#oc: cherry russell

[jesterjamz]

had an idea about the heroes becoming celestials (this is just for funsies)

[cherry-blxssxm-chaos]

I pay attention to and fixate on some of the smallest details, huh? You guys notice Mystery never did anything to really truly get rid of Reverb's possession? Just rip and tear-

So what if there was still a little bit of Reverb's influence left behind? Just really, super dormant? Except Arthur's constantly around a lot of supernatural energy... like constantly.... even without my self insert gal there, he's got Vivi with her latent spiritual stuff and Mystery with his very much present spiritual energy... Add on to that that in The Future you've got Lewis and Shiromori, then Reverb getting control of Mystery...

Also have I mentioned I like mentally torturing my favorite characters? Yeah, so basically, I'm finally splitting off an AU from canon for Mystery Skulls Animated with "what if right after The Future, Arthur learned he could turn into a demon form?" And I went off with it

Initially, he's green- poor bastard goes from "I think Lewis and I are kinda cool even though he tried to murder me?" and "Oh god, my arm is freaking out!" to "..... oh dear God I'm the reason Lewis is dead and it's happening again and I'M GREEN WHY AM I GREEN I'M BEING POSSESSED AGAIN AREN'T I-"

He'll get used to it, eventually. It is frustrating that to have two arms in this form he has to look more demon, but the mechanical one isn't spirit proofed enough to handle his energies in this form. But hey, he can scare the shit out of people with the new ghost arm! (And with practice, use it without going full demon form)

It'll help in the future that over time as he makes the powers his own (he'll develop smoke and electricity elements), his demon colors will fade from dark and mint green into his usual orange and yellow, it's just gonna take time and practice!

And, uh... motivation in the form of a pink and green haired half ghost~ Cerise'll help him get through this with a smile. And yes, he'll be able to turn the form off, just has to work with this new power.

[murswrites-ocs]

Stranger Things OC Challenge Day Five: Recreate a Character Poster, more to be found under the cut

[vettelsvee]

WELCOME TO MY TORTURED DRIVERS DEPARTMENT (HARRY STYLES' VERSION)

a formula 1 short stories compilation about my favourite drivers based on each harry styles song

my tortured drivers department masterlist

IMPORTANT INFO YOU'D LIKE TO KNOW!

this compilation will include short stories about sebastian vettel, lewis hamilton, fernando alonso, oscar piastri, mick schumacher, lando norris, george russell, carlos sainz, max verstappen and charles leclerc.

these works will be driver x reader or driver x fem!oc, and will contain smau, first and third pov, smut and au, mostly. however, i'm open to any topic!

we will be doing an album every week or every two weeks. to choose each album, i'll post a first poll about a certain artist, and then i'll post another poll asking you exactly which album do you want me to post about. ¡! each poll will have de duration of 24 hours, which means we'll need two days to choose an album

i'll try to post as much as i can. however, i'm a uni student and my schedule can change a lot. for this reason, i apologize in advance. also, english is not my first language, so there can be mistakes (feel free to let me know about them!)

taglist is open for all of you who want to join me in my very own tortured drivers department! just let me know in the comments of this post or each artists post!

© VETTELSVEE (2024). please, do not steal, copy or translate my works. thanks for reading!

HARRY STYLES

1. Meet me in the Hallway | Charles Leclerc 2. Sign of the times | Sebastian Vettel 3. Carolina | George Russell 4. Two ghosts | Max Verstappen 5. Sweet creature | Sebastian Vettel 6. Only Angel | Mick Schumacher 7. Kiwi | Max Verstappen 8. Ever since New York | Fernando Alonso 9. Woman | Oscar Piastri 10. From the dinning table | Lando Norris

FINE LINE

1. Golden | Oscar Piastri 2. Watermelon sugar | Sebastian Vettel 3. Adore you | Max Verstappen 4. Lights up | George Russell 5. Cherry | Lando Norris 6. Falling | Charles Leclerc 7. To be so lonely | Charles Leclerc 8. She | Lewis Hamilton 9. Sunflower, Vol 6 | George Russell 10. Canyon moon | Mick Schumacher 11. Treat people with kindness | Oscar Piastri 12. Fine line | Carlos Sainz

HARRY'S HOUSE

1. Music for a Sushi Restaurant | Mick Schumacher 2. Late night talking | Lewis Hamilton 3. Grapejuice | Charles Leclerc 4. As it was | Sebastian Vettel 5. Daylight | Lando Norris 6. Little freak | Max Verstappen 7. Matilda | Sebastian Vettel 8. Cinema | Max Verstappen 9. Daydreaming | Oscar Piastri 10. Keep driving | Lando Norris 11. Satellite | Charles Leclerc 12. Boyfriends | George Russell 13. Love of my life | Carlos Sainz

[pissjesus]

How much are you willing to woobify the old man?… This is a question, not an accusation 😭

Let it be known I’m a Murdoc apologist first and a person with a brain second. Yes he’s a terrible person, and yes I made an oc to smooch him ten ways to Tuesday

But fr, it depends on the kind of story I wanna explore, cuz sometimes I like to look at it from a more cartoonish and goofy perspective and sometimes I like it more grounded and analytical.

Idk how to put it, I cherry-pick aspects where he’s “nice, actually” just like everyone else. I think he’d be really friendly with fans but an absolute nightmare when you get to know him. He loves Noodle with his whole enlarged heart but it doesn’t mean he’s good at doing the right things for her. I think he’s tragic for a lot of reasons that are his own fault but also a lot of ones that aren’t. He’s a lot more sensitive and lonely than he lets on but he lets those feelings rot within him until they become toxic to everyone around him.

I draw cute Murdad moments and him being friendly with 2D and Russel cuz obviously I just don’t wanna draw scenarios where he’s a piece of shit. I do, however, love to write him being a piece of shit, but it still depends on the story I’m trying to tell. He’s gonna be a different flavor of mean depending on the context and tone. I don’t think different depictions are right/wrong ways of looking at him.

I guess my limit to how much I wanna woobify him is whatever the fuck they were doing in Song Machine. Enough with the tears you miserable beast if I wanted to see you boo-hooing I’d kick you myself. I don’t want him crying unless he’s in complete and utter despair in a hole he dug himself into

[brokenhardies]

Freaky OC Masterlist

Christina ‘Tina’ Strode in Killer Crush

FC: Kaylee Bryant

Love Interest: Millie Kessler

Mitchell Kessler in tbd

FC: Dylan Sprayberry

Love Interest: Ryler (formerly)

Summer Kessler in tbd

FC: Dove Cameron

Love Interest: None

Ricky Gonzalez in Suck My Cherry

FC: Auli’i Cravalho

Love Interest: None

Victoria Shermer in Jealousy, Jealousy

FC: Danielle Rose Russell

Love Interest: Ryan Moran

Ryan Moran in Jealousy, Jealousy

FC: Charlie Gillespie

Love Interest: Victoria Shermer

Willow Gelbman in Just A Girl

FC: Madison Iseman

Love Interest: Nyla Chones

[thediamondolls]

this list is ever changing, check back for updates!

TV Muses:

Heidi Barrie / Buffy the Vampire Slayer ( fc: shelley hennig )

Jo Harvelle / Supernatural ( fc: alona tal )

Ruby ( v. 1.0 ) / Supernatural ( fc: katie cassidy )

Saxa /  Spartacus ( fc: ellen hollman )

Santanico Pandemonium / From Dusk til Dawn ( fc: eiza gonzalez )

Vanessa Styles / From Dusk til Dawn ( fc: adrianne palicki )

Serena van der Woodsen / OG Gossip Girl ( fc: blake lively )

OC's:

Aoife / Anita Blake: Vampire Hunter ( fc: katherine mcnamara )

Ebony Sparda / Devil May Cry ( fc: emeraude toubia )

Eirny / X-Men ( fc: danielle rose russell )

Ekaterina Romanov / John Wick ( fc: megan fox )

Freki / Werewolf lore ( fc: katherine winnick )

Keres Angelos / AHS Coven ( fc: ryan ashley malarkey )

Laura Lawrence / Cobra Kai ( fc: jeanine mason )

Lilith / Biblical / Mythology Based ( fc: samantha robinson )

Mariella Salvatore / The Vampire Diaries / The Originals ( fc: giulia de lellis ) 

Remini : x5-404 / Dark Angel ( fc: lindsay morgan )

Video Games:

Faith Seen / Far Cry 5 ( fc: anya taylor joy )

Jill Valentine / Resident Evil ( fc: tbd )

Lilith the Siren / Borderlands ( fc: tbd )

Susie Jordan aka The Legion / Dead by Daylight ( fc: lights poxleitner )

Movies:

Amber Sweet / Repo! the genetic opera ( fc: ryan ashley malarkey )

Marnie Wallace / Repo! the genetic opera ( fc: emily blunt )

Delta / Jurassic World ( fc: adrianne palicki )

Fox Mask / You’re Next ( fc: jon bernthal )

Ginger Fitzgerald / Ginger Snaps ( fc: katherine isabel )

Holly Garling / PET ( fc: ksenia solo )

Jennifer Check / Jennifer’s Body ( fc: megan fox )

Kirby Reed / Scream 4 ( fc: hayden pantierre )

Tattoo / Moulin Rouge! ( fc: ryan ashley malarkey )

Tracy Bingham / All Cheerleaders Die ( fc: natalie alyn lind )

Comics:

America Chavez / Marvel ( fc: xochitl gomez )

Bobbi Morse / Marvel ( fc: blake lively )

Christine Palmer / Marvel ( fc: rachel mcadams )

Clint Barton / Marvel ( fc: aaron paul )

Dinah Lance / DC ( fc: katherine winnick )

Jessica Jones / Marvel ( fc: krystin ritter )

Natasha Romanov / Marvel ( fc: ana de armas )

Oliver Queen / DC ( fc: charlie hunnam )

Sersi / Marvel ( fc: gemma chan )

Tandy Bowen / Marvel ( fc: olivia holt )

Zatanna Zatara / DC ( fc: emeraude toubia )

Literature:

Cherry / Anita Blake: Vampire Hunter ( fc: brianne howey )

Corky Corcoran / Fear Street Cheerleaders ( fc: sabrina carpenter )

Itzpapalotl / Anita Blake: Vampire Hunter ( fc: becky g )

Jeyne Westerling / ASOIAF ( fc: lily james )

Rafael Espinoza / Anita Blake: Vampire Hunter ( fc: clayton cardenas )

Raina Wallis / Anita Blake: vampire hunter

Ridley Duchannes  / Caster Chronicles aka Beautiful Creatures ( fc: dove cameron )

Rosalie Hale / Twilight ( fc: sydney sweeney / anti smeyer )

Rosha Nelson / Fear Street: The Perfect Date ( fc: olivia holt )

Shiera Seastar / ASOIAF ( fc: tbh )

Sookie Stackhouse / Southern Vampire Mysteries aka True Blood ( fc: tbd )

Stormy Llewellyn / Odd Thomas ( fc: danielle campbell )

Vivian Gandillon / Blood and Chocolate ( fc: virginia gardner )

Request:

Churchill Creed / Pet Semetary ( fc: zane holtz )

Eventide Grimhilde / Grimm / descendants multi-fandom ( fc: sofia carson )

Fawkes / Harry Potter ( fc: ana de armas )

Hedwig / Harry Potter ( fc: diana agron )

Jane Foster / Marvel ( fc:  alicia vikander ) 

Sansa Stark / ASOIAF ( fc: sophie turner )

[bulletproofbanditsorbust]

Bulletproof Bandits, chapter 4

Feb. 28th, 2023

Characters: oc!Russell Davon, oc!Dylan Harley, oc!Frankie Blair

Word count: 3500

Warnings: none

Summary: Russell and Dylan finally infiltrate Liberty City. Who knows who they’ll meet there!

A/N: huge thanks to @arnold-layne for writing a good chunk of this chapter, frankie’s section is all their work!! dude, you’re amazing 😭😭😭

Liberty City stood tall and proud in the middle of the wasteland. It was surrounded by walls that went, both in height and length, as far as the eye could see and maybe more, with security guards on the lookout in front of every one of the gates, which were situated on the four cardinal points. The roads, straight and well maintained, were decorated with lovely cherry trees that tinted the city in shades of pink during good weather. The neon lights of the highest palaces adorned the skyline. Its inhabitants were well curated and sociable folk, or at least they were amongst themselves and whoever agreed with their beliefs.

Russell and Dylan, however, didn't know how beautiful Liberty City could be, because at the moment they were just outside its sewage system. They parked their motorbikes not too far away, at a raider's outpost who said he was Robin’s friend. The looter, a man named Ed in an old gas mask and dirty bulletproof vest, gave them a map of the sewers and indications on how to get to their destination.

“Are you sure that guy gave us the right map?” whispered Dylan.

Russell was lockpicking the gate to the sewers. “Why would he not give us the right map, to prank us?”

“I dunno, man.” His friend looked around. “I have a bad feeling about this.”

“I do, too, but it’s not because of Ed.” The door opened with a faint squeak. “After you, my dude.”

The sewage system was dark and, needless to say, it smelled abhorrently. The boys had to resort to covering their mouths to be able to breathe.

“Huh. Still not the worst thing I’ve ever smelled.” Commented Dylan, while turning on his flashlight.

“And most of those smells came out of my own body.” Russell casually added, looking at the map under the light. “Okay, so we need to go straight for a while… then… turn this way, stay on the right… and then that way until there’s a ladder. I think I got it.” He put the map in his back pocket and nodded at Dylan. “Let’s go.”

The two adventured inside the tunnels. The silence was interrupted only by the echoing of their footsteps, the squeaks of rats that would run away at their passing, and the rhythmic sound of water drops falling from the low ceiling to the filthy river between the two sidewalks.

“There’s nobody here. It’s so silent…” Murmured Dylan.

“Well, what did you expect, a gang of mutant turtles that teach you kung-fu to suddenly appear?” The redhead arched an eyebrow.

The other shrugged. “I wish.”

“I wouldn’t be surprised, now that I think about it...” Said Russell, pensively.

The two friends stayed silent until they arrived at their destination in front of a rusty ladder painted in red.

Russell checked out the map. “I think that’s it!”

“Nice! I’ll go first, so I can force the manhole open for you.”

“Huh. Manhole you say…” Russell snickered.

Dylan turned to look at his friend. “Yes.” He said, with a hint of a smile, knowing perfectly what Russell meant.

At the dead of night, a head full of dreads sprung out of the deserted city street.

Dylan climbed out of the hole, then stretched his hand to help Russell get out of the sewers. Russell gave him the package first, which Dylan took in his hand.

With an effort, Russell grabbed his friend’s arm and pulled himself out of the manhole.

“Now,” Dylan was brushing his bomber jacket. “Where to?”

Russell knocked on the door of what seemed an abandoned building.

The peephole opened. A pair of eyes peered at him. “Password?” The voice sounded threatening.

“Uh…” The boy frantically searched for his map, where the watchword was written. “Antidote?” He answered, nervously.

“Hmm… And who’s sending you?”

“The Baroness of Death, sir.” Russell’s heart was pounding in his chest.

The person at the opposite side of the door hesitated. Then, a series of creaks of old locks opening and a squeak of the door handle.

The two boys entered a narrow, poorly lit corridor.

“You must be Roger, right? Robin told us you would come.” Said the doorman, a tall, tattooed, bald man with a glass eye.

“It’s… it’s Russell, actually.” The boy corrected him, shyly. Russell wasn’t the kind of guy to be intimidated easily, but there was something menacing about him.

The man turned around, staring with his good eye. “Right…” He said, in a low voice. Then he turned on his heels and kept walking.

Russell looked at Dylan, who mimicked the words “I don’t like this” with his mouth, shaking his head.

The man opened the door at the end of the hallway. “After you. My boss is waiting.”

Russell and Dylan were welcomed with a cloud of smoke.

The boss was sitting on a couch, a cigar between his fingers. A sinister smile curved his lips.

“Come in, come in!” He said, waving his hand. “Ignore Hawkeye. He’s not a man for conversation.” The man puffed some more fume. He was wearing a hood, so it was hard to make out his features.

Russell advanced, followed by his friend, with the package in hand. “Uh… We came here to bring you this, sir.”

The other received the pack and opened it.

“Hmm. Very good.” He said, nodding slowly. “You can choose your reward in the backroom.” He took off the hood, revealing a pair of gray eyes. “Don’t take more than one thing each, or I’ll slice your throat.”

Russell and Dylan were petrified, as if the color of the boss’s eyes was some kind of superpower that could turn people into stone. “Yessir.” They said, in unison.

Hawkeye, who had been in front of the door with his arms crossed the whole time, escorted the two boys to the backroom.

The light turned on. The two friends looked around, gasping in amazement.

There was canned food – real, human food –, weapons, ammunition, jewels, everything their hearts could desire.

Dylan’s eyes laid on a bar of chocolate. “I wanna try this!” And he put it in his pocket. “What are you gonna take, Russell?” He asked.

“I dunno…” Russell responded, quietly. A ring caught his attention. He picked it up, slowly, from the cabinet that was on.

He tried it on his middle finger. It was made out of silver, with a red stone nestled on it. Maybe if he could’ve sold it…

“Are you done yet? Get a move on.” Hawkeye interrupted Russell’s thoughts.

The boy nodded and put the ring in his pocket.

Back at the main hall, the boss wanted to know what the boys took.

“I got this… uh… stuff.” Said Dylan, exposing the chocolate.

“Really? That’s stupid.” Russell remarked.

“Hey! Speak for yourself! I would rather have some good food than a ring that’s probably–”

“Great pick.” The boss interrupted. “That is delicious. And you?” He beckoned with his head towards Russell.

The redhead showed the ring, without saying a word.

“Oh! A true connoisseur’s choice! Well done, boys.” The boss took a drag from his cigar. “You can sleep here, if you want. I know for a fact that going back to Rhinestone City would be hard if you can’t keep your eyes open!” He laughed. “Hawkeye, bring them to the spare bedroom. They need some shut-eye.”

The "spare bedroom" was an empty room with some exposed pipes in the basement. Russell fell asleep on the floor right beside Dylan, with his switchblade in hand. For the first time in a long time, it was a dreamless slumber.

A few blocks away, Frankie was sleeping in a dumpster. They had a rough night out, searching for shelter and some food, until they gave up to the tiredness and collapsed in there. Trash wasn’t the best bed in the world - especially if the bags had sharp or hard objects in them - but this time Frankie got lucky, and happened to drop inside a trash bin of a restaurant, with soft - if disgusting - food to cushion their fall.

The thud of a garbage bag being tossed inside woke them up.

With a cry of surprise from the man that threw the trash, who quickly ran away, Frankie slowly got up on their feet, brushing away the banana peels and burger toppings that got stuck on their clothes. As they climbed out the dumpster, they spotted a poster that ordered the citizens to keep the city clean.

Frankie picked up their purple, graffitied skateboard and started rolling, looking for someone to snatch the lunch to.

A few minutes later, Frankie arrived at the square between a few of the biggest shopping malls of the city, with a burger in hand. They could feel the stares of the people burning holes in their skin: was it because of their clothes, deemed too bright-colored and childish? Was it because of their odor? Was it because they somehow knew they just stole that food? Frankie didn’t know, but especially didn’t care.

All the benches were occupied, so Frankie dropped their skateboard somewhere somewhat secluded and sat on it, devouring their meal. They watched the people go by: Liberty City’s citizens were always in a hurry, going somewhere, seemingly talking to themselves - but if you looked closely, you could see a small green light going on and off right behind their ear, meaning someone was in line with them. Frankie didn’t understand the need to be in constant contact with people, the need to be always updated to the latest news. Sometimes it was good to just enjoy the silence. But then again, Frankie didn’t understand many things, so it was their problem, not others’.

The blond finished their burger in a few bites, and now they were dying for a soda, but it would’ve been harder to take one from one of the passersby. For now, a public fountain was enough.

The constant buzz of the street soon grew overwhelming: an unpleasant pain behind Frankie’s head began to settle, but it was nothing compared to their usual headaches. They shot a nervous glance at one of the giant clocks hanging over the entrance to one of the malls. No, the migraine shouldn’t hit for at least two more hours. This must be the noise, after all. Frankie never handled it well.

They rose from their skateboard, turned it around with a tip of their sneaker and began slowly driving through the crowd, looking for the nearest alleyway to slip into. The first one was blocked by a large truck. Three cops hung out by the second one, looking around warily, as if expecting something. Frankie instinctively looked around too, but nothing looked unusual - they themselves were probably the most extraordinary element here. Another alleyway was closed off with concrete roadblocks, which weren’t much of a challenge to a pedestrian, but would inevitably attract unwanted attention.

Frankie began to dislike this. The ache behind their ear intensified, people around them growing more excited, more talkative.

They needed to get out of here. Right now.

They sped up as much as the thickening crowd allowed them to, shoving people out of the way, but it was still too slow. They were growing dizzy, the ache sticking its tendrils into the other parts of their brain, corners of their vision whitening out. Seconds passing by were almost palpable - Frankie could catch them with their bare hands if they tried a little bit harder, it seemed - but they never tried hard enough, and time was running out, slipping past their fingers.

Somewhere to hide. Somewhere to curl up, unseen by others, tuck the head into their knees, and breathe, breathe, breathe until the pain subsided enough for them to be able to walk again. Then get back to the hideout and wait out the brain fog and the shaking hands. In a few hours everything would go back on track, as it always did.

Only there was nowhere to hide. Frankie stumbled and almost broke their nose on the shoulder of a person in front of them, eliciting an angry response out of them. They didn’t manage to distinguish the words, the loud voice like a bleeding gash on their brain. There was not even a single bench to lie on, not a single kiosk to lean onto - only people around, all hurrying in the same direction, all gray and white and blue and beige with glimpses of black police uniforms here and there. Wait, why were there so many of them?

Frankie’s legs gave out under them, and they collapsed onto the ground.

“Holy shit. That’s more people in one place than I’ve ever seen in my life,” Dylan murmured. They had just climbed out of a manhole somewhere in an alleyway to the north of the city and peeked over the corner at the large square surrounded by giant buildings of glass and concrete. The neon signs covering them didn’t have a single non-functional letter, and the pavement underneath their boots was cleaner than their boots themselves, not a pothole in sight. Liberty city citizens passed by mere meters away, not casting a single glance into a dark alleyway closed off by concrete blocks behind which Russell and Dylan were crouching.

They were done with their job and could head home whenever they wanted – but if they ever told anyone that they went to Liberty city only to spend one night in a shabby house on the outskirts of it, they would be ridiculed into puddles on the floor. Few rhiners had such an opportunity, and those who made the journey usually became some sort of local celebrities, which meant free drinks and charmed girls. Or boys, depending on the bar.

“Yeah, we ain’t gonna get through security looking like this” Russell glanced at his dirty jacket and cleaned it off. “Look at these fuckin’ people! Not a single scar on them, not even a pimple… They look too perfect, almost to disgust!”

“Why are they all talking to themselves?” Dylan frowned in confusion. A lot of people in the crowd were speaking yet kept moving in one stream, looking straight at the back of the person in front of them. No groups of teenagers loitering, no women hauling shopping bags and laughing to each other; even people on benches didn’t spare people sitting next to them a single look.

“Mass psychosis?” Russell hypothesized, grinning. “I wouldn’t even be surprised. I’d go nuts if I had to live in this place for more than a week – woah, look at that piece of ass!”

“What?” Dylan searched for the 'piece of ass'. “Where?”

“Over there!” Russell pointed somewhere among the crowd. “Blonde hair, white jacket with pink stripes. You just missed when she was about to sit down on… a board with wheels? – What the hell is that?”

Dylan followed the direction of Russell’s finger and found the 'piece of ass' he described. A… girl? guy? it was hard to say from the distance - with unruly, shoulder-wave blond hair was indeed sitting on some board with wheels, gobbling something up like they haven’t eaten in three days. The white of the jacket highlighted dirt stains on its sleeves, and their light blue jeans were torn on one knee. And while they were still much more well-groomed than Russell and Dylan had ever been since approximately their birth, they were still too messy for the Liberty city crowd.

“Well, there’s a lot to look at beside the ass...” Dylan raised an eyebrow appreciatively. Russell glanced at him and clicked his tongue mischievously.

“When was the last time you got laid, dude? Hasn’t it been a while?”

“No,” Dylan protested, knowing he already lost. “Maybe. Why’d you care?”

“Having sex frequently is fundamental to a healthy man’s life.” Russell said, very matter-of-factly. “Otherwise all that jizz will bottle up and acidize, and then your dick will fall off. We can’t let that happen, right?”

“Sure, my dude, sure.” Dylan rolled his eyes. “Are you sure this doesn’t happen with shit, too? Because you’re so full of it it must’ve leaked into your brain, somehow.”

“Very funny.” Russell huffed indignantly. “I was going to suggest we go pick up that chick, but now I won’t. Stay acidic.”

“Oh, you ain’t fooling anyone.” Dylan poked him in the chest. “I can sense that acid boiling in you too, dude. You were very impressed by that ass!”

“Hey, don’t talk shit if you haven’t seen it– oh, oh, look! They’re getting up!”

Yeah, Dylan saw it now, and Russell didn’t exaggerate a bit. He whistled under his breath, following the blonde with his gaze.

“See? We hitting on her or not?”

“Not right here, too many cops around.” Dylan raised his palm against Russell, not removing his eyes from the blonde for one second.

“Right. We should catch up on them when they are in a more secluded area.”

Dylan shot a glance at his friend. “Don’t you think it’s kinda creepy?”

“Well, we’re gonna ask nicely. They won’t be able to withstand our collective charm, I promise you.”

“If by charm you mean stench, yeah, they’ll be head over heels for us. Literally.”

“You keep on like that, I ain’t helping you get laid anymore,” Russell shoved him in the shoulder. “I got Robin. I can get my acid out pretty easy. You’ll be the one cry-sturbating in the bathroom at night.”

“You got Robin?!” Dylan shoved him back. “Man, you ain’t got anyone! She’s got you, and she’s holding you right by the balls- wait, what’s that?”

The blonde that they’d been watching slowly drive through the crowd on their board with wheels staggered, prompting a few cries of outrage around themselves. The crowd around them slowly backed off as they bent over, clutching their head with their hands. A few moments they stood like that, swaying, and then collapsed to their knees, knocking their head onto the ground.

“What the hell,” Russell murmured, moving forward to get a better look. Dylan could see his cat pupils widen. “Are they having a fit or something? Why is no one helping?”

The black dispersed in the crowd – the security – suddenly perked up and began moving towards the place of the accident. Someone must have asked them for help, Dylan sighed with relief. They’ll take the blonde to the hospital, and the super-advanced Liberty City medicine will deal with the rest.

“I don’t like that,” Russell said suddenly, and a shiver went down Dylan’s spine. He knew that monotonous tone, that sudden loss of eloquence, and it never ended well. “The cops. Too many of them here. And all leaving their positions. Heading in one direction. Two-three here would suffice. The rest should remain on duty. But they aren’t. Like they planned it from the start.” He turned to Dylan, his pupils so wide they almost completely covered the irises. “Blondie is in danger.”

The pavement was cold, hard, a bit rough against the skin. Frankie curled into a fetal position, clutching at their head, evenly timed flares of pain whitening their vision, like a camera flash. It didn’t leave much place for anything else, but something did slip through.

Everyone can see me.

and

This was not at its usual time.

The crowd around them, all merging together into some sort of a dirty-gray wall, slowly retreated, leaving a circle of empty space around them, and for the first time in their life Frankie wanted them to come back, to invade their personal space, shove and kick and push, anything, just to not be out here in the open, for everyone to observe.

Pain grew stronger and stronger, pushing out the remaining shreds of Frankie’s reasoning. They could only concentrate on one thing now, and between thinking and breathing Frankie’s body chose the latter. Breathe in, out, in, out. The sky darkened. Passing out? No, someone bent over them. Black, must be a cop. In, out, in, out. It never hurt as bad before. Please make this stop. Please make this stop. Please make this stop. Pleasepleasepleaseplea-

There was a sound so loud Frankie’s brain short circuited, and then something warm spilled onto them, and then something heavy fell onto them, pinned them to the ground. People’s screams filled their ears, drilling into their already skinned and bleeding brain. Some more loud sounds, someone tripped over Frankie and almost fell.

The last they could remember was someone pushing their hands underneath Frankie’s body and lifting them in the air. Then the world became blissfully dark.

[bowl-of-shortness]

RWBY OC Color Names:

Massive shoutout to @collectingsparechangemadeeasy1, they helped a lot with coming up with these name :)

Red:

Roux, Rory, Rufus, Russell, Rusty, Maroon, Burgundy, Mahogany, Claret, Sorrell, Flannery, Vermilion, Apple, Candy, Sangria, Cardinal, Carnelian, Cerise, Cinnabar, Falu, Crimson, Wine, Amaranth, Titian, Chili, Raspberry, Carmine, Realgar, Eudialyte, Madeira, Cuprite, Rosa, Peppermint, Aster, Anemone, Yarrow, Chrysanthemum, Amaryllis, Carnation, Poinsettia, Begonia, Dianthus, Freesia, Petunia, Hibiscus, Poppy, Salvia, Tulip, Azalea, Canna, Dahlia, Verbena, Holly.

Orange:

Hari, Ginger, Spice, Blaze, Russet, Tawny, Citron, Clementine, Tangerine, Coral, Peach, Apricot, Mango, Persimmon, Sunset, Pumpkin, Butterscotch, Cider, Copper, Bronze, Clay, Ochre, Fulvous, Jasper, Sunrise, Topaz, Amber, Tiger, Carnelian, Hessonite, Sunstone, Sunny, Padparadscha, Sardonyx, Calcite, Dzi, Begonia, Canna, Cosmos, Honeysuckle, Zinnia, Autumn.

Yellow:

Honey, Blaine, Gold (Goldie), Mellow, Lemon, Champagne, Canary, Daffodil, Sunny, Jasmine, Primrose, Goldenrod, Dune, Sand, Flax, Xanthus, Laguna, Dijon, Beige, Aureolin, Mikado, Maize, Colza, Melon, Cyber, Banana, Tuscany, Ecru, Corn, Sepia, Citrine, Heliodor, Pyrite, Copal, Argonite, Sulphur, Rutile, Spiriferida, Scheelite, Calla, Jessamine, Pansy, Primrose, Lotus, Buttercup.

Green:

Viridian, Hunter, Forest, Moss, Florence, Chartreuse, Oliver, Olive, Olivia, Sage, Lime, Jade, Fern, Laurel, Mint, Tea, Kelly, Sacramento, Juniper, Pear, Shamrock, Pickle, Pistachio, Basil, Paris, Spring, Glade, Timber, Verdun, Chateau, Kaitoke, Foxtons, Kale, Avocado, Bilbao, Panache, Khaki, May, Tourmaline, Chrysoprase, Idocrase, Aventurine, Peridot, Moldavite, Zoisite, Turquoise, Malachite, Serpentine, Prehnite, Variscite, Ekanite, Tansy, Hydrangea, Scabiosa.

Blue:

Royal, Admiral, Duke, Glacious, Blueberry, Bluebell, Sky, Midnight, Frost, Ocean, Glade, Bluebird, Azalea, Denim, Pigeon, Navy, Carolina, Maya, Cornflower, Sapphire, Azure, Yale, Indigo, Cobalt, Teal, Cerulean, Lapis, Aegean, Berry, Arctic, Aquamarine, Aqua, Spinel, Chalcedony, Tanzanite, Moonstone, Iolite, Apatite, Larimar, Benitoite, Zircon, Opal, Azurite, Kyanite, Sodalite, Halite, Clematis, Salvia, Lobelia, Lupine, Veronica.

Purple:

Magenta, Fuschia, Periwinkle, Plum, Yolanda, Violet, Iris, Lavender, Amethyst, Hibiscus, Mauve, Mulberry, Orchid, Lilac, Grape, Byzantine, Helio, Floral, Thistle, Sangria, Jam, Chalcedony, Fluorite, Garnet, Kunzite, Sugalitie, Coquimbite, Kunzite, Siberite, Charoite, Phantom, Taaffeite, Tiffany, Marialite, Angel, Verbena, Anemone, Heather, Aster, Liatris, Honesty, Merlin, Wisteria, Zinnia, Dianthus.

Pink:

Blush, Sakura, Rosè, Calamine, Bubblegum, Thulian, Cerise, Carnation, Amaranth, Taffy, Rouge, Crepe, Rhodolite, Morganite, Mayala, Pezzottaite, Rubellite, Calcite, Eudialyte, Talc, Rosolite, Cerasite, Cherry, Azalea, Begonia, Amaryllis, Thyme, Hollyhock, Astilbe, Iberis, Phlox.

White:

Pearl, Alabaster, Lumi, Snow, Porcelain, Linen, Cream, Ivory, Platinum, Sugar, Chiffon, Titanium, Lace, Ice (Icey), Edelweiss, Cotton, Salt, Daisy, Frost, Rice, Howlite, Diamond, Akoya, Baroque, Keshi, Selenite, Selene, Zeolite, Caylon, Okenite, Snowdrop, Magnolia, Jasmine, Powder, Galatea.

Grey:

Grey, Silver, Steel, Stone, Pewter, Slate, Dusty, Boulder, Manta (?), Cloud, Fossil, Mink, Abalone, Harbor, Iron, Trout, Seal, Lava, Shadow, Ash, Anchor, Graphite, Fog, Lead, Gibeon, Celiom, Larvikite, Chrome, Terahertz, Brunia.

Black:

Ebony, Merle, Charcoal, Coal, Jet, Ink, Soot, Smoke, Pepper, Domino, Vanta, Onyx, Pitch, Sable, Obsidian, Spider, Leather, Morion, Hematite, Shungite, Galena, Graphite, Lodestone, Shale, Scoria, Augite, Anatase, Basalt, Blackberry, Baccara, Satin, Viola.

Total number of names on this list: 420

[trashbag-baby666]

Cherry Bomb-Hunter X Fem OC

-Chapter One.

"Sorry I'm late, my dad was up my ass about my grade in speech," Dahlia slung her bag down by the bottom of the stairs and pulled the gate across the stairs and let her dog off the leash.

He instantly went running to Hunter.

Hunter stopped playing his guitar and slung it across his back and bent down.

"Hey there Dr. Feelgood." Hunter smiled and picked up the jack russell terrier.

"He missed his dad," Dahlia smiled and kissed Hunter's cheek. Dahlia smiled and pushed some of Hunter's hair out of his face, taking her dog back from her boyfriend.

"You guys are so gross," Kevin sighed, setting the drumsticks on the head of the snare and getting up.

"I have to go pick up my little brother from swim practice." Kevin grabbed his bag off the couch. Kevin said a hello to Dr. before leaving.

"Maybe if you could talk to your dad you could get us in touch with Troy Nix and we could maybe get a leg up in the music industry." Hunter started.

"Hunter I told you my dad doesn't really talk to that side of the family anymore," Dahlia lied straight through her teeth.

Her dad is Troy Nix but she didn't want those parts of her life interfering.

Her dad knew about Hunter but god forbid he knew she had been in a relationship with Hunter for a year she'd be grounded and Hunter might be injured or dead.

Dahlia and Troy used to be really close but when her mom died he turned back to working overtime at the rehab facility. Dahlia turned to sex, rock and roll, and Hunter. Well maybe not that extreme.

But her dog, Dr. Feelgood. Yes, like the Motley Crue album.

He came with Dahlia everywhere, they were best friends and her and Hunter were his parents as she always did.

Hunter and Dahlia walked out of a small club venue after a show and started walking down the street to find something to eat.

"Dude, that was so awesome!" Hunter smiled wide and kissed Dahlia on the cheek.

"I told you Chelsea Grin was just that good," Dahlia giggled as they turned down an alley. There was some rustling by a garbage can and Hunter held out his arm stopping her.

"Shhh," Hunter pressed his index finger to his lips. There was a bark and a whine as a can fell and hit the ground.

"Hunter it's just a dog," Dahlia sighed and jogged over picking up the can and seeing a small brown and white jack russell terrier.

"Oh hello little guy?" Dahlia got down on her knees and picked him up, "Yep definitely a guy. Hunter come here."

The taller boy walked over and squatted by her.

"Oh look at that little dude he's so cute," Hunter gently petted him as Dahlia cradled him in her arms.

"Where's your family little dude?" Dahlia gently coddled him. He barked and she sighed, "We should get him some food."

"Yeah," Hunter nodded.

They walked out of the 7-11 and over to Hunter's car, a bag full of slim jims, pizza slices, and two slurpees in Hunter's hands.

"Little dude needs a name," Hunter hummed as they got in the car.

Dahlia set her hoodie across her lap and laid the puppy on it.

"Well what's a metal name?" Dahlia giggled as she took a piece of pepperoni off of the pizza and fed it to the puppy, "I think he likes that."

"Uhm well Anthrax? Like the band?" Hunter took a drink of the slushy.

"No," Dahlia shrugged.

"Grinder? Like the Judas Priest song?" Hunter smirked.

"God no," Dahlia laughed and fed the dog another pepperoni.

"Luke like in War Pig?" Hunter raised an eyebrow.

"What about Dr. Feelgood? Like the Motley Crue album?" Dahlia shrugged, the puppy barked, "I think he likes that."

"You do love Motley Crue, wait are you going to keep him?" Hunter gently petted the dog.

"I think," she hummed, "I've always wanted a dog."

"Well I think that means were his parents." Hunter leaned over the center counsel and kissed her cheek.

"I think so too," Dahlia smiled.

     Dahlia opened the front door, her backpack full of things for her new puppy.

"Dad, I'm home." Dahlia closed the door and kicked her shoes off in the entrance.

"I thought you were coming home after the show?" Her dad called from the kitchen.

"Well something came up  and I stayed at Hunters last night." Dahlia called out then Doctor barked.

"Is that a dog?" Mr. Nix called then came out of the kitchen and saw the puppy sitting on her lap, "Dahlia." He whipped his hand down his face then through his beard.

"He's just a stray. I found him after the show last night," she scooped up Doctor and walked over to him, "His name's Dr. Feelgood like the Motley Crue album."

"Well I guess he's kinda cute but he's your responsibility so you will train him, walk him, entertain him." Mr. Nix listed off.

"I know dad," she sighed gently, scratching behind Doctor's ear.

"Are you dating Hunter?" Mr. Nix jumped straight to what he was going to ask her.

"No!" she said quick and fast.

"Really?" he narrowed his eyes, "You spend a lot of time at his house."

"Well you're never home so what does it matter?" Dahlia's attitude quickly changed, she shifted her weight onto one of her legs and let a smirk dance across her face.

"Dahlia, you're still my daughter. I know that mom's death kind of strained us," Mr. Nix started.

"Well you don't act like that! You're always at work! I've been having to cook for myself pretty much every night or when I'm not here and I'm at Hunters you didn't even notice I'm gone!" Dahlia word vomited, she turned on her heels and grabbed her bag running upstairs with Doctor. Mr. Nix sighed and ran his hand over his beard again.

     "Are you going home tonight?" Hunter asked, looking up from where he mindlessly scrolled on his phone.

"No," Dahlia shook her head and set her phone down, shifting around in the bed and facing Hunter. He smiled and leaned over kissing her forehead. Doctor scurried up the bed and laid between them.

"Hello there little dude," Dahlia giggled and petted him.

"Is everything okay with your dad? Today was the only day you went home all week.

"Yeah he's just...Working over time I guess." Dahlia shrugged.

"Okay love," Hunter tucked a strand of pink hair behind her ear.

     Dahlia stood next to Hunter's locker as he gathered his things and waited for Kevin. "Do you wanna do anything this weekend Lover?" Hunter glanced at her.

"I mean whatever you wanna do," Dahlia shrugged as she scrolled through instagram.

Robbie walked past and held up the rock and roll hand symbol.

"Sup Robbie," Dahlia smiled at the boy in the yellow shirt and her and Hunter returned the hand symbol back at him.

Hunter then pointed at Kevin as he came down the hall and stopped next to Dahlia. Hunter swished his hand to the side to move out of the way.

Dahlia caught the cue and moved over but Skip Hoffman body checked Hunter to the ground.

"Fucking privilageed ass hole!" Dahlia yelled, Skip scoffed at her.

"Fucking faggot freak," Skip retorted and walked over to Clay Moss.

Hunter helped Kevin up off the floor and Dahlia picked up his books and handed them to Kevin.

"Skip Hoffman sucks pig dicks." Hunter retorted.

"Very much true," Dahlia smirked.

"I don't think he was trying to hit me. I was just in the way." Kevin sighed, taking the books from Dahlia. The three of them stood in the hallway listening to Skip and Clay's conversation. Hunter snaked his hand around Dahlia's waist and gently squeezed her ass. Dahlia yelped and slapped Hunter's hand.

"You're a pig," the pink haired girl giggled.

"Yeah but you love it," Hunter smirked and kissed the top of her head. Dahlia took the chance to take her glasses off and whipped them on the hem of her shirt cleaning them off.

"Maybe I do but I'm blinded by you," Dahlia looked up at Hunter without her glasses, "Like I dead ass can't see you you're just a mush of black and pale skin."

"You're such a dork. Let's get you to class." Hunter threw his arm around Dahlia and they walked down the hall.

     Dahlia sat next to Kevin at lunch as both of them waited for Hunter. Dahlia poked at her salad she packed not really feeling the mood. Kevin, though he was eyeing up a girl. He would look down then go back to staring at her.

"Kev, bro, who are you looking at your eyes are literally about to pop out of your head?" Dahlia looked over at his friend.

"Oh uh. No one! I was looking at no one." Kevin shook his head.

"Bull shit you were checking out the new girl!" Dahlia smiled lightly, shoving her best friend.

"Dahlia shut it," Kevin sighed looking down in embarrassment.

"No, no she's cute, good for you go for it." Dahlia smiled.

"Hey man, hey love." Hunter sat across from the two blocking Kevin's view of her.

"You gonna eat those? Thanks." Dahlia reached over and grabbed two of the mini corn dogs off of Hunter's tray.

"Hey!" Hunter whined.

"What your dad's trashy lettuce looks like it has expired.'' She lifted up the container and showed Hunter the lettuce.

"Yeah it does, I'll tell him to get more." Hunter sighed then picked up a tater tot off of the tray, "Kev did you talk to your mom about the double bass kit?"

"She said she doesn't have a thousand dollars." Kevin sighed looking down, Dahlia always felt bad for him. Kevin wasn't exactly poor but his family wasn't necessarily comfortable either. Her and Hunter both came from doctor parents and big houses and getting everything they wanted or needed.

"Okay, well, what about a double bass pedal? Won't get the resonance, but we'll have that attack." Hunter picked at the food.

"Yeah, she said she doesn't have $150 either." Kevin bit into his food. Then returned to glancing past Hunter to look at the new girl. Hunter picked up fast and turned his head to look at her.

"She's in me and Dahlia's speech class. I think she's English? Scottish? I don't know. I heard she went apeshit on the band teacher." Hunter shrugged. 

"Yeah," Kevin shrugged.

"I'm sure she's nice?" Dahlia sighed.

"That's one messed up chick." Hunter sighed, shrugging off his jean jacket.

       Dahlia sat on the back porch as Dr. Feelgood ran around the fenced in backyard and did his business. Hunter sat down next to her and Kevin sat on a chair by the pool deck.

"Guys, why don't we go to Clay Mosses party?" Kevin spoke up.

"Why would we do that?" Dahlia looked over at Kevin.

"Yeah he's friends with that cock sucker Skip." Hunter shook his head.

"I don't know we don't have anything better to do?" Kevin shrugged and shook his head. Doctor ran over to Dahlia.

"Hey little dude," Dahlia smiled and picked him up.

"I guess," Hunter shrugged, "We can go but I'm not drinking, I don't fuck with that shit."

"Well I do," Dahlia smiled and stood up scratching behind Doctor's ears. Hunter's dad hated that dog so much. So Dahlia and Hunter had to make up a little area in the yard for him to be in during the day. They had built a little doggy shed for him with a heater and fan, water and food, and a bed. But then he could also take himself out into the yard and do his business.

"But I need to stop home to get another bag of food for him and more clothes."Dahlia sighed, "Well my dad is gonna take him for the weekend."

"Oh okay," Hunter nodded and got up.

   Dahlia walked in the house and set Doctor down and he scurried off across the hardwood floors.

She heard her dad playing his guitar in his office and she walked in.

She didn't want to be long as Hunter and Kevin were waiting outside and she also didn't want any secrets to slip out like Hunter finding out Troy was her dad.

"Dad," Dahlia gently tapped on the door frame of her dad's office.

"Dahlia! Are you staying home tonight? We can go get your favorite for dinner!" He kicked his guitar pedal and turned to look at Dahlia.

"Oh uhm Kevin invited me and Hunter to a party. I just wanted to let you know I was leaving Doctor here before I left.

"Oh," he sighed and flicked his guitar pick onto his desk.

"Yeah, I'm gonna go grab some more clothes for the weekend." Dahlia pointed towards the stairs.

"Wait, Dahlia. Are you dating Hunter?" he asked.

"Dad, are you serious? This question hasn't come up in over a year. Why would it have changed?" She popped out her hip and crossed her arms.

"Well you basically live there. What do you think his dad treats you better than how I treat you?" Mr. Nix started interrogating her.

"No Hunters dad is just as fucking absent of a parent than you are? You wanna know why I'm always at his house? Because Kevin and Hunter understand me! Hunter's mom left him!" Dahlia started yelling in a fit of rage.

"Your mom didn't leave you!" Mr. Nix stood up taking the petty way out of this.

"Yes she did she didn't fucking fight hard enough!" Dahlia could feel tears pricking her eyes.

"She tried so hard and you know that! You saw  her too, you saw the way she looked at the end." Mr. Nix looked down, seething lowering his voice.

"She also trusted you to be a good dad and to take care of me. Instead you just ignored me and used your job to cope! You weren't the only one who lost someone." dahlia turned on her heels running  out the door slamming it behind her.

"Is everything okay?" Hunter asked as Dahlia got in the passenger seat. Tears streamed down her face. She was so angry she just wanted to fucking punch something.

"Just drive," she shook her head and whipped the tears out. Dahlia sniffed as she was choking on her tears. Hunter gave her a sympathetic look and rested his hand on her thigh as they drove in the direction of Clay's.

[howdoyoudothedew]

omegaverse au scents

Qrow smells like a storm- like wind blowing into a tornado

Raven smells like a spring thunder storm

Taiyang smells like honeysuckle

Summer smells like apples and caramel

Yang smells like sunshine and apples

Ruby smells like honeysuckle and chocolate chip cookies and damp dirt

Ghira smells like dark fur that's absorbed the sun

Kali smells like chai tea and dark chocolate

Blake smells like violets and chai

Jaques smells like fresh clean laundry

Willow smells like peppermint and winter icicles/crystal

Winter smells like falling winter snow and warm coffee

Weiss smells like the first frost of winter

Whitley smells like vanilla icecream and crisp winter air

Jaune smells like burning, like fire, like ozone

Nora smells like electricity, like lightning and pavement and burning wood

Ren smells like water lotus and burning wood

Pyrrha smells like fallen leaves and an autumn mist and gunmetal

Cardin smells like summer nights and old books

Russel smells like baking, specifically blueberry muffins

Dove smells like gunpowder and allspice plants

Sun smells like banana bread and lemonade and a hot summer afternoon

Sky smells like mint and crisp, cold air

Scarlet smells like coconut and salt water/the ocean

Sage smells like cinnamon and oak

Neptune smells like ink on old paper and ocean rain

Velvet smells like brown sugar and chocolate

Ilia smells like cupcake frosting

Ironwood smells like coffee and pine

Penny smells like copper and pine trees

Oscar smells like oranges/citrus and pine trees

Salem smells like french toast and lavender

Ozpin smells like decay

ocs

Áine smells like a soft summer rain and dirt and the mushrooms that grow afterward

Cherry smells like cherry blossoms and winter bonfires

Amaranthe smells like fresh printed paper and warm, fresh cut summer grass and smoke

Lotus smells like lotus and wildfire

[jesterjamz]

this was actually really fun to do

[cherry-blxssxm-chaos]

Finally got around to make Cerise's ghost half a reference of sorts- colors look messy cause it's more fun to me that way and also I was literally just trying to actually... get color on this for future references

still giddy over this design touch up for her hair it looks so good ^^

[dancingsunflowers-ocs]

𝗔𝗹𝗲𝘅𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗿𝗮’𝘀 𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗼𝗰𝘀 ✷ 𝗮 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁

𝗕𝗕𝗖 𝗠𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻

Name: Caelia Hartley (Adopted from @eddys-plot-shop)

Fic: The Whispering Grove 

Ship: Merlin

Faceclaim: Adelaide Kane

𝗕𝗿𝗶𝗱𝗴𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗼𝗻

Name: Delia Hathaway

Fic: Gone with the Wallflower

Love Interest: Colin Bridgerton

Faceclaim: Mia McKenna-Bruce

𝗗𝗶𝘀𝗻𝗲𝘆’𝘀 𝗗𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗮𝗻𝘁𝘀

Name: Sofia Madrigal

Parents: Mirabel Madrigal

Fic: Butterflies

Love Interest: Evie Grimhilde

Faceclaim: Rachel Zegler

Name: Wanda Darling

Parents: Wendy Darling

Fic: Faith, Trust, and Pixie Dust

Love Interest: Harry Hook

Faceclaim: Mackenzie Foy

Name: Cherry Hearts

Parents: The Queen of Hearts

Fic: Wonderland

Love Interest: Ben Beast

Faceclaim: Danielle Rose Russell

𝗗𝗼𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗿 𝗪𝗵𝗼

Name: Estelle Williams

Fic: Across The Universe

Love Interest: 11th Doctor x Clara Oswald

Faceclaim: Maya Hawke

𝗙𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗦

Name: Paige Green (Adopted from @eddys-plot-shop)

Fic: Chasing Laughs

Love Interest: Chandler Bing

Faceclaim: Josephine Langford

𝗚𝗹𝗲𝗲

Name: Claudia Green

Series: Sweet Melodies

Fic: Songbird

Love Interest: Finn Hudson

Faceclaim: Meg Bellamy

Name: Francesca Bellamy

Series: Sweet Melodies

Fic: Lovefool

Love Interest: Sam Evans

Faceclaim: Mimi Keene

Name: Solana Corzo

Series: Sweet Melodies

Fic: Better Together

Love Interest: Artie Abrams

Faceclaim: Bebe Wood

Name: Ariel Berry

Series: Bad Reputation

Fic: Help! I’m in Love with a Cheerleader

Love Interest: Quinn Fabray x Santana Lopez

Faceclaim: Diana Slivers

Name: Pedro Fernandez

Series: Bad Reputation

Fic: Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy 

Love Interest: Kurt Hummel

Faceclaim: Taylor Zakhar Perez

Name: Jacinta Fernandez

Series: Bad Reputation

Fic: Respect

Love Interest: Tina Cohen-Chang

Faceclaim: Alexa Demie

𝗚𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲

Name: Larissa Morozova

Fic: The Darkest Sea

Love Interest: Nikolai Lantsov

Faceclaim: Claudia Jessie

𝗠𝗮𝗿𝘃𝗲𝗹

Name: Victoria Brooks

Fic: Gold Rush

Love Interest: Steve Rogers

Faceclaim: Olivia Cooke

Name: Clio

Fic: Part of Your World

Love Interest: Peter Parker

Faceclaim: Halle Bailey

𝗢𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝗨𝗽𝗼𝗻 𝗔 𝗧𝗶𝗺𝗲

Name: Anastasia Tremaine

Fic: Confessions of an Ugly Stepsister

Love Interest: David Nolan

Faceclaim: Madelaine Petsch

Name: Marlena Wright (Adopted from @ginger-grimm)

Fairytale Counterpart: Rose Red {Snow-White and Rose-Red}

Fic: Roses Are Red

Love Interest: Lester Wright {OC}

Faceclaim: Kennedy McMann

Name: Bianca Wright

Fairytale Counterpart: Snow White {Snow-White and Rose-Red}

Fic: Roses Are Red

Love Interest: Edward Wright {OC}

Faceclaim: Virginia Gardner

Name: Raina Mills (Adopted from @eddys-plot-shop)

Fic: Ahead Of The Pack

Love Interest: Ruby Lucas

Faceclaim: Camila Mendes

Name: Zarina Hendricks

Fic: The Pirate Fairy

Love Interest: Killian Jones

Faceclaim: Katherine McNamara

𝗣𝗲𝗿𝗰𝘆 𝗝𝗮𝗰𝗸𝘀𝗼𝗻

Name: Celeste Pinto

Godly Parent: Iris

Fic: Rainbows 

Love Interest: Jason Grace

Faceclaim: Olivia Rodrigo

𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗿 𝗧𝗿𝗲𝗸

Name: Guinevere Riordan

Fic: Rewrite The Stars

Love Interest: James T. Kirk

Faceclaim: Jessica Alba

Name: Sydney Berlin

Fic: Prodigy Perfect

Love Interest: Pavel Chekov

Faceclaim: Kathryn Newton

𝗧𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝗳

Name: Annette Dennison

Species: Light Witch

Fic: Come, Little Children

Love Interest: Liam Dunbar

Faceclaim: Tiera Skovbye 

Name: Julie Marigold

Species: Fairy

Fic: Come, Little Children

Love Interest: Enya Martin {OC}

Faceclaim: Aisha Dee

Name: Enya Martin

Species: Phoenix 

Fic: Come, Little Children

Love Interest: Julie Marigold {OC}

Faceclaim: Abigail Cowen

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗖𝗵𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗶𝗰𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗡𝗮𝗿���𝗶𝗮

Name: Feyra Sherwood

Species: Cosmic Witch

Fic: Courage, Dear Heart

Love Interest: Peter Pevensie

Faceclaim: Synnove Karlsen

Name: August Sherwood

Species: Earth Witch

Fic: Courage, Dear Heart

Love Interest: Edmund Pevensie 

Faceclaim: Jack Wolfe

Name: Joan Connelly

Fic: Courage, Dear Heart

Love Interest: Lucy Pevensie 

Faceclaim: Ruby Cruz

𝗧𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁

Name: Beatrice Denali

Fic: Eternal Flame

Love Interest: Alice Cullen

Faceclaim: Sophie Skelton

𝗪𝗲𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝗱𝗮𝘆

Name: Matilda Thorpe

Species: Telekinesis

Fic: Naughty 

Love Interest: Enid Sinclair x Wednesday Addams 

Faceclaim: Bailee Madison

oc masterlist inspiration credit: @daughter-of-melpomene

[ag-celestina-gorillaz]

Hi there. This is my new AG Celestina Azula Damon. She's a doll I customized, and she's also my Gorillaz OC, 2-D's daughter. I was inspired by @agrosehamada's blog, and wanted to do something similar. I answered a "get to know the doll" list, also from ag rose (though I added a few things), and I hope to make friends in the AG community. Please feel free to ask questions (I turned anon off to prevent from mean messages, so if you want to be anonymous, just ask the question, say you wanna be anonymous, and I'll copypaste and answer the question).

Get to Know the Doll :)

-Birthday: June 23rd 2005

-Family: Sharon Damon (mom), Mia Lucci (stepmother, married to Sharon), Stuart Pot/2-D: (dad), Murdoc Niccals (family friend thru 2-D, like an uncle, a drunk uncle), Russell Hobbs (family friend thru 2-D, also like an uncle, but more responsible), Noodle (family friend thru 2-D, like a cool older sister)

-Favorite Foods: Teriyaki chicken lo mein, fresh peaches, Mia's homemade pizza with pepperoni and mushrooms

-Favorite Drink: Peach soda pop

-Favorite Dessert: Cherry trifle, cotton candy ice cream

-Favorite Animal: Bunnies and pandas

-Pet: A gray fluffy bunny named Scratchy

-Hobby(ies): Sewing plushies, singing, practicing keyboard and/or drums

-Favorite Show: Sailor Moon, JoJo's Bizarre Adventure, Steven Universe, and Powerpuff Girls

-Favorite Movie: Mama Mia, Zombieland, Rocket Man, she also loves Disney and Studio Ghibli movies

-Favorite Color: Blue (any shades), pink, lavender, mint, black

-Best Friend(s): Lucy Phillips (close friend and singing partner, hopefully, something more in the future?), Kailey Green (friend since childhood, and fellow theater nerd)

-Hogwarts House: Hufflepuff

-Dream Job: A famous singer like her dad, or an actress (more likely in a Broadway musical or a musical movie), maybe fashion designer.

-Favorite School Subject: Music, Art, English

-Favorite Book: Mostly manga and American Girl books, she has a soft spot for Samantha and Julie

-Favorite Candy: Pocky and KitKats

-Favorite Flower: Roses, sakura blossoms, bluebells

-Favorite Music Genre: She loves listening to songs from Gorillaz (her favorite songs are Starshine, On Melancholy Hill, Clint Eastwood, and Humility), she's also a fan of Queen, David Bowie, Melanie Martinez, and she likes soundtracks from her favorite musicals and Disney movies.

-Dream Vacation: Any of the Disney Parks, and Japan, but she hopes someday soon she can visit her dad and the rest of the band in Britain to see the new Kong Studios.

-Favorite Holiday: Halloween and Valentine's Day.

-If She Could Have Any Superpower: Understand any spoken language, including being able to speak to animals, and zombies!

-Hero: She looks up to book her moms because they raised her and gave her a good childhood, and she looks up to her dad because he's this cool singer in a band, and even though he has his problems, and it's difficult being a long distance parent (as he's in Britain and Celestina lives in the US), he does his best to be in her life as much as possible and he loves her.

[the-nerdy-goddess]

Schedule

*On pause at the moment*

Main Masterlist l Request l Rules

I wanted to create a schedule for all my fandoms. Each day will get a Oneshot or two from the fandom of the day.  I will write OC or Reader and I do take requests, I will do crossovers. NO SMUT though. I’ll also do Love Triangles. Each Fandom is not limited by the faces on the title card (I could only do four)

Starting the week off strong we have Marvel Mondays

I will write pretty much anyone but I do not write pedophilia (Starker) or any other adult shipped with peter. I will however write for characters that aren’t in the MCU but are played by MCU actors (ex. Sebastian Stan’s Mickey)

Marvel Masterlist l Request l Rules l Main Masterlist

Next is TVDU Tuesdays

I’m really good at Klaus but I’ll write anyone.

TVDU Masterlist l Request l Rules l Main Masterlist

Wolf Wednesday! 

I love Stiles specifically. Liam is not my forte but I’ll give it a shot. 

Teen Wolf Masterlist l Request l Rules l Main Masterlist

Tom Thursday

just Tom Holland characters which include - Peter Parker, Todd Hewitt, Cherry, and Arvin Russell. 

Tom Masterlist l Request l Rules l Main Masterlist  

Free Will Fridays

*my favorite show* 

I would love to write more of my favorite characters! 

Supernatural Masterlist l Request l Rules l Main Masterlist