#Horatio Black (oc)

[wizarddogs]

Hero eavesdrops on her grandparents phone conversation and repeats everything they say, swears and all.

Edit: added the white stripes in their hair

[chiropteracupola]

tagged by dear @sailorpants in 'ten people I'd like to get to know better!' - delighted to get to know you, bestie of several years!

last song - jay foreman every tube station song because. that's what I've been listening to lately. in one of those 'I hate all known music' moods but not listening to anything is worse. jay foreman every tube station song.

last book - 'the byzantines' ed. guglielmo cavallo at the same time as volume 1 of codex black by camilo moncada lozano, and carnacki the ghost-finder as read by the antiques freaks podcast if that counts as a Book <- do not really think it does

last movie - alas I think it's captain horatio hornblower 1951 still. I should watch some other thing that is not captain horatio hornblower 1951.

last tv show - the taskmasterrrrrrrrrrrr. just finished s18 and now I will take a little break for the time being because little alex horne had begun appearing in my dreams. he is not wanted there.

last thing I searched - 'william hope hodgson,' due to the ongoing carnackening. had assumed that he had perished at a young age due to people saying things like 'sadly died in ww1' but he was in fact 40 at the time, which was an interesting surprise.

favorite color - quite probably ORANG or maybe RED

sweet/savory/spicy - in a savory mood of late. smoked fish 💯💯💯

relationship status - a magician never tells. okay fine yes also in a lesbian boyfriends type thing :]

looking forward to - got a new flavor of tea and I'm excited to try it tomorrow :)

current obsession - unfortchunately it is probably carnacki, given that I have been unable to get basic tasks done due to the fact that I need to hear more about these bad and not very interesting stories. and using the work 3d printer for my evil deeds (building steadily worse dolls) and the usual oc rotating and little medieval guys from real history rotating. you know the deal.

and I shall tag... @baronetcoins, @gigamuffin, @feline-evil, @subsequentibis, @beach-trash-360, @getblobbedcomics, @graveyardrabbit, @technofinch, @bluebstopcat, @aranov, and anyone else who'd like to answer some questionssss

[chris-hartley]

Happy Pride Month! This month I'll be partaking in the Pride Month Bingo challenge hosted by @queenofbaws, @unicornaffair, and @jadedsunshine.

(Feel free to blacklist #kenziewritespride or #pridemonthchallege2024 if you want to avoid these posts going forward!)

Today I've decided to start off with the prompt that came to me first: There Was Only One Bed! This fic is written about my Total Drama OC, Dannie, and her ex-girlfriend Lola (@horatios-mom's character)! Feel free to check out the @teadocs blog for more info on those two, but other that without further ado, my first fic for this month!

The competition was down to just a few pairs. Charlie and Chad (the married couple), Skylar and Ethan (the siblings), and Dannie and Lola (the exes). And over the span of the last round, Dannie and Lola had been all but at each other’s throats. And by the time they got back to the hotel where they’d been put up for the night, Dannie was exhausted.

All she wanted to do was curl up in her bed and go to sleep and not speak to Lola until the next morning. After all, she’d been on the receiving end of a passive aggressive comment here and there and wasn’t 100% sure what she’d done to deserve most of them.

Lola unlocked their hotel room, “I’m gonna go to the bathroom.”

“Knock yourself out,” Dannie muttered, carrying her bag into the room, but quickly her face dropped when instead of two beds, there was only one. 

The sound of the shower running came from the bathroom, and it wasn’t like Dannie was eager to invite Lola along to sort out this rooming situation. So she took a deep breath and went downstairs to the lobby, going to talk to the woman at the front desk.

“Hi, uh, there seems to be a misunderstanding. Me and my friend were supposed to have a room with two beds, but there’s only one. Can we get a different room?”

The woman clicked her tongue, “Sorry, no can do hun. It’s a busy season here. You see, the eclipse is in full totality so we’ve got loads of out of towners. Afraid there’s no more rooms to choose from.”

“You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me,” Dannie muttered.

“What’s the name on the booking?” The woman asked.

“Chris Mclean? I think.”

The woman typed it in and nodded, “I see. Three rooms, one bed each.”

“Chris did this? I swear next time I-” she clenched her jaw, “Thank you. I guess.”

“No problem, hun. Have a good night.”

Dannie went back up to their room, only then realizing she had forgotten her room key. She could picture it now, Lola chewing her out for yet another thing. She was definitely going to be banished to sleeping on the floor and that probably meant that she would be even more groggy for tomorrow’s filming. Fuck her.

She knocked on the door. Twice. And then it opened up to Lola standing there in a towel.

“What are you doing? I thought you were in here already?”

“Trying to figure out our room,” she admitted, “There’s only one bed.”

Lola’s face dropped, “Oh.”

“Yeah. But cause of the stupid eclipse, they can’t give us a different room cause there isn’t one.”

“And here I thought that just happened in Mads’ fanfics,” Lola chuckled lightly under her breath.

“Can I come back in?”

Lola nodded, moving out of the way of the door and ducking back into the bathroom as Dannie walked in. She walked to her bag, unzipping and pulling out her go-to pajama shirt. It was an old Five Nights At Freddy’s t-shirt with William Afton on it. The once black fabric was a faded charcoal gray, the vibrant purple on the TV screens behind him somehow in good condition. She slipped off her shirt and unhooked her bra, letting it drop from her arms before pulling the FNAF shirt on.

“That’s a blast from the past,” Lola said, emerging from the shower to spot Dannie pulling it on.

“Huh?”

“Do you remember? You used to wear that shirt all the time when we were dating,” she explained.

“Oh,” Dannie glanced down at it, “Yeah I did.”

“It’s seen better days,” Lola said, setting her bag down on the floor and sitting down on the edge of the bed.

That’s it, she was definitely on the floor.

Dannie took one of the pillows and blankets from the bed and laid it on the floor, and was just about to sit down when Lola piped in, “What are you doing?”

“Th- What do you mean? I’m sleeping on the floor.”

“Why?”

“Because… There's only one bed. I figured you would want it.”

Lola blinked at her for a second, “Oh. I guess I didn’t… realize.”

“Realize what?”

“That we wouldn’t just share it,” Lola shrugged.

Dannie scoffed, shrugging, “I figured you wouldn’t want to.”

Lola was silent for a second, as if she was trying to figure out what Dannie meant by that. Then she sighed, “Oh. Yeah. Um. I’ve been PMSing a lot lately and I guess I didn’t think about the fact I was taking it out on you. I’m sorry.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah. But if you want to take the floor that’s fine. I just figured it wouldn’t be the first time we shared a bed. We’re both adults. We’re friends. We can survive one night in a comfortable bed.”

Dannie thought about it for a second. Lola did have a point. They were friends. Had been for years. Just cause the show had labeled them “the exes” didn’t mean they had to be enemies. And the more she thought about it, the more she felt the bed calling to her.

“Okay,” she picked up her pillow and blanket, setting it back on the bed, “Thanks.”

“Yeah,” Lola nodded, getting under the blankets and settling down.

Dannie did the same, taking a deep breath as she sunk into the bed, “Goodnight Lola.”

“Goodnight Dannie.”

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[timaeuslover001]

Horatio Caine Hedacanons (AU-mix) [Part 1]

Horatio Hates driving, being from NY he always hated it and dreads it every time. He got his license at 30 when he moved down to FL.

Grew up with a half black, half Dominican best friend named Carla (OC), Carla Dominguez. she lived in Spanish Harlem. He met at 4 years old at school and been inseparable ever since. She lives in Harlem and Her family owned a Jazz club her grandfather started in the 20s.

Her family to him was like a second family.

He also learned Spanish through her, but couldn't speak it. He could understand it though. He couldn't roll his ‘r’ or some reason. He finally learned when his best friend got him a book and tape set for Spanish when he was moving to Miami . Being surrounded by a lot of Spanish speakers turned him into a pro in a few short years.

Horatio loves music. His favorite genre is Latin music but he loves all of it. No matter what genre, if it’s good he’s listening to it. His best friend Carla (OC) excised h to the genre.

He would spend time with her and his friends playing, jumping rope or sometime hanging out in front of her parents club dancing and learning how to dance.

His son Kyle was surprised at his father’s taste in music. He has great taste and even some genres like Hip Hop, Pop, Latin Music that was really good and popular music. he didn't think someone his age would even like music form his generation.

Horatio doesn’t have causal sex. There is only. A hand full of women he was ever inmate with and those have all been serious committed relationships. He always knew his body and emotions were connected and the intamcy of sex. Which caused some women he was set up on dates to not see him anymore because he would only have sex when he’s good and ready and comfortable. even that mean hiding hands and kissing as well. part f had to due with his abusive childhood as well.

He didn’t lose his virginity until 22 years old with his first girlfriend. Rebecca Rhodes who was a social worker who has a similar past in childhood abuse like him.

Carla family need up adopting him and his brother after that tragic night of his parents dying.

Horatio has never had a one night stand. He always was very connected to is emotions and very aware of how sex is very intimate emotionally and physically. So it never appeared to him to have sex with strangers. having sex with people you don't know or even like, never appealed to him

His first girlfriend he got after college at the age of 22 and they moved in 6 months after dating eachother. They dated for 5 years that turned out to be the most chaotic 5 years of his life. she was beautiful blonde social worker and they bonded over their abusive past and childhood.They trauma bonded with each other and unfortunately. Horatio was on the receiving end of a lot of things flying towards his face and indulged in long passionate fights.

he finally lost his freckles at 20 years old. He hated them growing up because they always made him look young and was relived when they finally left his face.

His father didn't allow him to go to his friend Carol Birthday party at 15 for some reason. He always went , and never had there been a problem before but some reason he couldn't go to her Quincera.

October, 5 1975 On a cool night his parents were fighting again but this time it was bad and more volatile than anything before. Horatio had enough and was steaming the whole night , until his father was beating his mom and throwing her about the room and hoartio was watching the whole thing go down and was stewing an das his mom head the corner of the counter , Hoartio just saw red and attacked his dad. even though his after was 6'7 and a wide tree but the time everything calmed down and police were outside the door they found Horatio, His mother, Father all on the ground bruised cut and bleeding. His mother died from in the initial fall from hitting the counter. His father had deep knife cuts in the back and arms and side and Horatio had bruises and cuts on his body too.

Horatio and his brother were sent to an orphanage because they had no next of kin but his best forms family taught tooth and nail for a year to get custody of them.

Horatio had so many emotions bubbled he up he cried him self to sleep all night for two weeks straight. He also plagued with nightmares about the fight and what happened.

a few months later he was charged with murder but The judge at the time pushed the trail back until he finished school.

Horatio felt so bad and guilty about what happened and thus The whole ordeal inspired him to become a police officer. To help people and do something meaningful with his life.

His brother however was determined to leave New York for good. he worked really hard ins school and applied to Miami University which he got in and majored in criminal justice to become a police officer.

he moved from Queens and moved to the bronx to be as far away from his home as possible by the elevated train and wasn't bothered by it one bit because

He had his first girlfriend ever at 22 and was the first woman he slept with too.

Her name was Kailey Henderson . She was a beautiful blond woman 5’7 with blonde hair and blue eyes, in a bob. They both came from abusive homes and she was a child social worker in the city. They dated for 5 years but after a while problems became to rise up and both being so emotional they both fought and drugged, she often threw thing at his head, he never raised a hand towards her at all but he def matched her in an argument.she accused him alot and mis communication and hurt feelings where there didn't need to be any and just alot if tears and crying and yelling and making up but they realized they didn't know what they were doing and weren't right for eachother.

His Best friend/adoptive sister Carla got married and he became godfather to all of her kids.

Years later after he moved to FL, he had some therapy Horatio realized his faults in the relationship and felt so bad , he contacted her and apologized They met years after Horatio moved to Miami, after she was married and had grown children with one grandchild on the way, and gave a Huge bouquet of flowers and took her out o lunch and profusely apologized.

After this relationship, he didn't date for almost a decade. He was so traumatized by his last relationship he didn’t even bother

But years later, 2 years before he met Julia when he was ready his friend did set him up on blind date.

His life as an police officer was an amazing experience and rough but loved his team mates he worked with. he hate how big his uniform look on him because he was so naturally skinny, but he made alot of lasting friendships as an officer. his favorite time of year was the Parades. Puetorican/Dominican Day. he would get put on crowd control and he would be vigilant but he would enjoy his day as well. he'd be dancing, singing and eating food chatting with people in the street.

All of that changed with the last 5 years with a change in directors of the force and he often bucked heads with for years.

On his final assignment , he had to find a killer Walter Resden who was undercover in Florida and there met Julia. (Actual canon) He knew she was the one from their frist time they met. They ate for two weeks and its as the most intense two weeks ever. He wasn’t scared or guarded like he usually was in relationships, it was amazing. He believed everything she told him and meant everything she told him. But mysteriously weeks during their affair she up and disappeared. He never heard or seen her again. He never felt more heartbroken and confused.

After his failed mission with Walter Reseden, he was Philly and emotionally exhausted and after a heated exchanged with his new chief he got a “transfer” ( aka firing ) . He didn’t fight it, He needed a change of scenery not that he wanted it, but it proved to benefit him later on in life.

After 4 months recovering from his arm injury mostly but still in a sling.

He hated everything about Miami, it wasn’t ugly just unfamiliar and an unwanted move. He was emotionally a mess than he’d ever had been before.he was distant and moody He hardly made friends and had a slight chip on his shoulder.

He was happy he could see his brother and family again but he didn’t feel home in Miami and didn’t think he eve would.

His new Boss Al Humphries noticed this and offers support but somewhat forced Horatio to seek therapy,or else he’d fire him. Horatio relented but it was prob one of the what best things to happen to him. He was able to understand so much of his emotional bag he and trauma from his past and childhood. He never finished it thought, he’d only finish about 60% of the work done needed.

His job on the bomb squad also proved to be helpful Ina sense of you have to be calm and clear about what your doing. A lot less excitable than a detective but he didn’t mind. He need some calm at this point in his life.

Over the years Miami proved to have a lot of healings factors for Horatio. Like one: He used to swear a lot back in MY but now he doesn’t anymore. His friends joke the sand and surf just be mellowing him out.

He still had his moments of feeling vulnerable and guarded over himself but it’s less now. One unfortunate event one year as Lt, he was off duty with in his car after trying groceries looking at his phone , so wrapped up what e was doing he and not paying attention to a woman yelling at him from afar about something he doesn’t even remember now but and then she had the gal to come over and open his door , get in his personals space and yell at him , he never felt his rage boil up so fast and had he been a lesser man or even the man his father he would have punched her dead in the face but he didn’t he just cussed her out and closed his door and drove off.

He learned how to handle suprises better, due to abusive childhood, being suprises isn’t always a pleasant experience. One time for his birthday his friends from NY, and the NY crime lab , his brother and his family, all came down to surprise him and he stepped through the door pulled his him out on all of them but thank goodness he process quickly and quickly hid his weapon. Only Mac,Marisol and Ryan knew what happened , everyone else had no clue because it happened so quick and he turned around embarrassed but quickly laughing it off.

[lucero-is-here]

The camera shows a video recording of the courthouse in Concordia. All of a sudden, the doors are flung open and a man with white hair in a dark blue suit and a blue cravat with stars stepped out.

“Good morning, evening or afternoon, ladies, gentlemen and folks! It’s headcanon time! Archie Rochester!”

Requested by:

Now I have beef with Archie, a LOT of beef. But I’ll do him anyways, cause he was an interesting character nonetheless and a request is a request is it not? And TW for parental issues and drinking.

- he cares a lot about his looks. He spends a lot of time on fixing up his suit, styling his hair and making sure he looks presentable.

- When he was revealed to be Mr Alastor, and behind all the killings that happened in his parties, he mocked Arthur. He laughed on how he was so skilled for being able to pull this off, and questioned what Arthur did when he was 19. You can probably guess Arthur’s face from this, since he wasn’t actually able to argue back.

- close with Rockley and Bernadine. He spends more time with the both of them then his parents.

- (angst) after anything too difficult or stressful on him, he goes to Rockley to cry. He gets that upset by these things, but doesn’t trust his parents enough to go to them and cry about it.

- he really really cares about Bernadine. She was kind of like a second parent to him, and she spent a lot of time with him when he was growing up. His parents were often busy, so Bernadine let him stay with her. When she held exhibitions, he would help set them up sometimes (this was when he was a child), and she always made him part of something in a sense. So he’s really attached to her.

- he was genuinely scared when he got punched in that one case. But he acted cocky about it, cause he didn’t want to show fear or anything-

- if he was born in this timing with the same lifestyle and found out about twitter or some social media, all of his posts would be dissing off Malcolm.

- when Archie met Arthur again cause of Bernadine, his decision to remain civil was not to upset Bernadine, cause he really loves his aunt. Although he would have taunted and mocked Arthur again, he didn’t want to make Bernadine sad, so he stayed quiet and just acted polite.

- bisexual cause I said so

- he has a list of his family that goes from loves, to absolutely despise them. Here’s how it goes: Rockley, Bernadine, Leopold, Veronica, Larry, Clarissa, Horatio and Malcolm. Viola isn’t include cause Archie didn’t even try to get to know her.

- he likes lettuce. He doesn’t know why, he just likes eating lettuce-

- after he managed to properly meet Arthur because of Bernadine, conversations between the two were always awkward. Sometimes Bernadine would have Arthur over in her house, and Archie was coincidentally be there. And if Bernadine disappears for anything, Arthur and Archie just stare at each other questioning everything.

- Archie has committed a lot of crimes- asides from the killings, he may or may not have set something on fire once. You can probably imagine what happened to him when Malcolm found out.

- I like to think he called Rockley “dad” by accident once. Rockley’s reaction was to laugh at his nephew, and pat Archie’s back.

- he can play the piano and violin really well- Leopold taught him how to play the piano and violin ^^ Bernadine and Rockley also watch Archie when he practices, and always applaud and give me advice to improve.

- he drank whiskey once. He wasn’t even an adult he just- TOOK A CUP AND DRANK IT AND WENT: “…I think that was liquor,” before passing out. Rockley rushed him to a hospital.

- He’s not strong at all- he can’t fight, he can’t lift weights- He’s basically really kinda weak (yeah which wasn’t good for him)

- he likes candy, but hates black liquorice.

- he has no friends (okay I headcanon he has one friend which is my OC, but I killed off that OC so yeah Archie’s friendless)

- (him and Arthur’s relationship) at one point, he actually managed to have a half decent conversation with Arthur. They asked about each other’s day and everything- Until Archie tried to pry into the Concordian’s Flying Squad’s business, then did the conversation turned really awkward. Archie kinda regrets it- cause he was actually enjoying the conversation.

- he doesn’t talk to his parents that much. He’s kinda just been taken care by relatives and maids more than his own parents.

That’s all I got for now. If I somehow think of more, I’ll write a part 2.

[talesofphantombandits]

1796

Summary: Narissa was travelling with one Horatio Hornblower, she was heading to her new life with a husband that she had been promised to since the age of six. But when the ship she was traveling on gets commandeered by the Spanish, she joins Horatio and the Duchess to be held captive on the island. There she tends to a young man who is on the brink of death, little did she know then but this man would slowly become the love of her life. Unfortunately there was no way to stop her doomed fate.

Character Pairing: Archie Kennedy/ OC (Narissa McKenna)

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Narissa sighed as she stepped out into the sweet ocean air, she felt like she’d been stuck in her cabin for far too long and so her and the duchess decided to take a little wander around the ship. The Duchess also wanted to find her feet again after being so terribly seasick, but Narissa was more than happy to oblige. But as soon as the Duchess voiced and quite loudly at that about how peckish she was, now that she was feeling so much better. Mr. Hornblower had walked over hurriedly and shushed the pair of them. It was only then that Narissa had taken in her surroundings. Fog, as thick as the black smoke that came from a out of control fire was surrounding them, but it was what Mr. Hornblower had said next that frightened Narissa. They were surrounded by some of the Spanish fleet, this was not going to be good. 

Once they had fully surrounded the ship it was quite obvious that the disguises weren’t going to work, the ship was boarded and we were taken back to land. The men placed in cells, luckily for Narissa and the Duchess a more kind hand was dealt and we got rooms each, both of which were quite comfy. 

They would see Mr. Hornblower every now and again at dinner, the Duchess even had the pleasure of evening walks with him. Narissa on the other hand had to take her morning walks with a random Spanish guard that was obviously not use to walking such lengths for she had to constantly wait for him to keep up. She got so fed up with it that she just said she would get air twice a week instead of everyday. Mr. Hornblower, who had insisted that Narissa call him Horatio from now on had been telling them all tales about an old friend, he’d long thought lost but had discovered him sleeping in the cell they had been put in. Narissa was so intrigued about the whole story and about how fate had brought bother Horatio and his friend back together again. She was however becoming distressed about how apparently increasing sicker his friend, who he mentioned was called Mr. Kennedy was getting. 

It wasn’t until one rainy day when she would actually be able to put a face to the name of Mr. Kennedy, she had been reading a romance novel in her room, no morning walk for her if the sun wouldn’t shine,  when the Duchess had rushed in and informed Narissa that Horatio had brought a half dead Mr. Kennedy inside the main house for medical attention. They both raced to the room where all the chaos was happening to see if they could be of any assistance, and that’s when she saw him. Pale as a ghost, rain still dripping from the tips of his long over grown hair, she froze for only a moment as she felt a strange feeling stir in her. She thought suddenly of love at first sight and if this is what it felt like, she’d been promised to Arthur since she was five years old and was always kept away from all the society balls, while her sister and cousins would go out and enjoy themselves while also getting to feel the joys of falling in love with their own choice of person. With in reason, of course.  She was snapped out of it when two guards rushed in with fire wood, chucking the logs into the fireplace they set fire to them and suddenly a warmth traveled over Narissa, but at the same time she could see Mr. Kennedy start to shake. 

She would watch over him for the next three days, dabbing the sweat off his forehead and making sure he didn’t get cold again, she also read Shakespeare’s ‘Romeo and Juliet’ to him every night, it was the only book she had been giving to fill the time she spent here And every night she would accidentally fall asleep in the chair beside his bed. It wouldn’t be until Horatio would come to relive her, gently waking her and telling her to go get some sleep in a comfortable bed, always fearing for her neck and scolding her about how much pain she’d be in the morning. But she didn’t mind, she found that she couldn’t sleep when she wasn’t sitting in the chair next to his bedside, she boiled this down to worry about his condition and if it was to worsen she wouldn’t be there to tend to him. Then again Mr. Hornblower, his good friend was now beside him, so she knew deep down that he’d be just fine. Where had these deep feelings, for someone she hadn’t even said two words to come from? She didn’t know, hell the man wasn’t even conscious yet and didn’t even know she existed, but she just had this strong urge to make sure he was okay. 

Unfortunately she wouldn’t get to see Mr. Kennedy come around, on one of her morning walks her guard had got on her last nerve and she slipped him, running down to the beach. she looked back to see if she’d lost him and it looked like she had, she smiled to herself, finally some peace and quiet and she could finally walk at her own pace and not have to turn and stop every two seconds. She’d nearly got back to the house when slowpoke rounded the corner she was about to take, nearly bumping into each other by the speed he’d taken it, obvious that he’d been frantically looking for her everywhere. She started to giggle which didn’t last long as he grabbed forcefully onto her left under arm.

“God okay! I’m sorry I slipped you but you’re hurting me, let go of my arm and treat me like the lady I am.” Narissa tried to get his hand off her but with no luck, he was stronger. All she got back was some angry Spanish, and unfortunately she wasn’t fluent. 

Once they had got back she was stripped of all her privileges and confined to her room, she was however informed that there was another ship ready to take her and the Duchess the rest of their journey, she had try to negotiate so she could see her patient one last time. For she was the one doing most of the work looking after him but was denied. All night she was kicking herself, why did she have to run off? Why couldn’t she have just put up with that stupid guard for one more day. The next morning her and the Duchess were back on the sea again, Narissa looked back to land sadly, she didn’t even get to say goodbye to Horatio, she would miss him also. They had been sailing for days, what felt like weeks. Every time they thought they were getting somewhere the captain would be spooked by every flag thinking it was a British one, then one day it was and Narissa noticed that they were back where they started. The other ship was approaching fast and even Narissa, with zero sailing skills knew that this wasn’t going to turn out well for them. And she was right, as soon as they where close they had started firing on them, Narissa and the Duchess were told to shelter in their cabin, but both were far too concerned of a sinking so they stayed on deck, but in the lowest place possible, which turned out to be the best possible choice. The sail above them ripped and the next thing they knew they was an almighty crash and they both jolted forward violently, Narissa falling hard onto the wooden deck which was now splinted, she hadn’t even noticed she had been bleeding until the Duchess had come beside her, cupping Narissa’s face in her hands and wiping the trail of blood that threatened to go into her right eye with her sleeve. 

“Thank you.” Narissa said weakly, she felt dizzy and her vision was starting to become blurred, but the Duchess reassured her and kept her awake as they both headed up to the front of the now damaged boat where all the other, remaining crew had gathered. They waited there for about an hour, but it felt like years. They were all getting battered by the rough waves of the storm, Narissa was actually surprised that there were still seven of them left, the waves were so violent that two crew members had nearly gone over board at least twice but both had clung on for dear life to the edge of the ship, if you could even call it that anymore. Finally they all spotted a tiny boat heading toward them, they would have cheered if not for exhaustion  and the fact that they had to keep focus or they would become apart of the sea forever. Narissa’s vision had become darker and she felt like she could loose consciousness at anytime, but she fought her hardest. She told herself that she had one more hurdle, she just had to make it into the boat and the she would be safe to just let the darkness take her. The first man jumped and made it over to the smaller boat, it only then dawned on her what she was going to have to do, luckily the Duchess, in that moment grabbed onto her hand. 

Narissa looked down at their locked hands. “I know that you’re injured and are fighting it, so we’re going to do this together.” Narissa had no words, but she hoped that the weak smile she mustered would tell the Duchess just how thankful she was. 

They waited for instruction on when it was safe to jump, the last thing Narissa remembers was thinking just how familiar the voice of the man shouting the orders was, and then darkness, she doesn’t even remember making it to the boat. The next thing she remembered was the smell of coffee, which was strange. Was she not just in the middle of the sea, fighting for her life in a terrible storm? And yet that was definitely coffee she could smell. Then it dawned on her, was she dead? No she couldn’t be, she didn’t even like coffee so if she was in heaven why would God make her smell that first? Unless she was in hell? 

She opened her eyes and was met with a white celling, she looked around and took in her surroundings as her brain fog cleared. She knew this room, it was familiar because she had spent many days, happily reading sat in front of a log fire. She sat up slowly, her body ached but it was bearable and she was too curious. She pulled back the covers and swung her legs off the bed, taking a moment to make sure she was actually feeling physically ready to stand up. She moved over to the window and peered out, just as she thought. She was back with the Spanish and the bed she was in was the same one Mr. Kennedy had laid in. 

“So, you’re the owner of the little voice in my head that was reading Shakespeare?” Narissa span around so fast that she wobbled a little, Mr. Kennedy who was leaning against the door frame chuckled a little. 

“You heard that?” This was the first time that Narissa could see his eyes, they were the deepest blue she’d ever seen and she had a hard time looking away from them so that she could sit down to steady herself, apparently she wasn’t as stable as she first thought she was.  

Mr. Kennedy smiled and motioned to the seat beside the bed that she had spent many a night in beside him. She nodded her approval and he cam further in the room, taking the seat. “Romeo and Juliet, a good choice.” 

“That’s all they had to give me, more of a ‘Much Ado About Nothing” fan.”  

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Born on July 12, 1896, Antinous was the youngest child and only son of the Bulstrodes. His mother was a celebrated potioneer in the Pure-Blood circles and owned her own shop in the Mysticked District. There she met Antinous's father, and after a year of courtship, they decided they were suitable for marriage and entered into a marriage contract. The lack of "love" between his parents didn't affect the family as poorly as many might assume. They greatly respected each other and gave Antinous and his older sister, Concordia, plenty of love and affection.

Being a decade younger than his cousin Violetta, family meetings were hardly pleasant affairs. It didn't help that Violetta was the favoured Bulstrode, her "golden child" status only increasing after her betrothal to Cygnus Black II was announced.

He grew closer to his other cousin, Ephesia, bonding over their dislike of Violetta. Ephesia, Concordia, and Antinous were notorious pranksters who often targeted Violetta and sometimes even Malasintha. The days leading up to Violetta's marriage to Cygnus II were filled with even more mischief — their crowning achievement being the near-ruination of her wedding dress with slime. A last-minute replacement meant she couldn't shine as brightly as she'd hoped on her wedding day.

Sorted into Slytherin, he threw himself to doing his duty: maintaining his grades and befriending high-society pure-blood witches. Antinous had no trouble conforming to pure-blood supremacy, upholding it unlike others, yet never quite understood the idea of marrying early and having heirs. Thus, he didn't marry until 1925, the year Violetta's granddaughter, Walburga, was born — much to his parents' chagrin.

He married Cresentia from the Slughorn family, a sister of Horace Slughorn, welcoming their son, Horatio, a year later. He would make Concordia, Horatio’s godmother. The man was unusually generous when it came to donations to support the pure-blood cause. They would have twin daughters: Concordia Ephesia and Hypatia Cresentia in 1932.

He was utmost proud of his family, yet was cautious when Hypatia was sorted into Gryffindor, instead of the traditional Slytherin. Not wanting to take dire measures against his daughter, he owed her after her sorting, saying that it was fine if she was sorted into Gryffindor but she had to socialize with fine pure-blood wizards and try not to befriend any muggles or half-bloods.

Hypatia would marry Corban Yaxley, siring his heirs and Concordia, named after his older sister, would marry a member of the Travers family.

He was present for the birth of his grandson, Angelus. He disliked Angelus, as he felt that he was not part of their family, and he was right to have his suspicions. It would truly be ironic when Angelus found himself smitten with a client Gascoigne, a muggle-born Hufflepuff in the same year. When he found out that Millicent was pregnant with his grandson’s child, he ordered Angelus to cut all contact with the muggle-born immediately or she would face severe consequences. It was thought that Angelus was a Seer, yet the theory was disproved since there had been no Seer blood in the Bulstrode lineage since the 13th century. But before Antinous could disown Angelus, he had a heart attack and fell down from his desk. (oof)

Millicent Gascoigne died giving birth to a girl who Angelus named after his mother. Millicent Bulstrode and her father, Angelus are still recognized as true members of House Bulstrode.

Concordia I Bulstrode is @theblackswan-and-thewhiterose's OC!

Louis Patridge as Antinous Bulstrode, younger brother of Concordia Bulstrode, and the cousin of Violetta Black, @konstantynowitz's OC, Malasintha Crabbe and my OC, Ephesia Nott.

Concordia is @theblackswan-and-thewhiterose 's OC! Thank you for allowing me to make this OC!

Side note: he is the great-grandfather of Millicent Bulstrode!

FC suggestion by @theblackswan-and-thewhiterose !

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Get To Know My OC Tag

tagged by @saltysupercomputer to share three images of one of my characters and answer the questions.

Open Tag!

I'm doing this for Caspian Acker

(i only care enough to do two pictures, i can't think of a third)

1. Are you named after anyone?

No, even my last name comes from no-one else. My first name might have been from someone, back when I was called Cas, but I expanded to Caspian myself, and the last name was totally my own.

2. When was the last time you cried?

I haven't cried since the whole saving the world thing. (Liar, he did cry then, but he's cried more recently. The man does not have his emotions as under control as he would pretend)

3. Do you have kids?

Yes! Horatio is my younger son, he's almost a professor level at magic theory, and not even old enough get tested for magic yet! My older daughter, Galena, is a tax collector.

4. Do you use sarcasm?

No. I'm the Governor, people need to be able to understand me with clarity.

5. What's the first thing you notice about people? 

I notice first their stance, how they position themselves.

6. What's your eye color?

Brown or black, depending on the lighting.

7. Scary movies (stories) or happy endings?

I don't have time for stories anymore. When I was a kid, I would have said scary stories, as I thought the happy endings unrealistic. But the scary stories I guess had the same sort of unrealistic, samey endings.

8. Any special talents?

I've an intuitive handle on magic, and very strong magic as well.

9. Where were you born?

I was born, probably, in a small little town. I hated it.

10. What are your hobbies?

I'm very busy with my job as governor. I don't really have time for hobbies.

11. Have you any pets?

No, don't have a need for them.

12. What sports do you play/have played?

I've played a bit of neighborhood football games, but at most, I've played ten games.

13. How tall are you?

Six feet and three inches. I've always been tall.

14. Favorite subject in school?

Practical magic.

15. Dream job?

I like my current job. I'm in charge of the Mage Society for the sector. I get to teach practical magic to a few students. I can't think of any job I want right now.

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Now I want to know what you like about Sebastian from Black Butler, hehehe!

AAAA YAY Sebastian ask, THANK YOU!! 🖤

A chance to yap about this demon YESS

Okay, I saw Sebastian when I was a kid at some point, I think at least once bc he really looked familiar to me when I saw him again a few years ago and that's when I really started liking him. To be honest, before I even watched the anime, I REALLY loved Sebastian's design and his look overall. Like, he's really handsome, I love the way he's dressed, he is so elegant, etc.

And then I got into the anime. And oh my... his voice... J. Michael Tatum is a perfect choice for his English voice. Other than his look and voice I love his character because, to me, he really is a special character. He's a demon who is also a butler. His abilities, his personality, the cool mark that he shares with Ciel for their contract. That's so cool to me, like AGHHH I think he is very well written. And hot as fuck. And he's also silly! He likes cats, and yeah he's not only a badass one hell of a butler, he can be funny. I also love his loyalty and his very gentleman behavior. That's perfect, I know he is probably loyal to Ciel only because of the contract and the fact he will get his soul, but still I really like how he acts with Ciel. There's so much about him and so many episodes but yeah I love him 😭

Silly Sebastian ^ ^

One hell of a butler Sebastian >:]

ALSO yes of course Sebastian was my inspiration for Acheron and some of my other oc's, for example Horatio and Sylvain. I think he's really handsome and well written character, I literally have a few mangas and I love how when I read them, I just look at him AHAH

I also love the whole aesthetic of the whole anime/manga because it's also set in (if that's the correct information) 19th century in the Queen Victoria era and just looks so pretty to me :]

Sebastian has a special place in my heart and the whole anime, actually. But yeah, Sebastian, my beloved 🖤

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The Granger Family / The Lost Branch of The Black Family

Bellatrix Pegasus Black XV is the squib daughter of Pollux Betelgeuse Black XIII. She and her twin brother Cygnus were born in 1928. After the Black family threw her out for being a squib, she changed her name to Beatrice Pegasus Granger. Her best friend was a muggle named Hubert Hugh Hughes, who taught her about the muggle world. She taught Hugo about magic and royalty. Several years later she started going by her middle name, Pegasus.

They fell in love, got married, and Hugo took Pegasus’s last name. Pegasus and Hugo became mages and wanted to live in the wizarding world, but mages were illegal preventing them from living normal life. Their anger at this injustice led them to robbing the Ministry of Magic several times.

After Pegasus’ older sister, Walburga, attempted to murder Pegasus and Hugo, they returned to the muggle world. They moved back to Hugo’s birth town of Pentref Coedwig (Welsh for Forest Village) in North Wales.

The only one of Pegasus’ siblings who didn’t disown her was her younger brother Alphard. Alphard did not believe in blood supremacy and was hiding his marriage to Minerva McGonagall from most of his family. Pegasus and Hugo allowed Alphard and Minerva to build a semi-independent flat in their attic. Minerva lived there during the summer and Alphard to keep their marriage hidden bounced between different relatives’ houses.

After moving back to Pentref Coedwig, Pegasus and Hugo had three sons: Antigonus in 1959, Florizel in 1961, and Dogberry in 1963. Pegasus and Hugo told their sons about magic and when they turned eleven started teaching them how to use enchanted items and brew potions.

When Florizel was fourteen he was injured and while recovering he developed an interest in healing. He sought to have dual training in both muggle medical school and as a wizarding healer apprentice. He decided dentistry was the most interesting medical profession.

A year or so later, Alphard broke ties with most of his family and permanently moved in with Pegasus and Hugo.

While Antigonus was dating Elen Awbrey, they decided to set Florizel up with her cousin Jean Awbrey, who was also interested in becoming a dentist. Florizel and Jean hit it off and started dating. They made plans to attend the same university so they would stay together in college.

The spring before they started college, Jean discovered that she was pregnant. Florizel and Jean married in the summer. In September 1979, Jean delivered her daughter, Hermione. Pegasus, Hugo, Alphard, and Minerva offered to help raise her so Florizel and Jean could stay in university. Florizel and Jean named Alphard and Minerva as Hermione’s godparents.

Antigonus and Elen married. Their first son, Dromio was born in 1982. Both Florizel and Antigonus decided that not telling their wives about magic was the best idea. Their primary reasons for not explaining the wizarding world were the civil war, the fact that their parents were legendary criminals, and that their first cousin, Bellatrix was murdering any relatives she deemed un-pure. 

Florizel studied magical healing during summers between college. After finishing medical school, Florizel and Jean set up a dentistry clinic in the city of Bangor in North Wales. Hermione now lived mostly with her parents but still stayed with her grandparents for part of the summer. In October 1985, Florizel and Jean’s second daughter, Hero, was born. 

Antigonus and Elen’s second son, Lysander, was born in 1986. Four years later, Elen died after several months of battling illness. Grief-stricken, Antigonus moved to France. 

In November 1990, Florizel and Jean’s son, Horatio, was born.

When Hermione received her Hogwarts letter, she didn’t know anything about magic or her family’s connections to the magical world. 

Minerva told about magic and the wizarding world; however, she didn’t mention the Granger family ties to the magical world. Additionally, Minerva explained that she is also a witch, but Hermione should not tell anyone, especially Florizel, Jean, and the rest of her family and friends. Minerva also informs Hermione that she is a professor at Hogwarts and it would be best if they pretended not to know each other.

Dromio, in France, received his Beauxbatons letter two years later. While at Beauxbatons, was bullied by the other students for being both British and being the smartest in his year.

Hero and Horatio were staying with Pegasus and Hugo in 1997 when Hermione modified their parents’ memories. Hermione wrote some letters to the rest of her family claiming that Florizel and Jean were working for Doctors Without Borders in Africa and that she was in a foreign exchange program in America. Lysander received his Beauxbatons letter that summer. Hero would have gotten her Hogwarts letter, but Snape’s Hogwarts didn’t admit muggle-borns. 

Alphard got Hero a wand from a French wand-maker and her family started to teach her basic spells. While at Beauxbatons, Lysander became friends with Gabrielle Delacour. 

Around November, Florizel and Jean got their memories back and returned to Great Britain. Florizel started helping his family fight in the war but still refrained from telling Jean anything. The turmoil from moving back into their house and reestablishing their dentistry clinic meant that Hero and Horatio were still living with their grandparents. Florizel believed they were safer with Pegasus and Hugo, anyway.

In March 1998, the Death Eaters launched an attack on Beauxbatons. Dromio broke from his class during the evacuation to warn Lysander and Gabrielle who were studying in an empty room. Dromio retrieved them but couldn’t rejoin the other students before Bellatrix cornered them. She injured all three kids before the teachers rescued them. Dromio had the worst injuries, Gabrielle had the least severe injuries.

The school believed that the primary targets of the attack were Dromio and Lysander and that the best way to protect the rest of the students was to expel them. Antigonus and his sons moved back to Wales and lived with Pegasus and Hugo.

Pegasus, Hugo, Alphard, Antigonus, Florizel, and Dogberry all fought at the battle of Hogwarts.

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Horatio

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So I’ve been doing some thinking and Hero and Horatio’s dynamic makes more sense if they were closer in age. So instead of being born in January of 1994, Horatio is born in November of 1990 instead. Meaning Hero and Horatio only have a five year age gap instead of the original eight. Also I’m loving the new possibilities this opens up.

I’ll update the major lore post soon. Besides he really didn’t look four in the pictures I drew of him.

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Horatio

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Christmas 1996. Hero Granger decides to make her accidental magic everyone else's problem and levitates the contents of a room, her little brother included.

Edit: added the white stripes in their hair

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Carla Dominguez (OC ) "CSI: Miami" Headcanons

Born February 5, 1957 in Harlem NYC

She is Dominican and Black

Her mother is balck and her father is Dominican.

Her family comes from both the US and Dominican Republic were once slaves, but gained freedom in the 1830s and made a life in the USA.

Her grandfather started a jazz club at the height go the Harlem Renaissance and Passed it down to her father and eventually her.

Horatio and Carla meta at 4 years old at the same pre-school and became instant best friends.

She is the extroverted of the two, New York aggressive (iykyk) but very nice and sweet.

He learned Spanish from her but never picked up on the language. he understood it over time but couldn't speak it. He couldn't roll his R's.

Hasn’t been in many fights but can hold her own.

She taught him how to dance and he even got exposed to latin music through her. Her parents owned a jazz club in Harlem and he and his friends would spend some nights or weekend there dancing at her house or dancing out in front of the club learning how to dance.

Carla became so much more than a friend but became family and they considered him as a son. for him and they gave him so much more valuable than he can ever repay: gave him love, kindness, fun, laughter and good food of course and how to party, but more importantly how a family should be.

She never knew he was being abused until one day , Her father got him a bike at 10 years old and he rode it home, his father was off that day and all she knew is an hr and a half later a a loud bang o n the door she was in the living room with her cousins watching tv and as her father opened the door there was this large red head short haired man , Horatio In the hands of his towering father, as big as their door, Barked at her father about the bike short and quick and threw it, literally threw it on the stoop and drug him back where they came. she was in shock not only as that her first time seeing him but the sheer anger and seeing Horatio in that state, she just clicked it all together.

After that event , her father decided to just keep future presents for Horatio at his house form that point on, they had an extra room usually sued as play room for her cousin but they dubbed it Horatio bedroom and they had parties as

The next time she saw him,He profusely apologized fearful of losing her as a friend , his face red and with tears trying to explain. she never blamed him or was upset. But It was like word vomit for him , he was like that for weeks until she had to tell him to stop. They never spoke about it again.

Carla had chosen to have a Quince over a sweet 16 and Horatio helped her plan and even came up with the color scheme: pink and brown . he regrets util this day lol but at the time it seems like a good idea. He was in a brown with pink vest in the vest toe and Carla in two gowns , one for church and another for the party after which was a pink prairie dress style gown less tules and fluffier so she can dance with a few brown accents and a Tiara. but they had a good time.

3 months later tragedy struck her best friend when his arrests died , allegedly murdered, by Horatio. Something she never believed even after the charges were pressed. All he members her telling is that his father and mother were at it again , and he was in the house and hearing the argument and watching them and seeing his mother hit the floor and then , next thing he woke up in the hospital covered in cuts and bruises and his head hurting. No memory in between.

Her family became legal guardians to Horatio and his brother a year later, it was a long hard fight with the state but they it finally happened. Horatio initially tried to refuse but they isisted plus he didn't want his brother separated from him.

She stuck with hm through it all, even though he still had nightmares and wetted the bed still, had to deal with prying eyes for the rest of high school, she was still there.

She got married on May 3rd 1974 to a tall handsome mocha skin colored black man named David Rayes a tax consultant, who was tall handsome.

She wanted to make Horatio her maid if honor but he vehemently said no, plus he would not have had time as an officer, so she got someone else.

Carla had to be convince several times by him not to fight his ex gf that was getting physical with him.

Carla ended u having 5 children, 3 boys and 2 girls. one if her daughters Kelly, enned up later on pursuing music as a singer and plays several instruments including percussion , piano and guitar.

when Horatio moved to Miami ,she was sad to see him go but she didnt fight him when he left, he looked so emotionally worn out she was the one to get him a Spanish learning audio set and headphones because she knew he would NEED it in Miami.

They had a hard time keeping in touch over the years, more Horatio part than hers but he checked

In every now and then but his life has been a series of uos and downs since then

When he finally got out on trial for his Mirder charge, she testified on his behalf