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dcbbw · 1 year

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Dead in the Water (Rewrite Challenge)

This is my submission for @choicesprompts Rewrite Challenge.

Not gonna lie, when I first read about this event my first two thoughts were: “Not ANOTHER event!” quickly followed by, “As fanfic authors, all we do is rewrite.” Not to mention, I already have UnRomance, my rewrite of 9 ½ Weeks.

However, the more I thought about it, the more the idea grew on me. After all, I have plans (unfulfilled at the moment) to rewrite 16 Candles with Drake Walker as Jake Ryan, and possibly Striptease, based on the book by Carl Hiaasen and the movie starring Demi Moore, Burt Reynolds, and Ving Rhames.

So, I figured why not? Like so many others here, I initially took inspo from Grey’s Anatomy (and I still may write that story) but went with another version of dark and twisty: THIS iconic scene from How to Get Away with Murder.

Not sure I can do it justice, but gonna try. (My writing skills are rusty AF) I could have just rewritten the actual scene but wanted to provide readers with context/background while staying faithful (somewhat) to at least one of the show’s many Season 1 storylines.

So.Many.Thank yous to those who read this over in parts and pieces. Your encouragement and excitement over this story truly pushed me to finish it. To those who will read this, THANK YOU! Your reads, likes, comments, and/or reblogs are appreciated more than you will ever know.

Please excuse any and all typos, missing/extraneous words, and/or grammatical errors. MS Editor rates this story as 99% error free.

Story contains a couple of OCs, and my (and possibly Shonda Rhimes’) version of PB characters.

Song Inspo: Human, Rag n Bone

Word Count: 2,500

Pairing: Liam x Riley

Rating: M for Mature themes

Two weeks ago

The car drove silently through the empty streets of the duchy, streetlights occasionally and briefly illuminating the planes and angles of the driver’s face, and the knuckles of their hand on the steering wheel.

No one saw either.

The car entered the Warehouse District where the streetlamps were fewer, the buildings boxier, and the potholes were plentiful. The driver’s eyes squinted as they took a sharp turn into a narrow, dead-end alleyway, coming to a stop in front of a dumpster. They pulled a ski mask over their face and tugged a pair of leather gloves that had been laying in the passenger seat onto their hands before quietly exiting and retrieving the plastic-wrapped bundle from the back seat, hoisting it over their shoulder.

The figure was dressed completely in black: soft-soled shoes, shirt, pants, gloves, balaclava. They traipsed easily up the ladder that led to a building’s rooftop despite the plastic bag slung over one shoulder. The person was certain they hadn’t been seen or followed but surveyed the still-abandoned streets of the sleeping city below before heading towards the water tower.

With a grunt, they carefully shifted the heavy package to their other shoulder; it was literally dead weight. Their head tilted upwards, staring at the ladder that led to the tower’s catwalk. With a heavy sigh, they lightly trudged the few remaining steps to the steel staircase and began the long climb to the top of the water tank. The person maneuvered more slowly this time; one misstep and there would be two bodies found.

The goal … the hope was no body be found.

Their breathing grew heavier and was an outright pant once they reached the catwalk. They carefully placed the bag down before gloved hands began unwrapping and unrolling the plastic away from the body. As the dead woman was revealed, the person’s eyes raked over the body impersonally.

Her once shapely body was swollen with putrid gases; fortunately, the mentholatum gel the person had spread beneath their nostrils earlier in the evening prevented them from smelling anything foul.

Her flawless skin was mottled and bruised from long-settled blood. Lipstick still stained her lips, which were twisted in a grimace. From the struggle that ended in her death, or the fact that she was nobility wrapped in cheap plastic and tarp, no one would ever know. Her uncombed tresses had bald spots from postmortem hair loss and appeared to be the texture of straw. Her bare breasts were flaccid, nipples pointed downward.

Her feet were grotesquely misshapen from the bloat.

Reluctantly, their eyes pulled themselves away from the subject of a national manhunt and focused on the door; a combination lock kept the door sealed. Their hands went to the tool bag hanging from their leather belt, fingers extracting a pair of 12” bolt cutters. Eyes narrowed in concentration, they neatly cut the lock off before pushing the door fully open

Scooping the dead woman from the catwalk, and cradling the body next to their chest, the person entered the facility; it was pitch-dark and filled with the humming of pipes and pumps regulating the flow of water throughout not one, but two duchies. Operating by feel, the person came to a stop when they bumped the guardrail. With another grunt, they outstretched their arms and heaved the body downward into the tank of water that encircled the room from guardrail to floor.

There was a loud splash, then nothing. The person stood for a few moments more, thinking they should say a prayer for the dead or themselves, but they left without a word for either of them. Outside, they pulled the door shut, gathered the broken lock and sullied plastic, and made their way back down to the street.

At the dumpster, the person stuffed the plastic bag, the broken lock, the face covering, and the gloves inside. As they strode towards the car, they fished a cellphone from their shirt pocket and quickly dialed a number.

The call was picked up, but there was no greeting.

They didn’t expect one.

“It’s done,” they said tersely before hanging up, and climbing into the vehicle.

Present Day

Agata Laskaris and Elias Drakos were ex-lovers who both worked for the Cordonian Ministry of Environmental Health; on this afternoon they were partnered to inspect water towers throughout the Duchy of Krona. It hadn't been too horrible of a workday: The inspections had been cursory at best, and the pair had always worked well together. It helped that their breakup hadn’t been contentious.

Agata had (thankfully) come to the discovery that she was a lesbian. Elais didn’t blame her for her sexuality, nor did he feel he had been led on. What did sting, however, was Agata thanking him for helping her to realize that fact after their third romp.

Immediately after.

She really didn’t know how to let a guy down easy.

“What are your thoughts on the missing noble lady?” Agata asked as they crossed the rooftop, headed for the water tower’s ladder.

“It’s been a month. She’s either dead or run off somewhere. Probably never got over social season … to be considered the front runner and then tossed over for another? I’d been on the first thing smoking out of here.”

‘You would,” Agata teased as she began climbing the ladder. “Don’t look at my ass!”

“Your ass is looking at me,” Elias retorted.

At the catwalk, they both stared in puzzlement at the shut door missing its padlock.

“Who cut the fucking lock?” Elias grumbled.

“Probably teenagers. You know they like to climb the towers and lay on the catwalk on clear nights,” Agata offered dismissively. “It isn’t the first time this has happened and won’t be the last until we get the control panels installed. Now, come on! It’s our last tower of the day; let’s get the water readings and go grab a beer.”

Elias nodded, and entered the tank first, his ex close behind him. His fingers found the light switch easily, and they both blinked as bright fluorescent lighting filled the metal enclosure. Agata’s nose wrinkled at a faint stench, seemingly wafting from the water.

“Something’s off,” she remarked as she walked towards the opposite wall where digital thermometers and computer panels flashed numbers and temperatures.

“Aggie,” Elias rasped, his voice filled with dread.

Agata looked over her shoulder, slightly irritated. She really wanted that beer. “What’s wrong?”

Elias, his face pale, pointed his index finger towards the vast pool of water below, where a body clad only in red panties bobbed. “We’ve found the missing aristocrat.”

The Capital

The Queen sat on the side of her marital bed as she slowly hung up the antique French telephone, taking care to quietly place the receiver back into the cradle. Her French-manicured fingertips plucked at the lacy fringe hanging from the bed’s duvet, while her eyes studied the egret-colored Louis XV Savonnerie carpet beneath her bare feet.

The Queen was enamored with all things French, her favorites being wine, kisses, and perfume. Her husband provided with two of the three; his kisses were reserved for someone else … anyone else, other than his wife.

The King would beg to differ.

The monarch’s brow creased as she processed the telephone call:

She felt relief that the hussy had been found; she and the King had presented a united front regarding the disappearance, insisting the King’s Guard take lead in the investigation and closely collaborate with the Cordonian Ministry of Criminal Investigation and Public Safety.

The Queen hadn’t wished death upon the noblewoman, but this outcome at least guaranteed the two would never meet again on an earthly plane. And that was something to praise the Lord for.

But among the relief, there was trepidation; she now had to confront her husband.

One month ago, Bastien Lykel, Head of the King’s Guard, stood before his Queen offering her a plain cardboard box filled with items from the missing noblewoman’s bedchambers that would hopefully yield clues as to her whereabouts.

“Set it on my desk,” Her Majesty directed in a snappish tone as she plucked yellowed leaves from a floor plant sat in a far corner of her formal study. Her heels sank silently into the plush rug as she made her way to the wastebasket before turning to face the guard. “And not one word to the King. Do we have an understanding, Mr. Lykel?”

The sentry took in the Queen’s haughty expression and slightly arched eyebrow, then nodded. “We do.”

A satisfied smirk curled her lip. “Excellent.”

The Queen watched the door close behind Bastien, then made her way to the bar cart to pour herself a full glass of wine before seating herself at the bureau to sort through the box’s contents.

A red bikini top which smelled of chlorine. Obviously, the woman had gone swimming in her estate’s Olympic-sized indoor pool sometime between her last public appearance and her disappearance.

But where was the bikini bottom?

A day planner; the Queen idly thumbed through its pages, noticing that some days and dates were marked with actual events and appointments, while others merely had locations such as “coffeeshop” or duchy names scribbled across them.

Two positive pregnancy tests. The Queen stared at them dumbfounded while slowly sipping the rich merlot, her mind churning. Her hand absently drifted down to her belly, her fingertips trailing across her midsection. She and the King had been trying for a child, but all they had to show for it so far was a miscarriage.

She set her wine glass down a bit more harshly than intended before scrabbling her hands through the box, pushing aside parking citations, the woman’s wallet, and pieces of valuable jewelry as she searched for electronic devices.

But there was no tablet, no laptop.

Why? Where were they?

However, there was a cellphone that the guards had unlocked. The Queen snatched it up, her fingernails tapping furiously against the screen. Her heart was heavy and her breath ragged as she pulled up text messages. The noblewoman had been smart. Nothing incriminating there.

The Queen wracked her brain figuring out where else she could get confirmation of her suspicions, and then it hit her. The photo gallery.

It was filled with selfies of the missing noblewoman, her expressions varied: bright smiles, sultry looks, with and without makeup. Her locations varied as well: galas, gardens, the Eiffel Tower, New York City.

The Queen impatiently scrolled through photos of the noblewoman with members of court in both public and private settings until one picture made her stop. Her eyes widened before thinning in anger and resignation.

The Queen had always thought but had never known.

Until now.

She carefully set the phone upon the desktop, then picked up her wineglass.

Her maid came running when she heard the glass shatter against a wall.

The Queen sighed heavily before rising from the bed. It had been a long day, and even longer month. Her fingers nimbly unbuttoned her silk bouse, slipping it down over her shoulders and arms; her hands reached behind her to unzip her pencil skirt. The fabric whispered against the carpeting as it fell. Clad only in bra and panties, the monarch pushed her feet into plush slippers, and made her way to her vanity.

Seated in a straight back chair, she stared at her reflection in the mirror; the Queen’s face stared back at her. Flawless hair and makeup. Stately jewelry. Pursing her lips, she began removing her jewelry piece by piece: pearl earrings, pearl necklace, diamond-encrusted gold bracelet. She broke her gaze from the mirror to stare at her wedding ring, her fingers tugging and pulling at the circular metal.

She and her husband had a union, not a marriage. Had it ever been anything else?

The Queen stopped fiddling with the ring; it would remain on her finger. Her gaze caught sight of her elaborate, upswept hairstyle; her hand curled around the edge of her hairline as she snatched the wig off in one fell swoop. Beneath, her natural hair was short and curly with some frizz at the ends.

She closed her eyes, her fingers removing the false eyelashes by rote. The Queen tossed them gingerly into the nearby trashcan; they resembled hairy spider legs to her. She then reached for wipes to remove her makeup; she scrubbed lightly at first, then harder as rouge and foundation painted and stained the damp cloths.

Beneath the painted veneer she presented to the world as Queen of Cordonia, was a black woman named Riley Brooks. A former waitress from Brooklyn, NY. She had enough intelligence and personality to get Cordonian to accept her, but still the country hadn’t done so fully.

She was American, which meant foreign.

Even though Liam was Asian, he was only half-Korean and was never referred to as Queen Eleanor’s son. No, Liam was always the King’s son. The white King’s son.

No one but Liam knew what lay beneath her artificial beauty: the pockmarks, the scars, the dark bags beneath her eyes. How dark her skin truly was.

That was trust, right? And trust was a form of love, right?

Riley was staring at her naked face when the door to the bedchambers opened and Liam strode in, heading directly towards her. When he reached Riley’s side, he leaned in to give her a lingering kiss on her cheek.

It wasn’t an insincere gesture, but definitely more routine than romantic.

“I just heard the Countess’ body was found today, in a water tower of all places,” he said as he straightened up to shrug off his suit jacket.

No response from Riley, who was moisturizing her face and neck.

“The Palace will release a statement this evening saying that a criminal investigation will be launched at the highest priority. Of course, we’ll go visit Godfrey and Adelaide first thing in the morning.”

“Of course. Madeleine was a valued member of this Court,” Riley replied dully as she resumed staring at her reflection.

The King threw her a brief glance, puzzlement in his expression. “You’re quiet this evening. Are things well with you?”

Riley’s fingers were pulling open one of the vanity’s drawers.; her hand curled around the cellphone.

“Liam?”

He adjusted his jacket on a hanger before turning to fully face his wife. “Yes, love?”

Riley pulled out the phone, already open to a picture, and held it out so Liam could see it. The photo was a dick pic, and not a selfie that had been sent. No, this picture was taken at eye level, up close and personal. Every detail was visible: the bulging vein along its underside, the curve to the left, the hand fisted at its base with the signet ring on the right ring finger.

Maintaining eye contact with her husband, the Queen asked in a steady voice that belied the sinking in her stomach, “Why is your penis on a dead woman’s phone?”

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#dcbbw writes #rewrite challenge #trr au #htgawm au #writer on tumblr

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randomestfandoms-ocs · 3 years

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Even More New OCs

PJO:

Unnamed Grace OC; Percy ship — Jason’s twin sister, Hera’s greek champion

Unnamed daughter of Hera

Unnamed Castellan OC — Luke’s twin sister

Unnamed daughter of Apollo

Harry Potter:

Lian Slughorn; Ernie Ship — raised by her grandfather to be the perfect pureblood princess and taught that connections are more important than genuine friendship, in Slytherin but most of her housemates consider her a disgrace because she doesn’t buy into blood purity nonsense, Ernie hexes Draco for her in first year

Teen Wolf:

Rianna Deaton; potential Derek ship? — Deaton & Morrell’s youngest sister, only sixteen but was raised by her siblings because her mom died in childbirth, living with Deaton in Beacon Hills.

Aislynn Deaton; Scott ship — Deaton’s not-daughter, but the magic of the nemeton mixed with deaton’s magic essentially created a child who was magically bound to be the guardian of the nemeton and Scott’s future emissary and destined soulmate

Unnamed Vampire OC; Derek ship

Unnamed Warlock OC; Derek ship— Derek and Laura met a pack after leaving Beacon Hills, OC was training with their emissary and decided to follow Derek back to California when Laura died

Marvel:

Unnamed OC; Loki Ship — a Vanir princess who's betrothed to Thor and while they’re good friends, they aren’t in love. Slowburn friends > enemies > lovers Loki ship

Unnamed Carter OC; potential Bucky ship? — Sharon Carter’s twin sister

Ocean’s Movies:

Roxy Ryan in Perfect Crime — Rusty’s younger sister, practically raised by her brother (and Danny), as smart as she is stunning and happy to let people underestimate her

Kiara “Kai” Ocean in In My Blood — Danny’s daughter, teenager in ocean's 11 and is stuck living with her mom and terry benedict, very happy to help her dad & uncle rusty fuck Terry over, in her 20s in ocean's 8 when her aunt debbie recruits her for her first heist since danny 'died'

Unnamed OC; poly Danny x Rusty

Unnamed OC; poly Debbie x Lou

Dottie Ocean — the youngest Ocean sibling, pretty much raised by Danny but has been living with Rusty since Danny got arrested, idolizes both of her older siblings

Unnamed OC; Daphne Kluger ship

Camilla Benedict; poly Danny x Rusty — Terry Benedict’s daughter, artist who can create virtually indistinguishable replicas of just about anything, not a fan of her dad's new girlfriend being her age, definitely a fan of those two hot guys who robbed her dad but she wants her inheritance back

Game Of Thrones:

Unnamed Tyrell; Jaime ship — The youngest Tyrell sibling, goes to King’s Landing with Loras & Margaery

Unnamed OC (Amita Suman) — part of the House Of Black And White, takes Arya under her wing, returns to Westeros with her

RECAST — Rhiannon Snow in The North Remembers (Kristen Stewart > Danielle Galligan)

Shadow And Bone:

New Name — Raisa Markov > Ilaria Markov

Unnamed Crow OC — was in the Menagerie with Inej and Kaz bought her too

Unnamed OC,; x Darkling — Princess of Ravka, Nikolai’s older sister, married to the Darkling, details TBD and reliant on s2

#maddie talks #new oc #rianna deaton #aislynn deaton #roxy ryan #kiara ocean #dottie ocean #camilla benedict #rhiannon snow #ilaria markov #lian slughorn

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princeluckybug13 · 5 years

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2020 Art Prompt List

I should clarify that i did not create the original list. The credit for that goes to @lavenderferns. This merely to help keep track of the prompts and characters for each week(ish).

Each month will have a theme. Some are character based, some are more vaugue. The x's are romantic, the +'s platonic.

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January (Testing the Waters)

1-7 Frost (Donald + Douglas)

8-14 Juniper (Stephen x Glynn)

15-21 Baked Goods (Bertram x Freddie)

22-31 Northern Lights (P Sam x Victor)

February (Skarloey Galore)

1-7 Smitten (Skarloey x Neil)

8-14 Roses and Opal (Skarloey x Millie)

15-21 Cherry (Skarloey x D10)

22-29 Dawn (Sir Han x Skarloey x Millie)

March (The Daisy Maze)

1-7 Coffee (Daisy x Mavis)

8-14 Sea Buckthorn (Daisy x Diesel)

15-21 Perfume (Daisy x Ryan)

22-31 Daisy (Harvey x Daisy x Diesel)

April (Little Luke)

1-7 Breakfast (Luke x Duncan)

8-14 Lavender (Luke x Millie)

15-21 Breathe (Luke x Victor)

22-30 Primavera (Luke x Victor)

May (Family Ties)

1-7 Youth Luke + Ivo

8-14 Lily of the Valley (Falcon + Stuart)

15-21 Heat Lightning (Talyllyn + Dolgoch)

22-31 An Adventure (Bill + Ben)

June (Summer Pride)

1-7 Long Day (Rheneas)

8-14 Cloud Watching (Emily x Mavis)

15-21 Sea Shell (Captain x Spiff)

22-30 Sunburn (Frank x Jock)

July (Dunkin' Duncan)

1-7 Sea Foam (Duncan x Rusty)

8-14 Citrus (Duncan x Madge)

15-21 Cicada (Duncan x Skarloey)

22-31 Summer Night (Sir Han x Duncan x Madge)

August (Silver Steam)

1-7 Big Sky (Spencer x Caitlyn)

8-14 Golden (Spencer x Rebecca)

15-21 Fig (Spencer x Henry)

22-31 Moth to a Flame (Spencer x Hiro)

September (OC Central)

1-7 Mushroom (Bartholomew + Rhys)

8-14 Fog (Priscilla x Teddy x Zaina

15-21 Ravish (Eagle x Jesse)

22-30 A Conecction (Stour x Lionel)

October (Feelstober)

1-7 Lost But Found (Duke + Sir Han + P Sam)

8-14 Star Anise (Lady + Proteus)

15-21 Lonely Road (Skarloey + Rheneas)

22-31 Midnight (Smudger x Stanley)

November (Good Ol' Edward)

1-7 River Flows in You (Edward x Gordon)

8-14 Wine (Edward x Boco)

15-21 Rosehip (Edward x James)

22-30 Sleeping In (Edward x Henry)

December (Scottsmas)

1-7 Intimacy (Scott x Rebecca)

8-14 Porcelain and Pearl (Scott x Henry)

15-21 Heirloom (Scott + Gordon)

22-31 Hymn (Scott x Thomas)

These aren't all of the ships I enjoy, merely ones I've thought of. I'll still do other doodles and such as well, but these are gonna be the main ones. :)

#ttte #art prompts #im a multishipper #this is my life now #can you tell skarloey is my favorite #:)#shrugs

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thexavierinstituterp · 6 years

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--you– NAME YOU’D LIKE TO GO BY? Emma/Em YOUR PREFERRED PRONOUNS? She/her AGE? 18 TIME ZONE? EST 1-10 ACTIVITY LEVEL? 7.5-8

Your app below for OC #4 has been accepted! Please IM the main from your character’s blog within the next 24 hours so we can link you to the ooc blog. Congrats!

–your character– CHARACTER NAME (Given name & Codename)? Zoe Elizabeth Ryan. Hasn’t really considered a codename. THEIR BIRTHDAY (day and month)? October 21st AGE: 19 PREFERRED PRONOUNS: she/her ACADEMIC STANDING: A solid A/B student ORIGINALLY FROM: Portland Oregon CHARACTER BIO:

Zoe Elizabeth Ryan was born October 21st at 3:30 in the morning. She was raised by Annabelle and Peter Ryan. To say her parents were overbearing would oversell it, so she usually settles on not seeing eye to eye on basically everything. Don’t get her wrong, she was thankful for a roof and the oppertunity to be taken care of. But she had no interest in business, being a socialite, or marrying rich to a man she may never love. And those were things she had drilled into her head from the day she turned nine. When she was 8 her baby sister Emily Rose was born and while she does love her baby sister with her whole heart, there was the slight tinge of resentment as her and her house maid were forced to raise her more than her parents. The summer after she turned 18, she made a run for it, kissing her sister goodbye and driving to the airport. There she picked up a one way red eye fight to New Orleans. No particular reason as to why there, just a location with a cheap seat.

She lived in New Orleans for about 18 months where she worked as a bartender for a boss named Shannon and her nephew Zach. After defending a girl getting harrassed by a drunk, she discovered she was a mutant…. by throwing him across the room and encasing him in ice. Shannon, not in the interest in losing her liquor license, reccomended she make the trek to the Xavier Insitute. She flew to Cleveland, stayed there for a month, then made her way to New York. There, after protecting someone a town off from the institute, she was forced to make a run for the insitute. Arriving alive, but exhausted and bloodied just a tad.

IDEA(S) TO DEVELOP/BUILD ON: • Friendships and maintaining them • Avoidence of all former life contact • Power training

FC: Ellie Kendrick or Charlotte Best

–statistics and skills– MUTATION: Ability to control the four classical elements (Water, Earth, Fire, and Air) (yes she does get Avatar jokes) ADDITIONAL STRENGTHS: heightened aglilty WEAKNESSES: Stick her in a wooden box and she’s useless or metal with no residual earth Her powers are very unbalanced. While it may seem like her water and earth are strongest one day, next it’ll be air and fire. She’s working towards evening them out. (Though as they stand currently: air is her weakest, fire and earth are neck and neck for strongest, and water is a distant second) She can’t channel preexisting fire

INTELLECT LEVEL: 3 PHYSICAL STRENGTH LEVEL: 3 DURABILITY LEVEL: 4 OVERALL COMBAT SKILL LEVEL: 3.5

HOW DID YOU HEAR ABOUT THIS RP? (to help us figure out the best ways to keep promoting it): Tripped on it while looking for searching for X-Men aesthetics

FINAL REMARKS (triggers we should be aware of; questions about the RP you need answers, other information that should be known/included)? Might be a bit rusty and unaware of formatting

#accepted

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inquisitorextraordinaire · 7 years

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Pssssst your character music is good do you have playlists or songs for your friends' OCs too??? Will you share? *~*

oh fuck where do you people come from. (God dammit Kay if this is you YOU COULD HAVE JUST ASKED.)

Okay, first I’ll do @caezsucksdangs OCs because they have A LOT LESS THAN KAY.

P.S. sorry if there’s a bit of overlap from my other list…

Caez:

- “Flawed Design” by Stabilo

- “Body” by Mother Mother

- “Ghost Towns” by Radical Face

- “Try To Change” by Mother Mother

- “Red Stars” by The Birthday Massacre

- “My Skin” by Natalie Merchant

- “The Devil Within” by Digital Daggers

- “It Took Me By Surprise” by Marina Mena

- “The Beast” by Imogen Heap

- “River Below” by Billy Talent

- “Ignorance” by Paramore

- “Smother” by Mother

- “Broken Tines” by Casey Lalonde

- “Disintegration” by Monarchy

- “Always Hate Me” by James Blunt

- “Heaven” by Messengers

- “Black Sheep” by Metric

- “Girls/Girls/Boys” by Panic! At the Disco (Ollie Piano Cover)

- “Mists Of Avalon” by Peter Jeremias

- “Run Or Die” by Christian Baczyk

- “Set Fire To The Third Bar” by Snow Patrol

- “Dread In My Heart” by Mother Mother

- “EET” by Regina Spektor

- “Arsonist’s Lullaby” by Hozier

Stix:

- “You’re Not Good Enough” by Blood Orange

- “Family Portrait” by Radical Face

- “I Found” by Amber Run

- “Guillotine” by Yadi

- “Don’t Let Me Down” by The Chainsmokers

- “Stronger” by Kanye West (RaveJaxx Remix)

- “Yin Yang” by USS

- “Where The Lonely Ones Roam” by Digital Daggers

- “Die In A Fire” by The Living Tombstone

- “Everytime” by Broods

- “Buzzcut Season” by Lorde

- “Headstrong” by Trapt

- “Almost Human” by Monarchy

- “East Of Eden” by Zella Day (Matstubs Remix)

- “Dorian” by Agnes Obel

- “Ocean Eyes” by Billie Eilish

- “Oh Be Clever” by River

- “Wolf” by Leø

- “All You Are” by Memtrix

- “Pessimist” by Koven and Memtrix

- “The Good In Me” by Jon Bellion

- “Fuqboi” by Hey Violet

- “We Ride As One” by James Paget

- “Never Be Like You” by Flume (Crywolf Cover)

- “Colours” by Halsey (Stripped Version)

- “The Real Thing” by Forget Tomorrow

- “Francis Forever” by Mitski

- “I Bet On Losing Dogs” by Mitski

- “Mistakes Like This” by Prelow

- “Between The Devil And The Deep Blue Sea” by XYLØ

- “Believer” by Imagine Dragons

Geht:

- “Ava” by Famy

- “Always Gold” by Radical Face

- “Iscariot” by Walk the Moon

- “Make You Better” by The Decemberists

- “Until You Were Gone” by The Chainsmokers

- “The Run And Go” by Twenty-One Pilots

- “When You Were Young” by The Killers (Kier Kemp Cover)

- “Here Comes The Hotstepper” by Ini Kamoze (Yuksek Remix)

- “You Can’t Hate Me As Much As I Do” by Casey Lalonde

- “Last Resort” by Papa Roach

- “Jesus Christ” by Brand New

- “Starboy” by The Weeknd

- “Gravity” by EDEN

- “The Last Saint” by Mario M

- “Garbage Truck” by Sex Bob-Omb

- “LOL” by EDEN

- “IDFC” by Blackbear (Tarro Remix)

- “Love Stuck” by Mother Mother

- “Jump The Fence” by Mother Mother

- “Infinitesimal” by Mother Mother

- “Junkie” by Kill Paris

- “The Drugs” by Mother Mother

- “Did You Wrong” by Sweater Beats

- “Frame Of Mind” by Tristam and Braken

- “The Good, The Bad, And The Dirty” by Panic! At the Disco

- “All Time Low” by Jon Bellion

- “Afraid” by The Neighbourhood

- “I’m Not Famous” by AJR

- “BADBOI VIP” by Pegboard Nerds

- “Handclap” by Fritz and the Tantrums

- “Destiny” by Jame Paget

- “Cupid’s Chokehold” by The Gymclass Heroes

- “Better Than Sex” by The Midnight Beast

- “Rustie” by Attak

OKAY. These next ones are all my friend @kalamitis OCs.

Ty:

- “Hope Of Morning” by Icon for Hire

- “Sleep Alone” by Two Door Cinema Club

- “Halo” by Starset

- “Feels Like We Only Go Backwards” by Say Lou Lou (Tame Impala Cover)

- “Still Here” by Digital Daggers

- “You’re No Fun Anymore Mark Trezona” by Mindless Self-Indulgence

- “Eyes Wide Open” by Gotye

- “Exile Vilify” by The National

- “Bad Wings” by The Glitch Mob

- “Little Bird” by Imogen Heap

- “Feels Right” by Godwolf

- “Suffocate” by Whipped Cream

- “Wanderer’s Lullaby” by Adriana Figueroa

- “Somethin About U” by Astronomyy

- “Bit By Bit” by Mother Mother

- “Arrival” by IHF

- “Rude” by Dilistone and LILI N

- “Sober” by Dilistone

- “Remembering Myself” by Stephen

- “Don’t Leave” by Snakehips

- “Hand Of God” by Jon Bellion

- “Sweet Revenge” by Phantom Power

- “Nothing Left To Lose” by Ethos Music

- “Believe” by James Paget

- “Say It, Just Say It” by The Mowgli’s

- “Boats And Birds” by Gregory and the Hawk

- “Rockabye” by Clean Bandits

Kos:

- “St. Patrick” by PVRIS

- “The World Has I’ts Shine” by Cobra Starships

- “Coin Operated Boy” by The Dresden Dolls

- “Pretty Thing” by Broods

- “Pretty Face” by Soley

- “Bodyache” by Purity Ring

- “Cake By The Ocean” by DNCE

- “10,000 Emerald Pools” by BØRNS

- “Moondust” by Jaymes Young (Stripped Version)

- “Bare” by Wildes

- “Cosmic Love” by Florence and the Machine (Seven Lions Remix)

- “Weak When You’re Around” by Blackbear

- “Superlove” by Tinashe

- “Side To Side” by Ariana Grande

- “YALA” by M.I.A.

- “Fandango” by The Clarstone

- “Love Me” by Jane XØ

- “Anchor” by Novo Amor

- “Blow Your Mind” by Dua Lipa

- “Beyond The Void” by Cody Still

- “Gooey” by Glass Animals

- “Nasty Freestyle” by T-Wayne (Prizmo & Cpz Remix)

- “Powerful” by Major Lazer

- “Go Hard” by Kreyshawn (Valentino Kahn Remix)

- “Bitch” by Allie X

- “Get On Your Knees” by Nicki Minaj

- “Move Like A Soldier” by Kristina Maria

- “She’s The One” by Arkasia

- “Slay It” by Cryptex

- “The Prestige” by Kraddy

- “Let You Let Me” by Savoy

- “Bravado” by Lorde

- “LET ME TOUCH YOUR FIRE” by A R I Z O N A

- “Into You” by Ariana Grande

- “Mine” by Phoebe Ryan (Illenium Remix)

- “See Right Through Me” by Set Mo

- “All We Do” by Oh Wonder

- “That’s My Girl” by Fifth Harmony

- “Cool Girl” by Tove Lo

- “Brand New Moves” by Hey Violet

- “The Sound” by The 1975

- “Army Of Steel” by Red Noise Industries

- “Brutality Code” by Christian Baczyk

- “Instant Crush” by Daft Punk

Triis:

- “Stay” by Kygo

- “Fake You Out” by Twenty-One Pilots

- “Cat And Mouse” by Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

- “Black And Gold” by Sam Sparro

- “Hymn Of Acxiom” by Vienna Teng

- “Keep Your Hands Off My Girl” by Good Charlotte

- “Mister Simple” by Super Junior

- “Tear You Apart” by She Wants Revenge

- “SADIST” by Crystal Castles

- “Make You Feel Loved” by CADE

- “Single” by The Neighbourhood

- “Wrong” by MAX

- “Somebody” by Natalie La Rose

- “Dessert” by Dawin

- “Gangsta” by Kehlani

- “Black Beatles” by Rae Sremmurd

- “Weak” by AJR

- “Closer” by The Nine Inch Nails

- “All I Wanna Do” by J-Park

- “Gangsta Sexy” by Hollywood Undead

- “The Cure” by Lady Gaga

- “That’s What I Like” by Bruno Mars

Kal:

- “Let You Go” by The Chainsmokers

- “GDFR” by Flo Rida (K Theory Remix)

- “Pursuit Of Happiness” by Kid Cudi (Steve Aoki Remix)

- “Freak” by Estelle

- “Recover” by Churches

- “Stranger Than Earth” by Purity Ring

- “Selfish Man” by Francis Lung

- “Learning To Hate You As A Self-Defense Mechanism” by Flatsound

- “The Beautiful Ones” by Monarchy

- “Pa Pa Power” by Dead Man’s Bones

- “Drugs” by EDEN

- “Tipsy” by J-Kwon

- “Alone” by Bazzi

- “Party Favours” by Tinashe

- “Sweatpants” by Childish Gambino

- “Company” by Tinashe

- “Drop That Kitty” by Ty Dolla $ign

- “Love This Shit” by August Alsina

- “Player” by Tinashe

- “Don’t Threaten Me With A Good Time” by Panic! At the Disco

- “I Wanna Get Better” by Bleachers

- “Fake Love” by Drake

Cam:

- “Do You Feel It?” by Chaos Chaos

- “Oh Miss Believer” by Twenty-One Pilots

- “Maps” by The Yeah Yeah Yeahs

- “Forget” by Marina and the Diamonds

- “#MINDCONTROL” by Hot Sugar

- “Tether” by Chvrches

- “Let Go” by Frou Frou

- “Oblivion” by Bastille

- “Elastic Heart” by SIA

- “Young Blood” by Bea Miller

- “Jenny” by The Studio Killers (Lily Sevin Cover)

- “Living Without You” by Monarchy

- “Never Be Like You” by Flume

- “How Long Will I Love You?” by Ellie Goulding (EMBRZ Remix)

- “Jealous Of The Rain” by Labyrinth

- “Reforget” by Lauv

- “Ghosting” by Mother Mother

- “Perfect Illusion” by Lady Gaga

- “Bad Habits” by Monsieur Adi

- “One More Time” by Jon Bellion

- “Sex” by The 1975

- “End Of All Things” by Panic! At the Disco (Rain Demo)

- “Greenlight” by Lorde

- “Liability” by Lorde

- “I Don’t Smoke” by Mitski

- “Your Best American Girl” by Mitski

- “Be Happy” by FRND

AHHHH I think that’s it? I basically just redid my playlists for these.

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