#I WANT TO DATE GRACE AND RENEE

[thunderpoolisawesome]

Here in my small boutique. Let me date my fucking colleague. Let me DATE MY FUCKING COLLEAGUE.

CAN I PLEASE FUCKING DATE HER?? I DON’T WANT TO MARRY THE OWNER

RAAAAAH

[fantastic-nonsense]

Made a post about my 3 things I want to see with every Wonder Woman adaptation, despite needing to do some catching up myself. Related, do you have a link to a Wonder Woman reading list?

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Nice list!

As for my Wonder Woman recs list....technically, yes. I made a Wonder Woman starter recs list way back in 2017 right after the movie came out. However, it's outdated, I've changed my opinion on some of the things I said there as I've read more Wonder Woman comics, and it also fails to include several good comics. So here's my current Wonder Woman recs list:

Starter comics: These are great comics to read if you're new to Wonder Woman comics or only have a passing familiarity with her:

Wonder Woman: Year One, by Greg Rucka

Wonder Woman (1987) #1-62, by George Perez

Wonder Woman: The Hiketeia, by Greg Rucka

JLA: League of One, by Christopher Moeller

The Legend of Wonder Woman, by Ray Dillion and Renee De Liz

Wonder Woman: Historia, by Kelly Sue DeConnick

Wonder Woman (1987) #170, by Phil Jimenez (the Diana-Lois 'Day in the Life' issue)

"Generations" from Sensation Comics Featuring Wonder Woman, by Michael Jelenic (Issue #12 digitally, Issue #7 print)

Wonder Woman: Our Worlds At War, by Phil Jimenez (warning: this oneshot ties into the "Our Worlds at War" event, so the frame story will probably be confusing, but the majority of the story is a solid retelling of the collective Amazonian history up to that point)

Second-level comics: read these once you have a baseline familarity with Diana and her supporting cast:

Wonder Woman by Phil Jimenez, including Paradise Lost/Paradise Found (which I don't think are in the current Jimenez omnibus)

Wonder Woman by Greg Rucka (his first run on the title), with a particular call-out for the Medusa arc

Wonder Woman: The Circle and Ends of the Earth, by Gail Simone

Wonder Woman Rebirth (2016), by Greg Rucka (Rucka's second run; everything except Year One fits here)

Wonder Woman: The Twelve Labors (WW 1942 #212-222), by Len Wein and assorted other writers

Wonder Woman/Justice League Dark: The Witching Hour, by James Tynion IV

Wonder Woman: Lords and Liars by Mariko Tamaki

All of the comics on both lists are great; I have no hesitation recommending any of them. However, I will give a blanket warning for sexual assault in the Amazons' backstory, particularly during the seminal Perez run (which is very dated in how it handles the topic, unfortunately), and put a general note that while I can't think of anything outright offensive, various social issues are not always handled with grace (especially in the older runs).

Comics featuring the Wonderfam supporting cast:

Tales of the Titans (2023) #3, by Steve Orlando* (for Donna)

New Teen Titans: Who is Donna Troy?, by Marv Wolfman*

Titans (1999), by Devin Grayson (for Donna)*

The Return of Donna Troy, by Phil Jimenez (collected in The Death and Return of Donna Troy)*

Titans (2023), by Tom Taylor (for Donna)

Wonder Woman: Lifelines (WW 1987 #105-108) and WW #109-113, by John Byrne (Cassie Sandsmark's introduction)

Young Justice (1998), by Peter David (for Cassie)*

Nubia and the Amazons, by Stephanie Williams and Vita Ayala*

Nubia: Queen of the Amazons, by Stephanie Williams and Vita Ayala*

Wonder Woman: The Contest (WW 1987 #0 and #90-100), by William Messner-Loebs (for Artemis of Bana-Mighdall)

Artemis: Requiem, by William Messner-Loebs (Note: this is not actually recommended reading. It's utterly cursed and I wouldn't put it on here if it wasn't absolutely necessary to understand how Artemis isn't dead after "The Contest." Read everything else on this list before you read this mini)

Wonder Woman: Gods of Gotham (WW 1987 #164-167), by Phil Jimenez*

Red Hood and the Outlaws Rebirth (2016) #1-24, by Scott Lobdell (for post-Flashpoint!Artemis, who's basically a different character)

Future State: Wonder Woman, by Joelle Jones (Yara Flor)

Wonder Girl (2021), by Joelle Jones (for Yara) (Note: this run is "just okay" and I'm reccing it with several reservations. However, it's also Yara's most prominent comic to date)

I've starred the ones on this list that I actually recommend as "good comics to read" and not just "decent starter comics for the character." Warning for depictions of sexual assault, bad art if you're looking at a pre-2000s comic, and being forced to engage with Scott Lobdell and William Messner-Loebs' writing.

I also recommend DC Bombshells by Marguerite Bennett; it's an Elseworlds comic set in WWII that co-stars Diana and it's delightful. There's certainly others that are decent, but I think this is a solid starter list if you want to understand Wonder Woman and how she should be written.

[missprincesse345]

Daddy’s girls

Summary: what happens when Billy Gunns girlfriend goes into labor while he’s at collision?

Pairing: Billy Gunn x y/n reader

Dating timeline: 2019 -now / Face claim (Chole Bailey)

Third pov:

“ Are you sure you’ll be okay while I’m gone hun? If you need me to stay , get ya anything? Just” billy said only to get cut off by a giggling y/n who gave her big hunk a sweet kiss. “ we’re going to be okay the baby bag , extra overnight bags and everything else is already to go if anything happens bowens and Jon are on speed dial along with Renee, you go out there tonight win or lose our little princess is going to be proud of her daddy” she blushed looking down at her tummy.

Yep there is a new Gunn on the way for Billy & y/n ever since New Year’s Day billy & the boys found out she was pregnant they had been her saving grace,from helping out with housework to driving her around it was a easy stress free pregnancy for her. “ alright alright I’m going just nervous * holding her close feeling the baby kick softly making the two chuckle* man can believe it I’m gonna be daddy again, mmm that’s the boys mmm love you I’m gonna call you soon as I get there love sweetheart” billy told y/n kissing her deeply her smaller figure fitting perfectly in his big arms.

“ love you more now go before your late” she giggles pushing him playfully towards the door watching as he left waving goodbye “ you’re daddy is something else” she said smiling to herself rubbing her tummy.

“ And you’re winners the acclaimed!!!” They announced as the guys hands were raised smiling big everyone cheering loudly. Walking back to their locker room Bryan Danielson flagged billy down “ billy you gotta hurry up and get to the hospital y/n went in to labor half an hour ago jon & Renee are with her right now” he told them as billy freaked out for a second before quickly getting changed.

“ mmm thank you guys * winces a bit* for being here” y/n said shaking slightly in pain as the couple helped her calm down earlier on while watching the show from home her water broke “ no worries hun just keep breathing alright” Jon replied as Renee nodded in agreement before going to look out for billy. After a while as well a few speeding tickets he made it to the hospital running out of the car he headed inside frantically looking around he found Renee “ where’s y/n? God please tell me she’s okay” he said out of breath.

“ she’s fine but hurry up baby’s almost here already started pushing and she’s terrified keeps asking for you” she replied leading him to y/n’s hospital room. Busting through the door sweating out of breath seeing his African beauty crying in pain breathing heavily made his heart break a little “ billy?” Her small sweet voice called looking up at him managing to smile * He came * she thought.

Switching places with Jon billy kissed her head holding her hand tightly rubbing soothing circles up and down y/n’s back “ I was so scared didn’t think you were gonna make it” she replied shakily “ I know I know but I’m here darlin you got this babygirl understand? You carried this little bundle of love & beauty in your stomach I know it’s hurts but it’ll be all over soon” he said giving her words of encouragement “ love you billy I love you so much” she said crying a little.

“ Ms.y/l/n you have one more push take another deep breath for me and you’ll meet your little girl” the doctor said as y/n nodded never wanting to go through this painful moment again she was happy to welcome their child into the world.

After one final push y/n fell back against billy out of breath tired sore and exhausted the little cry’s of their precious darling made them cry happily “ you did it baby you did it she’s here” billy said kissing her tears away then giving her the biggest kiss. “ we did it she’s here can’t believe it”.

* few days later *

Y/n & the baby had been discharged from the hospital and were now currently resting in the living room holding their little coco puff bundle of joy in her arms “ she’s so beautiful our little flower” y/n giggles smiling tracing the Carmel skinned infants face softly, “ she gets all of it from her mama not a trace of me in her” billy teased squeezing her side his two girls daddy’s beautiful African beauties. “ not true she has your eyes” y/n replied pouting it was true while their little girl was her twin she had Billy’s eyes mixed with y/n’s long lashes. Hearing a knock at the door billy chuckled smiling seeing Austin and Colten at the door ready to meet their new sibling “ come on she’s in the living room” he smirked watching them quietly yet quickly head to the living room gasping in awe at their new sibling “ hey you two * giggles * c’mere Austin Colten meet your baby sister Lottie Gunn” she said softly watching the two men tear up admiring the newest addition to the family “ hey little sis we’re so glad you’re here couldn’t wait to me you, yeah but don’t worry we’re gonna protect you with every fiber of our being we love you so much can’t wait for the memories were gonna share” they said holding their new sibling softly.

Since his ex wife leaving him and the boys high & dry Billy got a amazing blessing he never ever thought he’d get again to be a father to amazing children, but here is with his sons His queen of color and their chocolate drop princess * I am truly blessed thank you lord * he thought to himself smiling.

Her outfits:

[throughalleternity]

🍈🍑

🍈 Who’s your blorbo and what are some of your favorite headcanons/ideas about them that repeatedly show up in your fics? Free pass to rant about blorbo opinions.

Nooo I can't pick 😭 if I have to, I lean more towards Alex (I do a lot with Lucy/Leon that I wouldn't with Alex, though). Nb!Alex is an obvious fave headcanon, and some of my current fave fics of mine are that. But generally I think my fics with Alex are pretty spread out (and there's not too many), so there's not that much stuff that show up repeatedly? But I really like this one: soft, fraught emotional moments, especially when Alex is confronting something she worries about but tries not to, and then is finally able to ask for and get reassurance.

Outside of fic, it's Renee Montoya - I kinda hate to just cling to everything Rucka has written but I just love those arcs so much. But she's actually making some more appearances now that are... maybe slightly better??? I say that very tentatively, given that most of her appearances post-flashpoint have been inconsequential and just her continuing to sit as commissioner... but I'm curious where Ram V is going with her now. I wasn't really into her appearances earlier in his current run of Detective, but I actually enjoyed her in #1082. Which also makes me happy because I can display my copy of her #1079 Wanted cover without being so annoyed lmao. Still, let Renee quit the force!!! 😭

🍑 If you could make a connection between your favorite character and another work you care about (whether a crossover/fusion or a wonderfully “pretentious” literary reference) what would it be? How would it work?

If this counts - the band Against Me! and trans/nb Alex or Maggie. Or both, now that I'm thinking about it. I had a college AU in mind where both of them are trans and they meet at school and end up sticking together because the existing lgbt club doesn't feel welcoming to them, and I really like the idea of them reading about Laura Jane Grace coming out and listening to the album two years later and having that to cling to (Maggie plays guitar and Alex will swipe her into the biochem computer lab late at night when everyone is gone and they'll sing/play along to the album while Alex runs code in the background). The years are just slightly off for their undergrad since Laura came out in 2012, but if canon can't get dates right then I don't have to either lol.

[skye-huntress]

The Witch from Mercury Reaction

Episode 9: “If I Could Take One Step Toward You”

I have finally figured out how to do the “read more” thing on mobile. I admit, I am pretty self-conscious about more very long posts and how much some people have to scroll past. I’ll leave the first few bullet points up just to give a sense of how I do my own reactions, because I know others have different ways of doing things, and maybe potential readers have their own preferences.

We’re having a flashback now? Even I can tell that was a pretty flimsy excuse from Shaddiq. Maybe he was worried if he defeated Guel for Holder status he would lose Miorine’s respect. Well, with his latest stunt, he already has, but perhaps he’s already given up on Miorine ever seeing him how he wants her to see him.

Despite the amount of pressure he’s putting on Miorine, he’s still trying to be very compromising, to meet her halfway. Unfortunately, Miorine never wanted to involve him in the first place and his actions are only provoking her. Even if he wanted to avoid it and give her an out, the duel challenge was inevitable the moment he interfered.

Seems this is less a challenge between two students, and more a challenge between Earth House and Grassley House. And of course as in previous duels, the Duelling Committee has gone out of the way to stack the odds in their favour.

The website says Lilique is popular with the male students, which if true is not only awesome for a number of reasons, but also might explain the unprovoked hostility from that other girl.

When they talked about needing more pilots for support, we all thought of Guel. But would he actually? He cared enough about Suletta to challenge “Elan” before, but that just made his own situation even worse. That said, what else does he have to lose at this point? He might still have his tuition, for now, but he’s not going to get back in his father’s good graces while camping out in the woods, he’s better off thinking about what he can do for himself.

My read is that Shaddiq is being somewhat genuine, that he respects Miorine as her own person and doesn’t see her as an ornament. The problem is Miorine does not believe him, and why should she? Even putting aside how her cynicism and resentment towards the Benerit Group has developed over the years, if she still had an ounce of trust or respect for Shaddiq, we destroyed it when he interfered with her life. He cemented his status as her enemy.

This is the first time that Suletta has ever referred to Miorine as her bride, and she did so to say that she believes in her Mio-Mio. I’m so proud.

And that is when Shaddiq turns into a petty asshole, saying he’ll take Aerial and Miorine from her. Talk like that is what signals to me he is about to lose.

I should have figured Peil wouldn’t give Miorine the Pharact. It’d be too easy for Earth House to figure out that they never improve the suit technology to protect the pilots so they’d be the ones exposed for violating the bioethics of pilots, not to mention the questions about Elan Ceres. But they are using Belmeria Winston as a go-between likely to learn the secrets of Aerial.

Speaking of “go-betweens”, Nika. She seems as fed up with Shaddiq’s scheming as Miorine, however, I’m still concerned with what she’s already told or done for him, and what she got in return.

Anyway, to the duel. We have quite the cast from Grassley House, but the only one that stuck out to me was Renee. Seriously, she’s upset her 12th back-up boyfriend asked Lilique out, and he didn’t even get the date. She’s really telling on herself when despite her popularity, she needs a list of more than a dozen guys to ask out. It means she has enough awareness to know she is so toxic that none of her relationships will last.

As predictable, despite the fancy new suits from Peil Tech, the non-pilots from Earth House went down very quickly, leaving Suletta and Aerial to get overwhelmed very early into the battle. Meanwhile Shaddiq immediately went after the only other actual pilot, the only one who could offer reliable support. And with the rest of the team down, they can gang up on the real target. In one-on-one, Aerial can’t be beaten, and even with anti-GUND tech, there was no guarantee Shaddiq would be able to successfully deploy it and much less finish the fight before Suletta could turn the tables. That’s why he stacked the deck, relying on having a larger number of experienced pilots.

Prospera was looking so expressionless, even when Aerial was hit by the anti-GUND weapons. She’s seen the weapon first-hand so she knew it would eventually be used against Aerial, but even if she thought she found a work-around, she wouldn’t have anyway of actually testing it. I think this was the first time she wasn’t sure what the outcome would be and that she was actually afraid for Aerial.

This is a defining moment for Suletta as a pilot. This is the first time she could not rely on Aerial, even though she was still piloting her. It’s one thing when she’s out of the cock-pit, or in another mobile suit. It’s another matter entirely when it’s only her piloting skills that are preventing Aerial from being blown apart. And who knows what having her head blown off will do to Aerial herself. I’ll get back to how this might change Suletta in a bit.

We might get clarification of this later, but it seems while the weapon did momentarily suppress Aerial for a while, it was either a temporary effect that Aerial was able to overcome, or maybe it was like put Aerial to sleep and Suletta’s words helped to wake her up. Whatever the case, Grassley House were not prepared for the sudden comeback, and with Suletta contributing more to the fight leaving Aerial’s GUND-bits to provide her support, she was able to take half the team out.

Still not quite enough for Suletta to beat Shaddiq on her own. If it were one-on-one, she probably would have managed. Still, I like it this way, Shaddiq set himself up for failure because he completely underestimated Earth House. Grassley took out the rest of the team and ignore them, but they never fully disabled Chuchu’s demi-trainer and there’s no rules saying that Earth House couldn’t support their team in other ways. Earth House may not have as many pilots or fancy mobile suits, but what they lack compared to the major Houses, they make up for in their tenacity and their ability to improvise with what little they have to work with. This wasn’t Aerial once again annihilating her opponent like previous duels, this was Earth House proving that are not to be underestimated.

Now I have to remind myself that per Miorine’s request, the duel was live-streamed outside of the Benerit Group, meaning the rest of the solar system has the pleasure of viewing Suletta’s awkward little Gundam dance live. My hat is off to you, my fellow socially-awkward geek! It’s great for Miorine’s company to get some attention and support from outside the Group.

Finally, GUND-ARM, Inc. is officially started. It might have been a pain, and it was a close call towards the end, but the livestream might be worth the drama

As for Suletta, not really in a celebratory mood. She didn’t lose, but she came so close that this was a huge wake-up call for her. Even though Aerial can still be repaired, this is probably the worst she has ever been “hurt”, and Suletta has come to the conclusion it was because she relies too much on Aerial rather than focus on improving herself. How many times has she said that Aerial is the one who is special, yet when Aerial needed her to step up for a change, her own skill were lacking.

So that’s two important developments for Suletta. The first is finally acknowledging and accepting that she is engaged to Miorine and that they are facing the future together as partners. The second is the acknowledgement that as a pilot she needs to improve for the sake of Aerial, Miorine and herself.

Finally, Shaddiq has come to accept that he screwed up, not just with the duel, but long ago. If he stepped up before, challenged Guel, became Miorine’s groom instead, maybe he could have won her affections as Suletta has. There was no guarantee of course, and part of why Miorine likes Suletta is because of how earnest she is. There’s no schemes or ulterior motives with the girl from Mercury, she’s someone that Miorine actually can trust, with her life as well as her heart.

[thompsonrenee]

[ Natalia Dyer | 25 | Cis-Female | She/Her ] Hey, look! It’s [RENEE GRACE THOMPSON ] at [ the Library ]. Did you know they are a [ TRAVEL JOURNALIST]? I guess they��re from EAST HAVEN, VERMONT] and have been in town for [1 DAY], living in [MAPLE HILLS]. I also heard they’re a little [SHREWED], but also very [SHARP-WITTED] which definitely makes sense. [ Jess | 30+ | EST | She/Her ]

Biography:

Renee was born to Nancy & Don Thompson on October, 31st at just four pounds eleven ounces. Stubborn since the day she was born, Renee has always been a go-getter. Renee was born weeks earlier than she should have been and spent the first couple of weeks of her life in the NICU. Her mother not leaving her side more than she had to. Renee was not the only child of Nancy and Don. Renee has an older brother Ricky who was three years old at her birth. Renee was born a fighter and was out of the NICU quicker than the nurses had anticipated. Nancy since has always been close to Renee,

Renee had always been gifted when it came to school, even skipping the third grade. It was always a lot harder for her socially-wise. Renee always had a hard time making friends. She rather would spend her time reading in her room or hanging with her mom. Her father was always working so Nancy would often drag her out of doing her schoolwork to do something fun. Renee was and still is a bookworm. She also was always writing at a young age. She would write stories to read to her mother and father when and if he was around. She kept extensive diaries still stored in boxes at her mother’s house. Renee ended up graduating high school at the age of seventeen. With her astonishing SAT scores and grades, she was able to get into the University of Vermont. It was hard for Renee to be away from her family and the friends she had made. She had never left her family or been away from them more than a night, The adjustment was perfect for Renee in the end. She was able to become more social and excel in her classes. She loved living on campus, it was a whole new form of freedom for her.

During her sophomore year of college, one of Renee’s professors noticed her outstanding grades and asked her about the exchange program he was a part of. Thinking that she would be a great fit for the program. Renee was on a full-ride scholarship at the college, which was needed since Renee didn’t want her parents to have to worry about paying for her college. Looking more into it Renee made the hard decision that she wanted to take the opportunity. Out of all of the locations she could have chosen she decided on Aarhus, Denmark. Yes, this was going to put more distance between her and her family. Renee promised to call her mom as much as she could and visit on holidays. Renee thrived in Denmark. It was as if she had become another person. She had a ton of friends, while still keeping her grades. That was when she met Mikkel. Mikkel was a couple years older than Renee and friends with her roommate's boyfriend at the time. The four were always hanging out with one another in their free time. Renee instantly had a crush on the blonde hair, blue-eyed boy. His accent made her giggle in a way no one had dated before. She really liked Mikkel but was scared to ask him out. That was until one night they had been at a party. Renee had, had a little too many drinks that night and got the courage to ask him out. To which he said yes, and the rest had really become history.

Mikkel and Renee ended up moving in together rather quickly not wanting to be apart from each other. Renee would go on to graduate and be offered a job in Denmark. Renee took the job, though she knew her mom would rather her move back to the US. Denmark had really become her home over the past two years. She felt a lot safer living in that country. Renee and Mikkel stayed together for the years to follow. Renee as promised would call her family often and go to visit on holidays. It wasn’t until Renee became pregnant she became a little distant from her family. She was scared to tell her mother she was pregnant. She was still so young and unmarried. She and Mikkel welcomed their daughter Anika in late fall. Renee was able to take the first couple of months off to care for her newborn before going back to work from home. Renee could have taken off more time but she loved her job and the people she worked with. 

It was late one night when Renee came home with their now five-month-old daughter, The house was dark and she figured that Mikkel was still at work, but that was not the case. She was in shock to find out that he had been cheating on her while she took care of their child. Enraged, she packed up as much as she could and left to go back to the States. Her boss was thankfully understanding. Renee is now arriving home with her daughter and her family unsure of what they will say about her return. 

[lakeynxmccray]

RENEE RAPP, CIS-WOMAN, SHE/HER ✦ LAKEYN McCRAY the TWENTY-SEVEN year old has been in Hidehill for ENTIRE LIFE and was a FORMER STUDENT to Miyeon Kang, the murder victim. Whispers on the streets are that the LIKE A BROKEN RECORD OWNER /SECRET DANCER AT THE VANILLA UNICORN who lives in HARLOW ESTATES are said to be GRACEFUL and SECRETIVE but I guess we’ll find out for ourselves. { LEILA, 22, EST, SHE/HER } 

This is Lakeyn. She’s kinda a new one for me... so we shall see how this goes.

STATS

FULL NAME: Lakeyn Olivia McCray

PROUNCIATION: Lake-in

NICKNAME(S): Lake

AGE: Twenty-seven

GENDER & PRONOUNS: Cis woman, She/Her

FACE CLAIM: Renee Rapp

EYE COLOR: Blue / gray

HAIR COLOR: Blonde

HEIGHT: 5′8

PARENTS: Greggory and Gabrielle McCray

SIBLINGS: 6 Brothers (Open)

DATE OF BIRTH: June 1st, 1995

ZODIAC SIGN: Gemini

OCCUPATION:  Owner of Like a Broken Record, Secret stripper at the Vanilla Unicorn

HOBBIES: Singing, making music, dancing

RESIDENCE: The Harlow Estates at the McCray Residence 

ABOUT

Lakeyn McCrays story all started about 35 years ago when her parents met, fell in love and got married. Greggory McCray was an influential man, inheriting a big corporate business that was passed down to him from his father. Gabrielle also grew up around money, strick parents and was raised to be the perfect trophy wife. They fell in love and started to grow their beautiful family. The McCrays loved their kids, but work was a priority. While Gabrielle did in-fact become a trophy wife, she was intelligent and got a good education and in part, runs part of the McCray’s company. The McCray’s weren’t just stupid rich, they were known. 

Going back to that family they were growing, the welcomed in two little boys into the family rather fast, being a year apart and during this Gabrielle stayed home from work and cared for them. But after getting pregnant with her third boy, she wanted her life back. After he was old enough, she returned to the work life and the children were raised by a nanny. The McCrays never felt like the perfect family because there was something they were missing, that Gabrielle wanted more than anything.... a daughter. When going for child number 5, she was blessed with yet another boy... and a girl. Twins! And as much as Gabrielle wanted a daughter, two babies proved to be a lot and baby number 4 was only 11 months older than 5 and 6! Eventually she returned back to work leaving them with the nannies. The McCrays were blessed with one last child, a glimmer of hope thought to be another girl but no. That left Lakeyn to be the only daughter out of 6 sons. 

As Lakeyn began to get older, her mother seemed to be more interested in her. She had her perfect little doll, and Lakeyn would do all the things her mother wanted her to do, like dance, gymnastics, ice skating, cheerleading, girl scouts, and lastly, Lakeyn’s least favorite, beauty pagents. The standards for Lake were much higher than those of her brothers, they could play in the yard and get muddy but she was expected to be perfect, proper and clean. But those who grow up with a lot of brothers, well you know how it goes. 

Anyone could have taken a singular look at Lakeyn as a child and known she was gay. She loved to get dirty, play sports with her brothers and genuinely had no interest in her barbies or princesses or anything. She wouldn’t figure it out for many years to come but at that young age, her parents questioned it. Lakeyn felt the pressure her mother put on her to be perfect, perfect for the crowds, perfect in school, perfect for the nannies, just perfect. Being gay did not fit into being perfect. When Lakeyn started questioning her sexuality she shut it down and locked it in a box, living in denial for some time and followed it up by living in the closet. To this day she still has not come out to her parents. To be truthful, the Lakeyn they know, is honestly a big sham. She lived a double life.

Where did she get this idea from though? As a child, Lakeyn was relativity obsessed with Hannah Montanna. Lakeyn fell in love with music and was quite talented. She focused on that for high school and college, she found it to be an escape. But as a rebellious kid, she drew ideas from her  favorite childhood tv show and began her own double life. For the peace at home, by day Lakeyn was this perfect young lady, she owned her own record shop but was the child of her parents dreams. By Night she was a hip, musician, playing in dive bars, gaining followers on tik tok and growing her music under an alias, Olivia Knight. Her family was already so well known, she couldn’t post under her name. But she took this one step further, just for fun...

With the love of dancing, and being a rebellious, unhinged girl, it wasn’t hard for Lakeyn to grow interest in dancing, pole dancing, and then becoming a stripper, a secret stripper. Colored contacts, wig, and all was how she pulled it off. Many people of Hidehill might know her as Summer Rae, but the difference between this identity, it wasn’t just an alias, she was a different person. Lakeyn took it far too, having a different phone, new sets of socials and even friends that only knew her as Summer. But the one thing she knew was, she couldn’t keep up with it forever

TLDR

Lakeyn grew up to a very rich, influential family. The only girl out of 6 boys left her mother nitpicking her every action and forcing perfection on her. For many years she tried to fit this perfect image until she couldn’t keep denying herself anymore. With her love of music, she posts on tik tok under an alias for her singing and such, she isn’t big at all but it makes her happy. While she owns the record store, she also works nights as a stripper but in disguise so no one knows its her

CONNECTIONS

BEST FRIEND: HOOK-UPS: EX’S FAKE EX’S (PEOPLE SHES PRETENDED TO DATE TO HER PARENTS):

[hannahsmusings]

Renee

*I smile up at him as he agrees to tuck me in, giggling as he laces our fingers together and leads me down the hall, my heart was still pounding so fast in my chest from all his little touches and my heart was screaming at me to just go to bed with him, but my head knew taking everything extremely slow was the best option, I could not lose him or this family, even if things didn’t work out between us, the thought of losing Benny and Maddie made me a bit lightheaded* *I nod as he points towards where the towels and robes are, smiling brightly at him as he pulls the covers down, eagerly hopping up into the bed and making a show of wiggling around to get comfy, nuzzling my head against the comfy pillows* God, such a comfy bed. *I look up at him as I finally settle, batting my lashes at him as I wait for him to continue his tucking in routine* Do I get a story too?

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*I couldn’t look away from you, not even caring if my emotions were clear on my face, eyes bright and cheeks flushed with want as you climb in, breaking out into a wide grin as my heart implodes in my chest at your cute wiggle when you get comfy, clutching my chest a little as I let out a dramatic groan, eyes closing as my jaw slackens as I flop onto the bed to sit on the edge beside you* You’re killing me. So bloody adorable. *whispers, grinning brightly at you and stomach twisting as you look up at me with that look I was growing to crave, heart pounding as I lean over you, brushing my hand over your cheek to tuck a piece of hair behind your ear, letting my gaze drift over your face to as I admire your beauty* You can get anything you ask for when you look at me like that. *whispers gently, smiling softly as I lean in and press a lingering kiss to your lips, hand still on your cheek as my thumb brushes your skin, kissing you once more before pulling back* There once was a lonely old Dad, broken from losing too much too much too young.... *whispers as my lips ghost over your cheek, brushing gently and leaving a soft kiss* He gave his life for his children, and although he was happy he felt like something was missing. *murmurs, moving my lips to your jaw* Then along came this princess in baby blue, glowing with beauty and with grace..*smiles a little as I picture your dress from your failed date earlier, lingering at your jaw and kissing there as I speak against your skin* She waltzed into his life and left him reeling. Disarmed, totally caught off guard and he could do nothing to stop her spreading joy. *my lips were at your ear now, whispering these truths as my lips brushed there* His children adored her, and soon the parts of him that were broken, began to mend. *pulls back gently after leaving one more kiss on your cheek, eyes soft and cheeks flushed as I look at you* The end. *smiles shyly* 

[dreamerkitty]

🪡 for the Style Savvy ask game :]

-Favourite story character?

O-ohhh... ohh... its... Dominic... of course it is...

Ive only played og. and New and I never really gelled with any story characters from New (even Dominic in New kinda sucked...). Og. was definitely more story based, wasn't it? I thought Grace was nice but I found Renee annoying. Eunice could be cute but I felt she was kinda just your rival (kinda..?) for Dominic...

I was absolutely the kid who wanted to date or marry Dominic. I was the kind who'd set it to valentines day, then wear the princess dress, then close the DS and kiss it three times in hopes that he'd confess to me... sigh...

He's still very sweet now when I replay it but its mainly a lot of nostalgia. And of course I ship my og. manager with him '///'

[simonsrosebud]

the one where someone doesn’t know who kevin day is, pt. 2

part one three��four five

dalton’s apartment becomes a common occurrence over the next month.  kevin kisses dalton into the couch cushions, and then the bed.  and this one time it’s almost the same, except dalton interrupts.  “oh, hey, i’ll be at your game tomorrow- ah,” he breathes as kevin kisses down his neck.

kevin doesn’t like that.  no- he likes that, that dalton is willing to see him  do what he loves and all, but not that he told him right now.  because now he has to stop what he’s doing and explain.  explain that he’s pretty fucking famous in the exy world, that his mother is the creator of the sport, that he’s kevin day- what that entails.

but dalton takes it surprisingly easily.  he thinks it’s because he’s not invested in the sport in the way almost everyone else kevin knows is and just doesn’t get it, or maybe because he actually likes kevin for kevin and just doesn’t care about his past and the weight of his name.

because after kevin’s done dalton kisses away his frown and climbs onto his lap.  “don’t worry, hot shot, you’re still just a history nerd to me.”

kevin upgrades dalton and his friend to his family seats.  his friend seems to know exactly who he is when he goes up to them before warm ups, and by the guys face kevin realizes that dalton definitely didn’t tell his friend who they’d come for.

kevin hugs dalton.  “i’m not out yet,” he whispers.  “otherwise i’d kiss you.”

dalton grins like a child.  “later.”  he shrugs.

andrew mocks him in the car to fox tower after their win.  “invite your boyfriend?”  and he freezes.  “fuck you for thinking i’m an idiot.”

kevin thanks god that nicky rode with matt.  aaron and neil both look at him, though.  “you’re dating someone?”  neil will never not be oblivious.  aaron just sneers.

kevin stays quiet.  he should’ve known better from andrew, after all.  but he pulls out his phone.  come pick me up?

be there in 30, we're walking home from the stadium LOL

it's enough time to go hang out with the rest of the team and the vixens in the lounge, dan would kill him if he didn't show at all.  but he must lose track of time because eventually the door opens and instead of another fox it's dalton.  it's not enough to pause conversations, even though kevin is sure they all at least notice.

when kevin follows him out dalton knocks shoulders with his and smiles.  “are you drunk?  i noticed they were drinking.”

“no.  i’m um, i’m-i’m four months... sober.”

dalton is a pure angel because he smiles at kevin as he drives.  “that’s good, kev, i’m proud of you for that.”  and he doesn’t make him explain, or ask questions.  he takes it at face and lets it go, and it makes kevin want to bask in the feeling he gets from it.  it’s a different kind of trust than he’s used to.

he texts andrew that he’s not coming home for the night.  as soon as they get inside dalton’s place he has his lips on kevin’s.  “looked really hot tonight,” he mumbles and lets kevin walk him backwards towards his room.  “wish you still had your uniform on.  so strong,” and squeals when kevin picks him up.

“stop talking, d”

the next morning dalton drops him off at the stadium for training.  he doesn’t see anyone else there, so he lets dalton grab his face and kiss him before climbing out with a smile.

it fades when he sees nicky and allison staring at him as they exit the stadium.  he forgot it was therapy week for the team.

kevin freezes up.  nicky’s grinning, and allison continues walking to her car.  “wait!”  nicky wiggles his eyebrows when kevin grabs his arm.  “for once in your life, nicky, please don’t tell anyone.”

and it’s weird, because nicky kind of loses his smile.  “are you gay?  or bisexual?”

shrug.  “second.”

“are you serious about not telling people?  you’re obviously not out yet.”  kevin nods, and nicky smiles.  “i won’t tell.  i can keep secrets, you know, when they matter.”

kevin looks to allison, who looks to nicky.  “we’ve all noticed you hanging out with that guy lately.  if a bet about you two boning comes up we’re splitting the pot.”  nicky nods.  “secrets safe with me, then.”

kevin doesn’t tell them that andrew and neil know.  allison’s stubborn and he’s lucky he got her to keep her mouth shut on the first try.

he’s still moody during practice, though.  on their way back, andrew drives right past fox tower and to dalton’s apartment.  kevin doesn’t even realize until the car stops.  “what are-“

“get out.  you’re not allowed back until your mood is gone.”  and kevin could just walk back.  it’s only a fifteen minute walk, honestly, but he doesn’t really want to.  he wants dalton to wrap his body around him so he can take a nap and he wants to just hug him.  he’s realized over time that he’s been incredibly touch starved, and he’s become a fan of bear hugs.

he could feel himself distracted during practice, worrying himself over if he should tell the public that he’s bi to get ahead of it and worrying over what he and dalton are.  if it’s going in a direction that would even give him reason to come out.

so when dalton lets him in with a smile at the unexpected visit, kevin kind of falls into his arms and hugs him.  “can you hold me.”  it’s a different type of vulnerability, but dalton takes it with grace.

and eventually, when dalton’s lying on him with a hand in his hair, he asks, “do you wanna be my boyfriend?”

kevin snaps his head to look at him.  he runs his hand up dalton’s bare back.  “i’ve never been in a real relationship before.  my last one... she was toxic for me.”  triggering would be more accurate.

“that’s okay,” he whispers, his hand slides down to kevin’s face and he drags his thumb down his lip.  “just want you, kev.”

it’s the first time he thinks he’s ever heard something along those lines, and it hits so deep.  he rolls over dalton and kisses him into the mattress.

the foxes have a field day with it.

kevin doesn’t tell them, but he realizes two weeks later that allison was right when she guessed about them starting bets, and it doesn’t help when kevin brings dalton back to the suite only to find the upperclassmen and cousins all spread out on the couches and floor- minus renee and aaron.  he freezes and starts to walk backwards but andrew steps in front of him.  “stay.”

“why.”  but andrew doesn’t answer because he’s already said his piece, and kevin almost ignores him until neil pulls the vice captain card and forces him to stay.

kevin wants to hit him.

“it’s fine, kev,” dalton practically pulls him to the group.  dan greets him first and introduces herself.  “we’re playing never have i ever, drinking edition, if you wanna play, but you’ve got to drink for kevin, too”

and dalton’s wanted kevin’s friends to like him ever since he first saw them, so he doesn’t really want to say no.

“this is a bad idea.  they don’t play nice,” kevin says to dalton.  and he’s right.  the foxes don’t really play the game right, and all they do is go for each other.

kevin starts.

never have i ever payed a guy to knock me out:  neil takes a drink with murder in his eyes.  andrew’s behind him and flicks the back of his head.  he isn’t playing, but he’s not letting neil get wasted without being close by.  and also, he kind of lives there.

never have i ever gone to a peaceful exy banquet:  no one drinks, and for some reason it makes them all burst into laughter.

never have i ever done cracker dust:  dan says that one with a drunk pointed look.  the cousins, neil, and dalton for kevin all drink.

never have i ever had a panic attack over getting a phone:  neil

never have i ever kissed the same gender:  neil, nicky, allison, dalton takes two swigs.

never have i ever dated someone outside of exy:  nicky and dalton for kevin.

never have i ever broken a bone:  kevin, matt, aaron

broken a hand:  kevin

witnessed kevin having a meltdown:  everyone

lived with my dad for two years without telling him he was my dad:  kevin shoots daggers at allison.  dalton drinks for him.

had to get shitfaced to get a tattoo:  kevin

sent neil to west virginia:  kevin

seen kevin’s real smile:  dalton, neil

dated kevin:  dalton.  it settles a few bets all at once.

given kevin a blowjob:  dalton laughs before taking a drink, but that’s the last straw for kevin.  he’s sober as all hell and not letting them take the piss out of him and dalton like this.  “we’re leaving.”  he pulls dalton up.

dalton has an arm around his shoulders and his head ducked by kevin’s.  “s’fun, hm?”

kevin’s not having it.  it was not fun and he had reasons he didn’t want dalton meeting the foxes yet and the whole thing was fucked over because neil pulled the VC card and dalton was too nice to decline it.

neil says, in french.  “you knew he’d find out at some point”

kevin is furious.  “none of you had the right pulling the shit you did tonight.  i’ll fucking kill you.”  and he grabs dalton by the waist to escort him out.

all posts/updates relating to this au can be found in the “OC: dalton miller” tag!

[salazarslytherin]

happy days (f.w x gn!y/n)

requested: nope! send in your own requests here!

summary: in which fred takes y/n on a special date

cw/tw: like maybe 0.5% angst, 99.5% fluff

word count: 2.9k

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a/n: i'm pretty sure reader is gender neutral in this one! i made sure not to use any pronouns or prominent mentions to y/n's body or anything. i really hope y'all like it, i don't really ever write fluff so i hope it's good! please leave a comment, like or reblog to help boost xx

“Jump!”

“What?! Are you insa-”

⚔︎.

It was probably a bad idea to be doing this. Actually, it was most definitely a bad idea to be doing this. But when has a ‘bad’ idea ever deterred the infamous Fred Weasley? In fact, the thought of anyone calling one of his ideas ‘bad’ just spelt encouragement in Fred’s mind.

You’d learnt that lesson two months into meeting the Weasley twins, and it’s only engrained itself in your mind further since. There’s never been a point to try to dissuade Fred, it’s best to just go along and hope the ride isn’t too bumpy along the way. After dating Fred, these bad ideas had expanded themselves to different categories- risky places to be intimate, weird ways to cheer you up with confessions of love, and dangerously stupid dates.

The last category was where today’s bad idea landed.

⚔︎.

Three days ago, Fred had the “most ingenious, marvellous, uniquely exciting date idea Hogwarts has ever seen!” He’d disappeared in the middle of lunch, dragging George along with him, mumbling to himself, “I can’t believe I didn’t think of this sooner!”, leaving you confused, sat alone in the Great Hall.

“Where are they going?”

Harry, Ron and Hermione popped up behind you, seating themselves down in the twins’ now deserted seats.

“I have absolutely no clue.”

⚔︎.

That’s how you found yourself here, two days later. A Saturday, you were all set to go on a Hogsmeade trip with some of your Ravenclaw friends when Fred ambushed you. Popping up out of a closet and scaring the living lights out of you, he dragged you behind him, laughing as you shouted at him.

“Freddie! What are you doing? I’m supposed to go meet Renee and the others right now!”

Regardless of the fact that Fred was making you miss plans you’d already made, you were beaming from ear to ear.

“Georgie’s already told ‘em you can’t make it. Now hurry up

This being your OWLs year, you’d hardly had the time to see Fred this term, busy studying while he went off doing whatever it was he did when you weren’t around. Being a year younger meant he had already studied everything you’d studied, and while he offered to help you a lot, you’d rather he go have fun than sit around revising old material with you.

Combined with the Triwizard Tournament and the fact that the twins saw this as the golden opportunity to sell products to customers other than Hogwarts student, you’d only had three dates in the almost three months since school had started.

“Where in the name of Merlin are you bringing me, Fred!”

“You’ll see soon enough darling!”

⚔︎.

Soon enough turned out to be ten minutes later, the two of you panting as you’d finally made it all the way across to the other side of the castle and up the stairs to the Astronomy Tower.

The sun was shining brightly down upon the two of you, the tall windows welcoming the late November winds into the room. A chest sat next to one of the ledges, Fred finally letting go of your hand for the first time in ten minutes, reaching down to open it.

He took a piece of cloth out, closing the chest before you could sneak a peek at the contents, tucking the wooden box under his arm.

“Is this the brilliant date idea you were talking about the other day? I’m not going to lie to you Freddie, cloth doesn’t really scream ingenious to me. In fact, it seems like you brought me up here to clean.”

Raising your eyebrows at the ginger, you gestured at the fabric in his hand as he laughed at you, stepping up onto the ledge.

“Fred? What’re you doing?!”

The boy turned towards you, holding out a hand.

“Come up here.”

Your eyes widened.

“No! Are you insane?”

Fred’s hand faltered a bit, arm relaxing against his body as he looked into your eyes.

“Do you trust me?”

Silent, you stepped up next to Fred, clinging onto his hip and arm, knees shaking slightly at the height you were at.

“I trust you with my life.”

Adjusting the chest under his arm, Fred pulled you into his embrace.

“That’s good to hear. Because it’s time.”

He looked down, dropping the piece of cloth, before tilting your head up to look at him, stepping one foot off the ledge and into the skies.

“Jump!”

“What?! Are you insa-”

You were cut off by screams erupting from your mouth as the ground disappeared below you- Fred pulling you with him, laughter bubbling from his chest.

“Oh my God, I’m going to die-”

You reached the ground a lot quicker than you’d thought possible, your eyes squeezed shut, bracing for the imminent death that would come.

Instead, you felt a weird, soft surface, almost like a water bed, rippling under you as you landed on your knees.

“Am I in heaven?”

Your eyes opened slowly, eyes meeting the clouds around you, only for a shadow to cover the sights surrounding you.

“No, but I think I am.”

A kiss landed on your lips as you fell back on the odd surface, Fred falling on top of you.

The kiss was short and sweet, but quickly forgotten as you remembered what had happened moments prior, hitting Fred on the chest as you took in your surroundings.

The surface you had landed on wasn’t a surface at all- in fact it was, a rug? It looked eerily similar to the cloth Fred had thrown off the tower earlier, only, about thirty times bigger, and flying.

You looked at Fred, confused. The tall ginger boy beamed back at you, gesturing grandly.

“Welcome, to your very own magic carpet ride!”

⚔︎.

After lecturing Fred on how incredibly dangerous the start of the date had been, you finally had the chance to process the reality of the date.

“Where are we going, then, on this magic carpet ride?”

The boy hummed, pulling out blankets and a pillow from the, now enlarged, chest, spreading them around the carpet that was hovering near the tip of the Astronomy Tower, awaiting further instruction from the two of you.

“Well first, I was thinking we could stop by Hogsmeade to get some snacks, maybe buy some of the Christmas gifts you wanted to go get today, then we’re flying off to explore Scotland! Well, the part of Scotland we’re in, anyways. Just for a few hours, then we’ll be back to watch the sunset.”

He looked at you for approval, which you granted with a wide smile.

“That sounds beautiful Fred.”

⚔︎.

Walking around Hogsmeade, Fred had shrunk the rug and tucked it into his pocket, the chest shrunk even smaller than it had been the first time you’d seen it.

“Alright, so I think you’ve gotten enough sugar quills to last you a lifetime. Where to next?”

Chewing on a sugar quill, you scrunched your nose in his direction, pulling him into the quaint little jewellery shop you liked to frequent.

The little old lady who owned the place was one you’d become acquainted with over the past five years, Mrs Kingston never minded that you rarely bought anything, understanding that most of her second-hand jewellery was still quite pricey for a student to afford.

Still, you tried your best to save up and buy the pieces you really liked. Recently, you’d been eyeing a necklace, a simple Celtic knot on a thin chain that shone brightly no matter how much light lit up the room. Mrs Kingston explained to you it was an old betrothal necklace, oft seen in pureblood families back in the Victorian era. It’s now seen worn by a lot of the heirs of these old families- in fact, you’d spotted Draco wearing an heirloom similar to it.

“Mrs Kingston!”

“Hello y/n, how are you?”

Fred nodded at the woman as he shuffled around the shop, looking in the display cabinets with vague interest whilst the two of you made small talk.

Your eyes wandered the familiar glass cabinet, landing on the soft velvet that was empty of the familiar Celtic knot, furrowed brows returning to meet Mrs Kingston's clouded eyes.

“The necklace!”

The woman nodded sadly, looking just as dejected as you felt.

“I'm sorry dearie. A boy came in a while ago to buy it. Might've been one of the ones you came with a few weeks back.”

Your head hung low, muttering out a soft 'oh' as she explained to you, nodding in response.

“It's okay Mrs Kingston. I'll see if there's something else I'd like to save up for instead. Thanks, see you next time!”

Thinking back to the last Hogsmeade trip when you'd come down to the shop, your heart lifted a bit, a smile returning to your face as you turned to face Fred.

“Alright, let's head to the bookstore.”

⚔︎.

The ginger's hand clutched yours tightly, the two of you cuddling under the thick blanket as you flew around mountains, pointing out animals, both magical and non-magical, that you'd seen around the place.

Fred looked at you quizzically. Since leaving Mrs Kingston's, you had seemingly forgotten the necklace. Even more, it seemed like you'd gotten happier since finding out someone had gotten the necklace. During the lunch you two had gotten at the Three Broomsticks, the both of you finding Madam Puddifoot's a bit nauseating, you were practically bouncing on your heels as you spoke to some of your friends about the upcoming Christmas celebrations.

“I thought you'd be more upset that the necklace is gone, I remember you talking about how much you liked it last time.”

You shrugged, a wider smile gracing your lips as you looked at him, nuzzling further into his chest.

“I love it! That's why I'm so happy Cedric got it for me. ”

Fred halted, pushing you away from him.

“I-, what! Why would Diggory be getting you a betrothal necklace?!”

You looked up at your boyfriend, furrowing your brows at his outburst.

“What! You know Ced's one of my best friends. Remember when we came to the shop a few weeks back? You, George and Lee were goofing around and then just bolted while I was telling Ced about the necklace. I guess he just came back to get it for me.”

Fred huffed, rolling his eyes as he heard you talk about Cedric, pulling away from you more.

“How could you be this blind!”

You looked at Fred, a bit hurt that he'd lost his temper at you for no reason.

“Why are you getting so worked up over this? It's not like he's proposing to me!”

The boy scoffed, throwing his hands up into the air.

“Well, it's clear that he'd do it without a thought! The boy's in love with you! That's the only reason why anyone would get you something that expensive!”

You laughed frigidly, shaking your head at how irrational your boyfriend was being, pushing the blanket off of you to move away from him.

“What, he can't just have gotten me the necklace because I'm a good friend? Merlin Fred, he's the only one who's actually been with me to go see the necklace, and is the only one who would logically know to get me the necklace.”

You turned to look him in the eye, your jaw clenching as he turned red.

“Besides, Cedric knows me best.”

Fred let out a frustrated 'ugh!', and grabbed the wooden chest that he'd charmed to stay in one corner, grumbling under his breath.

“You think Diggory's the one who knows you best? You think that he's the only one that could have gotten you the bloody necklace?”

A velvet box was brandished from somewhere deep in the chest, Fred propping it open to reveal a dazzling silver necklace, reflecting the afternoon sun into your eyes.

“The. I don't understand. But how?”

Fred snapped the box shut, moving to kneel in front of you.

“As I said just now, I know you best.”

He popped open the box again, this time moving to remove the necklace from the velvet, lifting it fully into the sunlight.

“I was listening when you were talking to Diggory, and even though I'd run away that day, I knew exactly what you wanted.”

He shuffled behind you, unclasping the necklace to bring it around your front.

“I said that he's in love with you, which I still think is true, by the way, and that's the reason why he would have possibly gotten it for you, is because I love you, and that's why I got it for you.”

The chain clipped around your neck, the cool metal contrasting your warm skin as Fred leaned down to press a kiss above the clasp, sending a shiver down your spine.

“Freddie, I had no idea.”

You spun around to face your boyfriend, pressing a deep kiss to his lips, hands landing on his neck to pull him impossibly closer to yourself.

“Clearly. I had this whole plan! All foiled by your cluelessness. I was going to wait until sunset, with the scenery all around us, then surprise you with it and ask you to be my date to the Yule Ball!”

You looked at Fred, your mouth falling open in shock.

“But you just had to bring up Cedric, and how he 'knows you best'. Maybe you should go with him to the Ball.”

You chuckled at the childishness of the Weasley boy in front of you, the pout framing his lips deepening as you laughed at him.

“Well then maybe you should go with Angie, I'm sure she'd be happy to have you.”

Fred gasped loudly, shocked at the audacity of you bringing up his old crush.

“Don't you even dare suggest that.”

⚔︎.

“How did you think of all this?”

The boy shrugged, opening the chest, to pull out a thermos. You were sat above the Black Lake, watching the setting sun on the horizon ahead, red bleeding into orange and blue.

“Honestly, I’m ashamed it took me so long. Remember this summer when you had me ‘round your place and we watched Aladdin with your parents?”

You nodded, fluffing the pillows to make yourself more comfortable, the setting sun casting shadows on the Weasley boy, making him look even more handsome than usual, if that was even possible.

“At that time, I’d already thought that the magic carpet seemed awfully similar to a broom. Then, that day at lunch some firstie was humming that one song they sang when flying the blasted thing, and I thought, blimey! Why didn’t I think to just recreate the bloody thing! So, here we are.”

While talking, Fred spread the thick blanket to cover more of you, pouring hot chocolate out of the thermos he’d brought into mugs that he’d gotten without you knowing, both shaped in little hearts.

“D’you, um, d’you like it?”

Handing the pink mug to you, a sheen of red descended on your boyfriend’s cheeks, not just from the cold, but also fear and embarrassment, scared you didn’t like the date he’d spent the last three days planning.

“I love it!”

You leaned forward, planting a soft kiss on Fred’s lips, leaving traces of cocoa on them.

“But I didn’t love the part where you made me think I was plunging sixty feet to my death!”

The boy groaned playfully, lying back onto the carpet with his head hanging over the edge.

“I know! I’m sorry! I just thought it’d be exciting! A nice surprise! Besides, did you really think I’d let my lovely little Y/N die? I need you around darling.”

You scoffed, sipping on the hot cocoa as you stared at the Astronomy Tower in the distance, your first and now, final destination of the day, a hand creeping towards Fred’s to hold it in a tight grip, unconsciously afraid he’d fall.

“I don’t know! Maybe this was your ultimate prank! Bring us both to heaven to fight God or something.”

Now it was Fred’s turn to scoff, sitting back up to shove his hands under the blanket, squeezing your hand in return.

“First off, if I ever fought God I’d need George there with me. I don’t think that just the two of us could take him. Secondly,”

Fred cupped your chin with his free hand, bringing you in for a deep kiss, catching you by surprise as you braced yourself on his shoulder with your free hand. His tongue teased your lower lip, making a moan slip out while his tongue entered your mouth. Exploring each other, your entangled hands fell apart- his coming to grasp your neck, bringing you closer to him, yours gripping his hip, drawing circles on the bone.

After what seemed like an hour, but also felt like seconds, the two of you fell apart, breathless as you panted, staring into each other’s eyes.

“I don’t think either of us are making it to heaven darling. Think we’re condemned to hell forever, you and I.”

You looked into his coffee coloured eyes, pupils dilated as he scanned your face, his favourite pastime, memorising every crevice and pore. Your hand found its way to the necklace sitting around your neck, fingering the knot that symbolised eternity in your hands.

“Well if I’m going to burn in hell for an eternity, then I’m glad I’ll be burning with you Freddie.”

[giraffe-lesbian]

Do You Want To Go? - Darksparks Fic

Summary:

“Okay, then I won’t go either,” Renee announced with a sigh of relief. She leaned back into her chair like a momentous weight had just been taken off her shoulders. The skirmisher then glanced over to the blonde and mumbled, “Not because you’re not going, I’m just staying because I don’t want to go.”

Or

What Wraith and Wattson were actually doing instead of going to see Fuse introduce himself in Kings Canyon

AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/29233782

“Do you want to go?” Renee asked as they sat beside each other. Her gaze had shifted over to Natalie, curiosity sparking in her eyes. She was munching on a bowl of cereal, but it looked like she was now just playing with it. The skirmisher rarely ate breakfast with the other legends, but if she was, she was always by Natalie’s side.

“Mmm...” Natalie responded, resting her spoon inside of the bowl. She tapped the side of her chin as she thought, trying her best to think through all of the options.

Of course, the excitement that came with a new person joining the Apex Games was always fun. Everyone became so involved and so excited, trying to piece together exactly who it would be. They were just as clueless as the public sometimes. Besides that, it was nice to see a new face and see what they would bring to the table. Of course, sometimes they turned out to be kind of sucky like a murderous robot, but sometimes they turned out to be nice like the sweet, motherly scientist who had joined recently.

However, the opening ceremonies, in Natalie’s opinion, were a bit different. There were crowds, maybe too many adoring fans, and lots and lots of noise. It was fun, she supposed, for a little bit, but they often got too overwhelming.

And if anything, it looked like this new guy was going to make a grand entrance.

“We don’t have to,” Renee started, picking up a spoonful of cereal before letting it fall back into the bowl. “Or, well, um. You don’t have to go, but if you don’t go, I probably won’t go,” she added rather cautiously. “Well, no, fuck, I mean... You don’t have to go for my sake, I honestly don’t care if I go-“

“Mmm... Well, I don’t know,” Natalie said, stopping her girlfriend before she became a rambling mess. Her girlfriend. The thought made her smile. They hadn’t been dating for very long; it was still such a new thing, but it had been wonderful so far. Sneaking to each other’s rooms, watching movies, holding hands underneath the table, sometimes cuddling... Absolute perfection if you asked the blonde. It was, however, still a secret to every other legend and, well, the entire universe. Natalie didn’t really mind though; the privacy was nice, and nobody could stand the media after all.

Renee looked up at her almost expectantly, now falling quiet. Was there a little bit of hope in her eyes?

“I feel like we should go, but...” Natalie spoke up again before taking another bite of her cereal. She chewed it, once again weighing her options. To go or not to go... To tell you the truth, she did and she didn’t. Eventually, she shook her head and continued, “I still need to do some work on my pylons, check up on the ring’s status, make sure it’s still working properly for next season... Dieu, c'est tellement de travail...”

“... English, Nat?”

Natalie blinked at her before softly smiling. “We’ve still got to teach you some French, but... I suppose I will not go. I have some things I need to do,” she finally answered. “Besides, it’s too noisy.”

Oh, the look of relief on Renee’s face was priceless. It made Natalie’s smile just grow. Sometimes, if you paid just enough attention, you could read the skirmisher like a book. That was Natalie’s little secret though.

“Okay, then I won’t go either,” Renee announced with a sigh of relief. She leaned back into her chair like a momentous weight had just been taken off her shoulders. The skirmisher then glanced over to the blonde and mumbled, “Not because you’re not going, I’m just staying because I don’t want to go.”

Natalie giggled, looking at her girlfriend with amusement in her eyes. “Oh, chérie, you are so silly sometimes,” she said, reaching underneath the table and holding the other woman’s hand. “If you didn’t want to go, you could of just told me. I would rather stay with you than go.”

“Well, I didn’t want you to feel like you had to stay behind for me if you did wanna go,” Renee reasoned. Her face was turning a light pink now at the sudden contact, but she didn’t pull away.

“No, I wouldn’t feel like that at all,” Natalie replied, shaking her head. “I’m sure... Fuse, was it? Monsieur Fuse is nice and all, but I would rather spend the time with you.”

“Can I come stay with you then instead?” Renee then asked quietly. Her eyes then widened and she, once again, began to ramble. “Not... not if you’re busy, I was just thinking I could sit in the same room as you worked or just play with Nikola. I won’t bother you; you’re just nice company to have.” As she said that, her face only grew brighter. Instinctively, the woman tugged on her scarf, trying to hide her face. It always reminded Natalie of a turtle trying to hide away in its shell.

It seemed Renee was wonderful at beating around the bush.

Once more, another smile graced Natalie’s face. “Of course you can,” she replied, trying to put her girlfriend’s worry away. Ah, there was that word again! “Just know I have to do some work, but you’re free to come over,” she continued. “We can’t just cuddle the entire time, just so you know,” Natalie said, giving the skirmisher a wink and playfully wagging a finger at her.

Renee nodded, and there it was. One of her rare smiles was on her face. “You’ve got it,” she replied in an official way, trying her best to play along. “No cuddling. No girlfriend stuff. I will remain quiet and out of your way. In fact, you won’t even know I’m there.”

This caused both of the women to quietly laugh.

However, was it likely they’d uphold this promise?

Well... they thought it was.

***

Natalie tried not to make a big deal about hanging out with her girlfriend this time around, but she did prepare some breakfast for her. Which, for your information, did not take up that much time and didn’t mean all that much. She was still thinking about doing her work and simply just enjoying Renee’s far away company, sort of like how Nikola hung out with her everyday. Silent but always there, just quiet company. The blonde did wake up just a little earlier to have a nice stack of fluffy pancakes waiting on the skirmisher when she opened the door to the blonde’s room, but it wasn’t that big of a deal. No, she was still thinking about work and not about her girlfriend.

And yes, she did sit down with Renee as she ate them just to make sure she ate them. And yes, she maybe did talk to her after that, but only for a little bit!

But now, especially now, she was going to work.

The blonde settled at her desk, definitely ready to work. She was going to work. Work on her pylons, yes. Get to work on those pylons. The pylons... The pylons that needed to be worked on. She needed to work on them, yes, and she was going to work.

But...

She looked over a few wires of some pylons for a few moments before scrunching her nose, shaking her head, and swiveling around in her desk chair. Renee was laying on the couch, Nikola laying on her chest and a book in her hands. Natalie stared over at her for a moment before sighing, jumping up from her chair, and going to stand in front of the couch.

Renee looked up from her book, giving her a questionable look.

“Bouge, Nikola, bouge,” she shooed the cat off the other woman’s chest. Once he didn’t budge, she simply picked the cat off of Renee’s chest and placed him on the floor.

“Nat? What are you doing?” Renee interjected, looking even more confused. She had closed her book now, holding it to the side. “I thought...? Aren’t you going to work?”

Natalie shrugged at her and then clambered on top of her girlfriend, now practically laying on top of her. She snuggled into the older woman’s chest before letting out a satisfied sigh.

Renee was still... rather confused. However, as she opened her mouth, Natalie quickly shushed her and snuggled closer. So they settled down like this for a while, Natalie curled up on her chest and Renee holding her book in one hand and the other running through Natalie’s short hair.

“Turn on the TV?” she finally piped up after a few minutes passed, looking up at Renee. “Find a movie or something, or we can watch the opening ceremony for Fuse?” she suggested. Curiosity had gotten the better of her now, but she’d still rather be here in her room, snuggled up with her girlfriend, than actually there. That was for sure.

“Alright,” the skirmisher replied rather simply, reaching over to the remote that sat on the coffee table. After turning the television on and flipping through the channels until it got to the Apex Channel, Renee sat it back down along with her book. She let her now free arm fall over Natalie’s back while the other continued to play with her hair.

The video panned over all of King’s Canyon at first before finally stopping on the rather large crowd that had gathered to meet Fuse’s arrival. It showed a few of the legends that had gathered to see this new legend’s grand entrance, and it even caught a few of them to give short interviews. What did they know about the new legend? How did they feel about him? How will he change the game? It showed Ajay first, then Makoa following not too soon after, and then...

Renee chuckled when she saw Elliot on the screen, shaking her head. “Hopefully he doesn’t make a fool of himself,” she said, causing Natalie to quietly giggle against her chest. The skirmisher had an expectant look on her face as she looked at the screen.

“Surely he won’t,” Natalie replied, playfully tapping Renee’s side. “Maybe a little stuttering, but I’m sure he’ll be fine. Besides, I think the crowd eats it up anyway. Part of his charm, non?”

Renee frowned at that and huffed, “What charm? As far as I know, he doesn’t have any.”

The legend on the screen stumbled through his words for a few moments, but made it through the interview without much more difficultly. He commented a little on his initial thoughts of Fuse and how he looked forward to working alongside him, a rather plain answer really, and mentioned that he was a little shocked by how big the ship he was coming in on.

The video then switched to show the massive ship that had come to King’s Canyon today. It looked like almost everything was ready to go, and it seemed like Fuse was finally about to introduce himself.

“Jesus,” Renee commented. “Elliot wasn’t kidding... you suppose they could find a bigger ship?”

Natalie gave an amused hum in response. It was a ridiculously massive ship; the blonde would hate to see who’s wallet had to take that hit.

“Has anyone gotten this big of an entrance? I mean seriously, does anyone else’s even remotely come close?” Renee retorted.

“Am I hearing a little bit of jealousy, Renee?” Natalie teased.

“No,” Renee promptly replied. “Absolutely not. I’d rather be killed than ever get something like that thrown for me. It’s just... Excessive.”

“It’s for the fans, I suppose,” Natalie suggested. “The games have been doing really good this year with the viewings, sponsorships, and all! Maybe they just wanted to- Oh! Look, there he is!” She started, now scrambling to sit up. Unfortunately, she sat up on her elbows, right on top of the skirmisher’s stomach, pressing all her weight against the shorter woman.

Renee let out a hiss. “Nat. Nat. Please, you’ve got to get off of me,” she began to plead.

Natalie blinked and quickly mumbled a quick sorry. She quickly sat up the rest of the way, moving a little and finding extra space on the couch to properly sit. Renee followed soon after, pausing only to stretch her arms and back for a few seconds.

“G���Day Kings Canyon!” Fuse greeted on the screen. He was responded with a momentous amount of cheers and screams from offscreen. Natalie frowned at the thought of actually being there and having to hear those right in her ear. “You lot ready for the biggest party in the Outerlands?” he then exclaimed, now gearing up to set off his signature canon.

“Looks like a fun guy,” Natalie said. Unsurprisingly, she had already moved back over to Renee, now curling into her side. The skirmisher, unsurprisingly, had been expecting it and draped an arm over the other’s shoulders, pulling her just a little closer. “People will like his attitude; I’m sure they’ll eat him up,” she continued, looking over to see her girlfriend’s face. She tried her best to read the other’s face before the skirmisher gave her own thoughts.

“Hm... I want to see him on the battlefield,” Renee replied, narrowing her eyes at the screen. “Then I’ll decide.”

“Oh come on, Renee, you’re being too hard,” Natalie replied, playfully batting her on the side. “He seems nice enough, and his accent is funny- oh,” she abruptly stopped herself. The blonde’s eyes widened, and her mouth was agape. “Uh, Renee, do you think... that’s suppose to happen?”

“Uh...” Renee began, raising an eyebrow at the event playing out on the screen. “No. I don’t think that was suppose to happen.”

And that’s when the shit the fan in Kings Canyon.

They both watched in shock as the scene unfolded on the screen. Civilians being shot at from the huge guns holstered on the ship, secret bombs going off hidden within the orange rock of the canyon, the ship eventually slamming into the ground and ultimately exploding. How they were still able to catch this on film was a mystery.

However, it soon switched to an awfully conveniently commercial. The two still, however, gawked at the television. Natalie drew her legs up onto the couch and essentially hugged them, still trying to decipher what exactly happened. Renee just stared at back at the screen blankly.

It was the skirmisher who finally broke the silence. “Oh my god,” Renee muttered before letting out a groan. “Well, the Syndicate is about to get sued out the ass.” She hopped up off the couch, raising her hands above her head as she stretched out her back. “I’m... gonna get a drink. You want anything, babe?”

“A water... would be great,” she quietly mumbled out. Her eyes were still fixated on the screen.

Renee nodded, gave the other girl’s shoulder a few pats, and went off to the kitchen.

They sure were glad they didn’t go.

“Are you not... are you not phased by this?” Natalie spoke up a little louder just so the skirmisher could hear her while in the kitchen.

“Not really,” Renee called back. Natalie could hear the refrigerator being opened and the contents inside being messed with. “I mean, we see it every day, don’t we?” She then paused, and she peaked over to Natalie. “Nat... do you still have some ice cream left over?”

At that, Natalie shot off the couch. “Absolutely not, you are not eating eating ice cream for lunch!” She huffed, dashing over to the kitchen. “Vous êtes absurde! Rappelle-moi encore pourquoi je t'aime?! And don’t you dare phase!”

Attention already lost, it looked like the events in King Canyon would be touched on at a later date. That is, until Elliot comes limping back or something.

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HPHM Profile: Em Wen-Hui Lin

Template by @hogwartsmystory​

Profile subject to change.

IDENTITY

Name: Emily “Em” Wen-Hui Lin

Gender: Female

Age: 12 as of May 31, 1990

Birth Date: February 19, 1978

Species: Human

Blood Status: Half-blood (both parents are Muggle-born attending wizarding institutions)

Sexuality: Undetermined

Alignment: Lawful Neutral

Ethnicity: Chinese

Nationality: Um...British, I think?

Residence: Oxford, England

Myer Briggs Personality Type: ISFP

THE MAGE

Wand: Rowan and Phoenix feather, 11 inches, quite flexible

Animagus: N/A. Of the three siblings, only Clara has become an Animagus.

Misc Magical Abilities: Like her siblings, Em is a Legilimens--although she did not recognize the power until late in her 6th year.

Boggart Form: Her inner demons are her downfall. Her Riddikulus form makes the entire room dark, leaving her in the spotlight, standing in front of the glowing column of a Cursed Vault, while shadows of her past begin to echo her worst thoughts. Most of them pertained Jacob’s permanent disappearance, or her older sister abandoning her for good. She just cannot stand the thought of standing there, helpless while her family suffered.

Riddikulus Form: Her Riddikulus form is of the demons popping like soap bubbles all around her, the voices warbled with every bubble that rose. The prevailing darkness will fade as well. The Cursed Vault will become a giant teddy bear. 

Amortentia: (What do they smell like?) Freshly ground mint, cinnamon, freshly baked fudge, and tomato juice.

Amortentia: (What do they smell?) She smells fresh linens, nutmeg, smoke from a fire, and...wait, is that honey lemon tea?

Patronus: If she can produce a Patronus, it would be of a black swan. A little strange when compared to Jacob’s falcon and Clara’s unicorn, but her grace and poise is not to be underestimated.

Patronus Memory: the day the tension from the Cursed Vaults finally subsided and she saw the light return to her siblings’ eyes.

Mirror of Erised: She sees herself with her older siblings, both of them genuinely smiling in happiness. Her family has completely reconciled, and she feels at peace.

Specialized/Favourite Spells: Before Em goes to Hogwarts, she knew already of the Herbivicus Charm, which her father taught her to speed up the growth of flowers. This was very useful for her whenever people requested her to make flower crowns at the arts and crafts club she heads along with her friend Dawn. Em can cast a really good Expelliarmus as well--a powerful one that could send the wand flying far away from the owner. In later years, one should watch out for her Tarantallegra and Obscuro. Unbeknownst to several of her classmates, she could also perform a good shield charm thanks to training with her siblings in her first year.

APPEARANCE

Faceclaim: TBD

Voiceclaim: TBD

Game Appearance: (may subject to change every once in a while)

Height: 4’10 at 11, but grows a bit before reaching adulthood

Weight: She is on the slightly light side, lighter than average.

Physique: Relatively frail, but her glare can make up for her strength and power behind her spells.

Eye Colour: Dark brown

Hair Colour: Black

Skin Tone: Pale

Body Modifications: N/A

Scarring: N/A

Inventory: Em carries two silk bookmarks, a beaded bracelet, her wand, a few flower clips, several quills and bottles of ink, and some parchment.

Fashion: Most of the time in school, Em wears her school robes. Yes, even when she’s not in class, she wears her school robes. She would always have a flower in her hair.

ALLEGIANCES 

Hogwarts House: Hufflepuff

Ilvermorny House: Pukwudgie/Wampus?

Affiliations/Organizations: Hufflepuff House (Hogwarts); Circle of Khanna (Hogwarts); Order of the Phoenix (1996-); St. Mungo’s Hospital

Professions: Healer at St. Mungo’s

HOGWARTS INFORMATION

Class Proficiencies:

Astronomy: A

Charms: E

DADA: O

Flying: A

Herbology: O

History of Magic: A

Potions: E

Transfiguration: E

Electives: Care of Magical Creatures (E), Ancient Runes (A), Muggle Studies (E)

Quidditch: Em does not join the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, but she is a great supporter of the team in the spectator stands.

Extra Curricular: Arts and Crafts Club (leader), Duelling Club

Favourite Professors: Professor Sprout, Professor Flitwick, Professor McGonagall

Least Favourite Professors: Professor Binns

RELATIONSHIPS

Brother: Jacob Pan-Hui Lin

Although she and Jacob never really were that close, she still admires him for what he does and never held a grudge against him for his mistakes. She longs for them to reunite when she learned he went missing, and always wanted to know him and get along with him.

Older sister: Clara Xing-Hui Lin

Em didn’t really get a chance to connect with Clara until the summer before her first year at Hogwarts. Still, she was firm on helping Clara through her trying times and helped her in any way she could to break the final curse and stop R once and for all.

Father: Sueh-Yen Lin

Mother: Renee Lin (nee Tao)

Love Interest: currently N/A

Best Friends: Dawn Everett, Hillary Redstone, 

Rival: Travis Poulter, Eunice Ahn

Enemy: R, Voldemort and Death Eaters

Dormmates: Dawn Everett, three other Hufflepuff girls

Pets: Cheddar (rat), some others TBD

Closest Canon Friends: Penny Haywood, Chiara Lobosca, Nymphadora Tonks, Diego Caplan, Andre Egwu, Charlie Weasley, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Cedric Diggory, Badeea Ali, Barnaby Lee, Liz Tuttle, Tulip Karasu

Closest MC/OC Friends: 

Sarahi Silvers (@dat-silvers-girl )

Nora Magnus (@dat-silvers-girl )

BACKGROUND/HISTORY

Pre Hogwarts: 

Em was around 5 or 6 when Jacob disappeared. Since then, all she had known was broken bonds and tears.

Her sister drifted away from her as well in her first 5 years at Hogwarts. She had to learn in this time to stand alone in the worst of the storm. 

1st Year: 

Em was Sorted into Hufflepuff on the first day at school

The statue curse prevailed during little Em’s first year at Hogwarts

Following the Halloween Feast, Em created the Arts and Crafts club at her friend Dawn’s suggestion--where members create many wonderful things out of everyday items

She and Clara take up Bill’s offer to go to the Burrow for Christmas.

After Rowan Khanna’s death, Em was roped into the Circle of Khanna by Diego Caplan who insisted the group needed her duelling skills

While Clara was preparing the Polyjuice Potion to infiltrate R, Em got to see all the Vaults firsthand that have been broken

Prior to Clara’s trip to the Black Lake with Ben, Merula, and Jacob, Em comes around and gives Clara a flower crown to present to the merqueen

After the curse was lifted, just as Clara threw a party at the Three Broomsticks, Em threw a party in the courtyard with the people who were unable to go to Hogsmeade

2nd Year: 

Em returns to Hogwarts for her second year prepared to help her siblings take down the rest of R

3rd Year: 

Em returns to Hogwarts without her siblings for the first time. However, it was then when she met the Boy Who Lived--Harry Potter.

The year passed pretty normally for her

4th Year: 

When the Chamber of Secrets was opened, little Em was one of the first to ensure that all the younger Hufflepuff students remained calm in this time

She already knew firsthand that Gilderoy Lockhart was suspicious, and so she wrote her mother when he was outed (and his memory was permanently wiped)

5th Year: 

Em becomes a Hufflepuff Prefect for her fifth year along with Cedric Diggory

The year that Sirius Black escaped has been a tough one for her. Imagine Percy constantly on high alert, especially since he’s Head Boy--she’s adapted his high alertness once more, fearing for the entire student body once more

Despite all this, little Em came out successful in her OWLs, obtaining an impressive eight OWLs while only failing History of Magic (she dropped Muggle Studies after her 4th year)

6th Year: 

Enter: The Goblet of Fire, and the Triwizard Tournament!

Em was too young to participate, so she ended up sitting by the sidelines cheering both her friend Cedric Diggory and Harry Potter on

She did not develop a crush on any of the boys in her year (mostly because she can’t be bothered right now with romance, maybe), but she did go to the ball with another Ravenclaw boy in her year

The loss of Cedric Diggory at the end of her 6th year had put her in another mute grief. First, she sat through Rowan Khanna’s memorial--she didn’t expect to sit through another one five years later, and one for one of her closest friends too.

7th Year:

Prior to starting her 7th year, her older sister Clara left for China

Em becomes one of the Head Girls in her 7th year, but the arrival of Dolores Umbridge and the way she instilled all these regulations made her secretly pissed off

She wholeheartedly supported Fred and George in testing their joke products so that they could make a profit out of their talents

When they left Hogwarts on their broomsticks after a while, she too was one of the few who wished she could leave the school but could not

Order of the Phoenix / 2nd Wizarding War:

Em was roped into the Order of the Phoenix along with her brother, Jacob, by none other than Professor Dumbledore immediately following graduation

While her sister was in China holding back the Japanese forces, the times they had to talk were far and few in between--however, they were able to talk when they could, and Em relayed everything that happened to her through encrypted letters sent to her grandmother

Em was the one who alerted Clara of the upcoming Battle of Hogwarts--while the siege went underway, she stuck close to Diego

Em survives the battle--she mourned for Fred and the many lives that were lost

Post-War:

Em ends up becoming a Healer at St Mungo’s, helping those who have undergone traumatic experiences during Voldemort’s rise

Future relationship TBD.

PERSONALITY

Though she comes off as a shy soul, little Em is not completely fragile. Behind her kind eyes laid years of suffering from her family’s arguments and broken bonds--yet she pushes forward, and her persistence does not go unnoticed

Em is always willing to offer a helping hand, even though she’s the one who needs it most.

She cares deeply for those who she ends up befriending and trusting. This also includes most of Clara’s friends at Hogwarts.

Though soft-spoken and easy to knock over, her spells could pack a serious punch.

MISC

Em’s love of Herbology came from her father, whom she loved helping in the family gardens long before Jacob’s disappearance.

She doesn’t play many instruments like her sister, but she has a decent singing voice good enough to join the Frog Choir. However, the thought of that made Em shake her head--she really only sings for fun, after all.

Em’s love for crafts came from the time Jacob gifted her a Hippogriff ornament at her first Christmas that he made himself.

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Bella Goes to College

So, like, I was just wondering,

What if Bella had never gotten pregnant?

What if she had decided to go to college for a few years, to Dartmouth, and actually ended up falling in love with it. 

What if she decided to stick it out as a human for a little while longer, at least until she graduates.

And she discovers a lot about herself in college, as most do. She evolves and while she’s with Edward a lot, she still makes some really close friends. 

She goes in planning to be a teacher but changes her mind, and changes it again. By the time she’s figured out what she wants to be, it’s going to take her way more than four years to graduate.

But by that point, she doesn’t really care too much about how long she’s a human (as long as she’s turned before she’s in her 30′s). She just wants to experience it all while she still can.

She goes to frat parties and figures out she hates them. Pulls several all nighters for a calculus test she’s required to take, joins so many clubs her head spins, smokes weed for the first time (and definitely not the last), and goes to pancake night every Friday no matter what.

Edward’s always there. Watching, making sure she’s safe, encouraging her, dutifully participating when she makes him. 

But soon things start to change. Bella isn’t the same person that she was when she met Edward. For starters she has a completely different sense of humor (don’t worry it is still plenty snarky and sarcastic, just more evolved) and that’s not all. She’s daring and charismatic and completely unapologetic for who she is.

Bella also starts to care more about people. Not that she didn’t before. Her feeling’s are just so much more intense now that she isnt coping with life and death and depression.

Before she left home she believed that she could leave Charlie and Renee behind, but now? After spending so much time apart? Every holiday is cherished, every weekend with them is special. She grows closer to them as she matures, able to relate to them and talk to them like never before.

Every time she visits Forks she always makes sure to check in on Jacob and the pack. She sees how they all start to move on, start school again and finish, find families outside of eachother. While they are all still protecters of their land, it no longer needs much protecting. Over the years, all but a few leave and start anew.

She also still sees Jess and Angela and Ben and occasionally a few others. Every time they reminiscint of the memories they made long ago. Bella starts to realize just how much she missed in her so called high school experience. She vows not to do that with college.

She also has her friends from college that she cares about to the extreme. Sure, some of them came in went, but the ones who did mean the world to her.

As graduation comes closer, her college pals all start to make plans on how they need to meet up at least twice a year every year. No matter what. Unthinkingly, Bella wholeheartedly agrees. Not realizing what it meant at the time.

She had stopped pestering Edward long ago to change her. She had it in the back of her mind that it would happen after graduation, but now? Nothing felt the same between them. Bella wasn’t the same girl that had sat beside Edward in Biology all those years ago. 

She still loved him, completely and absolutely. But it wasn’t the same. She found herself wishing that she could turn back time. That she was changed after her high school graduation. But it’s too late for that now.

Eventually, she talks to Edward about how she feels, and asks for a divorce. For the first time in a long time she’s apologizing. Profusely. 

Of course, Edward obliges with grace and after some more hard discussions, he leaves. With this decision she said goodbye to not only Edward, but also Alice and the rest of the Cullens. While it pains her to do so, she knows that if she is really to live the life she dreams of she can no longer be friends with vampires. And while she loves them all dearly, they are frozen in time and she is fluid. 

Bella isn’t sure where Edward and the rest of the Cullens go, but he still comes around every once in a while to make sure she’s safe and happy. He constantly asks Alice about how she’s doing and if she’s alright, just hoping for a reason to see her. He later regrets wishing any pain upon her. 

Bella stays single for a long time after Edward. Sometimes dating casually but never seriously. After Grad School and many different jobs she meets someone. The relationship certainly isn’t anything like the fantasy that was Edward. Nothing ever does compare to one’s first love. 

It was still amazing. With him she feels safe and always content. She no longer has to be the responsible one, as he takes care of her.

Bella no longer sees Edward. But she has a inkling that he still comes around.

She gets married and buys a home far away from Washington. She lives in the sun and soon she gets pregnant and has a child. She makes sure to warn him of the dangers she has faced as best she is able. But of course, he writes these warnings off as silly bedtime stories. As he should. Monsters no longer have a place her family’s world.

Renee and Charlie visit her constantly and are overjoyed with her success and happiness. Jacob even visits a few times as well and Bella is always esctatic when he comes. And of course, she always sees her little clan of college friends: twice every year.

She never returns to Forks until Charlie dies. To her, Forks seemed like a dream world. If she returned all of her normalcy would be eradicated. Of course, nothing happens when she goes to make arrangements for Charlie’s funeral.

It’s a sad day for everyone in the town when the Chief passes, but with his health it was expected. Nothing out of the ordinary comes to pass in Forks, and her distrust is lessened.

More life happens. Her mom eventually dies as well. Her son grows up and goes to college and gets married. She and her husband celebrate 51 years of marriage before he too passes.  After many years, nealry 67 since the day they met, Bella’s long life ends due to complications with her heart.

Bella lead a normal life, with only a small blip of fantasy in the middle. It was everything Edward wanted for her and more. He is completely happy for her, but we all know he can’t live without her.

He is soon executed by the voltori. Happy to finally have his suffuring ended.

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Aunt Kate, Part 2

Katherine “Kate” Kane never thought she would be here, sitting on the couch in her apartment anxiously waiting for her niece’s Skype to recognize that she was online. She ran a hand through her short hair, in a manner not unlike the way Bruce ran his own hand through his hair, and thought about how she got here. She never expected to be anyone’s aunt, her own sisters had disowned her when she came out as a lesbian, but her cousin’s kids had taken to her like a lot of moths to a flame.

Kate let a smile grace her face when she saw her screen illuminate with the Skype incoming call screen. She hit the “answer call” button and waved at her niece. “Hey Pipsqueak.”

Marinette let a little smile appear on her face before the smile fell. “Hey Aunt Kate.” Kate watched as Marinette wrapped her arms around herself and rested her cheek on her elbow. “Can I ask you a question?”

Kate frowns and adjusts how she’s sitting to be able to read her niece’s body language. “Hey, Pipsqueak, you can ask me anything. Even things you don’t feel comfortable asking your dad.”

“Aunt Kate. Did Ubaba, Grandpa Alfie, or one of the boys ever tell you about why I came to live with them?”

Kate watched as her little niece’s eyes filled with tears and her lip started to quiver. “No Pipsqueak. They never did.”

“My Maman and Papa were burned alive in their bakery, with our apartment above it, and I was shuttled around Paris from family to family. None of them were very pleasant, I have nightmares about them sometimes, but two families had these kids that I was close to. One of them, Jocelyne, she owns a cupcake shoppe here in Paris and she wants to see me.” Marinette’s tears began to trickle down her cheeks and Kate felt a tug on her heart. What she wouldn’t give to wrap her niece in a hug.

“Oh Pipsqueak.” Kate’s voice came out softer than she’d ever heard her voice before. “Do you want to see Jocelyne?”

“I do, but I don’t want to make the boys think I don’t care about them. I don’t want to make the boys think they’re not enough.” Marinette was quiet, quieter than Kate had ever heard her little niece.

“Hey, Pipsqueak, the boys know you love them. Most of them are secure enough in their relationship with you to not be afraid that by reconnecting with someone from Paris you’re replacing them. Sit them down and let them know that it’s not about them not being enough, it’s about you needing to reconnect with who you were in Paris.”

Marinette nodded. “Thanks Aunt Kate. How’ve you been? And your girlfriend, it’s Renee, right? How’s she?”

Kate let her head fall back and laugh, of course her little niece would be asking about her and Renee with tears streaming down her face. “I’m good and Renee is good too, she wants to buy you ice cream for the dress you made her.”

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Group Texts Are Ridiculous (Or, Five-0 Starts a Group Text)

McDanno, T, A03, 6k so far

Summary:  After Steve leaves Oahu to go find himself, Five-0 starts a group text to keep in touch while Steve’s away.  Picks up after the end of Season 10.

Notes:  This story is set in the present, following 10x22, but there’s no COVID in it...  I wanted it to be fun.  The story is complete and will be posted over the next few weeks.  Many thanks as always to my awesome beta, @perryavenue.

Chapter 3

June 25, 2020

JR:  What’s the name of Steve’s vet, the one he sort of dated?

QL:  If you and Tani were considering a threesome you could have let me know.

TR:  News to me.  But I suppose we could talk…

JR:  Shut up.  Eddie’s hurt, do you know the vet’s name or not?

TR:  Oh no, what happened?

JR:  I’m not sure, we just got back from a run and he’s limping a little.

DW:  Don’t go anywhere.  Keep Eddie still, I’ll be there in ten.

JR:  Shouldn’t I take him to the vet?

DW:  Just called them.  Stay right where you are.

JR:  Danny, Eddie’s fine, I can just put him in the truck.  He probably just stepped on something sharp.

QL:  Is he bleeding?  You should elevate his leg.

JR:  No, he’s not bleeding, it’s not that serious.  

TR:  Can you tell which paw it is?

JR:  Of course I can tell, it’s the foot he’s holding up when he tries to walk.

DW:  Did you not understand the part about keeping him still?  Walking is not keeping him still.  Sit with him, don’t let him move.

 JR:  We’re sitting on the couch, don’t worry, Eddie is fine.  He’s licking my face.  Normal Eddie behavior.  I think he actually forgot about his foot.

 TR:  Doesn’t hurt to be careful.  Junes, where did you take Eddie anyway?  Just the beach?

 TR:  Junes?  You there?

 JR:  Sorry, had to let HPD in.

 TR:  Wait, why is HPD there?

 JR:  Apparently Danny sent them.  With flashers and sirens.

 TR:  Of course, that makes sense.

 JR:  Um, no it doesn’t.  Eddie is fine.  And Five-0 isn’t supposed to use HPD for personal stuff.

 TR:  Yeah, we never do that.  

 SM:  What the hell happened to my dog?

  July 5, 2020

 LG:  I hate all of you, but especially Tani.

 TR:  It was just lemonade, Grover.

 LG:  No, it was iced tequila with one lemon slice floating on top.

 TR:  Party lemonade.

 LG:  It’s not very patriotic to get your elders drunk.

 TR:  No one said you had to drink it.

 LG:  Pretty sure you said anyone who doesn’t taste my lemonade has to go home.

 TR:  I had already had some lemonade when I said that.  I can’t be held responsible for my actions.  Face it, you’re a lightweight.

 LG:  Clearly not true.

 TR:  Then why did Renee make you leave early?

 LG:  We had another party to go to, as I told you last night. Where is everyone, anyway?  I thought Junior and Quinn were on today.

 TR:  I’m sure they’ll turn up any minute.

 LG:  Junior is still asleep, isn’t he?

 TR:  The lump under the blankets just cursed at me when I thumped him, so no, not totally asleep.

 LG:  Tell him to get his ass in gear and get to work.

 TR:  He says his head is exploding and he wants to die.

 LG:  Requesting a sick day, then?

 TR:  I’ll come in instead.

 LG:  Seriously?

 TR:  It’ll be better than listening to Junior puke all morning.

 LG:   I didn’t need to know that. How come you’re all chipper?

 TR:  I drank a bunch of water before I went to bed.  Like you’re supposed to.

 LG:  Hey, did Danny ever show up last night?

 TR:  Nope.  

  July 11, 2020

 LG:  I’m at the dock, which way should I go?

 DW:  Towards the boats.  The big floating things.

 JR:  I can see you, keep going the way you’re facing, then head south when you get to the end of the

row.

 LG:  South?  Sorry, forgot my compass.  

 DW:  Just listen for the music.

 TR:  I can’t believe you know the words to Taylor Swift’s greatest hits. At least my music is relatively current.

 DW:  Grace was just the right age.  It got stuck in my head.  

 JR:  And now it’s stuck in ours.

 <i>TR has changed the name of the group text to</i> <b>Shake It Off Dance Party</b>

 QL:  Be there soon.  Just found Jerry wandering in the parking lot.

 JG:  I wasn’t wandering, I was organizing my gear.

 TR:  What kind of gear do you need for a boat ride?

 LG:  You do realize you are asking Jerry this.

 JG:  By the way, thanks for including me today.  I’ve missed you guys.

 DW:  We miss you too.  But if you could all hurry up, that would be great.  I’d like to leave the dock sometime before it gets dark.

 QL:  Do you guys do a Five-0 summer outing every year?

 TR:  Nope, first time.

 QL:  Really?

 TR:  Yeah, generally we get enough excitement at work.  And Danny has some issues with boats.

 DW:  I actually enjoy boats, when there isn’t any gunfire, or sharks, or poison. I only have issues with <i>Steve</i> and boats.  Steve isn’t here, so we’ll be fine.

 QL:  So much to unpack there.

 JR:  Didn’t Steve set this up?

 LG:  He surely did.  The boat belongs to a friend of his.  I think he thought we all needed some cheering up.

 TR:  You mean he thought Danny needed cheering up.

 DW:  If Steve wanted to cheer me up he wouldn’t have sent me on a boat trip with all of you.

 LG:  Ouch.

 JG:  We may have a slight delay.

 TR:  What did you do?

 JG:  I didn’t do anything.  But Quinn was texting and walking at the same time and tripped.

 DW:  Is she ok?

 JG:  She didn’t fall in the water.  But her phone did, and she’s kind of pissed.

 LG:  Well we’ve got beer, that might help.

 JG:  Now’s she in the water.  She’s trying to find the phone.

 JG:  Quinn can hold her breath for a really long time.  Kind of impressive.

 LG:  For pete’s sake, what’s the point?  She’s never going to find it, and it’ll be ruined anyway.

 JG:  I said the same thing, but she didn’t listen.  Now she’s going to talk to the harbormaster.

 TR:  To report a dropped phone?

 JG: I don’t know, she just told me to wait while she went to talk to the harbormaster.

 TR:  It’s not like we need our phones for fishing.  We probably don’t get service out there anyway.

 DW:  Hardly matters.  At this rate we’re never leaving the dock.

  July 17, 2020

 SM:  Send help to this address ASAP. My phone’s dying.

 DW:  WTF Steve?

 SM:  Tow truck kind of help.  Flat tire.

 DW:  It’s four in the morning here.

 SM:  Oh, sorry.  Got up early. Not that early.

 DW:  Way to give me a heart attack.

 SM:  Sorry, didn’t mean to.  You okay?

 DW:  Course I’m okay.  I’m in bed, asleep.  Or at least I was asleep.  Now Eddie’s awake too and thinks it’s time to get up and go for a walk.

 SM:  Wish I was there.

 DW:  What?

 SM:  In bed, I mean.  Instead of stuck on the side of the road.

 DW:  Where are you, anyway?  You haven’t mentioned lately.

 SM:  Near Yellowstone.  Been camping. Did some hiking into the backcountry.

 DW:  Sounds suitably outdoorsy.

 SM:  Yeah.

 DW:  Your phone doesn’t seem all that dead.  You could have called AAA yourself.  

 SM:  I wasn’t sure how long it would hold out.

 DW:  It’s okay.  I miss you too.

  July 18, 2020

 JR:  So we’re all ignoring that conversation, right?

 TR:  Yes, because we work for them, and we have better things to do today.

 TR has changed the name of the group text to Luau Luau Luau

 JR:  Good to know you’re excited.

 TR:  Just cross your fingers there aren’t any murders in the next six hours. I want to be there when the pig comes out of the pit.

 SM:  You guys are doing a real luau?

 TR:  Yup.  Kamekona dug the imu.  Or had someone else dig it, probably.  But that sucker’s been cooking for hours already.

 JR:  Hey Commander, how’s it going?

 SM:  It’s good, Junior.  Thanks. How’d you get Kame to cook you a pig?

 TR:  It’s to thank Danny for helping him with some kind of permitting problem for his new place in Kapolei.  Kame found out Danny had never done the whole pig in the ground thing, so he decided to show him how it’s done.

 SM:  You’re telling me Danny got up at dawn to put the pig in the imu?

 TR:  I can’t swear to it, I wasn’t there.  But that was the plan.  

 LG:  I was there.  And no, Kame didn’t do any actual digging, he got Nahele and his friends to do it.  We did have to carry some rocks.

 TR:  What do you think, Lou?  Pretty cool, right?

 LG:  I am in favor of anything that combines fire and meat, you know that about me.

 SM:  Danny must not have gotten any sleep at all.

 DW:  That’s why they invented coffee.

 SM:  How much did Kame charge you for it?

 DW:  Nahele brought us all coffee from Island Vintage.

 SM:  What, did he come into some money?

 DW:  I paid him back, you dunce.

 SM:  I can’t believe you guys are putting together your own luau.

 DW:  Makes you miss home, doesn’t it?

 SM:  Sure does.  Danny, you’ve really never been to a luau?

 DW:  Not really.  Seemed kind of touristy.

 TR:  That’s why you have to do it yourself.  I made chicken long rice last night, and Junior’s bringing the lomi lomi salmon.

 JR:  I wanted squid but Tani likes salmon better.

 SM:  Good luck getting Danny to eat squid unless they’re deep fried.

 DW:  I’ll have you know I haven’t had a fried fish in ages.  I’ve been grilling mahi almost every weekend.

 SM:  You have?  That’s awesome.

 JR:  He does a good job with it, too.  It’s never dry.

 DW:  Thanks, Junior.

 SM:  Clearly my healthy eating has finally made an impression on you, Danny. I’m so proud.

 JR:  I think it was his doctor that forced him into it, but whatever.

 SM:  What do you mean?  What’s wrong?

 DW:  Nothing’s wrong.

 SM:  High cholesterol?

 DW:  Shut up, I can eat whatever I want.  I’m just choosing to be more aware of what goes in my mouth, that’s all.

 LG:  Right, that’s why you banned malasadas from the office.

 TR:  Maybe he’s just trying to maintain his girlish figure.  

 JR:  Are you really trying to lose weight, Danny?  Because you’re as thin as I’ve ever seen you.

 LG:  I’m not sure they sell those slacks in extra-slim, you better be careful.

 DW:  Can we please stop talking about me?  

 SM:  Seriously, is everything all right, Danny?  

 DW:  You guys are ridiculous.  See you later at the beach.  You can ogle me there as I stuff my mouth with kalua pork.

  July 21, 2020

 JR:  Tani, you up?

 TR:  You know you can just come home and get into bed with me, you don’t need to say dumb stuff like that.

 JR:  Honestly I just wanted to know if you were awake.  It’s one o’clock in the morning.

 TR: LOL sorry.  Yeah, Quinn just left and I’m trying to clean up.  We tried to make fancy margaritas and it looks like Whole Foods’ fruit section exploded in my kitchen.

 JR:  What’s a fancy margarita?

 TR:  You know, you add in something that tastes good and something that tastes bad.

 JR:  That can’t really be the recipe.

 TR:  It seemed like it.  Grapefruit and rosemary – who wants rosemary in their margarita?

 JR:  Ok true.

 TR:  Strawberry and jalapeno was pretty good though.  But we put too many jalapenos in.

 JR:  Sounds dangerous.  How many have you had?

 TR: A good amount.  When are you coming home?

 JR:  Don’t know.  Adam and I are still parked down the road from the restaurant where the victim died yesterday.  Danny thinks whoever was responsible, the assistant chef probably, will break in tonight.

 TR:  Sounds fun.

 JR:  I’m bored out of my mind.  Ran out of things to talk about with Adam about two hours ago.

 TR:  Let’s play fuck, marry, kill.  

 JR:  Okay.  But let’s text just us, okay?

 TR:  Smart.  Okay, you go first.  Celebrities, fuck, marry or kill.

 JR:  Any celebrities?  That’s kind of broad.

 TR:  Ok, celebrities named Chris.

 JR:  You’re really making me go first.

 TR:  You’re the one who said you were bored.  I could just throw all this crap into the sink and go to bed.  But I’ll go first if you want.

 JR:  Okay.  

 TR:  And obviously no getting mad, right?

 JR:  Obviously.

 TR:  Fuck Chris Hemsworth, marry Chris Evans, kill Chris Pratt.

 JR:  That was fast.

 TR:  I may have thought about it before.  Now you go.

 JR:  Fuck Christina Aguilera, marry Chris Evans, kill Chris Noth.

 TR:  Very enlightened.

 JR:  Everyone wants to marry Chris Evans.

 TR:  Agreed.  Okay, next. Marvel characters.  

 JR:  That’s kind of an overlap, isn’t it?

 TR:  Only with a few of them.  We’ll say no repeats.  You go first this time.

 JR:  Fuck Wonder Woman, marry Black Widow, kill Loki.

 TR:  Sure you didn’t reverse Wonder Woman and Black Widow?

 JR:  Nah.  If I’m going to spend my life with somebody I want her to have some depth, you know?

 TR:  I’ll revisit that when I’m less drunk.  Okay, fuck T’Challa, marry Tony Stark, kill Fury.

 JR:  Fury?  He’s a good guy.

 TR:  I didn’t like the way he faked his death.

 JR:  You confuse me sometimes.

 TR:  I think that’s okay.  Any sign of the assistant chef?

 JR:  No.  And Adam seems entranced by some game on his phone.

 TR:  Animal crossing?

 JR:  I think it’s some kind of card game app.  Jerry mentioned it.

 TR:  Why play cards on an app instead of in person?

 JR:  Maybe because you’re stuck at work at one in the morning.

 TR:  Fair.

 JR:  Okay, let’s do another round.

 TR:  Fine.  Five-0. Present or former members.

 JR:  No way.

 TR:  Come on, you must have thought about it.  

 JR:  No getting mad?

 TR:  Obviously.  And we can’t say each other.

 JR:  Obviously.

 JR:  You go first.

 TR:  Fuck Steve, marry Danny, kill Catherine.

 JR:  Again, you do this really fast.

 TR:  These answers aren’t hard.

 JR:  Didn’t know you hated Catherine so much.

 TR:  She screwed over my imaginary fuck buddy and my imaginary husband, so, yeah.

 JR:  I feel like you know more about this situation than I do.

 TR:  As with all things.  Come on, your turn.

 JR:  This is hard.  And very unprofessional.

 TR:  You cannot leave me hanging.

 JR:  Fuck Quinn, marry Steve, kill Adam.

 TR:  He’s that boring?

 JR:  He’s that boring.

 TR:  You know Danny thinks I’m just like Steve.  In the good ways.

 JR:  I’m aware.

 TR:  You only said Quinn because you couldn’t think of any other women on Five-0, didn’t you?

 JR:  Ok fine.

 TR:  Be honest, who would you pick?  Really?

 JR:  There’s no way you’re getting me to put that in a text.

 TR:  It’s just us, come on.

 LG:  No it’s not.  

 TR:  Oh shit.

  July 22, 2020

 DW:  Ok, regarding last night’s text message fiasco, I’m incredibly disappointed and have no choice but to run this by HR.

 TR:  Wait, we have HR?

 DW:  No, actually.  But I talked about it with Steve and we laughed our asses off.  Try to rein in the sex talk just a bit, okay?  And maybe don’t mention actually killing people in our group text.

 JR:  Sorry, sir.

 TR:  Sorry, boss.

 DW:  And Junior’s right.  Everyone wants to marry Chris Evans.