#oc aldwyn

[unhingeddamsel]

Aldwyn, my beloved ... He is my Dark Souls 1 Chosen Undead and I love him. (He is Carimian, hence why he looks like that.)

#dark souls #soulsborne #fromsoft games #oc #original character #chosen undead #aldwyn #my art

[blu00u]

Ah yes

The one who gets drunk as hell and the one who doesn't drink at all (not like he can but still)

Best bros

(HELP WHY DOES ALDWYN LOOK SO YOUNG)

#in which a fool tries seriousing with her new ibis paint brushes #is it a club or is it a party with a very high budget? there are some things we are never meant to know #yay!! more oc art!!! what do you mean my blog is mainly a cj art blog???? #(/j I'm planning on redrawing my hms' reference images soon) #(no promises though) #also this is what happens when my internet disappears for a whole day #funny painter guy (mel) #funny hello kitty guy (aldwyn) #(the mouthless one) #get it #because he has no mouth #and hello kitty doesn't have a mouth #haha funny #ari's epic oc #original character

[coryfirelion]

@kaiju--burgers won one of the prizes of my giveaway and here it is! A portrait of Aldwyn Hawke!

#Aldwyn Hawke #OCs #prize #portrait #Hawke #dragon age #dragon age 2 #da2 #my art

[ary11y]

I don't wanna I don't wanna I don't wanna be your personal assistant, you'll meet my resistance every daaaaayy woooooaaahhh

What's it gonna take to make it crystal clear to you

We are through

I'm angrily surprised at yooooouuuyoouu

I don't wanna I don't wanna be like this

Back then yes, maybe

Now it's crazy

We're no good for one another

No no noooo

I don't wanna I don't wanna act like this

You know

I want to be free

I

Want

To be

Free

#This part of the song is so #DLFNEIWMEJEOMEL8H #very aldwyn coded #(aldwyn's one of my ocs) #i love this #also i may or may not have had this song on repeat since the other post #:) #songs that are rotating in ari's brain #lent autoheart

[seventhwinterwolf]

Will Dany be a POV?

Maybe, though she would be a secondary or tertiary focus - possibly even rarer than that. Daenerys will be a part of the fanfic, but since she is isolated in Essos there's not really a way for Rosalind to interact with her or have a reason to.

I did (lowkey still am) consider having more Targaryen OCs for fun. I might add some other siblings for her since Rhaegar and Viserys die, though I am not completely set on this nor if it would be sisters or brothers. The three-headed dragon symbolism/imagery is always neat to add. I would keep their initials away from D, V, or R and try to avoid ending the name in 's' since there are already two of those.

If Dany has sisters they could be Aerea, Baelora, Gael, Jaehaera, Helaena, or Shiera

If Dany has brothers they could be Aenar, Aerion, Lucerion, etc

Could even name a brother Aldwyn Targaryen, just for the gool 'ole Skyrim reference since GRRM named four Tullys after Muppets.

#house targaryen #daenerys targaryen #valyrian names #grrm #anon ask #ask me questions

[arofili]

men of middle-earth ♞ house of éorl ♞ headcanon disclaimer

          Ethelward was the son of Hild, the nephew to Helm Hammerhand, and the tenth King of Rohan, first of the second line. Alongside his mother, he led a surprise raid to retake Edoras from the usurper-king Wulf, and afterward claimed the kingship of Rohan with the support of his cousin Saulwyn, daughter and last remaining family member of Helm. As king, he took the name Fréaláf, “surviving lord,” and worked to free Rohan from its Dunlendish conquerors.           In this he at last had the aid of Gondor, who had been struggling against their own enemies during the Long Winter but were finally free to fulfill the Oath of Círion and Éorl. Fréaláf and his allies drove their enemies back across the rivers Isen and Adorn and laid siege to Isengard until the Dunlendings who had occupied were starved and capitulated, fleeing the fortress.           At Fréaláf’s coronation ceremony, the wizard Saruman suddenly appeared after a long period of absence, offering his support to Rohan, which Fréaláf accepted gladly. At the advice of Fréaláf, Steward Beren of Gondor lent Saruman the keys of Orthanc, giving him leave to dwell in Isengard if he would protect it from another conquest.           Fréaláf was succeeded by his son Brytta, who continued his legacy of sending aid to those in need. This generosity earned him the name Léofa, “beloved,” first coined by his mother Aldwyn, who survived her kingly husband, and later adopted by all the people of Rohan. In addition to rebuilding his kingdom, Brytta defended his borders against the Dunlendings and faced a new threat when orcs invaded the White Mountains after their defeat in the distant War of the Dwarves and Orcs. Brytta fought them off, and when he died it was believed that Rohan was at last free of all intruders.          The wife of Brytta Léofa was Mildgith, a shieldmaiden who fought alongside him to restore Rohan. Mildgith bore her husband a son, Walda, who served in his father’s army fighting off orcs in the White Mountains. When Walda inherited the throne of Rohan, he declared his lands free of enemies, but after only nine years of his reign he discovered this was not true when he was attacked by a last roving band of orcs in the mountains near Dunharrow. Walda and his men were killed, with only Queen Eafled his wife surviving to bear the grievous news back to Edoras.           Walda’s son Folca took the crown and swore to avenge his father. He was renowned as a great hunter, clearing all of Rohan from the scourge of the orcs. This campaign took thirteen years, and when it was over Folca soon grew eager to hunt again. He searched far and wide for a prey worthy of his attentions, discovering it in the form of the monstrous Boar of Everholt. Though his wife Darwise begged him to leave it be, Folca rode out chasing the thrill of another great hunt, but Darwise’s counsel proved true in the end: though he slew the boar in the end, the beast gored him with its tusks, leaving him with mortal wounds. Upon his death, Folca was succeeded by his son Folcwine.

#tolkienedit #oneringnet #lotr #rohan #rohirrim #frealaf #oc aldwyn #brytta #oc mildgith #walda #oc eafled #folca #oc darwise #my edit #my writing #edit writing #headcanons #tefain nin #men of middle earth #house of eorl

[direful]

well i like vampire the masquerade now

#its the only thing ive thought about for 4 days #this is.. aldwyn st george hes a toreador sculptor and professional thot #its like 1:30 am no ones gonna see this post lmao #my ocs #oc: aldwyn #direful art

[middaystargazer]

(Esme, Bonnie, and Morgan belong to me. Vain and Sajhuin belongs @riessene. Sloane and Shova belong to @haonqq.)

#fan hunters #my art #comic #late night doodles #this started out with the one pic of Bonnie and Sloane #but it wounded up as bet between Bonnie and Vain #morgan just happen to there braiding shova’s hair #this took me so long #my ocs #esme wayfarer #ebony aldwyn #morgan cadwal #vain #sajhuin #riessene’s ocs #sloane #shova artemisia #haonqq’s ocs

[eeldoodles]

Clearing out my WIP folder one piece at a time.

Arnes was much different as a child than she is as an adult. She was bold and constantly craved adventure. Now she’d rather stay home.

#dungeons and dragons #artists on tumblr #comic #comics #digital art #oc #my ocs #the sellswords and the lost crystal #arnes maralia #aldwyn maralia

[ziithyndris]

Anyone else create a bunch of ocs then sort of writing the events of TH & LOTR adding them in or …

I have four at the moment;

Alaunarra, Adopted daughter of Elrond. Leggy’s love interest.

Z’iithyndris, Daugher of Galadriel, Thraddy Thranduil’s wife.

Nym, Bilbo’s sister. Thorin’s future 👀

Githoriel, Hidden half-elf who’s known by Aragorn and many as ‘Aldwyn’.

I actually have too much planned for all of them, and might write some one-shots with them. Not sure.

Still unsure if Githoriel is called that too.

[gif not mine, credit to owner]

#lotr elves #lotr #oc stuff #lotr oc #tolkien #lord of the rings #the lord of the rings #oc x canon #the hobbit #the hobbit x reader #lotr x reader

[blu00u]

Hello (Hola)

Uh

Welcome to my epic blog thingy (I think) (Bienvenidx a mi coso de blog épico (creo))

You can call me Blu or you can call me my (other nick)name (it's Ari) (me puedes decir Blu o me puedes llamar mi (otro) apodo (es Ari)

My pronouns are she/her (mis pronombres son ella o los que sean en español ayuda pasé mucho tiempo en el internet en inglés)

I'm 2763 years old (not revealing my actual age for now (I'm a minor btw)) (tengo 2763 años (no voy a revelar mi edad real por ahora)(por cierto,soy menor de edad))

I like drawing (me gusta dibujar)

(mi habilidad de dibujar caras desapareció lol)

I don't consider myself too good at art but definitely not too bad (I still appreciate help though)

(no me considero tan buena dibujando pero definitivamente no tan mala (aún así aprecio ayuda))

(and in case you've seen my art before reading this,yes,I know limbs aren't straight lines)

(y en caso de que has visto mi arte antes de leer esto,si,ya se que las extremidades no son líneas rectas)

(HEY

TIENES QUE DIBUJAR LAS EXTREMIDADES ASÍ *extremidades correctas anatómicamente™*

NO ASÍ *extremidades rectas*)

(last image was literally copied from eddsworld - spares in yt)

(la última imágen fue literalmente copiada de eddsworld - spares en yt (estoy segura de que ralotrexx tiene fandubs de eso porque está en inglés))

Also sometimes my inspiration just disappears for some reason so I might be inactive sometimes (thinking about changing my blog name from "an epic duck fan" to "a lazy fool" whenever my inspiration just vanishes,I might not do it though lol)

(ah sí,y a veces mi inspiración solo desaparece por alguna razón así que puede que esté inactiva a veces (he estado pensando sobre cambiar el nombre de mi blog de "an epic duck fan (una fan épica de patos)" a "a lazy fool (una tonta floja)" cuando mi inspiración solo desaparezca,aunque puede que no lo haga XD))

(su inspiración desapareció (aunque no ahora mismo))

Btw I'm terrible at words sometimes for some reason so if I accidentally say something offensive or something that doesn't even make sense sorry

(por cierto soy terrible con las palabras a veces por alguna razón así que si accidentalmente digo algo ofensivo o algo que no tiene sentido perdón)

(no sabe inglesear (o siquiera españolear) (SHHHHH si son palabras))

Anyways,I think that's all,sorry if this introduction was terrible,idk how to make introductions DX (also this is the very first blog I make)

(en fin,creo que eso es todo, perdón si está introducción fué terrible, no sé como hacer introducciones DX (y este es el primer blog que hago)

Oh and I have a very (un)healthy obsession with chonny jash so expect drawings related to his music

(ah sí,tengo una muy (no) saludable obsesión con chonny jash así que espera dibujos relacionados a su música (chafagoni tiene traducciones en español de algunas de sus canciones en yt)

Sorry new DNI list

DNI list:

-NSFW accounts

-usual DNI stuff (homophobic, terfs, pedophiles, that stuff)

You're on VERY thin ice if...

-you support controversial people (joe Hawley, Juno, tap, those people) (I do not want to be a part of anything controversial, you're not on the DNI list because I can't blame you for having a point of view, however, that doesn't mean I'm on your side or that I support you)

Accounts:

@ary11y

#pinned post #i don't know how to tag lol #haha funny post in English and spanish #oh right the tags I'll mainly use are #\\ #you used to call me on my cellphone #ari's epic cj fanart #ari's epic oc #ari's epic pokeart #Ari's epic doodles #// #ocs: #|| #funny hello kitty guy (aldwyn) #funny painter guy (mel) #that one shy guy oc (kelly) #nvm he's evil now (dai) #that one fruit (nick)named oc (strawberry) #funny dream wannabe guy (chris) #funny mexican changed reference guy (jack) #funny fallen angel person (sky) #funny blocky....... uhhh..... oc (blu) #II

[gershel-draws]

Another super rough sketch of Aldwyn. This one I did on that tablet (obviously....). I’m gonna do the rest of the Middle Earth characters soon here. When I have time.

#gershel draws #my OCs #my characters #aldwyn telperien #tablet art #digital art

[ary11y]

Ooo you wanna listen to a story I'm making in a nutshell so bad ooo

(aka I wrote a oc story in a nutshell and now you are condemned to listen to it)

(btw, zurch goes by they/it, Blu (oc) by he/she/it/they and dai by he/him (Kelly calls him a she/her involuntarily and he can't really control it.... I wonder why...........(aka because of kelly-dai lore)

Everyone: oh look I got invited to a party, hopefully nothing bad happens

-zurch epically appears-

Zurch: hello I'm good :]

Everyone: :D👍

Zurch: I lied I'm evil and I wanna be the main oc to have cool main oc abilities

Everyone: D:

Blu (main oc): good thing I'm not a main oc or whatever they said

Zurch: and that would mean dethroning blu

Blu: wait what

Zurch: hey can I have main oc rq

Blu: the hell is a main oc

Zurch: oh right you don't know about fourth wall

Blu: the hell is a fourth wall

Zurch: ...

I'm coming for you :]

Blu: not threatening at all

Zurch: wouldn't it be funny if I bothered everyone with their traumas and stuff

...

-looks at aldwyn-

-a lot of torturing psychologically (mainly aldwyn because it hates him for some reason) later-

Zach: hey I think you're pretty cool funny glitch man.... Thing.... Whatever you are

Mike (Zach's brother): huh????????

Zurch: huh

:] <------now planning to get people on his side

Zurch: ahem

I got expelled from where I used to live and I got bullied by the creator™ and I need main oc very badly :[

Mike, Zach, Chris, Layla and maybe other ocs: aw man that must've sucked, were on your team now :[

Aldwyn: . . .

Mel: you're not going into their side are you

Aldwyn: ............

Mel: why would yo-

Aldwyn: ..

Mel: uhhhhh you do you, I won't be on it's side tho

Aldwyn: 👍

Zurch: wait that thing's on my side

Well

I mean

He has a pretty cool 2nd phase (not cringe at all)

Welcome to the team weird mouthless thing

Aldwyn: ^^

Zurch: ok guys Blu is a bad main oc, the creator™ deserves a better main oc aka me

Aldwyn: . . .

Zurch: you don't think she's (Blu's) cool do you

Aldwyn: .........

Zurch: well you're wrong, go to the timeout corner

Aldwyn: -sad hello kitty wannabe noises-

Mel: I told you it wasn't a good idea, you should have your own opinions

Aldwyn: ...

-determined hello kitty wannabe noises-

Zurch: huh

Weren't you in the timeout corner

Aldwyn: ...

🖕

Zurch: what the hell do you mean by that

-an epic argument later-

Zurch: I am going to murder your fami-

Aldwyn: -gets a little too defensive(?) And discovers definetly-not-cringe-nor-overused second phase thingy-

Zurch: ah

Well, shoot

Aldwyn: -nvm the second definetly-not-cringe-nor-overused phase is gone-

Zurch: well I'll be brb so long suckers

Mel: hey we should make a plan against that thing

Aldwyn: -shrug- 👍

Mel: we should go tell Blu and others

Aldwyn: -nod-

-later-

Mel: hey we're making a plan against zurch and you're gonna help us

Kelly: w-whu-

Mel: jk dai's gonna help us

Kelly: I uhhhhh I don't think that's uhhhhhh y'know too good of an idea???

Mel: why not

Kelly: she's scary :[

Also I doubt she'll help

Mel: idk go ask him

Kelly: .........why me

Mel: you're literally the only one who can talk to him

Kelly: .

:[

-later-

Kelly: she uh she said yes

Mel: amasin

-skip to epic planning-

Mel: ok dai you're up first since you literally don't care about anything so zurch can't manipulate you and you're good attacking people with knives

Dai: k

-one dai vs zurch later-

Dai: I pissed it off but I couldn't hit it

Mel: oh

Well aldwyn you're next

Aldwyn: ?!?!???!!?!??!?

Mel: yea I know you don't like hurting others but just uhh shock it or something, it should be painless and at most it would feel weird

Aldwyn: ...

Mel: you can do that with your secret 2nd phase can't you

Aldwyn: ...

👍

-skip to fight-

Zurch: imagine fighting when you said you wouldn't hurt anyone at all

Aldwyn: !!!

-sad hello kitty wannabe noises-

Mel: wait no don't listen to it it's just manipulating you

Aldwyn: ...

Zurch: oh you're not gonna fight ok -proceeds to epically beat aldwyn-

That's all I have for now, hopefully I'll finish the epic story soon 👍

#I'm letting this be lost among my posts but I'm gonna tag it with other tags #original character #story in a nutshell #(is that even a tag)

[rhabakoli]

Targets On Their Backs - Part 4

This is getting so damn long, oh my. Also, in case anyone wants to be alerted, that’s oc an option, fyi.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

You had just tucked Ragnar in - he’s been very cranky and whiny- when Ivar came in, wooden box under his arm and grinning from ear to ear. “Y/N, Love, come here.”

He laid the box on the table and waved you over. Curious, you went and were promptly shoved down into a chair. The box laid in front of you, your husband stood by your side, basically vibrating on the spot. “What’s this?” “A present.” “Oh?” You let your fingers run over the lid, completely amazed by the beautiful carving. Your fingertips followed the spread wings of the falcon, who stood amidst a bed of flowers. Ivar leaned on the table next to you and watched your every reaction. Carefully you opened the box.  “What- Ivar?”

There were three knives in it, bedded on green fabric. Each one was about twice as long as your hand, flat with sharp edges, which dulled farther from the handle than you were used to. The grip was wrapped in thin leather straps, the edges covered in blood-red stitches, and ended in a ring. They reminded you of Ivars throwing knives, but his were blank metall all around. “You like them?” “I-” You were speechless. Never would you have thought you’d be so taken by a weapon. And then Ivar happened.  “They are magnificent, I-” You touched ones handle, feeling the soft leather under your fingers. “Where did you get them?”  You touched a hand to his thigh, over his brace. “These must have been so much work?” “Oh, I called in a favour.” He played it off, but his ears did seem a bit darker than usual. Suddenly emotional, you got up and hugged him, arms around his middle, pressing close and breathing him in. “Thank you so much.”  “Everything for you.” He cleared his throat. “I also let the smith make a set for Ragnar.” That made you look up in exasperation. “Ivar, he is barely teething!”  His big hand were on your back, stroking up and down, while he laughed at your expression. “He can start very early then!”  You scrunched up your nose and shook your head. “You’re incorrigible.”, you groaned, while lifting your hand to raise it to his bicep. He didn’t seem to suspect and you used this moment to burrow under his arm and pinch the soft skin on the inside. Flinching, he caught your wrist, curses flying off his lips and he free hand rubbed at the offended spot.  You just smiled innocently.  “Woman, you are just as bad as me.” “And whose fault is that?” You freed your arm and faced the knives once again. “You’re the one gifting be knives.” “You said you wanted to learn.” An arm came around you and pulled you closer to the warm body beside you. “And to throw well, you need fitting knives.”  He started to go on a tangent about proper balance, the right shape and techniques. It wasn’t often that he spoke so carefree, even when the reason was such a dark one. You tried to soak it all up, remembering techniques and what he was saying about finger placement, while taking in the sight of your excited and animated husband as well.

“Bree, are you still in contact with Edgard’s court?” You twirled a knife, let the ring spin around your finger. Bree looked up from her work and put her quill away. “I exchange letters with Aethel. Lord Aldwyns wife, I’m sure you remember her.” “She sliced her hand open on a knife at dinner once, didn’t she? And then proceeded to eat and refused treatment, on grounds that ‘her food will get cold’? If her husband was as dedicated to her as she was to meals, they’d have had a proper happy marriage.” “Indeed. And don’t pretend you could refuse any meal the cook ever made.”, Bree chuckled. “She sends me updates once in a while.” “Is she loyal to my brother?” Maybe… “The only people she’s loyal to are the cook and her son.”  “Did she say anything about rumours, or strange behaviour regarding my brother?” “She did not. But I can ask her.” Bree narrowed her eyes in suspicion. “Do you want her to spy on Edgard?” “It wouldn’t be spying. She’d just tell a long gone, dearly missed friend about current happenings in her old court.”  You closed your hand around the knife and laid it on the table with a dull knock. “None of the Lords in Edgard’s court think of women as independent and intelligent beings. They’d never suspect her to actually be audacious enough to spy on their King and give his hated sister information that could ruin him.”   You went back to playing with the knife, pointed end drilling into the wood as you twisted it around.  Bree tilted her head and thought quietly for a moment. Then: “How would you repay her? I’m sure she’s going to ask.” “I’ll let her and her son live, when we take down Edgard.”

It’s been a couple weeks since the attack, and your inner circle started to gradually relax. Word surely had reached the offender, but if they were wise, they’d not attempt again. However, your guts as well as your experience with men in powerful position told you, it wouldn’t be that way. There was another attack coming. But opposed to last time, you felt not intimidated, or scared out of your wits. You had your dagger and knives on you, at all times, hidden under your cloak. You had a belt made, with worked in sheats, so you’d be able to draw them comfortably by simply reaching back. It gave you security, a sense of protection, even if a trained assassin, or just any experienced warrior could take you down in a couple seconds. Bree had written that letter, and now it was only a matter of time, until either answer arrived or your brothers ships. “Lock your wrist more.”, Ivar called over. “You need to be steady, so it flies steady.” You tried again. It almost stuck, this time. “Take a step back. If your knife doesn’t meet your target on point, you’re either too close, or too far.” You did as told, and tried again. With a groan of frustration, you stomped over to the target and collected your and your husbands knives. “I don’t get it. Only every other throw hits, and I am doing them exactly the same way.” “Well, dear sister, throwing knives are fickle bitches. There’s a reason, we’re preferring axes and swords.” You fixed Ubbe with a mean look. “Are you sure it’s the knives and not lack of patience and talent?” You straightened up and walked back to your spot. “Also, watch your words in front of your nephew.” Ubbes brothers just about died of laughter, sending Ragnar into a giggle fit as well. He was seated in Galas lap, who was residing on a fur on the earth. Ubbe threw an apple at Ivar, who caught it promptly and presented the most shit-eating grin. “You are the worst influence. She was so nice and timid when she arrived, and now look at her.” “Yes, lovely isn’t she? Gets my blood running, seeing her like this.” Now, that earned him a sharp hiss from you, and another apple, this time it hit it’s intended target. Gala suddenly spoke up. “Y/N, maybe… maybe if you pull your arm back, like you would with a bow? It seems, it’d be more comfortable for you.” You turned around, blinking stupidly at her. “How do you mean?” Ivar squinted at your hand and slowly nodded. “She’s not stupid, I’ll give her that.” He took his crutch and came over to show you. Behind him, you could see Hvitserk moving over to Gala, talking to her and, judging by the sudden redness on her face, complimenting her. You hid a grin, as you looked down at Ivars hand on yours. “Find the point of balance, that’s where your finger has to be.” You did, fingertip pressing against the dull edge, handle in your palm. “Right, just like that. Now grip it, not too hard, we talked about that. And then you’re gonna pull back your arm, like Gala said- keep your wrist straight- and just when your hand is on height with your face, you’ll bring your arm and shoulder back. Good.” His hand was on your shoulder blade, pressing slightly. “Before you actually throw, repeat the very same movement, just the other way around. Shoulder, arm, then wrist. You finger has to slide along the edge.” You tried. And while it was better than the other tries, you didn’t hit. “By Odins balls, why!” “Language, Y/N.” You threatened Ubbe with the knife in your hand, before turning towards the targets. Bjorns voice interrupted you: “Imagine it’s someone you hate. Your brother. Or Arna. Channel the hatred you felt for Ivar, when you gave birth to your son.” You concentrated, but their voices still reached your ear. “Who’s Arna?” “Earl Finnrs daughter.” “The one who tried to seduce Ivar by surprising him in his bed, right?” “Yes.” Hvitserk let out a harsh laugh. “Ha, good times.” “I’d have killed her, if it wasn’t for Bree.”, you let out. “What?” You could feel their eyes on you. Gala jumped in. “Bree had to block the door.” Then she raised her voice towards you. “I’ve never been happier to have hid your dagger.” Ubbe grumbled at Ivar and his voice barely carried over Bjorns laugh. “As I said. Your influence is horrible.” The sound of metal meeting wood interrupted their banter, and you’ve never seen gala look so smug before. You just hit bullseye.

You were in the Map Room, discussing with the Ragnarssons, when Bree breezed in, letter in her hand. “Y/N.” You immediately understood and got up, taking the paper from her. “What’d she say?” “Edgard is unpredictable, barely listens to his advisors. She says, he acts paranoid and rash and he and the queen haven’t been seen together in at least 6 months.” You skimmed the letter for additional information, before you threw it on the table and pressed your hands into the cool wood to ground yourself. Ivar stood next to you, Ragnar in his arms and looked quizzically at you. “What is going on?” You couldn’t talk. You tried not to scream and rage, you’d only wake and scare your son. Bree started talking instead. “I wrote a friend in court. I asked her, if there were any rumours, regarding Edgard and the attack.” Bjorn stood up, suddenly in fighting mode and went over to her. His face was like an open book. Bree’s surely going to have a heavy discussion with him. Ivar didn’t move, but you could feel him tense. “What is the answer?” You simply pushed the papers to him, and pointed at a line.

My husband and Lord Barth discussed in our chambers, I was there. They say, he is going crazy from fear, due to a failed attack he ordered. I think it very much possible to have been the attack on the young Queens child.

**

Part 5 

#Targets On Their Backs #totb #Vikings #reader x Ivar #there's gonna be blood #not in this one #but the next #Faint Of Heart #Faint of Heart au(?)

[pristinepastel]

30 Day Watcher Challenge Day 12

Ok! I already talked about Waiola’s friends among the companions(ie all of them except durance), so let’s talk about non companions!

First up is Citlali, she’s a savanna human from Ixamitl. She works as an escort in the Salty Mast, and loves her job. She first met Waiola when the quest to retrieve a glamfellen artifact from a different prostitution was happening. She was very open about how attractive she thought Waiola was, which was very flattering and flustering. She becomes a good friend over the course of Waiola’s stay in Defiance Bay. After the game ended, they met up multiple times. I’ve mentioned before that Waiola has had sex with friends before right? Citlali and Waiola are fuckbuddies. It’s always super sweet and fun, and they tend to laugh a lot in the process. Citlali has asked Waiola to help her newer coworkers at the Mast get used to their work, since she’s known to be very kind and therefore a good trial run/initiation.

Of course, outside of ocs, there’s also the npcs! Listing:

-Aufra

-Calisca (fuck canon)

-Heodan (ditto)

-Aelys

-Lady Webb (rest her soul)

-Korgrak

-Tcharek

-Krivi

-Kurren

-Clyver

-Dunstan

-Wyla

-Sidly

-Lliras

-Aldwyn (citlali gives weird advice on how to deal with crushes, but hey)

-Big Durmsey

and of course

-The Steward

#30daywatcherchallenge #pillars of eternity deadfire #pillars of eternity #pristine did a create #Waiola

[direful]

aw gee i never uploaded the art of my vtm ocs i’ve been churning out... this one’s abt a month old. i’m way more active on my toyhouse (same username)

anyway here’s aldwyn st george, toreador sculptor and charmingly stupid flirt

#vtm #my ocs #oc: aldwyn #direful art