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Celebrate Milestones with Personalised Engraved Baby Bracelets — A Timeless Keepsake

Welcome to the world of timeless treasures for your little ones! Personalised baby jewellery, particularly engraved baby bracelets, offers a unique and heartfelt way to celebrate the precious moments of your baby’s early years. In this article, we’ll delve into the charm of personalised baby jewellery and explore why engraved baby bracelets make for a perfect keepsake.

The Significance of Personalised Baby Jewellery:

In the delightful journey of parenthood, finding meaningful ways to celebrate each milestone becomes essential. Personalised baby jewellery goes beyond being just adornments; they are expressions of love and individuality. From birthstone pendants to customised name bracelets, these pieces carry sentimental value that lasts a lifetime.

Capturing Memories with Engraved Baby Bracelets:

Engraved baby bracelets elevate personalisation to a new level, creating a lasting memory in a tangible form. Whether it’s your baby’s name, birthdate, or a special message, the fine art of engraving transforms a simple bracelet into a cherished memento. These delicate pieces not only adorn your baby but also encapsulate the uniqueness of their early years.

Quality Craftsmanship and Materials Matter:

When it comes to personalised baby jewellery, quality craftsmanship and materials are paramount. Opt for bracelets crafted from durable materials like sterling silver or gold for longevity and safety. The meticulous attention to detail in the engraving process ensures a clear and enduring impression, making the jewellery both beautiful and safe for your little one.

Conclusion:

As you explore the world of personalised baby jewellery, consider the enduring charm of engraved baby bracelets. These timeless keepsakes not only adorn your baby with elegance but also capture the essence of their earliest moments.

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OKAY BUT how about matching jewellery with Wriothesley?? You could both wear a necklace or a choker to match his vibe or maybe earrings? (The fact he's wearing some is sending me 😩 His style is really good tbh, def would let him choose my clothes) And if they're embedded with each other's initials? Even better, let the world know you belong to him, the same way he belongs to you (was inspired by your other collar drabble don't mind me 🥺👌)

AAAAA that is SO cute wtf ?!?! And so true, his style is honestly immaculate !! I got inspiredddd and wrote this (even tho it's a little more 'secret relationship for now, but wearing little tokens of each other until we make it public' kind of thing tee hee)

warning for vv slight leaks (Wriothesley's birthdate) and a slightly ooc Wrio !!

Reblogs are greatly appreciated !!

"Your grace?"

"Yes, Sigewinne?" Wriothesley hums, not looking up from his morning paper. He holds a teacup in his other hand, the scent of freshly brewed English Breakfast filling the room.

Sigewinne is staring hard at him, head tilted as she examines the change in the Duke's wardrobe. "I can't seem to place my finger on it but your new necklace looks rather—"

Wriothesley promptly chokes on his drink, loud coughing breaking the quiet of his office as he thumps his chest, sputtering and frantically moving his paper out of the range of fire of his choking.

"—familiar."

Sigewinne hands him a handkerchief, which he takes with a wheezed word of thanks. She's squinting at him in suspicion, antennae twitching as she watches the duke squirm.

"I'm afraid I don't follow," Wriothesley coughs one last time into the handkerchief, clearing his throat in an attempt to get rid of the roughness in his voice. It doesn't work. "Perhaps you're mistaken, Sigewinne. Are you certain that you haven't just seen someone around the fortress using something similar? Or maybe you saw it in fashion on the surface."

Sigewinne is sure she hasn't. She just hums in thought, placing her hands on her hips as she continues to evaluate the necklace, while Wriothesley pointedly does not meet her gaze.

It's a simple thing, really. A silver circle on a thin silver chain, and from this distance Sigewinne can barely make out what looks like two letters and a date carved on it. It's this simplicity, actually, that makes it stand out amidst the Duke's otherwise chunky and bold accessories.

Sigewinne keeps staring, trying to remember just where oh where had she seen something like that before, and why does it nag her so much that she can't recall. Wriothesley doesn't offer up any information, however, having chosen to pour himself another cup of tea and resuming reading his paper.

Eventually, the nurse relents and turns to head down the staircase to leave his office with a word of farewell thrown over her shoulder, still bothered by the mystery that she just can't solve, but knowing what the Duke is like when he clams up.

"Oh! Hi, Sigewinne!" You greet, almost running into her as she descends, while you yourself are on your way up. You reach out a hand to steady her lest she roll down the rest of the way. "Leaving already? Everything alright?"

"Everything is fine," she says kindly, patting your arm in thanks as she looks up to your face. "Some patients to check on, but otherwise nothing particularly noteworthy. His Grace just refuses to answer any of my questions, however..."

But then her eyes catch on something shiny on your neck. Something shiny, and looking awfully like the object of her interest just a few short minutes ago. She glances at it, and as close as she is, she can make out what is carved on the pendant around your neck: A simple W and the date November 23 written underneath it.

She pauses mid-sentence, turning to glance over her shoulder.

Wriothesley is still reading his paper, but from here even she can see how he's trying to subtly glance over it in your direction. His fingers clench the sheets in anticipation and how his boot has started to tap on the floor despite his show of nonchalance. She looks at the pot of tea he had put out earlier, notices just how much tea there still seems to be in it, and the extra teacup that she had asked about earlier when she had first come in.

Just in case a guest stops by, he had told her, and nothing after that. Suddenly, she has a pretty good guess of what is written on his grace's necklace.

"Nevermind," she corrects, trying not to smile too widely. "But I certainly have to be going. Enjoy your... meeting with his grace. I'll see you later!"

You blink at her abrupt departure. "Oh? Okay. Uh... Bye, Sigewinne. See you soon!"

She nods, hurriedly excusing herself in an attempt to give you two some privacy, finally letting her happy little grin show once she was no longer in sight. She shuts the doors behind her and takes a moment, then practically skips her way back to the infirmary, her steps light and joyful.

I'm glad. They deserve to be happy together.

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DAMNN!!!! It makes me sad how Yves probably doesn’t celebrate his birthday because it probably reminds him of how old he has become 😭 But after rereading the birthday ask, I wanna do something for his birthday, like I’d honestly try to throw a little something for him, even if it’s just the two of us. How would he react to that? But then again I doubt he would tell us his birth date and would NEVER tell us the year so celebrating his birthday would probably be next to impossible. But dang I’d feel bad like being with this man a whole year and realizing like Omg I never got Yves anything for his birthday ☹️

Yves may not like to be reminded of his age, but he does love spending time with you. He knew that you would want to do something nice for him on his birthday. In that case, he would drop hints about his very special day.

Valentines Day; would be the day he chose to represent the day he was born. You would perhaps accidentally take a peep at his passport, Identity card or any seemingly valid documents that contained his alleged birthdate.

14th February, and he will be 34 this year.

He loves roses, jewellery, makeup, handbags, heels, heart-shaped novelty gifts and all things romantic. Yves is sure you would find an easier time to obtain them during heartbreak season.

You might be insecure because everything that's at least touching his standards is out of your budget. So you have to rely on creativity.

Of course, nothing is a surprise for Yves. He knows your works in progress, the trips to the photo printing store, the paper basket filled with rejected, crumpled love poem drafts, hours upon hours of perusing through the internet for cute birthday date ideas... your effort in preparing for it was already more than enough to please him.

Yves definitely loves seeing you try for him. To push past your worries and do it anyway, even if you are shaking out of fear from the thought of him being disappointed.

He would subliminally send you a message that it's not material items Yves is after; it's your company. Gifts and romantic gestures are nice bonuses, but not necessary.

But you're so adamant about doing something nice for his special day, and that warms his heart. So he lets you have your fun and healthy stresses on organizing a nice little dinner for him. Although, he will step in if you're pressuring yourself to the point of deterioration.

Comes the day of 'his' birthday, it's 12 in the morning. He's still awake in his office, typing away at his computer. Yves would appreciate it very much if you greeted him with a hug and a kiss, lightly scolding you for staying up so late but thanking you for your attentiveness nonetheless. If you live separately, you can give him a call or a text wishing him a happy birthday, and he will answer or reply immediately without fail. With some nagging that you should have adequate sleep at night. He doesn't hide the delight in his voice or face, though.

If you've been paying attention, the ideal birthday present for him is... you. Yves would very much rather pamper you instead as if it's celebrating yours, cooking up all your favorite meals, bringing you to your favorite places... but alas, it is your turn to spoil him with whatever you have in store.

You spent the last few days practicing how to cook something that you think is 'fancy' and 'expensive'. You emptied your pockets for that week but it was all worth it, you mastered making a dish that you thought Yves would like, you think. A cake you attempted to make from scratch, is obviously not made by a professional, but the love and care are evident.

Assuming you live with him, a perfect window of opportunity presents itself when Yves is suddenly extremely busy with work, so he has to hide himself in the office. You hurried to set up everything, the presents, the dining table, the candles, the food, and the plates. It was such a coincidence, that he's done as soon as you put your final touches on your dishes.

He would appear pleasantly surprised, tilting his head to the side and gracefully concealing the widest smile on his face with his manicured fingers. You can see his eyes glimmering out of joy, which in turn makes you feel proud and giddy as well. For the presentation alone, Yves is already sure to reward you handsomely.

You pulled the chair out for him, and he thanked you as Yves elegantly took a seat.

You sat down opposite of him, face and neck already covered in lipstick prints before even picking up the sleek champagne bottle. He found it adorable, you can barely afford the lower-end ones, yet you still try. He was monitoring your spending behavior and noticed that you're saving excessively for something, he is happy to know that you used it to get something luxurious for him.

His gaze never left yours as he clinked glasses with you.

Yves made sure to praise you for all your hard work, and he is exceptionally giggly today. Not because he thinks your efforts are funny, but because it's quite difficult to contain his admiration and fondness for you. And it is also because of the sight of you being decorated in his lipstick. He genuinely thinks your cooking is delicious, perhaps a tad bit too oily, salty, sweet, or burnt for his taste, or he simply didn't like that particular food. You wouldn't know, because it seems like Yves ate something that was meant for the gods. It was exquisite because it was made by you with loving intent.

Perhaps you're shy, a bit skittish, and blushing. You somehow thought writing romantic poems and reading them out loud for him to hear would be something he would be keen on. And you were absolutely correct. You could cringe at your own voice and work as much as you want, but Yves is cherishing it deeply.

He knows you would stutter when he sensually caressed you on your thigh, he did it anyway to see such a cute reaction from you. Yves would hold onto every word, listening intently and staring at you with such devotion.

Please don't take his peals of laughter at the end as mockery, it was purely out of glee and love for you, the ticklish feeling in his chest needed to escape somehow. Yves would pull you in a tight, but comforting hug, showering you with so much praise and affection, that you would think you're the world's greatest poet.

He would sit on his chair, crossing his legs, and adoringly watched you scramble to show him all your gifts. Predictably, they're all Valentine's Day-themed, rouge and hearts all around, his favorite.

You truly knew how to make him feel like a queen. Bouquets of fragrant roses, chocolates, even handmade crafts that you slaved over for him... they're all priceless and worth much more than anything in the world. He was slow and careful in unwrapping them, Yves everything, down to the strip of tape you used to keep the wrapping paper together, as intact as possible as they're going to be preserved in his compendium.

You gifted him an expensive lipstick in a shade that he would like. Such a wonderfully attentive partner you are, how could you have possibly known that he loves all things lip pigments? He must simply try it, so he did on the spot, using you as his little canvas.

Oh, he loves that hue on you. Yves made sure to test it out a couple more times, on your forehead, cheek, and lips. Yves would twist it back into its container, cap it, and keep it away before finally permitting you to leave his lap.

There's more, you scampered off into the kitchen. Leaving him alone to deal with his high for a while.

You emerged again with a crooked cake. The piping is uneven, it says "Hapy BDay Yves!!!" in crude frosting- you didn't think the spacing through, and hence it was horribly off-centered, and a singular, lit candle is stuck in the eye of the cake. It was perfection.

You watched him quizzingly as his emerald eyes began tearing up, droplets rolling down his cheek as he smiled wide. He daintily patted the tears away with his trembling fingertips, Yves was speechless and incapacitated by his extreme urge to squeeze you, his cuteness and aggression reaching debilitating levels.

He had to expel all that extra energy somehow, so he resorted to crying out of joy. Yves knew what you were about to do, he knew all that was going to happen, but he could never account for the overwhelm he would feel when you do something special like this. It's embarrassing to Yves, but he pushed that feeling aside and thought about how grateful he is to have you instead.

It would take him a couple minutes to compose himself, a handful of deep breaths before he is confident that he wouldn't bite you like a rabid dog.

You invited him to make a wish, and he did so silently, clasping his hands together and closing his eyes. Yves was so earnest and fervent that you would think he was saying a sincere prayer. Whatever he wished for, you notice there is that desperation in him for it to come true.

He cuts it with you, your back pressing against his front as he holds both your hands in his. Guiding the blade through the baked goods.

He asked if you and he could share a slice, and Yves would spoon-feed you and himself using the same utensils. It's much more intimate and romantic that way. And, maybe it would invoke some nostalgia too.

Yves is saving the best parts for you, be it the cherries, chocolate barks, sprinkles, strawberries... it's yours.

You wonder if he is having a fever because the hand that is holding your chin is unusually warm and his face is pink. He watched you with half-lidded eyes which you mistook as sleepiness and not lovesickness.

You beguiled him enough to earn yourself a night of heavenly sex. It's definitely not your first time, so you knew how fucking difficult it is to convince Yves to do that with you. And you knew how damn good he is in the bedroom.

Naturally, you're shaking in excitement as Yves gives you a nod as he sensually caresses you under your chin. Opportunities like this are rare, of course, you're frothing at the mouth thinking about what awaits you later.

He told you to unwind in the bedroom first while he cleans up. Yves didn't have to say a word more before you took off running.

Yves laughed to himself as he gathered the empty dishes, thinking about the vase he would be putting the fresh roses in.

This may not be everyone's ideal way of spending their birthday; ending the day by doing chores. But that's the way Yves likes it and he wouldn't change his mind for the world, he's stubborn in his ways and loves predictability. Taking care of you is his greatest joy in life. Which isn't all that surprising, Yves is a Taurus, after all.

[lookalikeds]

      estrella   soto   is   a   twenty   five  year-old   figure   skater   in   new   york,   u.s.a.   they   were   brought   under   richard’s   care   when   they   were   only   five   years   old.   they   are   known   as   the   lookalike   because   they   are   lithesome   but   also   disillusioned.

𓂅 *  ⋆  BASICS   .

FULL   NAME.     estrella   luciana   soto. MEANING.     spanish  ,   “  star.  ” NICKNAMES.     ella  ,   ellie  ,   este  ,   ells  ,   she   accepts   any   and   all   variations. AGE.     twenty   five. BIRTHDATE.     seventh   of   march   in   the   year   nineteen   eighty. PLACE   OF   BIRTH.     tuscon  ,   arizona.  WESTERN   ZODIAC.     pisces. GENDER   IDENTITY.     cis   woman  ,   she   &   her. ORIENTATION.     demisexual   ,   biromantic. NATIONALITY.     american. SPOKEN   LANGUAGES.     english   and   spanish. OCCUPATION.     professional   figure   skater. CURRENT   RESIDENCE.     an   apartment   in   greenwich   village  ,   nyc   that   she   shares   with   her   occasional   skate   partner   turned   roommate   turned   situationship  ,   brando(n).

𓂅 *  ⋆  PHYSICAL   .

HEIGHT.     five   foot  ,   one   inch. BUILD.     petite  ,   fit  ,   lithe   -   particularly   on   an   ice   rink. FACE   CLAIM.     jenna   ortega. HAIR.     dark   brown  ,    an   almost   black   that   reaches   below   her   shoulders   with   curtain   bangs   to   frame   her   face.   generally   worn   in   loose   curls  and   half   up  ,   half   down   styles   that   can   be   easily   pinned   up   for   skating. EYES.     big  ,   round   and   warm   brown…   in   a   word  ,   doe-like. NOTABLE   FEATURES.     aforementioned   doe-eyes  ,   various   scrapes   and   bruises   from   missteps   on   the   ice  ,   long   lashes   and   a   dark   scattering   of   freckles   across   her   nose   and   cheeks. SCENT.     wild   strawberry  ,   pink   jasmine  ,   patchouli   and   amber  ,   reminiscent   of   miss   dior   cherie. TATTOOS.     a   little   butterfly   on   her   left   shoulder   blade. PIERCINGS.     two   lobe   piercings   on   each   ear   in   addition   to   an   orbital   on   her   right. DOMINANT   HAND.     ambidextrous   but   favours   her   right.

𓂅 *  ⋆  PSYCHE   .

MYERS   -   BRIGGS.     enfj-t  ,   the   protagonist. MORAL   ALIGNMENT.     neutral   good. TRAITS.   balletic  ,   disillusioned  ,   driven  ,   guarded  ,   haunted  ,   independent  ,   keen  ,   resilient  ,   rueful  ,   tender. QUIRKS.     remarkably   flexible  ,   she   bites   her   lip   in   thought  ,   toys   with   jewellery   when   uncomfortable  ,   never   fails   to   keep   a   neat   manicure   and   rests   in   stances   one   might   recognise   to   be   ballet   positions. VICES.     a   true   workaholic  ,   she   maintains   a   very   healthy   lifestyle   but   does   occasionally   drink   and   smoke   socially.

𓂅 *  ⋆  INTERESTS   &   HOBBIES   .

INTERESTS.     choreography   and   dance  ,   theatre   of   every   variety   -   lincoln   centre   is   a   favourite   of   hers   for   their   opera   &   ballet   seasons  ,   classical   music   and   most   recently  ,   the   cold   case   of   winifred   woodrow. HOBBIES.      fitness  ,   theatregoing  ,   cabaret   club   nights   and   uploading   free   dance   skating   routines   onto   (   a   newly   launched   )   youtube   -   brando   choreographs   and   then   they   perform   them together for funsies.  SPECIAL   SKILLS. an  accomplished   dancer   who   still   practises   ballet   to   this   day  ,   remarkably   high   endurance  and  muscle  memory  due   to   her   training   and   profession  ,   uncanny   ability   to   internalise   her   feelings.

𓂅 *  ⋆  BECOMING   A   WARD   .

tw   :   teenage  pregnancy,   child   abandonment   and   implied   endangerment.

it  became  a  regional  news  story.   statewide,   people  seemingly  fascinated  by  how  any  parent  could  dream  of  abandoning  their  child,   let  alone  in  such  a  callous  fashion. 

estrella  had  only  recently  turned  five  when  her  not-much-older-than-teenage  parents  dropped  her  off  at  kindergarten  one  morning  only  to  fail  in  picking  her  up  again  later  that  day.   try  as  teachers  and  later,   police  sergeants  might,   there  was  no  getting  ahold  of  them.   with  little  known  and  much  speculated,   many  would  soon  arrive  at  the  conclusion  that  the  young  couple  had  fled  the  country  to  start  anew,   leaving  behind  the  small  daughter  they’d  come to  look  upon  as  an  unwanted  burden.

one  such  person,   who  took  immense  pity  on  the  girl,   was  a  connection  richard  held  at  the  newly-launched  CNN.   an  attentive  news  reporter  by  the  name  of  julian  esparza  was  keenly  aware  of  the  philanthropist’s  efforts  to  offer  up  his  home  to  young  individuals  in  need  of  safety  and  stability  and  recommended  richard  meet  with  little  estrella  as  soon  as  he  could.   whatever  it  was  that  richard  saw  in  the  five  year  old  girl  that  day  (  likely  the  spirit  and  semblance  of  his  long  lost  daughter  )  caused  the  man’s  heart  to  bleed  and  within  a  week  the  paperwork  had  been  signed  and  estrella  was  on  the  way  to  her  new  home.

𓂅 *  ⋆  LIFE   AS   A   WARD   .

being  not  only  one  of  the  earliest  wards  to  arrive  but  also  the  very  youngest  of  them  all,   estrella’s  status  as  baby  sister  of  the  house  never  really  strayed  from  the  stereotypes.   spoiled  and  resilient,   she  was  a  paradox  amongst  the  wards  in  how  she  seemed  to  possess  the  least  agency  but  carry  the  highest  status.

it’s  a  unique  sense  of  imposter  syndrome,   she  summises   —   bearing  the  unfathomable  weight  of  another’s  lost  girlhood.   cursed  princess  with  her  whole  life  ahead  of  her,   she  was  a  little  girl  walking  so  unknowingly  into  the  tall  shadow  of  the  daughter  who’d  come  before.   from  the  very  beginning,   richard  had  never  been  particularly  shy  in  how  he  doted  on  young  estrella.   freely  showering  her  in  the  paternal  affection  the  past  had  robbed  them  both  of  and  to  a  little  girl  who’d  been  abandoned  by  her  own  parents,  being  made  to  feel  so  wanted  was  all  she  could  have  dreamt  of. he  was  her  father  in  all  but  name.

outwardly,   she  was  a precocious  and  spirited  young  girl,   all  pink  cheeks  and  toothy  grins,   perpetually  in  awe  of  those  she  shared  a  home  with,   their  varied  and  abundant  talents  drawing  her  wide-eyed  wonder.   until  she  took to  the  ice  for  the  first  time,   you’d   see  her  following  fellow  wards  around,   hoping  to  catch  a  glimpse  of  whatever  it  was  they  were  up  to  before  being  told  she  was  too  young  or  too  small  and  relegated  to  sitting  on  the  sidelines.   it  was  a  pattern  of  behaviour  that,   although  adapted,   would  follow  her  until  she  left  woodrow.

for  try  as  she  might,   amidst  the  attention  from  richard  she  so  enjoyed,   the  wards  did  not  warm  to  estrella  the  way  she�� hoped  they  would.   their  caretaker’s  favouritism  for  the  surrogate  daughter  he’d  found  in  estrella  had  planted  the  seed  of  resentment  and  in  turn,   stifled  and  isolated  her  entirely.   it  was  in  this  eventual  seclusion  that  she  learnt  the  value  of  independence  and  began  throwing  herself  into  skating  completely,   suddenly  glad  for  the  chance  to  thrive  all  on  her  own  the  way  she’d  watched  the  other  wards  do.

she  grew  reticent,   internalising  all  she  felt  for  the  sake  of  whatever  semblance  of  a  family  she  still  wanted  to  cling  to.   the  same  would  eventually  be  said  of  the  response  estrella  had  to  an  equally  crushing  realisation…   that  she’d  never  quite  compare  to  a  dead  girl.

the  rosy  retrospection  of  childhood  had  begun  to  fade.   estrella  can’t  ever  pinpoint  a  specific  moment  in  which  things  changed  for  them  but  gradually,   over  time,   when  she  would  come  to  meet  richard’s  eye…   her  heart  sank.  in  the  midst  of  reminiscing,   she  could  feel  he  wasn’t  looking  back  at  her  at  all  but  rather  at  winifred…   or  whatever  semblance  of  his  daughter  he’d  long  been  projecting  onto  estrella.   it  was  an  all  too  painful  revelation,   one  that  haunted  her  from  that  point  on.

more  than  anything,  estrella  wanted  to  escape  her  own  skin.   flee  from  any  part  of  herself  tied  to  the  woodrow  daughter  who  had  so  mysteriously  disappeared  that  bleak  midwinter  night.   this  striking  resemblance  that  had  changed  her  life  and  been  the  cause  of  all  her  woe.   had  anyone  accepted  her  for  who  she  truly  was?

despite  the  fierce  independence  she’d  adopted,   estrella  still  found  herself  clinging  to  the  father  she’d  once  known  him  to  be.   looking  on  in  rumination,   she’d  wonder  (  at  length  )   if  his  love  for  her  was  at  all  genuine…    never  once  risking  the  inevitable  confrontation  out  of  fear  for  the  loss  that  would  follow.   instead,   keeping  it  bottled  up  once  again.   distancing  herself  little  by  little  until  she  was  out  and  away  in  the  world  —  determined  to  be  known  as  more  than  ‘the  substitute  daughter’,  ‘the  favourite’  or  ‘the  lookalike.’   her  own  person,   at  last.

although  she  was  never  too  far  away…   and  when  richard  called,   she  could  do  nothing  else  but  gladly  answer.

𓂅 *  ⋆  AESTHETIC   .

distinctly  feminine,   very  gabriella  from  high  school  musical  core  with  her  wrap  cardigans  and  ballet  flats.   though  as  an  athlete,   she’s  an  athleisure  girly  through  and  through.   leotards,   leggings,   matching  sets.   day-to-day,   she  really  favours  layers  that  she  can  easily  take  off  and  put  back  on  during  training.   the  odd  tracksuit  here  and  there.   even  if  it’s  warm  outside,   you’d  usually  see  her  with  a  puffer  jacket  on  hand  because  the  rink  is  so  cold. on  more  formal  occasions,   she  opts  for  mini  dresses  and  heels  to  help  give  the  illusion  she’s  taller  (  weeps  in  5’1”  )  and  accessorizes  with  a  sweet  bow  or  two  in  her  hair. 

you’ll  always  see  her  wearing  her  charm  bracelet  however.   it  was  a  present  from  richard  when  estrella  first  joined  her  skate  club  and  each  time  she’d  compete,   he’d  add  a  charm.   they’re  all  stars,   in  honour  of  her  name.

𓂅 *  ⋆  EDUCATION   .

estrella  was  homeschooled  throughout  all  her  time  at  woodrow.   as  figure  skating  became  more  and  more  of  a  serious  pursuit,   it  seemed  easier  to  contain  her  schooling  to  the  house.   less  distractions  that  way.   her  coach  was  certainly  in  favour  of  it.   perhaps  it  was  the  people  pleaser  in  her,   the  ‘perfect  daughter’  of  it  all  but  she  also  maintained  straight  a’s  too.   it  came  as  no  surprise  when  she  applied  to  richard’s  alma  mater  of  kingsbury  college  and  got  in  on  a  skating  scholarship.   the  real  twist  being  that  she  soon  deferred  in  order  to  commit  to  her  sport  full  time  and  has  yet  to  return  to  kingsbury  to  finish  said  degree.

𓂅 *  ⋆  EXTRACURRICULARS   .

figure  skating,   also  known  as  her  entire  world.   estrella  had  been  a  baby  ballerina  prior  to  being  taken  into  richard’s  care  and  he  quickly  accommodated  for  that  love  of  hers  with  a  continuation  in  lessons.   however  by  the  second  winter  she  spent  at  woodrow  house,   he  was  soon  introducing  her  to  the  frozen  pond  on  the  grounds  and  she  took  to  skating  it  like  a  duck  to  water.   

other pursuits include literature,   musical  theatre  and  classical  music.   their  occasional  outings  as  a  ‘family’  to  see  operas  and  ballets  very  much  inspired  her.

𓂅 *  ⋆  THEIR   LIFE   NOW   .

estrella  only  left  woodrow  house  three  years  ago  and  even  then,   living  in-state  meant  she  was  still  a  fairly  regular  visitor.   she’d  moved  into  the  city  in  order  to  be  closer  to  her  skating  club,   other  rinks  she  frequented  and  transport  for  national  and  international  competitions.   being  only  a  three  hour  drive  away  however,   meant  most  national  holidays  were  spent  there  at  richard’s  side,  the  odd  special  occasion  and  long  weekend  too.

in  nyc,   she  shares  a  modest  apartment  with  brandon,   better  known  as  brando.   they  used  to  skate  together  at  the  same  club  before  he  recently  retired  to  pursue  choreography  at  a  nearby  dance  studio.   there’s  always  been  lingering  romantic  tension  there  but  most  of  all,   he’s  her  biggest  cheerleader  and  a  helpful  objective  party  regarding  all  things  woodrow.

all  the  while,   estrella’s  been  forging  her  own  destiny.   she’s  been  competing  internationally  at  the  top  of  her  discipline  for  years  at  this  point.   (  a  writing  guide  on  figure  skaters  advised  not  to  go  into  specifics  about  competitions  bc  it’s  a  lot  so,   i  won’t  but  let’s  just  say  she’s  a  pretty  decorated  athlete  and   represented  team  usa  at  the  2002  winter  olympics  in  salt  lake  city  and  was  in  the  midst  of  training  for  the  2006  games  before  richard’s  death.  )   what  she  loves  most  of  all  though  is  getting  to  step  out  as  herself.   on  the  ice,   the  only  narrative  being  spun  is  the  one  she  creates.   it’s  a  level  of  control  she  enjoys  (  and  dreads  giving  up  upon  her  return  to  woodrow  house.  )   whilst  she  came  to  woodrow  house  seeking  a  family,   she  left  seeking  visibility  and  acceptance  and  in  skating,   estrella  truly  found  that.

[firebrvnds]

𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄 𝐌𝐂𝐆𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐍 — ❝All you have is your fire and the place you need to reach.

──    ＊ ︰  WILHELMINA MCGOWAN.  chiron  often  praises  their  tenacious  temperament,  but  mr.  d's  always  going  on  about  how  they  can  be  pretty  spiteful.  that  comes  as  no  surprise,   knowing  that  they've  been  at  camp  now  for  nine years and  they  turned  twenty-two  this  year.  they're  always  humming  fox on the run  by  sweet  when  they're  on  strawberry  picking  duty,  and  people  around  here  can  always  tell  they're  a  child  of  hephaestus  because  of  their firebrand copper hair swinging as she imparts justice and the readiness of the oil-smudged smile with their swift forgiveness.  during  capture  the  flag,  i  saw  them using  geokinesis  and  pyrokinesis  —  it  totally  makes  sense  that  their  godly  parent  claimed  them  after crafting an elaborate trap which helped win capture the flag and knock some bullies of the younger hephaestus kids down a peg.  the  entire  camp  knows  them  to  carry  a  small cross peen hammer that extends to become a celestial bronze war maul,  and  no  matter  who  you  ask,  they'll  tell  you  billie  reminds  them  of  a limning of soot around thick smithing goggles, scabbed up skinned knees, dappled sunlight through leaves, the smell of flashpowder and the burnt cardboard of firecrackers, the golden volcanic glow of fired metal, eyelashes tickling softly against your neck, forgiving but never forgetting- letting it be branded down onto your very bones.  thank  gods  they're  around  now  that  the  mist  is  parting. 

NAME : wilhelmina jackie mcgowan.

ETYMOLOGY: ( "will, desire" "helmet, protection".) - (“may god protect,” “god is gracious,” “holder of the heel,” and “supplanter.”) - ( "son of (the) smith." )

AGE + BIRTHDATE : twenty-two, april 22nd.

ASTROLOGY : aries sun, taurus moon, virgo rising.

ORIENTATION : bisexual.

HOMETOWN : cherryfield, maine.

CABIN: 9, hephaestus.

POWERS : geokinesis, pyrokinesis.

WEAPON OF CHOICE : celestial bronze war maul.

POSITIVE : courageous, just, reliable.

NEUTRAL : practical, intuitive, generous.

NEGATIVE : volatile, malicious, blunt.

CHARACTER PARALLELS: toph beifong - avatar, natalie scattorcio - yellowjackets, faith lehane - btvs, fiona gallagher - shameless, ellie williams - the last of us, naomi campbell - skins, rebecca sutter - htgawm, terra markov - teen titans, sana bakkoush - skam, wynnona earp, alyssa foley - the end of the fucking world, abby hammond - santa clarita diet, raven reyes - the hundred.

──  𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓲 𝓪𝓵𝔀𝓪𝔂𝓼 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓲𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓭.

❂ jolene mcgowan was a metalsmith, by trade, she created beautiful jewellery by smelting gold and silver, set with precious stones and shards of sea glass she collected near her home in the coastal town of cherryfield, maine. she crafted beautiful blooms with leaves which would never wilt, never die, blew glass, she mended timepieces, clocks and pocket watches with deft and reverent hands. these are the soft calloused palms that hephaestus fell hopelessly into; warm and welcoming and good-humoured.

❂ 1943 dawned, rough and unkind as she fought with her family to protect the identity of the father of her baby, born out of wedlock in a small town. the little boy would never make it over the brow of the hill in long island, halfway through massachusetts he falls.

❂ she didn't learn the lesson, though she was stripped of some of the light that drew the god to her in the first place, they reunited yet again and another child was to be born from the glint in their eyes.

❂ red hair and green eyes like her mother, billie is full of fight from the minute she stretches her mouth open and begins to scream, her mother joking that she always had something to say ever since.

❂ wilhelmina, a mouthful for such a small child and even harder to spell, shortened to mina and then through protest changed to will, then to billie.

❂ billie watched her mother hollow out before her very eyes, harden herself to the inevitability of her daughter's demise. if jolene drew back far enough, fast enough, she wouldn't be hurt when the gods didn't favour her offspring once again. wilhelmina yearned for attention, to feel that warmth fall over her once more but instead, she struck out, becoming a problem.

❂ this rejection seared her edges, though the fall from her mother's graces wasn't as far or as fast as her father's fall from olympus, she vowed to herself to always stand up for what she believed in, no matter the personal cost. cowards irk her, though of course, the greek doesn't fall far from the tree, she can be a hypocrite.

❂ billie was a constant flight risk, disappearing for days at a time on a whim but the concern their family felt ebbed, even when they started to see things, when inexplicable things began happening to them.

❂ it took a year and a half to make it to camp half blood, billie never running with crowds long enough for satyrs to catch hold of her. disappearing like smoke between their fingers. billie has some pretty extensive scarring over most of her body from her years on the run but spite is a powerful motivator, the fire she draws from within helped her survive and still does. (might have some collateral damage from this use of flame, she tries not to think about it.)

❂ strode into camp with their head held high, and attacked every part of training with unwavering tenacity no matter how many times they were knocked down. not the most naturally skilled fighter but she makes up for it in spades with ferocity, dogged relentlessness and sheer power. billie never knows when to stay down.

❂ is often caught intercepting tourists and mortals by yelling extremely creative obscenities and insults at them, it gets them to leave, at least she stopped draping her hair over her face and running at them screaming in tongues when chiron asked nicely.

❂ the chip on billie's shoulder is big, anyone who knows her can see it but she's filled in the cracks with liquid gold and moves with the hurt. her word is her bond and though trickery is almost a sure shot, she'll never let you forget that you're a liar and you'll be paying until your final breath. billie hates bullies.

❂ an excellent craftsman and smith, billie will usually help anyone with the forges if they ask, for several years refused to partake in her cabin and father's vocation out of pettiness but now loves the way it takes her out of her head to bear something new into the world.

❂ pinball champion, has never worn a matching pair of socks in her life, feeds the raccoons around camp, used to be a state champion gymnast, will fire-eat and fire dance for special occasions like her friends' birthdays, can remember all the lyrics to any song she hears and hoards music like gold, spends a ridiculous amount of time and money on taking polaroids and buying film, will burn your monopoly board, drums on every nearby surface at all times, accidentally burns things to a crisp when she sneezes, can and will nap absolutely anywhere it's kind of ridiculous.

WANTED CONNECTIONS — *

i'm gonna come back to this because my brain is soup.

[romanphoenix]

[male, he/him] Welcome to Aurora Bay, [ROMAN PHOENIX]! I couldn’t help but notice you look an awful lot like [NICHOLAS GALITZINE]. You must be the [TWENTY-EIGHT] year old [ACTOR]. Word is you’re [OUT-GOING] but can also be a bit [CUNNING] and your favorite song is [SELF SABATOGE BY WATERPARKS]. I also heard you’ll be staying in [CRYSTAL COVE]. I’m sure you’ll love it! [constantine, 25+, EST, they/them] ( @aurorabayaesthetic )

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— BASICS ☆

full name:;  roman henry joel phoenix

nicknames:;  rome, ro

gender:; cis male

pronouns:;  he/him

sexual preference:;  bisexual (leans more toward men)

birthdate & age:; nov. 25th, aged twenty-eight years

zodiac sign:;  sagittarius (archer)

spouse / lover:;  none currently

— APPEARANCES ☆

face & voice claim:;  nicholas galitzine

height:;  6′1″

eyes:;  hazel green

hair:;  naturally blonde, sometimes dyes brown or black (currently dark brown)

body art:;  a left ear piercing on his earlobe and occasionally an industrial bar, also in his left ear

other distinguishing features:;  a mole on the right side of his face, above his lip and another on the right side of his chin

fashion sense:;  classic, casual, comfy, sometimes proper and fancy and almost always wearing a ring on every finger

body type:;  generally toned and healthy looking

— PERSONALITY ☆

traits:;  tough, cunning, sassy, hard-working, confident, introverted, sarcastic, loyal, aggressive, self-destructive, out-going -- sweet, caring, funny, loveable

fears:;  expressing his feelings and being rejects

hobbies:;  writing, partying, music, photography, sometimes reading

skills:;  singing, playing various instruments (guitar, piano), writing songs and poems, good in the bedroom

quirks:;  bites and licks lip when bored or nervous or plays with his jewellery when nervous or lost in thought

— FAMILY ☆

mother:;  mrs. phoneix

father:;  mr. phoenix

siblings:;  a younger sister named ashleigh

children:;  none

pets:;  none

— FAVOURITES ☆

ice cream flavour:;  strawberry

food:;  italian food, cinnamon rolls, breakfast food

time of the day / night:;  nighttime

season:;  spring time

holiday:;  new years

animal:;  snakes, wolves and foxes

colour:;  black & red

scent:;  lavender

musician/band:;  david bowie, queen

— OTHER ☆

education:;  he's done a few years of uni for digital arts but did nothing with it

bad habits:;  drinking, smoking, weed and vapes from time to time

a cherished item:;  his skull rings on his ring fingers

relationship role:;  dominate with woman - with men he tries to dominate but will easily submit, he loves being dominated. he will dominate in some cases however

random fun fact:;  he doesn't wear underwear

— BIOGRAPHY ☆

—- B R E I F   B A C K G R O U N D  —-

trigger warnings ; mentions of drug abuse and alcohol abuse.

roman henry joel phoenix was born to two not so loving parents along with a younger sister named ashleigh in london, england. growing up started fine, as roman didn't really know better, that was up until his teen years in which then everything changed. as a teenager, roman learned his parents wanted him to take over the family business and refused to let him out of it. the young boy, however, wasn't at all interested, all he wanted to do originally was make music. he wanted to be a musician as he always loved writing poems and short stories and managed to make what he thought was beautiful music out of it. not to mention he realized his parents didn't really treat him the best, but having his little sister they treated her like an angel.

as soon as he turned sixteen, roman started to rebel against his parents, spending two years being nothing but trouble for them, and moving in with his aunt. during this time he got a few tattoos across his arms and one on his chest, both his ears pierced (earlobes and industrial bars), his tongue pierced, started wearing all his rings and really experimented with his sexuality and just live his best life. he first got a girlfriend at fifteen but they broke up shortly after he turned sixteen and started to change (due to his rebelling against his parents and trying to find himself more). roman also fell into the wrong crowd of people and got into drugs and alcohol and not being the most careful at a party at eighteen for graduation, roman found himself in the hospital.

after this time he cut out a lot of his bad habits (still drinking from time to time and deals with smoking on and off) and removing all the piercings in his right ear and tongue as well as removing all his tattoos. this had roman push to get into music and managing to release a single and left his aunt's home, getting his own apartment. during his time cleaning up he met a guy he'd date for a couple years before they parted ways due to wanting different things. this is when roman realized, he wasn't ready to settle down. he ended up getting a record deal and moved out to los angeles, california in the hopes to make an album but things didn't work out and he fell into a bit of a depression feeling he wasn't as good as he once thought at music, falling into bad habits again but not as bad as before.

roman did met a guy during his tries at music, who also heard his single and offered him a chance at acting. so he left his music dreams behind to put his all into acting and doing pretty well for himself with a couple good films and a show under his belt already. finally he started to really feel proud of himself. despite all of this, he still holds out the dream of being a successful musician as well. music always have a place in his heart and in his free time, he's always working on new music whenever he can, while also still enjoying and giving his all to acting and treating each role as his own and finding parts of himself in each character he brings to life.

—- C U R R E N T L Y  —-

roman still struggles with sleeping around and flirting, despite really wanting to find someone to settle down with and consider maybe a family one day. he's just scared he's unloveable and work makes him harder to commit to. he's also since moved out to aurora bay, california living his best life in the crystal cove area for the past couple years (upon march 2024). his got zero contact or desire to connect his family or much of his life back home, except him two exes who became close friends after and support his career and hope he one day finds love and lets himself love and be loved. he also still does music as more a hobby, not sure about releasing much more yet as he's unsure he can handle being dropped again thinking he wasn't good enough when the deal fell through.

[ will try to update as time goes on ]

[circusclownsam]

Avatar: the way of water OC

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“I see you”

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Name :: Min-Ya Choi

Nickname :: Minnie, prefers that nickname

Age :: 18

Race :: Na’vi

Birthdate :: 3 / 9 / 2155

Birthplace :: She was born in a lab via her mothers avatar (similar to Kiri)

Languages spoken: Na’vi, English and Korean (taught by her mother)

Voice :: mid pitch, noticeable australian accent

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“I’m not sure where my loyalty lies”

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clans

Former Clan :: Omatikaya

Current clan :: Metkayina

Position in clan :: villager (current), training to be a hunter (former, undecided for new clan)

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“Wow, you’re sooo kind”

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Personality :: often described as cold, secluded and untrusting of others, tends to keep to herself most of the time; especially when it comes to her personal life- not wanting others to know how horrid her parents were in the lab, despite also having a sarcastic attitude; Minnie is quite gentle and kind behind closed doors, volunteering to help others with hunts or helping her adoptive grandmother take care of the villagers. When upset, she’d often ‘shut down’ and not answer anyone, if annoyed- she’ll curse in English before going off to vent to Kiri or Rotxo. when truly comfortable with someone, she’ll open up more about what she had experienced in the lab at the hands of her parents.

Likes :: being left alone, when others do not pry into her personal life, hanging out with Kiri, swimming with Rotxo, annoying Neteyam and Lo’ak, walking around in the forest with spider, learning about humans and where they come from, studying the Flora and Fauna around her, weaving nets for the Omatikaya, styling her hair and making clothes for herself and others, singing ‘human’ music to tuk (mostly lullabies), napping with her ikran

Dislikes :: when her more “human” features are pointed out, being picked on by Ao’nung and his friends, getting into arguments with Neytiri and Jake, not being allowed out after dark, having to stay behind to help aid others, not being allowed to explore by herself when wanted, Quaritch and his team, when her parents are brought up.

Fears :: Quaritch and his team, being left behind and forgotten, her parents coming back from earth.

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relations

Mother :: Lin Choi, 38, Human / Avatar, currently alive on earth, scientist

Father :: Robert Choi, 39, Human, currently alive on earth, scientist

Guardian :: an elder women named bobo, 50, Na’vi, currently alive on pandora, healer

Friends[s] :: Kiri, Tuk, Tsireya, Rotxo, Neteyam, Lo’ak, Spider

Closer to :: Tuk, Lo’ak, Kiri and Rotxo

Enemies[s] :: Quaritch and his team

Role model(s) :: Neytiri, Jake

Pet :: an ikran named mars, an ilu named neptune

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“What’s wrong with how I look?”

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physical appearance

Face Claim :: https://pin.it/23nAoe64Y

Body shape :: hourglass, small waist, average thickness, d cup

Eye colour :: dark blue

Skin colour :: a nice, light blue

Hair colour :: chocolate brown

Hair length :: hip length

Hair texture :: 2C

Height :: 7’2 (same height as Tsireya)

Weight :: N/A

scarring :: centred on her arms, inner thighs and chest. doesn’t care enough to hide them, tho doesn’t dwell on how she got them.

Other details :: Minnie has five(?) fingers and five toes, dark brown eyebrows, freckled cheeks and nose, dimpled smile, her queue rests at the base of her skull rather than the top (similar to avatars), normal na’vi tail. Her feline-like ears rest on the sides of her head rather than the top.

Outfit ;; while not ‘traditionally’ na’vi, she finds it most comfortable

necklace 1 :: https://pin.it/57HRZY9fZ

necklace 2 :: https://pin.it/41R0m0nHh

top :: https://pin.it/7GIA4haIU

bottoms :: https://pin.it/6EksddS3P

left bicep accessory :: https://pin.it/3DSUNZEuW

right bicep accessory :: https://pin.it/7CKW6ttX7

left ankle jewellery :: https://pin.it/7MskevkA6

nails :: https://pin.it/7FaGS7PKe

hairstyle :: https://pin.it/Ug61nK4GG

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born in the year 2155, to robert and lin choi, minnie was conceived and raised in a secret lab hidden deep within the forests of pandora.

after enduring years of physical and verbal abuse, her parents left pandora shortly before her 15th birthday. met the sully’s a week after her 15th birthday.

has grown close to the family over the three years she’s known them, was adopted by an elder na’vi named bobo to help her settle into the clan better.

began training to be a hunter just after her 17th birthday.

(will add more, if i feel like it)

[pxnxply]

👶🏻 - for Amarië and Androgs baby lol

name: Andvír birthdate: Around F.A 468, but who's counting? personality headcanon: A very sweet little boy for a child raised among wildmen. what was their first word and how old were they when they said it: 'Ammë' and he was like... idk under 1. Elf babies. Andróg was freaked out. did they get in trouble in school: I don't think he ever went to school which parent were they more attached to: Amarië - probably for the best. what was their favorite toy: One of the outlaws made him a little wolf teddy did they cry a lot as a baby: Yes he gets it from Andróg being so grumpy movie they watched over and over: what was their favorite subject in school: I think he would be good at geography. were they social growing up or quiet: very social and chatty which parent do they take after: physically? Andróg, mostly. what do they grow up to be: A bard... hm... or maybe a hunter. three random headcanons: Born in the middle of winter. Lives his entire life with his mother and raises mortal grandchildren around her. Very good with languages. likes & dislikes: likes: nature, singing, shiny jewellery. dislikes: being cold, dwarves named Mim, when water gets in his boots. do they get along with their parents: while he has them both, yes.

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When choosing gold jewelry for children, it is important to prioritize safety. Opt for lightweight pieces without sharp edges and secure locks to prevent accidents. Regular maintenance not only preserves the longevity of the jewelry but also guarantees the safety and comfort of the child.

Changing Trends:

While traditional designs remain beloved, contemporary trends bring forth a new era of creativity. Customization options, such as personalized engravings and colorful designs, offer a tailored touch that aligns with modern preferences.

To learn more about the jewelry offered by Anamitra, you can visit their website. 

About Love Anamitra 

Love Anamitra is one of the reputed names, and it offers a wide range of jewelry for kids. You can visit their site and order without any worries by sitting in the comfort of your home, as all the jewelry they offer is hallmarked and comes certificate of purity. 

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Tiny Treasures, Gigantic Moments: Bespoke Baby Bangles for Unforgettable Milestones

Every chubby toe and giggle deserves a story. And what better way to celebrate life's precious firsts than with bespoke baby bangles, crafted with love and designed to mark those magical moments?

From Hello World to First Steps:

Welcome the newest arrival: Celebrate the miracle of life with a bangle etched with the little one's name, birthdate, and weight. It's a keepsake parents will treasure forever, a constant reminder of the tiny wonder who stole their hearts.

Mark monthly milestones: Each month is a milestone worth celebrating! Capture the joy of those chubby fingers grasping for the first time with a personalised bangle engraved with the month number or a special message.

First tooth, first gurgle, first wobbly steps: Every breakthrough deserves a tiny cheer. Let bespoke bangles become a fun tradition, marking each achievement with a new inscription or charm.

Beyond Names and Dates:

Tell a tale with charms: Let the bangle become a mini-narrative! Choose charms that represent the little one's personality, interests, or even family heritage. A tiny ladybird for the bubbly one, a bookworm charm for the little bibliophile, or a cultural symbol for a cherished tradition.

Embrace the sparkle: From delicate gemstones to shimmering mother-of-pearl, a touch of twinkle adds a touch of magic. Choose colours that complement the little one's outfit or hold special meaning, like birthstone hues or family colours.

Safe and Stylish: Safety first! Opt for bangles made from hypoallergenic materials like sterling silver or soft silicone, ensuring comfort and peace of mind for parents.

Bespoke Bangles: More Than Just Jewellery:

These tiny tokens are more than just baubles; they're sentimental keepsakes that tell the story of a growing life. They're whispered reminders of first smiles, wobbly steps, and infectious laughter. They're gifts that transcend generations, passed down as precious heirlooms, carrying the weight of love and memories.

[watermelonsugarsigh]

fraction of your heart ~ part two

summary: Y/N’s math skills aren’t the best, but she thinks she has a pretty good judgement of character - and Peter Parker does not pass the test.

warnings: swearing, death mention

word count: 1.3k

A/N: Bit of a filler but I promise we'll get to some interesting things soon!

Peter was late.

Admittedly Y/N had arrived at the library earlier than they had intended to meet, giving herself ample time to help Sarah with anything that needed reshelving or scanning. Even so, he was supposed to be there almost a quarter of an hour ago and he hadn’t even messaged her to let her know. Maybe she was being a bit harsh, but every sixty seconds that passed added another notch in the ‘cons’ list against Peter Parker.

Y/N passed the time by watching the tiny flat screen TV in the corner of the room. Sarah had mounted it on the wall so that she had a perfect line of vision from the front desk - the ‘perks of being the sole librarian’ were few and far between, but Sarah took what she got. The volume was off, but from what Y/N could gather by the dramatic zooming and cheesy dialogue being captioned at the bottom of the screen, some soap opera was playing. However, Y/N’s eye was drawn to the news banner scrolling along the top.

“BREAKING NEWS: SPIDER-MAN SEIZES JEWELLERY STORE THIEF.”

Y/N couldn’t remember when the masked man started appearing around the city, but it became much more frequent after she had returned, five years passing in the blink of an eye. Lauren had said that Spider-Man was also absent during those years; she couldn’t remember seeing him at all. Perhaps he was blipped too.

Things still weren’t back to normal. A child born before the blip was now the same age as someone born five years later. Laws regarding driving, drinking and sex had all been thrown out the window and rewritten, to ensure loopholes weren’t being manipulated in order to slip through the cracks. About six months after Y/N had returned, she received a plastic card in the mail, now more commonly referred to as a ‘blip license’. It was almost identical to a driver’s license, except the background was a navy blue, the text written in white for legibility. Her birthdate had been moved forward 5 years; a six replacing the one as the final digit. It was controversial, but it was the easiest solution for a completely unprecedented situation. Still, people fought, protested, screamed; lawsuits were threatened against laws that hadn’t even been written. There were so many questions still left unanswered, with the ones who were best suited to answer them no longer alive.

At almost exactly 11:18, nearly twenty minutes past their agreed meeting time, Peter stumbled through the door, backpack haphazardly slung across his shoulder blades. His hair was curlier and messier than he normally wore it, as if he hadn’t had as much time to style it that morning. His shoelaces were untied and his t-shirt sat unevenly across his chest; tugging underneath his backpack strap to the point where Y/N could see his collarbone peeking just above the neckline. Y/N noticed a bruise beginning to flourish in that area, a mix of reds and purples and every colour in between slowly presenting itself under his lightly freckled skin. It was a strange place to get a bruise, and for a moment Y/N pondered how it could have appeared, before she realised exactly what it probably was and reminded herself it wasn’t any of her business.

Peter scanned the room and locked eyes with Y/N, the latter’s narrowing ever so slightly as he made his way across to her.

“Uh, hi,” Peter stuttered. “Sorry I’m late, I - um, I had to -“

“Don’t worry about it,” Y/N replied. She figured he had forgotten, by the way he looked like he had just rolled out of bed. It frustrated her to no end that even though he obviously had not put any effort into his appearance, he still looked good. Y/N had to wake up at least forty-five minutes before leaving the house, so that she wouldn’t be mistaken for a zombie by strangers passing by. “I booked a room on Level One, so we can talk without Shelley getting mad at us.” Y/N pointed over to an older woman, presumably in her 60’s (although Y/N would not have been surprised if she were much older) reading the newspaper on one of the chaise lounges in the middle of the room. Peter followed Y/N’s finger, a ghost of a smile crossing his face when he registered who she was talking about. “She gets very into the daily sudoku; you don’t want to mess with her.”

“I’ll keep that in mind,” Peter responded, caramel eyes returning to meet Y/N’s. With the sun shining through the windows and onto his face, she could really notice how gold they could look in natural light. Fluorescents didn’t do them justice. Peter spoke again before she said or did something stupid, like give him a compliment. “Lead the way.”

She led the two of them upstairs and around a corner to a hallway full of doors. Surprisingly, not many students realised these were specifically designed study rooms, equipped with projectors, whiteboards, and soundproofed so the noise didn’t travel downstairs. Every time Y/N had brought them up as a meeting place for a group project, the other group members seemed astonished that they existed.

Peter was no different. As Y/N opened up the door immediately to their left, his eyes widened in surprise.

“I didn’t even realise these were here.”

“Nobody does,” Y/N replied. “Perks of working at the library for so long.” That caught Peter’s attention.

“Wait,” he started. “You work here?”

“Basically,” she said. “Obviously I don’t have the degree to be an actual librarian, but I help Sarah with returns and rearranging the shelves.” Peter noodles and raised an eyebrow; he almost looked impressed.

“That’s…actually really cool,” he gushed. “I’ve always wanted to work somewhere I could learn, like a museum or tech lab or something. I had an internship with - never mind.” Peter’s face fell, but Y/N was too busy booting up the PC and projector that she hadn’t noticed.

“Internship where?”

“Um,” he said, much more quietly. “I interned for Tony Stark in high school, before…”

“Oh,” Y/N said, finally glancing over at Peter. Her heart sank at the look on his face, dejected and almost lifeless. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked.”

“It’s fine,” he said, but the tone of his voice made it perfectly clear he wasn’t fine. “We were pretty close, I guess. A lot of people hated him, but he did a lot for me.”

For the first time, Y/N felt sorry for Peter. She thought he was annoyingly perfect, but it was obvious now there were skeletons in his closet that he didn’t share with many people. Y/N had never heard of Tony Stark offering internships, but then again, security tech wasn’t really her area of expertise. She wondered how close they really were. The pessimistic side of her scoffed at the thought of Stark basically giving Peter a free ride to any college he wanted, but one more glance in his direction, on the verge of tears, erased that thought completely.

“I’m really sorry,” she said, both apologising for his loss and the cruel thoughts that were just running through her mind.

“It’s okay, you didn’t know.” He took a deep breath and sat down at the desk. He tilted his head back slightly, blinking away the tears that were starting to pool along his lower lash line. “It’s good to talk about him. Keeps the memory alive, you know?”

“Yeah,” Y/N replied. “It’s been a strange decade.”

“Trust me,” Peter said, opening his textbook and gesturing to Y/N to sit down. “I know.”

[deathmaycome]

------ “And Death makes equal the high and low.”

BASIC INFORMATION.

Full name: Nguyễn Trà My Nickname: May Birthdate: 10 April, 1981 Age: 40 Zodiac: Aries sun, Cancer moon, Capricorn rising Gender: Cis woman Pronouns: She/her Romantic orientation: Homoromantic Sexual orientation: Homosexual Nationality: British Ethnicity: Vietnamese Ranking: Seraphim Affiliation: Death

BACKGROUND.

Birthplace: Hackney, London Hometown: Hackney, London Social Class: Born working class, now somewhere above that due to her wages but refuses to act like it Educational achievements: 9 GCSEs, expelled before completing A levels Father: Nguyễn Duy Luận (d. 2016) Mother: Quang Kim Lan (d. 2016) Sibling(s): None Spouse: Gwendolyn Goldsmith (m. Dec 2020)

Pets: Is allowed to exist around Kat the cat, but she is very much Gwen’s pet. Previous relationships: None of any real significance Arrests: A handful - vandalism, trespassing, possession, petty theft Prison time: None, Uriel always had her released

OCCUPATION & INCOME.

Current occupation: Journalist/Seraphim Dream occupation: May has never really considered any job a dream job, but she does love what she does now Past job(s): Cleaner, drug dealer, messenger, waitress, volunteer - many other menial jobs across the globe to fund travelling Spending habits: Thanks to her successful career and wages as a Seraphim, May has more money than she knows what to do with. She spends very little on herself, but saves some, and donates a lot to her community or funnels it back into the gang. In debt?: No

SKILLS & ABILITIES.

Physical strength: average Speed: average Intelligence: above average Accuracy: average Agility: above average Stamina: above average Teamwork: Though usually in a leadership role, May enjoys teamwork and often prefers it to working alone Talents: Adept at learning languages, skilled writer, strong leadership qualities Shortcomings: Vengeful, easily bored, can be reckless when angered Languages spoken: Vietnamese (mother tongue); English (second language); Spanish and Japanese (fluent); German, Russian, Mandarin, French, Portuguese (conversational); various others to varying degrees of competency Drive?: Yes, but badly - she drives like a getaway driver Jump-start a car?: Yes Change a flat tyre?: Yes Ride a bicycle?: Yes Swim?: Yes Play an instrument?: No Play chess?: No, Uriel tried to teach her once but it was a painful experience for both of them Braid hair?: Yes Tie a tie?: Yes Pick a lock?: Yes Cook?: Yes, but Gwen is better and tends to do it more often

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE AND CHARACTERISTICS.

Faceclaim: Levy Tran Eye colour: Brown Hair colour: Black Hair type: 1A, thick Glasses/contacts?: Wears glasses when writing Dominant hand: Right Height: 5′6″ Weight: 9 stone Build: Slender, toned Exercise habits: Yoga every morning, Vovinam three times a week Skin tone: Medium, warm Tattoos: Many, all over her body. Most significant - matching wedding band tattoo with Gwen; her parents’ wedding date on the inside of her right wrist; Death skull tattoo behind her left ear Piercings: Double lobe piercings; helix and forward helix on right ear; helix and tragus on left ear; both nipples Marks/scars: Scar on right forearm from an accident jumping a fence in her youth; scar on right ankle from a nasty fall when travelling Clothing style: Bohemian goth - loose fabrics, usually dark, often patterned. She quite often borrows from Gwen’s wardrobe, though, so it’s very much a mixture. Jewellery: Always wears: simple gold locket that belonged to her mother, all piercings (see above). Often wears: two or three other gold necklaces, several other gold rings, beaded/thread bracelets. All jewellery is removed when on a Death mission for fear of something getting left behind. Allergies: None known Diet: Staunch vegan

PSYCHOLOGY.

MBTI type: ESFP Enneagram type: 8w7 (The Challenger/The Enthusiast)  Moral Alignment: Chaotic good Temperament: Choleric Element: Fire Emotional stability: Mostly stable, because someone in Death has to be, but does have a short temper Introvert or Extrovert?: Extrovert Obsession: Death succeeding; protecting those she loves; Gwen (in a normal “god I’m obsessed with my wife” way) Phobias: Not a phobia per se, but silence makes her extremely uncomfortable Drug use: Dabbled with psychedelics in her youth but doesn’t use drugs these days as she prefers a clear head; you can usually talk her into sharing a spliff with you, though Alcohol use: Mostly a social drinker and sets herself relatively strict limits - she’ll allow herself to get tipsy but never blackout drunk Prone to violence?: Yes, but usually via the written word - it would take a lot to make her lash out physically Prone to crying?: She feels emotions very deeply but rarely cries Believe in love at first sight?: No

MANNERISMS.

Accent: Indecipherable; a mixture of every country she’s ever lived in Hobbies: Yoga, photography, attempting to destroy capitalism Habits: Going to bed late and waking up early, tapping her nails on things, humming to herself Nervous ticks: Tugging on her earlobe Drives/motivations: Justice; equality; the success of Death; protecting those she cares about Fears: Losing someone she loves Sense of humour?: A little sarcastic, mostly satirical; wouldn’t make them herself but appreciates a good pun Do they curse often?: Not too often, mostly when angry or tipsy

FAVOURITES.

Animal: Tiger Beverage: Rum Green tea Book: Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro Colour: Orange Food: Thai curry Flower: Dahlia Gem: Amber Mode of transportation: London Underground Scent: Cinnamon Sport: None Weather: The hotter the better (but is also partial to a thunderstorm) Vacation destination: Peru

ATTITUDES.

Greatest dream: Bringing down the Big Three with Death still intact Greatest fear: Losing Gwen; inadvertently causing the death of someone she is in charge of Most at ease when: At home with her wife Least as ease when: Sitting in silence Biggest achievement: Helping Uriel build both Pale Horse Media and Death from the ground up Biggest regret: Not spending more time with her parents before they died

[takemecn]

brianne tju, bisexual, female + she/her ― hey look, it’s calista tjhoea! she's twenty-four years old, she's lived in shrike heights for one year, and she's currently working at jennifer’s. i heard she's pretty opinionated, but i think she's so dedicated at the same time. can she make it out alive?

full name: calista lestari tjhoea. nickname/s: cal, cali, lista. age: twenty-four. gender + pronouns: female + she/her. sexual orientation: bisexual. birthdate + zodiac: june 18th + gemini. occupation: clerk at jennifer’s. living arrangements: living alone, but looking for roommates. medical conditions: mental health issues (depression, anxiety). drug + alcohol use: occasional consumption of alcohol and weed. likes + interests: flowers, nature, journaling, writing, reading, fashion, accessories, jewellery, food, cooking, pop culture, anything pretty or shiny, socialising, meeting new people, singing, dancing, roller skating, swimming, ice skating, sewing. family: left on good terms with her parents and siblings, but currently has no contact with any of them (and doesn’t feel the need to reach out).

additional info / hcs -

additional info + hcs coming soon! 

[ginnyren]

stats for ms Ginerva Ren

BASIC INFORMATION.

Full name:  Ginerva Ren

Nickname:  Ginny, Gin 

Birthdate:  unknown (legally 1st july 1996) (celebrated 8th december)

Age: 25

Zodiac:  cancer or Sagittarius 

Gender: Cis woman

Pronouns: she/her

Romantic orientation: bi/panromantic 

Sexual orientation:  bi/pansexual 

Nationality: British 

Ethnicity: unknown, chinese( + thai)suspected 

Ranking: angel

Affiliation: death

BACKGROUND.

Birthplace:  unknown, Spennymoor suspected 

Hometown:  Spennymoor

Social Class: born:lower class ; now: upper class  

Educational achievements: didn’t graduate high school. 

Father:  unknown

Mother: unknown 

Sibling(s):  unknown

Pets:  none

Previous relationships:  none

Arrests:  none

Prison time:  none

OCCUPATION & INCOME.

Current occupation:  thief/grifter

Dream occupation: thief/grifter

Past job(s):  cashier at grocery store in Spennymoor

Spending habits:  extravagant although within means

In debt?:  no

SKILLS & ABILITIES.

Physical strength: below average / average / above average

Speed: below average / average / above average

Intelligence: below average / average / above average

Accuracy: below average / average / above average

Agility: below average / average / above average

Stamina: below average / average / above average

Teamwork: poor teamwork skills, prefers to work alone

Talents: fast learner, good fine motor skills, hacking, lock picking, good liar 

Shortcomings: arrogant- thinks she’s better than others, doesn’t work well with others, short

Languages spoken: english 

Drive?:  yes

Jump-start a car?:  yes

Change a flat tyre?:  no

Ride a bicycle?:  yes

Swim?:  yes, badly

Play an instrument?: recorder

Play chess?:  yes, likes to win

Braid hair?:  yes

Tie a tie?:  no

Pick a lock?:  yes

Cook?:  yes, prefers not to

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE AND CHARACTERISTICS.

Faceclaim:  Kanyawee Songmuang

Eye colour:  light brown

Hair colour:  natural= dark brown, right now= dyed reddish 

Hair type: gently curly

Glasses/contacts?:  yes/yes- usually contacts 

Dominant hand:  right

Height:  5’2

Weight:  150 lbs/ 68 kg

Build: average

Exercise habits: regular, cardio+strength, she goes to rock climbing gyms a lot for completely legal reasons

Skin tone: pale to medium, depending on if its summer or winter

Tattoos:  death tattoo, nape of her neck

Piercings:  ears, tongue, belly button 

Marks/scars:  lots of little scars on her hands from tinkering, big scar on her right thigh close to her hipbone from a big fall on a job when she was 20

Clothing style:  eclectic, lots of short skirts and tight tops, also a lot of comfy sweat pants and hoodies, also a bunch of high fashion stuff for when she goes to rich people events  

Jewellery: y e s (Ginny has a lot of custom functional jewelry for heists. Eg, a lock picking set that is also a set of hairpins, pendants and bracelets that are also USBs. earrings that are also tracking devices that she leaves in the cars of marks as well as lots of custom made jewelry for her aliases, eg pendant that says Mei Lan)

Allergies: seafood, horses

Diet: no restrictions, will eat anything (except the seafood)

PSYCHOLOGY.

MBTI type:  ISTJ-A

Enneagram type:  -

Moral Alignment:  chaotic neutral 

Temperament: theorist 

Element: water

Emotional stability:  -1000 but she likes to think she’s perfectly emotionally stable 

Introvert or Extrovert?:  ambivert 

Obsession: Golconda diamonds, the best of the best in terms of diamonds. Mines in those historic parts of India are now defunct. modern day diamonds are not the same and are not as beautiful. Golconda diamonds are often described as looking like water. They are very very rare and very very expensive.

Phobias:  spiders

Drug use:  none

Alcohol use:  only socially 

Prone to violence?: no

Prone to crying?: no

Believe in love at first sight?:  no

MANNERISMS.

Accent: Ginny’s accent is RP but it’s learnt and her natural accent is more of a yorkshire accent from growing up in Spennymoor

Hobbies:  writing code to expedite various functions in her day to day life, inventing new thievery tools. 

Habits: leaves her living room lights on when she sleeps because she doesn’t like the dark, has to touch the emerald on her bedside table before she can fall asleep  

Nervous ticks: taps her fingers when she’s nervous, laughs when she’s panicked, blinks slowly to buy her more time to think

Drives/motivations:  to be independent so that she doesn’t need anyone 

Fears:  spiders, the dark, that no one has ever loved her and no one ever will, that she’s going to hell

Sense of humour?:  dry, snarky

Do they curse often?:  yes

FAVOURITES.

Animal: owl, black cat

Beverage:  salted caramel chocolate milkshake, extra cream 

Book:  pride and prejudice 

Colour:  emerald green, black

Food:  thai food 

Flower: baby’s breath

Gem: morganite or diamond or emerald

Mode of transportation:  by foot

Scent: magnolia

Sport:  rock climbing, boxing

Weather:  cloudy

Vacation destination:  Italian country side, lots of pasta and sun or beach resort/private island

ATTITUDES.

Greatest dream: to be free 

Greatest fear:  to die alone

Most at ease when:  at home alone with her pilfered goods

Least as ease when:  surrounded by a large group of people as herself and not as an alias

Biggest achievement:  [redacted]

Biggest regret: none, there are no regrets, only mistakes and consequences 

[iniyabasnet]

------ “Deep in her soul, however, she was waiting for something to happen. Like a sailor in distress, she would gaze out over the solitude of her life with desperate eyes, seeking some white sail in the mists of the far-off horizon.”

BASIC INFORMATION.

Full name: Iniya Basnet Nickname: Niya (to close friends only); Nini (to her sister - she detests this) Birthdate: 17 November, 1995 Age: 25 Zodiac: Scorpio sun, Virgo moon, Scorpio rising Gender: Demifem Pronouns: She/they Romantic orientation: Demiromantic Sexual orientation: Pansexual Nationality: British Ethnicity: Nepali Ranking: Power Affiliation: Pestilence

BACKGROUND.

Birthplace: Leicester, England Hometown: Leicester, England Social Class: Working class at birth, now upper-middle Educational achievements: 1st class degree in Architecture and Interdisciplinary Studies from University College London Father: Prashant Basnet Mother: Dhana Basnet (née Kasaju) Sibling(s): One older brother, Nabin (b. 1992); one younger sister, Pravina (b. 1997)

Pets: Two Siamese cats, Parish and Hadley Previous relationships: TBC Arrests: None Prison time: None

OCCUPATION & INCOME.

Current occupation: Property developer and interior designer Dream occupation: They’ve got the dream job, baby! Past job(s): Part time job in an estate agents while at university, developer at another property firm before starting her own. Spending habits: Iniya drops money like it’s going out of style. Clothes, furniture, dining out, alcohol, travel, drugs - anything and everything to fill the gaping hole and make them feel as though the illusion that they belong is real. In debt?: Professionally? Fuck no. Personally? Absolutely.

SKILLS & ABILITIES.

Physical strength: below average Speed: average Intelligence: above average Accuracy: above average Agility: average Stamina: average Teamwork: Poor. Iniya is an independent property developer for a reason - she has always and will always prefer working alone. Talents: Networking, multitasking, drawing, exceptional attention to detail Shortcomings: Short temper, distrustful, sensitive, greedy Languages spoken: Nepali (mother tongue); English (second language); Italian (professional proficiency); Arabic (learning) Drive?: Sure Jump-start a car?: No Change a flat tyre?: No Ride a bicycle?: Who can’t? Swim?: Like a fish Play an instrument?: Grade 8 cello Play chess?: Absolutely Braid hair?: Expertly Tie a tie?: Better than most Pick a lock?: Sort of Cook?: Prefers to dine out but is a surprisingly good cook.

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE AND CHARACTERISTICS.

Faceclaim: Amita Suman Eye colour: Brown  Hair colour: Black Hair type: 1C, thick Glasses/contacts?: No Dominant hand: Left Height: 5’9” Weight: 9 stone Build: Willowy Exercise habits: Exercises religiously every morning at 5am (except Sundays, which are rest days); either swimming or running depending on their mood. Since joining Pestilence, they have also been attending weekly self-defence classes with a personal trainer. Skin tone: Medium-dark, neutral Tattoos: None Piercings: Lobes and secondaries in each ear; helix in left ear; nose piercing Marks/scars: They used to have several moles scattered across the expanse of their back, but had them surgically removed three years ago. They still have a birthmark, however, just above their left hip, though she’s considering having this removed too. Clothing style: Dark colours and neutrals; often tailored; textures; rarely wears patterns; covered up at work but unafraid to show skin when off the clock. Jewellery: Never seen without it, changes daily. They particularly love statement earrings. Allergies: None known Diet: Mostly healthy; loves meat and seafood; savoury over sweet.

PSYCHOLOGY.

MBTI type: INTJ Enneagram type: 3w4 (The Achiever/The Individualist) Moral Alignment: True neutral Temperament: Melancholic Element: Wood Emotional stability: Lacking. Iniya is highly sensitive, and a poorly timed critique or disagreement can really cut to the quick, causing them to lash out. Introvert or Extrovert?: Introvert Obsession: Their job, their image Phobias: Rats Drug use: Frequent. A bit too frequent, actually, and being in Pestilence certainly doesn’t help. Iniya uses drugs to counterbalance the complete rigidity they maintain in their professional life, giving them an avenue to let loose while simultaneously contributing to the specific lifestyle and image she has cultivated for herself. Mostly coke and MDMA, but if they’re out and someone offers her something else, she’ll probably take it. Alcohol use: See above Prone to violence?: Only verbally Prone to crying?: No Believe in love at first sight?: Absolutely not

MANNERISMS.

Accent: An entirely false RP accent. She began to fake it during her childhood, not a fan of the Leicester accent of their peers, and perfected it while at university. Hobbies: Spending money, hanging around PEST, drawing, looking after their cats Habits: Drinking, drug use, being entirely unsatisfied with their contractors Nervous ticks: Bouncing her knee Drives/motivations: Money, success, self-preservation Fears: Failure, irrelevancy Sense of humour?: Snarky and sarcastic Do they curse often?: Fairly often, usually for emphasis

FAVOURITES.

Animal: Cat Beverage: Whiskey sour Book: Madame Bovary by Gustave Flaubert Colour: Farrow and Ball’s Brinjal Food: She claims it’s the halibut from Le Gavroche, but it’s actually pork momos, their childhood comfort food Flower: White moth orchid Gem: Emerald Mode of transportation: Their black Bentley Continental GT Scent: Fresh paint Weather: Sunny but cool Vacation destination: Florence

ATTITUDES.

Greatest dream: To become the biggest property developer in London Greatest fear: Failure Most at ease when: At work, or alone in her home Least as ease when: Committing any act of physical violence Biggest achievement: Building their own business Biggest regret: Tying herself to Pestilence before looking at other options