#;;i was born to run i don't belong to anyone ( june )

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” go away! i’m miserable. “ - ( Alex ) @leschanceux

       “I’ve come ALL this way to cheer you up!” Granted, the White House might have been bigger than most houses people lived in, but it’s not THAT far from her room to his. Still. It’s not about that.

     “I also have pizza, and face masks.” She lifts her foot to bang it against the door once more. “I could also paint your nails if you want me to? I think red and blue would suit you well.” She hasn’t actually brought those with her, but she could get them if needed, though June thinks that’s a thing for future THEM. “Come on, I’m your sister. Don’t make me go looking for some embarrassing baby pictures to send them to Henry.”

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[beauclary]

general information.

full name beau ryan clary

nicknames thirty-four ( the number on his jersey ) mostly just his last name

age 28

date of birth july 14th, 1996

place of birth brantley, alabama

zodiac cancer sun pisces moon taurus rising

gender cis male

nationality american

religion raised baptist / currently uncertain

orientation homosexual

physical attributes.

face claim paul mescal

voice claim paul mescal but if he was from alabama no i don't have an example

height 5'11

weight 184 lbs

build athletic / muscular

exercise habits intense daily workout regimen

allergies mold / strawberries

hair color brown

hairstyle somewhat overgrown and shaggy

eye color grey - blue

glasses/contacts no

dominant hand right

tattoos inspiration / detailed post to come

scars several small scars on arms and legs

piercings left earlobe double pierced with two small silver hoops

outfit/clothing style 1 2 3 4 + ny jets branded athletic wear

jewelry/accessories watch / simple silver band on right hand / thin silver chain

background information.

hometown brantley, alabama

current residence new york, ny

spoken languages english / asl

driver's license yes

occupation running back for the new york jets

familial information.

relationship status single? kind of? / in a relationship pre-outbreak

mother edie clary ( nee williams ) / status unknown

father patrick clary / deceased

siblings orla clary ( older sister ) / maeve + june clary ( younger sisters )

other ivy emerson ( cousin )

children none

pets a ginger tabby cat named nacho that belonged to his boyfriend pre-outbreak that he found in his apartment alone a week later when he went looking for him and took back to the wexley

personality.

positive traits kindhearted / hard-working / empathetic / grateful / polite

negative traits emotional / detached / unstable / isolating

likes clean socks / early morning workouts / poetry / sunrises / game days

dislikes social media / awkward silences / toxic masculinity / uncertainty / rats

moral alignment neutral good

mbti esfj-t

Before the outbreak, Beau Clary was just about one of the most charming fellas you could hope to meet in a place like New York City; he was raised on the notion of southern hospitality and helping thy fellow neighbor, and even after gaining more fame and fortune than a small-town boy like him knew what to do with, Beau never let it warp his attitude or his ego or make him forget his roots. Hard-working and helpful, he was always the first to lend a hand. And, to be fair to him, he still is, but it isn’t quite the same. He’s hardly a shell of the exuberant, social creature he used to be; where most nights would have previously found him mingling with other residents of the Wexley or heading out to any of the countless bars or clubs studding the streets of the boroughs, lately he’s become enough of a recluse that he mostly only comes when called unless there’s work to be done. To most, he appears aloof and detached - a defense mechanism to keep from letting anyone too close - but to those he trusts, glimpses of the Beau that once was still remain in fleeting smiles and occasional warm, rumbling laughter. In truth, he’s soft and sensitive at heart, and where he used to wear as much as a badge of honor in a sport that previously defined toxic masculinity, in this new world, it appears to be a crippling weakness and one that Beau has tried desperately to stifle and hide away.

biography.

Beau Clary was born in a small town in rural Alabama where the number of stoplights could be counted on one hand, everybody knew everybody else’s family, and twice a year, the local high school had a drive your tractor to school day. There wasn’t a whole lot to do growing up, and when Beau wasn’t at school or helping tend to his family’s land and animals, he was playing pickup games with friends out in wide, open fields, quickly proving himself to be a natural at football. Despite the limited opportunities available for someone like him - and they were few and far between in a town nestled so far below the poverty line and nearly forgotten by the rest of the state - Beau was determined to make something of himself and get out of Alabama. He channeled this energy and determination into the sport, excelling on his high school team and garnering the praise and encouragement of local coaches and faculty. In his senior year of high school, Beau’s dedication finally paid off. Even out in the middle of Nowhere, Alabama, there were universities sending out talent scouts. He’ll never forget the way his mama cried and hugged him the day she found his acceptance letter from Clemson in the mailbox - she didn’t even wait for him to get home to open it, and she was waiting at the door when he walked through because, in her words, her baby got a full ride! With his tuition covered and his degree paid for, Beau was able to focus all of his energy on honing his skills at the sport. At Clemson, Beau continued to shine on the field, becoming a dominant force in the league and a leader amongst his teammates. When he wasn’t on the field, he was studying for any number of his horticultural science courses - academics did not come naturally to him in the same way athletics did, but Beau worked hard to ensure he maintained a respectable GPA the entire time. He was well-liked by his peers and his educators, a friend to everyone who happened to cross his path, and in the end, his limitless positive karma and perseverance paid off. His success on the field coupled with his natural charisma and leadership skills caught the attention of NFL scouts and, when draft day came, Clemson University running back Beau Clary was selected in the first round by the New York Jets. He drove back home after that to spend a few weeks back home in Alabama before flying out to New York to get settled in his new place before he left. A photo snapped by a sports photographer at the airport of an openly-crying Beau hugging his mother goodbye achieved viral status after it was shown on ESPN, and from that moment, his name became a household one and his life was never the same. 

Despite the pressure and public scrutiny that came from being such a high draft pick, Beau seemed to thrive in the world of professional football. The chaos and cacophony of the city were certainly something to get used to, but Beau quickly acclimated - or, if not, he made enough trips home and flew his family out to the east coast enough that he was able to keep grounded in an overwhelming concrete jungle. The next several years were spent working hard and playing harder and he’d been in the middle of an incredibly successful — and potentially Super Bowl worthy— season and it could be argued that Beau was in the prime of his career - and his life - when the outbreak hit New York. The explosion of the entrance to the Wexley was, in a sick, twisted sort of way, the perfect visual representation for the tumult of emotion that accompanied such catastrophic panic and grief. His entire world was in shambles, and it took significant convincing from those closest to him not abandon his apartment for a foolishly suicidal mission to get back home to Alabama — to his family. He did, however, make two separate trips to try and find his partner, the man he'd been beginning to grow serious with just before the outbreak ; both trips to his apartment were met with disappointment, and no evidence whether he was dead or alive. Not knowing only made it worse. Winter was long and hard, and though Beau could often be seen around the Wexley, coming out of the woodwork wherever work needed done to lend a quiet hand, he’d frequently slink back to his apartment without a word once the work was done, keeping to himself. He grieved the loss of a family he feared he’d never know the truth of, nursed the guilt of knowing that if they were gone, it was in part because he’d not been there with them. He hadn’t been there to help them, to protect them. 

On December 23rd, when rock bottom opened up like a giant chasm beneath the Wexley — quite literally beneath it, in the basement — and Mr. Wexley encouraged everyone to abandon the building in light of the newly-chompified residents and return once it was safer, Beau was among those staying behind and forced to evacuate. In the chaos, he tried to help anyone else he came across in his own pursuit to safety, and he and the few people he could find holed up in a bodega not half a block down from the Wexley that had been ransacked but appeared secure — save for two chompers that Beau managed to dispatch with the aid of another survivor to secure the premises. When he finally returned, it was to devastation and grief — it seemed inescapable these days. He dove headfirst into cleaning up what he could of the physical mess left behind by the chaos, his body and his mind itching for busy work. He just needed to keep himself occupied, focused. Distracted.

headcanons.

Beau still writes letters to his family back home - at least one a week, but often even more - even though he knows he’ll never be able to send them or receive one back.They've been collecting in an old shoebox, but it's starting to fill up as of late.

He was the second-ever active player to openly come out as gay in the NFL, and his decision to do so was divisive amongst fans, but his team was unwaveringly supportive.

Beau was in a somewhat serious relationship before the outbreak, and he’s not seen his partner since it all began. He’s made two reckless and dangerous attempts to visit his apartment, but he’s found no evidence that he’s alive or dead aside from his cat, alone and unfed — and somehow, not knowing what's happened to him is worse.

He’s got a section of his smaller, open floor plan of apartment - he had to downsize when he moved to the third floor from the tenth level - filled with the two things that make him happiest - his family and nature. He’s tended to a number of houseplants as best he can in spite of everything, and the walls are covered with photos of his parents and siblings, cousins and friends.

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KIRAN EKANSH SHETH — ABRIDGED.

welcome to marina, KIRAN EKANSH SHETH ( nonbinary, he/they ) ! they are a THIRTY FOUR year old who has lived over on HYLAND PARK for MOST OF THEIR LIFE and works as a PSYCHOLOGY/LITERATURE PROFESSOR. everyone says they look a lot like DEV PATEL. what do you think? — JAMES, 24, THEY/THEM, EST.

MENTIONS OF ARSON / FIRE, DEATH, CHRONIC PAIN ( FIBROMYALGIA / CHRONIC FATIGUE ), AND INJURY.

profile.

full name: kiran ekansh sheth.

birthday: june 9th, 1989.

astrology: gemini sun, virgo moon, libra ascending.

sexuality: bisexual.

currently listening to: i wanna be your dog by the stooges.

last known location: [[[cannot be found]]]

PINTEREST.

brief history.

born somewhere in connecticut, but their memories of the state are clouded and dense. born to parents who were happy, always smiling - an older brother, if kes can remember right, if they can still remember their little sister.

arson / fire / death; around the age of five, or maybe six - a mysterious fire took over their house, consuming everything in sight. and by some sort of sick miracle, he was the only one to make it out.

from there on - kes was a product of the foster system. for the next few years, it was them in group home to group home, never fully wanted, never fully belonging to anyone.

they're fostered out to a family in marina when they're ten, and the sheth household was the only household that stuck by kiran. he put up a fight for a while - never made it too easy on them, but they never gave up. by twelve, they officially adopted kes.

an angry kid whose fire barely extinguished - for a long time, even into teenhood, even when they drew into themselves and their endless amount of books.

eventually kes learned to turn the anger into passion, to do something better than mope around, or get into useless fights; started studying seriously, obsessively absorbing information.

after high school, they left to study at columbia, english and psychology; a waste of time for most people, maybe, but not kiran.

stayed in the city for a long while, moving tiny apartment to tiny apartment and surviving on the bare essentials - a mountain of both student and medical debt threatening to avalanche over them.

eventually moved back to marina after their masters, did a few research programs and their own independent studies before going for their doctorate at the local university. and after that - kes settled on becoming a professor. had bigger dreams, but life got in the way of it. and that's currently what they're doing now!

facts & temperaments.

regularly goes by kes, it's just their initials put together but it's almost preferred at this point.

fire / injury; was left with substantial burn scars from the house fire all those years ago, mostly hidden away by their clothes. they can be, at times, insecure about them. they prefer the lights off.

chronic pain / chronic illness / invisible illness; also a sufferer of the double whammy that is fibromyalgia and chronic fatigue syndrome. their flare-ups for fibromyalgia began when they were a late teenager, while their CFS started manifesting during their later college years. a lot of days are tolerable, but a lot are also unbearable. is at the point where they rely on a cane more often than not, even as a precaution.

a lot less angry than they were as a teenager - is too tired for it, maybe - but they still have a tendency to fixate on their chosen fields of study. is always learning, even after receiving their doctorate.

tends to be wary of strangers, or just people they don't know very well. will still be cordial, or even strike up a conversation if it suits them - but the wariness remains.

on the other hand - endlessly loyal to those who've stuck by them since childhood. treasures their friends deeply, would probably die for them even though half the time they make him want to rip his hair out.

tends to run more neutral - doesn't care for taking sides, though is naturally biased towards his friends and generally tolerates their shit more than anyone else. patience can wane a little thin towards others. tries to end arguments, not start them.

a little oblivious when others flirt with them - kes has spent so long focused on their schooling and then their career, that the idea of settling down has completely slipped their mind.

[merlinfromberlin]

Masterpost 2.0

Hello and welcome to my overhauled Masterpost. ^^

I’m not sure if it’s better than before, but it’s up-to-date and prettier (in my opinion). And it has smileys now. :D

About Me:

early twenties | they/them | not actually from Berlin

AO3-Profile

University student majoring in History.

English is my second language, so, please forgive minor vocab/grammar/syntax mistakes – they tend to pop up from time to time, especially if I’m tired.

I’m always open to talking to people! It might take me a bit to answer, but always feel free to start conversations via DMs or send asks. <3

Fics: mostly Angst, Hurt/Comfort & Found Family, sometimes a bit of fluff; mostly Transformers

Ships: ships may vary depending on continuity/story and are usually not the focus of my writing; however, OptiRatch (TFP) keeps popping up here and there;

Also just going to sneak that in right here. I’m open to beta-reading fics, especially for people I’ve interacted with before/interact with somewhat regularly – be that on tumblr or AO3. I actually kind of enjoy it, so, feel free to hit me up and I’ll see if I can help. <3

Fanfic Overview:

A Little Left Of Right

"Apparently our cross-dimensional counterparts belong to the more faint of heart," said Optimus. His words sent a cold shiver down Bumblebee's backstrut. "Weren't they keeping pets, too?" asked Arcee, the cold sneer that accompanied those words basically audible. "Pathetic. I don't know what anyone could ever find in these squishies. It's a shame we're stuck here with them." ::What?:: bleeped Bee.

Or: When Bumblebee wakes up after a crash, something is not quite right with Team Prime.

- chapter: 2/? - words: 4,058 - date: October 2024 - ?

- first two chapters written for Angstober 2024

Angstober 2024 Oneshots

Series containing all the oneshots I wrote for Angstober 2024.

- works: 10 - words: 10,992 - date: October 2024

 Champions Aren’t Born

When a scout injured at Tyger Pax turns out to be barely older than a sparkling, Optimus and Ratchet are horrified. Nevertheless they are determined to keep the youngling safe from now on. But while they try to grapple with the challenges of trying to care for a traumatised youngling, their time is running out. Not only are the days of Cybertron counted and their departure now inevitable, but they also need to find the bot who took in a sparkling to send him onto the battlefield.

- chapter: 3/? - words: 8,564 - date: September 2023 - ?

- on Hiatus until I’ve watched some more of G1

Dreaming of Home

Megatron has constructed the perfect fantasy to trap Bumblebee in his own processor. After all, if the scout doesn't want to wake up, he won't interfere with the warlord's plans to resurrect himself, either.

- chapter: 1/2 - words: 1,797 - date: October 2024 - ?

- first chapter written for Angstober 2024 Day 11: Wake Up  

Empty Words by Empty Sparks

“I’m still writing letters to you.” It’s the only justification Bumblebee can think of as he stands in front of Optimus Prime’s grave for the first time since his funeral hexacycles ago.

- chapter: 1/1 - words: 400 - date: July 2024

MYFA

All My Tears Have Been Used Up

What baby Bee was doing before Optimus and Ratchet found him.

- chapter: 1/1 - words: 1,629 - date: October 2024

- Heed the Warnings on AO3, please - based on an Angstober 2024 prompt 27: Curled Up

Make You Feel Alright

Primus knew, Ratchet would do anything to shield his sparkling from harm. Yet, the War made exceptions for no one, not even at the insistence and threats of grumpy old medics. Thus, sometimes the only thing Ratchet could do was to hold and comfort Bumblebee in the aftermath of disaster.

Or: 5 times Ratchet had to encourage Bumblebee to open his servo. The gritty, the wholesome and the dark.

- chapter: 5/5 - words: 23,105 - date: June – July 2024

So You Know I Care

As Ratchet waits for Bumblebee to wake up after being tortured at Tyger Pax, he makes a promise.

- chapter: 1/1 - words: 1,003 - date: October 2024

- based on Angstober 2024 prompt 09: Promise

Nooks & Crevices

Hiding was a skill essential to those growing up on Cybertron during the Civil War. However, for a certain vibrantly yellow sparkling raised by the Autobot High Command, and highly sought after by the Decepticons, being able to stay undetected is even more vital than most. It’s a good thing then that Bumblebee is a natural.

Or: 5 times Bumblebee ‘played’ Hide & Seek with his family and 1 time a Decepticon played with him.

- chapter: 1/6 - words: 5,965 - date: August 2024 - ?

- on Hiatus until I’ve watched some more of G1

Numb Little Bug

The feeling was already there when it became aware of life for the first time. It was eternally graceful and wise.

The feeling would still be there long after its awareness of life had ceased. It was eternally graceful and cruel.

- chapter: 7 - words: currently I have c. 30,000 words written across all 7 chapters; - date: don’t know yet; hopefully I’ll be at a point where I can start sharing more at the end of the year

- TFP rewrite - find the first few paragraphs here

The Best of My Spark You Took

When Optimus Prime gave up the Matrix of Leadership and his memories, some of the Autobots lost more than just their leader.

Or: The reactions of two Autobots, one Decepticon and one guy to Orion Pax. In drabbles.

- chapter: 1/1 - words: 400 - date: July 2024

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I hope you’re having a nice day wherever you are!

And now I’ll get back to writing:

[rnegitsune]

Ok so I thought I'd put together some horror stories from my time as a babymetal fan bc of how drastic the shift in the fandom has been the past year or so. For context I got into babymetal in like june of 2014 (all 3 girls were still underage at the time, I was 22; when I first got into them I thought I would be considered an older fan lmao the naivete, the innocence of new fan me wow I know now I'm not at all in the older half of the fandom esp considering I was born the same decade as su and moa), and I made this blog in I think may of 2015.

I've had people say I should compile men being gross into a post and I just couldn't do that out of fear for my own mental health but this will be pretty close. These are all my experiences with this fandom over the years; I'm definitely missing some but what I do remember should do well to cover most of how this fandom used to be vs now. It's gonna be a lot and tw for men being gross about minors.

Back in my first year or so of this blog I on multiple occasions got dms from men asking to be friends. At the time my bio only said my name and my pronouns. I've always been cautious of dms so I'd ask their age and every single one was considerably older than me. I wouldn't usually answer after that bc no thanks but they would generally try to continue convos til I blocked. The only one I still had was this one

After I put my age in my bio, which was 23 at the time, I never got a dm like that again; take from that what you will. But if you're young please be wary of this hell fandom even now. And if you're an older fan and esp an older male fan reading this, don't dm people trying to be friends. I was over 18 and it still creeped me out to no end.

One of my real first men in this fandom are disgusting moments was a blog back in like 2015 or 2016 who I had some contact with due to common interests; he was a huge yui stan and made bm content. He was like 28 or 29 at the time and I eventually noticed he would tag idols, mostly kpop girls, by their body parts (legs, butt, etc) which is disgusting enough as it is but then I saw him do the same for literal minors, like tzuyu from twice. I messaged him asking what the hell he was doing objectifying women but also actual children and he blocked me lmao. He later unblocked me to let me know that's just how he tagged things and it was my fault he had anxiety and then he blocked me again.

Back before the tumblr purge this fandom was repulsive to a degree I cannot even begin to describe. Someone would reblog something from me, I'd go to their blog and it would be underage jpop idols and japanese p*rn all the way down. I even stumbled upon a man editing underage su into p*rn gifs. Obviously no proof of that but I did go find my initial reaction to it

The number of times I'd get a follow from someone then go to their blog and it would be as mentioned above or their bio would be the most misogynistic trash I'd ever read was staggering. I genuinely considered giving up and deleting this blog so many times bc i felt oberwhelmed and outnumbered by these gross old dudes; and so the fact that this fandom has evolved into a bunch of chaotic wlw?? Amazing, I could cry.

Fun phenomenon of women running bm blogs was men sending messages asking if we liked babymetal. No joke. I think this happened to me two or three times but I spoke w other female creators at the time and it had happened to them as well. My entire blog is babymetal, and yet???

He said the weird guy idk bc he sent some random ass messages vaguely insulting me and when I responded coldly, he acted confused so I said you're some guy idk, hence the above message starting as such. Also that pic and the one up above that has my current pfp bc I just took those screenshots. Like I said I typically blocked weird dms but I guess these passed me by so I still had the messages.

Most people know the sub reddit is the worst and don't need me to tell you but it's a hellscape and I highly recommend avoiding it. A short list of things I've had to see as a result of going there: men discussing at length kano and momoko's appearances and how they look in costume vs in normal clothes. Men discussing at length the hope that the girls would marry men who aren't Japanese, a thread that was from when all 3 girls were underage. They aren't gonna marry you dude they're really not.

The insulting of billie Eilish, a 17 year old at the time, was horrible too. Su and moa got to meet her, something they were extremely excited for, and they posted a pic; the comments were disgusting as you can imagine. The yui rumors were terrible too, fatshaming, slutshaming etc all based on nothing. Some man saying the rumors about yui leaving bc, no joke this was a real rumor, she "got too fat" couldn't be true bc "look at saya." Saya being a barely 18 yo back up dancer who covered the third spot after yui left but before the avengers. Not to mention the upskirt shots from when they were minors, the constant editing of their faces onto explicit photoshoots etc. I remember being a new fan looking for a su pic on google and being horrified at the fact that one of the top suggested results after her name was “bikini;” she was 16 at the time. Also, the uptick in massively creepy posts and messages sent to bm blogs as each girl, but esp moa and yui, approached 18 was disgusting.

Now for some personal nonsense. A big reason why I haven't touched my youtube channel in months is bc I got tired of dealing with the men of this fandom. I poke fun at metal and get told I deserve to die. I say ped*philes and creepy men are gross and get a swarm of middle aged men cursing at me. Had a guy cry about how men are shamed for liking bm and then he turned around and said some gross shit about wlw. Had a guy call me racist for liking a band he also likes (and despite him having no way of knowing my own race) and tell me the babymetal fandom doesn't need my kpop feminist bullshit, which is honestly a great description and I thought about putting it in my yt about lmao. Had a middle aged man unironically say he'd never seen a man be creepy towards bm but fans su and moa's ages calling them hot was creepy. The disillusionment....the level of unawareness is astounding. If you want to see screenshots of some of these comments they are fairly recent in my don't mind me tag; I don't want to see them anymore tho bc they're infuriating so I'm not going to look at them to post here.

Essentially I haven't looked at my channel since may bc men are exhausting and rude and refuse to examine the fandoms they're a part of no matter what. They're told by a woman of the fandom that she's had bad experiences personally and they all start crying about how it's either a lie bc they haven't seen it or unimportant. I did stop reading comments in may and I will never read another one again probably as a result of this shit. Trash men being trash are not worth my time and I refuse to give them anymore of it. I do plan on making more videos tho and let my ~feminist kpop bullshit~ live in their minds rent free.

I will also continue to make fun of metal and the creepy men in this fandom bc it's important and I'm a spiteful asshole who likes disrupting these dudes perfect bubble of a fandom. It genuinely brings me so much joy seeing all the new fans recently (which sidenote if you got into them recently I am kinda curious as to how you found them; I've gotten tons of new followers and considering how inactive they are rn I'm curious). People sending messages about how they finally feel like they belong or that they have a safe space....like I don't even know what to say and I never feel like my responses fully convey how genuinely wonderful that is and how thrilled I am that this is where we're at now and I have had at least some part in it. As this post shows, my experiences have been negative for the most part so the shift recently is such a relief I cannot even begin to explain my gratitude.

So to anyone who read all of this and hasn't disintegrated from the male bullshit, thank you. Keep being yourself and fighting for your place in this fandom, esp if you're a young woman; keep making fun of the creeps and keep making wlw memes!! Babymetal's music is in such a huge way meant for girls and to see more and more finding their way to this previously hellish beyond belief fandom is incredible.

[aquilasmoon]

The Knight Family

Patrick Knight

Full Name - Patrick Neil Knight

Birthday - 10th November 1971

Sexuality - Straight

Role in Family - Father

Age at beginning of story - 48

Juliet Knight (nee Evergreen)

Full Name - Juliet Lily Knight (nee Evergreen)

Birthday - 13th April 1972

Sexuality - Straight

Role in family - Mother

Age at beginning of story - 47

Francis Knight

Full Name - Francis "Fran" Serina Knight

Birthday - 6th December 1993

Sexuality - Bisexual

Role in family - Oldest child

Age at the beginning of story - 26

Alice Knight

Full Name - Alice Rose Knight

Birthday - 6th December 1993

Sexuality - Strsight

Role in family - Second oldest child

Age at beginning of story - 26

Samantha Knight

Full Name - Samantha "Sam" Rachel Knight

Birthday - 19th February 1995

Sexuality - Bisexual

Role in family - Middle child

Age at beginning of story - 24

Hope Knight

Full Name - Hope Olivia Knight

Birthday - 13th October 2000

Sexuality - Asexual

Role in family - Second youngest child

Age at beginning of story - 19

Chase Knight

Full Name - Chase Roman Knight

Birthday - 15th December 2003

Sexuality - Gay

Role in Family - Youngest child

Age at beginning of story - 16

Information

Patrick Knight and Juliet Evergreen were high school sweethearts. They were your typical teenage love story. Most popular in school, and prom king and queen. They got married at 19 and at 21 they had their first birth. Two twin daughters named Francis and Alice.

A year later they had their second daughter Samantha and decided that three girls was enough for them.

They brought the girls up close and throughout their childhood they were irrespirable. Fran and Alice were parically close. The two girls loved each other, they were each other's best friend and this often left Sam feeling left out. This led Sam into misbehaving to get her family's attention. She became angry whenever the twins would do something without her, even if it was something neither of them could control like joining school a year before her. Because of her anger, Alice and Fran tended to keep away from her and wouldn't want to play with her by the time she was able to join school, making Sam even more mad and lonely.

Sam was over the moon when her parents told them that they were pregnant again and hoped that her new brother or sister could be her new friend.

Unfortunately, her parents didn't let her be with Hope much when she was first born. They didn't want her to act up and scare the baby. Francis and Alice spent most of their time playing with baby Hope and trying to get her to laugh, once again leaving Sam out.

By the time Hope had been born, Patrick and Juliet felt bored. They didn't want another kid and were tired enough by having to deal with the other three. They became even more infuriated when Juliet fell pregnant again five years later. Still, despite their desire to have no more kids they still tried to raise all five of them as best as they could.

The Family lived in a 5 bedroom house in Wales by the beaches. In this house the majority of the ground floor was taken up by the kitchen, with the only other room there being a bedroom which belonged to Sam. On the first floor was the main bathroom, the twins room and the living room. The second floor had Juliet and Patrick's shared room along with Hopes right next to their and Chase with the box room.

Sam had always liked her room. With where it was in the house it meant that she didn't have to interact with her family much. She had the kitchen right at her doorstep and never really would ever need to go upstairs if it wasn't for the bathroom. Having her room on the ground floor and her parents on the top also made it easier for her to sneak out of the house without anyone noticing. The family could go a week with only seeing Sam during family meals which Juliet and Patrick insisted they had every evening.

Both twins grew up with big ambitions in their life. With Samantha acting like she was they were determined to prove to their parents thag they were better and that Sam wasn't a reflection on any bad parenting. They both tried hard in school and got amazing grades. Francis planned to become a writer while Alice wanted to be an actress, they knew thag they were hard industries to get into but both truly believed that they could do it together.

On top of thag they also helped with looking after Hope and Chase. They would babysit without question and with their parents obviously growing tired of the whole parenting thing they made sure that both of them got the same opportunity's they did like taking them to after school clubs. But when they went off to university their parents didn't bother carrying on sending them to the clubs anymore. Luckily for Hope, she had just joined High school and had her own bus pass to get herself around.

With the twins gone it felt as if Juliet and Patrick had given up in their other three kids. Family dinners were no more and they didn't even bother picking Chase up from school anymore, Samantha started picking him up and dropping him off herself as she had the free time by skipping her lessons at college.

During the time that the twins are away, Patrick and Juliet do the minimum of amount of work they have to. Hope had started to follow in Sams footsteps and misbehaves during school but doesn't seem to care considering she knows her parents won't. She also goes out with her friends a lot leaving Chase alone in the house a lot while he's only eight.

When the twins come back after their first year and see what has become of their family Fran suggests that they spend their next year at home so they can look after their family. Alice disagrees and says that it's not her problem and it won't do her any good not going back to uni. Alice believes that they have done their bit and shouldn't have to look after everyone when they can become successful.

When September comes around, Alice is the only one out of the two to go back to uni. Patrick and Juliet are furious at Fran for dropping out and call her ungrateful. They told her that if she wanted to play the parent so much then she should and refused to do anything for their kids. This made it easier for Sam and Hope who became close by Sam teaching Hope how to do make up and roll a cigarette and buying her booze. Meanwhile Chase became incredibly clingy from being left alone too many times. He wouldn't want to go into school because he was scared thag nobody would be there to pick him up and he rarely left Frans side and even spent a lot of nights sleeping on Alices old bed because he felt rejected by everyone else.

Fran takes up a few side jobs to try to pay for essentials. Luckily for her, their parents still live with them so they still payed the rent, water bill and electict but every thing else was up for Fran to buy. Hope and Sam didn't have jobs so whenever they wanted money they would go to Fran, and if Fran didn't have any money to give then they would steal off their parents. Fran knew about this but didn't bother telling them off or not to do it. She knew it would go nowhere and if she was honest she would rather them steal from them than her.

When Alice graduated none of her siblings were there. Patrick and Juliet had banned them all from attending but told Alice that they didn't want to go. Alice felt betrayed by her siblings and got into an argument with Fran about it that night. She didn't belive thag her parents would live to her.

The next morning on June 16th 2014, Fran woke up to a note stuck on her bedroom door with an envelop full of money and different bills. The note said that her parents and Alice had gone off for a two week trip to America and would be back soon.

Fran didn't think anything of it at the time.

Two weeks passed and they still hadn't come back. They wouldn't for another six years.

During those six years Fran had managed to get through to Hope and Sam pretty early on. Sam agreed to get a job and they both started to help out more. Hope started working on her school and ended up doing reallt well in her GCSEs. Their main motivation was proving to their parents that they're not failures.

Chase has started high school and was doing average. He wasn't as bad as Hope and Sam but wasn't as good as Fran and Alice.

After a year they began to run out of money and were evicted from their home. They brought a one bedroom flat not far away so Hope and Chase could continue with school. They had to sell a lot of their things and all ended up sharing one room while sleeping on matresses on the floor.

When Hope left school she got a job straight away and went into a science course for college. Fran bad ended up giving up on her dream of becoming a writer and Sam knew that she wouldn't bet a career with her grades. Hope doesn't go to uni because they can't afford it.

On January 1st 2020, Alice comes knocking on their door. Fran is ready to kick her out before she tells her that their parents had been wrongfully accused of several murders and she needed their help to clear their name.

I am fully aware that the actors don't really look that much like siblings but i did the best i could.

Also Emília is three years older then Alicia and Lily but we're just going to ignore that.

The Knight family are the main character in a book i've decided to write called The Knight Trial. So here's some info on them and their backstory.

Also now after writing all of this I low-key wanna start writing one shots about their life before the murders.

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"Look, this is what you get for COMPLAINING about my face masks," she shrugs, though there's a hint of a grin on her face at the response. She misses this, them just being siblings, and June is aware that there has been a lot going on in both of their lives, but still.

Her expression softens a little at his next words and she puts the slice of pizza down, tilting her head to the side. "As in...the maintaining a relationship part of it, or the part where you're dating a prince?"

“Okay, first of all, that’s so gross,” Alex complains, tossing one of the facemask packets at June as she settles on his bed, “and second of all, Bug, please don’t talk about Henry’s dick in conjunction with banana-flavoured things, because you will put me off his dick for life — and I happen to like his dick.”

But yeah, he’s grateful June thought to bring facemasks at all.

“I don’t get embarrassed by photos any more,” he snorts, throwing a spare slice of olive at her, “don’t forget, I had braces during the first campaign.” Ugh. Maybe if he fakes enough confidence, June will give up? You wanna talk? The simple answer is fuck no, but the truthful answer might be yeah, okay. “Just… this whole relationship thing is so much more complicated than I thought it was going to be.”

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dog, sender's dog pulls them in receiver's direction. - ( Henry ) @fatedtruths

June wouldn't necessarily consider herself a DOG PERSON, but she can appreciate the cuteness of one, especially since David is basically part of the family now. Her lips curve into a grin as she finds the dog running towards her at full speed ( whatever that means for him ) with Henry following behind on the leash.

Her grin widens when she can tell that this obviously isn't THE PLAN, and Henry's slightly panicked expression makes her laugh as she opens her arm for her brother's boyfriend to break his speed, making sure neither of them gets knocked over.

"Bet you didn't expect me, huh?" She laughs, eventually bending down to pat David. "Just wanted to check in you know, to make sure your family hasn't locked either of you in a tower,"

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● — [sender] and [receiver] decorate a christmas tree - ( Alex ) @goldenboybarracuda

June's come to New York early, both to see Henry and Alex, and Percy. And besides: Christmas time in New York is NICE. She's a Texas girl through and through, but she can't deny that the cold temperatures and snow make the whole Christmas experience a little more authentic.

"I can't believe you kept THESE. Or did mom make you take them?" She pulls out a few ornaments that she clearly remembers making in elementary school, and that look the part, too. Despite the lack of finesse, they give her a warm feeling though, that travels from her chest through the rest of her body.

"Hey, if you're proposing to Henry on Christmas you better have asked Bea and Pez for permission," June then adds with a grin, elbowing him in the side gently. "If not, there's still time."

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❆ to tease my muse - ( Percy ) @leschanceux

Contrary to popular belief, it's not just her brother and his boyfriend who can make sure they have a little FUN at these charity events. June doesn't mind them, because they're actually doing something good, but sadly most of the money still comes from middle aged, white men, whose company she usually avoids if possible. It's exactly the reason she's sidled up to Percy right now, standing maybe a little closer than necessary, her lips curved into a smile.

"I figured you should know," She then says, taking a sip fo her champagne, "that I am wearing the lingerie you sent me last week. The lace does feel AMAZING on my skin."

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✦ to finger my muse - ( Nora ) @leschanceux

The lake house is one of June's favorite places. It's even MORE her favorite when she gets to bring her friends along, and especially a favorite when she gets to have Nora to herself. The rest of them, Alex, Henry, Pez and Bea, won't be arriving until tomorrow, which means nobody's there to restrict them to a bedroom.

Which is ALSO why they're stretched out in one of the sun chairs, with two of June's fingers inside Nora, while her thumb rubs lazily over the other woman's clit. It's warm and comfortable and it feels so much like HOME that June leans down to kiss her, catching a moan that falls from Nora's lips easily. "We should always be naked..." She mutters, crooking her fingers just a little. "We'd never get anything done, but that's a sacrifice I'm willing to make..."

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✧ — [sender] bumps into [receiver] under mistletoe - ( Nora ) @leschanceux

"Fancy seeing YOU here." The thing is: it's more an open secret that they're sort of/kind of/maybe seeing each other, along with Percy, between their closest friends, but that means they can't really put on too much PDA at the White House Christmas party. Still, June wouldn't be June if she'd let this chance slip by, so she turns her head towards the other woman, offering her cheek for a kiss, lips curved into a slight smile.

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“I really want pizza right now, think it’s open?” - ( Alex ) @leschanceux

"Like...the kitchen?" June asks, and the whole thing takes a lot longer than it should to process in her head. They're both a little buzzed from the drinks they've been having, and have somehow ended up in June's room. She doesn't know WHAT TIME it is, but there's always someone there to cook for them. "We can just ring them up," She points out and reaches for her phone, draped halfway across Alex' legs for a moment, before returning to her position.

"Hey," June pauses, eyeing her brother for a moment as she types in the number without even looking. "WHY do you hate Henry so much? Because those pictures released by the palace aren't fooling ANYONE. Or well. Maybe. But not me. You guys look like you're about to murder each other."

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"I figured you'd like flavors that resemble the shape of things you like having in your mouth lately," She quips back, settling down onto the bed. It's 'be grateful i even got some at all you dick' but worded in a very JUNE WAY, and she knows Alex appreciates it, despite the complaining.

"You sure about that?" She asks around a mouthful of pizza, "I can dig up some other embarrassing photos." She has plenty of them and really, he should knows she's not afraid to use them. June takes another bite and leans against the pillows, eyeing her brother. "You wanna talk about what's bothering you?"

"I figured you'd like flavors that resemble the shape of things you like having in your mouth lately," She quips back, settling down onto the bed. It's 'be grateful i even got some at all you dick' but worded in a very JUNE WAY, and she knows Alex appreciates it, despite the complaining.

"You sure about that?" She asks around a mouthful of pizza, "I can dig up some other embarrassing photos." She has plenty of them and really, he should knows she's not afraid to use them. June takes another bite and leans against the pillows, eyeing her brother. "You wanna talk about what's bothering you?"

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"You know, that's ABSOLUTELY FAIR. He spoils him. Just like you spoil my brother," June grins in response, bending down to scratch the dog behind the ears, before rising to Henry's level again, leaning in to press a kiss to his cheek.

"It's good to see you, too." Her voice is a little softer as she speaks, looking at him, as if to figure out if anything is off. Call it sisterly instincts, maybe. She knows neither Alex nor Henry are very fond of staying at the palace, though it's necessary sometimes, June understands. "Now, are you taking me to lunch? Because I'm starving,"

really he should have just let go , he knows david was only going to june . one of david's favourite people, really . cheeks slightly pink from running along behind his dog , and he lets out an embarrassed little laugh when june broke his speed and then david , the muppet , nearly trips them both over in his excitement . and he finally just lets go of the lead , it was just getting in the way .

" well he certainly didn't."  he huffed , pushing his fingers through his hair as he caught his breath .   " he used to be perfectly behaved ,  i personally blame your brother ."

something warm wrapped around him at the idea that june was her just to see if he was okay . his smile somehow both wide and shy . like he still couldn't quite believe there was this whole family of people who cared about him . " they haven't yet , but you can never be too sure . " he ducked down then , to finally reclaim david's lead .   " it's good to see you. "