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[hehether]

I'd like JLA and Avengers to meet someday 🗣

[dcxdpdabbles]

Cluster of Cores Part 4

Holiday request: cluster of cores x2 please! I love all your writing

Roy helps Danny into the living room, mindful of the two sleeping babes strapped to his chest in a nested sling. Once he's sure Danny has cleared the entrance, he sidesteps them, rushing toward the big swivel loveseat sofa they had just purchased.

It's large enough that the two could sit comfortably and pill up the pillows that were to Dani's demand of fluff. The thing spins, and has a nice little backrest that Danny can both sit and lay down. In the first few months, the twins will need a nest to grow in, and Dani has been cleared that the circular couch will be perfect.

Danny makes a tiny little noise of happiness when he settles in the middle of it. Roy is quick to pile the fluffiest throw blanket across his lap. Jason helps him lean back while Danny carefully holds the head of the newborns.

According to the humans ' medical knowledge, his children, Dan and Danika, have a clean bill of health. The trio had been released after a five-day stay- all expenses paid by Tim Drake- undergoing tests and observations.

Thankfully, for all intentions and purposes, the twins were fine.

They were sleeping in his arms, having just finished feeding off of Danny's ectoplasm. The young alien seemed confused when a nurse handed him a bottle, but when they explained the usage of it, the young Indigenous Daxamite opened the bottle and weakly poured a green liquid from the palm of his hand.

The babies enthusiastically launched onto the bottles, and Danny could not look away from them. The coma had turned him so weak that he needed one of those feeding pillows, unable to hold them in his trembling arms for too long.

But they were perfect. Roy thought it was adorable how his eyes shone as he stared at his children. During visiting hours, Dani spent most of her time leaning on her father's side, a feeding pillow on her lap, and being a miniature version of Danny.

The alien had even chosen a last name, claiming it was the closest thing in English. Surprisingly, what the Daxamite considered a lost language was what humans considered English.

The Fentons were now welcomed guests in the Todd-Wayne household. They will stay there alongside Roy and Lian until they reach their feet.

It was a shock to find out Danny was a teenager in Daxamite terms, just as much as a he was in human terms. Having three children, a five-year-old and twin newborns, will be difficult for the teenager to raise on his own.

Roy offered him complete support, deciding he would be his rock through every milestone the children needed. It was the least he could do for the person responsible for his daughter's safety.

"Are you comfortable?" Roy asks. Danny offers him a weak smile, nodding. His eyes, however, return to his children as though he is checking to see if they are real.

He can't help but smile warmly at the alien. "Is there anything you need?"

Danny thinks it over, hunching his shoulder slightly when he requests. "Fudge? My Dad would make me some when I was incubating the eggs."

Roy snaps his phone out of his pocket, pressing the speed dial to Oliver. The archer snaps into the speaker before the blond can greet him, "Fudge. Send me the most expensive and delicious fudge you have."

"Yes, of course." Oliver's answer is just as serious and as fast. "I'll have it there within thirty minutes."

Roy's voice softens when he turns back to Danny. "Is there anything else you like?"

The alien blinks his wide blue eyes at him, considering the question carefully before whispering. "Blankets? For Dan and Danika?"

Roy nods, face turning hard as stone when he returns to his phone. "Baby blankets. The softest ones you can find. Have the names Dan and Danika sewed into the blankets. One lilac, the other easter green.'

"It will be done," Oliver promises before hanging up the phone. Roy turns back to the bewildered Danny, then, as soft as spring rain, smiles at him.

"They should be here in about thirty minutes. If there is anything else you want, let Jason or me know."

"Um," Danny curls slightly inwards, holding the babies against his chest. Dan makes a bit of a fuss, wiggling around, but with one quick bottle grab, Danny has him resettle. Danika wiggles a bit, whimpering a little, but the Daxamite bounces his knee a little, moving the pillow under her.

This causes a soft rocking motion that quickly helps her calm down. Roy is mightily impressed that Danny already knows what to do as a new father. When Lian was born, he struggled to figure out all her different cries for weeks.

Dan slurps his bottle with his virgor, his soft tuff of hair shifting into a little flame. Danika makes a slight movement like newborns do when attempting to turn in the direction of their voices.

She seems comfortable facing her little head toward Danny before she settles into a nap. Apparently, as an ice core, she didn't need as much ectoplasm as Dan did. His son needed more help stabilizing in his environment through the help of his father before he was big enough to do it himself.

Roy was so happy Danny had woken. It would be a nightmare trying to figure everything out on their own. Roy's eyes fall to the bag resting on Danny's left side, nested comfortably among the pillows. Inside are the remaining eggs that are carefully waiting for the day they hatch.

He hopes it will take some time. Twins were already hard to manage, even with Roy's and Jason's help.

"Danny!" Dani yells, running into the room with a faint doll. "I brought Danika her first Earth toy!"

"Maybe when she's bigger." Danny laughs, one hand holding the bottle up for his son and the other carefully tracing the features of his new daughter. "She may like to make ice sculptures of it someday."

Dani beams, looking much brighter since the day Roy had met her. "I can teach her how!"

"Me too!" Lian shouts, jumping up and down, growing as excited as the Daxamites seem to gain a little glow around them. Roy's widens, turning away from the group to press the next speed dial on his phone.

"Yes?" Jason's modified voice sends a burst of excitement down his spine, but he squishes it. He needs to remind himself that for all the feelings he has for the other man, they aren't lovers. It likely won't ever be.

"Buy better blinds. Danny glows"

It is a testament to how long they know each other when all Jason responds with is a very serious "Of course. I'll bring some milk, too."

Distantly, he hears one of Jason's goons ask. "Is that the boss's boyfriend?"

"I thought they were married with kids?"

Roy hands up before he has a heart attack.

[kurithedweeb]

Dear Sir Garroth,

Allow me to be plain with you, Sir. I'm angry at you. Pissed at you, really. Extraordinarily pissed, if you couldn't tell from the scorched edge of this letter you will likely never see. I'm not even sure why I'm still writing this seeing as I tried to burn it before I finished the first sentence. Perhaps only because it's something to do.

I was stabbed the day before the battle ended, do you remember? By a frost dagger. I would have appreciated the warning that the cold will run through your veins, perhaps from a man who used to wield one himself? You know how the cold afflicts me, you bastard. No matter, my blood is plenty warm with hurt now. Since you first bound it on the field, my stitches have been torn thrice. I collapsed the moment I stepped through the portal and had to be helped into town to see Donna.

Though she may be a wondrously talented medic, Donna is no healer or witch. There's only so much she could do and so she's ordered I remain on bedrest until I've healed to her liking. I'm loathe to bring that woman's wrath down on myself, hence why I am now writing pointless letters to men stranded in different realms. She has four children now, Donna; Yip, twin boys Lello and Rollo, and a girl named Luca. She's only a babe, Luca, still in her swaddling, but the twins must be nearly ten. I tell you this because it's been fifteen years. We've been gone fifteen years. You may still be gone years and years.

Levin is grown now. Lord, even. He resembles you very much, all keen blue eyes and wisps of blond curls falling in his face, but his mannerisms are alike his mothers'. He has a faint trace of your accent in his words, too. He did not recognize me. I'm told he was too young when we left to remember us properly, though Malachi supposedly does. He's a trader these days, out at sea with Logan when we arrived home. Levin didn't speak with me long, as busy all day as our lady is—was. He did tell me he'd been excited to meet us both, that his brother and Uncle Dante had told him stories of us as he'd grown, and he'd known that if we were anything at all like how they'd described then we were good men he'd rather get to know.

Dante's grown old. I last saw him hours ago, and now he is head guard rather than the slight boy fresh from the academy we knew him as. The dark circles under his eyes make me worry he hasn't had a proper rest in years, and he's thin in a way I wish I didn't recognize. Do you remember the night he snuck away to handle the O'khasian archers? You might not. I've found even so soon after to my eyes the days and nights blend together at times. I remember the great tears rolling down his face when you and I removed the arrow and picked the remains from his face. That night left a scar on either cheek, rough ones shaped like starbursts or comets. The shape far-off lights make in the night when you squint just right. He felt so small in the cradle of my arms then. He's of a height with me now, standing eye to eye.

We missed their entire lives in the Matron's realm. Gone in a blink. Our boys, our brother, our friends, they have all moved past us. Irony of irony, they've sent us off into the Matron's embrace already, Sir Garroth Ro'Meave. Buried us and moved on.

Because of your actions, we have missed the whole of their lives, the lives we could have shared with them. Should have. All for what? For a man you hadn't seen in at least a decade, one you no longer knew at all?

Everything has changed because of what you did, you ass. I should tell you I will never forgive this deed of yours. And yet I miss you already.

Sincerely yours,

Your second-in-command, Sir Laurance Zvahl of Phoenix Drop.

[reminiscentreader]

Hawthornes Kids headcanons.

I love these so much so why not make some of my own.

Grayson and phone girl (ik they’ll get married try and stop me) have a beautiful little girl, I think she’d have a really fancy name like, Beatrice or Desireè

Jameson and avery have one boy and one girl, (the girl is younger) called like Oliver and Madeline I think.

Max and xander have one little boy called Archer

Nash and Libby have two older twin girls called Sophie and Lilia.

Nash and Libby’s twins would always fight about stuff e.g hairbrushes, clothes and Nash would have to discipline them cause Libby hates telling off her little girls.

they both ride horses, their dad takes them every week for lessons.

On Saturdays there mum bakes for them (and they sometimes help her) and they love her cookies 🍪

Graysons daughter is very very shy, and since I think Grayson wouldn’t want to stay in Hawthorne house with the others, his daughter isn’t as close with her cousins as they are with eachother

She has blonde curly hair that her mother takes very good care of.

Other than the curly hair she looks exactly like Grayson.

She would go to a private school in either New York or London (you cannot convince me that Grayson doesn’t move to either one of those places)

although she looks like Grayson, she’s very sweet and is just like a really really shy version of Gigi.

she definitely has dimples.

and a big fluffy white cat called socks taht grayson has personal beef with.

She really loves animals so when they visit Hawthorne house Nash’s girls would always show her there horses.

Grayson absolutely spoils her, she mentions she wants something once? She’s got it, although I do think Grayson would discipline her and tell her to wait for Christmas or her birthday.

she’s a June baby

She always has a ribbon in her hair

when she was a bit younger and went to visit Hawthorne house she would hide behind a wall and watch her cousins play because she wanted to play with them but was too scared to ask 🥲

But eventually Jamesons daughter noticed her and invited her to play with them.

I also think she’d be suprisingly funny

Jamesons son is a nightmare.

he’s just like his father but so much worse, he’s definitely a crazy kid who runs around the house naked screaming that he wants mashed potatoes.

He plays football and in high school is like the ultimate popular kid.

I also agree with @hathorneheiress that he would be terrified of Grayson

He definitely hit his parents when he was little and didn’t get what he wanted.

he grew out of it though.

however, his sister was more of a whiner.

she looked just like Avery

she’s a little quieter than her brother and like her mother to read to her.

she’s very extroverted though, and can make Graysons daughter very nervous.

she’s on Country heights days debate team.

she then finds out that graysons daughter writes the speeches for her debate club, but doesn’t actually do the debating (cause y’know)

they bond over that and become really close.

She love love love loves butterflies, Jameson once bought her a book on different butterflies and she could name 20 different types by 7

Xanders son Is the perfect mix of him and max

him and Jamesons son get along perfectly

Grayson always catches them doing something they shouldn’t and every time jamesons kid starts crying and begging for Grayson to spare him. Grayson never tells

he really good and science

he once got and award for it in school and xander got him a dozen back of donuts for him to celebrate.

him and Isaiah are really close.

<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> Hope you enjoyed these, I really loved writing them 😭

[sjofn-lofnsdottr]

— B A S I C S

Name: Bellinor Lanverlais

Nicknames: Dusk, which is the name he goes by in almost all circumstances. The vast majority of people don't know his actual first name.

Age: 39, I'll tick him over to 40 when Dawntrail starts. Happy birthday?

Nameday: 21st Sun of the Second Umbral Moon

Race: Elezen, Wildwoodishgardian

Gender: Dude

Orientation: Pansexual, polyamorous

Profession: Gunbreaker, will still do DRK and DRG things occasionally. Also a carpenter.

— P H Y S I C A L A S P E C T S

Hair: Blondie blond blond with some white highlights that he doesn't want to think about but luckily blend in pretty well. He also has a beard. He will never shave it.

Eyes: Dark Green

Skin: Light skinned, but does look like he goes into the sun occasionally. He promises he goes into the sun occasionally.

Tattoos/scars: Nope!

— F A M I L Y

Parents: Extremely alive. His father is named Bernon, and he was a pikeman in the Ishgardian military until he and his wife deserted left, and he is currently a maverick Wood Wailer who should probably hand in his badge. His mother is named Gwenolie, she was a chirugeon in Ishgard, which is how she met Bernon in the first place. She retired completely upon reaching Gridania ... as far as Gridania knows, at least.

Siblings: His twin sister, Orianne. Her nickname, of course, is Dawn. She's a botanist most of the time, unless she feels like the Scions are not doing a good enough job keeping an eye on her brother. Then she's a lancer who recently picked up reaper, since it's hard to feel like you're pulling your weight when your brother and his boyfriend bro are both extra special dragoons, you know?

Grandparents: ALSO VERY ALIVE, although they're all getting on in years. Gwenolie's parents are Lionnet and Aurelle Tirauland. Lionnet is a (mostly) retired chocobo trainer, Aurelle is a retired knight. Bernon's parents are Ciceroix and Iliette Lanverlais. Ciceroix was also a pikeman in the military (now retired) and Iliette is a retired archer.

In-laws and Other: It's kinda funny this asks for in-laws but not ... partners? Farron is Dusk's almost-husband, which makes Farron's semi-adopted dad, Bjalla, Dusk's almost-father-in-law. Farron also has two kids, twins, named Sverre and Kara, who seem keen to adopt Dusk. The twins live on the First. It's a whole thing. And Estinien is ... <waves hand vaguely>.

Pets: Dusk and Farron are currently raising two amaro babies, which probably count. Their names are Eo Lad and Sul Lad, and they're adorable. There's also Duck, of course, but he's not a pet.

— S K I L L S

Abilities: He has an excellent memory for names and visuals. He is an excellent carpenter. He's also usually pretty good in social situations.

Hobbies: He enjoys woodworking, playing piano or cello, or painting when it's Hobby Time.

— T R A I T S

Most Positive Traits: Kind, determined, resilient.

Most Negative Traits: Sore loser, has a very difficult time telling concise stories, tends to hide when he's Not Alright from most people.

— L I K E S

Colors: Greens and blues.

Smells: Sawdust, and the way super cold, crisp air smells.

Textures: I have never thought about this question, and I do not intend to start. He probably likes when he runs a hand over something he's sanded and it feels perfect, though. Does that count?

Drinks: Likes finding new teas to try. Also a closet wine snob.

— O T H E R D E T A I L S

Smokes: Not tobacco! :D

Drinks: As mentioned, he is into wine. He usually stops drinking once he feels himself getting tipsy, but ... not always.

Drugs: don't worry about it

Mount Issuance: His chocobo Pike, of course. He also has an amber draught chocobo named Lance.

Been Arrested: Uhhh unless that one time in Ul'dah counts, nope!

I was tagged by @alixennial, thank you! I don't want to tag every single FFXIV mutual I have, so uh ... if you're one of them, do the thing if you want. :P

[nebulablakemurphy]

Through Love And By Love (Pt. 1)

Draco Malfoy x Fem!OC

Summary: Twenty-Two years ago, Draco Malfoy used the imperius curse to slow Voldemort’s rise to power. No good deed goes unpunished.

Warning: this series contains mature subject matter surrounding the use of the imperius curse, reader discretion advised.

“If you ask me, the most mishandled aspect of the wizarding war, will always be Rosanna McVay’s tragic entanglement to the Malfoy family.” The reporter’s voice booms over the radio.

“Oi, give it a rest.” Their cohost retorts.

“That girl was bred like cattle, she lost her entire life to that family. She fell in love with a monster and Draco Malfoy fell in love with the prettiest thing he’d ever seen. He enjoys her the way a child does a toy.”

“And that is where we disagree. Draco Malfoy sold his soul to the devil, to save Rosanna McVay; and it’s people like you that’ve forced the reopening of this case, after over twenty years!”

“Pish, posh, the trial was rushed and we all know it. The imperius charm is listed as an unforgivable curse for a reason. The minister for magic, at present, recognizes that in a way that Kingsley Shacklebolt failed to.”

“Hermione Granger-Weasley would not open this can of worms of her own accord, but given the recent outcry, her hands are tied.”

Hermione. Rosanna’s best friend since childhood.

“Scorpius.” Another voice calls, not from the radio. This time addressing him directly.

“Mum, I was just-” the boy begins to defend himself.

Rosanna smiles, kindly. “Finish getting ready for the train, it’s almost time to go.”

“Why are we leaving so early?” The train back to school doesn’t leave for hours.

“We’re driving down this year.”

“Driving?” They’ve always taken the floo.

“Photographers from the paper expect us to come through the floo network. This way will be better, less hectic.” Rosanna explains. “Plus, we have a chance for car karaoke.”

“Right,” Scorpius chokes out. Car karaoke…as if she and his father haven’t been running mad, meeting with lawyers, to clear Draco’s name from crimes committed, against her, more than two decades ago.

Rosanna leaves him to it. Scorpius is number five of their six children. The rest daughters, ranging in age from two to twenty-one.

Their eldest, Leo, followed in her mother’s footsteps, as a proud Gryffindor. Joining the Holyhead Harpies after finishing school.

The second born, Arlo, a Ravenclaw; graduated with honors.

Followed closely by the twins, Vega, Gryffindor and Polaris, Slytherin.

Scorpius joined her, in their father’s former house.

And little Corina is far too young to be sorted.

Draco is still in the kitchen, when Rosanna returns. Corina in her high chair, demanding more scrambled eggs, faster than her father can serve her. Pouting unhappily as she waits.

Rosanna passes a hand over her strawberry blonde baby curls, the same shade as her own hair. Making her way over to her husband, leaning against the counter beside the stove.

“What is it, love?” Draco murmurs, feeling the heaviness in the air around her.

“Scorpius…he was listening to the radio. A talk show.”

“Mmm.” Draco hums, in acknowledgment. “They’ll be on about it in the common rooms as well, I suppose. At least he has Albus, Polaris. Vega will have Arlene and Rose, if she needs someone in her house to-”

Rosanna nods, coming to wrap both arms around his waist and resting her head against the expanse between his shoulder blades.

It’s never been this bad. No one following them to snap a photo or beating at the manor doors demanding answers.

In many ways, their story demands attention for it’s riveting and…controversial nature. Perhaps because there are only two people in the world who know what happened in its entirety.

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Rosanna McVay transfers, from Ilvermorny school of witchcraft and wizardry, to Hogwarts at the beginning of her third year. Entirely against her wishes and as a result of her parents, Archer and Dixie, transferring to higher positions within the Ministry of Magic.

"This will be a good change, baby, you'll see." Her mother promises.

At Ilvermorny, students are placed into houses based on the four carvings of the great hall and which reacts to the student in question. The houses represent one part of an entire wizard. Rosanna herself being a proud Pukwudgie, the heart.

Leaving her life, namely her friends and grandmother, who she's always shared a special bond with, to move part way across the world; is the hardest thing Rosanna has ever done. Then again change is never easy.

Once at Hogwarts, she's placed into Gryffindor, the moment the sorting hat touches her strawberry blonde locks.

Rosanna makes new friends among her house mates. Most famously with Ron, Hermione, and Harry; all in her year.

When Rosanna is forced to partner with Draco Malfoy on a class assignment, things go down hill quickly from there.

Fate is tricky that way. Tricky and cruel.

Draco is different. He’s rough around the edges and sharp enough to cut deep where he wants to.

He doesn’t have time for her, the half blood transfer student with whom he’s forced to share half of his grade.

He picks her apart, wondering just how many times he’ll send her off, lip quivering, before the nutter of a professor will stop pairing them together.

But the two of them receive top marks once, twice, three times, four. Rosanna is a good partner, though Draco will never admit it. She works hard and with practice, learns to ignore his jabs.

Until the day she doesn’t. Slapping the quill from his hand, leaving blotches of dark ink on the parchment.

“You’re an asshole.” Rosanna snaps, “I’m getting a new partner.”

“Go right ahead.” Draco waves her away. There’s nothing she can say to the professor that he hasn’t already tried.

A few moments later she returns to the desk, fuming.

“Not getting a new partner after all, McVay?” Draco welcomes her back, with a smug grin.

“Maybe if we start flunking this class he’ll reconsider.”

“You should never cut off your nose to spite your face.” Draco reminds her, “or do they not teach that in America?”

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It becomes a bit of a sport really, getting under her skin. And oh how he does, like a school boy, tugging at his sweetheart’s hair on the playground.

"Do you like butter beer?" Malfoy asks as they're packing up their books for next period.

“Not after you’ve poisoned it.” Rosanna rolls her eyes.

Those big, brown, eyes that send Draco’s insides to a frenzy. If he could… Just once… just to get her out of his system-

"Hogsmeade has the best, straight from the tap." Draco holds her gaze. “Seeing as we’re clearly going to be working together through the end of this year, what harm could one butter beer do?”

His proximity makes her nervous, he can feel it.

Just one time, Rosanna reasons. Just to get him out of her system. “Fine.”

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They kiss, for the first time, behind the little Hogsmeade pub. Realizing too late that they won’t be able to stop.

Kissing Rosanna is brilliant, sweet, like nectar from a forbidden fruit. All swollen lips and flushed cheeks as she pulls away, panting.

“This is a mistake,” she breathes.

“Clearly,” Draco agrees.

But for whatever reason they lean in again.

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This new…tolerance of one another is shocking to their classmates and friends.

“Not to worry about her filthy blood, Draco.” Theodore Nott calls, from his spot lunging on the settee of the Slytherin common room. “I’m sure you can clean it right out of her.”

The room erupts into laughter; hushed whispers follow.

She is one hell of a half blood.

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The Yule Ball presents a unique opportunity for Draco to disappoint his father. He’s going to ask Rosanna, because the thought of Potter’s hands on her waist makes him want to come out of his skin.

Nothing serious though, of course. Lots of purebloods have been known to fool around with those of lesser status before settling down. This was just that.

At least that’s what Draco tells himself as he hand picks a dress for his date. Slipping it into a over sized box and slamming it down on the Gryffindor table, in the great hall, during breakfast.

“Draco?” Rosanna spits up a bit of her pumpkin juice.

“It’s for you to wear to the ball,” he explains. “With me.”

Rosanna shakes her head with a smirk. “Asshole.”

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The night of the Yule Ball they dance until sun up, their feet ache and exhaustion paints their features.

“Thank you for tonight.” Rosanna whispers against his shoulder. She knows this isn’t forever.

“Thank you.” This night, and every night after belongs to her.

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The formation of Dumbledore's Army and the addition of Dolores Umbridge to Hogwarts; creates a unique divide between Draco and Rosanna. Draco takes his place on the inquisitorial squad and Rosanna trains with Harry and their friends, in the room of requirement.

The night they are caught and forced to write lines with Dolores’ special quills, Draco nearly Avadas the old witch.

"Let's see your hand,” Draco snaps. Coming to collect Rosanna the moment they are dismissed.

"It's fine." Rosanna shakes her head at him. "Doesn't hurt."

“You’re lying, let me see.” He insists, consumed by the urge to kiss her wounds; letter for letter.

That’s probably why Lucius finally demands to meet her.

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Winter break comes, Rosanna spends the night after Christmas at Malfoy manor. This life simply isn’t for her.

Perhaps that’s why Draco’s parents have allowed her there. To finally scare her away, once and for all.

Though she must admit, if only to herself, that Draco doesn’t really belong here either.

The boy in question creeps into the guest room, where Rosanna is planning her escape. Maybe she’ll tell them she has food poisoning and needs to return home early.

“What are you doing?” Rosanna’s brows furrow at the intrusion.

"Come on." Draco whispers, "there’s something I need to show you." He takes Rosanna's hand, leading her down a number of staircases to the lowest level. It's pitch black save for the light coming from the tip of Draco's wand.

"Are you ready to tell me what the hell it is?" She huffs.

"What do you know about prophecies?" Draco asks.

"Not a lot, but I'm sure you're gonna educate me." Rosanna leans in with renewed interest.

"They're derived from seers, a form of divination. Some are rubbish, the ministry doesn't bother with those. Others are kept in the hall of prophecies." Draco pauses, making sure he hasn't overloaded her with information.

"Following." Rosanna nods, listening intently.

"Only a person about whom a prophecy is made has the ability to remove it from the hall. Same as the prophecy will only speak for those it pertains to. My father keeps it down here." The fair haired boy explains.

"Your dad has a prophecy?" Rosanna asks, tightening the ponytail atop her head.

"No, I do. He brought me down to the ministry last week." Draco moves toward the locked box, on the center shelf of the stained oak bookcase, against the back wall. Producing a crystal ball with white glowing dust inside.

"They call across land and sea." A voice fills the room, the second it touches his hand.

Rosanna cringes when Draco places it into her palm.

"Just listen." He hushes her. Watching in wonder as it continues to speak.

"Born from the dark, through she, redeemed. Born from the dirt, through he, blossoms. Through love and by love, castles will crumble. A lion heart, tried and true; chooses a side the other must lose." The disembodied voice finishes.

"What does it mean?" Rosanna all but tosses the crystal back into its box.

"I was hoping you'd help me riddle that out." Malfoy purses his lips.

The girl wraps both arms around herself, tightly.

"I haven't told my father what it says. I wanted you to hear it first." Draco tells her.

"Do you really think it’s about us?" Rosanna doesn't understand, not really. But she can feel, in her bones, that no good will come from this.

"It spoke for you, same as it did for me. We need to sort out what it means before it's too late." Draco says. "We'll go back to your room and get started."

Part 2

[alalaya2]

Tim Drakes sleeping habits save the Earth

Part 9 Death is a punk Goth

Morrigan like her older brother always knew things Things she was suppose to know and things she was defiantly not suppose to know. It did help with her rambunctious Friends/ siblings that she was the one who always knew how a journey would end. Lazarus would start there journeys Clockwork could see where they would go, she would see the end of the journey and their friends/siblings of chose made the journey worth taking. I had save them all a lot of grief in the long run knowing which pitfalls to avoid especially if both she and her Brother told them not to do it. Vortex nine time out of ten did it any way the Crazy loon that he was took it as a challenge. It would not surprises Morrigan if the Yahoo became a deliquesce in her absents.

It was not until she had married Lazarus and became pregnant with her twins that she saw two different ending she was Death and death was an end and a new beginning. she could watch her babies grow up and have children of their own only for most of the Realms being destroyed or she could miss so much of their life and the would suffer but they would survive and some day maybe even be happy and the realms would flourish. She was the Phantom Queen in the end their really wasn't a choice.

Morrigan allowed herself to Fade into the realms of the Endless and with the realms of the Endless was her younger siblings Destiny, Dream (formerly Morpheus, succeeded by Daniel), Destruction ("The Prodigal"), Desire, Despair ,Delirium (formerly "Delight"). She knew that she needed to keep them safe and that one day she would take them into the infinite Realms to save the balance they all protected. It was hard watching her Children Grow up without her and watching the hardship all of her family went through. the only comfort she had was a small locket watch that Clockwork had given to her with its steady ticking she knew the day it died was the day that she could go home and it was a day she was Dreading.

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Danny hurt all over his head hurt his body hurt and even his hair hurt he could see some ghost that had gone missing a few days ago secured to a slab the Scientist. He was luck or unlucky that as a Ghost his voice and hands were not intermetal to communicating. They had Klemper his Blond hair was matted with his own ectoplasm he was missing one of his red eyes. Klemper Reached out to his aura to his king ‘Friend, King. no not you’

‘How? Missing, who else’

“Ambushed, Trap, Promus of Friend, Archer gone.’

Archer was one of Doras subjects he was just starting to be trusted to go out of the Dragon Kingdom Aragon had not treated his subjects well and his soldiers even worse. Jazz had given Dora resources to help, and they were finally started to heal and move forward. Danny allowed himself one moment to mourn his passing and focused back onto Klemper and any others that may be there.

‘Others?’

‘Yes Plaything, Rebreather others don’t Know 15 more’

Over 20 of his Subjects he knew some were missing in the living Realms and no one knew it was that many and there was no telling how many others had faded like Archur. It was as if his core was a glacier, and it was starting to melt and Crumble at the thought of some many of his subjects he couldn’t save couldn’t PROTECT. His Fight had discovered that he had a Dule obsession Space and the protections of all that was in it the fact that his people were suffering, and he couldn’t protect them was painful. ‘Stay strong, will get you all out, help will come.’ Klemper just projected a string of emotions that Danny didn’t catch.

Klemper was a little over 100 years old he had Died during WWI Due to Mustard gas he knew that the young king was just Trying to protect him in any way he can. He had been with the GIW too long and he would not last the rest of the day. Already he could feel his core starting to dissolve but, the thought was nice almost like a Friend trying to comfort you. At least this time he would not die alone with out a friend or as near a Friend as a ghost enemy can get. ‘Sorry king, to late, to late, much to late thank you not alone friend.’

Danny watched in horror as Klemper seemed to shimmer a bit then he started to dissolve leaving bits of snow as he became less and less. Danny screamed as much as he could with his muzzle and restraints. He’s chest Rumbled shaking the table he had been strapped to and that Rumble started to shake the building as well. There was shouting in the halls outside the room, but Danny didn’t hear, nor did he care one of his had faded right in front of him and he could do nothing. Klemper was a little annoying, but he didn’t deserve this, none of them did.

Finally, Agent O burst in the room while he was trying to cover his ears as much as possible. Agent O glared at Danny shouting at him to shut up, but Danny could not hear him over the sounds of his own muffled screams. He had had enough and kicked the Button on the side of Danny’s table, shocking Danny into oblivion. Agent O, pleased with how he was able to take out the Ghost Scum was happy that despite that little hiccup everything was going smoothly.

This, all the GIW later find out, would be proven false because The Batfam and the JL were on the case Clark had heard the scream and told batman which Direction it was coming from. The Bats were able to find the tremors from the scream and pinpoint where Danny was they alerted everyone and everyone was ready for a throwdown.

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[perhapsisuppose]

you. give me your ninjago headcanons

the joy that surged through me.

i have a LOT

my faves tho are related around what they’d look like as humans

cole - definitely a big guy, super strong, would have darker skin and cool hair. i sometimes see people hc him as blasian or indian and both of those ARE SO FITTING

I fully and firmly believe cole is a metaphor for being gay

the royal blacksmiths ep in s1 is smth i have always felt was a subtle nod to the struggle of being gay and having a “double life” where he was nervous to tell his dad.

zane - either darker skin for human form or just the titanium (i think he’s a metaphor for autism 😈)

jay - white. canadian, probably. freckled everywhere, redhead bs, etc. (my adhd twin) the thinnest ninja, my guy is muscly but thin.

nya and kai - asian, tan skin, nya is definitely taller after s8 when they all start to grow up. nya’s bulky but kai is on the thinner side.

lloyd - asian, sometimes i see him portrayed as tan, and sometimes white. either work in my head. he’s not that thin, probably middle build.

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random ones i’ve collected :

- jay’s special interest is video games, hence why they pop up as a constant interest for him throughout seasons, unlike the baking and cooking he mentions in the pilot (those were definitely his past fixations.)

- jay has a knack for inventing and tinkering - maybe it was a past fixation because it did fade as nya took the character role of “inventor”

- kai thinks cole is probably the hottest dude he’s ever seen, whether romantically or platonically is up to you, but he’s definitely had at least one fleeting homo thought

- jay and zane stim and talk over robotics and tech for hours. nya often walks in and joins, but will leave after they fall down another inevitable rabbit hole.

- lloyd dyes his hair blonde. he was born with terrifyingly bright blonde hair, but it became darker into a light brown with his rapid aging in s2. he just prefers the blonde.

- misako 100% has had some cheating-ass romantic interaction with wu while garm was out of the picture.

- harumi doesn’t love lloyd. she loves the idea of him. all she wanted was to be protected, and here’s the easy-to-manipulate, powerful, and cute green ninja - her easiest way to feel in control, whether subconscious or not at first.

- while arguing about nya with kai, jay has definitely pulled something like “what, you want me to marry you instead, asshole??” “you can say you’re jealous.”

- cole and jay have a closer bond than many.

- during the early seasons when cole was “interested” in nya, i hc that as him either experimenting or caring for her and confusing it for romantic love.

- nya struggles to say ‘i love you’ directly to jay due to the intense vulnerability it fills her with. she shows it in many other ways, and regrets not saying it sooner before seabound

- jay is insecure about this. ^

- that one archer ghost from s5 who wanted ronan’s soul bc of some deal he made was DEFINITELY into him. or vice versa.

- pythor and scales are 100% a divorced couple. how would that work lore-wise? it wouldn’t. they just are.

- chen is into the most fucking kinky shit you could ever fathom. he was alone on that island for a long, long time.

and is insane.

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IF I THINK OF MORE OR IVE FORGOTTEN SOME, ILL TELL U!!!!

YIPPEEEE

[erosjournal]

valgrace playlist !!

romeo and juliet ; valgrace

gold rush - taylor swift

till forever falls apart - ashe, FINNEAS

invisible string - taylor swift

if i saw him i’d still kiss him - mccafferty

the great war - taylor swift

right where you left me - taylor swift

daylight - taylor swift

astronomy - conan gray

dress - taylor swift

talk too much - coin

atlantis - seafret

heathers - conan gray

gorgeous - taylor swift

the archer - taylor swift

the alchemy - taylor swift

the prophecy - taylor swift

mirrorball - taylor swift

twin size mattress - the front bottoms

the blond- tv girl

mary - alex g

bottom - mccafferty

call it what you want - taylor swift

ms americana and the heart break prince - taylor swift

so high school - taylow swift

hot to go - chappell roan

say yes to heaven - lana del ray

apocalypse - cigarettes after sex

greek god - conan gray

family line - conan gray

sailor song - gigi perez

die with a smile - lady gaga, bruno mars

rollercoaster - the bleachers

touch tank - quinnie

meteor shower - cavetown

tim, wish you were born a girl - of montreal

sports - beach bunny

love you like a love song - selena gomez

wolves - selena gomez

kiss me - sixpence none the richer

national anthem - lana del ray

mr. loverman - ricky montgomery

iris - the goo goo dolls

bubble gum - clairo

can i call you tonight - dayglow

good luck, babe - chappell roab

death bed (coffee) - powfu, beabadoobee

that’s so true - gracie abrams

@iwannascreameurekaa

[thebetterbartontwin]

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Name: Charlotte Middle Name: Fiona  Last Name: Barton  Full Name: Charlotte Fiona Barton Nicknames: Charcoal (preferred name), Twin Sis, C (Clint), Hot Chocolate (Dani) Merida (Tony) and Clint’s Female Doppelgänger (Natasha) Alias: Nighthawk. SHIELD Alias: Agent Barton

Face Claim: Amber Heard Age Range: 41-53  Birthday: June 18  Citizenship: American 🇺🇸  Past Allegiances: S.H.I.E.L.D. Current Allegiances: The Avengers

Gender: female  Pronouns: she/her Sexuality: Straight ally  

Current Occupation: Part Time Avenger  Past Occupations: Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D Abilities/Skills: expert marksmanship, good at archery, hand to hand combat, weapons and martial arts  mastery, acrobat, gymnast, dancer and can play the banjo and saxophone.

Appearance: pale skin, dirty blonde hair and brown eyes  Everyday Outfit: a black plaid flannel jacket, navy blue jeans, a burgundy t-shirt and a dark brown boots.

Avenger Suit: identical to her brother’s suit. (www.pinterest.com/pin/142707881930174751/)

Other Suits: Avenger Time Travel Suit and a SHIELD agent uniform.  Personality: similar to her twin brother, brave operative with a deadpan focus, dedicated to her job of protecting the innocent, good sense of humor, sassy, intelligent, funny, uplifting, outgoing, thoughtful, kindhearted, sweet, creative, upbeat, supportive, generous and caring. 

Hobbies: dancing, practicing archery and music, traveling, swimming, yoga, hiking, bird watching, art and music.

Quotes: “You are only 15 seconds older! That does not automatically make you the older sibling!”

“If you call yourself the older twin, one more time Francis, I’m going throw this coffee pot at your head!”

Theme Songs: The Archer by Taylor Swift, Born This Way by Lady Gaga and Take a Hint by Victorious Cast.

Symbol: a kite 🪁  Family Mother: Edith Barton Twin Brother: Clint Barton Older Brother: Barney Barton Sister-In-Law: Laura Barton Nephews: Cooper and Nathaniel Barton Niece: Lila Barton. Adopted Niece: Aurora Byers-Rogers-Barton Friends/Allies Best Friends: Natasha Romanoff, Steve Rogers, and Daniella Romanoff-Barnes Close Friends: Bruce Banner, Thor, Tony Stark and Maria Hill  Friends: Kate Bishop, Wanda Maximoff, Sam Wilson, Rhodey, Vision and Scott Lang Allies: T’Challa, Doctor Strange, Phil Coulson, Nick Fury and Wong Frenemies/Enemies Frenemies: Bucky Barnes and Yelena Belova Enemies: Hydra, Loki, Thanos and his army Other Mentors: unknown  Life-Savers: none yet Acquaintances: Valkyrie, Carol Danvers, Peter Parker and Happy Hogan.

@thewhitespiderwitch @whosafraidoflittleoldme17 @nataliaromanova-official @proud-owner-0f-americas-ass @we-love-redwing

@serenastark-official @more-than-toast

[hannahhook7744]

You’re on Your Own, Kid (You Always Have Been);

Summary: The Badun Detective Agency founding members (and Elle) are used to being on their own. Here are just a few examples. Cowritten with @igetthedisneybox . Trigger warnings: child abuse, child neglect, child abandonment, swearing, mentioned child murder, animal abuse, car accidents leading to serious injuries, implied suicide, child labor, ableism, etc.

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The rain pelted the ground as the sky above thundered on.

Helga tightened her grip on the two baskets in her hand, making sure they didn’t slip. Despite her heavy load, she traversed the streets of the Isle with all the grace and poise of an assassin, until she finally made it to her destination.

Hell Hall.

Sneaking up the steps, she placed the two baskets on the doorstep, making sure the note was fully visible.

Her twin babies stared up at her, blinking innocently. Harold had the letter addressed to their father and the De Vil’s clutched in his chubby fist.

“Be good you two. But be sure to give them hell. God knows they’ll need it.”

“Ma—” Her daughter, Mabletrude, babbled happily. Reaching for her with one hand and clutching her little wooden doll in the other.

Helga felt a pain in her chest, but she ignored it. “Bye, little ones. Ma loves you.” She banged her fist on the door three times, then ran into the bushes, out of sight, but able to watch.

Harry watched her go and when he realized she wasn't going to come back and get them, he started to wail. 

Loud swearing could be heard from inside for a few minutes before someone finally answered the door. 

It took her a moment to recognize them.

“Hunter.” She breathed, almost wanting to come out of the bushes, to see her son. But she thought better of it. He would only be angry.

That is, if he even recognized her. They hadn't seen each other since before her Archer (his father) died more than nine years ago, after all.

The bleach blonde looked around confused for a moment before looking down—his brown eyes going comically wide before he hesitantly took them inside.

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The last thing Elle remembered when she woke up was the family car crashing and pain. Horrible, horrible pain in her back and legs that was nothing like she'd ever felt before in her long three years of life. 

Pain that was now completely gone. Replaced by a strange numbness that was completely overshadowed by how blurry everything in this strange, new, bright place was. 

“Mama?”

Her mother didn't respond or come running to her call. 

“Papa?”

Her father didn't either. 

So…Elle tried to get up, only to faceplant on the floor—causing the little brunette to start crying. 

A man and a woman, who had been standing outside the door talking to a nurse, came rushing in. “Are you alright, dear?”

“I want my mama!” Elle sniffled, trying to push herself to her feet—almost causing her to faceplant agan. 

The woman gently lifted her up and back onto the bed. “Honey…your mama had to go away.”

“Then I wants papa!”

The man winced. “Your papa had to go away too. I’m sorry, little one.”

“I wanna go home then!” Elle yelled, getting more and more frustrated. “I wanna go home!”

The woman sighed. “Dear…we’re gonna be taking you to our home for now.”

“Why?”

“Since your parents…someone needs to take care of you. We decided that we wanted to be the ones to take care of you.” Eric chimed in.

Elle made a face. Trying to understand. “I don't… I don't understands.”

“We know, Elle.” Ariel tried to soothe. “This is hard to understand. We’ll try and help you the best we can.”

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A loud bang rang out throughout the small area of land where the Bing circus was located, followed by an even louder, high-pitched scream. 

It came from Maximilian and Hermie Bing’s trailer. 

“Goodness, what was that?” Colette looked alarmed at the trailer.

Holt looked wary. “No idea. Should we go check it out?”

Colette looked at him like he was insane. “Somebody just screamed from our boss’s trailer. Yes we should go check it out!”

Holt got up, still wary and looked at the others: Mainly his two children—Joey and Milly. “You two stay here.”

Just then, the screaming got louder. 

Holt whirled around towards the sound. “That sounds like Hermie! Let’s go!” He began to run towards the sound.

“DADDY! DADDY!” The seven year old’s cries became clearer and clearer the closer he got. 

“Hermie!” Holt called out as he and Colette approached the trailer.

She didn't respond and just kept screaming. 

Bursting into the trailer, all they could see was the little brunette standing in the doorway to her dad's room. Her back to them. 

“Hermie? What’s wrong, what happened?” Colette approached the screaming girl cautiously. Only to immediately get a glimpse of some kind of red liquid on the floor. 

Colette tried to pull Hermie away from the door. “Holt, go get…somebody. Anybody. There’s…I think there’s blood…” She trailed off.

Holt didn't need to be told twice. 

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Jace sniffled, pressing the coldest thing he could find to his wrist. 

His mother hovered over him, unsure of what else she could do. “See? It’s not that bad. That’ll heal up nicely.”

“I hate her, mama.” the seven year old replied miserably. “And I hate him too.”

“Hate isn’t a very nice word, dear.” Katrina said through a wince.

“Well Cru-ella isn't nice either.” He huffed, defiant.

“I know, I know. But we have to be better than her.”

“Which isn’t hard.” She thought, but did not say.

“How can we be better if she kills us like she did the others?” Jace muttered. Grumpily.

Katrina blinked. She felt like all the breath had been stolen from her lungs. “What are you talking about?”

The smaller brunette squinted at her, clearly confused. “Whaddya mean what am I talking about? She killeds James and maybe the others too.”

James was Jace’s oldest half brother. 

It seemed like all she could do was stare. “Jacey? Please tell Mommy that you're joking. That this is a prank.”

He looked even more confused. “No… she pushed him down the stairs cause he wouldn't let her hit Hunter.”

Katrina tried to catch her breath. This was…she didn’t know how to deal with this. But first things first: Jace could not see her try and figure this out. ��My, look at the time. It’s bedtime for Jacey.”

Jace grumbled. “Do I have to mama?”

“Yes. Good boys go to bed.” Just a few more minutes, and then she could break down. She could try and figure things out.

He huffed but went anyway, figuring that he could just spend more time with her in the morning.

But she wasn't there in the morning.

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Little Reza flapped his hands in excitement as he read the astronomy book he'd found.

“Cut that out!” His father snapped at him, looking up from his work.

The nine year old immediately shrunk away from him. 

“And that book is mine. Are you trying to steal from me, child?” His voice became dangerously low.

“N-no father, I found it in the barge. It's not your—”

“Give it here!” Tareq interrupted, holding out his hand. “You little thief! You should know better than to touch my things!”

“No! It's mine—”

In one fell swoop, Tareq had ripped the book out of Reza’s hands, while simultaneously shoving him backwards. He thumbed through the book, disgust on his face. “Bah. I got the newest addition years ago. Garbage.” He tossed the book onto his desk, high enough that Reza couldn’t reach.

Reza couldn't help but scowl. Forgetting where he was.

“What was that?” Tareq glared at his son.

The ravenette backed away. “N-nothing baba.”

“What did I say about that word?!” He shoved himself right near Reza’s face, teeth ground together.

The small boy backed away, hunching in on himself.

“Go to your room, and stay there. Think about what you have done.”

Reza did, but not before mumbling “I hate you.”

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Eddie stood outside of Hades’ Souvlaki at 4am. Waiting for it to open. 

Luckily for him, Fern Coachmen was opening that morning and spotted him out the window. “Uh hello? What are you doing out there?”

The little brunette perked up. “Are you still hiring?”

Fern looked left and right, seeing if the boy was alone. “Are you volunteering?”

“Yes ma'am!”

“How old are you?” She asked, concerned.

He peered at her with big brown eyes, tilting his head to the side slightly. He wore clothes several sizes too big, even by isle kid standards (reminding her of her younger brother, Warren) and his eyes were slathered in eyeliner, making him look loosely like a raccoon. “Does it matter?”

Fern felt her motherly instincts kick in. “I suppose not, it’s not like this is particularly dangerous work. What’s your name, dear?”

“Edmund Balthazar, but everybody calls me Eddie.” 

“Eddie.” She smiled warmly. “I’m Fern. Come on in, we can warm you up. Get you something to eat.”

“Does this mean I get the job?”  He asked, following her in without a second thought. Making her wonder if he was even an isle kid to begin with, because most children she knew—even ones younger than this boy looked, tended to be wary. 

“Sure thing. We’ll see what we can do with you.” She hesitated. “Do…do your parents know that you’re here?”

“Kinda. Mama’s memory ain't so great anymore but I'm sure daddy will remember I'm here. He would have come instead but he can't move good no more after his fall.” The brunette shrugged, rolling up his sleeves. 

Fern couldn’t remember much about the Balthazars. Her and Panic never paid much mind to Isle gossip. “I see. Well, as long as they’re…semi okay with it.”

“They are!”

She smiled again. “Well, welcome aboard, Eddie!”

He smiled sleepily at her, with bags under his eyes that were heavier than any child's should be. 

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Yzla cried and cried into the cat shaped pillow her father had brought her on his latest visit back to the isle. 

Miserable.

“Why so glum, little one?” Her father’s voice sounded from behind her.

“You know why.” She sniffed. 

Cedric sighed. “I know you don’t like it when I leave for work. But it’s only temporary. I’ll be back before you know it.”

“But you just got here. Do you really have to go? Grandmother's always meaner when you're gone and Zevon always acts worse!”

“I’m sorry, Yzzy. I really am. I’m sure you can talk with your mother about these things, maybe she can help with Zevon?” Azma was a lost cause, so Cedric didn’t bother mentioning her.

“Mom tries but Zevon is hard to handle.” Yzla scowled, grumpy. “And she's got her handful with grandmother. And the twins can only do so much– especially when Lil Yaz keeps riling her up.”

He sighed again, frustrated. “There’s nothing I can do, Yzla. If I don’t go to work, I don’t get money, and if I don’t get money, we can’t eat or do science anymore.”

“Just leave me alone.” The eleven mumbled. “I'll handle it myself, like I always do.” 

Cedric immediately regretted being snappy with his daughter, but she didn’t seem to be in the mood for apologies, so he decided to let her be. “I love you, Yz. I’ll be back before you know it.” He smoothed her hair.

She said nothing. Knowing there was nothing she could say that would better the situation.

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Sheldon the turtle took a look at his surroundings, very displeased.

He was surrounded. By garbage.

How uncivilized.

He tottered along on his little stubby legs, nosing around some compost wondering if anything was decent enough to eat. 

He hadn't eaten all day!

He was gonna starve if he didn't find something this instance.

Oh, his family was going to get bit when he got back home. 

“Don't worry! I'll save you!”

Sheldon looked up from his musings to find a human child—different from the one in his family—with a brown bowl cut for hair, and brown eyes, and baggy clothes, leaning over the edge of the barge.

He blinked at the human child, wishing he could tell him that he could save himself thank you very much.

But he couldn’t. Because he was a turtle.

The child squirmed, sticking his tongue out in concentration as he moved forward. A net in hand. “Don't be scared!”

“Eddie, who are you talking to you?” Another human  child asked from out of Sheldon’s line of sight. 

The first child ignored them. 

Sheldon barely had time to wonder if he was going to try and catch him with that net, before he was scooped up like a common fish!

Along with a pair of… what did his human call them? Nomchunks?...

“There we go! I got ya little guy. Don't worry. My friends and I will take real good care of ya!”

[gryfflepuffinthetardis]

Valentía (Spencer Reid)

Valentía - Spanish – Courage

At only nineteen years old, working at the BAU for six months, being just as smart as THE Spencer Reid if not smarter, Zoe Noble-Valdez is the mysterious new girl who is both empathetic beyond most people and apathetic when it comes to social skills and dealing with her own emotions, being completely unpredictable other than her inane compassion and passion for the rights of mental health and everyone's right to live, is she just the person capable of saving lives and righting the assumptions of mental health.

But certain cases will prove to be difficult for her via her traumatic past, will she be able to hide her past trauma and internal darkness from the team and keep up her guise of both sunshine and apathy?

Only the oldest members of the BAU know her true identity as the daughter of two of the BAU's co-founders. Aaron Hotchner who met her when she was ten and still semi-innocent compared to how she is now; Jason Gideon—who was like a second father to her along with retired agent, David Rossi, both of whom helped raised her and her twin sister like one of their own; and one of their fellow co-founders of the BAU, Alexander Noble, the single father to two genius twins after his girlfriend was kidnapped and killed by an UnSub after giving birth to Zarah but before Zoe while Zoe barely survived.

Zoe shows traits of all her mentors. But she’s also Zoe Noble-Valdez and certain parts of herself scare her, especially when she can’t really see too much difference between her and the UnSubs she catches… how can she when she’s missing gaps of memory for long periods of time in her life.

Reeeeeaaaaally slow burn, but I mean come on, there's sixteen seasons and I think his first serious love interest is in season eight so buckle up. I'm talking about half way through they still won't be together. Also, I will recast Lila Archer (I like the episode,  it's one of my favorites from season one, the actress being the glaring issue in it) as she grew up to become a real life UnSub. (Obviously, I’m exaggerating but she still tried to ruin the life a very good man—Johnny Depp. How dare she try to ruin his life!?) I will also recast Seaver, I don't have anything against the actress but she's just too similar-looking to JJ, I think. It will still be a blonde actress, maybe Lili Reinhart, you know because she played Betty Cooper in Riverdale and if you seen enough you know the other similarities between those two characters. Warning: This series will have violence towards all kinds of people, descriptions of discrimination, mentions of rape and pedophilia, death, and mental health. The main character has ADHD (which will be somewhat accurate because I have ADHD too), Cyclothymia, PTSD, Non-suicidal self-injury disorder, and high-functioning borderline personality disorder (this is what I'm most worried about because she is a bit of a violent character and may be pushed to a violent dissociative break a few times, but this is not an insult or a judgment of the disorder, simply her character and her way of dealing with certain situations in order for her to survive.) This character also deeply believes the Hispanic beliefs associated with the Day of the Dead (I am not Hispanic but I love this belief and when I first started writing this I was not aware that it was not actually a religion so I apologize if it comes across like that.)

[empressofthelibrary]

I'm gonna love playing with Bailey's being bad with faces and how she has to play catch-up on everything.

The tiny blonde archer girl who dresses in red and is a friend of Bart's? That's... Ah, shoot, her name's Mia, right? Bart calls her his sister, but that's honorific. Other people have picked up the nickname, which isn't that weird.

Wait, retired? But...? ...Must be a recent decision.

...wait, no, there's two of them, apparently. That makes sense. And one of them is named... Sister, or something. That's... Confusing. Could Ollie just not come up with two names for his twins when they were born?

It's short for Suzanne? Oh, that makes so much more sense.

Okay, she's got it now, they're twins and Ollie got custody of one and their mom got custody of the other. Like in Parent Trap. Genre-typical nonsense.

Hold on, Mia's adopted?

...Roy, hotshot, honey, what the hell do you mean you only have one sister and the other one is technically yout aunt?

Who the fuck is Emi???

Every time she thinks she knows what's going on they throw her a new curveball. She's so goddamn confused -- at least Wally was nice enough to draw her a diagram.

[nightingale2004]

Jon Snow and Danaerys Targaryen children (I don't know why I'm doing this, but I am)

Vaera Snow Targaryen- The first of her name, Heir to house Targaryen, The twin dragon, High princess of the Andals and the first men, Twin to high prince Vaegon

Appearance: Black curly hair w/ white silver streaks (reaches her mid-back), pale skin, lean build, dark purple eyes

(Looks more like her father than her mother if he were female)

Personality: strong, persistent, inquisitive, ambitious, intensely determined, brave, kind, arrogant, confident, aggressive, charismatic, ruthless, passionate, caring, impulsive

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Vaegon Snow Targaryen- Second child to the house Targaryen, twin to high Princess Vaera, protector of the seven kingdoms, commander of the house Targaryen army (dragon army), protector of the realm, High prince of house Targaryen, The twin dragon, Master swordsman

Appearance: platinum blonde silver hair (reaches his shoulders), grey eyes, slight buff build, light tan skin

(Takes after his mother in appearance but more masculine)

Personality: brave, charismatic, resourceful, ruthless, bold, ambitious, calculating, loyal, caring, adventurous, competitive, aggressive

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Aemond Snow Targaryen-Third child of house Targaryen, protector of the seven kingdoms, advisor and strategist to House Targaryen, second in command to the dragon army, The clever dragon, Master Archer

Appearance: Black brown hair, purple eyes, lean buff build, and light tan skin

(Mixture between his mother and father)

Personality: brave, kind, caring, strategic, intelligent, resourceful, clever, wise, patient, loyal, open-minded, passionate

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Lyanna Snow Targaryen- Fourth child of house Targaryen, The she-wolf, princess of Andals and the first men, Lady of the seven kingdoms, Mistress swordsman (close to her older sister and brother)

Appearance: Brown hair w/ white streaks (reaches her upper mid-back), pale skin, grey eyes, lean build

(Takes after both her parents but is said to look and act more like her grandmother Lyanna herself incarnate)

Personality: willful, headstrong, independent, caring, bold, stubborn, confident, brave, loyal, strong-willed, clever, passionate

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Rhaelyra Snow Targaryen- The youngest in the house Targaryen, Lady of the seven kingdoms, The young dragon, the realms delight

Appearance: white platinum blonde hair (reaches her upper mid-back), light tan skin, lavender eyes, lean build

(Takes completely after her mom in Looks but acts more like her father)

Personality: caring, kind, shy, loyal, passionate, playful, mischievous, open-minded, cheerful, bubbly, stubborn, outgoing, brave, strong-willed

(That is the Snow Targaryen house. I once again have no idea why I did that, but there you go)

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Colossal Titan Twin Part 1

It's 4:00 in the morning as two lovely married couples are in bed sleeping together. As the alarm clock began to go off one of the married couples woke up to cut the alarm off. This particular person is a young female named Cali Hall. Since the day she was born Cali and her twin sister Tanya suffer for their stature short Napoleon Complex. Throughout the house Cali stands stool everywhere, one store for her to get in bed, another stool in the bathroom for her to wash your face and brush your teeth, and the last stool is in the kitchen for her to cook meals. This is an everyday routine for Cali, but for her this is just normal life.

Cali may be small for her size but she is a genius. Throughout their life Cali and Tanya have always been fascinated with scientists. Just like their mom and dad, the sisters fell in love with scientists. Even at a young age Cali and Tanya were very intelligent children. Both sisters competed in science fairs, science projects and even achieved many scientist awards. But that doesn't mean each sister doesn't have a little hobby. For Cali she is very interested in role playing, fantasy story and she is a huge fan of Dungeon and Dragon. As for her twin sister Tanya, she's very interested in video games and gymnastics. Through their whole life the sisters have been struggling with a Napoleon Complex, they always been stared at from other students. Most of the girls will not allow Tanya to join the gymnastics team because of her shortness. And Cali usually will be bullied by other girls because of her shortness. Even though both sisters were the top students in their classes they have a bright future ahead of them.

The twins were even accepted at Harvard University as both Tanya and Cali were studying the human growth hormone. Cali would've eventually found love with a young scientist named Dr. Steven Webber who studied in experimenting with growth hormones for people with less Muscle tissue in their bodies. This was actually the thing that Cali and her sister were looking for. Cali and Steven tied the knots as the two would end up getting married. Cali would also give birth to a young girl named Jessica Hall.

Cali begins to do her morning routine, waking up at 4:00 in the morning. She heads to the kitchen and begins to make breakfast, she grabs some pancake mix, eggs and bacon. She knows that her husband Steven loves her homemade pancakes. It's not a single day he wakes up eating some good homemade pancakes from Cali. "Ok Cali she's about to wake up at. 3… 2… 1" as she was done counting baby Jessica began to cry. "Just like I predicted 4:30." said Cali. She walks into Jessica's room and picks her up from her crib and carries her into the den. Cali switched on the TV as she started to watch the new channel while she began to breastfeed Jessica. "There, there Jessica mama right here." said Colossa as she fed Jessica.

"We have a special news report." Said the news reporter. "As you can see we see a giant blonde-haired woman wearing a Greek outfit. It seems like she is fighting a giant reptilian monster in the Pacific Ocean close to Newport Australia." Said the other reporter.

Cali watched closely as the news crew was filming this epic battle that was taking place in Newport Australia. "This what's the 10th time that mysterious woman is showing up." said Cali, talking to herself.

"She must have some connection to Nancy Archer. She have to?" said Cali

Throughout Cali life, Cali has been interested in Nancy Archer. Ever since Nancy Archer was introduced to the world after 50ft woman. Cali has been wondering what cost Nancy to grow at an incredible size. After she heard the story about Nancy's contact with UFO. And have the alien experiment on her that causes her to grow in size. Cali has been interesting and Nancy from day one. Cali also had a theory on Nancy believing that she is the mysterious woman that has been popping up ever since giant monsters have been showing up. She believes that Nancy is the giant woman on TV that is fighting this giant reptilian monster.

As a news crew continued to film the fight between the giant blonde hair woman and the giant retail monster. It turned out the giant blonde hair woman came out on top. As is shown on TV that she had decapitated the giant reptilian monster. As the helicopter began to surround the giant blonde hair woman, she mysteriously disappeared when fog began to appear. As fog was clear the giant blonde hair woman was nowhere around.

"Fascinating," said Cali. She looked at Jessica and said they just put it fast asleep. "Sleeping like an angel huh Jessie." said Cali. She gently lay Jessica down in her baby pin. Cali begins to make breakfast. As Cali was almost done with breakfast Steven had woken up. "Good morning sweetie." said Steven as he kissed Cali on the cheek. "Good morning dear" said Cali as she smiled.

"It looks like you made your famous homemade pancake." ask Steven. "Well you know dear. You have to start off with a good breakfast." said Cali. "So where is little Jessie?" ask Steven. "She's over in her playpen sleeping." said Cali. Steven walks over to see how Jessica is doing, as he sees Jessica is fast asleep. "Sleep tight Red" said Steven as he headed off to work. "Take care Cali" as he kisses her on the cheek. "You just be careful out there," said Cali. She took a deep breath for a minute as she was thinking to herself. "It's been 4 months since I gave birth to Jessica. But I still kind of miss working at the lab with Steve. said Cali talking to herself. Ring Ring Ring. The house phone begins to ring as Cali answers it. "Hello," said Cali. Hi sis, it's me Tianya."

As the two sisters begin to have a conversation on the phone. Tanya explains to Cali about the work her and Steven have been working on for many years. It turned out they need more money to continue this experiment and it seems like the company they're working for is not funding them any more. Cali couldn't believe what she's hearing. This is Steven's biggest dream to get their project up off the ground. Hearing about the company they're working for and doesn't want to spend the money anymore. She knows that Steven put all his heart and soul into this project and now they wanted to take it away from him. Tanya tells her sister not to worry about it. Knowing her brother-in-law, she believes Steven will find a way to come out on top and she has faith in him to make the people change their mind. "I hope so," said Cali.

The Lad

Meanwhile at the lab Steven has arrived to work. A young assistant lady appeared to Steven and she informed him about the research. Steven asks her if there is any good news on the experiment they're doing. It turned out the experiment is doing well but the big problem? She explained to Steven that once the animal is injected with the compound, the animal size would increase in the amount of seconds. This was great news to Steven after hearing that his compound is working he can surely get this new project off the ground. But his assistant had bad news for him. It turned out the side effect will cause the animal to go into a berserk rage. There have been many incidents where animals have broken out of captivity and caused a lot of damage. This caused the security guards to use brute force and military weapons to exterminate the animal.

"Well I guess this means we have to go back to square one," said Steven. "Well that's not the biggest problem," said the last assistant. Suddenly a large chubby man walked inside the building. He looked like he was in his middle age, around in his 50's. He wore a black suit as his hair was mixed with black and gray. His name is Nathan Campbell and he is the CEO of Ultra Corporation. A military company that is known around the world for weaponized military weapons. A company him is his assistant, she is a fair size woman standing at 5 ft 8 she had long dark blue hair with blue eyes. The clothes she is wearing is a small gray skirt dress. Her name is Jasmine Hannah. She was once a protege to Steven Webber as the two knew each other in college. "Dr Steven, I see you still working on your little experiment," said Jasmine.

"And I see you're still the stuck up jackass." said Tanya. "What was that tiny? " yells Jasmine. The two seem to be going at each other. As both continue to insult one another by name calling, Dr Steven steps in and tells Tanya and Jasmine to knock it off. While inside the lab Nathan Campbell was having a discussion with Steven about funding the money to this project. Nathan Campbell wanted to make sure that this project would be successful and everything would go 100% smooth. Steven acknowledges to Nathan everything will go okay and nothing will go wrong. But unfortunate Jasmine acknowledges to Steven about some of the incidents that happened during his testing. She had a foul of papers reporting about the incident. As you continue to explain to Steven about the incident that been going on. She told him about one instant they involved with a test rat. That the rat grew inside and went on a rampage. Another incident evolved with a falcon. They broke out of his captivity and caused a lot of damage in the city. She explained to Steven that this project he is doing is becoming too dangerous.

Steven told Jasmine that the security is tightened this time and the cages that the animals in captivity in are 20x stronger. "Just make sure we don't have another incident Dr Steven," said Jasmine as she walked out with Nathan Campbell as both entered the limo and drove off.

"Seriously Steven, how in the hell did you and Jasmine used to date each other." said Tanya who was being sarcastic. "Tanya We only dated one time," said Steven. "That's how I don't see it. The way I look at it. It seems like to me she is still upset at Cali for stealing you from her." laugh Tanya.

"Tanya, we were both young. Surely she won't hold a grudge against Cail?" said Steven. "That's what you think Steve-O." said Tanya with a laugh Tanya.

Back at the limo Jasmine was still having a discussion with Nathan about the project Steven is working on. She is concerned about this project! Wondering what happened if it was successful. Nathan told Jasmine if everything goes well and smooth. He will sell this project to the military for the highest price. Jasmine is worried about this experiment being sold to the black market. She explained to Nathan if this experiment fell into the wrong hands, who knows what damage this experiment could do. Nathan is sure to Jasmine that everything will be fine and Steven's experiment will be top secret.

Back at the lab Steven and his team continue on with their experiment. They make sure that everything is safe before they start back work. The team continued to work on their experiment as Steven watched closely on the monitor to make sure everything was going smoothly. "It seem like test subject #128 (a giant rabbit) is going smoothly, Dr Steven," said the younger assistant. "Indeed. It seems like the rabbit had no side effect." said Steven.

Tanya began to study the rabbit as she checked its heart rate for any sign of problem. "Heart rate seems to be normal Steven," said Tanya. "Good work Tanya," said Steven. "Okay let's get this big fella back in his cage " said Tanya.

"What's wrong Tanya. You don't want to hug it?" said Steven. "Oh very funny Steven." laughs Tanya.

Cali Apartment

Meanwhile Cali is studying some research on her computer. She still continues to look up some information on the mystery giant blonde hair woman. It's like this mystery blonde woman continues to pop up whenever a giant monster appears. Cali has a theory on the mystery woman believing she has some connection with Nancy Archer. As she continues to dig up some research on Nancy. It seems like when Nancy first appeared on TV as she exposed herself on national TV the same time the mystery blonde woman also appeared. "I know Nancy and that blonde haired woman have some connection together!" said Cali talking to herself.

"But how! How can I prove that Nancy and that woman are the same person? ask Cali. In the next room to her she can hear Jessica in her room crying. "Ok Jessica mommy is coming," said Cail. She carries Jessica back with her as she begins to feed her some bottles with milk. "You look so cute drinking your bottle." laughs Cali. She lay down on the couch as she held Jessica up in her arms. "Who's a cute little baby, who's a cute little baby," said Cali. Jessica laughs with joy as she smiles at her mom. "Ok Jessie, time to put you down." said Cali who put Jessica in her baby crib. Jessica seemed to be upset as her mom put her in the baby crib, she gave her the angry look. "Come on Jessica, don't give me the look," said Cail.

Moments later Steven arrives at home as Cali welcomes him with love. "How was your day at work honey," ask Cali. "Oh you know the usual," said Steven. "Well well it seems like little Jessica here is happy to see you." said Cali. "How is Daddy little Angel doing? You didn't give Mommy any trouble, did you." asked Steven. Jessica just laughs and giggles as she holds her arm up to Steven. "Look like she wants you to hold her, " said Cali. "Ok then, oopsie daisy." Steven laughs as he holds Jessica. She just smiles and giggles while Steven holds her. "Who's daddy, little girl. You are." said Steven. Cali just stands by and watches as she smiles at Steven and Jessica. "You two act just alike," said Cali. "Huh! What do you mean?"ask Steven. "I see where Jessica gets her personality from. She acts more like you." said Cali. "Well what can I say? She's daddy little girl," said Steven. Cali kisses Steven on the cheek as a reward before she asks him what he wants for dinner? Steven decides the family should go out for dinner at Red Robin.

Red Robin Restaurant

The family has arrived at the Red Robin restaurant and Steven orders some food for him, Jessica and Cali. Steven orders him a Double Cheeseburger with some fries and a large drink. He then orders Jessica a kid meal with a Jr cheeseburger with a small fries and small drink. Cali then orders her a chicken salad with a medium drink. "Hold up Jessica, let me cut your burger first," said Cali. Hahaha, looks like Jessica is ready to eat," said Steven. "Well she did pick up your appetite," said Cali.

While the family was having a good time at Red Robin. Steven begins to explain to Cali about the experiment they were working on. He pointed out how the experiment can be successful if everything goes smoothly. Cali wondered if the experiment had a major side effect just like all the other experiments. Steven acknowledges to Cali that all the other experiments don't have a major side effect. He told Cali he double checked everything to make sure things were running safe. Cali was still not sure about this as she started to worry about Steven and this experiment. Worry if something goes wrong or anything could happen to Steven. Steven just laughed it off but Cali was dead serious about this. He gently grabs Cali's hand, looks at her right directly to her eyes and promises her he will always be there for her. "Steven!" said Cali in a soft voice before Steven kissed her on the cheek. "Goo goo gaga" said Jessica as she made a mess. "Jessica no! Don't play with your food," said Cali. "We really need to find a babysitter for her," said Steven. "Don't worry, I already found a daycare for her. Once she enrolls, I can head back to work," said Cali.

Later that night the Hall family return from Red Robin. Jessica is fast asleep as Steven carries her to her room. "Well the good thing Jessica fast asleep," said Steven. "Yeah she can be a bit grumpy if she stays up too late," said Colossa. Steven gently lays Jessica down in her babycrab. As he gives her a nice kiss on the forehead. "Goodnight Red," smiles Steven as he sets one of her favorite Teddy bears right beside her. Meanwhile Cali is in the bathroom changing into a PJ until Steven walks in. "Having trouble dear," ask Steven. "Not really. . .it's just!" as she thinks for a minute. "It just sense Jessica was born. I haven't been able to work with you guys back at the lab," said Cali. "No need to rush, sweetie. It's only been 3 months. I'm sure we'll find a babysitter for Jessica," said Steven. "I know that's where I found one," said Cali.

"Wait! Are you for real?" asked Steven. Cali smiles as she shows Steven a picture of the daycare that Jessica will be attending. "Jessica, maybe 3 months but my mom works at that Daycare. She already called and told me it's okay to sign Jessica up." said Jessica. Steven was amazed how fast Cali was able to find Daycare for Jessica. But for him it's a plan for Cali, not only she can return back to work. Jessica can spend time with her grandma at the Daycare. "So Steven, what do you think," said Cali. "Like always Cali. You're always one step ahead of your plan," laugh Steven. Cali gently wraps her arms around Steven as she slowly moves her face toward Steven. "You know Steven, Jessica is fast asleep and me and you have time together." smiled Cali. "Oh Cali. You know how to turn me on." said Steven. Cali whispered in his ear "How about we play a little Final Fantasy tonight. I dress up as Tifa, Cloud." said Cali, talking sexy. But before they can have a little fun, Jessica begins crying. "WHAAAAA!". "Don't Jessica daddy coming" said Steven. Later on Steve and Cali are relaxing on the couch as they watch a late night movie while Cali is feeding Jessica a bottle of milk. "Slow down Jessica," said Cali. Suddenly the movie stopped playing as a special news report. "Good afternoon people. We have a special news report for you tonight. Nancy Archer the 50ft woman will be visiting a local town tomorrow. She'll be doing charity for our local children's hospital. Stay tuned for tomorrow as we continue this report." said the news anchor. Cali couldn't believe what she just heard. Nancy Archer is coming to their city tomorrow.

To be continued?

[stcllxr]

* if you’re hearing W.I.T.C.H by DEVON COLE playing, you have to know HENRIETTA DE WITT (SHE/HER; CISWOMAN) is near by! the 42 year old PARTNER AT DE WITT & WILDER LAW has been in denver for, like, HER WHOLE LIFE. they’re known to be quite DISMISSIVE, but being PRAGMATIC seems to balance that out. or maybe it’s the fact that they resemble AJ COOK. personally, i’d love to know more about them seeing as how they’ve got those LIFE SCHEDULED INTO MINUSCULE INCREMENTS, COUNTRY CLUB DAUGHTER DESPERATE FOR DADDY'S APPROVAL, LOVE AT ARM'S LENGTH BECAUSE ITS ALL SHE KNOWS vibes. and maybe i’ll get my chance if i hang out around the WASHINGTON PARK DISTRICT long enough!

basics

full name : henrietta elizabeth parker de witt

name meaning: home ruler, gods promise, park keeper, the white one / the blonde one

nickname / alias: henny ( her father ), d.w. ( her colleagues / friends )

gender / pronouns: she/her

sexuality: lesbian

age, birthday + zodiac: 42, august 18th, leo

place of birth: denver, colorado. 

accent : denver. 

occupation: partner at de witt & wilder law firm

song: w.i.t.c.h by devon cole

appearance

faceclaim: aj cook

height: 5″7

eyecolor: blue/green

haircolor: honey blonde

build: slim / athletic

tattoos / scars: slight scarring from a tattoo removal still healing ( a drunken mistake in law-school that she has finally rectified )

personality

positive traits: intuitive, pragmatic, devoted

negative traits: dismissive, unyielding, cold

relationships

parents : eleanora parker-de witt ( mother ), archer de witt ( father )

siblings : henry de witt ( twin brother ), helena de witt ( younger sister )

children : none, currently.

pets : walter ( 6 y/o, rescue staffordshire bull terrier )

history

part one

the first born daughter of the seventh generation denver de witt family; henrietta was thrust into the upper echelon of society from birth. the de witts are an old money, big business family with ties to a multitude of corporations across the globe. unilever, p&g, nestle, de witt. the name is synonymous with big brands, big business and being the terrifying parent company to oversee it all.

with a family name that expected everything from her, henrietta was trained to be perfect from an early age. never step a foot out of line, always keep up appearances, bury your secrets and remember to smile. she was taught to be both beautiful and brilliant because that would be the only way to earn her father's love. unlike her twin brother, who could do no wrong, henrietta had to strive for any crumb of affection simply for the curse of being born a girl.

much like her father's impressive genealogy, her mother eleanora also came from an old money line. the parkers of new york. she was the ideal trophy wife, pretty but vapid and an entirely disinterested mother. her only joy was the country club and firing whatever nanny might actually be nice to her children. ( nice did not make successful people after all )

though logically unfair, henrietta grew up deeply resenting her mother and idolising her father for more or less the same treatment. an utter lack of love. the only difference being that her father withheld his and doled it out as a reward, taught her to believe that his cold and callous demeanour was something that would make her strong. and her mother never bothered to try sampling her affection; she preferred honey delivered with a taste of vinegar. bumblebee insults - compliments designed with a sting.

so when news of her father's series of hushed up affairs broke and her parents divorced, at just 13, henrietta felt a sigh of relief that she no longer had to associate with the woman that had given her life.

part two

as her teen years arrived, a drive and focus for her schooling came with it. though henrietta had always been an avid learner, she felt a new pressure to do better and be better. where other children got together after school, went to the park, went to parties - henrietta buried herself in her studies and extra curriculars. she was desperate to show anyone and everyone that she was the best.

she had already decided from a young age that she had wanted to be a lawyer. the cool, stoic professionalism that she had seen in the way her father's lawyers had handled the divorce proceedings were something she aspired to be. her goal, her focus, was set. she trained relentlessly, got through college in denver with top marks and landed a place at yale for law school.

going to yale was the first time she had actually ever left the state - or her family - for an extended period of time. it was there that she had a few, rare, moments of actually letting loose ( she got the tattoo that she hates and refuses to show anyone ). but she never lost sight of the purpose of being there and came away with exactly what she wanted. a job straight out in a prestigious new york firm.

in new york, life became even more her own and in a way she flourished. but henrietta loathed working for someone else ( especially when she believed she knew and could do better ). so after a few years of climbing the ladder, she realised it was time to head back to denver and build something of her own.

she and her old law school buddy started up de witt and wilder and she had her name on the door at only 30.

part three

though henrietta's work life continued to thrive, she had had little time for romantic relationships over the years. there had been the string of one night stands, friends with benefits, etc with various men in her life but they had always been a means to an end. there was never any actual feelings there. she'd never really understood why people chose to have romantic relationships and assumed that she was simply not built to desire people the way others did. she wanted to be wanted, chose men that would get the job done, and could keep things neat and clean.

tw homophobia | but then she met her now girlfriend and the pieces started to fall into place. it was not that she was incapable of love or desire; it was that men were not what she wanted. her relationship was new and terrifying. henrietta had never known or expected what it would be like to be a gay woman and could not imagine that her family would react well. when she finally told her father, his response was...confusing. there was no outrage or disappointment. initially there was simply disinterest. and then, the business mind kicked in. henrietta would be the face of 'equality' at de witt; proof that they were not stuck in the dark ages. she was someone they could wheel out when they got into trouble and she could smile and look pretty and tell everyone how wonderfully inclusive they were. the perfect prop. this was a breaking point in her relationship with her father and for a few years, the pair did not speak.

but then difficulties in the economy, lead to business struggles and de witt & wilder saw a drop in client retention. they were not the only game in town and some law firms had been around for far longer. though they had proven themselves in every case they'd taken on, it still wasn't enough. with little to keep them together, henrietta knew that she had only one, painful, choice. to ask her father for help.

taking the de witt corporation on as a client has not been easy, and though it gives de witt & wilder an impressive portfolio ( which has in turn brought in more clients ), her father expects the most of her and her firm partner. this change has meant that she has become even more of a workaholic and her relationship with her girlfriend is bearing the brunt of that lost time.

wanted connections

long term girlfriend partner in her firm twin brother younger half-sister