#alex is such a protective mama bear

[its-your-mind]

JUST FOR THE RECORD.

the way Madam E talks is in fact Incredibly Extra (alex said somewhere that yeah duh that was the point) but also.

as a person who sits in a pretty diverse classroom of 12-14 year olds all day.

some of the Kids These Days do in fact talk like that. All the time. To everyone. No matter what. Front-facing camera not required.

The other day one of the individual-units-of-chaos-for-whom-I-am-responsible-for-8-hours-each-weekday asked if I had done anything fun over the weekend and I said "oh I just went for a short hike in the national park" and he straight up did this:

like. LIKE. madam E's tone. her inflection. her little trill on the end of words... some of the slang was a tad dated (though that does sort of make sense, if Madam E is ~5-10 years older than my gremlins-disguised-as-preteens) but I literally got whiplash every three minutes because all I could visualize for Madam E was a rotating cast of the like. Seven of my kiddos who talk EXACTLY like that.

which I WILL SAY. did make the horror hit home Just A Bit More Than Usual.

[secret-spirit]

Winfrey: you adopted this Human without telling me???

Clyde: WDYM-

I love how we turned Clyde into someone who would gladly toss itself into a wood chipper or something fir its loved ones, and would rather die than ever say that out loud

[expectiations]

*rolls into your asks* Any thoughts on my headcanon where the Doctor is the fun parent while River is the strict one, mainly cause she's scared of f-ing up their adoptive kids(I say adoptive because River had adopted many kids so far. And because I can't really see River and the Doctor having a biological child, the whole "River and the Doctor have a kid on Darillium" doesn't stick with me because of plotholes) cause she REALLY doesn't wanna end up raising them like they raised her(which was shit). (P:S: You're my favourite Doctorriver poster so I love you<3 Also love you even more because you're a fellow pinoy like me, so sana okay ka lang lagi and keep doing your amazing work!<3)

OMG?!!! OMG!!!! EYYYYY KABABAYAN!!! OMG A FELLOW FILO DOCTORRIVER FAN???? HIIIII!!!!!!!

okay haha pardon me but it's not every day I meet a fellow Filo AND a DoctorRiver fan to boot

so erm let me see. Initially yeah I agree. Doctor = fun; River = strict. But at the same time, I'm also taking into account their different regenerations? Like yeah it's still the Doctor but their personalities do differ a bit here and there.

Honestly I feel like they're *both* strict/protective af while also cool and fun too. Like 11 for example. He's goofy af but can also turn all Oncoming Storm the next. (Do keep in mind that my headcanons are a huge part of this.)

Erm also for the DoctorRiver Darillium kid, I personally hc that 12river were sneaky af and stretched their time together. So they may *technically* have spent 24 Earth years on Darillium *but* they could easily have gone off world, perhaps off to the next planet or something. I find that not impossible, especially with River driving (sorry not sorry Doctor lol). I mean she gets her perfume from time locked Gallifrey for goodness sake.

I feel like I'm betraying something or someone when I say this (lol) but after much rumination, they both believed Darillium to be the last time they'd see each other. And while I'm also a *huge* advocate for time tots, it does seem kinda cruel to have a kid only to leave them in a few years.

Anyways, whether time tots existed on Darillium or not, I know for certain River was pregnant during the events of The Impossible Astronaut/Day of the Moon. I also firmly believe that when River tells him who she is in A Good Man Goes To War and 11 took a peek at the cradle that it was like a family tree of sorts? I may be wrong but Alex has certainly hinted time and time again that time tots other than her were in that cot (cradle?).

Wait why have I gotten to this topic 😭😂

The Doctor is good with playtime and storytime, while River is strict with what they eat (vegetables are not bad, Doctor. stop telling our kid that. *proceeds to give him death stare and if her hands weren't full with the time tot, his beloved bow tie would have been round his neck by now*) and their sleeping schedules.

The Doctor loves teaching their kid about space while River loves taking the little one to expeditions. Don't worry, their stroller/baby backpack (or whatever that baby sling that's like a backpack is called) has *lots* of protection stuff. Also there's like a homing beam(??) that'll immediately send said time tot to materialize in the TARDIS no matter their location and she will also go immediately to where her Water is <3 (love love love when the TARDIS goes all mama bear for River. their relationship is so under explored)

The Doctor will glare menacingly at any suitor while River looks chill (actually she already knows *everything* about said suitor).

They do try so so hard at being parents. And they certainly *are* good parents. But they're also flawed. So there are mistakes bound to happen along the way. *But* they're also the Doctor and River Song and they'll get through it together. Just like they always have.

[lightandspark]

I can’t express how much of great parents Alex and Dot are. Dot protective mama bear mode is always fun to see and just bad ass, I enjoy seeing the sheer healthy maternal bond she has with ALL her kids. Along with that, Alex is such an amazing dad and spouse. He is understanding, gentle, and the moments he shares with his kids are just *DAD of the Year material* right there! Any moment they share with Robby, Mo, Twitch, and Thrash (who just have a great and healthy sibling relationship) are just pure gold and it’s fun to see HEALTHY family relationships and I’m looking forward to see their interactions with their new kids, Nightshade, Hashtag, and Jawbreaker and see their big family grow.

Two amazing parents walking down the street with their seven kids, coming through.

[brights-place]

A/N: Me when I first watched Marble Hornets, Tribe Twelve and Every Man hybrid ^

Anyways these are some funny Headcannons for the cast of marble hornets that popped up into my head sooo hope you enjoy them!

Marble Hornets Head Cannons

Timothy Wright/Masky

Tim:

-he has a limp due to masky not wanting to rest when he is injured

-bookworm

-The mom friend

-gives big bear hugs

-trust issues

-likes taking naps

-has road rage

-socially awkward around strangers

-neglects himself

-makes really good pancakes

-likes to annoy his coworkers

-very ticklish

-has some bandages and bruises due to masky

-when singing karoke he rocks the stage

-Rollerskating on them haters

-the last thing Tim said to Alex as he stabbed him to death was "This is for everything you took away from us" by 'Us' he mean't Jay,Brian,Seth,Jessica,Amy and his alternate split personality Masky along with Brian's split personality Hoodie.

Yes Masky and Tim are two separate people stuck in the same body. Tim is the man being caught up in a crazy situation and Masky being his crazy murder version, thats why Tim forgets everything that happens when Masky is taken control.

Masky:

-major adhd

-usually pretty chill but when he gets angry, he gets violently angry

-throws tantrums sometimes

-likes climbing trees

-sneaky, but not as sneaky as Hoodie

-loves throwing stones and pebbles at Alex then running away

-jumps onto Hoodies back and clings to him to get on his nerves

-he changed the way his mask looked four different times before he was satisfied with it

-has a habit of tackling his problems (literally)

-hes ticklish, but not as much as Tim

-he was jealous of Jay at the start because Hoodie insisted on protecting him

-Competitive

-Also Roller Skates and flexes on the other proxies about it cause he can do tricks.

Brian Thomas/Hoodie Brian:

-egotistical

-social butterfly

-therapist friend

-sunshine boy

-good grades

-probably the most athletic of the group

-laughs at his own jokes

-always planning fun little road trips

-Mama's boy

-he makes sure to smack anybody who disses on there mother

-Is a Gentleman

-overprotective of his friends

-he once let Tim copy his homework in middle school

-pays for other people's things

-loves playgrounds. Like a lot. When he sees one, he HAS to play on it

-likes taking photos

-under his bed he has a nerf gun stash... Tim and Alex Have been victims when they come over to Brian's

Hoodie

-Serious

-has a BIG love for nature

-unpatient as hell

-does parkour

-sneaky

-secretly clingy

-easily annoyed

-quiet

-enjoys bossing Masky around

-insomniac

-listens to music while doing a job/task or just walking around

-has a habit of chewing on spoons

-His gloves where a gift from his mother...

-He's a mama's boy

-great at hide & seek

-breaks into Alex's apartment and moves stuff around to mess with him (once he rearranged the whole apartment while Alex was sleeping)

-Records the others doing random shit

-has blackmail of everyone

-Always plans everything out

-Hates when they rush in without a plan it pisses him off so after the mission he stares at the group intensely and starts signing in sign language to piss the group off.

Alex Kralie

-Listens to classic music

-Alex Understands and knows sign language due to his mother being deaf so when brian signs he understands whats he's saying

-Laughed when he called Tim 'A man Who's ass is even bigger then his fuck brain'

-Him and Brian have nerf battles when they feel like messing around

-Top student in his collage class

-Allows Amy to put makeup on him cause he loves his girlfriend but is annoyed when someone brings it up.

-Good with Computers

-Serious

-Theater Kid

-Equal rights = Equal Fights

-He has a video of everybody doing dumb shit

-A Rihanna Fan

-Sleep Talks & Walks

-Major Anger Issues

-Send Help to Seths Dog

-Hates dogs (Cause they loud)

-Knows how to play guitar

Jay Merrick/Skully

Jay

-Also A Theater Kid

-Keeps to himself alot

-Introvert

-Tired 24/7

-Doesn't eat a lot so the group have to remind him.

-He was on Set design

-Wrote some Scripts for other Projects

-There all in a box somwhere

-ADHD

-Stims

-gets cold easily

-Collects random stuff

-Wears lots of comfy clothes

-Likes Abba

-Sings his heart out to disney songs when they all are drunk

Skully

-Feral

-Jay's alter

-Fast Runner

-Introverted until you get to know him more

-becomes an extrovert when he feels comfortable -More annoying than scary but can be scary

-Jay doesn't know about skullys existence until years later.

-I feel like he acts like he's on drugs without actually being on drugs, you know?

-Like either crackhead energy or just really caffeinated (same with Jay sometimes)

-Tried Smoking once

-he was in a coughing fit

-Knows Basic Medical treatment

Jessica

-best delivery person

-She and Tim gossip alot

-Feels like she owes Tim & Hoodie for saving her

-The Cool Aunt

-BEST music taste

-Always brings extra stuff to wherever they go.

-Fights with everybody on who pays for dinner

-Can ROAST the shit outta you

-Her and Amy likes doing girls night

-Amazing Actor

-Paints

-Knows how to play Piano

-Played Rush E to convince Alex for her and Amy to go out

-AMAZING Dancer

Amy

-Did costume design in highschool

-Artist

-Loves Baking

-Did violin, piano, flute and drama in highschool

-Amazing Singer

-Knows how to multi-task

-In Med School

-Gossiping with Jessica and Tim makes her laugh

-Use to drive without a Licences

-Very Flexible

-Goes on picnic dates with Alex

-posts photos of her days on her social media's

-Alex was so shocked when seeing Amy do an Gymanstic trick

-Girl is SKILLED

-Likes pet sitting for seth

-Alex gets pissed due to Amy not letting him have a say

Seth

-Loves his dog -Best uncle figure -Has dozens of photos and videos from trips

-Did cinematography in high school, still doing it in collage -makes music -Met Jay freshman year in high school

-Knows how to make drinks

-being a Bartender was a side job

-Plays with his dog and wants to cry leaving his dog

-Seth has a smirk when dropping off his dog

-Knows how to play Instruments

-Was in the school band

-Fluent in English,German and Dutch

[gentlebeardsbarngrill]

Hi, I have huge gratitude and admiration for your posts and updates on OFMD, I always find them so comforting and informative! Especially as I'm only on Reddit and got a Tumblr account 4 days ago to keep track of OFMD (Twitter/X is just too overwhelming for me lol). What was your take on Rhys Darby's Cameo video in regards to making you feel more hopeful/less hopeful/neither but it was still lovely? With the deafening silence from David Jenkins and worrying that the morale is dropping, it's irresistible not to start feeling a bit of doom, you know? Any response appreciated, but regardless, thank you so much for the work you're doing ❤️

Hello my dear! Welcome to tumblr, we're so glad to have you! I really should get on reddit sometime (I get notifications when certain posts get busy but I just always forget to check them). I totally get that Twitter is overwhelming, it's a tornado of information--and thank you! I'm so glad you're getting something out of the updates!

My take on the Rhys Darby cameo, ay? Well I'll be honest, I thrive on even a little bit of feedback so I was 100% pumped after that yesterday. It sounds silly but I went and cried in the shower for 20 mins because I was feeling torn between the sadness for Rhys and what he lost and was feeling and then also the beautifully kind and positive advice he was giving us.

After that-- I basically felt like someone called Gondor for aid and I was a raging pile of need for action. I actually feel more hopeful now, but I think Rhys has that affect on people. Like that man could tell me the sky was blue and I'd grin like a toddler with a lollipop and nod and feel like I could take on the day.

I do totally get that doom and gloom feeling that comes with the silence. We need that feedback from the people we're fighting for to keep morale up. That being said though--- I've noticed a trend over the past few weeks since cancellation, and that is that when we start feeling down, someone in the cast/crew starts poking their nose out. Usually its Chaos Dad (David Jenkins) but all of a sudden when things are slowing down again this week, Rhys puts himself up on Cameo, two days before the UK launch of s2? I just don't believe in coincidences in most cases, especially when we're all watching things so closely. It may make me sound like a conspiracy theorist but I do truly believe that a huge chunk of the cast and crew is watching our actions and reactions to things very carefully (Hell, Alex Sherman is over on twitter liking a bunch of fan art and porn, so at least we have our little perverted guardian angel!). They just seem to keep popping up at the exact right moments to help rally the troops for them not to be.

The difficulty with negotiations in any industry is the whole Non Disclosure Agreement that comes along with people potentially taking on new clients/funding new projects. Legitimately, there could be a contract in the works right now with a network and we already have our s3, but we just can't know about it because that would damage / threaten negotiations. It could be the other way too, but with how supportive Chaos Dad and Rhys and the rest of the crew have been just popping in and out like little bubbles of positivity, I really feel like we have still have some hope here. It's just really hard to be patient when we're all pushing so hard-- which is why breaks are so important. Anywhoooo, I've had my coffee so I'm obviously rambling at this point-- thank you so much dear for writing into me! I hope that answers your question... I am feeling overwhelmingly positive after Rhys' videos and feeling very mama bear on wanting to protect that man by doubling down on efforts, lol. So glad you're will us on tumblr friend! Always feel free to reach out :D <3<3<3 Ty!

[fivenightsatfreddysfanfiction]

I'm enjoying the relationship I have built up between Sydney and Vanessa, just thinking about it and the situations I can put them into and people's perceptions and reactions to them. It's very fun. x3

Despite what Gregory and Alex think about the two of them and how they behave, Sydney and Vanessa really are just Platonic Life Partners (with a side of Platonic Co-Parents). They see each other as very close friends, best friends, and are comfortable with each other in many aspects and neither of them even really think about crossing that line unless someone else mentions it and then it's just a point of humor or annoyance to them (depends on their moods). They're happy and comfortable with their friendship and bond, and they don't really feel any inclination to go further than that.

Sydney's exasperation, Vanessa's lil mean streak pranks with banging the walls at night, their confusion at someone mistaking them hanging out as a date; it's fun to think about how they interact with the world at large after being freed from the Pizzaplex.

And boy are they super protective of each other and Gregory, Alex, and Glamrock Freddy. Papa Wolf and Mama Bear ass vibes, y'know?

[leafs-lover]

what was ema and tia’s relationship like when they were together? do you ever see them making amends and being close now?

Ema loved Tia! It's talked about in some of the other parts, but Tia didn't have a mom growing up and Ema basically welcomed her from day one.

Auston would come home from practice and find Tia was already there, sometimes hanging out with Alex but other times she'd be in the kitchen helping Ema make food or just talking. From all the relocating, Tia speaks some spanish (not fluently, but enough) and Ema loved that and would try to teach Tia more! She could tell how important Tia was to Auston and because of that Tia was important to her.

Unfortunately, Tia knows some of the stuff Ema and Brian have said about her (all in the past when the news of Taylour was fresh) and because she is so stubborn she always tries to avoid them. There haven't been many instances where their paths crossed (playoff game, NHL awards, Taylour's birthday) but Tia will not start a conversation with them. She actually lingers awkwardly away from them hoping they ignore her.

At this point they know Tia didn't keep Taylour from Auston/ them. Auston still hasn't told them exactly what happened, but they don't hold Tia responsible for that. I wouldn't say they are pleased with her decision to be a stripper, but they accept that she was one. Ema is mostly upset with Tia because she's broken Auston's heart a few times in the last year. Like Tia, Ema is a protective mama bear.

They will get past everything and move on, but Ema will have to be the one to show a willingness first.

[micaiahsdawn]

Last group for FE4, holy shit, I didn't mean to make so many for this game but my brain saw Milethos right next to Thracia and went OFF. This last group is a big family of 6, and also a bit of a work in progress. Mainly because I'm debating where 2 characters end up.

Meet "My disappointment is immeasurable and my day life is ruined."

Noboru Bhutan Clement: Black hair + black eyes, Baroness/Marchioness of Clement, former Isaach noble, and former sword fighter, mama bear, spoils her kids but isn't afraid to discipline them, hard to get mad, fleed Isaach after her family was framed, eventually clears her name and tries to establish friendly ties between Thracia and Isaach. Befriended Arya and Shannan, told them of her own kids. Died during the war before she successfully allied Isaach and Thriaca

Faron Alex Clement: Blond hair + gold eyes, Baroness/Marquess of Clement, former Milethos noble, and axe fighter, went into a self exile after a scandal in Peruluke, a remorseful man who tries to be good for his kids, puts family above everything, eventually reconciles with his family and helpes Dianthus smuggle goods to Thracia, however he is caught and imprisoned in Gannvale where Dianthus assassinates him to cover her tracks 

Clorinde Verde Rohan: Black hair + black eyes, Marquess of Rohan, former heir of Clement, oldest sibling, highest magic resistance, spear user. Very calm and elegant, intense drive to do her family proud and be a good role model for her siblings, shows her affection in small gestures, eventually flees the continent with Alexandrite to protect her youngest nephew during Loptr's rise to power 

Lupine: Clorinde wyvern, gold with green eyes, largest, best tracker, extremely expressive and prideful, he will sass anyone who isn't Clorinde

Saoirse Carol Dain: Black hair + gold eyes. Current Queen of Thracia, wife of Travant and mother of Arion, inverted minor Bragi, complete magic immunity, sword user, a genius from a low ranking house, became a queen and mother at a very young age, socially awkward and closed off as a result, but genuinely cares for her family, self sacrificial habits, ruthless and effective, took over Thracian underground and stokepiled jewels for future income, gave birth to her second son, Trevor, at 20 and sent him away due to the rising Loptr Cult, eventually died by her own hand once the future of Thracia was secured 

Ciel: Saoirse wyvern, black with blue eyes, fastest, energetic and often acts more like a dog than a wyvern, he was released into the wild after Saoirse sustained a permanent injury in Agusutria defending Travant from Quan

Dion Achilles Clement: Thracian general, Saoirse older brother, second highest magic resistance, highest defence, axe + spear, Thracian general, reckless, energetic, and prideful, values family above all else, constantly worries for his sisters' safety, doesn't get along well with Travant, always fighting to make money, always makes it out alive with a new scar, followed Saoirse into the royal court to protect her, stays in Thracia during the Loptr Rein, dies by Leif's hand after refusing to surrender

Blaise: Dion wyvern, black with gold eyes, strongest, also the laziest, always falls asleep, dies alongside her rider

Alexandrite Pascal Clement: youngest son, least magic resistant, sniper, innocent, kind and patient, fast learner, but doesn't understand why diplomacy fails do much, idolizes Saoirse and Clorinde, clashes with Dion a lot, trusts easily but never fully, only 13 when the Loptr Cult rises to power, flees with Clorinde and Trevor 

Blanca: Alex wyvern, white with red eyes, most agile, also the angriest, short temper and impatient, she only listens to Alex

OKAY i'm finally back!! sorry it took a couple hours!!

one: LOVE big families. two: i might die for saoirse. she sounds like such a cool character!!!!!

[wildcxrds]

cw: slurs, death, possession, violence, grief around death

Jacob’s 5 months old. And Alex attempted to introduce him.

was I good?

“You betrayed every value you ever preached to us for years!” Every word felt like knives on her skin. “You made me think you were trustworthy, but you laid with a bastardous murderer! How DARE you show your face here!”

Through tears swimming in her eyes, through blurred vision, the horrified, shocked, angered, saddened faces of her friends barely swam into view. At the forefront of them was Kairo, face pulled into fury. As Alex blinked, the hot tears stinging her cheeks as they rolled down, it felt like the forms of her friends towered over her.

Kairo pointing accusingly at her, her shouting not making any sense now, but words like “bitch” and “traitor” stood out to her.

She’d only roused out of her stupor the moment she realized that the bundle she’d clutched protectively to her chest was crying loudly. And suddenly, she was grounded back in the moment. And her friends weren’t towering over her. In fact, she didn’t even notice them anymore - the most important thing was the little infant in her arms scream-crying for comfort. In that moment, she turned away and rushed out the door. Jacob needed quiet, he needed somewhere safe, far from the shouting. Alex wouldn’t allow him to be around that. Not as long as she lived.

was I strong?

Jacob’s 4. Both sat on the floor, with Alex leaned back against her armchair and Jacob a few feet away. She watched the way his little green eyes lit up so brightly while handling his favorite toy. And her heart ached. It ached so painfully in her chest, it’s almost like it was to the point of exploding. She thought of her brothers surrounding her and fawning over their nephew. She thought of Kairo growing little blue flowers for him, softening in the presence of a child because she made so much progress in trust in the last year alone.. she thought of Jacob falling asleep to Allie’s purrs on the couch, or riding on Kori’s shoulders..

She thought of him. Him holding his son, not calling him a monster. Realizing that there was still goodness in his heart - the same she’d seen. He didn’t have to be a father, but maybe he’d like to be in Jacob’s life. Maybe.

“Mama.” Jacob was at her lap, clutching the stuffed plush of Simba the lion she passed down to him. His little hand reached to her face and she realized she was crying. Quickly using the sleeves of her cardigan, she wiped her face and composed herself.

“Hi, sweetie!” She scooped him up into her arms, kissing his chubby little cheek. Jacob scrunched his face, but giggled. “Did you wanna watch some cartoon reruns, maybe?”

“Is ‘kay, mama.” He reached for her face again, gently patting her bangs. She realized he was attempting to fix her hair like she’d done to him when he’d cry. And god, she could’ve started crying hard from that alone. “Is ‘kay.”

“Oh, honey.” She knew that if that was the future she’d want for him, she’d either fight for it… or find others who would love him for him.

was I smart?

Jacob’s 9. She’s held the truth and told fantastical stories of his father to him. A man who lives in the stars in a place called Asgard where the Norse Gods reside. She knows this fragile version of the truth - the godawful truth of his past - was bound to be revealed soon enough. Jacob was so incredibly intelligent, but she couldn’t bear to think of breaking his little heart.

Her friends steadily accept Jacob, but Alex remains outside of their good graces. That’s okay. As long as he doesn’t endure any verbal abuse, she’ll take whatever comes at her without complaint. It’s one step closer to the idealized future.

It takes months, but they have a sit down with him. And Jacob is ecstatic. He shows him everything he’s learned - the guitar, his drawings and notes on space, star charts.. and it warms their hearts. It’s okay. He doesn’t have to know the truth. Right?

was I brave..?

It’s pain. It’s nothing but pain screaming through every nerve. She begs the shadow within her to not take her from Jacob - but at the same time begs for a release from the pain of possession, even if it killed her.

She’s so starkly aware of the terrified faces of her friends, just moments before a gunshot echoes the room.. and the shadow possessing her is forcibly removed, and her body crumples.

The moments she lay there, she regrets seeing the way Jacob screamed and cried and pleaded to her. She never wanted to inflict this kind of trauma on him. This was just supposed to be a normal day..

He saved her that day. Saved her for the rest of her existence for ever thinking of losing the chance to see Jacob grow. The immortality courses through her veins, and as traumatic as the situation was, her priority remained in comforting Jacob. She goes into action immediately to arrange therapy for Jacob.

..was I trustworthy?

She’s moved on. He’d been gone for too long, and she needed to live her life for her and Jacob. And she found someone; Jaden, who accepts her for all she is, who has a son that very quickly becomes like a younger sibling to Jacob. And their family starts to come together. She began to find her formal independence through this.

And then it happened.

There’s pain in his eyes. Jacob’s 11 and he’s found the truth of his dad’s past. A truth held back for far too long. Intentionally avoided by all from Alex’s insistence. And this idealized image of his father crumbles before his eyes… while the trust in his mother also starts to break. He confides in his soon to be step-brother Knox, and Alex gets guidance through Jaden. And they work on helping Jacob navigate through this, while.. slowly, helping Alex. But she doesn't realize a rage and a resentment that had been building over years of being brushed aside was ready to burst at any moment. Yet it's pushed away, focused on her family now.

was.. I kind?

Jacob's 15. They're brought to see him. Separated by a wall, and Jacob tells his father he knows. He knows of his past and all the terrible things he'd done. How he struggled to understand why he would do that, then try and hurt Alex and himself. But Jacob shows his growth, and Alex is filled with such great pride for him. Jacob forgives him, and still calls him dad, even though he has a new father now in Jaden.

Still loves his father.

And then Alex speaks. And it's not as gracious. Farthest from, because the years of hurt come out at once. The crying, the anger, the pain.

I regret you. The only thing good that came of us was Jacob.

His smile is painful, yet understanding. But the hurt of her words goes deeper than she expected. The emotions are too high, and that's all she can say. Thor assures that maybe with time, there can be a semblance of peace.

The peace is never found.

The Thanos invasion triggers a retreat before the fight even really starts. They hide out of reach out of the war through Kori's magic. But the time away is difficult.

...

Jacob's 19. Jaden asks for a divorce. And Alex fights for the marriage, but too much has changed over time. The kids are nearly all grown up, and she and him have grown apart. The split is amicable, there's no hard feelings between the two. But the recovery is hard.

They return, and Thor is waiting for Alex and Jacob. Time had passed, and he has news.

The grief is like a two ton stone weighing them down. Jacob has a break down like she'd never seen, enough to trigger his Jotun form, and freeze over a lake. And her heart hurts. It hurts so bad. She never wanted this pain to ever find him. Not the bundle that scream-cried while insults were flung at her. That gently patted her hair to comfort her. Laughed when they'd compete in Mario Kart and he'd get the blue shell. Lit up when he learned he'd get a new brother, and even more when Luna came along.

And she realized the pain of that is accompanied by something else - the ever plaguing image of the last time she'd seen him. And flickers of their shared memories, small little instances with Jacob, and even before. Of the warm golden afternoons shared where she gradually earned his trust, and worked to show him that he had good within himself somewhere.

Was this a selfish guilt? Was it more?

I'm sorry.

He'd never hear those words from her.

what was I, in the end?

[86laura11]

What if we get to see shy wife not being so shy. Maybe she’s tired of everyone picking on Jake because he’s not just Hangman. She get annoyed and becomes very protective. Or one to do with Alex and being bullied and the mama bear comes out. But once’s she done talking she goes right back to being shy.

gonna post a Jake and Shy Wifey fic tonight

then i’m gonna have a lil Opposites Attract Celebration thingy. so send in all the OA thoughts!! :)

[themetaphorgirl]

in which Emily makes a poor choice

HEY Y’ALL I AM BACK!!! WITH A PATRON SAINT DRABBLE!!

Y’all can thank @linguinereid for this one!! Sweet Bee suggested this and I ended up writing part of it while I was in line for rides at Epcot. 

I’m excited to be writing and posting again!! Please tell me what y’all think of this one, and tell me what I’ve missed in the past couple of weeks!!

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Emily poked at her ear, trying to twist around to get a better look in the mirror. “Shit,” she mumbled, wincing as she prodded a sore spot. She leaned across the bathroom counter, almost sitting in the sink. “I think I fucked up. Shit.”

“That looks infected.”

She jumped in surprise and fell off the counter, hitting the faucet on her way down and splashing water across her shirt. “What the fuck!” she exclaimed. Spencer stood in the bathroom doorway, head tilted and eyes wide like a very small owl. “You little gremlin, you scared the shit out of me! What are you doing in here?”

“You left the door open,” Spencer said. “What’s wrong with your ear?”

She fumbled to turn off the faucet and pick up Hotch’s knocked-over toothbrush. “Nothing.”

“It’s red and swollen,” he said. “That’s a sign of infection. What did you do?” His eyes went wide. “Did you get that piercing after Hotch told you it was a bad idea?”

She smoothed her hair down over her ear. “Nope,” she said. “Why would you think that?”

“I heard you guys arguing about it,” he said. “Hotch said it was against dress code, and you said you didn’t give two fucks about dress code, and he said you were shit at cleaning the piercings you already have and you’d fuck up your ears, and you said-”

“Okay, okay, you and your eidetic memory can stop at literally any time,” Emily said, rolling her eyes. “It’s not that big a deal. There was a girl at the party last weekend who said she’d pierced like everybody’s ears at camp last summer, and she’d always wanted to try an industrial, and-” She paused. “Why am I explaining myself to you? You’re ten.”

“Nine.”

“Close enough. Why are you here, anyway?”

Spencer shifted his weight. “I have to pee,” he said.

“All right, I’ll get out,” Emily said. “But not a word to Hotch, understand? Not a single word. He cannot know about this. You know how smug he gets when he right about something.”

“Is he right, though?” Spencer said. “Did you fuck up your ear?”

“Okay, no swearing either, Alex will murder me if you pick up on me swearing,” Emily said. She stepped out of the bathroom and gave Spencer a little push inside. “Seriously, though. Don’t tell Alex either. You know she’ll be pissed at me too. I’ll- I’ll buy you that Star Wars lego set you want as long as you keep your mouth shut.”

Spencer brightened. “The Millennium Falcon?” he said.

“Sure, sure, why not, just keep your mouth shut!”

She closed the bathroom door and went back down the hall to the common room. It was Derek’s week to pick for movie night; he was having a great time with whatever Will Ferrell comedy he’d chosen, but Hotch was focused on his homework and Alex was reading a book. Emily sat down in her usual spot, tucking her legs underneath her. Her ear was still burning, but she brushed her hair over it surreptitiously. She could keep it a secret, as long as Spencer did. It would be fine.

By Tuesday, she realized it was not fine.

Her ear continued to swell and throb, the skin red and stretched tight around the barbell in the cartilage. She’d had to actually style her hair every morning instead of throwing it up in a messy ponytail or bun, or asking JJ or Alex to braid it for her. It wouldn’t take long for Alex to catch if she kept this up- she was famous for rolling out of bed at the last minute, getting up early to do her hair was drastically out of character. But she wasn’t sure who to be more afraid of catching her, Hotch or Alex.

She sat down at their usual table in the dining hall and pulled her hair back behind her ear, hissing when her nails brushed the irritated skin. “Oh, fuck,” she mumbled under her breath. It wasn’t good. It really wasn’t good. 

Spencer climbed up on the chair beside her. “Are you doing okay?” he asked. 

She sighed heavily. “How bad does it look?” she asked. 

Spencer knelt on the chair so he could lean his elbows on the table. “Pretty bad,” he said. “Ew, is it oozing? I think it’s oozing.” He wrinkled his nose. “You should tell somebody.”

“Like hell I will,” she said, pulling her hair back into place. “This is a hill I will die on.” She paused. “This...this won’t kill me, will it? I won’t actually die on this hill?”

“Probably not, but infection was one of the leading causes of death during the Civil War,” he shrugged. “Try rinsing with saltwater, that might help.”

“Really?”

“Couldn’t hurt. I mean, in a manner of speaking. It’ll probably hurt a lot.”

Emily blinked. “That wasn’t reassuring, babe,” she said.

Hotch walked over to them and set his tray down. “What are you two talking about?” he asked as he sat down and cracked the top of his yellow Red Bull.

“Nothing,” Emily said quickly, dropping her fork in an effort to pick it up fast.

Alex set a glass of milk down on Spencer’s tray. “Sit on your butt or you’re going to fall on the floor again,” she said. 

Spencer tilted his head back to look up at her. “I wanted chocolate milk,” he objected. 

“Plain first, darling,” she said, bending to kiss his forehead. “Now sit down before you fall out of your chair.” Spencer obeyed, sliding down from his knees to sit down. 

Emily poked her fork around in her scrambled eggs. They were way too yellow and a little watery around the edges, and her stomach turned. “Emily, are you okay?” Hotch asked. 

“Yeah, fine, why do you ask?”

He gestured towards her tray with his Red Bull can. “I don’t think I’ve seen you eat anything since you came back from the party on Friday night,” he said. “Are you still sulking because I told you not to pierce your ear?”

“I don’t sulk,” Emily scoffed.

“Yes, you do,” Hotch said. “You’re pissed because you know I’m right, and it would be a terrible idea to get an industrial. Especially since you don’t have a guardian over eighteen to sign off on it, so it’d be illegal.”

Emily stabbed her fork into the eggs. “I’m fine and I’m not sulking,” she said. “But you’re wrong. I’ll be fine if I get my ear pierced.”

She met Spencer’s gaze. His hazel eyes were wide, glancing over first at Hotch and then at Alex, but he kept his mouth shut. Her ear throbbed, but she wasn’t going to give anyone the satisfaction of knowing they were right. 

By Friday, she knew they were right, and she hated it, but damn, her ear hurt. 

She huddled in the corner of the library sofa, her history textbook open on her lap but long forgotten. Her ear was an ever-present pain now, too sensitive to touch, and oozing something disgusting. 

The library was quiet and peaceful, rain tapping steadily on the window. James was sorting through his anatomy flashcards while Dave pretended to write a paper while he was really working on the novel he claimed he wasn’t writing. Spencer was lying on his tummy on the floor, absorbed in a book far above his grade level. The rest of the kids were at clubs or practices, and Alex passed by in her own paths as she shelved books and answered questions.

She glanced up to see Spencer watching her poke at her ear; she dropped her hand and glared at him. “Don’t say anything,” she said to him sharply in Russian. “Remember the Millennium Falcon.”

He sighed heavily. “Your ear looks really bad,” he said. His Russian wasn’t as strong as his Italian, and his accent was terrible, but at least James and Dave wouldn’t understand them.

“Not a word!” she said.

Alex plunked down on the opposite side of the couch, jostling Emily and making her scowl. “I’m taking a break,” she sighed. “The sophomores are working on their poetry projects and I don’t want to discuss Ezra Pound anymore.”

Spencer pushed himself up from the floor. “Alex?” he said. “Can I ask you something?”

“Of course, dearest,” she said, taking his hands in hers. “What’s up?”

“If I told you I wanted to do something and you said no, and I did it anyway, would you be mad at me?” he asked.

Emily shot him a dirty look, but he ignored her. “Well, I might be a bit disappointed, but I don’t think I’d be mad,” Alex said, squeezing his hands. 

“If I did the thing anyway, and I ended up getting hurt, would you be mad at me?” he asked. 

“No, I wouldn’t,” Alex said, drawing him onto her lap.

“And you wouldn’t tell me you told me so? And you’d help me?” he continued. 

She frowned, clearly concerned over this line of conversation, and hugged him. “Of course I’d help you, baby,” she said. She stroked his hair away from his forehead. “What’s wrong? Did something happen?”

Spencer leaned around Alex’s shoulder to make direct eye contact with Emily. She sighed heavily. “So...you know how I wanted to get an industrial piercing, and you and Hotch said it would be a bad idea?” she said hesitantly.

Alex’s eyes narrowed. “Yes,” she said. “Why?” Emily tucked her hair slowly behind her ear. “Emily, holy shit!”

“It’s pretty bad, huh?” Emily said glumly.

Alex moved Spencer hastily off her lap and leaned over Emily to take a better look at her ear. “Oh my god,” she said. “James, can you come take a look at this?”

James pulled his headphones off. “Hm?” he said. “Oh shit! Emily, what did you do?”

She submitted reluctantly to his poking and prodding. “So a girl at the party last week offered to pierce my ear,” she said. “And it...kind of went wrong.”

“That looks like it hurts,” Alex said, smoothing her hair. “It looks super infected.”

“Yeah, that’s the medical term for it,” James said. “Holy shit, Prentiss, I can’t believe you pulled a Parent Trap.”

“A Parent Trap?”

“Yeah, when Hallie pierces Annie’s ear with a sewing needle, an apple, and...you know what, never mind.”

Emily winced as the earring shifted. “Can you just...make Hotch promise that he won’t say I told you so?” she said. 

“I think he’ll agree that you’ve suffered enough,” Alex reassured her. 

Spencer hovered at her elbow. “I would have said something sooner, but Emily said she’d buy me the Millennium Falcon set,” he said.

“Please don’t scold me for bribing the baby, either,” Emily said. 

“Okay, I might scold you about that one.”

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The list of things I need to see in Alex Rider Season 3 are incidentally the same as the things I loved THIS season, including but not limited to:

Alex and Tom’s excellent friendship

Jack, Tom and Alex acting like a family.

Alex receiving hugs. He actually needs to receive more hugs.

Mrs. Jones standing the hell up to Alan Blunt

PRACTICAL FIGHT SCENES

No forced romance but GREAT development of all non-romantic relationships

Casually showing that Alex is technically a normal kid but like… slightly to the left. Normal kids probably don’t know how to do whatever Alex just did. The lil bit of parkour and taking out a flying drone with some yeeted plumbing are prime examples

Regular Alex is sweet. Undercover Alex is snarky as hell. I can’t believe no one has shot him yet

Alex in therapy

KYRA. ANYTHING TO DO WITH KYRA.

Jack being the protective mama bear that she is

Smithers. Need I say more.

Fear on Alan Blunts face. I think there should be more.

Feel free to add on

[writer-of-various]

If you have time could you please write Frank pining over Alex and thinking he doesn’t reciprocate but he does?🥰

I love the way you write Alex’s struggle with the numbers and panic attacks also!

Aw thanks luv! And of course, let's buckle up and drive to fluff town folks! Also, if anyone needs relationship advice...don't go to Bell. 😅🤗

Frank Woods/Alex Mason [Fluff]

"Goddammit Frank, it's only 800 hours and you're already daydreaming." Said man was broken from his trance, realizing he had been staring at an oblivious Mason. He looked away, scowling when he saw Hudson's rolled up newspaper and knew that's what cut his thoughts off; and he hated that he was thankful for the distraction.

His eyes were a beautiful hue of earthly shades of green and brown and hints of grey. They were expressive, and Woods hated how often they darkened with sadness. Alex Mason was a broken angel, an angel deemed unlovable but Woods believed otherwise. He promised himself and Mason long ago that he will protect the younger man with his whole being, because there is no way Alex goddman Mason was going to end life without living every single minute. Love, a word Woods would always scoff at, hurt like a bitch.

"Boys, we're outta food!" Bell calls out from the kitchen, getting a loud groan of complaint from Sims. Woods smirked, hopping out of his seat and walking over to a clearly tired Mason, wrapping an arm around the shorter man's shoulders and pulling him close to his chest.

"Why don't we head down to Burger Town? I'm pretty sure they serve breakfast!" Mason chuckled, shaking his head and leaning closer to Woods, who held himself back from pressing a kiss on top of soft, messy brown hair. His nagging thoughts caused him to frown and pull away from Mason, immediately craving the warmth the other gave off in that goddamn caring and calm aura and-

"No, no. We are going to gain a hundred pounds if we continue eating off of greasy foods." Hudson speaks up, his glare pointed at Woods for his comment. Said man stuck his tongue out at him, then grabbed Bell once the youngest agent walked in.

"Haven't you gave Bell a good look over lately, old man? She's so small! Heck, maybe a few burgers would give her a few more inches to grow! Ain't that right, shrimp- ow!" Woods hopped on one foot as Bell had stomped on the other one, her usual friendly smile replaced with a scowl.

"I'm not that short, you bastard! But you're lucky I am craving a hamburger. Mason, convince Hudson!" Her orders were smug and sharp, getting Mason to put on a sad face and stare at Hudson. He tried looking away but couldn't, and sighed, waving off the others as they cheered. Woods managed to fight off a blush, but he felt lightheaded at how adorable Mason looked with those goddman puppy eyes of his. He ruffled the already messy bed hair, chuckling as Mason complained.

"Alright then, get ready, we'll leave in 20." Adler announces, walking off with Bell in tow. Mason sighs as he watched them, his eyes narrowed at Adler's retreating figure. Woods noticed and rolled his eyes, sitting on the table next to Mason and patting his shoulder.

"She's fine, man. You act like a mama polar bear." Woods laughed at his own "joke", getting a small laugh from Mason as well.

"I know...I just don't trust Adler. It bothers me, but if she's happy, then that's all that matters. Come on, Hudson is gonna get pissed if we're still.sitting out here when times up." Mason stands, stretching a bit before leading the way to their shared room. Woods dreams of them sharing a room, with one bed, with them sleeping together and him holding Mason tightly yet gently.

"Dreams aren't real, man." Is what the little nagging voice says, and it's what makes him deflate as he follows Mason.

The drive to Burger Town was full of chatter, with Bell and Sims getting into a mock argument to Hudson and Adler fighting on whether they'll be eating inside, outside, or in the car. Mason and Bell had begged to go to the nearest park with the pond and ducks, but Hudson was quick to shut down that suggestion. Mason had huffed, before turning to Woods and talking about some new educational thing he had read on some newspaper or magazine. Woods didn't pay attention to the words being said to him, no, he paid attention to how happy and content his best friend looked. When they did get to Burger Town, they decided to eat inside and Hudson immediately regretted the decision when Sims and Woods began acting up.

"Here my good sir, have my apple bits!" Sims says in a English accent. Woods shakes his head, holding up a apple slice and putting it in his shirt.

"No thank you, my good sir, for I have apple nipples!" Woods proceeded to push out his chest, where you can see the apple outline. Bell and Adler let out loud laughs and Mason choked on his shake. Sims ran up and out to the restroom, tears trailing down his face as he wheezed. Hudson was thankful it was still early in the morning and not many people were dining in, but the looks from the employees made him hide his face behind his newspaper.

"Fucking kids-" he grumbled under his breath. Mason patted Woods on the arm, still giggling as a small piece of strawberry slid down his chin.

"Frank, I spilled my drink on me, scoot over" Woods laughed at his friend, happy to know he got a good old laugh out of the usually quiet man. That's when he got an idea, and acted out on it when he heard Sims returning.

"Oh my damsel in distress! Do not worry, for I will rescue you!" Wrapping his strong arms around Mason's waist, he lifted up the somewhat lighter man and stood, smirking at the noise of surprise that left Mason. Woods walked over to the restrooms, stopping in front of the door and putting Mason down. The younger man hid his blush, a small smile tracing his lips as he awkwardly patted Woods bicep.

"Thank you, my dear prince." He plays along, his hand straying on Woods', his blush darkening and Woods felt proud to be the one to put such a pretty color on Mason's face. He leaned down instinctively, but Mason pulled away and rushed into the restroom, leaving Woods alone with his nagging thoughts once more.

"Stupid. Fucking stupid. There is no way in hell Mason likes you like that. Just good friends. Just. Friends."

Woods retreated back to the booth, forcing a smile at Bell. She tilted her head to the side, so identical like Mason's cute little head tilt, and if this was a whole other scenario where Woods didn't know Bell, he would've thought she was Mason's daughter.

"What the hell are you doing, Frank Woods." She says so casually but there was a deeper meaning in her soft voice. Woods shivered, wondering where the others were but saw them back in line, presumably to buy more food.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Emilia Emilsdóttir." He sings out her name, getting a small smirk from her. Bell leaned forward, her curly blonde hair framing her youthful face but her bright blue eyes were frighteningly dark.

"I know you'll treat Alex right, but if you make him frown even the slightest, you are dead. I worked with Perseus, remember? They won't know what happened to you if you hurt him." Adler walked over and Bell put on a friendly smile, scooting over for her fiancé. "So about that game, Woods."

Woods had paled definitely, but he knew the young woman meant good. It also gave him the boost he needed. He had to tell Mason, he had too. He couldn't stand being in this miserable loop of one sided affection. It might damage their friendship, and whatever dimmer of trust Mason has, but he always promised to tell the younger man the truth. He was done with lying.

Mason glared at his reflection, but he felt self conscious as he stared at himself. There is no way Frank Woods has any romantic feelings for him. He was just playing around, like what he always does. And sure it hurts, because Woods would never love him and he hates how Woods gives him that look, as if he was something so perfect and worthy.

"Damn it." He mumbled tiredly, averting his eyes elsewhere and ignoring the urge to look back at the taunting mirror. Someone could be there, and he was having a good time and didn't want his fucked up mind to ruin it. He walked out of the restrooms, smiling softly as he neared the table. Woods noticed him and stood, a charming smile tracing his lips as he bowed his head playfully.

"M'lady" he teases, and Mason bites his bottom lip in a weak attempt to stop his lips from tugging up in a big smile.

"Thank you, good sir" he says, sliding into his seat. Woods sat next to him, his arm hitting Mason's, and the warmth that radiated off the former Marine made Mason shiver. He looked at the addition of food and chose to distract himself from his wondering thoughts. "Did you order more food?" Sims points at Bell, who points at Adler, who then points at Hudson, only to drop his hand when the older man glared at him.

"Hey, we're growing boys!" Sims says, getting a innocent nod from Bell. Mason chuckled, about to grab one of his fries when a hand darted out and grabbed the one he was reaching for. Mason looked over at Woods, who snickered and chewed the fry he stole loudly.

"Frank Woods, you stole my french fry!" Mason says incredulously, "You gotta buy me more!" Woods turned to look at him, a grin on his lips and everyone immediately began to chant "no". The chewed up fry in Woods' mouth seeped out and Mason hit his arm, scolding him and trying to console Bell, who was encouraging Woods' behavior. Hudson groaned when he spotted an employee walk over and stood, getting everyone's attention.

"Let's go, I'm sure we're banned."

"Can we take the food?"

...

"Hurry up."

The drive back to their temporary home was also full of laughter and yells, and when they were all getting out, Bell dropped one of her many drinks. She gave one look to Adler, who nodded and they walked inside, and Woods made a joke about the two having silent conversations with their eyes. Sims laughed, but Hudson simply rolled his eyes and smirked.

"Reminds me of two good people I know." He remarks before dragging Sims inside, leaving Woods and Mason alone. Mason blushes, and he hopes he can blame it on the chilly weather as he walks over to stand next to Woods. Woods worried on his bottom lip before looking at Mason, smiling at how close the other was to him. And because of that cute little blush on his face.

"Hey Al," said man looked at him, eyes bright and that adoring look made his knees weak. "Listen, I gotta tell you something, and I want you to know that I am fine with whatever you have to say."

Mason tilted his head, "I won't judge you, Frank. You can tell me anything."

Swallowing the lump in his throat, Woods got on one knee and held Mason's left hand. "Alex Mason, since the first day I lay my eyes on you, I have loved you. You filled my empty heart, you made me believe that the world can be a better place. Your smile, it's always the highlight of my day, and I know, it's all cheesy or whatever kids say these days, but I love you. I have always loved you, and I understand if you don't feel the same, especially with everything that has happened these past years." Taking out a circle shaped object out of his pocket, Woods held it up with a dorky smile. Mason's eyes filled with tears he refused to shed, but they fell anyways. He inspected the object closer and let out a soft laugh, shaking his head.

"Frank Woods, is that a onion ring?" Woods shrugged, giving him a goofy look.

"Maybe, maybe not. But Al, would you take this ring and make me the happiest man on this crappy planet, and go out with me?" Silence settled over them, and Woods felt stupid for a second before he was tackled to the ground. Mason's arms wrapped around his neck and he embraced his newfound lover, his body shaking as he let out a small sob.

"I love you so much, Frank." He whispers, pulling away and smiling at the older man. Woods grinned, holding the piece of food still.

"So..." Mason laughed, gently hitting Woods on the chest and grabbing the onion ring, putting it on his ring finger. Woods leaned forward and captured those soft lips, his heart thrumming against his chest as Mason lightly deepened the kiss. It was slow paced but quick, full of love and passion. They pulled away, but their hands remained interwine with one another.

"I love you, Frank Woods."

"I love you more, Alex Mason."

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Samantha Wilson

First Name: Samantha

Last Name: Wilson

Name Analysis

Samantha - listens well

Wilson - Son of will or Desire

Date of Birth: March 16

Age: 25

Nickname:

Sammy

Sam

Dearie

Darling

Mortal

Gender: Female

Siblings: none

Sexuality: Bisexual

Species: Human

Phobias:

Acrophobia- fear of heights

Trypanophobia- fear of needles

Astraphobia- fear of storms

Claustrophobia: fear of enclosed spaces

Hair Color: dirty blonde almost brown

Eye Color: Green

Origins: Earth

Current Location: Pocket dimension in limbo

Appearance:

Portrayed By: Jenifer Hale

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Status: Unknown?

Affiliation:

Bierce

Physical Health: Amazing

Mental Health: Good

Likes:

Baking

Cooking

painting

Drawing

videogames

reading

Writing

Acting

singing

Training her magic with her mother

Studying more about her magic

Dislikes:

Smoking

Not being taken seriously

Liars

sexism

Bigots

Speed

9 / 10

Agility

7 / 10

Intelligence

10 / 10

Strength

7 / 10

Stamina

9 / 10

Stealth

10 / 10

Cooperation

7 / 10

Durability

7 / 10

Mentor

Silvia Wilson

Mary Knight

Fighting Skills

8 / 10

Flexibility

10 / 10

Reflexes

8 / 10

Instincts

9 / 10

Family

Silvia Wilson- Mother- alive

Mark Wilson- Father- unknown

Jasper- familiar- alive

Mary knight- grandmother- alive

Alex knight- grandfather- dead

Friends / Allies

Bierce - ally?

Doug - ally?

E. - ally

Amanda- friend

Ted- friend

Tammy- ally

Agatha??- unknown

Dread Ducky??- unknown

Trigger Teddies??- unknown

Enemies

Malak

murder monkeys

Agatha

Gold watchers

Dread Duckies

Doom ducky

Gremlin clowns

Goliath clowns

Reaper nurses

Matron

Lucky

Hangry

Penny

Mama bear

trigger teddies

Love Interest

Malak

Love Status

Single

Weapons ☠ Accessories

Black graphic t shirt

Blue jeans

Orange cardigan sweater

Black slip on vans

Worn out messenger bag

tablet given to her by Bierce

Powers

Spell casting

Can summon her familiar, jasper

Elemental manipulation

Teleportation

Telekinesis

Telepathy

Invisibility

Mediumship- the ability to see and speak to spirits or souls.

Personality

she is kind, brave, creative, Clever, intelligent, Witty, sassy, blunt. She will do everything in her power to protect her loved ones or those that are close to her.

History

She was born to Silvia and Mark Wilson on March 16th, 1997.

she is they're only child.

Her father was head of a big pharmaceutical company and her mother is a really famous author.

Shortly after her birth, Her father left her mother.

She had a pretty normal childhood, growing up on her families farm with her mom, grandmother, and grandfather.

Her grandparents absolutely adored her and helped support her and raise her wherever they could.

She, her grandmother, and mom all moved to new York when she was 12. They moved there after her Grandfather passed away and they had to sell the farm.

Her familiar is a orange Persian cat named jasper

Her magic didn't manifest it self until she was six,

although not all of her powers showed until she was much older.

it started when she was forming little golden orbs and sparks in her hands.

Her mother, as well as her grandmother, have magic as well.

Her mother has control over fire,

her grandmother over ice.

She was taught to control and use her powers by her grandmother and her mother. She fully masters her powers by the time she turns 18.

In high school she became fascinated with the mind and how it worked.

When she went to college, she majored in psychology and business

Before the events of dark deception, she was involved in a car accident that left her in a medically induced coma.

While in the coma, her mother placed a magical seal on her to help her healing process, but she accidentally used the wrong seal.

This seal caused Sam’s soul to leave her body and enter limbo, but also kept her body functional in the real world