eadith's wife (originally an OC from Something Wretched, Something Precious)

Bottom Left Image: Leigh (Susannah Fielding): Eadgifu's sister

Bottom Right Image: Winnie (Cara Theobold), Eadgifu's sister

[hoot-sifer]

Recent doodles

[moons-jester]

i have been thinking about going back to elaborating my OCs' world. i never really got around to it, i'm still not too sure of what i'd do but meanwhile here's some facts about them!

Lake (they/them) plays five instruments, two of which were self taught

Lake speaks three languages: English, Spanish and Portuguese

Lake is also Brazilian

Lake is chronically ill and autistic (space SpIn)

The Garden System's inner world consists in a house with a field and a greenhouse

The Garden System is also autistic and with a botanical studies SpIn

The Garden System has maladaptive daydreaming disorder and gets easily triggered into daydreams by songs, movies and stories as a whole

The Garden System as a whole likes fashion! they have some of the coolest clothes

Leaf (he/they), The Garden System's host, might be the host most times but it's really hard for him to front in school

but on another hand, Leaf is an amazing study partner when not in class. you can ask him to study with you and he'll gladly do it, help you figure out your stuff or just sitting and keeping you company

Flower (she/they), one of The Garden System's co-host, is the one who handles school most times and absolutely loves stationary items.

Flower likes to research meanings of flowers and give them or grow them accordingly

Winnie (they/them), The Garden System's other co-host and spiritual/religious protector, loves fantasy stories and has an awesome creativity to make up stories of their own

Winnie loves to make their own clothes, both in and out of the inner world. they can also crochet

Caspian (he/him), The Garden System's protector, pretty much takes the older sibling role not only for the system bug also for their friends

Cas also is a very quiet and calm person, and loves to spend his time in the greenhouse in the inner world

Jamie (they/she/he) is a fictive in The Garden System from a video game our primary host started to create about a newspaper team following up on a disappearance years ago in their school

Jamie is an amazing writer and photographer, and has a very good memory for random facts

Solar (he/they), The Garden System's trauma holder and one of the syskids, loves space and the stars, because of that, he bonds pretty well with Lake, and Lake is able to calm him down with space facts or with grounding by reciting planets and constellations

Solar is an age slider, and semi-verbal most times

Daisy (she/her), is the youngest in the system, and is Flower's little sister

Daisy loves animals, and more often than not, fronts only to get some time with Lake's dog, a big german sheppard mixed with something they never found out, and the dog adores Daisy

[encrucijada]

photo album! any character you want

azzy i admire your attempt at narrowing it down for me. but i'm just gonna answer all the questions i can with iris from who cried wolf, because i kinda miss her

microscope: zoom in – describe the little, insignificant details about an oc.

always has plants in her pockets, be it dry or not, leaves and flowers and sometimes pine cones. her cheeks always look like they're blushed from the cold. says she doesn't get cold but in reality she just wears the same comfy jacket all the time so yeah, technically she's never cold.

fragrance: what does your oc smell like?

old wooden house, pine trees, petrichor.

photo album: describe one of your oc’s favourite memories.

one time she fell asleep out in the forest, no regard for safety. sure it gave her dad a heart attack but iris enjoyed watching the forest before falling asleep not through her window but laying right at the centre of it.

mixtape: 5 songs that describe your ocs or songs they themselves would like.

rebel heart by first aid kit

wolves without teeth by of monsters and men

in a week by hozier

lapis lazuli by the oh hellos

i'm born to run by american authors

wardrobe: what’s your ocs style like?

very often a shirt-jeans convo with boots because she likes being able to go hiking at any given moment if the opportunity arises. a lot of baggy button-downs, whatever a typical thrift store clothes look is then that's iris. her staple is a thick dandelion yellow oilskin.

lightning: who’s the most impulsive character? and who is their impulse control?

iris is the impulsive character. doesn't really have someone who's her impulse control because her response to someone trying to stop her is to step on the gas.

ufo: identity! what are some key identifying qualities or traits of your ocs? how to they identify in regards to gender/sexuality?

iris is the loudest of the main three but she's far from the most social, she's a loner by nature. maree and winnie have extracurricular clubs and whatnot, but iris prefers her small circle of friends. calls herself a brat and very much is. *john mulaney voice* iris is a bitch and i love her so much. in the nonbinary spectrum, uses she/they pronouns, demi/ace.

poison: vices/bad habits? what are they? how do they affect your oc?

bad habit of not consulting with people before making a decision, taking control of situations and just blindly assuming people will do as she says. they affect her in that people get fed up and leave her alone.

track & field: which (if any) of your ocs are athletic? what sports to they play? which of your ocs would go hard in p.e?

really the only "athletic" activity iris enjoys is hiking, which she combines with exploring. not into p.e at all and she left the figure skating team before she ever participated in a competition, still enjoys ice skating though.

parachute: who does your ocs trust the most? who makes them feel safe? who would they do absolutely anything for?

trusts herself the most first and foremost, then argyle who also makes her feel the safest. she trusts maree but maree is also too involved with winnie, not to mention iris feels like she has a clean slate with argyle where she can start from scratch with someone. that said: would do anything for both maree and winnie, argyle of course, and her dad and sister.

zodiac: what’s their sign? does it influence their personality? do they care about astrology?

my best friend irl vibe checked iris as a leo. do with that information as you wish. in-story, iris is really into astrology.

spellbook: are any of your ocs supernatural? if so, what are they/what are their abilities?

well, the whole point of the book is the girls are werewolves. there are no special abilities aside from the wolf transformation. iris is a pale brown wolf, they maintain their human eye colour so iris has an eye that's blue and one that's brown.

contact: how does your ocs feel about touch/physical contact? are they affectionate? if so, how do they display affection to others?

rarely initiates physical contact first but always accepts it gladly. because she's an older sister her ways of showing affection is by lovingly making fun of you or being a nuisance where you can see her. words of affirmation is her love language, she'll tell you she loves you and she'll mean it. believes in the power of complimenting people and telling them how great they are at something.

interiors: describe your oc's bedroom/home/or a place they consider “theirs”. what’s in it? do certain items have a special significance to your oc?

a plain bedroom with wooden floors and wooden walls, a big window right next to her bed. she makes garlands out of leaves and flowers that she then hangs on the walls like fairy lights. keeps boxes and bowls and cups filled with miscellaneous trinkets and more leaves and flowers all around the room. very much an out of sight out of mind cleaner, so don't look under her bed or in her closet. she also considers the forest as something that's hers in a way, it's her forest.

hobby: what do they love? what captivates them? what are their passions?

nature as a whole captivates her. her childhood dream of growing up and being an explorer is something she still holds onto, so she's been looking for careers that will allow her to travel and maybe pet some wild animals. nature makes her quiet and contemplate, could spend hours looking at a bird on the tree branches or at the still lake.

chess board: who is the most logical? or the schemer/planner?

in the scale of "think first act next" to "act first think next", iris definitely falls closer on the latter. she does this thing where she just... doesn't stop to consider consequences?? or collateral damage??

shooting star: if your ocs could have one wish what would it be?

a mum, not necessarily her mum since her feelings towards tamara are too complicated to unpack but she wants the feeling of it most of all.

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1-10 original character asks

Specific ocs: Pidge, bimmy, Maddox, Winnie

1. Have you ever picked up a habit from developing/writing one of your own characters? And if so, who and what?

I don’t think I have? It’s really the other way around, like each of my OCs have some sort of quirk that I also have.

2. Who was the first OC you made?

Of the four, Maddox!

3. What inspired you to make a certain character?

Pidge: I wanted a love interest for Isaac and I wanted a Phoenix and there she was.

Bimmy: Same deal, but mermaid.

Maddox: I made Mabel first, she was in an original story I was writing, but I placed her in Riverdale and decided she needed a twin and Maddox came to life. I’d been holding onto the name Maddox for years as well and it finally fit.

Winnie: Lou (AKA you) and I decided we were going to make Harry Potter OCs one day and we divvied up love interests and Winnie was Ron’s!

4. How did you find the name for a certain character?

Pidge: I wanted a bird-esque name and also I think Pidge was the name of a Barbie in one of those collector’s books I really liked.

Bimmy: One of the members of Rooster Teeth is named Barbara and she goes by Bimmy and I absolutely love that so I took it for myself. 🤪

Maddox: Maddox was a name I had been saving for years, like I said above. It was originally the name of a female character I was writing with a friend when I was in middle school.

Winnie: I just love the name Winnie but I wanted it to be a nickname so she became Winifred.

5. Do you have any voice claims for your OCs?

All their voices match their face claims!

6. Are there any other preexisting characters that inspired an OC?

Pidge’s backstory (losing her memory every resurrection and keeping notes about everything that happens to her) was inspired by Ayda Aguefort from Dimension 20’s Fantasy High: Sophomore Year!

7. What things in real life make you think of an OC?

Pidge: Fire, beat-up old books, dimly lit paths in the park, fire extinguishers

Bimmy: Sea shells, thunder and lightning, heavy wind, the color blue

Maddox: Empty football fields, pianos, letterman jackets, Seventeen Going Under, blue converse

Winnie: Flour-covered aprons, the smell of apple pies, yellow flowers, tall grass blowing in the wind, quilts

8. Is there a certain song or playlist of songs you have that make you think of an OC/your story for them?

Answered with the theme songs! I also try to make playlists for everything but I don’t keep up with them very well.

9. What is one of your character's theme songs?

Pidge: brutal by Olivia Rodrigo

Bimmy: ocean waves by Alaina Castillo

Maddox: This Was a Home Once by Bad Suns or Seventeen Going Under by Sam Fender

Winnie: Enjoy Your Life by MARINA

10. Do any of your OCs contain any symbolism in themselves/their story?

I am very bad at symbolism so that’s a no, unless I’ve done it unintentionally.

[ramblings-of-a-mad-cat]

HPHM Patronus Headcanons

We all have one, and we all have ideas for what the characters would have. Let me know what you guys think too! Rakepick isn’t listed because we already know her Patronus, and I’m probably going to talk about OCs in a different post, or else I’ll add them later once I’ve finally made up my mind.

Rowan Khanna - Aardvark

I’m not the only one who sees it, right? Our wonderful Rowan is quirky and inventive and if they were a wild animal, they’d employ such brilliance and like the aardvark, devise a unique way to catch their food. On a more somber note, Aardvarks are nocturnal and they aren’t pack animals - making them a good symbol for a kid who preferred to stay inside and read rather than help with the farm, a kid who really didn’t have that many friends beyond the people they knew by association to MC. Still, aardvarks are weirdly adorable and if you tell me you wouldn’t pet one, you would be a liar.

Ben Copper - Field Mouse

A small creature that is able and hide very easily, definitely suits a character who was, for such a long time, very timid. A character who knew how to cover his tracks - whether or not he was using such abilities for shady reasons. Mice normally symbolize innocence and modesty, but they’ve also been seen as unlucky before. In more traditional times they were seen as symbols of dark magic, or even the underworld - since they could often carry disease, were hard to capture, and usually came from the ground. Mice do have that dark side, and so does Ben - we’ve seen it in Year Six, and he’s definitely still hiding something. That was never really resolved. 

Penny Haywood - Mourning Dove

This one is pretty easy. Doves have always been seen as a fundamental symbol of innocence. A messenger that comes to banish worried or troubled thoughts, and usher in goodness in their wake. Penny is nothing if not a force for good. Characters like Merula have even lamp-shaded how irritating it is. However, the Mourning Dove in particular is known for it’s melancholy call, invoking the symbolism of losing a loved one. Between Scarlett and Beatrice, Penny has demonstrated that however helpful she is to her friends, she doesn’t know how to deal with her own serious problems. She’s a hopeful, caring person...but there’s a distinct sadness blended in as well. When someone innocent is hurt, the pain is that much worse for them. 

Beatrice Haywood - Chameleon

Beatrice seems to be a person that absorbs a lot from the people she looks up to or associates with. Not just in personality, but in physical appearance too. In Year Five, by her own admission, she was a “Mini Penny” and in Year Six, she takes after Ismelda quite a bit. Chameleons are of course, known for their ability to blend in with their surroundings. It’s their claim to fame. What’s more, the Labord’s Chameleon hatches after the parents have already died, meaning they have to make it without any support from the grownups. Not that Beatrice doesn’t have support, but...the teachers/staff have failed to protect her in the past, and she’s well aware of that. 

Merula Snyde - Cat

Oh, she is such a cat. Few characters come close to being as cat-like as Merula. From her haughty and arrogant nature tying in to how people often see felines, to her actually being very lonely and desperate for love. If you’ve never had a cat, then believe me, they want your attention - it’s just that most of the time they refuse to admit it. Merula is the same way. Because of her upbringing, she seems to gravitate toward being a predator animal, or at least wanting to be one. But also the kind of predator that would play with it’s food and make a game out of it. Think of it this way - given Merula’s background, she wouldn’t know what a laser pointer is. And with her stand-offish personality, she would totally try to investigate it like a little cat. 

Bill Weasley - Koala

The Koala Totem is said to symbolize a gentle nature, and give a calming effect on people. Bill isn’t just the oldest brother to all the Weasleys - he looks out for everyone in the Cursed Vault gang. In general, Koalas are social and easy-going animals who have been known to represent kindness and family. They’re also known for being inactive - which I wouldn’t say that Bill is, but despite his Big-Bro energy, he never really tries to stop MC and their friends when they’re getting into mischief. He didn’t stop Harry from trying to make a deal with Griphook either. He just kinda lets people do their own thing most of the time, or comes along if he’s invited.

Charlie Weasley - Dragon

What can I say? I couldn’t resist. Sure, it may be unlikely that he would actually have a Dragon for a Patronus, but we do know that such a form is possible. Just very rare. Well you know what? This wonderful cinnamon roll has earned it. Doesn’t mean he would summon a full-grown dragon on his first attempt though.There’s a head-canon I’ve seen that I really like, which says that Animagus/Patronus forms can sometimes start as babies, and “grow” the better at them you get. Alternatively, his Patronus could literally just be a baby dragon. As for the breed, I’ll leave that open to interpretation, but I’m gonna say Norwegian Ridgeback. 

Skye Parkin - Hyena

Frequently scavengers, and often seen as cowardly - Hyenas are still vicious and are typically able to claim the kill. Sometimes even driving off larger predators and stealing their hard earned prey. Which is exactly the kind of dishonorable thing Skye would do. She seems to believe strongly in her “pack” or her team, and depend on them to have her back even when she’s getting into nonsense. Traditionally, the Hyena is also seen as secular, with it’s constant laugh being an act of defiance. Skye is a cheerful person most of the time...but she has shown that she has little regard for rules or authority figures that are not her Dad. 

Murphy Mcnully - Bottle-nose Dolphin

Dolphins are interesting. They have a reputation for being very sweet and excitable, but they can often be...shall we say, rude or invasive. I love Murphy to bits, but he doesn’t always know how to read a room, and he’s entirely open about his bias toward MC’s team - even more-so than Lee Jordan. That being said, Dolphins are social, playful, and intelligent creatures. With unusual abilities like echolocation, they certainly match Murphy in his quirky brilliance. They’re caring, helpful creatures that will actually aid other animals in need, including humans. Even though Murphy isn’t actually a player on MC’s Quidditch team, he might as well be. 

Orion Amari - Elephant

Orion is such a wonderful character. He might be an oddball, but he’s truly wise beyond his years. Elephants not only represent wisdom, but have been known to symbolize loyalty, sensitivity, peace, stability...all the great qualities that Orion embodies. They’re known for taking care of the herd, just as Orion looks after his team. They might be a little quirky, with their large ears and trunks that most other animals don’t have...but Orion is quirky as well. Some say that with their trunks down, Elephants are accumulating positive energy to push through their trials, which takes me back to the scene where Orion gives MC Quidditch robes. I cry every time.

Erika Rath - Lion

To be clear, a male lion. I know that a lioness can be interpreted differently, and we already have a character with that Patronus. No, Erika is a pack leader. Even if she’s not the Captain of her team, they seem to depend very heavily on her. She’s also ferocious. I mean, tell me with a straight face that you could take her in a fight, or that you’d ever want to. A full grown male lion lives by the code that ass-kicking equals authority, even if they don’t want to. Furthermore, the Lion and the Hyena tend to be natural enemies. Sure, a lion could take a hyena in a one-on-one fight...but what if the Hyena had it’s pack for backup? We’ve all seen Lion King...and we’ve seen how Skye has targeted Erika.

Barnaby Lee - Brown Bear

Barnaby is a man of brawn, not brain, and that’s totally fine because is also a man of heart. He’s already pretty much a bear in human form. Ranging from sweet and dopey in modern media, like Winnie the Pooh, to being seen as warriors and symbols of courage in mythology- the Brown Bear captures all of the very best parts of our favorite Slytherin cinnamon roll. He’s a gentle giant, but as we see in Year Three, he’ll jump into action to protect those he cares about the same way coming near a mama bear’s cubs will act as her berserk button. I would say the Bear really symbolizes his character arc in Year Three. 

Andre Egwu - Satin Bowerbird

This is still my favorite head-canon about Andre and you can pry it from my cold dead hands. The bowerbird, aside from being a bird and thus connecting to Quidditch - is a creature named for the “Bower” that the males build. A structure that can be made of anything from sticks to flowers to random human garbage, that they create specifically to show off to potential mates. It’s not a nest, and they don’t use it as one. It’s exclusively for mating. The Bowerbird has a sense of fashion, and it understands how to score a date. Tell me this isn’t Andre’s favorite animal. I mean it could also be the Peacock, but that’s just too obvious. 

Tulip Karasu - Jackal

I can’t believe I didn’t see it before, but this animal is perfect for the rebellious Ravenclaw. Let’s start with the fact that in the bible, Jackals represent isolation, loneliness, and abandonment. It’s okay Tulip, I’m sure she’ll forgive you one day. Then there’s the fact that they howl to establish territory, not unlike the way Tulip guards her findings with little padlocks. They’re usually seen as opportunistic, to the point where calling someone a jackal tends to them being collaborator with a sneaky or mischievous agenda. In folktales, they’re depicted as intelligent and cunning pranksters - which is just checkmate, if you ask me. Even the Jackal’s coloring kinda suits her.

Ismelda Murk - Anaconda

Like the Snake, and the Hogwarts House that carries it as an emblem, Ismelda is a misunderstood person - but that doesn’t mean she isn’t dangerous. Much like how there are stories of Anacondas eating people, that have never been verified...Ismelda talks a big game, but has never actually used the Dark Arts. A snake sheds it’s skin, just as Ismelda seems to have shed any connection to her sister, or even the rest of her family. In particular, the Anaconda is actually beloved by cultures in South America, and it was once common to sacrifice one in the name of a happy marriage...of course, that’s a pretty raw deal for the Anaconda, and I can’t help but see Ismelda as a sacrifice for the sake of her sister.

Liz Tuttle - Tortoise

As fun as it might have been to just choose a lizard and be done with it, I think a Tortoise represents Liz far better. In so many ways, it’s the ultimate symbol of patience, endurance, and persistence. If Ismelda meets all the criteria of the Slytherin stereotype - Liz is the opposite. She’s one of the most resilient characters, having to work against people thinking she’s odd, people not trusting her because she’s in Slytherin, and people generally being at odds with her belief that all creatures deserve protection. It’s not only the Hufflepuffs that care for magical critters, and Liz proves that. The Tortoise represents her decency, and her steadfast attitude. What’s more, Tortoises tend to have very long lifespans. And if Liz can face off against chimeras and come out of it unscathed...she’s gonna live a long, long life.

Talbott Winger - Golden Eagle

I doubt I need to explain this one. In the past, Animagi have been show to transform into the same animal as their Patronus. It hasn’t been confirmed that this is a rule or anything, but it applied to James and McGonagall. Besides, an eagle just suits Talbott. He’s a dreamer, a drifter, and he’s got his head in the clouds. But he also knows how to fight - having been forced to leave the nest far too early. Birds of prey generally represent victory, courage, and overcoming adversity. Which Talbott does - he’s learning to let his walls down. Taking the first steps toward accepting the losses that he’s suffered, and moving on.

Chiara Lobosca - Labrador

Supposedly cats, dogs, and birds are the most common animals to have as a Patronus. Which makes sense, but if anyone out there was truly a dog, it would be Chiara. Between her self-sacrificing loyalty to Remus, to her protective instincts in shielding MC from Greyback, she is the physical embodiment of the “we don’t deserve dogs” sentiment. As sweet as she is, she’s also quiet, so I figured a large dog was more appropriate, especially a Lab. What’s more, she’s interested in Healing, and that reminds me of service dogs. Or even just dogs that can sense when their human is sick, and gives them therapeutic cuddles.

Jae Kim - Raccoon

An inventive, practical animal - the Raccoon is known for having paws with defined fingers that allow them to do most things with their “hands” and that’s actually where the word “raccoon” comes from. I feel like the Racoon’s elusive ways and their nature as scavengers pretty closely reflects Jae and his business. Raccoons are frequently associated with adaptability and illusion. Their ringed tails and masked faces being seen as signs of thievery. But you know what? These animals are far more friendly then media would have you assume. I know from personal experience. So I think a character like Jae who is shady and skirts the law, but is ultimately a good guy, would fit the raccoon well.

Badeea Ali - Owl

Despite the magical community’s affinity for them, Owls are said to be highly rare as Patronuses, according to Pottermore. Most people don’t have them, but I think she would. I don’t think it would suit anyone better than the elusive, creative Badeea. They tend to represent wisdom, good judgment, and knowledge. It’s sharp vision representing insight and observational skills. Only a truly clever witch could be a spell inventor at this age. What’s more, Owls are an integral part of the Wizarding lifestyle. They’re constantly helpful. MC would not have survived the nightmare that was the Peeves Chapters in Year Five if not for their most mystical friend. 

Diego Caplan - Grebe

If you know anything about Grebes as birds, then you might not be too surprised. Then again, I hadn’t even heard of them until recently, but when I did I thought “Diego.” They’re waterfowls that are related to flamingos. But the Grebes have an entire ceremony dedicated to mating, which involves intricate dancing. They compete with each other for a female’s attention. I’m not saying Diego is jealous of Cedric cause he has a thing for Penny - all I’m saying is that Diego is jealous of Cedric because he has a thing for Penny. Beyond that, Grebes symbolize fearlessness and perseverance in Native American culture, supposedly bringing a calm, peaceful presence. 

And that’s it! I did it, I actually did it! I didn’t think I’d make it this far. And if you did as well, thanks for checking it out. I’d love to know what you think!