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synintheraven · 6 months

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✵pairing: sihtric kjartansson x fem!reader

✵summary: the crew goes raiding in an attempt to gain riches and reader keeps taunting Sihtric as he's still reluctant to her being there at all.

✵tw: mentions of blood/violence, violence, fire (as in provoked fire, burning stuff?)

✵word count: 1,5k (note: will try to keep chapters about this long so I can divide the story into many chapters hehe)

characters info | part one | part three

It was raining. The air smelt of wet grass and damp earth, filling my nostrils. Watching as water drenched the timber of the floor, or how drops fell from the thatched roof over our heads.

It was a cold, dark night and I missed the warmth offered by fire and a dry cloak over my shoulders. But everyone was sleeping and no one suspected a few wolves were quietly wandering among sheep.

We had managed to find a small village, still safe from the clutches of the Great Army’s Danes. It lay on the Black Bourn River, hidden behind willow trees and yellow reeds: looking like no more than an old ruin from afar, but with enough riches to fill our ship.

The place was scattered with small houses going inland, following the road through empty fields and skinny farm animals, stopping where a sad tree marked the entrance. There were no guards, no fighters; only a few old hounds and a single rusty bell to the far side of the village, near the deserted docks.

Yggr was standing by the entrance of the hut, peering outside as we waited behind him. The place smelt like animal dung and water was passing through the holes in the thatch. But we had swords in our hands and eyes sharp, ready to surprise sleeping Saxons.

—Sihtric, Y/N: you two, go. —He beckoned towards the thegn’s house, whose position was given away by the bigger size of its estate.

We went fast, but quietly. Keeping hold of our weapons and avoiding puddles, walking carefully through the bushes.

Sihtric went first, guiding me through the village as he avoided the light from torches and bonfires. Searching for a way into the hut, for doors creaked and we couldn’t risk getting caught, at least not until we had seized the thegn.

We had managed to find an uncovered window, revealing a small area with a table and leftovers from supper still scattered around. It was our way in, though we needed to remain unnoticed.

I jumped through, and scooted the room to ensure there was no one else around, looking for spying eyes before Sihtric came through. Yet the darkness of the room hid no one, not even when thunder brought some light through the wooden window.

The man we were searching for was resting only a few steps away from us, a poor straw wall being the only thing in between us and the four of them; two children, the man’s wife and our target. I moved slowly, approaching his wife and kids, while Sihtric stood behind the man.

He held his short sword to the man’s throat, awakening him with a soft blow on the chest before speaking. —Where’s the silver? —He said in English, but to me it sounded like he was making up words.

The Saxon’s answer was decisive, for it was up to him whatever we were to do next: he could either scream, therefore have Yggr burn everything and everyone to the ground, or he could stay calm and save everyone by giving us a simple answer. Yet by the Dane's reaction, I suspected his answer wasn’t the one we wanted.

—You lie! —He bellowed with a frown, awaking the man’s family. —Tell me where the silver is or she will kill them.

The man remained calm, despite the cold steel threatening the flesh from his neck. His wife, however, looked around with eyes wide open and sat on the furs determined to cry for help, though my sword pointing towards the kids made her reconsider.

—Burn in hell, heathen. —The thegn snarled back, spitting on Sihtric’s face while his kids and wife felt nothing but terror.

Whatever he had said set the Dane’s eyes ablaze and, all of a sudden, there was nothing but rage in his face. Stumbling on his own feet and with his eyes fixated on his poor wife’s worried expression, the man had his wrists tied together and was then forced out of the hut.

Rain drenched their clothes as they stood in the front yard, both facing the burning huts and Yggr’s warriors as they looted the place.

—You chose your pride over your people, now you’ll see them burn! —He spoke loudly, kicking the man’s legs and forcing him on his knees. Then, I suppose, proceeded to repeat what he had said in English, causing the man to twitch around and try to get rid of Sihtric's hold.

But there was no way back. Yggr and his men had heard us and set the thatched roofs ablaze.

It was quite a sight; fire burning bright in the dark night, as the storm and the villagers tried to stop it from spreading. Some men attempted to go after our crew and tried to use hooks, small axes or whatever they could find to defend their belongings, their land. And they died or got seriously injured, fighting with skilled warriors and not mere farmers like them.

Yggr was standing only a few steps from us, stopping his frenzy for a moment to look at the thegn. The light from the fire lit his blonde hair and the fresh blood running down his axe, which he pointed towards us. —Is this what you want, Saxon? —He said with a deep voice, loud enough to be heard despite the heavy storm and screaming warriors around him. —Show me the silver and I’ll spare your life and those of your people.

Sihtric held the man’s head, forcing him to look at our Jarl. He must have been trying to seem strong and unbreakable, looking somewhere into the sky while murmuring unknown words; but a man’s pride has limits, and we had pushed his too far.

—Enough! —He pointed with his head, sighing as my Dane companion forced him to stand once again. —It’s inside the well, there!

The formidable Norse swung his axe around, allowing the water rain to wash the blood from the steel as he moved it towards the startled Saxon. The man was brought closer to the well, which was covered in mush, grass and a few rocks, a subtle cover for the hoard hidden inside.

But as the men searched for treasure, I remained next to the house; still pointing my sword at one of the kid’s throats, his sobbing mother watching as her husband surrendered what little wealth they had to us.

One full bucket of trinkets and the few horses we managed to steal, that was all. Merely enough to buy dirty furs or grain, far from Yggr’s dream to become a proper lord on his first week raiding East Anglia.

The Ragnarsson’s Army had scourged Britain and rid it of the bigger, wealthier riches, and there was nothing we could do about it. We had too little a number to fight them, let alone to try and invade the only territory that remained Saxon and clean of Danes: Wessex.

That was the country’s jewel, the only one that couldn’t be taken. A kingdom that promised the dreamiest treasures and plenty of big, fertile lands for each and every warrior following the brothers.

There was word that King Alfred’s kingdom was stronger since the King’s brother passed, but we Danes and Norse thought the bastard was only lucky; for there were more ships navigating the rivers each day, all of them coming from their homes in the North.

I was sitting next to Sihtric, silently watching the dancing flames in front of us as he sharpened his sword. While Yggr sat near the crumbling wall on the far side of the camp, staring somewhere into the foggy land around us.

It was a dark cold night, without a single star in the sky. The thick fog covering the land around us and the heavy rain falling on the river, deafening every other sound.

Our hiding place now had a timber wood floor and a poorly built thatched roof, along with a small bonfire to warm us. Though we still had no walls, the tall pillars built by giants being the only kind of cover against wandering strangers and the autumnal weather.

—Those tall buildings with old men in dirty robes. That’s where the good stuff is at. —Said a man sitting behind us, loud enough to be heard despite the storm. —We won’t survive long here, trapped in these muddy ruins like a hare surrounded by wolves.

—Soon, hare, you’ll become the wolf. —Sihtric paused, his eyes fixed on a deep nick over the sword’s blade. —But there’s nothing left for us in those places, or here in East Anglia.

—Where are we going, then? —I interrupted, taking the weapon from his grip. —To put this big boy knife of yours to good use, I hope.

Sihtric barely showed a smirk, but I could tell he wasn’t happy sharing his belongings with me, nor with my teasing jokes. —Until the scouts come back, nowhere. —He slowly took his sword back then cleared his throat awkwardly, but kept his bold, mismatched look on me.

—You’re going spying. —Said Yggr, joining us to stand beside the fire, his hands hovering over the warmth. —I can’t sit and wait for them to return, so you’ll join Ivar Ragnarsson in Mercia. Just the two of you.

#sihtric x reader #sihtricxreader #sihtric x you #tlk fanfiction #tlk fanfic #sihtric kjartansson x you #sihtric kjartansson x reader #my writing #rtv #road to valhalla

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littletonpace · 10 months

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Willow Dane as part of OC Creator Bingo

↳ for @the-lastcall

Taglist: @jemmalynette , @ocappreciationtag, @allaboutocs, @arrthurpendragon, @ochub

#oc creator bingo #oc creator bingo 2023

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nikolasongsa · 7 months

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When Julius Fabricius, Sub-Prefect of the Weald, In the days of Diocletian owned our Lower River-field, He called to him Hobdenius—a Briton of the Clay, Saying: "What about that River-piece for layin' in to hay?"

And the aged Hobden answered: "I remember as a lad My father told your father that she wanted dreenin' bad. An' the more that you neeglect her the less you'll get her clean. Have it jest as you've a mind to, but, if I was you, I'd dreen."

So they drained it long and crossways in the lavish Roman style — Still we find among the river-drift their flakes of ancient tile, And in drouthy middle August, when the bones of meadows show, We can trace the lines they followed sixteen hundred years ago.

Then Julius Fabricius died as even Prefects do, And after certain centuries, Imperial Rome died too. Then did robbers enter Britain from across the Northern main And our Lower River-field was won by Ogier the Dane.

Well could Ogier work his war-boat—well could Ogier wield his brand— Much he knew of foaming waters—not so much of farming land. So he called to him a Hobden of the old unaltered blood, Saying: "What about that River-piece; she doesn't look no good ?"

And that aged Hobden answered "'Tain't for me to interfere. But I've known that bit o' meadow now for five and fifty year. Have it jest as you've a mind to, but I've proved it time on ' time, If you want to change her nature you have got to give her lime!"

Ogier sent his wains to Lewes, twenty hours' solemn walk, And drew back great abundance of the cool, grey, healing chalk. And old Hobden spread it broadcast, never heeding what was in't— Which is why in cleaning ditches, now and then we find a flint.

Ogier died. His sons grew English—Anglo-Saxon was their name— Till out of blossomed Normandy another pirate came; For Duke William conquered England and divided with his men, And our Lower River-field he gave to William of Warenne.

But the Brook (you know her habit) rose one rainy autumn night And tore down sodden flitches of the bank to left and right. So, said William to his Bailiff as they rode their dripping rounds: "Hob, what about that River-bit—the Brook's got up no bounds ?"

And that aged Hobden answered: "'Tain't my business to advise, But ye might ha' known 'twould happen from the way the valley lies. Where ye can't hold back the water you must try and save the sile. Hev it jest as you've a mind to, but, if I was you, I'd spile!"

They spiled along the water-course with trunks of willow-trees, And planks of elms behind 'em and immortal oaken knees. And when the spates of Autumn whirl the gravel-beds away You can see their faithful fragments, iron-hard in iron clay.

Georgii Quinti Anno Sexto, I, who own the River-field, Am fortified with title-deeds, attested, signed and sealed, Guaranteeing me, my assigns, my executors and heirs All sorts of powers and profits which—are neither mine nor theirs,

I have rights of chase and warren, as my dignity requires. I can fish—but Hobden tickles—I can shoot—but Hobden wires. I repair, but he reopens, certain gaps which, men allege, Have been used by every Hobden since a Hobden swapped a hedge.

Shall I dog his morning progress o'er the track-betraying dew ? Demand his dinner-basket into which my pheasant flew ? Confiscate his evening faggot under which my conies ran, And summons him to judgment ? I would sooner summons Pan.

His dead are in the churchyard—thirty generations laid. Their names were old in history when Domesday Book was made; And the passion and the piety and prowess of his line Have seeded, rooted, fruited in some land the Law calls mine.

Not for any beast that burrows, not for any bird that flies, Would I lose his large sound counsel, miss his keen amending eyes. He is bailiff, woodman, wheelwright, field-surveyor, engineer, And if flagrantly a poacher—'tain't for me to interfere.

"Hob, what about that River-bit ?" I turn to him again, With Fabricius and Ogier and William of Warenne. "Hev it jest as you've a mind to, but"—and here he takes command. For whoever pays the taxes old Mus' Hobden owns the land.

-The Land, "Diversity of Creatures"

#Rudyard Kipling #Poachers #Poaching #Wild nature #Poem #English Poems

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dustedmagazine · 9 months

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Bonnie “Prince” Billy — Keeping Secrets Will Destroy You (Drag City)

Photo by Urban Wyatt

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Will Oldham’s latest album as Bonnie “Prince” Billy has a deceptive simplicity. It is mostly framed in casual, campfire strumming and homespun stringed accents. Its lyrics scan in a predictable, folk-infused manner, following steady rhythms in waltz-time and four-four; they are delivered with wry, unflappable confidentiality, however surreal or fanciful they turn. Keeping Secrets feels like, itself, a bit of a hidden gem, murmured at you rather than shouted, a quiet one but a grower. You might imagine a family gathering, after dinner, playing for the joy of it, a vibe that Oldham captures in his understated single, “Crazy Blue Bells,” when he croons, “Someday when there’s time to sing, a few of us will gather, and raise a voice to anything because everything matters.”

This is not to say that there is anything austere about Keeping Secrets Will Destroy You. On the contrary, these songs bloom like an old-fashioned garden, outwardly modest but wafting heady perfume and color in your direction. “Bananas” is a gentle knock-out, as it buzzes with glorious, dizzying harmonies (Dane Waters sings back-up) and ends with an operatic high note, hushed but also astonishing. “Blood of the Wine” drapes lush folds of string sound over its minor key jitter, skittering jewel-like mandolin trills over Appalachian lament. Oldham benefits from some real skill in his backing band, which includes Sara Louise Callaway on violin, Kendall Carter on keys, Elisabeth Fuchsia on viola and violin, Dave Howard on mandolin, Drew Miller on saxophone and Dane Waters singing.

Of course, Bonnie “Prince” Billy’s casual music get together is better than yours will ever be, because of who he is, a master of whimsy and existential dread and a consummate constructor of metaphor. That’s on the verbal side; he is also quite good at melody. His songs curve and flower in pleasing ways that are not quite unexpected, but not a cliché either. They sound familiar when you hear them first and burn in slowly over multiple hearings.

On the verbal side, I’d give the nod to “Willow, Pine, and Oak,” a gently coruscating examination of human failure, cast in the form of an extended meditation on trees. Here are willows, sucking up all the water, and pines, showy but prickly and oozing resin, and oaks, the best by far, on the basis of strength and constancy. It’s the sort of extended metaphor that is simultaneously exact about its subject and its larger poetical applications, and instead of quoting the words, I urge you to just listen to it once or twice and here how well it does what it does. The melody of this song is lovely, too, with swooning lashes of string sound and the most subliminal kind of harmonies. It is sort of perfect despite the degree of difficulty. If I were a diving judge I’d give it a 10.

For sheer sonic beauty, however, the prize is harder to award, so let’s split it between haunting “Bananas” and more ebullient “Behold! Beheld!,” both quiet and unassuming but full of grace. It’s a gift to be simple. Keeping Secrets is that sort of present.

Jennifer Kelly

#bonnie prince billy #will oldham #keeping secrets will destroy you #drag city #jennifer kelly #albumreview #dusted magazine #folk #country #Youtube

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the-laridian · 4 months

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2023 art roundup!

This is, of course, not all the art I did this year. Some months I had only one worth showing, and others had a bounty of available choices.

Jan/Feb were a lot of rough sketches, nothing even intended to become a final piece.

I drew Conrad Sadik (The Outer Worlds) a LOT. He was in 6 arts (one of which was a sort of group photo, the Six Fanarts challenge in October).

Willow Ironwood was also in 6 arts, so he and Conrad are tied for first.

July was Artfight and I did a lot of other people's OCs for that and just because, which was a lot of fun!

Gunnar Volk gets art commissions, rather than me drawing him, apparently :P

Felix Millstone (TOW), Stan (Monkey Island), Billy Beltbuckles & Luca Costa (FO76), Vulpes Inculta (FNV) got one each. The Six Fanarts include Boone (FNV), Murray (Monkey Island), Anton Crane and Vicar Max (TOW).

Also arted this year but not shown: Arcade Gannon (a few times), self-portraits.

#laridian arts #2023 wrapup #my art #conrad sadik #stan the salesman #felix millstone #billy beltbuckles #vulpes inculta #rowan dane #willow ironwood #gunnar volk #fallout 76 #fallout new vegas #the outer worlds #monkey island

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slayersindie · 1 month

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GOMEZ ADDAMS - fc: oscar isaac ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

MORTICIA ADDAMS - fc: catherine zeta-jones ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

𝐁𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐑 - ( all starters )

ANYA JENKINS - fc: emma caulfield ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

BUFFY SUMMERS - fc: sarah michelle-geller ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

CORDELIA CHASE - fc: charisma carpenter ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

FAITH LEHANE - fc: eliza dushku ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

SPIKE - fc: james marsters ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

TARA MACLAY - fc: amber benson ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

WILLOW ROSENBERG - fc: alyson hannigan ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐄𝐃 (𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋) - ( all starters )

CHRIS HALLIWELL - fc: drew fuller ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

COLE TURNER - fc: julian mcmahon ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

DARYL MORRIS - fc: dorian gregory ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

LEO WYATT - fc: brian krause ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

PAIGE MATTHEWS - fc: rose mcgowan ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

PHOEBE HALLIWELL - fc: alyssa milano ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

PIPER HALLIWELL - fc: holly marie combs ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

PRUE HALLIWELL - fc: shannen doherty ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

𝐆𝐄𝐍 𝐕 - ( all starters )

ANDRE ANDERSON - fc: chance perdomo ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

CATE DUNLAP - fc: maddie phillips ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

EMMA MEYER - fc: lizze broadway ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

JORDAN LI - fc: derek luh/london thor ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

MARIE MOREAU - fc: jaz sinclair ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

𝐆𝐎𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐖𝐀𝐑 (𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟖/𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐊) - ( all starters )

FREYA - fc: jessica chastain ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

KRATOS - fc: jason momoa ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐘'𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐘 (𝐔𝐏 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝟏𝟏) - ( all starters )

ADDISON MONTGOMERY - fc: kate walsh ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

ALEX KAREV - fc: justin chambers ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

AMELIA SHEPHERD - fc: caterina scorsone ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

APRIL KEPNER - fc: sarah drew ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

ARIZONA ROBBINS - fc: jessica capshaw ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

CALLIE TORRES - fc: sara ramirez ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

CRISTINA YANG - fc: sandra oh ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

DEREK SHEPHERD - fc: patrick dempsey ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

IZZIE STEVENS - fc: katherine heigl ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

JACKSON AVERY - fc: jesse williams ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

JO WILSON - fc: camilla luddington ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

LEXIE GREY - fc: chyler leigh ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

MAGGIE PIERCE - fc: kelly mccreary ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

MARK SLOAN - fc: eric dane ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

MEREDITH GREY - fc: ellen pompeo ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

MIRANDA BAILEY - fc: chandra wilson ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

OWEN HUNT - fc: kevin mckidd ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

STEPHANIE EDWARDS - fc: jerrika hinton ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

TEDDY ALTMAN - fc: kim raver ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐋 (𝐌𝐂𝐔) - ( all starters )

BRUCE BANNER - fc: mark ruffalo ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

BUCKY BARNES - fc: sebastian stan ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

CAROL DANVERS - fc: BRIE LARSON ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

CLINT BARTON - fc: oliver jackson-cohen ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

EDDIE BROCK - fc: tom hardy ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

GAMORA - fc: zoe saldana ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

JANE FOSTER - fc: natalie portman ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

KATE BISHOP - fc: hailee steinfeld ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

LOKI - fc: tom hiddleston ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

MAY PARKER - fc: marisa tomei ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

NATASHA ROMANOFF - fc: scarlett johansson ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

PEPPER POTTS - fc: gwyneth paltrow ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

PETER QUILL - fc: chris pratt ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

SAM WILSON - fc: anthony mackie ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

STEVE ROGERS - fc: chris evans ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

THOR ODINSON - fc: chris hemsworth ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

TONY STARK - fc: robert downey jr ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

SYLVIE - fc: sophia di martino ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

VALKYRIE - fc: tessa thompson ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

WANDA MAXIMOFF - fc: elizabeth olsen ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

YELENA BELOVA - fc: florence pugh ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

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ELIZABETH SWANN - fc: keira knightley ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

WILL TURNER - fc: orlando bloom ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

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ANDRE LAYTON - fc: daveed diggs ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

MELANIE CAVILL - fc: jennifer connelly ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

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JIM HOPPER - fc: david harbour ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

JOYCE BYERS - fc: winona ryder ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

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ANNIE JANUARY - fc: erin moriarty ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

BILLY BUTCHER - fc: karl urban ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

FRENCHIE - fc: tomer capone ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

HUGHIE CAMPBELL - fc: jack quaid ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

KEVIN MOSkOWITZ - fc: chace crawford ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

KIMIKO MIYASHIRO - fc: karen fukuhara ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

MARGARET SHAW - fc: dominique mcelligott ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

MOTHER'S MILK - fc: laz alonso ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

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EVELYN CARNAHAN - fc: rachel weisz ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

RICK O'CONNELL - fc: brendan fraser ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

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TRISS MERIGOLD - fc: anna shaffer ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

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LUCIAN - fc: michael sheen ( aesthetics . starters . threads )

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randomestfandoms-ocs · 7 months

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🔁 gimme the list hand it over

putting it below the cut bc it's a lot! (this also isn't an exclusive list just the ideas that I've had so far!)

Malcolm

Descendants

Gabriel

Ace Hearts

Addie

Beatrice

Gloria Gothel

Hannah Westergaard

Princess Isabelle

Lovetta Garou

Lucette LeFou

Rosabelle Legume

Doctor Who

Malcolm McAllister

Abbey

Carys

Cassiopeia

Celeste

Ceridwen

Estella

Mina

Rusalia

Theia

Charles Pond

Celeste

Theia

Lottie Tyler

Estella

Theia

Gilmore Girls

Lydia

Annabel Gilmore

Antoinette Kensington

Dani Gilmore (Danes)

Lili Gilmore

Thomas Mayfair

Allie St James

Brady Mariano

Charlotte Howard-Danes

Eleanor Doose

Evan Mariano

Gabi Mariano

Jane Forester

Willow Dell (& the squad)

Glee

Ashton Daniels

Abbie Hudson

Betty Fabray

Cece & Colton Cartwright

Demi July

Dolly & Barbie Corcoran

Hillary Holliday

Jeremy St James

Jo Berry

Joy Schuester

Roxie Flores

Zeke Beiste

Claude Emerson just bc JATP

Lili Anderson

(tbh I feel like there’s more he’d vibe with but the majority of mine are s3 grads or s4 seniors so I’m not sure what the vibes would be)

Gossip Girl

Andrea Fitzpatrick

Carmela De Leon

Colette Garrel-Waldorf

Kyla Keller

Victoire DeHaan

Catalina Cabrera

Alessandra Vanderbilt

Alia Kelly

Erin Humphrey

Gavin Cohen

Autumn Ambrosia

Colette Garrel-Waldorf

Coco Bates

Haz Torres

Kyla Keller

Valentina Wolfe

Lorenzo Waters

Autumn Ambrosia

Carmela De Leon

Colette Garrel-Waldorf

Coco Bates

Haz Torres

Kyla Keller

McKenzie Menzies

Mercedes Delgado

Paris Rothschild

Valentina Wolfe

Matthew Porter

Autumn Ambrosia

Cecily Vanderbilt

Colette Garrel-Waldorf

Coco Bates

Haz Torres

Kyla Keller (kyla keller kyla keller)

Mercedes Delgado

Valentina Wolfe

Victoire DeHaan

JATP

Anastasia Donahue

Jemma Danforth-Evans

Leo Beckett

Nevaeh Wilson

Conrad Brooks

Cullen Strode

Leo Beckett

Megara Monroe

Nevaeh Wilson

Luka Barbero

Cullen Strode

Leo Beckett

Megara Monroe

Nevaeh Wilson

PJO

Chloe Brown

Liz Castellan

Summer Sol

Blake Castellan

Elaine & Felicity Castellan

Jem Skeates

Cressida Brantley

Esmerelda Wilde

Elyana Chase

Riverdale

Atticus Bardot

Doria Mary Wallis

Maisie Maiden

Derek Wallis

Ariel Blossom

Doria Mary Wallis

Presley Palmer

Rose Blossom

Rosebud Reynolds

Schmigadoon

Audrey

Ricky Skinner

Greyson

Birdie McDonough

Dottie McDonough

Robin

Dottie McDonough

Ricky Skinner

#ask #answered #manyfandomocs

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