#Eric&Nasira

[twisted-x-hearts]

Was bored, so compiled a list of the relatives now revealed in TWST.

Potential Spoilers below.

First up, we have Leona's nephew, Cheka Kingscholar and the source of Leona's angst. Based of off Simba from The Lion King.

Next up is Jamil's little sister, Najma Viper. Believed to be based of off Jafar's sister Nasira from the PS1 game Nasira's revenge.

After that, we have Meemaw Felmier, A.K.A Marja, the Sledding Champion. A picture you find duirng the Harveston Event shows her looking identical to Epel in her youth, meaning this could be Epel's future as a sweet little old grandpa.

Speaking of grandparents, we have Sebek's grandfather, Baul Zigvolt (I know the English Translation has it as 'Baur' as in 'Briar', but being named after one of the most powerful demons in the Ars Goetia sounds much cooler and fits with Maleficant's raven being named Diabolo/Diaval so!) It'll be intersting to see if we ever meet him in the modern era, while we know he's probably where some of Sebek's internalised anti-humanisms come from, I do like to imagine meeting him and he's sporting a comfy cardigan and moustache.

Next up is Deuce's sweet mother, Dilla Spade! A delivery woman in town, she's done her best to raise Deuce the best she can.

Another parent we've now encountered, Eric Venue, Vil's very doting and supportive father and celebrity in his own right!

And the last parents, Mr and Mrs Shroud. Can't you just see the family respemblance?

[sdr2lovemail]

Fun fact : Ariel might be one of the only disney princesses to have a daughter in the Direct to video movie, The little mermaid 2 : return to the sea. who has a daughter with prince eric named melody.

this movie also reveals the ursla has a sister named morgana

Also a fun fact, Jafar has a sister named

Nasira, who only appeared in a pc and Playstation game named, Disney's Aladdin in Nasira's Revenge. and has never been mentioned or seen outside the game.

Huh I actually didn’t know some of this stuff. Thanks for the fun facts!

I think my family used to have a copy of the little mermaid 2 on vhs. I haven’t seen it in years tho.

[thetwstwildcard]

Working on a big Halloween piece for my girls (and female professors)

So my girls dressed as princes/guys from their dorm inspiration

Catherine: Mad Hatter

Veil: Prince Eric

Kiara: I need to figure out, Lion King

Lovette: Prince Phillip

Nasira: Aladdin

Emery: Prince Florian

Galatea: Hercules

Catrina: Ernesto

Sarafina: Might make her Prince Adam

Elysia: Phoebus

Araceli: Miguel

[theimpossiblescheme]

After binging clips of the Royal Ballet’s Alice in Wonderland, I decided to go back into SqirlzMorph and recreate Steven McRae’s castmates as Jellicle Cats with suitably Elliot-esque names!  I hope these don’t look too cursed, and I hope everyone likes them!

Bonus morph for McRae’s frequent pas de deux partner, Sarah Lamb as Sempronia the Primadonna Cat:

[gadgetgirl71]

Amazon First Reads for April 2020

Here we are again, it’s time to choose one of eight books that Amazon First Reads lets Amazon Prime Members download for free. At the moment I seem to be downloading more free books than ever. I wonder if it’s my mind trying to get off what is happening around the world, lets just hope that I start to read more quickly.

This months book choices are:

Psychological Suspense

What we Forget to Bury by Martin Montgomery, Pages: 439, Publication Date: 1 May 2020

synopsis: Truth and deceit blur as one woman’s desperation twists into another’s desire for revenge in this mind-bending psychological novel.

Charlotte Coburn has a tragically dark past. But she’s safe now. She lives in a gated community, protected from danger. When teenager Elle knocks at her door looking for shelter during a particularly severe storm, the woman can’t help but think how lucky Elle’s been to have found someone as friendly as her. Except Elle chose her door on purpose…

She knows all about Charlotte’s secrets because they ruined her family and her life. And it is time that everyone else knew. But Charlotte’s past has left a dark void in her life, so she is concocting her own vicious plan, convinced that Elle can help fill that void.

As events unfold, the truth unravels and pulls both women into a dangerous game that will leave you wondering, Who’s the villain?

Contemporary Fiction

Little White Secrets by Carol Mason, Pages 33, Publication Date: 1 May 2020

Synopsis: A daughter pushing the limits. A marriage ready to crack. A secret that can break them.

For Emily Rossi, life may not be perfect, but it’s pretty close. She has a great career, a house in the country, a solid marriage to Eric and two wonderful children—tennis superstar Daniel and quiet, sensitive Zara. But when her fourteen-year-old daughter brings home a toxic new best friend, Emily’s seemingly perfect family starts to spiral out of control.

Suddenly Zara is staying out late, taking drugs and keeping bad company. And just when Emily needs Eric to be an involved father, he seems too wrapped up with his job in London to care. What’s more, he’s started drinking again.

When a dark secret from the past emerges, Emily’s life is turned upside down. Struggling to protect the people she loves, can she save her damaged family? Doing so may mean keeping a secret of her own…

Thriller

The Girl Beneath the Sea by Andrew Mayner, Pages: 328, Publication Date: 1 May 2020

Synopsis: For a Florida police diver, danger rises to the surface in an adventurous thriller by the Wall Street Journal bestselling author of The Naturalist.

Coming from scandalous Florida treasure hunters and drug smugglers, Sloan McPherson is forging her own path, for herself and for her daughter, out from under her family’s shadow. An auxiliary officer for Lauderdale Shores PD, she’s the go-to diver for evidence recovery. Then Sloan finds a fresh kill floating in a canal—a woman whose murky history collides with Sloan’s. Their troubling ties are making Sloan less a potential witness than a suspect. And her colleagues aren’t the only ones following every move she makes. So is the killer.

Stalked by an assassin, pitted against a ruthless cartel searching for a lost fortune, and under watch within her ranks, Sloan has only one ally: the legendary DEA agent who put Sloan’s uncle behind bars. He knows just how deep corruption runs—and the kind of danger Sloan is in. To stay alive, Sloan must stay one step ahead of her enemies—both known and unknown—and a growing conspiracy designed to pull her under.

Science Fiction

A Girl from Nowhere by James Maxwell, Pages: 442, Publication Date: 1 May 2020

Synopsis: Surrounded by fire, a girl with mysterious powers and a young warrior search for safety.

Life in the wasteland is a constant struggle. No one knows it better than Taimin. Crippled, and with only his indomitable aunt to protect him, Taimin must learn to survive in a world scorched by two suns and frequented by raiders.

But when Taimin discovers his homestead ransacked and his aunt killed, he sets off with one mission: to seek revenge against those who stole everything. With nowhere to call home, his hunt soon takes a turn when he meets a mystic, Selena, who convinces him to join her search for the fabled white city. Taimin and Selena both need refuge, and the white city is a place where Taimin may find someone to heal his childhood injury.

As they avoid relentless danger, Taimin and Selena attempt to reach the one place that promises salvation. And they can only hope that the city is the haven they need it to be…

Romance

Love on Beach Avenue by Jennifer Probst, Pages: 310, Publication Date: 1 May 2020

Synopsis: True love is in the details for the Jersey shore’s premier wedding planner in this heart-swooning series about big dreams and happy endings from New York Times bestselling author Jennifer Probst.

Avery Sunshine might not have a soul mate of her own, but she still believes in happily ever after—for her clients. Making dreams come true is her business at Sunshine Bridal, which she runs with her two sisters. When her best friend announces her engagement, Avery is thrilled to take charge of the giddy bride-to-be’s big day. Less thrilling? Her best friend’s arrogant and demanding brother, who just so happens to be the man of honour.

Carter Ross’s first instinct: call 911. He promised to always take care of his impulsive little sister, and he honors that vow. Even if it means taking over her wedding, where he is sure Avery will fail. At best, Avery is unpredictable. At worst, if she’s anything like the spitfire of a college girl he remembers, the main event could run wild.

With Avery and Carter wrestling for control, tempers heat up. So does the spark of attraction they’re fighting with every kiss. As the wedding draws near, it’s time to reconcile a rocky past and make a decision that could change everyone’s lives. Because what they’re rebelling against looks a lot like love.

Contemporary Fiction

Stories We Never Told by Sonja Yoerg, Pages: 328, Publication Date: 1 May 2020

Synopsis: From the Amazon Charts and Washington Post bestselling author of True Places comes a suspenseful novel of love, secrets, and obsession.

Psychology professor Jackie Strelitz thinks she’s over Harlan Crispin, her ex-lover and colleague. Why should she care if Harlan springs a new “friend” on her? After all, Jackie has everything she ever wanted: a loving husband and a thriving career. Still, she can’t help but be curious about Harlan’s latest.

Nasira Amari is graceful, smart, and appallingly young. Worse, she’s the newest member of Jackie’s research team. For five years, Harlan enforced rules limiting his relationship with Jackie. With Nasira, he’s breaking every single one. Why her?

Fixated by the couple, Jackie’s curiosity becomes obsession. But she soon learns that nothing is quite what it seems and that to her surprise—and peril—she may not be the only one who can’t let go.

Literary Fiction

Meadowlark by Melanie Abrams, Pages: 238, Publication Date: 1 May 2020

Synopsis: A haunting novel about the lasting effects of childhood trauma and the resulting choices we make for our children.

After growing up in an austere spiritual compound, two teenagers, Simrin and Arjun, escape and go their separate ways. Years later, Simrin receives an email from Arjun. As they reconnect, Simrin learns that he has become the charismatic leader of Meadowlark, a commune in the Nevada desert that allows children to discover their “gifts.”

In spite of their fractured relationship, Simrin, a photojournalist, agrees to visit Meadowlark to document its story. She arrives at the commune with her five-year-old daughter in tow and soon realizes there is something disturbing about Arjun’s beliefs concerning children and their unusual abilities. When she discovers that the commune is in the midst of a criminal investigation, her unease grows deeper still.

As tensions with police heighten, Arjun’s wife begins to make plans of her own, fearing the exposure the investigation might bring for her and her children. Both mothers find themselves caught in a desperate situation, and as the conflict escalates, everyone involved must make painful—and potentially tragic—choices that could change their worlds forever.

Gripping and beautifully crafted, Meadowlark explores the power and danger of being extraordinary and what it means to see and be seen.

Children’s Picture Book

Bear & Fred (A World War II Story) by Iris Argaman, Pages: 47, Publication Date: 1 May 2020

Synopsis: Based on true events and beautifully illustrated, this is the story of a friendship that will last forever—told by Fred’s best friend, his beloved teddy bear.

During World War II, Fred must leave his home and live in hiding, apart from the rest of his family, but he always keeps Bear by his side. Bear knows it’s his job to take care of Fred and make sure he doesn’t feel alone.

After the war, Fred and his family are reunited and leave Holland for the United States. And still Bear is with him. When Fred grows up, he and Bear part for the first time when Bear is sent to Yad Vashem—the World Holocaust Remembrance Center in Israel, where this book was first published—to show the power of hope, friendship, and love.

I felt Fred’s small hand grab me. He patted me and whispered, “Bear, I won’t leave you here all by yourself. You are my best friend.”

*** Which book will you choose? I decided to go for Love on Beach Avenue. ***

[cartoonfangirl1218]

Winner’s Curse Prologue

Note: Thanks to @edream93 who gave me the “crazy” suggestion to stop lagging on one of my old fics and do something new and for encouragement in this beginning prologue. This is going to deal with more potential fae problems in Auradon and the villain’s dire living conditions on the Isle. Hope you enjoy. 

2 weeks after Cotillion 

“Everyone shut up!” Queen Nerissa commanded loudly banging her fist on Queen Grimhilde’s table so that the assembled villains would pipe down about how they were missing their latest soaps or needed at their shops.

She surveyed those present. Each with their own skills and ruthlessness that would be useful when the time came for them to invade Auradon.

At her right, sitting on her throne since she refused to sit at the dinner table with the rest of the villains was Queen Grimhilde, filing her nails.

At the head of the long, dusty, unused dinner table was Dr. Facilier in a heated debate with Ursula next to him. Going over past grudges and insults no doubt. They’d had a complicated history since Ursula’s accidental pregnancy resulting in twins.

Further down the table next to Ursula was Morgain Le Fey conferring with Circe. They were newcomers to the Isle. Just arrived six months ago as part of King Adam’s second crackdown following his spawn’s coronation so neither showed the signs of defeat and neglect in their appearance as other villains had. Both were impeccably dressed, the rot of the Isle had not touched them when it came to physical beauty. Their long black locks were free of tangles and they managed to maintain the velvet robes that they had come with so that the patches and faded material were not visible. And their skin remained perfectly pale and smooth.

Which was more than Queen Nerissa could say for Mother Gothel who sat across from them scowling enviously. She looked reminiscent of a gargoyle with her frizzy hair and wrinkles that were deeply entrenched into her forehead despite her vigorous use of a anti-aging cream that she had found among the Auradonian’s leftovers.

Next to Mother Gothel were three of Agrabah’s formerly most powerful sorcerers, Jafar, his sister, Nasira and Mozenrath. Jafar and Mozenrath had been going at it, arguing over who was more powerful and who humiliated Aladdin more while Nasira sat in the middle of them rubbing her temples at their infantile fighting.

Squished between Dr. Facilier and Mozenrath was Yzma, the former advisor of Emperor Kuzco and formerly a kitten before her banishment to the Isle. She seemed to be praying for a bottle of wine if she had to deal with these people and was mumbling something about cow potions under her breath.

At the other end of the table was Queen La, impatiently tapping her ragged nails on the table. She hadn’t aged so drastically as the others- keeping fit by hunting animals in the Isle’s jungle area allowed her to look almost pretty in her skimpy hyena fur bikini. But age had taken its toll on the immortal Atlantean too, crow’s feet were creasing her angry cyan eyes.

The villains immediately quieted down at Nerissa’s action but still harshly glared at the interruption of their tirades. 

Queen Nerissa paid the glares no mind. They were harmless, just delusional blowhards still yakking about their evilness even though none of them had their magic anymore. Or even muscles to punch someone to the ground. They were pathetic, aging mortals griping about their glory days.

Well that was all going to change.

Giving a steely glare back at them, Queen Nerissa looked at each of them in the eye as she began her explanation for why she had brought the 11 of them to Queen Grimhilde’s castle.

“If any of you cared to figure out why I’ve called you here, look around. We all have something in common here. Something that no other villain in this forsaken place possessed.”

“More brains than Gaston?” Yzma suggested, rubbing back the wilted flower attached to her hat. She had a recent confrontation with that lug head when Dr. Facilier made her pick up Zevon from Dragon Hall after Gaston Jr. mummified him with his own leather coat and stuff him in the garbage pile. It was humiliating to have such a louse for a son. And pummeled by an idiot like Gaston’s spawn!

“More evilness.” Jafar half-heartedly guessed, slouching in his seat and rubbing his hungry stomach. He wished he could be back at his shop with some moldy baklava.

Dr. Facilier took a discreet glance around, absentmindedly his useless shadow cards in his hands. “Hmmm” he hummed, his voice transitioning to its infamous velvety tone, “I believe what la reine is implying is that we all had magic.”

“Yes.” Queen Nerissa cut in shortly with a curt nod in the voodoo man’s general direction, “We all had magic before we were sent to this hellhole.” “So what?” Ursula interrupted.

Queen Nerissa tensed, glaring at Ursula until the hefty sea witch rolled her eyes and made a dismissive “continue” motion with one of her tentacles. “King Adam may have stopped us from using magic with his little dome around the Isle, but Maleficent and Ursula’s brats have done something useful. They have broken the barrier twice. They have weakened it enough so we may have a chance to gain some power back.”

It was almost comically that at her last claim, all the villains leaned forward in unison waiting for her to explain.

“I have invited you all here to join my coven. With the barrier weakened, little spurts of magic can come into the Isle and we can practice here, growing and combining our powers until we can break the barrier from within. And from there, we invade Auradon for a glorious, bloody new reign.” Queen Nerissa exclaimed proudly.

The other villains looked toward each other, evil smirks spreading across their faces, minds alight with visions of revenge.

“We can have King Beast grovel at our knees!” Circe gasped. She had been particularly vengeful toward the former king for throwing her on the Isle despite various Auradonian citizens vouching for her to stay in the U.S.A. and that she had reformed. 

“And his head decapitated on a ship mast.” Ursula added, protectively touching her stomach where Prince Eric once stabbed her.

The only one not joining in the happy atmosphere was Queen La. The former queen was stonily glaring at Queen Nerissa as if assessing for the best way to rip out her jugular.

“Your coven?” she growled, slicing the excitement to dead silence. The other villains’ happy grins faded away s they realizing the meaning behind that possessive word and Mozenrath and Morgain Le Fey got up, looking ready to fight.

“I meant, my coven as in it was my idea.” Queen Nerissa began to explain.

“I will not work under your coven. I am the Queen of Opar.” Queen La got up, fists clenching as she strode towards her. Mozonroth sat down with a satisfied smirk at the thought of the coming catfight. 

“Was queen!” Queen Nerissa cut in but Queen La continued her furious complaints. 

“I am Queen. I magicked my own kingdom. I brought rain. I had an army of leopards who when they rebelled, I disintegrate into dust. I fought Tarzan three times and he, not once, was he able to kill me.” 

“Just put your soul into a rat body.” Yzma snickered.

Queen Nerissa began backing away to Queen Grimhilde’s throne as Queen La reached throat-grabbing distance, “I was not defeated by a little princess by losing my balance and falling off a building. I will not work under someone who is my inferior!”

Queen Nerissa didn’t bother to defend that she had been stabbed before falling off a building as Queen La’s sharp nails aimed at her face when Queen Grimilde threw a box in between them.

The shoe box clattered to the ground and out scurried a small purple lizard.

“What is that!? Is it poisonous?” Mother Gothel screeched, getting up on the table with Circe and Nasira.

“That’s Maleficent.” Queen Grimhilde answered, shoving between a momentarily shocked Nerissa and La.

“Can we keep this meeting moving along? I need eight hours of beauty sleep a day.” Without a big display, Queen Grimhilde pulled out a vial of bright pink liquid and threw it at the lizard that was running under the table causing several villainesses to screech with uncharacteristic fear. The lizard began to grow and morph into the familiar, formerly petrifying figure of Maleficent.

“So our magic potions can work?” Yzma whispered joyfully.  

Flinging her head back so that her horns almost stabbed Dr. Facilier’s hat, Maleficent stretched and cracked her bones before turning to face Queen Grimhilde. “About time!” she huffed and turned her attention to the other villains.

“Scared of a common lizard, no wonder you were defeated by royals. You’re just as soft as them.”

“Hey, I have a right to be scared. Didn’t Nasira’s daughter almost die from some lizard bite last month?” Circe questioned.

“It wasn’t a poisonous lizard, it was just the infection from the bite. Though I think she was being a bit over dramatic about it if you ask me.” Nasira said, “Just because I don’t have medicine to treat a wound doesn’t mean she was “dying” or whatever.”

Maleficent snorted derisively to signal a topic change, “And La, you were defeated by a half-witted gorilla man and his British twat of a wife. Your soul was in a rat’s body before you came here. You don’t have the staff that allowed you to have a kingdom or bring down rain. You don’t have any claim to being someone’s superior....Now as for the coven, it will not be ruled by Nerissa, it will be ruled by-” 

“Not you.” Queen Nerissa moved next to Maleficent, away from her safe spot next to the throne. “You’ve been gone for months, Malfi.” 

She smirked at Maleficent’s clenched scowl, “You’re no longer the Queen of the Isle and with your daughter turning out to be as big of a goody goody as Aurora I don’t think you have any claim to being the Mistress of all Evil.”

“Exactly.” Queen Grimhilde agreed, glaring at Maleficent to respond, “As a coven, we shall have no ruler. Just a common goal. Bring King Adam to his knees and kill the royals that have foiled our plans and ruined our lives far too many times.”

“How do we know you won’t try to take the power for yourselves?” Jafar challenged.

“How will we know that you won’t?” Queen Grimhilde shot back.

“He’s too weak to be able to do such a thing. He’s nothing without his cobra staff.” Mozonroth said. “Why you-” Jafar reached to strangle him when Morgain Le Fey waved her arms and the two dueling sorcerers split apart with a force pushing them to the walls.

With a satisfied smile Morgain Le Fey confirmed, “We can use some of our former magic. And as the only one here who has been in a coven before, you should know that covens work without a ruler. Just one common goal as Grimhilde said.”

The rest of the villains seemed to begrudgingly accept that explanation so Morgain continued to talk.

“Even without our wands or staffs, we can still use alchemy. Ursula, your powers are derived from the sea right? You don’t need your necklace.”

Ursula nodded, “I would prefer to have my necklace but yeah I can do it.”

“Jafar? Nasira?” She turned to the Agrabahans.

“We can try to go back to the old fashioned magic until we can have our objects back again.” Nasira answered as Jafar got up and shuffled back to his seat, wiping himself of imaginary dust.

“La?”

“Queen La. I’m fine without my staff. I was a High Priestess before I became queen.”

“Mother Gothel?”

“I can use old spells.” Mother Gothel answered.

“Good. Then we can all be useful in this coven.” Morgain said. “The most powerful magic users on the Isle. And soon to be most powerful rulers of Auradon.”

“What about Madam Mim? If we are going to have all the magic users, shouldn’t we include her?” Dr. Facilier questioned.

“A coven either has three people or thirteen people.” Queen Nerissa said, “Besides do you really want to work with that madwoman?”

None of the villains volunteered to continue with that suggestion.

“No leader?” Maleficent hissed through clenched teeth. “You’re saying that we’re all equals.”

“In the coven at least.” Queen Nerissa said, “I was thinking on the Isle...we can be at the top of the food chain. After all, we have powers. The others don’t. They should all bow to us.”

Maleficent smirked, “That would be good.”

“So we’re all in agreement. We work together until we take over Auradon. In the meanwhile, dominate the Isle.” Queen Grimhilde clapped her hands and some of Maleficent’s goblins came in carrying trays with unfermented wine.

When Maleficent looked at her incredulously, Queen Grimhilde just shrugged, “You were gone. So I took them.”

The villains took their seats at the table, and clinked glasses to their coming takeover of Auradon.

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A List of All of the Characters that I Use In My Fics/Drawings

Okay, as a precursor to this list, this includes canon characters who’s names/ages I’ve altered, though it should be fairly obvious who’s who. OCs will be bolded, canon character will be italicised, and characters who I’m not even sure are canon are not have both. Numbers in (these) are how old they are in D1, in [these] are in D2, and in {these} are old they are in D3. Also I’m going to be suffering as I make individual tags for all of these kids. And I’ll reblog this post with updates about certain as they happen.

Peyton Armstrong (Son of Peter Armstrong [One of Clayton’s Men]) (14 [15] {16})

Merle Ambrosius (Son of Merlin Ambrosius) (10 [11] {12})

Jacob “Jackie” Alvey (Child of Prince James [Sofia the First]) (13 [14] {15})

Reza Baddour (Son of Raem Baddour [Former Astronomer of Agrabah]) (16 [17] {18})

Harold “Harry” Badun (Son of Horace) (16 [17] {18})

Jason “Jace” Badun (Son of Jasper) (16 [17] {18})

Edward “Eddie” Balthazar (Son of Edgar Balthazar) (15 [16] {17})

Aria Barnes (Daughter of Eric and Ariel) (16 [17] {18})

Melody Barnes (Daughter of Eric and Ariel) (22 [23] {24})

Léon Bartlett (Son of Lawrence Bartlett) (14 [15] {16})

Hermione “Hermie” Bing (Daughter of the Ringmaster) (15 [16] {17})

Byrn Bones (Child of Brom Bones) (13 [14] {15})

Amour Bonfamille (Child of Adelaide Bonfamille) (10 [11] {12})

Ghufran Bousaid (Child of Gazeem) (13 [14] {15})

Ale Bosco (Child of Stromboli) (13 [14] {15})

Opal Bourgeois (Child of Mama Odie) (15 [16] {17})

Nadine Campos (Daughter of Tiana and Naveen) (16 [17] {18})

Timothy “Tim” Campos (Son of Tiana and Naveen)] (22 [23] {24})

Chad Charming (Son of Cinderella)  (16 [17] {18})

Lilith Chaykovsky (Child of Chernabog) (14 [15] {16})

Wesley “Clay” Clayton (Son of Clayton) (16 [17] {18})

Whitney Clayton (Daughter of Waltham Clayton) (8 [9] {10})

Pierino “Pin” Collodi (Son of Pinocchio) (13 [14] {15})

Elizabeth “Eliza” Darling (Daughter of Daniel and Margarita, Granddaughter of Edwin and Edward, Great-Granddaughter of Kilian and Jane, Great-Great-Granddaughter of Wendy and Edward) (16 [17] {18})

Morgan Darling (Child of Daniel and Margarita, Grandchild of Edwin and Edward, Great-Grandchild of Kilian and Jane, Great-Great-Grandchild of Wendy and Edward) (15 [16] {17})

Danielle d'Arque (Daughter of Monsieur d’Arque) (8 [9] {10})

Thalassis “Thalia” d’Châteaupers (Daughter of Esmeralda and Phoebus) (16 [17] {18})

Zephyr d’Châteaupers (Son of Esmeralda and Phoebus) (20 [21) {22})

Étiennette “Étienne” Delacroix (Child of the Enchantress) (17 [18] {19})

Amber Dearly [101 Dalmatians] (21 [22] {23})

Cande de Vil (Daughter of Cecil B. de Vil) (14 [15] {16})

Carlos de Vil (Son of Cruella de Vil) (14 [15] {16})

Diego de Vil (Son of David de Vil [Cruella de Vil’s brother]) (16 [17] {16})

Ivy de Vil (Daughter of Ida de Vil) (21 [22] {23})

Pauline Harriet de Vil  (Child of P.H. de Vil) (13 [14] {15})

Heracles “Herkie” Dióspoulos (Son of Hercules and Megara) (14 [15] {16})

Mallory “Mal” Bertha Dragmire (Daughter of Maleficent) (16 [17] {18})

Malcolm O’DunBroch (Son of Harris [Brave]) (13 [14] {19})

Carina Everhart-Potts (Daughter of Mrs.Potts) (16 [17] {18})

Charles “Chip” Everhart-Potts (Step-son of Mrs.Potts and Maurice, Step-brother of Belle) (23 [24] {25})

Celia Facilier (Daughter of Dr. Facilier) (11[12]{13})

Freddie Facilier (Daughter of Dr. Facilier) (16 [17] {18})

Jade Fadel (Daughter of Johi Fadel [Sister of Jafar]) (16 [17] {18})

Lanying “Lonnie” Fa-Li (Daughter of Mulan) (16 [17] {18})

Shui “Shang” Fa-Li (Son of Mulan) (18 [19] {18})

Lafayette “LeFou Deux” Faucher (Son of LeFou) (15 [16] {17})

Anxelin Fitzherbert (Daughter of Rapunzel and Eugene Fitzherbert) (16 [17] {18})

Ruby Fitzherbert (Daughter of Rapunzel and Eugene Fitzherbert) (16 [17] {18})

Angel Fonzerelli (Child of Kuzco and Malina) (16 [17] {18})

Catherine “Claudine” Frollo (Daughter of Claude Frollo) (16 [17] {18})

Winston Garnier (Adopted Son of William “Wiggins” Garnier”) (12 [13] {14})

Chiōn “Chelsey” Glücksburg-Krónosopoulos-Sadik (Child of Elsa, Hestia, and Marisol) (16 [17] {18})

Evren “Evelyn” Glücksburg-Krónosopoulos-Sadik (Child of Elsa, Hestia, and Marisol) (14 [15] {16})

Varme “Vanessa” Glücksburg-Krónosopoulos-Sadik (Daughter of Elsa, Hestia, and Marisol) (17 [18] {19})

Benjamin Florian “Ben” Gold (Son of Adam and Belle) (16 [17] {18})

Ginerva “Ginny” Gothel (Daughter of Mother Gothel) (16 [17] {18})

Edward Hamilton (Son of Hamilton [Clayton’s Men]) (13 [14] {15})

Connor Hartz (Child of the King and Queen of Hearts) (17 [18] {19})

Coraline Hartz (Daughter of the King and Queen of Hearts) (17 [18] {19})

Harriet Hook (Daughter of Captain Hook) (17 [18] {19})

Callista Jane “CJ” Hook (Daughter of Captain Hook) (15 [16] {17})

Harry Hook (Son of Captain Hook) (16 [17] {18})

Javed “Jay” Khalaf (Son of Jafar) (16 [17] {18})

Nassim Khalaf (Child of Nasira [Jafar’s Sister]) (14 [15] {16})

Boris “Bashful” King (Son of Bashful) (16 [17] {18})

Dimitri King (Son of Doc) (16 [17] {18})

Doug King (Son of Dopey) (16 [17] {18})

David King (Son of Dopey) (9 [10] {11})

Gordon King (Son of Grumpy) (16 [17] {18})

Henry King (Son of Happy) (16 [17] {18})

Sylvester “Sleepy” King (Son of Sleepy) (16 [17] {18})

Samuel “Sammy” King (Son of Sneezy) (16 [17 {18}]

Gaston Jr. “Gerrard” Legume (Son of Gaston) (17 [18] {19})

Gaston III “Geoffrey” Legume (Son of Gaston) (17 [18] {19})

Gaston IV “Gil” “Gilbert” Legume (Son of Gaston) (16 [17] {18})

Alison “Ally” Liddell (Daughter of Alice) (16 [17] {18})

Alexis Metaxas (Child of Madame Medusa) (18 [19] {20})

Blazing Star “Tiger Peony” of the Miccosukee (Daughter of Canna Lily [Tiger Lily]) (14 [15] {16})

Edith Mim (Granddaughter of Madam Mim; Daughter of Hilda and Edwin Mim) (17 [18] {16})

Eileen Mim (Granddaughter of Madam Mim; Daughter of Hilda and Edwin Mim) (15 [16] {17})

Elizabeth “Eliza” Mim (Granddaughter of Madam Mim; Daughter of Hilda and Edwin Mim) (13 [14] {15})

Hailey Mim (Granddaughter of Madam Mim; Daughter of Heather and Martin Mim) (14 [15]{16})

Hannah Mim (Granddaughter Madam Mim; Daughter of Heather and Martin Mim) (16 [17] {18})

Mabel Mim (Granddaughter of Madam Mim; Daughter of Heather and Martin Mim) (13 [14] {15})

Mackenzie “Macy” Mim (Granddaughter of Madam Mim; Daughter of Heather and Martin Mim) (15 [16] {17})

Madeline “Mad Maddy” Mim (Granddaughter of Madam Mim; Daughter of Hilda and Edwin Mim) (16 [17] {18})

Maria Mim (Granddaughter of Madam Mim; Daughter of Hilda and Edwin Mim) (14 [15] {16})

Mildred “Millie” Mim (Granddaughter of Madam Mim; Daughter of Heather and Martin Mim) (17 [18] {19})

Martin “Big Murph” Murphy (Son of Mullins [Captain Hook’s Pirate Crew]) (15 [16] {17})

Mosi Nereuspoulos (Child of Morgana) (18 [19] {20})

Florence Noel (Child of Forte [Beauty and the Beast Christmas Special]) (13 [14] {15})

Dion Papaáïdēs (Child of Hades and Persephone) (17 [18] {19})

Hector Papaáïdēs (Child of Hades and Persephone) (17 [18] {19})

Phoenix “Hadie” Papaáïdēs (Child of Hades and Persephone) (14 [15] {16})

Pyrros Papaáïdēs (Child of Hades and Persephone) (16 [17] {18})

Sokanon of the Powhatan (Daughter of Amonute [Pocahontas] and Nakoma) (17 [18] {19})

Aethelnoth “Artie” Pendragon (Son of King Arthur) (14 [15] {16})

Richard “Rick” Ratcliffe (Son of Governor Ratcliffe) (16 [17] {18})

Evelyn “Evie” Regine (Daughter of the Evil Queen [Grimhilde]) (16 [17] {18})

Audrey Rose (Daughter of Sleeping Beauty) (16 [17] {18})

Jonathan Rourke (Son of Lyle Rourke) (11 [12] {13})

Jamilah “Jordan” Samara (Daughter of the Genie [Aladdin]) (16 [17] {18})

Uma Saraki (Daughter of Ursula) (16 [17] {18})

Sophie Sid (Apprentice/Protege/Adopted Daughter of Yen Sid) (16 [17] {18})

Samuel “Sammy” Smee (Son of Mr.Smee) (15 [16] {17})

Sebastian “Sebby” “Squeaky” Smee (Son of Mr. Smee) (6 [7] {8})

Stephen “Steve” “Squirmy” Smee (Son of Mr. Smee) (9 [10] {11})

Aziz Sultan (Son of Aladdin and Jasmine) (16 [17] {18})

Kudu Sultan (Child of Aladdin and Jasmine) (22 [23] {24})

Yzla Sumac (Daughter of Yzma) (15 [16] {17})

Zevon Sumac (Son of Yzma) (16 [17] {18})

Whitney Sykes (Son of Bill Sykes) (14 [15] {16})

Kyriakos “Kyle” Nedakh-Thatch (Son of Kida and Milo) (17 [18] {20}) (this is technically my sibling, @shinjutori‘s OC but I’m just putting them here because I might use them? sorry shin)

Jaclyn “Jackie” Topper (Daughter of Jackson [Mad Hatter]) (17 [18] {19})

Anthony Tremaine (Son of Anastasia Tremaine) (16 [17] {18})

Danielle “Danny” Tremaine (Daughter of Drizella Tremaine) (18 [19] {20})

Darya Tremaine (Daughter of Drizella Tremaine) (17 [18] {19})

David Tremaine (Son of Drizella Tremaine) (8 [9] {10})

Débora “Debbie” Tremaine (Daughter of Drizella Tremaine) (16 [17] {18})

Denis Tremaine (Son of Drizella Tremaine) (14 [15] {16})

Diana “Dizzy” Tremaine (Daughter of Drizella Tremaine) (13 [14] {15})

Diodore “Dio” Tremaine (Son of Drizella Tremaine) (6 [7] {8})

Dmitriy Tremaine (Son of Drizella Tremaine) (11 [12] {13})

Dominik “Dom” Tremaine (Son of Drizella Tremaine) (15 [16] {17})

Domitille “Tillie” Tremaine (Daughter of Drizella Tremaine) (9 [10] {11})

Doraine “Rainie” Tremaine (Daughter of Drizella Tremaine) (7 [8] {9})

Arabella Tritonpoulos (Daughter of Andrina, Granddaughter of King Triton, Niece of Ariel) (16 [17] {18})

Yi-Min Wang (Daughter of Yao and Su) (16 [17] {18})

Avens White (Son of Snow White and Florian) (16 [17] {18})

Lorraine “Rainy” White (Daughter of Snow White and Florian) (15 [16] {17})

Jacopo Worthington (Son of Honest John) (7 [8] {9})

Lin Yu (Daughter of Shan Yu) (7 [8] {9})

Ming Yu (Daughter of Shan Yu) (9 [10] {11})

Nuan Yu (Daughter of Shan Yu) (11 [12] {13})

Qui Yu (Son of Shan Yu) (13 [14] {15})

Qiang Yu (Son of Shan Yu) (13 [14] {15})

Ru Yu (Son of Shan Yu) (15 [16] {17})

Shi Yu (Child of Shan Yu) (18 [19] {20})

T-That’s all folks! 

[pilyongpinoy]

Displacement

Naniniwala ako na madaling magalit ang mga Pinoy. Bakit? Subukan mong dalhin ito sa EDSA sa oras ng uwian. Mula Balintawak hanggang Pasay, tignan ko lang kung hindi mastress ang kasama mo lalo na kung nakikipaglaban ito sa kanyang kumukulong tyan. O kaya naman sabihin mo sa girlfriend mo na ang taba-taba na nya, tignan mo lang kung hindi dumanak ng dugo na sisimulan pa ng World War III ang mangyayari sa inyo. Magbiro ka na sa lasing, magbiro ka na sa bagong gising, huwag lang sa girlfriend mong mala-armalite ang bibig!

Kaya naman may mga bagay tayong napagdidiskitahan kapag galit tayo. Ilan na ba ang sumalangit na ballpen, lapis, pangkulay ang inupod mo para lamang ilabas ang galit mo kapag pinapagalitan ka ng teacher mo? Nasiraan ka na ba ng mouse sa trabaho dahil sa sobrang galit mo sa irate na caller? Ilang gamit na ba sa bahay ang nasira mo na mala-Beyonce sa Pretty Hurts music video nito dahil sa sobrang tindi ng emosyon mo? Kabayan, Displacement ang tawag dyan. Ayon sa libro ni Sigmund Freud na Introductory Lectures on Psychoanalysis, ang displacement ay isang defense mechanism kung saan dinederekta natin ang ating emosyon hindi sa tao o bagay na nagtitrigger dito kundi sa ibang pwedeng isubstitute. Sige nga! Subukan mong sagutin ang teacher mo lalo na kung nasa highest level na ang galit nito, tignan lang natin kung hindi mamula ng 75 ang grade mo sa card. Murahin mo nga din yung mga pesteng irate customers na yan na parang ikaw ang may kasalanan kaya nagkandaleche-leche ang produkto nila. Tignan natin kung hindi ka masipa palabas ng inyong company.

Tumutulong ang displacement para maiwasan nating ilabas ang ating sama ng loob sa mga taong nagpapagalit sayo subalit hindi mo naman magawang direktang magalit sa kanya. Sinabi ni Eric Berne sa kanyang libro na A Layman's Guide to Psychiatry and Psychoanalysis (1976) na nilalabas natin ang ating galit sa mga taong alam natin na nakakaya natin. Sabagay, hindi naman pwede na ilaban natin ang galit natin sa ating boss, sa magulang natin o kaya naman kay Mr. President. Kaya kung mas nakakataas ang nagalit sa atin, ibubuhos natin ang ating galit sa isang substitute na kinakaya natin. Kaya nga diba sa mga palabas, kapag galit na galit na ang kontrabida dahil pinasabog na nya ang kotse ng bida, pinaulanan ng baril, binaril ng water gun, naghagisan ng balut at kung anu-ano pang mga nakakasindak na pangyayari sa Ika Anim na Utos, kapag natatalo ang kontrabida, ng mga goons ang pinagdidiskitahan nya. Kung gusto mo ng patunay, panuorin mo ang mga pelikula nila Fernando Poe Jr. at Eddie Garcia.

Ayon sa akda ni David Straker na Changing Minds (2013), nagaganap ang displacement kapag gustong gawin ng Id natin ang mga bagay na pinagbabawal ng ating Superego. Ang ating ego naman ang gumagawa ng paraan para ilabas ang nararamdaman ng ating Id. Nakakatulong ang displacement upang maiwasan ang na lalong magkaroon ng kaguluhan. Halimbawa, pinagalitan ka ng iyong nanay dahil ginabi ka na umuwi dahil sa mga activities nyo. Pagod na pagod ka na nga sa school, pagagalitan ka pa sa bahay. Laslas na mga bes. Pero instead na sagutin mo ang iyong nanay, idadaan mo na lang sa stress eating ang lahat. Nag-away kayo ng girlfriend mo dahil hindi mo na sya tinatag sa memes sa facebook, kesa magalit ka sa girlfriend mo at lumala ang away nyo, pagdidiskitahan mo na lang yung pader para suntukin sa inis. *babala: nakakasira ng relasyon ang memes sa facebook*

Nakakalungkot lang na epekto ng displacement ang domino effect nito sa mga tao. Halimbawa ay pinagalitan si Ashton ng kanyang boss dahil sa palpak nitong presentation. Sa sobrang galit ni Ashton ay nilabas nito ang galit sa kanyang asawa na si Holly. Sinigawan nya ito. Dahil nagsaktan si Holly ay magagalit ito sa kanyang anak na si AshHol. Dahil hindi nakapagsalita si AshHol ay yung kanilang aso na lang ang kanyang pinagdiskitahan. Hindi naging maganda ang resulta ng displacement sa pamilya nila Ashton, Holly at AshHol.

Isa pang halimbawa na pinaka masalimuot sa lahat ng masalimuot ang pagiging isang REBOUND! Ang isang lalaki na iniwan ng kanyang girlfriend ay maaaring lumabas kasama ng ibang babae at maging rebound ito. Dahil hindi na nya kayang maging sweet sa ex nya ay sayo na nya ibibigay yung oras nya. PAAASAHIN KA. IBIBIGAY ANG ORAS AT ATENSYON SAYO. LAGING TINETEXT KA. LAGING TINATAWAGAN. SWEET NA SWEET SAYO. TAPOS PAG BUMALIK YUNG EX NYA. ANO YUN? PARANG BULA?

OLAF: Kumusta ka na? Oo, nagkabalikan na kami ni Kim. Huwag mo sanang isipin na rebound kita ha. Kahit na alam mo na pinapaasa lang kita at kapag bored ako at saka lang kita itetext. Alam ko naman kasi na mahal mo ako at nagpapakatanga ka sa akin. Kaya wala akong ibang choice na patulan ka kasi sad ako.

POOH: k

OLAF: kumusta ka na ba?

POOH: k lang. Mahangin dito.

OLAF: Mahangin? Nasaan ka ba?

POOH: Nasa ere. Diba iniwan mo ko.

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The Question

Note: Okay, okay. I struggled with this one guys, mainly because it’s without a doubt the epitome of a stepping stone fic. It’s something that needs to be laid down in order for you to understand the next fic and where I’m going with it. The next fic I write is going to be roughly a 4-5 chapter fic regarding a 21-year old Beth and in order to understand her frame of mind, you need to read this. Hope you find it enjoyable regardless. Anyway, thank you @artistic-writer​, @maeyourskiesbeblue​, @katd2003​ and @the-corsair-and-her-quill for having a look through and commenting on it. Special thanks to the light of my life @welllpthisishappening for also looking through my words, dealing with my writer’s block and just helping me sort through this world as always. I am nothing with you. If you have issues remembering Will, here’s a link to his introduction into the series in No Leg to Stand On: [LINK] Summary: Beth’s boyfriend has an important question for Killian in regards to his daughter. Killian has reservations in regards to the answer. Rating: T Word Count: 5,100+

The entire Jones backyard was covered in fairy lights and streamers and while it looked festive, Killian Jones was certain it was going to be a pain in the ass to clean up as it was every year. It looked like the American flag had exploded over his entire property. Tomorrow was the Fourth of July and as usual the town was going berserk over festivities. The fever of celebration didn’t just plague the town though, his children had caught it as well and they were still in the yard hanging up lights and banners.

Killian never really understood why Storybrooke celebrated the Fourth of July since the town was mainly cut off from the rest of the United States and the majority of its residents hailed from the Enchanted Forest, but he indulged his children on their fervor and often helped them in preparing firework displays and other festivities. More often than not, they spend the night of the Fourth on the Jolly, watching the fireworks from the water, but his ship was currently undergoing serious repairs and they were making due with the backyard.

Despite the scramble, Killian was feeling disinclined to help; his old bones were making themselves known and he felt content to watch the commotion taking place in his backyard rather than participate. He sat on the old swinging chair on his porch, overseeing the chaos while his children, his in-laws, their friends and significant others argued and prepped below.

Harrison and Nasira were helping Ruthie hang fairy lights across all the low hanging branches while Neddy and Robbie were pretending to sort through all the different decorative stars they kept from last year but were mainly snipping about some professional baseball rivalry that Killian could give two figs about it. Meanwhile Wes was teasing Beth about her struggle with hanging signs because of her height. Beth merely glared at her older brother before calling to her boyfriend who was chatting with Neal on the other side of the yard.

“Will! Give me a boost!” she shouted, tossing her long dark hair over her shoulder.

Will immediately dropped his conversation with Neal and went to her side, picking her up by the waist and lifting her up so she could tack a sign on one of the trees. He made the lift seem effortlessly, not even grunting as he lifted Killian’s hundred-twenty pound daughter over his head. Beth let out a whoop of delight. As soon as she was finished with her task, Will slowly let her down. When her feet were back on the ground, Beth immediately lifting herself up on her toes and pressed a grateful kiss against Will’s lips and wrapped her arms tightly around his shoulders.

Killian snorted at the display of affection. He should be used to it by now since Beth had been dating the young man for nearly a year now, but he could never get over how willing he was to jump at her beck and call. Though Will was considered a crown prince to his father’s kingdom back in the Enchanted Forest, he was little more than a puppy dog eagerly following his master’s heels and waiting for his ears to be scratched whenever he was around Beth. The minute she snapped her fingers, he obeyed her command without question. Will was a decent young man and Killian liked him well enough, but he didn’t quite understand the appeal aside from his classical looks.

As Beth broke their kiss, she made a giggling noise and grinned up at Will. There was a gentleness in her gaze and in her touch that Killian had never seen from her before. He knew his daughter to be occasionally generous and sometimes thoughtful, but never sweet. Genial, gentle and sweet had never been her defining traits. From the moment she could walk, Beth had been forceful, brazen and blunt in both action and speech. However, all boldness and brass seemed to melt into delicate touch, affectionate words and warm eyes whenever she was around Will.

She spoke too softly for Killian to hear what she was saying but she ended her words by placing another quick kiss on Will’s lips. She brought her hand up to frame his face, thumb caressing the curve of his cheekbone as she gazed up at him with a look of deep fondness. Will pressed his forehead against Beth’s for a moment, giving her a look of adoration that mirrored hers before he pulled away rather reluctantly. He took the hand that framed his face and gave it a squeeze before pulling away and heading towards the house.

As Will walked away, Beth watched him leave with a soft smile and a faint blush on her cheeks. She looked more like a schoolgirl with a crush than the wild child that Killian had raised.

When Will made his way up the steps, he noticed Killian sitting on the swing and paused. Regardless of how friendly Killian had been to the young man, he always seemed nervous around him. Killian wasn’t blind to the fact that sometimes Will went out of his way to avoid him, much like a seal evading a white shark. Killian was more amused than bothered by it, but it did get a bit trying sometimes.

“Hello, sir. How are you tonight?” Will asked, his hand going up to his ear and giving it a tug. It was a nervous habit that Killian noted almost immediately at their first meeting.

“I’m well. Thank you, Will, but how many times do I need to tell you to call me Killian. Or Hook might even work. Sir is a bit too informal. You’ve been dating my daughter for nearly a year now,” Killian remarked, not unkindly.

“At last once more, sir,” Will replied with small smile.

“If you insist on making me feel like an old man, then fine,” Killian sighed. “How are your parents?”

“They’re fine, sir. Mom says you need to come visit her as per usual,” Will replied with a small laugh.

Killian snorted. Will’s mother Ariel was always harping on how Killian and Emma should visit her and Eric more, but she tended to forget that traveling realms wasn’t as easy for them as it was for a mermaid.

“Perhaps sometime soon now that Beth has herself a pile of magic beans for your little endeavor,” Killian responded.

“Perhaps indeed.” Will tugged more on his ear, glancing at the door and back at Killian. It was clear he was looking for an out.

“You can go, I won’t hold you hostage, mate,” Killian said, waving Will off.

Will gave him a grateful smile and a nod of thanks before walking past Killian and into the house to god knows what on behalf of his daughter. When the door shut behind Will, Killian returned his attention to the production taking place in his backyard.

As soon as Will left, Beth transformed from a lovesick young woman back into her mischievous self. She immediately ran over to one of the pile of fireworks and tried to pick one out to set off. Ruthie caught her out of the corner of her eye and immediately raced over to stop her. It was a fool’s errand and Killian was sure that Beth would set off at least two sets of fireworks before the night was over. There wasn’t much stopping Beth when her mind was set on something, but Ruthie always put in a valiant effort in stopping her from doing anything particularly crazy.

Just as Ruthie pulled Beth away from the pile of rocket style fireworks, there was a loud bang as a flare went up and burst into colors above them.

“Holy shit!” Ruthie jumped at the noise while Beth clapped with delight.

Ruthie wasn’t the only startled, both Harrison and Nasira jumped as well. Harrison wrapping his arm around his girlfriend protectively. Wes laughed and high-fived Gideon and Bobbi from their spot by the fountain fireworks pile, revealing themselves to be the perpetrators. For a moment, Killian thought Harrison was going to stomp over and knock their heads together, but he didn’t, merely glared at them while soothing Nasira’s hair.

Killian shook his head at the scene but did little else. They were grown and old enough to deal with the consequences of their foolish actions without his input. If they wanted to be dumbasses, he would let them be dumbasses.

“Is this holiday normally this loud?”

Will had returned and Killian craned his neck to the side to look back at him. He stood in the doorway, looking up at the burst of color and holding two glasses of rum. Despite his question, he didn’t look particularly upset about all the racket. His expression was more curious than anything else.

“This is a dull roar compared to the commotion that will come tomorrow, trust me,” Killian replied, eying the rum in Will’s hands. “Though I’m sure Beth will appreciate the glass, I can’t say the mix of her, alcohol and fireworks is not something enjoyable to be experienced for anyone”

Will looked down at the glasses in his hands as if he had forgotten them. He let out a laugh that sounded nervous to Killian’s ears.

“Ah. This…this isn’t for Beth.” Will replied with a small chuckle.

Killian’s eyebrows rose at that and he glanced back at the yard, wondering who the rum was for. Harrison and Will got along well enough, but Harrison was very much a beer man. Neal was the same as Harrison in his beverage preferences and Ruthie didn’t drink. Wes had a preference for rum but Killian had always gotten the impression that the two young men were just seconds away from beating each other bloody. Wes had a unique talent in bringing out the violent side of people, including Beth’s mild tempered merman boyfriend. If the rum wasn’t for Beth, then who?

“Then, who, pray tell, were you planning on having a drink with? My daughter is a jealous one when it comes to rum,” Killian responded with a puzzled frown.

“Actually sir, one of these is for you…I was hoping we could talk…”

Killian barely contained his surprise at Will’s words considering his past preference of avoiding him but he gestured for the young man to sit next to him. Will took the invitation and sat tentatively, handing Killian the glass of rum. Killian took it and gave him a nod of silent thanks, studying him for a moment.

Will was on edge, that much was obvious. Though Killian didn’t interact with Will often, he knew nerves when he saw them. His shoulders were stiff and his posture was erect rather than relaxed like Killian’s. His jade eyes were focused on the lawn, following Beth as she run across the lawn. Along with the nerves, there was a determined set to his jaw that Killian had never observed before. Whatever conversation they were about to have was a serious one.

They sat quietly for long moment. Silence between them was heavy, but Killian did not want to spook him so he just waited for Will to speak whatever was on his mind. He took a sip from his glass, enjoying the slight burn as the rum went down smoothly. He glanced at Will out of the corner of his eye. He was still watching Beth and had not yet brought his glass to his lips.

“She’s quite something, isn’t she?” Will commented after a moment.

“Indeed. From the moment she was born, really. Tiny and violent,” Killian said with a small chuckle. “Emma and I used to call her Hurricane Elizabeth when she was younger because she was just a force of nature and slightly terrifying when angry. The boys were nothing like her. We weren’t prepared for it and I can’t tell you how many times we held our breath when she would get upset because we knew we were in for hell.”

Will nodded as if he understood.

“She hasn’t changed much since then, I guess,” he chuckled. His eyes went wide as he realized what he had said. “I mean, being terrifying when angry. When I first met her, she was in the middle of a ship fight. I’m sure you’ve heard all the details about that misadventure, but she was just…a storm of fury that cut down everything in her path. The crew of the Silver’s Spell was scared of her. Always gave her a wide berth.”

“Except you,” Killian noted, looking at Will with a little more respect than he originally had for the man.

“Except me and Jim Hawkins,” Will corrected.

“Hawkins? I’ve heard that name before…” Killian said with a frown. It sounded familiar and he’s certain that Beth had mentioned the fellow before, but he couldn’t exactly place who Hawkins was to her.

“Yeah, Jim was the captain of the Silver’s Spell. He’s the pirate who helped her get the beans and fight off Israel Hands at the treasure island we were telling you about. He’s a good man. You would definitely like him if you met him, probably more than you like me. He took Beth under his wing a bit, not that she needed it. I think she already was more of a pirate than anyone else on that ship,” Will clarified with a chuckle.

Killian laughed at that.

“She’s more of a pirate than me now too. That’s all she’s wanted to be. That’s my fault,” Killian said, raising the glass to his lips. “Ever since she was little, she’s just always idolized me and I let her. I will never forget the day where she picked up a play sword and declared to everyone that she wanted to be a pirate just like Daddy when she grew up. She was no more than three at the time when she said this, but she just kept at it. It was just a joke at first, but here we are.”

“For what it’s worth, I think it’s done her a lot of good. I mean, if she hadn’t been so determined to be like you, I don’t think she would have been able to survive the Enchanted Forest on her own like she did and come back to Storybrooke in one piece,” Will said thoughtfully.

“I never thought of it like that. Though, I’m not so sure she would be here without your help or the help of this Jim Hawkins either,” Killian replied. “I don’t think I ever thanked you for helping bring back my daughter.”

“That’s not necessary,” Will replied with a shake of his head and a small smile. “Beth wanted to get back home and I was going to help any way I could. I’m sure that even without my help, she could have managed it. Like we just discussed, she’s a force of nature. I’ve yet to see her fail and I doubt I will.”

Killian was slightly startled by that smile. It was a smile he was very familiar with, as he wore it often. It was a smile that belonged to a man who was deeply in love with a woman who could kick their ass and was proud of it too. It was the smile he gave Emma, except it was on Will’s face for Beth.

Another silence fell between them, but it was more of a comfortable one than the last. Killian returned his attention to his children still running about in the backyard, more particularly on his eldest son and his girlfriend. Harrison was leaning against the picnic bench, smiling softly down at Nasira who was standing on the tips of her toes so that she could wrap her arms around his neck. They were speaking softly to each other. What they were saying Killian couldn’t hear, but their expressions were tender.

“If he knew what was good for him, he would ask that girl to marry him and soon,” Killian mused aloud.

“Who?” Will asked in confusion.

“Harrison. He and Nasira have been together since they were seventeen years old. Almost seven years together. It’s been quite a long courtship. I don’t know what he’s waiting for honestly. Anyone who looks at them knows they’re True Love,” Killian remarked with a shake of his head.

“And what do you think the length of a respectful courtship should be before marriage is discussed?” Will asked, eying him curiously.

Killian paused for a moment before looking at Will with a contemplating frown on his face. That question was not a natural one born of the conversation, despite the way Will tried to play it off. It was a calculated one. He suddenly felt as if a live wire was buzzing underneath his skin.

“It depends on the couple,” Killian said carefully. “But if I had to put a number out, a year is a respectable length.”

Will nodded, quiet once more. Killian sighed, placing his empty rum glass on the porch and turning to face Will fully.

“My daughter is not a very traditional person, Will. You don’t need to ask for permission for her hand. She’s more than capable of deciding whether you are worthy or not on her own,” Killian stated, looking him straight in the eye.

Will chuckled ruefully, scarlet rising to his cheeks and he ducked his head.

“That’s where you’re right, but also incredibly wrong. Sure, in theory, I don’t have to ask because she is very much a woman of her own mind, but you are the most important person in her life. She values your opinion above everything, including her own. She would never marry me without your blessing,” Will said softly.

Killian took a moment to study him again - the man who wanted to marry his only daughter. He was a good-looking man with ruddy red hair, jade green eyes and furious freckles that danced along the bridge of his nose. He was taller than Killian with broad shoulders and a narrowed torso, but not as large as Harrison was. Aside from his looks, Killian knew him to have a good heart and also knew that he often let Beth lead their relationship.

He was a good man, but Killian felt uncertain. Will was probably everything a man would want in a daughter’s future spouse, but there was a part of Killian feared that Will was too domestic for his wild daughter. Beth loved travel, danger and being a part of the ocean, but would she love being married? To a crown prince nonetheless? Spending her days ruling a kingdom alongside him? It was obvious that Beth loved this man, but would she love the life that came with him?

Killian knew he had to tread carefully.

“I have no doubt that I’m important to my daughter and she values my opinion, but I don’t believe I’m the most important person in her life, at least not anymore,” Killian mused, still watching.

“You are though. You and Beth have amazingly close relationship and I’ve always respected that. In fact, I’m quite envious of it, if we’re being honest. I love my parents, but I was never particularly close to them. My sister Melody is very close to our father though,” Will replied.

“Fathers and daughters have very different relationships than fathers do with sons,” Killian said absently. “I love my sons, Henry included, with everything I am, but Beth…she was special. From the moment, I heard her heartbeat while she was in her mother’s womb, I wanted nothing more than to just hold her and protect her. Admittedly, I held her more than her brothers but in my defense, that’s all she wanted. She never cried when she was with me. As soon as her head was placed on my heart, she would fall asleep and I don’t think Emma has forgiven me for it. She’s my precious girl and I try very hard to keep that protective instinct under wraps because my baby is grown…”

“I’m not asking you to let her go. I could never ask that of you,” Will said quietly.

Killian laughed quietly, but it wasn’t a happy laugh. Will looked startled by it.

“Ah, but that’s exactly what you’re asking me. You’re not just a regular man, Will. You’re a prince. A crown prince nonetheless. You’re asking me to bless a union that would whisk my baby girl away to the Enchanted Forest, where one day she would be a queen and I will be lucky if I see her and any children you produce once a year.”

“If she asked, I would renounce my title tomorrow and live in Storybrooke. I would do anything she asked of me. She’s your daughter, but she’s my soul,” Will said fiercely.

Killian stared at him. He didn’t have his wife’s superpower of telling when someone was lying, but Will looked so earnest and so serious, that he couldn’t help but believe him. He meant it. Killian’s daughter meant more to this man than any crown.

“I am not just saying that,” Will stated firmly. “I wouldn’t lie about that. If Beth doesn’t want to be queen, I would get rid of it all just for her.”

“I know,” Killian said quietly.

“Then will you give me your blessing?” Will asked and there was a hint of desperation in his voice.

Killian looked out into the yard where Beth was laughing against Ruthie’s shoulder. The two young women had looked like twins when they were children, but that was no longer the case. Where Ruthie was pale and curvy, Beth was sun-kissed with tan skin and willowy in frame. Neither of them were the girls who clinged to Killian’s sides and begged for him to pick them up. They had grown from girls into young women and it had happened faster than a blink of an eye for Killian. It felt like yesterday that he was cutting cucumbers while Emma begrudgingly told him that she was pregnant with their third child. Now that someone was asking for his permission to make that child his wife. Where had the time gone?

Killian cleared his throat for a moment before he spoke, eyes still on his daughter.

“You are not the man I would have chosen for my daughter…” Killian started. “I probably would have picked someone more like myself, a pirate most likely, but you make her smile. Just as I’ve seen the way you look at her, I’ve seen the way she looks at you and she glows with happiness when she’s around you…You do what Emma and I could not do for her and you temper our human hurricane…if you ask me, nice and proper, I will give you my blessing.”

Will looked positively stunned for a moment at Killian’s small speech, but a smile graced his lips and he looked like he was going to vibrate with excitement.

“Mr. Jones, I love your daughter more than I’ve loved another one in my entire life. She is my light, my soul and knowing has been the greatest adventure I have ever known. We may not have experienced True Love’s test, but I know in my heart of hearts what I feel for your daughter is true. With that being said, I would like to ask for her hand in marriage and it would be an honor if you would grant me your blessing.”

“And I thought I had a way with words,” Killian chuckled. “If your proposal is anything like that speech, she won’t be able to say no. And yes, you have my blessing as long as you promise me that your engagement is a bit on the lengthy side. You’re both quite young.”

“Anything you ask, Mr. Jones, anything you ask,” Will replied, laughing in disbelief.

“So, you have my blessing now...do you have a plan? Before I asked David for his blessing, I already had half a plan. Granted, none of those plans came to fruition but it was a plan. Do you have a plan?” Killian asked with a gentle raise of his eyebrow.

“Half a plan is a good term to use. I have a ring, an idea of a way to ask, but no set date to ask…” Will said, biting his top lip. He squirmed in his seat a bit. “Do you want to see the ring?”

“If you wish to, I mean, you don’t have to show me,” Killian shrugged.

“Well, I actually have it in my pocket with me now. If this conversation went south, I was going to pull drastic measurements,” Will said with a nervous laugh.

Killian immediately looked out into the yard where everyone was more or less done with their projects and sitting around the picnic, laughing. Beth was sandwiched between Nasira and Ruthie. Ruthie was plaiting Beth’s long dark hair, occasionally adding decorating stars into a plait while Beth was more focused on some conversation she was having with Harrison’s girlfriend. No one was looking at him and Will sitting on the swing.

“If you’re going to show me, you’re going to have to be discreet. Just keep it on the bench, so they can’t see it in case anyone looks our way,” Killian advised.

Will nodded, and shifted a bit to pull out a small mother of pearl box. He opened it with shaking fingers to reveal the treasure inside. All the air seemed to escape from Killian’s lungs. He was looking at his daughter’s engagement ring.

“Do you think she’ll like it?” Will asked in a whisper.

Killian had no words at first. He couldn’t stop staring at the ring. It was an impressive piece of work. The main stone was an emerald, surrounded by small diamonds. The silver band twisted, curled in a fashion that mimicked the rising and falling of ocean waves. His daughter wasn’t going to just like it, she was going to love it.

“You chose well,” Killian said finally.

“But will she like it?” Will pressed.

“She’s going to love it, Will, relax,” Killian said, not taking his eyes off the ring.

Will breathed out a sigh of relief as if he had been holding his breath the entire time. Killian wouldn’t have been surprised if he had. Will then reached down took the box back in his grasp and put it back in his pocket.

“So, you have a ring but you don’t have a date set when you want to ask?” Killian asked.

“No. I was hoping you could give me an idea,” Will said hesitantly, giving him a hopeful look that reminded Killian of his dogs when they were puppies.

He sighed, running his hand through his silver hair.

“I’m the last person to give advice on proposals. Both of mine for Emma were admittedly disasters. Emma found the ring and confronted me with it when I was drunk as a skunk with booze and guilt over past mistakes, so I was put on the spot for that one. Should have just come clean and waited it out instead of proposing. The second one, we had been separated by realms and she had just saved my life and there was a lot going on, but I just wouldn’t bare to not be engaged to her. So, timing and proposals, not my forte. All I can say do it when it feels natural and only then,” Killian replied with as much honesty as he could muster.

“Oh…” Will tried to hide his look of disappointment. It was obvious that he was looking for more concrete advice.

“Though I can give advice on when not to propose, if you want that...” Killian said after a moment.

“Sure,” Will replied, tugging the lobe of his ear in a nervous fashion, not unlike Killian’s habit of scratching behind his. It was an eerily similar mannerism that made Killian wonder if he had more in common with the boy than he originally thought.

“My daughter’s birthday is in five days, which I’m sure you’re more than aware of…” Killian said, eyes flickering back to the young woman in question. “She will punch you in the face if you ask her in then. So don’t even think about it.”

Will chuckled.

“I can’t even say I would be surprised if she did.”

“You’re about to ask a very violent woman to marry you,” Killian said casually.

“We are talking about your daughter, you know that right?” Will asked with a small laugh.

“Who do you think taught her to be violent in the first place?”

“Your wife,” Will replied without thinking. His eyes went wide as he realized what he had said, and he inched away from Killian as if he was expecting to him to hit him.

Killian let out a barking laugh of surprise and clapped Will’s shoulder. Will stiffened under the contact, as if he hadn’t expected it. He eventually relaxed and gave Killian a small uneasy smile.

“That was a clever one,” Killian remarked, still chuckling. “You’re going to be okay, kid. You’re going to fit right in with this family.”

“Really?” Will perked under the compliment.

“Yes, mate,” he replied with a roll of his eyes. “Now, go. You’ve sat with this miserable old man long enough. I can’t be the best of company. Go rescue my daughter from Ruthie before she decided to braid sparkles or some other nonsense into her hair.”

“Thank you, sir,” Will said with a great smile.

“Will, we’re going to be family, please don’t call me sir. As I’ve stated before, Killian or Hook is fine. How many times to do I have to tell you?” Killian asked with a wry smile.

Will opened his mouth to give his usual “at least once more” but he shut his mouth with an audible click that Killian wasn’t sure was particularly healthy.

“Not anymore, Hook, not anymore,” he said, standing up and dusting off his cargo pants.

“Good lad,” Killian replied, giving a nod of approval as Will made his way down the steps and settled himself beside Beth on the picnic table, earning a dirty look from Ruthie as she was pushed from her spot. Will took Beth’s left hand and placed a kiss on her knuckles just above her ring finger.

It was the first but also the last time that Will would call Killian anything aside from ‘sir’ or ‘Mr. Jones.’ They never spoke again and never saw each other again. Killian’s daughter never got the ring nor did she ever learn of its existence. Instead she got an empty coffin and a mad look in her eye that Killian knew all too well.

History had a funny way of repeating.

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Sooooooooooooooooooo since Mel has what most would say a harem, time to see what the vibes are!

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Green: Tyler, Fabio, Fennec, Bora, Lee, Yuu-Mun, Eduardo, Benedict, Adam, Vladimir, Jupiter, Misha, Jirou, Erza, Komali, Bonbon, Holton, Nereus, Jasper, Catherine, Nasira, Pyxis, Rasalas

Yellow: Tahanii, Buka, Octavius, Michi, Ruben, Lucifer, Solomon, Fraiser, Sin, Lustre, Marinus, Freya, Dom, Aster, Eric, Lacie, Lovette, Erza, Kiara

Red: Mizuki, Kierron, Miko, Kakia, Micah, Candice, Langley, Sylvain, Saphira, Sigurd, Lynette, Casimir, Cattleya, Deen, Victor, Veil, Isidoros, Jinrou

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Okay… Now imagine Jason with really curly hair and eyeglasses.

Now, you have Goliath Grant Junior.

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"Daaa...dee?" '...your mother is going to rip me a new asshole, for this.' Eric glanced at his little girl as she sat on the sofa. "Why are you down here, Zee?" he asked her as he strolled over to the couch. "You know that your mom doesn't like it when you're out of bed at this time." Zola crawled to the end of the couch that was closest to her father's current location. She kneeled on the thick cushion and sat on the heels of her feet. She gave her father an expectant glance. "Daddy... I was waiting for you," she confessed. Eric's throat had released a low groan and his bottom lip received both rows of teeth. 'Shhh... Don't give me the look. Not the look,' he secretly begged. But his prayer wasn't answered. A second later, he witnessed his daughter's eyes grow large just as the sadness became apparent. It was the expression that made the leader turn into an emotional pile of mush. @dauntlessmetalmom @sparklemichele @virgosapphire79