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You and I Walk a Fragile Line - Farleigh Start x F!Reader - Part 6

a/n: hey guys!! im so sorry this part has taken me so long! im currently on a trip so i havent had much time to write! but i hope this makes up for it, im super excited for yall to read this!!! also i think im going to plan for this series to have a few more chapters, probably max 9 or 10! i love it sm i really dont want it to end 😭 but anyways enjoyyy and comment what you think! and again i apologize if the smut is mid.. btw this is not proofread LMAO

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warnings: MDNI 18+, smut, fingering, oral (f!receiving), p in v, angst, language, smoking, afab reader

You’re sitting in your bed, reading a magazine, when your flip phone rings. You lean forward to pick it up from the corner of the bed, wondering who could be calling you this late. You raise your eyebrows when you see that it’s Lola. You haven’t spoken to her since school got out. Nevertheless, you answer it and put the phone up to your ear.

“Lola! Hey,” You grin. “Oh my God, I’m so glad you picked up. I’m so bored around here,” She groans, and you smile even bigger at the sound of her voice on the other end. “Around where?” You ask curiously.

“My parents’. I have to babysit my younger sister all the time. It’s exhausting, really,” She moans. “I just want to like, go to a party or something. Honestly, I would even prefer to be going to classes right now instead of this.”

“Wow. That must mean it’s really bad then, huh?” You continue flipping through the magazine, your eyes scanning through the apparently trending fashion and makeup choices at the moment.

“Yes. Ugh. You’re at Saltburn, right?” She asks. “Yeah.” You reply.

“How’s that going?” Lola questions, and you hear another voice in the background that sounds like her, only higher-pitched. “No, I’m on the phone. Go away. Shoo,”

You try not to snicker at her shooing away her little sister. “It’s…” You trail off, trying to decide the right way to describe how the summer is going so far for you. “I don’t know. Different.”

“How so?” You pause and wonder if you should tell her what’s been going on. You decide it’s probably better not to and keep some things to yourself.

“I think it’s just cause we’re growing up. I mean, we graduate in less than two years.” You shrug and reach over to grab your glass of wine. “Oh God, don’t remind me. My parents are still asking me what my plans are,” She sighs loudly.

“I can’t believe it.” You shake your head and close the magazine, uninterested in the latest celebrity drama. An idea suddenly forms in your mind.

“Hey, the Cattons are throwing one of their big summer parties in a few days. I could invite you?” You suggest. You hear Lola gasp. “Really?! I’d love to go. I’ve heard so many stories about the Saltburn parties.” She makes it sound so dramatic, and you giggle.

“And you’d get a chance to see Felix,” You grin as you hear her jumping around. “Yeah, I would! You don’t need to convince me any further. I’ll be there,” She pauses. “Wait, but they’ll let me come, right?”

“Oh, of course. They like me a lot, so I’m sure they won’t mind.” You assure her. “Okay, perfect. Thank you so much, my love. I’ll let you get some sleep. See you soon!” She squeals excitedly and you roll your eyes with a smile as she hangs up.

You set down your phone and sigh, looking around your dim room.

You haven’t been able to get Farleigh out of your mind since your little… moment two nights ago. He’s not avoiding you, but he’s not being nice either. He’s gone back to teasing you and embarrassing you in front of the Cattons. You should’ve known that if you got too close, he’d pull away and return to his old ways.

But every little glance you two share has your stomach fluttering and your heart pounding. Every insult meant to hurt or offend you has the opposite effect. In some depraved way, you like when he degrades you. The past two nights, you’ve laid awake and stared up at the ceiling, trying to relive that night when he made you feel so good. Just the thought of him had your mind reeling. You would do anything just to feel that way again. You’re hooked.

You can’t just keep wallowing in these feelings. You want to talk to him, work things out, and go back to how they used to be a week ago. More importantly, you just want to be in his presence. It gives you some kind of thrill to be around him. It’s like a game of roulette to see which version of him you’ll get each time, and you love it. You crave his attention.

You climb off of your large bed and walk determinedly to your door, opening it quietly and sneaking down the hallway. It’s quite a long walk to Farleigh’s room, but you don’t care. You pass Felix’s room, then Venetia’s. Both of their lights are out, telling you that everyone in the house is probably asleep by now. You can only hope and pray that Farleigh isn’t.

You eventually find yourself standing in front of his room. Dim light peeks through from under his door, and you sigh with relief. He’s still awake. Your decision catches up to you and you realize how stupid it is that you’re about to knock on his door. You shake your head to clear your doubt, raising your hand and gently knocking.

You hear his bed shifting and footsteps following close after. You swallow nervously, your throat suddenly feeling dry. Your heart races with anticipation as he finally opens the door.

Fuck. He’s shirtless with only a pair of sweatpants on. Your eyes trail down subconsciously before you blink and look back up to his face. Is he wearing underwear?

“Hello,” He says, his grin foxlike. “I can’t sleep. Can we talk?” You ask, your voice shaky. You curse yourself for sounding nervous. He crosses his arms and raises his eyebrows. “Talk about what?” He questions.

You pause, unsure of what to say next. What were you going to talk about? He would deny any feelings towards you, so what was the point of even coming here?

“Just let me in, please.” You step forward and avoid his gaze. He steps to the side wordlessly, opening the door further to let you into his room.

You breathe in the familiar scent of that candle he’s always burning, and the scent of his cologne. It’s musky and spicy, with notes of vanilla. You tried to memorize it everytime you were close to him. You walk over to his bed and sit down on the edge, looking up at him as he closes the door behind him.

“Can I have a cigarette?” You ask, pointing to the pack sitting on his bedside table. He nods, and you carefully take one. He hands you the lighter.

He stares down at you as you light the cigarette, taking a drag from it. He chuckles to himself and you exhale, furrowing your eyebrows. “What’s funny?”

“You always said you hated the smell. Yet here you are, asking me for a cigarette,” He replies with a scoff. “Maybe you’re just a bad influence,” You shoot back, and his smile slightly fades.

You can see his eyes traveling down your body, lingering on your thighs and your bare legs. You had outgrown these sleep shorts, but you never cared because you figured no one would see you in them. Well, there goes that.

“Are we not going to talk about the other night?” You mutter. “What’s there to talk about?” He replies, and you roll your eyes. “Are you-” You pause and let out a frustrated breath. “Are you serious?” You exclaim angrily.

“You can’t blame it on being drunk this time, Farleigh.” You tell him, and he freezes, his gaze faltering downwards.

“Can we not talk about that? Let’s just…” He sighs with exasperation and sits next to you. You turn away from him, looking out the window. You decide not to press the issue, since it’s apparently too much for him to think about right now. Honestly, you aren’t even able to fully process what’s been going on between you two.

“Let’s just… talk,” He says finally, and you face him again, exhaling a small cloud of smoke. “Okay.” You shrug. It’s what you both do best: Talking. About anything and everything, despite the strange history of your relationship. You guessed that it was because you had known each other for so long, that it just came naturally. He’s just… real. He’s never pretending or putting on a façade, at least around you he’s not. Around the Cattons, he has to, because to them he’s just the wild child, the comedic relief, the American. You feel like you are the only one that gets to see the real Farleigh, and it feels like a privilege. But you know that’s not true, and you choose to believe it anyway.

“So… Our third year at Oxford,” Farleigh says. You let out a breath and raise your eyebrows. “Can’t believe it’s already been two years,” You both smile, thinking of all the good and bad memories you’ve made so far during your years at university.

“Can I be honest?” You ask, and he nods. “I’m scared.” You say simply. His eyebrows knit together. “Of what?” He replies. “Graduating. You know, I’ll probably go to graduate school or something, but I need to start making my own money. Get a job. Do adult things,” You sigh just at the thought of all the responsibilities. “I can’t be on a scholarship forever. Or have my parents pay forever,” You continue, shaking your head. “I’m putting them through enough as it is.”

Farleigh nods again with a look of understanding. “I might go back to the states. See my mom, maybe stay there for a while.” He says. You can’t help but feel a little sad at the thought of him being away for so long. You hate to admit it, but you would miss him.

“But we don’t have to worry about that right now. You’re too uptight. Let yourself have fun,” He nudges you softly. “I’m trying,” You mutter. “Well, you’re smoking. That’s one step closer,” He laughs a bit and you roll your eyes.

It goes quiet and you stare down into your lap. You can feel his eyes on you, and your heart begins to race with anticipation. That familiar tension returns in the air between you and Farleigh.

You look up slightly, his eyes meeting with yours. Your stomach churns as you look down to see his hand inching towards your thigh, eventually resting on top of it. “I know why you came here,” He says, his voice lowered.

You look back up to him. “What?” You whisper. “Don’t play dumb,” He shakes his head. “I’m not.” You reply, trying hard not to break the intense eye contact.

You gulp nervously and finally look away, your face giving you away and burning red. “Hmm,” He hums, his thumb brushing across your thigh. You try to distract yourself by pressing the cigarette out on the ashtray on his bedside table, watching the little flame burn out.

He gently reaches up and grabs your chin, tilting your head back towards him. He drags his thumb down your bottom lip as you stare into his eyes. He grins slightly before moving his hand to cup your cheek, leaning in closer until your noses brush together. You know you shouldn’t be doing this. You know Farleigh is emotionally unavailable and toxic, and he won’t ever discuss his feelings or yours. But you can’t help but melt into the kiss, his touch, his aura. It’s like he’s magnetic, pulling you in everytime you try to pull away.

Somehow, every single time he kisses you, it’s better than the first time. Your tongues intertwine as your lips move in a perfect rhythm while both of you fall back onto his bed clumsily. One of his hands tangles in your hair, and the one that was resting on your leg moves up to rest on your waist, his fingers caressing your bare skin due to your tank top riding up. He eventually shifts his position so that he’s on top of you, and you turn to lay on your back underneath him.

His kisses begin to move down to your jawline, then your neck. He sucks and licks your skin so cruelly, but you don’t want him to stop. You breathe in the scent of his hair, his curls tickling your face, and you can already feel yourself becoming weak again.

You feel his hands start to trail down your body, resting on your hips, as he moves down the bed and you peer down to see him looking up at you from between your legs. Feverish heat burns across your skin just at the sight of it.

“Wait, wait. I’ve never-“ You start, suddenly feeling nervous. “It’s okay,” Farleigh replies, his eyes soft and warm as he gazes up at you. “Just relax,” He murmurs, gently pulling down your shorts and panties at the same time, shuffling them off your legs.

Just relax, you think. Easier said than done. You’ve pictured this moment so many times in the past few days, and you can’t believe it’s becoming reality.

And of all the times you’ve fantasized about this, none of them could ever do Farleigh’s beauty justice. His dark eyes are shining with something of lust and hunger, his plush lips slightly parted and his shoulders broad and golden. His curly hair is only slightly wet from his shower earlier, yet still perfectly coiled.

He looks up at you, trying to convey something through his gaze. “So pretty,” He mutters, tracing a finger along your thigh. Your breath catches in your throat and you feel your stomach fluttering already.

He lifts your legs up and places them over his shoulders. Your heart pounds in anticipation and you can hear yourself breathing among the silence.

Farleigh leans down and presses a few kisses along your inner thigh, and you don’t know how much longer you can stand his teasing. You watch him gaze up at you through his lashes as he dips a finger into your wetness and you see the smirk that tugs at his lips. He raises his eyebrows at you and your face turns red. “Stop,” You cover your face with both hands, your stomach doing flips. You can’t handle how perfect he looks right now, even as he teases you for how soaked you are already.

“Hey, look at me,” He says, his deep voice vibrating against your skin. You let your hands fall back to your sides, smiling shyly. His expression turns more serious as he furrows his brows, slipping his finger inside of you. He moans before you even can, his head falling against your thigh.

That familiar stretch around his finger has your mind reeling as you throw your head back. He pulls it out and you whimper at the loss, until you feel his middle and ring finger on your clit. Your hands instinctively move to grasp the sheets as he strokes your bundle of nerves perfectly, letting your head fall back down to watch him. He continues to maintain eye contact and it makes you so weak.

Your brain almost turns to mush as you see him leaning down, his head buried between your legs. A moan louder than you intended leaves your mouth as you feel his tongue greedily licking a stripe up your pussy.

“Shit,” You huff, your chest heaving up and down. No one had ever given you head before, until now, so you didn’t really understand your girlfriends when they would tell you how amazing it felt. But now, you completely get it. His tongue moves in long, slow strokes and his pretty nose nudges perfectly against your clit.

He barely lifts his head so he can stare up at you to watch your reaction. You grind up against his face, your hand reaching down to grab a handful of his curls. He groans at the feeling before inserting a finger again, moving at the perfect pace along with his tongue. The combination is enough to make your legs shake. The lewd sounds of him lapping up your cum and both of your wanton moans echo throughout his room.

“Farleigh!” You almost scream his name before letting out a long, drawn out moan. He glances up at you once more, his pupils huge with lust. He moans against you as he absolutely devours you, adding a second finger in. His long fingers brush against that divine spot inside of you and you whimper helplessly, your other hand gripping his sheets as if it could help ground you somehow. That delicious heat builds in the base of your stomach, spreading like a fire.

“I’m gonna-“ You gasp for air, your chest heaving up and down. His eyes are half-lidded and he seems completely lost in the moment, just absolutely pussy drunk. “Let go,” He says, his voice deep and raspy.

And you do exactly that. The pleasure shoots through your veins like a drug, your grasp in his hair tightening and your hips rolling as you ride it out. You eventually come down from your high, letting your legs drop from his shoulders as you let out a shaky sigh, your heart still pounding against your ribs.

“Fuckk,” You breathe out, resting your head against the pillow. Farleigh crawls over you, leaning down to kiss you. The lower half of his face is covered in your slick, but you couldn’t care less. He kisses you passionately, desperately, groaning into your mouth. You can taste yourself on his lips and his tongue, and it just turns you on even more.

He pulls away, his lips hovering over yours. You look up at him and suddenly feel an indescribable desire wash over you as you stare into his deep brown eyes. It’s like you can’t get close enough to him, like you need more than everything he’s already given you. You want him inside of you. You want to feel every part of him. You want him to feel every part of you.

“Farleigh,” You whisper, reaching up to touch his face. “What is it?” He whispers back, lightly touching your own face.

“I want you,” You say. You don’t care how stupid you sound right now. This carnal desire has completely taken over you.

“In what way?” He replies, smirking smugly. “I think you know which way I mean,” You mutter. You don’t have time for his teasing, although you love it.

His expression softens and he seems to understand what you mean. “Please, I need you,” You can’t believe you’re begging for Farleigh of all people right now. You know you’ll be regretting it later. His eyes widen and he seems shocked by your confession.

“Far…” You whisper, tracing your finger along his lips. He opens his mouth to speak, hesitating slightly.

“Do you know what you do to me?” He asks, his voice soft. You look up at him and tilt your head. He takes your hand and guides it down below his waist while still looking down at you. You gasp softly when you feel that his dick is so hard underneath his sweatpants. It has to be painful. You slowly rub your hand against him and his eyebrows draw together as he stutters slightly, and it almost looks like he’s in pain.

“Baby-“ Farleigh whimpers. “Please,” You beg once again, and he nods, quickly taking his pants off and throwing them somewhere on the floor of his bedroom. You look down at his dick, and you have to keep your jaw from dropping.

It’s definitely the biggest you’ve seen, and although you haven’t seen many in your lifetime, you know he would be considered above average. It’s long, with a bit of girth to it, veiny and already leaking precum from the tip. You feel yourself starting to get nervous. You aren’t sure if you could even take all of it, but hell, you’re going to try. You hope he didn’t pick up on your reaction, because you know he would tease you over it.

He places his hands on either side of your head and leans down onto his elbows. He never takes his eyes off yours as he positions himself. You wrap your legs around his waist, letting your ankles rest on his back.

He slowly begins to slide in, and you grunt quietly at the pain. He goes a bit deeper before you panic and place a hand on his lower stomach, stopping him. “I can’t-“ You wince in pain.

“Yes, you can. You can take it,” He nods and brushes the side of your face with his fingers. He takes your hand off of his stomach gently and places your arm back onto the bed. You nod in an attempt to encourage yourself, gritting your teeth to withstand the pain. You reach up to his shoulders, resting your hands on his shoulder blades, trying to keep your nails from digging into his skin as you hold onto him.

“Fuck,” Farleigh grunts as your walls grip him tightly, sucking him in. Eventually he’s buried inside of you to the hilt, and you can feel every inch of him. You’re still trying to adjust to his size, and the pain is slowly subsiding as he groans and drops his head and closes his eyes. You press your hips up against his, trying to get him to start moving. “Far,” You mutter. You can tell he’s trying to hold back. He breathes heavily and opens his eyes again, gazing into yours.

“I’m ready,” You whisper. His eyebrows knit together as he rolls his hips slowly, causing your eyes to roll back and drawing a short moan out of you. He shudders, slightly pulling out of you before thrusting back in. You wonder how he’s so good at this as your nails dig crescent moons into his back with each slow thrust and roll of his hips. Your mouth falls open and you try to be quieter but it’s no use.

He buries his head into the crook of your neck, his curls tickling your face. He’s whimpering and moaning your name and other incoherent nonsense right into your ear. He sets a beautiful rhythm, his bed creaking underneath you as you sink into the plush of the mattress. You think you hear the headboard hitting the wall but you don’t care about the loud sounds you two are creating. You just don’t want this moment to end.

He looks back up to you and you can see he’s already fucked out. His eyes are even more glazed over than before and sex sweat forms on his brow. He whimpers helplessly and pants heavily. “You’re so good,” He breathes. “So, so good,” You could probably cum just from his words alone.

You let out a wanton moan as he hits that spot again, deep inside of you. “Oh, fuck!” You gasp and claw at his shoulders. He drops his head again, kissing your neck as he thrusts into you faster and deeper each time, hitting your spot over and over once he’s found it.

“Yeah, that’s it,” He groans against your neck and you feel tears brimming in your eyes. “Farleigh- It’s-“ You can’t seem to form words, your brain turned to sizzling hot liquid. “I know, I know,” He whimpers, his voice slightly higher pitched and breathless. You try to hold on longer, but you’re already coming undone as your orgasm hits you sooner than you expected. Your body stills and you clench even harder around him. He moans, that pained expression crossing his face once again. “Oh God,” He chokes out, his thrusts beginning to become less steady.

“Where should I-“ Farleigh pants. “Inside,” You tell him. You’re on birth control, but you don’t have the mental capacity to explain that to him or explain why. His hips stutter and he stiffens, finishing inside of you, the warm feeling spreading throughout your lower stomach. He collapses on top of you, his head on your chest, resting on the soft fabric of your shirt.

You’re already sleepy and physically exhausted from what just took place. You breathe in his scent one more time and let out a sigh, staring up at the ceiling and trying to process what you just did. Then he’s wrapping his arms around you gently before pulling out of you slowly. You grunt a bit, feeling a dull ache between your legs, but you can’t help but miss the feeling of him inside of you.

He adjusts the both of you so that you’re both laying on your side, allowing you to stretch out a bit and cuddle up to him, tucking your head in the crook of his neck. He holds you, and for a moment, it feels like a real relationship. Something you had never experienced. Something deep. Something real. And then you remember that it’s not. After this, he will go back to avoiding you and acting like he can’t stand you. You just wish that he would put his pride away and admit to you what he really feels. But what does he really feel? Are you stupid for thinking that there’s something here?

Farleigh strokes his fingers through your hair, brushing away some of the strands plastered onto your forehead by your sweat. He seems to notice your silence.

“You’re thinking too much,” He says, his voice beautifully hoarse. You sigh, relaxing your shoulders. “Am I?” You reply, your voice weaker than you thought it would be.

“Just sleep here tonight,” He mutters, resting his chin on top of your head. You so badly want to ask him to be serious and have an actual conversation with you about your… relationship.

“Okay… but we need to talk about this,” You respond quietly. He sighs and shifts a bit, careful not to move you too much. “We can in the morning,” He says, but you know that won’t happen. You’ll just have to settle for no answers to your questions for the time being.

You curl up closer to him and let your eyes close, breathing slowly and peacefully. “Goodnight,” You murmur. “Night,” He replies, sounding just as tired as you are. You drift off to sleep in Farleigh Start’s arms.

ONE YEAR EARLIER

You were usually on okay terms with Farleigh. But you remember exactly when the dislike turned into hatred.

It was right before end of term exams and Felix convinced you to go to the pub to blow off some steam and relax after all your revising. You reluctantly agreed, then regret your decision when you saw Farleigh and Sasha there.

It was pretty far into the evening and you were beginning to get sleepy. You had spaced out for a moment, staring out the window and watching the snow fall before you heard something that peaked your interest.

“I mean, Felix, you have got to settle down,” Farleigh chuckled and nudged Sasha, pointing his cigarette at Felix.

Felix grinned stupidly and shrugged. “Listen, mate. I’ve tried.” Some other friends of his joined in with the laughter.

You sat up and leaned forward, facing Farleigh. “You’re one to comment on relationships,” You said, raising an eyebrow. Everyone else sort of quieted down after hearing your words.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Farleigh rolled his eyes at you and Sasha just glared. “You and Sasha. You’re dysfunctional.” You responded, unafraid to challenge him.

“Excuse me?” Sasha looked at you like you just committed a hate crime. “Yeah. He cheats on you, you cheat on him, you get back together, blah blah blah.” You took a sip of your beer and shrugged. “It’s gone on for almost a year now. It’s exhausting,”

Farleigh chuckled. “Ohh, you want to come after my relationship?” He smirked as if he was cooking up a plan in his mind of how to humiliate you best.

“Well, I bet you would like everyone to know that you lost your virginity to Joshua Brown,” Farleigh said, loud enough for even people from other tables to hear. A small chorus of gasps echoed across the room.

“You’re desperate, easy, and sloppy. You take anyone who wants you. I guess that’s what happens when you get no attention before you go to college, hm?” He just kept going, and the whole room went silent

“I’ve seen you walk out of so many dorms at six in the morning, it’s insane. You can’t even keep a fucking man,” Farleigh’s tone was harsher and colder than you’d ever heard before. Felix was staring at you in shock and Sasha was giving you that judgemental look.

You looked around to see all the pairs of eyes on you. “Fucking hell, Farleigh,” Felix muttered, shaking his head at him.

You stood up and grabbed your bag hastily, storming out of the pub with tears in your eyes. Why was he such a bitch? Why did he hate you?

Your reputation was officially ruined. All that time, he never told anyone about your situation with Joshua. Until now. He was doing so well. The whole class thought you were an innocent and pure, high achieving student, and now what would they think? You wish you didn’t care so much about how others perceive you, but you do.

You hated Farleigh. You hated him for ruining your reputation and your image. It was impossible to get him back or do something worse, since basically everyone knew he was a slut. But he got praised for it.

Ever since that night at the pub, other students would look at you sideways and whisper things about you as if you couldn’t hear them.

Fuck you, Farleigh. You decided you were officially done with him and your weird friendship. Even if that meant having to avoid him at every cost.

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fordtato · 1 year ago

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The Gravity Falls Timeline

All of this is based on my video, but I assume not many people will want to sit through 2.5 hours of me working this out, so here's a condensed written version.

Some rules I set for myself: If the actual name of an IP, a person or an event is referenced in J3/the Show, I included it into my math for my timeline (ex: references to Ronald Reagan or The Eurythmics, or other REAL WORLD figures). If a REFERENCE is made without the actual name being referenced (ex: in the Journal, Ford mentions Phantom Bustifiers, a reference to Ghostbusters, a movie that didn’t come out in our world until 1984), I did not put that into this timeline (I know what year Ghostbusters came out, but not which year Phantom Bustifiers came out).

With that in mind, let’s begin:

The Stans are born June 15 1951.

Evidence:

Their Bar Mitzvah happened when they were 12 (not 13, as is typical) and their birthday is on June 15th. Because a Bar Mitzvah is dependent on one’s birthday on the Hebrew calendar and not the Gregorian calendar, this means that their 13th Hebrew birthday must land on a date that is BEFORE their 13th Gregorian birthday, something that is typically more rare (the Hebrew birthday is usually AFTER one’s typically celebrated birthday).

The only viable year where this applies is 1951, when their birthday lands on Sivan 11, resulting in a 13th Hebrew birthday in May of 1964, BEFORE their 13th birthday on June 15th

The Stans find the Stan O War in spring of 1964 at age 12 (or 1961, if you think they were 10)

Evidence:

There are two viable dates for when they find the Stan o War, depending on if they’re 10 (the same age Stan was when he started writing Lil Stanley in the Lost Legends comics) or 12 (the same age as Dipper and Mabel). I think that the way the artist drew the young Stan twins in the Lil Stanley comic looks (age 10) looks slightly younger than how they look in the series (and they are designed a little differently than they look in the Jersey Devil comic, when we KNOW they have the Stan O War already), but there is evidence for both sides.

I lean toward them being 12 because they pull out a sharpie, which wasn’t invented until 64, but there is a reference to a Bruce Springsteen song in a magazine in Lost Legends, quoted by someone named “Brucey S, age 11” and Bruce Springsteen would have been 11 in 1961, so this might be 1961 (or the magazine Ford is reading from might be an old magazine.) I went with 1964, because I think 12 parallelled the ages of Dipper and Mabel better.

Stan gets kicked out in spring of 1969 right before they turned 18. Ford starts at Backupsmore in the fall semester.

Evidence:

Stan makes a reference to Jackie O, which means Jackie Kennedy already remarried to be Jackie Onnassis, and is also still in the public eye, something that would be progressively less common after 1969 (she also happened to visit New Jersey in spring of 1969 and that would have made state headlines, something which is probably a coincidence, but nonetheless very interesting).

Furthermore, there is a portrait of Nixon in the principal’s office, and he would have been sworn in in early 1969.

I think 1969 is more likely than 1970 because ‘69 gives more wiggle room for Shermie to be the baby (more on that later) and for Ford to get at least one PhD.

-Stan dates Carla “Hotpants” McCorkle,(reconnecting for another date after the one at the theater in their teenage years), probably in 1971 (if this “hallucinatey” date even happened at all; if you dont think it happened at all, disregard).

Evidence:

We know this is a later date, when stan is an adult, because his design matches the designs on one of his fake IDs from his years on the run. It was likely 1971 because that is when the term “hotpants” was used to describe those short shorts.

The hippie aesthetic also started dying down after 1972 after the Manson attacks, so I picked 71 for the Juke Joint date.

Ford graduated from Backupsmore at the very earliest 1974, MAYBE early 1975.

Evidence:

In the journal it says he went to Gravity Falls in 1975, but we know he couldn’t have graduated earlier than 74, because we know that he played DDnMoreD in college, and he says in the journal that it was copyrighted in 1974. He also says Stanley always mocked him for playing it, which literally isn’t possible, so he’s either misremembering Stanley mocking him for an EARLIER TTRPG, or this copyright is for a later edition (though I think it must be the former, since DDnMD is a clear reference to DnD which WAS copyrighted in 1974. Still. Up to you.)

This means he completed his PhD in 6 years (or, three years ahead of schedule as described in the series). I believe many of his other PhDs were honorary degrees, and didn't bother working them into this timeline. He got them later.

Stan joins Rico’s gang in the late 70s

Evidence:

Sometime in the late 70s, Stan gets tangled up in what is implied to be the Colombian cartel, which would have been most active in the late 70s, between 75 and 79. Following his trajectory on the map in ATOTS showing his path across the country, he headed below the border toward the end of that trackline, so it was probably later on.

Ford started Journal 3 in 1981, shortly after meeting Bill in 1981.

Evidence:

He says he discovered his muse in 1981 in J3. He also says he is starting J3 six years after he started investigating Gravity Falls (which he did in 75). He also says early on in J3 that he is in his 30s, and he would have turned 30 in June of 1981, three days before he started J3.

There is some fuckery here on how he’s known his muse for “two years” midway J3, and the way I explain that in the video is that the first part of J3 spans nearly 2 years, and there is ample evidence that he wrote many pages out of order. This might be a page from later on in 1982, early 83, instead of mid-81.

We know that Reagan was already in office at this point.

Fiddleford shows up in July of 1982. Fiddleford begins making the memory gun after the Gremloblin incident later that year.

Evidence:

We know at least a year has passed because if you track the months, they go from June, to August, and then later on down to July again when Fiddleford is called. As for the Gremloblin incident, it happened relatively close to the bunker incident (which would have been closer to summer, since it was still hot outside) but it was followed closely by the carnival, where they had squash for sale, and squash are in season after September, typically.

First Portal Test is on January 18, 1983

Fiddleford falls through the portal, his head poking through, on January 18 1983, the day after the confrontation he had with Ford in the diner.

Late February, 1983 - The Portal Incident

Evidence:

There are three many reasons I chose this date. Firstly, we know it is 1983 not just because it follows the trajectory of earlier dates, but because we know that Ford has heard The Eurythmics’ chart topper “Sweet Dreams Are Made of This” because when he returns he says he is looking forward to their next one, and that came out in January of 83’, before he would have been sucked through.

Secondly, five weeks after January 18th, it would still be snowy in up-mountain Oregon where Ford is, but not that snowy in New Mexico where Stan is when he gets the post card.

Thirdly, we know at least 5-6 weeks have passed because Ford describes about this many weeks during his “paranoid era” in the journal (more than one instance of “a couple weeks, several weeks, a few weeks”, etc.).

In the year 2000, Dipper and Mabel are born.

Evidence:

I know most people think it’s 1999. And that is fine, but I have ample evidence that the show takes place in 2013, not 2012 (see below), so 2000 would have to work for their birthday.

But 2000 also gives a little bit of wiggle room to Shermie being the baby. (If you don’t think Shermie is the baby, disregard this section). If Shermie IS the baby, then if he was born in spring of 1969 (late 68 at the earliest), then you can barely fit two generations of Pines in the space between 1969 and 2000. It would mean that both Shermie and his kid would need to be 15 when they had a kid, which is … not great, but not impossible? I dunno man, take it up with Hirsch. (Or just assume the baby is Shermie’s kid. Follow your dreams).

In 2013, Dipper and Mabel visit their Grunkle Stan in Gravity Falls.

Evidence:

The Northwest ghost died in what is described in the journal as “The Great Flood of 1863”. The Northwests are trying to keep this flood under wraps in J3, because they don’t want people finding out about the lumberjacks killed in the flood. The Northwest Ghost swore with his dying breath to come back 150 yrs after his death. 150 years later from 1863, is 2013.

The 1040 form that Stan is filling out his Tax Fraud note on in the truth-telling ep is a 2012 form. To file tax returns, you use w2s 1040s labeled under the PREVIOUS year

Sevral Timez shouts "2013"

1983 is 30 years before 2013.

Note: This would mean that the Stans are 62 at the end of the summer, which might mean that they are "pushing 70" as Stan describes himself.

Anyways, here's the full video if you have 2.5 hours. Otherwise, enjoy this resource!

youtube

#gravity falls #stanford pines #stanley pines #gravity falls theory #gravity falls meta #Youtube

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tothebestofmyabilities · 10 months ago

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@seemoreseymoursbay day 3! OC day

So in the episode 'Bad Tina' Zeke mentions that his dads girlfriend just had a baby, assuming that the dads gf he talks about in early seasons is Cheryl his step mom and that the father of that baby is Zekes dad we can also assume that Zeke has a very young half sibling. And I did go ahead and assume all those things so this is Zekes baby sister Cherish (Cherry for short).

Used the prompt wonder wharf

Im gonna talk some more about her under the cut bc im sure that will devolve into infodumping zeke lore/headcanons and i dont want anyone to get stuck scrolling past a wall of text

Interestingly she's the only oc i have that's part of a different piece of media rather than one of my own projects.

She's a spunky little toddler for sure she's always got tons of energy, she's extremely confident and fearless constantly running off when she sees something that excites her or to ask strangers questions. She has a big sweet tooth but also loves spicy foods, off the top of my head I don't think its been discussed in canon where Zeke is from originally but recently I've been thinking of him and his bio mom as being from louisiana (projection on my part my mom is from louisiana and bc I like Zeke as a chef and the food there is soo good) I love the idea that his mom taught him to cook the local dishes and that he makes them for Cherry. She dresses in a chaotic mix of her own love of bright, clashing rainbow colors and dingey hand-me-downs from Zekes childhood and from their other cousins. I definitely think Zeke has adhd and Cherry does as well.

I tend to draw her/think of her around age 2 1/2- 3 (so when zeke is 16ish) but in canon time she'd still be a newborn. I love the idea of Zeke with a young sibling he's portrayed in the show as being super caring, protective of and loyal to the people be cares about, and good with younger kids all of which read as big brother qualities to me and he's also mentioned wanting siblings hes closer too. (He mentioned having a 44 year old brother in Presto Tina-o but also has said his bio mom was pregnant with him at her prom which is probably just a continuity error with his throway lines but taken at face value makes his dad out to be a gross old creep which is my personal headcanon idk if there's anyone out there who are big fans of Zeke's dad and step mom but my headcanons do not paint them in a nice light so beware of that)

Based on pretty much everything Zeke has ever said about his family I get the impression that the adults in his life are pretty neglectful and irresponsible and definitely not super present (he rarely ever speaks about his dad I hc him having a job that keeps him away from the family most of the time probably something like trucking and Zeke has mentioned Cheryl being an alcoholic I also hc her as much younger than the dad maybe she's a bartender? I definitely see her having a nightlife kind of job also for reference picture her as a redhead with blue eyes and a lot of tattoos that's where cherry gets her eyes and freckles)

I believe with Cherry a lot of parenting responsibilities would be placed on Zeke and while i think he has qualities that are really well suited to that the parentification of an older sibling is not ok and would negatively impact him, I like the idea of him applying for a job at Bob's Burgers bc he needs a more stable way to provide financially than doing odd jobs around town and not only getting a job but also getting a support system and adults who care about him and his sister and their wellbeing. I think Bob would take Zeke under his wing and help him make himself and his education a priority (the belchers helping out with Cherry when they can so he can focus more on school and extra curriculars) and help him get into a culinary school after graduation. Linda would fall completely in love with her (we know how much she loves babies) and basically treat Cherry like she's her own grandbaby. They all babysit her when needed but Louise is her favorite babysitter and maybe person also she really looks up to Louise and likes to imitate her fashion style and the way she speaks, Louise would pretend that this annoys her but not so secretly finds it adorable.

Anyways clearly i could go on and on but ill just cut myself off there hope y'all like her!

#my art #bobs burgers #bobs burgers fanart #fanart #zeke bobs burgers #bobs burgers oc #oc #seemoreseymoursweek #smsw #artists on tumblr #the picture of Zeke's family painted by all his random throwaway lines is endlessly fascinating to me #this probably means nothing to anyone else but zeke is so shawn hunter from boy meets world coded to me #oops was editing this in my drafts and accidentally pressed post instead of save its not actually march 6th for me for two more minutes #was gonna wait to post until morning but ok whatever its here now i guess

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 1 year ago

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AITA for telling my brother his wife is using him?

This may be long but I want to make sure there is enough info for you to give an accurate judgment. TLDR at the end but I encourage reading the full post

I (25f) have an older brother, J (28m). I also have a younger brother (22m), L. J and I were always close when we were younger then grew apart as we got older, the boys always were close. The year J graduated high school we became close again.

J met his gf A (29-31f, I dont even know how old she is but she's older then J) during college. I remember the first time A came home with him, and she was very sweet but very nervous. We clicked and had a good conversation that lasted hours (we all were at our parents house and us girls had to share a room and the boys did too). Anytime there were holidays we stayed at our parents and did this (big holidays that colleges had off like Christmas and Thanksgiving)

We met up a couple of times and all was fine. It was hard as they lived far away from where we grew up (2-4 hours depending on traffic and routes). Then I moved to the country, about 20 minutes away from them. We met up more often, but only maybe about once every 3 months. No big deal, I was busy working. Then J and A got engaged and it felt like everything changed.

I would invite them to hang out or get dinner, but J and A would make excuses. J would be like "A can't come so we won't make it" even when I said "okay but what if only you came? You're my brother?" He would make excuses. The days they agreed to meet up, suddenly day of couldn't go. He was tired after work, she wasn't feeling good, the car wasn't working. Anything and everything you could think of. I did notice whenever L came to visit me and stay, J and A would always be available to meet up, even if it was last minute.

So I figured...it somehow must be me? And then they got married. And it was beautiful.

Or so im told as it was a private ceremony and I wasn't invited :) I actually was originally told the date, which I asked off of work for, but then I got a text a week prior saying "guess what happened tonight" and then was told they got married. L was there. Our parents and myself were not. A did tell me she didn't feel right inviting our parents if her parents weren't there...but why not me? I was told it was a private ceremony and only L was there as a witness, but one of their friend's posted pictures and it had over 5 different people in them

I tried to let it go but honestly it hurt me and pissed me off and everything kept adding onto it. I have zero clue what the hell i did. I have texted J and asked him point blank if he is mad at me, he would deny. I asked for A's number cause he mentioned she was lonely and had lost friends, I said we could go get our nails done since that's something she likes (I dont but I figured I'd extend an olive branch) he refused to give it to me. It seems its me but again I have zero clue why.

It worsened after me and J got into an argument. They canceled again, and I do know A was having a bought of depression at this time. I understood, as someone diagnosed with depression and anxiety. But J told me I never would understand (A was still going out to places and hanging out with friends, meanwhile there were days I couldn't get out of bed and called into work sick. I know we shouldn't compare mental illness but it seemed like an excuse to me. A also would do things that she has said makes her mental health worse, like reading and watching things that triggers her). The whole reason I wanted to hang out is because I had Christmas gifts from our parents and a few of our childhood friends for them (L was out of the country at this time and had mailed a gift to them). They kept bailing and I tried for TWO MONTHS, I finally delivered the items the week after Valentines.

One of our friends was a baker and TOLD THEM she baked them a cake, special for them because A has dietary restrictions due to a chronic disease. They knew this and it spoiled. So I was upset for my friend, and I lied and said they got it to save her the hurt.

But when J finally told me to drop off the items I blew up at him. We stood outside his house and yelled at each other. He flat out told me to stop being so emotional and that I was letting hormones get in the way of thinking, and that I should understand A being depressed. I did! I yelled at him he should get his head out of his ass and that he is letting down not just me but our friends, especially the baker who has a waitlist and made stuff SPECIAL for them. He didn't thank me for my gift, but texted each individual person for theirs.

That was in 2022. A month after I apologized and he said he forgave me. But nothing has changed. Since then they didn't wish me happy birthday (they called L on his, he is now living with me temporarily, but when I pointed out I didn't get a happy birthday from anyone *literally only one friend wished me a happy birthday and L, even my own parents forgot* A told me I needed to get over myself and that birthdays weren't that important to them so I shouldn't take any offense. I didnt expect them to wish me a happy birthday this year because of that, but my true friends and my parents did remember this year),. They didn't come to my college graduation. I stopped texting J and I hadn't heard a response since. We did see each other this past Christmas coincidentally, not planned as they didn't come to our parents. J was pleasant, A said nothing but watched me the whole time, and I made excuses to leave this Christmas party as I didnt even know they knew the person throwing the party.

I came home early from work this past week and J was visiting L (something J claims he can't do during weekdays cause he works 9-5 during the week...allegedly). J gave me a hug and we all chatted for about an hour, it felt like old times, but then his wife called. It was a smooth conversation then I got brought up, and suddenly A needed J back home immediately. He bailed on dinner plans he and L had (L had spent all day cooking a roast, it was delicious btw and yes L was upset J didn't stay).

I had enough. I called J during his "work hours" on his cell. J answered and I chewed him out. I said our brother was hurt and whatever the issue with me is HAS to stop. If he doesn't tell me whats wrong, I CANT fix it. J told me there was nothing wrong with me and I was reading too into it. I pointed out some of the same instances I listed and he told me I was reading into it. He then accidentally let slip that A didn't want us talking. Which I figured. I blew up and told him A was using him. A was turning him against me and our parents *i am too lazy to go back but he stopped talking to our parents the same time he stopped talking to me but he always talked to L*. I mentioned how she is an adult and if she has an issue with me she needs to tell me, but instead she's a fucking coward. J yelled at me that she has anxiety and I yelled back "bitch I do too! I'm on fucking meds for it" which i know she isnt. J hung up on me.

Not only is everything above an issue, A also: doesn't have a job and only J has the income. Claims its because of her illness, the one that causes dietary restrictions, yet EATS said things even though she knows makes her sick. She won't let J meet up with our childhood friends. A also has stsrted getting J to take edibles with her. If J is tested, it will get him fired from his job. But then she complains he's being a loser if he doesn't do edibles with her.

The kicker is this: A solely used to date women. J is NOT a woman, nor does he want to identify as one. J knows A used to date women, and again tells me I should be more considerate seeing as how I am openly bisexual. However, and I havent told J this, one of the conversations I did have with A after they got married, she told me TO MY FACE "yeah, I never imagined marrying a guy yet here I am." Laughed and I kind of was like oh haha, isnt it crazy how things work out, to which she said "I dont even like men!" Slapped my thigh laughing and continued laughing. I was bewildered and when J had returned and asked what we were talking about we both changed the subject.

I did tell L when that happened and he thought it was weird but we couldn't change anything as they were married. I dont know if I should tell J.

But really I do feel as though A is using J, but now im wondering if I should lay it out more clearly WHY. Or if I should stay out of it. They already seem to hate me, so part of me is like why not go for it. But L is talking me off that bridge (my therapist is also testing me for something that isnt solely anxiety and depression) . I know J is hurt as he told L such, and part of me feels bad I yelled, but also the rest of me wants to key his fucking car and tell him to shove it up his ass and ban him from seeing L at my house as it is MY house even though L is living there

AITA?

TLDR: I yelled at my brother his wife is using him as she doesn't have a job, always falls back on her mental and physical illness yet does things to make them worse, and has also told me she doesn't like men (she used to exclusively date women prior to my brother).

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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rist-ix · 1 year ago

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I have a question for you what do you think of the quote unquote age gap between Bloom and Valtor?

I had to do alot of research to understand Bloom age when I started to like this ship better than Mr cheater. So here's a brief information dump:

Bloom is 16 in the first episode and its confirm her bday is December 10 (we don't know the the exact year when each girl was born only the fact Stella is the oldest by that logic Bloom is the second youngest out of the group) when we get to season 3 it is confirmed that the girls is in their 3rd semester so that makes Bloom 19 at point. Valtor's age we do not know however I'm going to say at most early 20s from what we know Valtor working with a younger Griffin before he got Popsicled.

Here comes the tricky part. In s4 the girls just finished their semester and graduated making them 20-21. Up until s5 where Nicklodeon had to reboot their age making them 16 again. Flashforward to s8 and that makes Bloom age 19 if you are following the reboot or 23 if you do not follow the reboot. Since we don't know how long Valtor been frozen his mental age is up for debate.

For me personally I don't see Sparxshipping as an Edward and Bella situation as Edward was aging naturally during his years while Valtor was frozen and couldn't age naturally but only mentally.

Okay okay first of all! Your Bloom math checks out and I just realized that I for some reason always thought Bloom is 18 in s3. Which is still possible, I think, I just dont know why I assumed that. Actually no, it works, if she is 16 in s1 she is 17 in s2 and 18 in s3, but we dont know a lot about how the school years work in Magix so I'm gonna jot her down as 18-19 for the remainder of this post.

Still dont know how I passed math btw.

Anyway. Valtor's age is where the real mystery is at. We've got two possibilities in my opinion.

1. He's pulling the ageless immortal card.

My personal go-to for fics and discussions. Love me some 300 year old mommy issues. He has too much practice being a messy bitch, there's no fixing this man folks.

Evidence: There's a flashback showing him with Griffin as a tween: she looks MUCH younger, he looks exactly the same. Unless he also stole the secret magic of the world's most potent anti aging cream, or Griffin's proximity to Faragonda just aged her by three more decades, he does not age.

2. He is the age he looks.

Which, in my humble opinion, would not put him anywhere near twenty. That is a grown man. He's not college age, unless you count college professors under that word. Even if I were good at guessing ages the very stylized art style would throw me for a loop, but im gonna say 40s, give or take. Look at Avalon, look at Codatorta, look at King Radius if u must. That is the age range we're looking at.

Evidence: I dont have any. We're ballin'. I guess it's never explicitly stated he's immortal, which you'd think would be big enough of a deal to mention. If u got something feel free to let me know.

That being said, the Winx Club Wiki page for the canon timeline (ha, good one) puts the time of Valtor's creation in a rough time frame from "Over 17 years before season 1" to "Under 100 years before season 6". So he could technically be anywhere from 17-97, though I'm not sure the upper limit is as reliable as the lower one, given the check-list format of the website. So make of that what you will.

Now that we've got the question of age out of the way, lets get to the age gap. I have no idea what the situation in twilight was to be honest, so I cant compare that.

Realistically, there's at least a decade between Bloom and Valtor. Possibly two decades and change. And that is just from visible age, we can add a few centuries on top of that if we're sticking with the immortal bit. I'm gonna be gonest, I dont think being frozen for 17 years will make a whole lot of difference here.

If you find that icky, which is fair, you can always change that for fics tho! Either turn him into a twenty year old or put Bloom in her milf-era, the options are endless. Personally, I think the age difference is half the fun though, and also the least of their issues. When you're off making out with the objectively worst person in history, wether he's too old for her isnt gonna rank very high on people's list of concerns.

#asks #sparxshipping #winx bloom #winx valtor #i think their very obvious gap in knowledge and experience is very intrinsic to their canon dynamic #Bloom being the underdog while Valtor is VERY convinced of his superiority kind of defines the ship for me #and it makes it so much more satisfying when Bloom does put him on his ass

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bridgyrose · 9 months ago

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Hey Bridgey, literally all I want is (White Rose) Weiss having a sudden growth spurt and ending up about as tall as Winter, and Ruby realising she's now the shortest of her team... again... (anything else you can do whatever, I'm just emotionally craving that)

(Unfortunately for you, Weiss has never been taller than Ruby without heels)

“See? I told you I’d get taller than you one day.”

Ruby paused for a moment when she realized she had to look up at Weiss, not quite sure when she managed to get a few inches taller. “Y-yeah, I can see that. When… when did that happen?”

Weiss shrugged a bit. “I dont think I ever really paid attention. Guess I ended up with a late growth spurt.”

“Seems like it…” Ruby sighed for a moment as she looked over Weiss, not sure how much she believed her. It had only been a couple years since they graduated Beacon, so it wasnt too likely that it was just a late growth spurt, especially with having been on missions with her over the last couple years, and she never did seem taller.

“Though, it shouldnt matter much. I’m just glad I dont need to wear heels anymore to not look like a child.”

Ruby chuckled a bit. “People thought you were a child? I thought your attitude would’ve made them think otherwise.”

Weiss rolled her eyes. “You’d be surprised what people would think. Still, we should get going on our mission and not dally too much.”

Ruby nodded and followed Weiss, still focused on how much taller that she had gotten. Though, she still wasnt sure why she was so focused on her height, it wasnt like she was bothered being shorter than most of her team anyway, but seeing Weiss taller than her started to make her feel self conscious. It was a strange feeling, one that she hadnt felt since she had started transitioning the year before she made it into Beacon. And yet, here she was, once again comparing herself to someone that she had a crush on and feeling… not quite herself.

“Everything okay, Ruby?” Weiss asked as they walked. “You seem quieter than you normally are.”

“I-I’m fine, really, I uh-” Ruby sighed and looked away. “How did you really get so tall?”

“It was just a growth spurt-”

“You’re just as tall as Yang now! How did you do that so quickly?”

“Because I lied about my age!”

Ruby stopped in her tracks and looked at Weiss curiously. “You… lied about your age?”

“Well, not… me, but father…” Weiss sighed and found a stump to sit on. “After Winter ended up going off to Atlas, father wanted to make sure he had an heir ready, but I… I was still a bit too young. Then, he lied about my age to get me into school quicker. When I entered Beacon, I was fifteen, just like you.”

“You… you were?” Ruby leaned against a tree, almost too surprised to realize how angry she was from the couple years of being treated like a child by her. A grudge she didnt realize she’d been carrying. “Then why did you keep treating me like you did when we first came to Beacon?”

“Because I… I couldnt… I wanted to tell the truth, but I needed to act like an adult for father and I couldnt let anyone know that I was younger than everyone… and if I admitted that I was a child like you, then-”

“Then what? You thought we’d be angry?”

“-you’d treat me… different.”

Ruby paused for a moment when she saw Weiss look genuinely scared, not at all like a woman who knew exactly what she wanted. Nervous like she was when she first came to Beacon, still young and coming into who she was supposed to be. “We wouldn’t have.”

Weiss looked up at her. “You would’ve-”

“We would have treated you like a friend.” Ruby moved to sit down next to Weiss, leaning against her. “And… it would’ve been nice to know that there was someone my age on our team as well. Then maybe we both could’ve felt less alone.”

“That… that would’ve been nice.”

“But no more secrets, okay?” Ruby asked with a smile, standing up and offering a hand to Weiss. “Though, we should get back to our mission.”

Weiss nodded and took Ruby’s hand. “No more secrets.”

#rwby #ruby rose #rwby ruby rose #weiss schnee #whiterose #ruby x weiss #growthspurt au

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the-mandawhor1an · 2 months ago

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Question tag game

I've been tagges by @djarins-cyare a while ago and finally get to it. Thank you for thinking of me 💜💜💜

Answers under the cut ⇓⇓⇓

Do you make your own bed?

Not on the regular. I am a human raccoon and live in eternal chaos. My bed is only made when we have people over and they might have a look into the bedroom to see the cat. Or when it hits me and I have one of these days where I feel the urge to deep-clean the bedroom.

Favourite number?

17. I dont know why but the number jus speaks to me. Also, kind of feel good about 12, it's a nice number. Very versatile. Probably the number I gravitate toward when I have to think of a random number.

What’s your job?

I am a development engineer to put it simply. My official job description will lead to me having to explain quite a few things. It's a niche industry and I am intentionally vague about it, as it's probably easy to find my workplace and in return me if I tell you. What I can say is, I am considered a photonics engineer and work with lasers daily.

I lovingly call myself 'smartass with a licnse'. Engineers are a little smartassy. Also, my 'expertise' will have some significance to the Reed Richards filth that still sits in my wip folder.

If you could go back to school, would you?

I'm not sure. The only 'step' I have left would be starting a PhD. Do I enjoy being an engineer? Yes. Are about half of my coworkers PhD holders and that makes me feel like the odd one out? Also yes.

Am I willing to switch my 40 hour work week to about 60 hours for the next 3 to 5 years? I'm not so sure. Also generally the pay for PhD students is not that great in good old Germany

Would I like to be a Dr-Ing one day? It would be cool. I bet my granddad would be proud, he was a professor himself. Kind of sad that he passed before I graduated.

Can you parallel park?

Yup. I do it rarely but my car is small and I am (mostly) confident in my parking skills. Unless Heehoo is with me because he has this talent to make comments about women's parking skills whenever I park my car perfectly and it annoys the ever-loving shit out of me.

Do you think aliens are real?

I think so. It used to scare me when I was younger but now the thought of being completely alone in this universe is a lot scarier. The universe is big. FUCKING BIG. It is next to impossible that there is no other life out there. There is the great filter theory but I don't fully subscribe to it.

Can you drive a manual car?

Not to bash the Americans on here but I believe most Europeans do? Yes, I learned in driving school, otherwise you're not allowed to drive manual after you have your license. Nowadays you can even do a hybrid of automatic and manual at driving school. Like 4 lessons are on the manual and the rest plus the exam are done on the automatic and you still get the license to drive both.

Also, my car (that has been running smoothly ever since it came back) is a manual. I've been driving mom's car for years before that which was automatic, it was a little difficult to get back into shifting gears but it takes one or two trips and it's all back and works on autopilot. Now when I drive automatic I find myself wanting to shift gears every now and then.

What’s your guilty pleasure?

I'm not sure I even have guilty pleasures. I enjoy my pleasures unapologetically these days.

Do you have any phobias?

Flying.

I know it's irrational as driving a car is infinetely more dangerous than flying but I can NOT stay calm when I feel the nose of the plane take a dive. I will claw into the arm rests and make the trip unbearable for Heehoo as well.

I have been on planes. I survived, obviously. It just doesn't feel nice so currently I can only stomach short flights.

Favourite childhood sport?

Probably dancing? Unless horseback riding is also considered sport.

Yes, you read that right.

I was a horse girl. I wanted to buy a horse when I started working. Well, haha, funny thought. I am paying off my car rn and I can NOT afford a horse whatsoever.

I am by no means an active person. The only movement I somewhat enjoy is rollerskating and taking walks. Sometimes swimming.

Do you talk to yourself?

Occasionally. A lot happens internally but sometimes I just vocalize my thoughts when I'm alone.

Do you have tattoos?

Currently I have two, both on my ribcage. A little fox (that I should just call Fink tbh)

The stretch marks really came out to say hi in this.

and some florals with Mando's helmet.

Mando will get an extension all the way down my leg with my Maia helmet and more florals. It will take some time tho. I need to save up some money for it. Plus I'm not so happy wih my body rn. Working full time really takes a toll on the body.

Favourite colour?

purple. Easy.

Do you like puzzles?

Jigsaw puzzles? They're okay. I have two 1500 piece puzzles hanging on the walls as decor. One in the kitchen, one used to be in the hallway. Now there hangs a collage of wedding photos.

I still have a halfway done Mando puzzle waiting to be finished and put into a frame. Idek where to hang it.

That's it

npt: @rivnedell @evolnoomym @zaddymandalorian @guiltyasdave @djarins-wife

(if you've already done it I'm sorry, it's been a while since this came around)

#wolke jammert #tag game #get to know me

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riallasheng · 8 months ago

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Hello!!! Thank you for answering my ask about the boys' achievements, it's so cool to see how much info about them!! It's amazing! And I'd love love love to know about TinTin, Brains, and the rest too if you dont mind ^⁠_⁠^

Hello again my lovely returning anon! ^^

I'm quite glad to have answered your question, and I'm so happy that you enjoyed my answer! ^^

I'll answer these as best I'm able, although in warning there simply is not as much information on these characters as there is on the Tracy brothers, and it tends to be a bit more contradictory (esp with Brains. Oh my heavens Brains' stuff tends to be ALL OVER the place)

Despite there not being as much, it is still several people, so readmore deployed yet again!!

I also added in Grant Tracy (Grandma Tracy's husband) and Valentina Tracy (my name for Jeff's wife... I know Fleetway and now TaG have adopted the fanon name of Lucille for her, but I don't use it for my TOS fanworks)

Going from oldest to youngest again, which - given I'm a fan of the 'Brains is only Alan's age' - means Brains is last. Brains has like... four... official / canon age brackets. He bounces between 'roughly Jeff's age', to 'roughly Scott's age', to 'roughly the age of the 'middle' sibling (John or Virgil as ye please), to 'roughly Alan's age'. To me, his puppet LOOKS young, as does most of his art in the multiple canon comics, and he is referred to as a 'young man' and Scott thinks of him as 'the younger man' a few times in the novels and comics (plus Scott overall treats him like he is both younger than Scott himself AND much as he does his brothers - and his brothers treat Brains as if he were their age / one of the brothers in the novels and Brains treats THEM as if they're off the same age with Scott as the 'older sibling' in the novels too. Seriously there is SO MUCH SIBLING-LIKE BANTER AND TEASING it's wonderful XD ) So if nothing else in the NOVELS and pretty much all the comics I'd say Brains must be either in the 'middle sibling' or 'Alan' age bracket. (In a few comic stories, but most notably Atlantic Tunnel, Alan treats Brains as if THEY are roughly the same age, which is why I default to Brains being about Alan's age for my fanworks. Most official bios put Brains at ~25 though and thus 'middle sibling' age)

A quick note unrelated to this but in relation your other ask that is just a 'I forgot to add this': Gordon apparently does not have his astronaut wings, and seemingly doesn't have a astropilot license, not even a provisional / limited one. We actually only ever see him in space / on TB3 a very small handful of times and most of them are in Fleetway or Countdown.

Grant Tracy:

We somehow know both even less and even more about Grant than we do about Grandma Tracy. XD

We actually know his canon given name, and we know his profession (farmer) where we don't know what Grandma's profession was, and we know he was killed in the same avalanche that Jeff's wife was killed in

We know basically NOTHING ELSE about the man XD

I made him 3-4 years older than Grandma Tracy, and being VERY similar to Gordon in personality, to give someone for Gordon to have been really close to when the poor lad didn't quite fit in with the rest of the family. (which funnily enough gives him my baby brother's birth year)

I also had it where Grant graduated high school, but did not go for college as he wouldn't need it for his career (plus there honestly is nothing wrong with NOT going to college). I could absolutely see him going for a Trade school though

Given he seemingly was driving the car that he and the Tracys' mom was in when it was hit by the avalanche (Fleetway puts it as the house was hit so there's that too), he obviously would have had a Class-D (standard driver's) license. We know there was a lot of heavy farming equipment on the farm as Virgil's bios state he loved tinkering on and working with it, so he absolutely would have had a Class-B (farming vehicle) license. Outside of that, we don't really know what he might have had license wise

Grandma Tracy:

Not a part of her canon education or accomplishments, but my name for her in my fanworks is: Ruth Rosemary Joan Tracy (with a maiden name of Hughes). While the name of Ruth was popularized in the TOS fandom by the amazing Boomercat, I actually had come up with the name separately, naming her in honor of a VERY dear friend and 'great aunt' of mine who was VERY similar to Grandma Tracy in personality -especially the calm, down to earth, grounding and driving force that she is in the novels - and cooking skills (and in size. oh my lord my great aunt Ruth wasn't even 5 feet tall, which was always a bit amusing when she and I got to talk in person -she lived in Cairo, Egypt and I am American - as I'm 6 foot even) Her middle name of Rosemary actually was originally Eowyn, but I changed it in 2017 as my way of tributing Boomercat (Rosemary "Rosie" Alcott) when she passed away Her confirmation name (as I have her as Catholic, again in honor of the real-life Ruth for whom I named her) is Joan in tribute to Joan Hughes - an amazing woman in her own right who was actually the pilot of the real-life Tigermoth in Thunderbird 6!! Her maiden name of Hughes is a double duty tribute: both to Joan Hughes and to Howard Hughes!

There really is not much known about Grandma in canon. We aren't certain of her education. In the 2060s timeline, she would have been born in the late 80s (1987) and thus would be a millennial. Some of her bios imply that she would have been born in western Colorado (as that is where the Tracys were when the tragic avalanche happens and she and her husband Grant had moved to Aspen, Colorado after giving the TRACY family farm to Jeff and his new wife). So her education would be that of an early millennial / late gen Xer.

We don't know if she had any college education in canon. As I decided to make use of her apparently highly skilled cooking, I had her go to trade school / vocational school as cooking / baking is considered a trade

She refers to her cooking (and her cooking is referred TO) as famous, so I like to give her the accomplishment of running a bakery that won her awards and was well known but it isn't a canon accomplishment

Similarly, while it IS canon that Grandma traveled the world and is very worldly / knowledgeable about many places... we don't know anything more than that. I went with giving her Joan Hughes general backstory: A stunt pilot since the age of 15, one of the first people accepted into the newly formed World Air Force in the 2010s (one of the first women accepted into the britsh air force for Joan Hughes), served as a ferry pilot and ferried / flew aircraft all over the world - fighter craft, scout craft, bombers, you name it., then went on to be a stunt pilot after the war for a while. This means that in my fanworks, the Tiger Moth is RUTH's and used to be her stunt plane and she gave it to Jeff, and then Alan when she got too old to safely fly it. As a further result of this, Ruth was given the World Government equivalents of Joan's awards / medals in my ficverse (That would be the MBE and Pike Trophy- the pike being for outstanding contribution to civil flying instruction)

Grandma is strongly implied to have been a pretty good marksman in her past, so I gave her that skillset as well in my fanworks. Granted a LOT of farmers / people in rural areas in the US tend to be decent marksman as it's actually a fairly required / necessary skill set, esp on farms.

We never see Grandma driving in canon, BUT as someone with many kith and kin in rural areas in the USA... let's just say she would ***100%*** have a Class-D (standard driver's) license. Like seriously, public transportation is NOT an option outside of urban / suburban areas. I'd assume she also would have a Class-B (farmer's) license. My version of the character has a pilot's license as I used Joan Hughes' backstory to explain Grandma Tracys' 'world travelling' and 'exciting' past. She might have a helicopter license, though I strongly doubt she'd have a helijet license. She might have a CBL (or class A, B, and C commerical vehicles) license if we go with her having a Bakery that was big enough and /or to transport planes around via transport trucks. She seemingly has a commercial boating license, and the show kinda implies that she knows HOW to scuba, so we'll assume she has a diving license. Grandma is old enough (78 in 2065) that she likely has not renewed some - if not all - of these licenses. It depends on her health and opinions and needs

Parker:

Yes, yes, I know that in canon Parker is ~5 years Jeff's junior, but gosh darn it that always felt WRONG to me, Parker consistently looks and ACTS older than Jeff so I decided to age him up so that he was 5 or so years Jeff's SENIOR (Basically, it's the same age gap we see in the 04 film. Bill Paxton was born in 1955, Ron Cook was born in 1948)

I pull MUCH more heavily off the novels and comics for Parker and Penny than I do the TV series (esp the Lady Penelope novels) as Parker is MUCH less of a comedic and bumbling figure there, portrayed as far more competent and capable, and there is legit respect and friendship (if not a family-like bond) between Parker and Penelope in the novels and comics. Oddly enough, the 04 film really captured novel/comics Parker in a way the TV show never really did for me.

Parker hails from a long line of retainers for the English aristocracy 'for centuries', going back to at least the time of Queen Victoria and most likely longer than that. Parker was actually born into a decently well to do family, as his father was head butler, and his mother head housekeeper to an Earl.

Parker went to school and excelled at thermo-technical dynamics and engineering - at 13 years of age he converted an ex-army hovercraft into an all-terrian car/library for the Earl (from what I can figure, he basically gutted the hovercraft and installed shelving and a desk in the now empty interior, removed the partition wall between the cabin and main body of the hovercraft, and likely added a ramp of some kind to the rear for access. The hovercraft seems to have been about the size of a short-bus from context clues. So impressive, but not impossible for a 13 year old.

It's heavily implied that Parker continued to go to school and into higher education, still with a focus on thermo-technical dynamics and engineering, and continued to excel at it

The Earl died with Parker was 20. The Earl's family cut off Parker's allowance, his parents paychecks, kicked the Parker family out of the house / off the grounds, gave them no recommendations and from the sounds of it 'took back' a LOT of the money they'd been saving / left the family basically penniless.

The Parkers moved to London. It's HEAVILY implied that his parents died very shortly after this, and Parker fell in with bad company, quickly using his education to become the finest / best safe-cracker in the world, and an equally skilled cat-burglar. No violent crime at all, in fact it seems the only violence he has was self defense or while resisting arrest / escaping custody, and even that seems limited to 'only what is needed to get away and won't do any lasting harm'. At the very least, Parker seems to have no counts of murder, manslaughter, battery, or assault. He indeed was only at Parkwood due to his reputation for being to escape 'any nick'

He was eventually caught and ended up in Parkwood Scrubs Prison and spent some time there, where he shared a cell with light-fingered Fred and the two became great friends.

Parker was released from Prison and given passing refences to his having served in 'the war' I tend to think that he might have had something similar to his Real-Life INSPIRATION occur: Johnny Ramensky was a career burglar and safe-cracker. During WWII he was released after agreeing to enlist in the military and put his skills to 'good use'. Parker having this past explains why he was released after only one to three years, the mentions of him having served / having military contacts and friends, and is a nice tie-in to his primary inspiration! There's at least one mention in the comics and I thiiiiiink one of the bios that he has a decorated service record.

Parker, like Jeff, is old enough that he likely was involved in SEVERAL of the 'world conflicts' that happen in TOS comic and show canon -The Global Conflict of the 2010s: In canon Parker wouldn't have been born yet, and in my aged up fanon he, like Jeff, would have only been a preteen. So not involved. -The Global Atomic War of the 2030s: Parker would have been in his early 30s for this, too young for what we see in the 'time in Parkwood' flashback, and likely joined this war of his own free will and likely is when he was a 'radio-man' and could even be where he got a lot of his driving training / skills as the way it is described in the novels is VERY 'military' in style. (Jeff was in this war too btw, as a pilot although it is heavily implied he was flying medical aid and not a combat pilot). Great Britian, Russia, Turkey, and I think Brazil become Military Dictatorships during this war and remain so until the 2040s. -In the 2040s, the World Goverment uses the Universal Secret Service (basically WIN from Joe 90, but the Agent 21 stories predate Joe 90 and the 'name' WIN by over 5ish years) to kill the Dictators in command of the various dictatorships, toppling said goverments and bringing them into the world goverment. These events were referred to as Civil Wars . We see Agent 21 being sent to the British Dictatorship to do this / take part in the British Civil War in his comic strips, set in 2046. Parker likely would have been living in England, likely even in London, during this time frame as he mentions he's only ever lived in England. Parker could have been a Loyalist, part of the rebellion, or even just 'I don't care', we really have no way of knowing. All factors considered, I lean towards Parker simply didn't care all that much and was still engaging in burglary and the like during this time frame. He would have been in his mid 40s. -Some time in the 2050s (I lean towards late 2050s given the ages of various characters involved) there SEEMS to have been another War. This is the one that Scott, Gordon, Troy, Phones, Scarlet, and many others MUST have been involved in. Parker would have been in his early 50s and THAT matches up with the age we see in the Parkwood flashbacks. Thus Parker likely was captured and held at Parkwood sometime in the late 2040s to early 2050s, and when the War started, was offered freedom in exchange for his skills.

After the war, Parker's bio says that he tried to go straight and narrow, taking odd jobs, but nothing worked out and by the time late 2063 / earl 2064 rolled around, he was back to burglary and safe-cracking... which is when / how Lady Penelope ended up meeting and hiring him. It's a FUN story, btw, and the first comic of Lady Penelope's comic strip stories. Parker goes to break into the safe of an American Oil Tycoon... only to find Lady Penelope already in the room, chilling. She basically half forces / half tricks Parker into agreeing to work for her.

Parker is an AMAZING driver, an excellent mechanic, and there's ONE comic (in Fleetway, which came out in the 90s) where we see him flying a plane so he at some point got his pilots license, but that MIGHT actually be a trainers / limited pilots license. Penny does canonically have a pilots license and thus so long as she is in the craft, Parker could fly with a limited license, and that might be only for jet craft, not propeller craft - ABSOLUTELY not for bi-planes XD. He absolutely does not have a helicopter or helijet license. He seems to have a civilian AND Commerical boating license, and might have a civilian submarine craft license. We see him diving, so he has a diving license. The man suffers from vertigo and shows no control over his parachute(s) when he uses them, so he doesn't have a skydiving or paragliding license. He might have a CBL (Class A, B, and C commerical vehicle) license, in fact I'd lean heavily towards it.

Jeff's Wife / Tracy Brothers' Mom:

She might be British? I think one of the bios says something along those lines, but all other canon material implies she was, like Jeff, American so it's sort of a *shrug emoji*. I like the idea of her being British myself, but it's a VERY grey area so choose as ye please

Yes, I made Jeff's wife older than him (only a year or so though XD ) I actually did it so that Alan and TinTin mirror the relationship, as Alan actually mirrors Jeff in a LOT of ways

I also go with a non-canon name. Valentina Lucille Tracey (maiden name Baumgartner) In my defense, Lucille was just a very popular fanon name starting in the mid 80s and then in the 90s, Fleetway comics made it canon, THAT happened only because the creative team at Fleetway mistakenly thought Lucille WAS canon / were persuaded to use it because of how popular it was. Both Gerry and Sylvia said they 'never would have named' the character Lucille so by the time Fleetway made it canon in the 90s, and then when TaG made it canon in the Teens... I already had a name for the character. I used the name of the first female Astronaught for her given name, and I gave her the surname of the first female test pilot. Then as a tip of the hat to fanon (and now canon) her middle name is Lucille.

Rather like Grant, we really don't know much about this woman, we don't even TECHNICALLY know her canon name in TOS, as Fleetway didn't come out till the 90s... although it is considered 'part', or at least one of, the canon continuities that make up TOS

We do know from bios that Virgil is the one that took the most after her - in appearance, in personality, and in his artistic and musical talents. Virgil's bio also flat-out states that she was musically focused, rather than Virgil's heavier art focus. She had a promising career as a concert pianist. She either retired from it to be a full time mom or 'retired' when she passed away. That means that the White Baby Grand is almost certainly HER piano.

Small fun fact, the 'died giving birth to Alan' might actually be ascended-fanon as well. Gerry and Sylvia never said or implied it themselves, and the sources that use it generally didn't get the info from them. officially, she died in a tragic accident when Alan was 'quite young' and Alan was then raised by his father and eldest brother and was as a result 'rather spoilt'. The avalanche I think first shows up in Fleetway, but I'm not sure.

Jeff Tracy

Canonically one of the first men on the moon... which... really, REALLY, REALLY doesn't work. Even with the 2020s timeline, Jeff was born in the 1970s which is AFTER the Space Race, and even Fleetway has it where there is the beginnings of a Lunar Colony in 2000 / 2001 when Jeff goes to the Moon. That's likely why so many fans make it where Jeff was the first man on MARS. Even with the 2060s timeline, that would have taken place in the 2020s to 2030s and thus predates pretty much any instance of humans on Mars... eeeeexcept in TV21 - which had Mars colonized sometime in that 2010s time frame. =_= ...honestly, there's a reason in my fanworks I moved the Martian Capital City of Kahra from Mars and the Martian Colony to Venus / have it where Agent 21 operates from / was born on Venus and Mars is NOT yet colonized but instead Venus was XD

We know he graduated High School in the top of his class (don't know if he skipped grades) and had a higher education at an Ivy League school... likely Yale or Harvard, BUT if he went to school at Oxford, that could be how he met his wife, as she apparently was British!! He easily could have had something similar to Scott where he got his Masters at Yale, then 'finished' his schooling at Oxford to get a PhD or a second Masters.

He served in the Air Force (World or US) and served 'in a war' which almost certainly would have been the Global Atomic Conflict of the 2030s when he was in his mid to late 20s. He met and befriended Casey at this time. Both he and Casey achieved the rank of Colonel during their time in the war. There's a refence in the comics (and I think bios) that Jeff was the youngest colonel on record 'until Scott claimed that record' which is likely where the reference to Scott being a Colonel comes from.

Jeff was a pilot, but it seems like he avoided direct combat / was not a FIGHTER pilot and certainly there are no mentions of him being an Ace. He might have been flying aid missions and the like. There's a passing mention of his being involved in a mutiny, but it's in the sense that HE wasn't part of the mutiny OR the target of it, but more he had the bad luck of being on a ship when the mutiny occurred.

In what would have to be before the War (so in the 2020s) Jeff received training to become an Astronaut. He also seemingly started founding his company around this time / in his early 20s. (Seriously, that company has SO MANY DIFFERNT NAMES IN CANON.) By his mid-20s Jeff's company had gotten started and was already bringing in millions, and Jeff was running it alongside his astronaut / pilot duties and seemingly was managing to keep it going (likely by hiring skilled CEOs) even during the was in the 2030s. The company is BIG. Big enough that funding IR can be hidden in the shuffle big. That means forget millionaire. possibly forget billionaire. Jeff might be a trillionaire. and he is 100% a self-made man, as both of his parents (and their parents and going back generations) were middle-class - at best - generational farmers.

oh also, in TV21, at some point in the 2030s, there was a rebellion at the Jupiter Colony and the leader of said rebellion went to Earth to try and claim control of the moon / lunar colony. He is stopped and captured by Jeff and the jovian invasion force surrenders and returns to Jupiter. the leader, Kranol will be held in a high security prison until sometime in the late 2060s.

Has a Class-D (standard driver's) license. ABSOLUTELY has a pilot's and astropilot's license / has his astronaut wings. Pretty much certainly has a Class-B (farmer's) license. Likely has a CBL (Commercial Class A, B, and C) license. Has a civilian boating license and likely has a commercial boating license. I can't think of any time we see him diving, so might not have that.

Kyrano

There isn't really much known about Kyrano's education. He must have HAD it, because he is listed as working at both Kew and Kennedy Space Center as... well, quite a few things. one mention is that he was a professional cook, but ALL other mentions put him as a botanist. Either Expert Botanist in general and was in charge of many plants and layouts and landscaping... or plants to recycle air for space travel/stations... etc. Botany is the career things keep returning to, so that like is what he majored in and to get a job at the places he did, he must have a degree and most likely a Masters or the equivalent there of.

The Hood is his younger half-brother and somehow stole Kyrano's inheritance from him, leaving Kyrano penniless. Kyrano's family owned a massive jungle 'estates' with a variety of things reported and having rubber plantations and mines of some kind.

Kyrano and TinTin and how they met Jeff / came to live with the Tracys is... really a hodge podge, although the only MAJOR outlier is Fleetway. All the other canon continuities have it where Jeff and Kyrano have been friends for YEARS, meeting before his wife died. TinTin to all appearances came to live with the Tracys while she was fairly young AND seemingly before her father came to live with the Tracys (possibly Kyrano trying to get TinTin away from the Hood and the danger he presented?) as TinTin seemingly finished up her High School in America and ABSOLUTELY was living with the Tracys for her entire higher education period, as Jeff paid for it. Kyrano has been living with the Tracys and acting as the housekeeper / butler for a few years to several years by the time of the pilot. Fleetway has it where Jeff doesn't meet Kyrano and TinTin until two or three years prior to the pilot episode which... doesn't fit with anything we see / are told in teh show, novels, or any other comics.

He has a Class-D (standard driver's) license. Has a pilot's license. Seems to have a helijet but not a helicopter license. Doesn't seem to have any other licenses that we're aware of

Lady Penelope

Penny started her schooling at Hightower School, starting when she was 11 and graduating somewhere around 12-13 years of age. She was top of her class, Head Girl, and top athlete. (so it'd be Lower School, if I recall correctly, and seemingly skipped a grade or two)

After Hightower, she went to Rowden Boarding School - a highly exclusive and well respected school. We don't know what she majored in, only that she was again top of her class, Head Girl, and top athlete and graduated at 14-15. (Upper School if I, again, am recalling correctly. She seemingly doesn't skip grades here, but she is a year or two younger than everyone else due to graduating early from Hightower)

In quick explanation we find out in the 'Penny as a Young Girl / Penny as a Teen' comics that Penny's father is actually a retired spy, and Penny decides right around as she is set to graduate from Rowden that she wants to be a spy as well. UNFORTUNATLY the comics don't follow up on this. Instead the 'Penelope as a Young Woman' comics are set in the mid 1960s instead of 2045 -2050s, Penny wasn't going to school but instead going to live in the city, there was no indication she was rich, they never went into her spy career... she just... suddenly was a middle class girl trying to get by in the big city. Which probably wouldn't have bugged me if it hadn't been PENELOPE right when she was supposed to be starting her spy training!! To make it even worse, Penny's bios and bits and bobs we get from her comics, novels, etc all tell us that she DIDN'T have these adventures, but instead went to a Swiss 'Finishing School' that was actually a cover for a SPY SCHOOL and became an independent Secret Agent by 19 years of age!! (It actually matches up almost perfectly with what we see in Class 6 Sternoff', a subline comic in the Lady Penelope Comic Magazine, and one of the leads is VERY similar to Penny in personality... which makes me think that Class 6 was originally the 'Penny as a Young Adult' and the stories set in the 1960s were supposed to be the subline with an original character.) As a result of all this, I freely admit that I generally ignore the 'Young Adult' comics and treat Class 6 as the 'official' Young Adult Penelope comics.

Upon graduating, Penny became an independent spy / free agent. She has been indicated to have worked for the USS (Universal Secret Service - the TV21 equivalent of WIN), to have worked for WIN (World Intelligence Network, introduced in Joe 90), to have either worked FOR or FOUNDED or became the leader of FAB (Federal Agents Bureau)... the problem with all of those is that the TV show, comics and novels all make it VERY clear that Penny doesn't work for anyone. She's an independent agent that a few other spies / higher ups in agencies know (and many of them have no idea who she REALLY is, only knowing her as Agent L). Rhapsody's bio claims that Lady Penelope was the founder and leader of FAB and that Penelope trained Rhapsody... but the thing is EVERYTHING but Fleetway's Complete TB Story puts Lady Penelope very VERY solidly in the 2060s - like flat out stated multiple times solidly... and that means Penny and Rhapsody are the same age, only a year or two of difference.

There is a VERY weird refence that Jeff met Penny / she was an old friend from his 'Agency Days' and that becasue of the 'delicate nature of some of his missions, he met Lady Penelope' which... this is literally the only time it's implied that Jeff was a secret Agent (something DIRECTLY contradicted by everything else we know of his history) and it also directly contradicts every other instance we have of how the two met... which is always something along the lines of 'close to the time IR gets started, Jeff is informed by SOMEONE of Penny's status as a super spy, meets and usually tests her in some way, and then has her become the first IR agent / head of the IR agents.

Penny is involved in a lot of charities, and has a cover of a 'aspiring journalist' that she maintains to explain her travels and questioning of people in her line of work when 'I am rich and was bored' will not work. She is famously as generous as she is polite.

Lady Penelope has gotten up to QUITE a few adventures as a spy, many of which have had World Politics level impact (the woman has dealt with Generals, Heads of Secret Police, ARMYS, and more)

She speaks several languages with native level fluency; known examples include Italian, French, German, Spanish and Berezniki

There is a passing reference that Scott and Penny met 'while in school / met a few years ago' that is just... what. WHEN. But not in the 'this directly contradicts EVERYTHING we're told way' that the 'during Jeff's Agency days' bit does Of all the characters they are the ones MOST LIKELY to have met prior to the mid 2060s, since the rest of the Tracys (including Jeff) basically stayed in America (and/or outer space) with Jeff's time outside of America mostly being in the 2030s... which would have been before Penny was born in late december 2039. Scott was in England for Oxford in ~2055 which would be around the time Penny was in Rowden Boarding School. He also was in / around Europe during 'the War' when Penny would have been finishing up her Spy Schooling / just starting her spy career. TinTin went to school (multiple) SOMEWHERE(s) in Europe as she finished up her education, but those are canonically all engineering and technical universities and I don't think the timelines match up as well. Brains MIGHT have gone to school in Paris, but so far as we know Penny did not spend much time in Paris and wouldn't have been going to an engineering school there... also Brain's time in Paris is VERY QUESTIONABLE as far as canon goes If the two did meet - esp during the time that Penny was preparing to be a spy (last year of Rowden), training to be a spy (the swiss school) or starting her spy career (late 2050s-early 2060s), that actually does answer the old fandom question of "who told Jeff about Penny and how she was a spy when even the commanders of MI5, WIN, the USS and every other spy organization (except FAB, which Jeff wouldn't have a connection to) doesn't know?" Scott, possibly.

one point of note here... Penny likely doesn't have many (if any) of these licenses as 'Lady Penelope', but instead has gotten the training and has fake licenses / licenses under false IDs Lady Penelope has a Class-D (standard driver's) license... yes, really. There is only one instance where Penny apparently 'doesn't know how to drive' and it's when she's playing the 'socialite' AND trying to delay returning to London. There's another episode where we see Penny driving in the show and she has NO issue with it. She has multiple instances of driving herself around in the comics and novels. She is the only character stated FLAT OUT to be able to drive a motorcycle (and a rocket motorcycle at that!), so she absolutely has a motorcyle license. While it's said (I think in the show? but it's absolutely said in TB6) that Penny doesn't have a pilot's license, she is actually seen / mentioned flying a plane in the comics and novels, so I'm going to go with 'Penny not having a pilot license is a lie', most likely said because Penny felt someone she didn't want to know the truth was in ear shot / she was worried there might be a recording device nearby. She has flown a helijet and a helicopter, so likely has a license for both. She seems to have a civilian submarine craft license. She has both a civilian and commercial boating license (although she goes through the Seabird Yachts like CRAZY. Seriously she starts her comics with Seabird I and was on Seabird VI by the time her comics ended). She has a diving license. She has a paragliding and skydiving license. She doesn't have a astopilot license or astronaut wings and canonically she doesn't know how to drive commercial vehicles or construction vehicles.

TinTin

What's in a name? ...a lot of confusion apparently XD Multiple canon sources say that TinTin's name means 'sweet', but there is no Malaysian word that is similar to TinTin that means such... buuuuuuut there is a MANDARIN word that means Sweet Tián If you go with a non-canon surname (Tin - catonese spelling of the mandarin surname Tian - meaning field) you end up with the name Tián Tin which to many people would sound like 'Tin Tin' ...the fact that this is the name of one my RL friends is just coincidence and maybe kinda sorta inspiration for this XD the fact that said friend is a HUGE Adventures of Tin-Tin fan and gleefully claimed 'Tin-Tin' as a nickname that she STILL uses to this day... well... XD As for why she uses 'Kyrano' as a surname once or twice in the show... it could just be an false surname for security purposes, or even just a mix-up in paperwork (I did get called 'Ms J Leonard' at a job once, as a mix-up had them thinking my dad's given name was my surname somehow, so it CAN be a thing that happens)

TinTin apparently comes to America to live with the Tracys while fairly young (and before her father does) as she at minimum finishes her high school (equivalent) education in America before moving onto a higher education. She also apparently skips grades as she SEEMS to graduate at ~16.

She goes to college in America for a period of time, and then goes to Europe to finish her higher education. What these schools are is unknown / never said unfortunately. A bunch of countries are mentioned / considered canon by the fandom, but nothing is said or even really hinted at in canon. I honestly have her following in Scott's 'footsteps', going first to Yale for ~2 years (in 2060 & 2061) and getting a Masters in Electrical/Mechanical Engineering and possibly Higher Mathematics. I have her take a 2 year gap to get job experience - working at Tracy Industries, also in part because this falls during the apparent 'War' that happened. After the war, TinTin went to Oxford for ~2 years (in 2063 & 2064) and gets a Masters in Advanced Technical Theory and if she didn't get the Higher Mathematics before, she got it here. She graduates in June of 2064.

She is canonically an electronics expert, a mathematical mind, and engineer. (Fun fact, she is the only character we see doing maintenance in the TV show when she's shown doing maintenance on TB1 in Martian Invasion.) She is also said to be an engineer / head engineer in the Lady Penelope audio adventure 'Introducing Thunderbirds' which for some reason was cut from the Anniversary Episode

She acts as Jeff's secretary as a 'cover', but seemingly actually HAS had secretary training and sometimes does secretary / dictation work to help Jeff out when not helping Brains in the Lab / doing engineering work

TinTin has a Class-D (standard driver's) license, and might have a motorcycle license. She's apparently an expert level diver, almost as good - if not as good - as Gordon is and thus would have a divers license. She has a civilian boating license and apparently is very skilled. She has a civilian submarine craft license. She has a pilots license for both jet and propeller craft and apparently can pilot a biplane and stunt plane. She has her astronaut wings and an astropilot license (although it MIGHT be a provisional / limited license as we never see her pilot solo). Likely has a paraglider and sky diving license. Has a CBL (Commercial Class A, B, and C) license.

Brains

hooo boy here we go

What's in a name? Well to start, it IS NOT Hiram K Hackenbacker. Even if you totally ignore the fact that the episode where the name is introduced flat out states it's an alias that Brains fails to react to... there are other instances where it's stated to be an alias in the audio for this ep. It also isn't Horatio Hackenbacker, despite what the 1966 Spring Extra says ^^;; Whatever his name is, it's not this ^^

Born in Michigan (some things say 'Chicago, Michigan' which... well Chicago is NEAR Michigan, but the Windy City is actually in Illinois) and while preteen his parents were killed when a.... hurricane... struck... their... Michigan home I i literally do not have enough words to explain why that is impossible in this... maybe in a separate post like the 'Y'all don't get America dudes' one or something

After the death of his parents, Brains was adopted by a retired Camridge professor who had been a friend of his parents. Said adoptive father apparently passes away before Brains is a mid-teen / early teen btw. Poor kid.

Brains skips LOTS OF GRADES. I personally headcanon that he was homeschooled by his adoptive father as Brains likely would have been bored by normal schools and likely heavily bullied. He starts college as a young teen, and must have been taking tests (like CLEP or DANTES) to get as many classes out of the way as possible while he was 'still in high school' since he's got his first Doctorate as a mid teen.

What school(s) he went to is uncertain. There's a single reference to him going to university in Paris, where he gave a lecture that Jeff heard and made Jeff realize the young man was the perfect person to make IR a reality... the issue with that is that Jeff unlikely would have been in Paris sitting in on a random lecture. All other schools Brains could have gone to were in America, so I tend to assume that Brains had an American education. He's had MIT, Harvard, Yale, Stanford, University of Chicago, Caltech and... Fleetway puts him at Tracy University - which while it was a space focused school, it was also one of the best tech universities in the world. As a result, I tend to have it where Brains went to Tracy U. That means he would have ABSOLUTELY run into at least one of the Tracy brothers, who then could have easily brought Brains to Jeff's attention.

While still a teenager (probably in 2061 or 2062), Jeff listened to a lecture Brains gave at his college, approached Brains and Brains was soon part of IR.

Brains has SEVERAL Doctorates by the time of the pilot episode. I remember at least one refence to him having ~12, and I know he's got at least 5 mentioned a few times

Brains was involved in the designing of all the Thunderbirds and pod vehicles. Jeff, Scott, John, Virgil, and Gordon seemingly were also involved to various degrees in the craft (Alan seemingly was not, and TinTin is debatable - though she WAS involved in the construction)

What his many doctorates are in, we do not know, though we can assume it's various tech, math, engineering and so on

His 'hobbies' include trigonometry, thermodynamics, and advanced robotics / programming, and seemingly is trying to create an AI / android as shown in Braman.

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alias-mike · 4 months ago

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i let the autism win

(i am going to tell you about compelling cytus 2 straight relationships) (my headcanons might get mixed in because its been 2 years since i read the lore and i dont feel like reading the 1000+ page transcription rn)

ALSO SPOILER WARNING FOR THE CYTUS 2 STORY

OK STARTING OFF WITH MY FAVOURITE ONE. CONNER X SASHA

incredibly egotistical guy (conner) who thinks hes better than everyone else meets his match in an academic setting but cant talk to her (sasha) because she graduates early and leaves. therefore he does the perfectly normal thing of stealing identity information of a bunch of random citizens from the government to sell on the black market bc sasha is also there as a mole for the police. he acts super incompetent to make her feel bad and help him sell the information for the best price and they end up forming a partnership for a while. their final job goes wrong as the police busts in and doesnt believe sasha when she says shes also part of the police bc her captain deleted her civilian identity file as part of the mission and that guy died in the raid so shes cooked. conner saves her at the last second and, dropping the act, tells her that he saved a copy of her civilian file and will be driving her to the nearest city and she can choose what she wants to do from there. shes super mad at him for decieving her but is grateful for the out that hes given her and leaves for the city with no internet to start fresh, assuming they would never see each other again. fast forward to the Plot and conner seeks her out again for help on some stuff and their modern dynamic is conner going "youre so cool and awesome haha...... we were such a good team back in the day....... you should run away with me" and sasha is like "no." its completely played for comedy (in my understanding) since the writing makes it clear that sasha has put her old life behind and only humours conner because hes an old friend (its been several years since the deception thing so i would assume she made peace with it and came to the conclusion that overall conner is chill) but she has a life of her own now. meanwhile shes the closest thing conner has ever had to a friend because shes the only (alive) person he sees as an equal so even though he knows its futile, he tries to convince her to come with him anyway. they were never really together and will never be together, and thats what makes their relationship interesting.

next up........ cherry x xenon !

this one is fun bc they start the story as exes. they dated when they were younger but broke up for reasons i can only describe as "her dad killed his dad and that really puts a strain on a relationship yk". basically cherrys dad got involved with organized crime after her mom died and he lost his job and xenons dad is a cop who was investigating said organized crime so they got into a Conflict and cherrys dad ended up killing xenons dad and severely injuring his sister. cherry also never told xenon abt this during their relationship bc its a bit difficult to bring up the whole "my dad does crime and sometimes i do it too" to the guy whos dad is a cop. the way they find out what happened is a bit. well funny isnt the right word but basically xenon is like "MY DAD AND SISTER GOT SHOT" and cherry was like "OH NO THATS HORRIBLE" so they rush to the hospital to visit them and see a news report about the incident and the perpetrator getting arrested and cherrys like "oh..............." they got in a huge fight after that and justifiably break up but deep down they still love each other and just. havent talked about it for several years after that. later some Plot stuff happens, they kinda reconcile a little bit, and cherry ends up injured in a fight. they were chilling at a base with really good medical facilities tho so the boss was like "here stay in this Healing Tube for a while and youll be fine" but uh oh! the evil bad guys attack and turn off all of the power in the base, including cherrys life support, and they turn the power back on too late so she dies and xenon is completely devastated over it because they never properly reconciled (i think there was something like he never said "i love you"? but i will have to reread lore to confirm. huge angst moment if true tho). i think they have an interesting arc in its tragedy. is it kinda contrived? yeah. but i think its thematically appropriate for the relationship where the whole thing is that something always went unsaid (first the crime thing, then how they actually still liked each other) ended with something unsaid, yk.

side note: theres even more tragedy to the situation considering the way they turned the power back on. ok basically theres a 12 year old girl named nora (shes the aforementioned boss) (shes a mafia boss) (its a long story) and she was experimented on as a baby and left to die to The Virus when the experiment failed but she survived and the scientists were like "holy crap can she be the key to a cure!?" so they took her back to the lab and raised her. shes disabled due to the initial experiments requiring her legs to be amputated and also happens to be mute but shes a genius so she built a robot to talk for her since she was stuck in her room all day (no one figured it was a good idea to give her mobility aids until several years down the line) (their idea of parenting was also like. playing chess with her once in a while). she also got into making edm songs for a while. later, she makes a robot known to the players as robo_head to be her bodyguard since they figure out that the virus gave her powers to see/hear through any camera or microphone connected to the internet and decide to use it for profit by touting her as an "oracle". now is a good time to mention that cytus 2 is a science.... fantasy? story where everyone has a brain chip to connect to the internet. anyways the more nora uses her powers the worse her eyesight gets and its also generally harmful to her health. robo_head is basically her only friend and she ends up having to send him off for reasons i wont get into rn and somewhere down the line he gains sentience and makes his way back to her. nora is enraged that he came back at first but after some persistence she lets him in and finds out about these developments, and is ultimately happy to have her friend back. when the power gets cut, robo_head knows that cherry needs help and volunteers to use himself as the power source which would essentially fry his circuits. nora refuses at first since she just got him back, but understands the importance of saving cherry so she ends up agreeing. unfortunately, its too late, so basically two people had to die for no reason ! (luckily nora ends up being able to fix robo_head after the end of the game but he was Gone for a while)

OK TANGENT OVER. BACK TO SHIPS. UHH sagar and rin are a thing

there was lore im pretty sure but i forgot so all i remember is that sagar is a pretty confident guy except when he has to talk to rin, in which cases he loses all of his skills ever and his dialogue mainly consists of "ummm uhm uhhh" and rin is also too nervous to notice how unskilled sagar is being. this is the only couple who gets a happy ending btw

honourable mention: whatever ilka(?) and rald had going on. classic nonhuman who is fascinated with humanity via one specific guy x guy who is unintentionally being very attractive. idk. i would tell you more about it but my dlcs are LOCKED and TAKEN AWAY from me 👎

there are also many gay ships but one of them is literally the plot of the game so it would make this post even longer if i started talking about them lmao

^said plot summarized in one image btw

OK THATS IT THANKS FOR READING!!!!

#when i say autism won i MEAN IT #this post is so long i will be incredibly grateful if anyone reads it lmao

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gayspock · 3 months ago

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this is the uglyyy bit but all the younger ppl in my gfamily are gonna be going to uni, soon. and i keep getting uni posts on my fyp every now and then. and ughh... ijsut feel so fucking miserable about how i thought i could have ever had a new start there and it was just like. repeatedly rediscoveringthat no matter what new place you put me in i jsut cannot ever make it fucking work no matter how hard i try man.

i reallyfeel so . miserable and embarrassed cuz i barely remember any of my time there and i jsut see everyone else who moved out into places with friends and got new hobbies and lifestyles and it changed everythingggg for them.. meanwhile i feel like i did nothing but scrape by and spiral and regress as a fuckingperson. i was afucking ghost again . nobody could remember my name by thirdyear and i remember standing at graduation with people who looked at me confused like who... are you... . and i dontknow whats wrong with me . i reallydont. like im havinggg that moment tonight the GODDD WHATS FUCKING WRONG WITH MEEE crisis like igenuinely dont know why becauseits everywhere i go whatever i do no matterhwat i dont know i cant make it work im getting worse every year everyy timeeee

i feel so disconnected from everyoneeven im so exhaustedim so tired theres no wayican ever make it work if i try i think it all just comes out wrongpeople just say to keep 1 going ! people will like you but theydont. they really fucking dont. and i cant be mad or blamethem its just the reasonable response its like . dude who cant get it together dude whos so fucking bad at anything interspoanl because he jsut never managed to fukcing. have a fucking meaningful relationship with anyone despite being well into his fucking 20s. OK. cant make conversaiton any more nothing to talk about so fuckingburnt out of nothing i have nothing in my life to bring up i cant find anythign any mroe im jsut a deadweight of a human ifeel like im jsut forcing everything up whenver i tralk to people and theyre gonna figure it out in the end and jsut think im . weird i feel like i still just managet o be nothing but annoying because im just such a desperate sad sack all the timebecause everything jsut feels too much bigger than it isbecause it isbeig when you have NOTHING. IN YOUR FUCKING STUPID EXISTENCE and itjust feeds into itself again and again jsut try hawrder dude just go out there try harder meetpeople find hobbies again and again and it neverweorks because theres something . its not smething wrongggg with me i jsut feel like i lack and i lack and i lack if eel like i cant do anyhting but just sort of orbit everythingaround me im not seriousss im not seriousss people and i wish i couldbe fine with it but i cant take it i cant ufcking take the way people just look right through me all the time and the loneliness and nothaving anything but jsut . the shittty fuckignthings about being aliveitjust feels like chroe after chore for nothing. FOR NOTHING CUZ THERE IS NOTHINGGGGG nowim done god i need to ficing GODDDDD fuckmt LIFEEEEE

#egg.txt

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quillkiller · 4 months ago

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🤍 anon here. saw ur post about lesbian effiemonty. im obsessed. i need to know; how does all of this affect james and his relationship with queerness? I feel like growing up with parents who are "not like the other queers" could really affect him, especially since his entire friendgroup is queer and express it in different ways and some of his friends ARE "the other queers" and are walking stereotypes of queer people.

im obsessed with you…

so!! my james potter is bisexual but heavily leaning towards women.. 🤍 i also love him being raised by lesbian effiemonty because i just know for a fact that he’d genuinely be a feminist (<- does NOT mean i think women he knows or meets should trust him more than other women. but what i love about him is that he Also knows this). i have a dyke friend with two brothers that she basically raised and they’re literally the only men i dare to almost say i trust. one of her brothers used to date a bisexual girl and then broke up with her because he genuinely felt like she woule be happier dating women/was dating him for comp-het reasons. which turned out to be true and they’re still friends!!!! her other brother was at a party once and said yes when a girl asked if he was a feminist. the girl then continued to flirt with him and said things like ’there’s nothing sexier than feminist men’ and he was TURNED OFF because he wanted BETTER for her. so he politely said he wasn’t interested lmao. both her brothers know that they’re doomed to always date feminist bisexual women and will always feel just a little bit guilty about it because they believe queer women would be happier dating other women. they’re so funny to me. <- that’s how i see james potter being raised by lesbian effiemonty

and the whole ’not like other queers’ is really interesting to me, because like. society is always evolving and changing and i think effiemonty considers that something very beautiful. and that they’re very openminded about it. they’re very on-paper lesbians, stereotypical and super dykey. whereas several of james’ friends are a lot of different flavors of queer. some of them being lesbians, some of them being gay, some being bi, some being nonbinary, trans women or trans men, etc etc etc. i think effiemonty thinks that’s a very beautiful thing, that james has a group of friends where they can openly queer and openly explore and not have to ’hide’ in the same way they had to do in the 80s. their son has a safe space to explore his. own identity, and he goes through a lot of silly phases, and it’s a very sweet and lovely journey that effiemonty are very supportive of <- which is very important to me because some or james’ friends don’t have that kind or support system in their own homes

i imagine that the potter home becomes a safe space for a lot of young people, people that james’ knows. and it also adds a lot to when sirius is disowned, because then maybe he’d also be disowned because he’s gay. and lesbian effiemonty obviously take him in without question. PRECIOUS to me. sirius losing his parents and gaining two lesbian moms …….,,,,,

i rememeber growing up in a small town and i was genuinely the only gay person that i knew of when i started ’high school’. i was the only other gay person i knew of until i reached adulthood, but when my sister who’s three years younger than me started high school there were several queer people in her class. society changes and evolves !!!!!! in just 3 years sometimes !!!!!!!!! i was so so so alone growing up, turning to the internet and having a long distance relationship on tumblr and MOVING COUNTRIES for her as soon as i graduated. i dont regret any of it, but i was miserable and lonely and in therapy and distancing myself from friends and family for the (lovely) community i had online. those two things couldnt co-exist when i was a teenager in a small town and now they can. for a lot of people. and i think it’s very beautiful that people have a safe space to explore. and i think lesbian effiemonty would think so too. they’d probably not understand everything and be confused a lot, but i don’t think they’d ever rob a young queer person of their exploration of identity. and i think a lot of james’ friends would feel comfortable seeking their support… 🤍

#james eventually ends up with mary and effiemonty fucking Loves her #lesbian effiemonty #ALSO!!! ive been meaning to answer your other ask !!!!!#and i WILLL !!!! but ive been so exhausted lately….#but never let it deter you from sending me long asks !!!!!#they WILL be answered !!!!!#🤍-anon #asks

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trickstarbrave · 1 year ago

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i still think back to this one dream i had (and yeah this was mostly a dream, the only real event was the car accident i was in irl)

it starts and i am little like. 8 years old. we're at a smaller theme park/water park on my birthday and its a lot of fun when while in the not-water side i get randomly picked with another girl to do a contest on stage. they picked a bunch of kids regularly, each roughly the same age, and it was going to be a big local tv event. we sign the contracts and each are put to do carious challenges.

the girl im with and i get picked to do skip ball. yknow

these things. and the prize was every kid who won a round got like 4 tickets to disney world or smth so you can imagine we were really excited.

and on stage im just killing it fsr. like absolutely sweeping this other girl. they are tallying up our scores in real time on the board. at one point the host lets her dad step in in an attempt to beat me but by the end of the time i STILL had more points than her and i won the tickets to disney world.

fast forward several years. its been almost 2 decades. im in my 20's. i have graduated college. i had a car accident and use a wheelchair or cane. the producers of that event/owners of the park or whatever contact my family asking for a meeting and so i agree and go to meet up with my mom. this show has become like a televised thing and is highly anticipated every year so we dunno what they want. could be whatever

we get there. the producer looks at me in my wheelchair. immediately makes a face. and then has to sit down saying that he was going to wait until the other girl i competed with showed up to discuss it but. the plan was they wanted us to redo the challenge since it was a really hyped up event and they wanted to see how we compared to our younger selves but. really there would be no point to it. i say i can stand up but. i dont think it would be a very fun or fair competition. my disability isnt a secret.

the other girl walks in. she has apparently become very atheletic since then. the producer informed me like just before she arrived she was really looking forward to it and had become very competitive and an athlete so yeah, it wouldnt be fair. she looks at me very confident and almost smug, only to realize i am in a wheelchair and i can just. see the disappointment on her face.

its very apparent to me in dream she was really looking forward to doing the contest again. she had done track in high school and college or smth. she was very sporty, very athletic. her dad was there and he looked also very disappointed. i think this random victory i had over her when we were 8 had been eating her up inside. i sit there awkwardly as we make small talk. the producer explains why he wanted us there which she had already figured out, and she just gets more disappointed by the minute as i ask if there are any other contests we can do that would be fun or exciting and don't require my legs that much.

we don't really come to a conclusion. we both leave the coffee shop with our respective parents, i awkwardly, her looking absolutely defeated. i want to apologize but i feel its weird to apologize for being disabled bc that just happens. i get in the car to go home. i wake up in bed, leave the room, and sit on the couch irl to think it over. i dont know that blonde white girl who was into track and field. shes not real. none of that happened. but it was very vivid and i was just left with this strange feeling afterwards and i remember it every so often like "huh. wonder what that was all about."

#dream #dreams

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rk-ceres · 1 year ago

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2 ) The Year The Dynamic Changed

PLEASE CHECK ALL TW IN MAIN MASTER LIST FOR THE BLOOD OF MERLIN

Masterlist 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12

“Youre lying to us. Why are you lying”

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’ARTEMIS!!’ Lucious yells from downstairs in the library where she had flashed too “yes master Lucious?’ She said handing him the Daily Prophet he takes it in his hands with a curt nod. Anger filling his features ‘have i done something to upset you master?’ She asked cautiously ‘kneel pet’ he told her in disgust ‘yes sir’ she said quietly ‘your owl for your second year has come in, along with several letters from the Weasleys’ his voice filled with distain ‘i do not like the fact that you are friends with those those.. blood traitors!’ His voice gets slightly louder ‘theyre good people sir they care about me’ she said softer as his cane hit her ribs she rolled onto the floor clutching her side ‘theyre muggle lovers!’ He yelled again ‘theyre my friends!’ She said breathlessly coughing up blood as he continued to bring his cane down throughout the length of her body ‘you think they care about you?! Filthy orphan! Youre nothing!’ Yelling obscenities at her while he beats her when suddenly Narcissa shakes her gently fixing her blouse “best stop thinking about it huh?” She gives her an empathetic smile “was he always this mean?” She asks as they walked through Diagon Alley she looks into Stars eyes and gives her a slight nod “did you read those letters i got for you?” She questioned “yeah. Charlie’s got an offer waiting for him in Romania at the dragon sanctuary when he graduates this year. George was teasing his twin and inviting me to stay for the last two weeks of summer at the burrow” She smiles sadly at Narcissa as they approach Florish and Blotts “aunt Cissy?” She looks at the girl who cautiously looks at her “di…. Did you know my mum?” She asks softly “i knew Athena well. She was the only Ravenclaw that was tolerable. She’s the one that asked me to take care of the animals in your bag before you came to us. She knew she was dying. She.. she was my best friend. You look and talk like her sometimes.” she said gently “when you were born she named me your god mother. Your god father was — your dads Friend his best friend” she shook her head thinking back to James and Sirius. As she checks out the books for her second year “alright Artie. I will see you at home for summer. And if the Weasleys invite you over for Christmas Holiday. I dont see an issue with it with how hard you fought” Nacrissa said as she turned to face her outside of the gate “please keep your sleeves down and collar up dont need people asking. One more year darling. And youll be free” she whispers more to herself than Artie “if Lucious dosent kill me before my 14th birthday” she mumbles looking up into her aunts eyes flashes Draco and the feeling of fear “aunt cissy Draco will always be safe with me. Hes a good boy and will always have an escape with me no matter what.” She sheds a tear “off with you before you miss the train.” ‘Youre a good girl Artemis. Draco and i love you’ Narcissa thought to her as she ran through the gate quickly getting onto the train where her Charlie Lee and the twins sat in while the boys were still outside or getting to the train she quickly shutting the door and going into her bag she lets out a huff of air as she gets to the library taking off her shirt and rubbing a new potion she had developed on her ribs where a big angry bruise sat hissing out in pain as the potion seeped into her skin sighing out at relief washed over her she pulled on her robes just as she heard footsteps “ARTIE!! YOU IN HERE!!” She heard Charlie’s voice yell “IN THE LIBRARY!” She yelled back “i just wanted to put the books i borrowed before summer back” he smiled when he finally got to where she was with George following close behind “hey George. Good summer?” She smiled to the younger twin ”yeah. Bill said he cant wait to meet you” George smiled

“someone and Charlie wouldnt shut up about you.” He wiggles his eyebrows “yeah. He only complains about me you know that George” she rolls her eyes at him “wheres Fred and Lee?” She asked putting her clothes in her trunk “theyre guarding the bag up top” Charlie said with a smirk “stop Charlieeeeeeaghh” she groaned out as he laughed “so have you thought about what i said?” George asked “FINE! One prank. ONE!” Just so this prank war can be over” she rolled her eyes at him “you gonna stay and pick more books Septimus?” She teased “…… h…. How do you know my middle name?” “I know all your middle names Charlie. George told me them when we played Veritaserum or dare one night studying.” “William Arthur, Charles Septimus, Percy Ignatius, Frederick Gideon, George Fabian, Ronald Billius, and Ginerva Molly Weasley. Besides you know my middle name Char. Whats the big deal” She laughed “I hate my middle name thats the issue at hand here” he grumbles “i dont know your middle name this is so unfair” George huffs she nudges him as she points up walking out “my middle name is Kahali’alaulani Naleopilimehana. And awh. Grouchy Charlie, how ive missed you” she teased he flipped her off “I can only deal with one sassy sister at a time.” He laughs looking to George “I wish you luck when Ginny finally comes to Hogwarts” George and Artemis leaves Charlie in the library as they walk out of her bag “what does it mean?” He asks as they walk up the ladder “my name?” She asks him “yeah what does it all mean?” He asked her stepping out of the bag before her holding out a hand to help her out of it “Artemis is the greek goddess of wild animals, the hunt, vegetation, and chastity and child birth, Kahaliʻalaulani means the remembrance of heaven. And Naleopilimehana means ‘the voices blending in warmth’” she looks over to him seeing Lee and Fred waving “so what were you guys talking about?” “George was asking me my middle name since George spilled his guts about all of yours” she explains to Fred sitting next to him “wheres Charlie?” Lee asked “looking at more books” she shrugged “well are you going to leave us hanging whats your name?” Lee teases “Artemis Kahali’alaulani Naleopilimehana” she shrugs off a few moments of them talking

Charlie emerges from her bag with a bunch of books in his hand and a thin black box “hey Lia whats this thing? It hit me on my head grabbing your extra advanced potions book from last year” Charlie asked as he handed it to her “its a walkman. Music player” she said takes it from him pops open the top and looks at the tape that was in there “Aerosmith” she chuckles to herself “whats Aerosmith?” They all look at her confused “you know ‘oh sing with me sing for the year sing with me for the laughter for the tears’” she said slowly “not ringing any bells” Lee says she rolls her eyes unhooking her headphones and pressing play dream on begins playing she slowly hums to the words leaning her head on the window when the chorus starts playing she softly sings along watching the trees pass silent tears slip from her eyes as the song plays she sniffles opening her mouth barely audible “Oh, sing with me, this mournful dub Sing with me, sing for a year Sing for the laughter, and sing for the tear Sing with me, if it's just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away” Fred looks at her in amazement listening to her quiet voice singing he stares at her his heart starts to speed up as she gets louder as the song progresses he’s staring in awe Charlie notices him staring and cocked an eye brow at the oldest twin his inner turmoil began as he started to question if this was really hatred and discontent he felt for her as she sang softly she continued to look out the window humming to herself he notices shes crying just when hes about to ask whats wrong when the bridge of the song starts she sings louder everyone snapping their head to her as her voice carries out the compartment “Oh, sing with me, this mournful dub Sing with me, sing for a year Sing for the laughter, and sing for the tear Sing with me, if it's just for today Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away Dream on Dream on I dream on Dream a little, I'll dream on Dream on I dream on I dream on” as aerosmith kept up their high note she went higher “just keep on dreaming ooon aaaaaaaaaa ah ah ah ahhhhh” taking a deep breath out shutting her eyes tightly as more tears fall out from her eyes she hums the rest if the song not tearing her eye from the window somebody starts playing she hums with the lyrics taping on her trousers not wanting to look at the boys in the compartment “i didnt know you sang” her trance on the window was broken hearing still letting out tears as she looks up at Charlie after he broke the silence smiling holding out her hand he takes it putting it on his cheek and holding out the other hand for the other three to touch she closes her eyes as the memory over takes her a four year old Artemis, Apollo and a very pregnant Athena dancing and screaming along to Aerosmiths dream on when her mom picked her and Apollo up under their arms and started dancing around the room ‘my loves your daddy used to sing this song to me when we first moved in together. It was one of his favorites’ Athena smiled to her daughter ‘ITS THE BEST PART MOMMY!’ The four year old screamed Marlene laughed at her daughter as she took her tiny hands in hers “DREAM ON DREAM ON I DREAM ON DREAM A LITTLE ILL DREAM ON I DREAM ON DREAM ON’ they all scream with eachother ‘all you Lia girl’ Athena whispers to her daughter who screams AAAAAAAAAAAAAH’ hitting the high note they fall back onto the bed Apollo jumping onto his sisters stomach in a fit of giggles ‘Apollo! You brat!’ Artemis yells laughing at her twin ‘alright twinnies. Thats enough’ ‘baby Regulus is kicking… want to feel? Artie? Pollo?’ She asks they both nods excitedly to Athena she takes her hand back from Charlie wiping stray tears off her face “i havent listened to that song since she died its one of the last memories i have of her.”

George and Lee let go of her hand Fred’s stayed put intertwining his fingers with hers trying to comfort her not looking down or meeting anyone’s eyes not really knowing why he was still holding on to her hand grounding her he wasn’t sure why he felt the need to keep his hand in hers seeing as how he had tormented and bullied the girl all last year his feelings or lack there of were confusing and it was making his head spin when she spoke again pulling him out of his deep thought “last memory of me mom and baby Regulus really she got sick right after and i never saw her again i havent even seen that thing since that day actually” she looked at Charlie who looked down “im sorry Lia” “sorry??? What for?” She asked him “you have no reason to be sorry Charlie” she laughs “i’m okay. I was just happy is all” she Felt Fred squeeze her hand she looked his direction and he was staring out the cabin door as he slowly let go the blush on his cheeks not well hidden she smiled at the sentiment

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A week into the new year she Fred and George were sitting together in potions “Alright class get to your seats” Snape sneers “today we will be making swelling solution. Please copy the recipe from the board and collect your ingredients.” He drawled as he walked back up to the front of the class just as snape and the rest of the class started lighting under their cauldrons slime bombs went off in every corner of the room she looked to Fred with a guilty smile on his face “what did you do!” She hissed at him watching the potions class room fill with fluffy slime “we modified your slime capsules “YOU DID WHAT?!?” She yelled at him in disbelief “it wasnt just me it was George too!” “Dont drag me into this! This was all you Fred!” George yelled back she stands up and snaps her fingers trying to get rid of the foam when it wouldnt work she looked at him “you took put the Dillyweed infused toad stomachs!!!!” She screamed even more “i didnt think that it was necessary” Fred said panicked seeing as she couldnt stop the foam from rising “you idiot!! It stops the constant reproduction of Foam!” She yelled as she pulled out her wand “scourgify” she waved her wand around the room cleaning everything placing ingredients back on shelves straightening out Snapes robes and cleaning off the second year Gryffindors and Ravenclaws when she was finished and the foam was cleared out of the room she turned to see a very upset Professor “MR. WEASLEY MISS. BLACK! DETENTION THREE MONTHS ONCE A WEEK TWO HUNDRED POINTS FROM GRYFFINDOR!” Snape yelled as class went on she turned in their potion he dismissed the class “professor Snape i just wanted to apologize” “enough. Youre not getting out of detention” he sneered at her “b….but professor i” “i will not be writing home since this is your first offense ms. Black. I suggest you never do anything like this ever again.” He sneers as she puts her head down on the desk letting out a breath of relief Fred nudges her hand with his slipping a piece of paper under it she takes it and reads it under the table ‘im sorry you got in trouble it wasnt my intention’ the corners of her lip turn up into a smile she looks up at him into his eyes

‘its okay. You didnt know Fred’ she thought to him ‘why are you so nice to me?’ He thought back ‘because i think you are a brilliant wizard.’ She turned her head looking up at him making more of an eye contact with a small smile blush creeping on to his cheeks ‘you come up with amazing pranks. If i didnt have the upper hand with this legitimacy thing. You wouldve gotten me. Each and every single time. Youre an amazing wizard.’ ‘Then why are you so scared about detention?’ He asked looking down at her ‘it wasnt detention’ she thought back ‘w… what do you mean?’ He asked ‘its nothing Fred’ she finished putting her books away “and quit worrying about it Fred. Its seriously okay. I’ll see you in Detention yeah?” She smiles heading to her next class she walks down the halls silently saying the password to the fat lady walking up the stairs to her dorm pulling her legs to her chest HEY!” Charlie calls out to his little brothers at the end of the day “have you guys seen Lia around? She wasnt in transfiguration.” George raises his eyebrow at him “you know now that you mention it she wasnt in divination either” he says scratching the back of his neck “she wasn’t in herbology either” Lee calls “we got detention in potions today” Fred said looking down George pulls out the map “i solemnly swear that i am up to no good” George said pointing his wand at the map. “What is that thing?” Charlie asks “a gift from Freds girlfriend” George said “Artemis is not my girlfriend!” Fred exclaimed “not your girlfriend yet.” Charlie said looking over Georges shoulder “sod off” crossing his arms leaning against the wall next to Lee “shes in her dorm room” George calls out “Mischief managed” he closes the map rushing up to her dorm room “theres her bag, lets go” Charlie said

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As he made his way down the ladder the closer they get to her the more they can hear the strumming of a ukulele ‘island baby youre so beautiful you drive me crazy you know youre all that I need and so much more’ her voice sounds from out side the door ‘your strength and beauty I can see in your eyes I lose sight of my world baby love no words can hold whats truly on my mind just feel the beat of my heart and youll know what I need youre my pualena youre so beautiful god knows I love you and youre all I need pualena you take my breath away pualena’ they open the door to see her caring for a small animal in her hands still singing “you know lately… all I can think about is holding you closely and never leaving your side… I’ll keep you warm time passes by and still youre on my mind I cant imagine living my life without you the special moments you and I can only share will keep us together and never apart” she sings as she places the small bird down “youre my pualena youre so beautiful god knows I love you… and youre all I need..” She sings crushing up the birds potion stirring her cauldron as the stare at her in shock “pualena you take my breath away pualena time passes by and still youre on my mind I cant imagine living my life without you the special moments you and I can only share will always keep us together and never apart” she rubs the potion on the birds wing “youre my pualena youre so beautiful god knows I love you youre all I need pualena you take my breath away Pualena” she hums the ending of the song “well. Tiny. That should do it.” She smiles to the bird “I should probably think of a better name than tiny huh?” She talks to the bird ‘I was called igneous’ she giggles “igneous it is, where ever did you come from” she asks manually cleaning up the pot ‘i fell off my mothers back flying’ “well youre welcome to stay as long as you want. Youre from the deserts so i’ll enchant a stall for you when im through here” she said putting her phials on a tray with her potions she turns to see three boys standing in her room “JESUS FUCKING” she jumps dropping the cauldron “CHARLIE!” She puts a hand on her chest “How long have you four been standing there?!?!” She yells steadying her breathing “you didnt show up to any of your classes we just wanted to check up on you and apologize for Fred being a git” George said Fred shoots George a glare as he looks to Artemis “what is that?” Fred asks her “a baby thunderbird. landed in my lap. I had to help him” she shrugged

you have a wonderful voice Artie’ Fred thought to her ‘why are you using telepathy to talk to me fred?” She thought as she cleaned up the shattered glass ‘so they dont tease me’ he shrugged ‘not that im complaining why are you being so nice to me?’ “Because youre nice to me’ “so what do you lot want?” She asks brushing the hair out of her face “are you okay Artie? You seem off” Charlie said as he came to stand next to her “im fine. I just wasnt feeling well after potions decided to lay down for a bit” she said not making eye contact. Fred noticed the subtle twitch in her nose Charlie, Lee, and George seemed to have accepted that answer but a loo of concern flashed over his features as he realized he’s seen that twitch before when she fibbed in front of Migonigal. She was lying his breath caught in his throat as he watched her. In reality potions was a close call and she was fighting off a panic attack thinking that if Professor Snape sent an owl home she wouldve been beaten, and she couldnt stomach the rest of her classes “youre lying Artie.” Fred said looking into her eyes red spread across her cheeks “I know youre lying your nose twitches when you lie.” He said stepping closer to her “give us a minute guys?” Fred said to his brothers and Lee they nod to him leaving the room “Why are you lying to us?” He asks her softly “dont act like you suddenly care about me now Weasley” she said quietly “was it because of what happened in potions? Are you mad at me?” He asks “no Fred im not mad at you. why are you so invested in this.” She said with a sigh picking up the tiny bird “it has to do with what happened in potions. But not to do with you.” She said not looking at him “then what?” He asks standing next to her mimicking her stance leaning on the table “you wouldnt care even if i told you. We’re barely even friends youre reluctantly friends with me cause im best friends with your two brothers” “im trying here” he sighs running a hand through his hair “after trying to torment and bully me all last year and the begining of this one?” She quips “just answer the damn question Artie!” He raises his voice she flinches he picked up on it “a…artie” he stuttered “i… i wouldnt.. im sorry” he started she smiled a sad smile cocking her head “wouldnt what?” She asked softly “hurt you” he breathed out “you flinched” “you were just a little loud. Nd standing right next to me” she lied again he cocked an eyebrow at her expecting an answer “I didnt want Snape to write back to the family im staying with. Ive never gotten into trouble for a very specific reason” she stopped before she could spill her guts to him “why?” He asked “its a long story Fred. I just didnt feel like going to class is that enough for you?” She bit back at him she dropped her head his eyes widened in surprise “im sorry.” She said finally looking back up at him he brushes a piece of hair behind her ear his fingers leaving a trail on her skin that makes her shudder pulling his hand away “you can talk to me you know that right Artemis?” He asks looking into her eyes “you dont even like me” she grumbles “you can trust me. You mean a lot to my twin. That means you mean a lot to me.” He whispers as he pulls her in for a hug his words hurt himself for a reason he couldnt quite place or that he didnt want to place he was afraid. Shes making him feel things that hes never felt before and it scared him. It chilled him to the bone not that he’d admit it.

“I know Fred. I just cant say.” She said turning back to her desk “im not forcing you to say anything. I just want you to know that you can trust me. Im here for you” he brushed an arm on her shoulder “thank you” she leaned her head on his shoulder blush creeping onto her cheeks as they stood there together a couple minutes had passed when her eyebrows furrowed “Fred?” She asks softly “what would you do or say if i said that i was afraid?” She asked “what do you mean?” He looked at her as she sighed out “im afraid. All the time… and it really dont seem like its getting better. I mean my aunt says that as soon as i turn fourteen im free. But.. fourteen seems so far away” she said with a far off voice”id tell you that youre safe. And id do anything to make you feel it youre Georges best friend” the words best friend stung on his tongue the feeling of fluttering in his stomach and the aching in his heart and the heat that consumed him was almost enough for him to break. “I could be a friend to you too. If youd let me. give up on this whole pranking war, constant bickering, we could be friends. Get to where George, Charlie and I are. Who knows.” she smiled at him softly he took a deep breath out after answering her question. “what does you turning fourteen have to do with anything?” He asks ignoring her insinuation like the only reason theyre talking right now is because of George and Charlie. He tried to convince himself but the feeling in his chest his heart doing cartwheels wanting to accept her proposal of being friends. The beating of his heart speeding up at the thought of her smiling at him laughing with him touching him being able to touch her. To call her his he shook his head no. Its strictly because of George and Charlie that all it can ever be he argued with himself turning his attention back to her. “fourteen i get set free. The bank vault my grandmother left for me becomes mine. The way that her will was written. Legally i will be an adult when i turn fourteen” she replies to him “so you get control of your grandmas vault and you get to live on your own whats wrong with where you’re living now?” He asks gently leaning over her desk to face the same way

“my aunts not bad. Neither is my cousin. Most of the time… its just” she trails off pulling the sleeve of her jumper to cover her hands his stomach drops ar her making herself smaller in fear he could read her easily. As if he was reading a book her emotions splayed out in her eyes for him the walls she had put up around herself started to crumble and fall infront of him a feeling that scared him even more ‘youre getting too deep Fred’ he thought to himself before he could stop the conversation short “is somebody hurting you Artemis?” Her eyes widen as she looks at him “what? N…no its nothing like that..” she says back peddling “calm down Artemis youre okay. No ones going to hurt you” Fred coos “i see you like the jumper mom made for you” he smiles down at her “its one of my favorite things to wear its really warm and i do enjoy it” she said walking to the door the uneasy ness in Freds stomach still present as he followed her out and they see the other three “she was just having girl problems. She’ll be back to class tomorrow” Fred shrugged walking away empty. Thats all she felt was empty.

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“George?” Fred asks him sitting in their dorm room “i think somethings up with Artie” Fred sighs as he lays back on his bed “what do you mean somethings wrong?” He asked his brother turning to his side to face him “she asked me something when we were talking and its been bothering me” Fred elaborated “she asked me what would i do or say if she was afraid” Fred sighed out “what do you know about her home life?” Fred looks over to George who thinks about it “I cant say i know anything other than what shes told us. Her twin brother’s traveling the world with their uncle. Her other brother died with her mum. Sirius is in Azkaban. And shes staying with a family” George shrugs “she doesnt talk about it much.” Fred sighed out at the thought “why do you care so much? Its not like youve ever wanted to be her friend. All you do is complain about her.” George asked his twin “i dont. I just have a really bad feeling about this” Fred said turning over and shutting his eyes. “Freddie, are you sure you dont fancy Artie?” He asked “i dont ‘Fancy’ anybody George. Im just a good person with a big heart just like you” “sure mate. Keep thinking that” “what’s that supposed to mean” Fred huffed at his brother “it means you dont hate her. Theres a thin line between Hate and Love Freddie, and youre not on the side of hate. Good night Fred” George said pulling the covers over his head the next day after their classes they showed up to the potions room

“Ah yes Ms. Black, Mr. Weasley. So nice of you to show up” Snape sneers at the two twelve year olds “for the duration of your detention with me you will be cleaning cauldrons every Monday Wednesday Friday for the months leading up to christmas holiday no magic.” Snape sneers. “Yes sir” Artemis said as he exited the class room. She sighs starting to get to work hours. Days. A Month passed as they quietly cleaned cauldrons he shook his head looking at her her up do was coming apart her hair was falling out from the plait she had done sweat beading on her forehead as she scrubbed the cauldrons she handed him the next one getting to work on the next they had been switching who washed and who dried and seasoned the cauldrons every detention they were in he sighed out as he continued to steal glances at her as she hummed she snapped her fingers and the walkman snapped out of her bag she pressed play as the soft sound played through out the room he watched her fingers gingerly washing the pots he shook his head not being able to handle the silence anymore “alright.” Fred breaks the silence she looks at him his amber eyes looking into her golden ones with a stare that could make her melt “truce.” He said looking into her golden eyes “i want to know you” he sighed out taking her hands out of the soapy water “what do you want to know?” She sat facing him “tell me about Apollo” he asked “he was a lot like you” his eyebrows shot up waiting for her to explain “when we got separated. He took after the pranks more than i did. He’d get into so much trouble before mum… he was loud and out going never had any trouble with making friends. Making me smile. He was kind and gentle. Innocent would be the right word for him. But oh was he brave. He was braver than i was am. I pretend to be and it works out in my favor. Courage isnt the action of having no fear. Its the action that you do despite fear. Apollo was fearless. I had to swallow mine like a bitter pill. Apollo had this way of making everything really bright and happy.” She chuckled at the memory “what?” He asked glancing down to her perfect smile “before we moved into my grandmas house. He pranked our uncle moony. He made me brew this potion in my chemistry set with metamorphmagus hair in it. His hair wouldnt stop changing colors for weeks” she laughed as he chuckled with her. “He sounds amazing” Fred stopped laughing “youd probably really like him if you ever got to meet him. He was born second you know” she looked over to him “so youre the older twin? He asked “yeah. I am. I was born December 31st 1977, at 11:50 PM. He came eleven minutes after me. January first 1978.” She smiled he looked at her shocked “even though he’s technically the brother i was the protector. The quiet one” she softly said “you didnt have an issue making friends with Charlie and George?” He said more of a question than statement “Charlie and George led the dance i just followed in step” she shrugged “me making friends goes more along the lines of me and you. Bickering. Pranking. And hurting” she sighed “hurting?” He asked her “Fred. I may put on a brave face and laugh the things thats said to me off but sometimes words do hurt” she said picking up another cauldron “i already feel like a burden everyday. It hurt when you called me a waist of time and space in first.” guilt washed over his features “im sorry, i didnt mean to hurt you. Itll never happen again” he said placing a hand on her thigh “i mean it. The pranking, bickering, bullying. Everything it stops here. I promise. It all stops. Id like to be friends if the offers still on the table” he looks from her eyes to the ground and back up again “well if we’re going to be friends” she smiled at him “my names Artemis Kahalialaulani Naleopilimehana, im 12 turning 13 in December, my favorite colors are Black and Red, my favorite song is Pualena” she starts the conversation

“Frederick Gideon, im 12. Turning 13 on April 1st, George is younger than me by two minutes, my favorite color is purple and orange. My favorite song is well. My dad had brought home this muggle contraption it was a dude with really puffy hair and he called himself the king” Fred sat there confused “the words were like ‘you aint nothing but a hound dog’ she looks at him “never pegged you for an Elvis fan” she chuckled snapping her fingers her tape comes out and she starts playing the song “THIS IS IT!” He smiled at her as she giggled “its my dad’s cassette tape” she laughed as he started tapping his foot on the ground she giggled as he wiggled around in his seat “so, what do you like to do?” He asked as the song skipped. “I picked up playing the guitar with dad before he got taken.” She shrugged “i make jewelry, and dabble in crocheting and knitting” she started to scrub again “what about you?” He looked at her “what do you want to be when you grow up? What do you see your life being?” She glanced to him “i want to open a joke shop with my brother one day. I want to expand to all parts of the UK. I want to have a wife and kids, a house like the burrow but a little more spacious” he shrugs “i want to become an attorney, I've been taking muggle classes with the money ive been getting from my grandmothers will. Ive also invested in some companies in the muggle world with the money i save so im getting income that way. But if that fails, i want to work with animals. Husband. Kids lots of them” She smiles “whats the burrow like?”

“Its not much, but its home” he smiled bumping into her shoulder “its a tall building that looks like its held up by magic, its small and cramped but it always feels alive it smells like cinnamon and the fireworks me and George have. It has scorch marks from Charlie and wanting to bring home the magical creatures to have as pets and it always smells like foods cooking” he reminisces “whats home to you?” He asked “home is where the people that love me are. I havent been home in a long time” she sighs out he cocks his eyebrow at her “the family that im staying with. Theyre cold. Mean. And cynical. The house before was cruel. My grandmother, she gave me this” she gestured to her face he looked at her with a shocked expression. She just smiled warmly at him. “she cursed me, it was actually meant for Apollo. He broke her favorite mirror and i wouldnt let her touch him, since my dad was disowned she treated us like house elves. We spent our days cleaning dusk to dawn Kreacher taught us magic. How to write and read. He acted cold tward the children of a blood traitor but deep down i think he cared for me and Apollo. The scarring happened a month before she died Kreacher held the cloth to my head til it stopped bleeding. He cleaned out the cut gently he wiped my tears. Deep down im sure. He cared.” she shrugged as she thought back “its fine. It was only me i think scars look intimidating” she made her voice weird “howd you get the one on your side?” He asked “from a whip. Pissed grandma off somewhat awful. I couldnt get Apollo to stop crying we were four or five at the time. He missed mum. and she just slipped. It didnt hurt as bad as it looked” they finished the last of the cauldrons and started stacking them “are you doing anything this winter break?” He asks her “oh.. no nothing much staying here. Homework. The usual” she smiled “would you like to join us at the burrow? Maybe change your view on the world a bit?” He asked “i wouldnt want to impose” she said scratching the back of her neck “you wouldnt be, Bills coming back home for boxing day and Charlies been nagging you since first to come with us. I want you to come spend Christmas with my family” he smiles softly

“Fred Weasley. Being nice to me? Hell must really have frozen over” she jests “shut up” he laughs at her “just come back with us. Mum wont mind. Shed actually enjoy another girl in the house” he smiles softly at her “fine. Only if i can be in on your next prank on Slytherin.” “Deal” he smiles at her “does this mean i get to call you Freddie now?” She asked as they stacked the cauldrons “over my dead body” he stuck his tongue out at her playfully. She rolled her eyes at him and smiled. The conversation progressed she was laughing care free as she told her story he watched in awe at the beautiful girl hanging off his arm laughing her heart out ‘you deserve to feel this happy all the time Artemis’ Fred thought as he watched her laughing gleefully she turned to look in his eyes while continuing her story “This one time, Mum hit my dad with a pan on accident. She was so freaked out.” She said between laughs “she thought someone was breaking into our house but it was actually Dad and uncle James” she laughed harder with him as they walked up the moving steps “Uncle James thought he had saw a ghost when mum came with a cast iron pan and two toddlers in her arms smacking dad right across the face” she put her hand against the wall “she had to repair his broken teeth he never came home at 3am drunk ever again” she laughed clutching on to his arm he looked down at her laughing with a loving expression on his face youre so pretty he thought to himself shaking his head from the thought “Ron once broke my toy broom when we were younger, we took his favorite teddy bear and transfigured it into a spider and chased him around the room with it hes been scared of spiders and teddy bears ever since. I think i bruised his view on both spiders and bears. I feel bad about it but when youre a kid and mad you do ridiculous things” he blushed back at the memory “dad got really mad once. For us tricking him into almost doing an unbreakable vow.” Her eyes widened “dont feel bad. i once bled Apollo’s nose. Its something all kids do.” He looked at her in shock “pumpkin spice” she said to the portrait as it opened for her and Fred “he broke my necklace. The last thing ive ever gotten from mum. It was a gold oval locket. With a rose and star on it, it had a picture of mum dad me and Apollo in it. When we were happy. She was dying. In the hospital trying to hold on just long enough to give birth to baby reggie. But i think she knew.” She looked up at Fred who was listening intently “Apollo and i when we got to grandmothers house. We got into a fight. Because of something stupid. He was pissed. He grabbed me by my necklace and it snapped the chain. Then flushed it down the loo. I didnt speak for two months after that” she said sadly “he got me my favorite to make it up to me. Black roses” she smiled back at the memory “you miss him?” Fred asks as they sit on the common room sofas talking “every day. I asked to be separated. He deserved a childhood. And a life outside of what we knew.” She sighed out leaning back watching the fire burn. Closing her eyes “after all these years im protecting the people i love.” She sighs out “you tired?” He asked “its been a long day” she murmured out to him “want to head up” “mmm” she let sleep take her he sat there watching her face as she slept she looked so relaxed he closed his eyes leaning further into the sofa with his hands crossed behind his head signing out when he felt her move she turned toward him her head dropped onto his shoulder he smiled butterflies filling his stomach as he let sleep take him.

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The morning sun filled the common room as the fire that was once a roaring flame burnt down to cinders soft snores could be heard from the common room Charlie and George walking down the steps George stops his older brother from walking any further George turns back to Charlie “quick. Go get your camera” he whispered to Charlie they snuck to the front of the couch snapping the picture she stirred awake from the brightness of the flash the arm that was tight around her waist got tighter as she lifted her head from what she thought was a pillow she glanced to Charlie who held a camera in his hand she lets out a groan “what are you doing here? Was i screaming in my sleep again?” She asked as she tried to get up from her laying position Charlie wildly smiling at her but something held her tight

she looked down to see Freds arms wrapped around her waist blush creeped on to her face “wake up” she smacked his hands from her waist standing up right Fred groaned putting a pillow over his face “The picture came out great Charlie. This could be the center piece for their wedding” George snickered to his brother showing the picture to her her face snuggled into Freds chest his left arm protectively wrapped around her shoulders her left arm draped around his middle his right arm around her waist fingers touching the skin where the shirt had risen pulling her into his side as he laid on his back head buried in her hair as he slept “George Fabian you give me that picture right now” she says a furious blush spread on her cheeks “now why would i do that Artie” he laughs holding the picture up and away from her grasp “GEORGE I WILL HEX YOU” she screamed at him chasing him around the room Fred finally sits up looking up at Charlie “so. Detention went well?” He wiggled his eyebrows to his younger brother “oh shut up. Nothing happened. We just talked and fell asleep out here.” Fred rolled his eyes at Charlie standing up “sure. Thats exactly what that looked like “well it is. Ask her to show you. Oh. I should write mom. Shes coming with us over winter holiday” he said as he turned away from Charlie who had a shocked expression on his face watching Artemis shoot hexes at George with a smile on his face “ive spent the entirety of last year trying to get you to go home with us on one of the breaks but when Fred asks you you say yes?! No convincing needed?!?” “I did have to convince her. Only way i got her to come home is to let her in on the next time we prank Slytherin.” Fred rolls his eyes “THATS ALL IT TOOK!!!” He yelled “what can i say Charlie bear? Im a sucker for a good prank” she rolls her eyes at him “Charlie bear?” He asks with an annoyed expression “yeah. You wanna take pictures rudely of people sleeping you get a pet name in exchange” she rolled her eyes at him “keep rolling your eyes that way and youll get them stuck at the back of your head brat” he mumbled playfully “ooh im the brat?! I wasnt the one complaining about me not agreeing to go with you on break!” She wordlessly pointed her wand and George suddenly his legs stopped working “CHARLIE! CATCH!” He said between laughs the picture folded itself into a paper airplane and flew to him

“Charles Septimus Weasley. You better give me that picture right now” she points an accusing finger at him “no can do Artie” he laughed leaving the common room “come on we’re going to be late for breakfast!” He called behind him to the rest “So. You and Fred?” George asked when they were far enough back from the other three “nothing happened. We just became friends. He called a truce. We got to know eachother. And fell asleep on the couch” she shrugged at George “wow. So you guys are friends now?” “Well. Sort of. I hope so” “what do you mean?” He asked she put her hand to his cheek showing him last night “woah. He’s never told anyone that story before” George looked gobsmacked “he was just being Friendly George. Im waiting for the other shoe to drop” she sighs out. “Itll be okay Artie. I’ll always be here for you” he smiles “but believe me. Hes never willingly admitted that he emotionally scarred Ron” George said bumping into her shoulder “he never tells that story. But you brought it out of him” he smiled softly at her “i dont know what youre getting at George. But its literally nothing” heat rises to her cheeks “what about you and Alicia?” She teases gently “shes great Artie” he smiles “i think theres something there” he admits scratching the back of his neck. “Are you sure theres nothing there with Fred?” He asks “i dont know. Maybe?” She sighs. “I dont want to get hurt George. I dont think i can handle it if i get hurt” “what do you mean Artie?” He asked genuinely “its nothing George.” She smiles “this conversation isnt over” he warns as they sit down at the gryffindor table “so. How much longer are you and Artie in the dog house for Fred?” Lee asks as he bit into his roll “we’ve got another month of scrubbing cauldrons.” He rolled his eyes “oh come on Fred it cant be that bad. Maybe tomorrow nights Detention is going to be better than the last” Charlie teases making kissy faces at him “Shut. Up. Charlie” he gritted his teeth “hey Katie, Alicia” Artemis smiles “hey Artie” “are you going to try out for Quidditch this year?” Artie smiles “we want to make the team as chasers” she smiled “what about you?” Alicia asked “i was thinking about it. But i dont know. Hula is more of my thing.” She sighed “youll do great though!” She smiled “i think the twins said that they wanted to try for beaters” “whats hula?” Alicia asks “something from back home. Its dancing” she explains quick turning her attention back to the conversation “we are. And the captain has to pick us cause we’re his little brothers!” George sticks out his tongue “that is not how it works George” Artie said with a teasing grin “youre just jealous Charlie likes us more” George scoffs in fake hurt

“uh… no i dont… my favorite siblings in order is Ginny, Bill, Artemis, Ron, Fred, Percy then you George” george gasps “MY OWN FLESH AND BLOOD! SURELY I AM HIGHER ON THE LIST THAN BIG HEAD PERCY!” He said over dramatically the entire group started laughing “i’ll see you guys in class” Artie said as she left the great hall shaking her head Classes went by so did the days and before either of them knew it they were walking back to the dungeons for their last Detention “i cant believe its almost over!” She sighs “i know. This is the most Snape has ever given so far” Fred complains “you ready for break?” He asks as they walk “as ready as i’ll ever be. I just dont know” she shrugs “youre still coming right? Mum’s already set up Ginnys room for you” he bumped into her “i am. Im just a little nervous im not the kind of per-on people necessarily like” she looks down at the floor as she walks “what do you mean? You got my siblings to like you. Even Bill and he hadn’t even met you yet. The only exception is Percy. He doesnt like any one” Fred scrunches his nose “but even he doesnt seem to mind when youre around” “its probably a respect thing” she sighs “i havent given him a reason to not like me. Or yell at me. So im sure that he doesnt know what to think about me.” She looks at Fred “you read people very well for someone who’s absolutely terrified of them” he continued the conversation as they entered the potions room “so very nice of you two delinquents to show up.” Snape sneered at the pair “we’re sorry we’re late Professor. I lost track of time.” She sighed out “dont let it happen again” he said before he turned to leave “oh. Severus i finished that book i borrowed” she said stopping him she snapped her fingers and a extra large potions book came out of her bag “thanks for letting me borrow it. Igneous’s wing is looking so much better. He’s starting to flutter now” she smiled “not a problem Artemis i was happy to be of assistance” he takes the book “youll let me know how much i owe you for the wormroot later?” “No need Artemis, just take care of the animal.” He says and leaves the room

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once hes gone she grabs the cauldrons off the shelves “its not that im terrified of people. Im terrified of what people can do. I see the world through cracked rose colored glasses. My view on people has been damaged.” She looked down as the bucket hes filled with soapy water “youre a mystery you know that?” He asks “whats the fun if somethings too easy?” She asks hoping he doesnt see her facade how broken she truly is. “If it makes you feel any better i think that youre really smart, kind, loving, and gentle. You have a great sense of humor and i think that its nice how you protect people you love. Youre like a lion, and its intimidating. But thrilling all at the same time.” he said as he started to wash the cauldrons she looks at him with reddened cheeks “im really not Fred. If you really knew the things that fly through my head.” She said as she rubbed the protective oil on the pot she was working on. “I dont know what flies through your head. Youre right. But id like too. youre so strong and you dont even see it. You deserve to have people in your corner and you think that you’re undeserving of love and friendship.” He continued as he handed her another cauldron “because im..” he cuts her off before she could say anything. His hand flies to his hair ruffling it in an exasperated sigh “Dont you dare say youre not because you are Artemis.” He snapped raising his voice slightly. his eyes soften when she sees her flinch at the harshness of his words he was just fed up with her thinking so lowly of herself he wanted her to see herself from his eyes he shook his head sighing out his voice much softer. “Im sorry… i shouldn’t’ve raised my voice at you.” He sighed continuing his sentence

“from the little youve told me about yourself, and you didnt tell me much all youve talked about was your memories with your family. But the parts of YOU that you let slip those tiny minuscule things youve said the jigsaw pieces you left out. They’re enchanting and its beautiful. Its so hard to get to know you. Why is that? you dont see yourself the way my siblings. The way that i see you. The happiest youve ever gotten in when youre talking about your Mum dad and Apollo other than when youre going on and on about your animals. You think your cowardly for being afraid of things but when something happens or goes down youre the first one into the fray even when youre shaking. especially if George or Charlie is in the middle of it. Like last year when Slytherin picked a fight with George after their beater broke Charlies arm with a bludger. If George didnt hold you back from hexing him you wouldve killed the poor bloke” Fred said finally looking up at her “youre protective. Brave. Always willing to fight for people you care about. You dont even see how pretty you are. You walk around school like youre this damaged person but youre stunning. Your smile it’s contagious. And i think you’re beautiful. anyone would be lucky to know you the way my siblings do. But they dont really know the true you do they?” He asked softly she shook her head no “Anyone would be lucky to have you as their friend youre fierce Artemis, and its a good thing start viewing yourself the way George, Charlie, and….. and i… see you why wont you let us know who you truly are?” He looks back down heat rising to his cheeks hoping that she didnt see it focusing really hard on the pot, the pot he was scrubbing. “Because if people knew me for who i really am. Id be alone and no one would want me id get abandoned again… and i dont know if i can handle getting abandoned another time.” her voice cracked he turned his body to face her reaching a hand out but slightly pulling back ‘fuck it’ he thought to himself his hand cupped the side of her face “thats not true” he said softly running a thumb catching the tear that fell from her eye her breath caught in her throat as she leaned more into his touch soft and gentle “its okay to get close to people, and let people get close to you. I know my brothers. Theyll never leave. I wont abandon you either. I can promise you that i will never abandon you.” he whispered she opened her golden eyes to look at him to really look at him ‘stop trying to read my mind Artemis. Im not going to hurt you. Let me in’ he thought to her the only thing that left her lips was a sigh “thank you Fred.” She shuts them tight “let me in. Let me know the real Artemis” he whispered “okay, we have all winter break” she whispered back pulling away from his hand the blush never left his cheeks as he thought back to their conversation through out the detention. The next morning when Charlie came to collect her from her dorm There was a knock at her door before it opened “why you get a dorm room all to yourself is beyond me” Charlie said laying on her bed “oh hush you. You get your own room too” she said rolling her eyes folding her jumper to fit in her bag “yeah im head boy.” He said with an eye roll she looks to him

“i…. I have nightmares…” she said softly letting Fred’s advice seep into her head he props himself up on his elbow to look at her “nightmares?” He asks “yeah. I wake up in the middle of the night screaming. And my magic.. it hurts people i cant control my magic when i have my nightmares. So Dumbledore put me in my own dorm to protect the girls in my year.” she looks down sitting back on her chair he looks at her with concern “why havent you said something before?” He asks sitting now to face her “i was afraid” she said looking away from him “afraid of what?” “That you wouldnt want to be friends with me if you knew the scary parts of me” she said playing with her thumbs he looks at her for a long minute shock running across his face then sighs out and smiles “you know… when i was six. I used to get nightmares. Really horrid ones. My mum used to tell me that id charm tiny dragons out of scratch parchment that singed holes in the wall paper of the room. Id get so scared that when id run into their room there would be burned holes in my night clothes saying the monsters got me” he chuckled.

She taught me this spell, that made the magic stop. It didnt help the nightmares. But there was no more magic dragons and burnt holes in walls” he said softly “come here kid” he smiled holding his hand out for her to take she grabbed on to it he moved to make room for her on the bed she sat down next to him he grabbed both hands in his. “repeat after me” he said as he said the spell in latin “it means stop the magic that seeps through the dead of night, protect me from myself and those around me” he said squeezing her hands she looks up at him “kid, you can tell me anything. And nothing. I mean nothing will ever make me not want to be friends with you. Youd have to do something really horrid for me to not want to talk to you” he smiles at her which she returns to him “youre the bestest big brother anyone could ask for Charlie bear” she teases “theres my girl” he laughs at her sarcastic comeback ruffling her hair “come on. Lets get to the train” he said grabbing her bag for her. “You guys ready to go?” He asks the three boys waiting in the common room “we’ve been ready we’ve been waiting for you Charlie” Percy rolls his eyes “sorry i was dealing with Artie” he said softly “she needed boy advice” he jests “did not! He fell asleep on my bed while i packed my crap!” She fired back causing Fred and George to laugh hysterically On the train she starts to fidget with her hands Fred raises an eyebrow at her putting his hand on hers “you okay?” He asks gaining the attention of his twin. Charlie and Percy still engrossed in their conversation “what if they dont like me” she said softly “they will. Mum n dad like everyone.” Fred rolled his eyes “i shouldnt have came. Im sorry” she said as the anxiety started to fill her “Artie” Charlie called she snapped her eyes to him “calm down. Youll be okay.” He smiled “Bill wants to meet you. So does my mom and dad.” He continued “dont forget about Ginny. Ginnys been writing me letters asking if shed play house with her when we get there” Percy rolls his eyes she lets out a breath of relief “besides. Its only a week” he gives her a soft smile which surprises everyone she looks to his papers “you got something mixed up there” she points scooting between him and Charlie “this part is right but this needs to be here and this goes here.” She pointed to his paper she snaped her finger and the text book came out she opened it to the correct page showing him her reference “itd make more sense if you put this line here” she added “i wrote a paper on this last year for my biology class.” She said softly his eyes widened “you take Biology?” He asked “im enrolled in an online school.” She said quietly “what would you put in this section here?” Percy points

“i highlighted this section here for that it looks like youve got it covered. Just keep going the way youve been going. When i did my paper it got an A but i compared the years from 1879 to current time from ward A and ward B for what developed over that time. And cited this book in mine.” She talked as she read more of the paper “i wouldve never thought of this. youre brilliant Percy” she whispered under her breath his eyes shot to her face gobsmacked “and this is for muggle studies? This is advanced work” she looked at him he had slightly red cheeks she looked up at the cabin to the three boys looking to her in shock “is Percy really asking someone their opinion?” George asked “and he’s listening!?!?” Fred added on “this is a first even for you Percy” Charlie added mouth gaping open “she’s smart i respect her input” he mumbles out “can i borrow this love?” He asked “LOVE?! YOU NEVER USE NICKNAMES!!!” George points an accusing finger at him “shes a friend” he rolls his eyes “its the same thing i call Ginny” he shook his head ‘i see youre taking the advice’ Fred thought to her smirking looking at her eyes ‘shut up. This dont mean that youre right’ she shook her head sitting back down next to him ‘happiness looks good on you’ he shifted in his seat “so. I barely know anything about you” Percy started “im the third oldest in my family” he looked at her “im the oldest of three.” She smiled to him “when do your siblings start school?” He asks “my twin is home schooled. Hes traveling the world with our uncle. We got separated after my gran died. The youngest didnt make it to his first breath. Mom died before she could give birth” she smiled a look of horror crossed his face “dont feel bad. You didnt know. Its okay” she smiled kindly at him “my twins name is Apollo.” She kept the conversation going as the train ride went on Charlie and the twins joining in on the conversation

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Charlie grabbed his trunk and Artemis’s bag as they de boarded the train he makes eye contact with his mom walking up to her and giving her a hug “hey mum” he greeted “Charlie” she smiled moving to Percy Fred and George hugging them “so wheres this Friend youve been talking non stop about?” She asks as Charlie looks back “mum this is Artemis” he said pulling her front and center “ah hello Artemis its so good to finally meet you!” She said pulling her into a hug “come on now. Lets get home!” She said running through the platform “Dad Bill Ginny and Ron are back waiting at the burrow” she smiled to her boys the drive from Kings Cross to Devon was a long one “Alright kids. We’re here, Fred, George. Show Artemis around” Molly smiled “come on.” George smiled at her leading her into the burrow where a wall of cinnamon hits her nose she closed her eyes and let the scent engulf her she opens her eyes and drags her eyes around the quaint house filled with color and it felt like everything is alive she sees the clock with all of the faces on it and smiles she turns around with a huge smile on her face to a nervous Fred shifting uncomfortably from foot to foot “this place… its amazing!” She said excitedly. Bouncing with excitement he lets out a shakey breath “this is where you grew up? I love it its so home-y and warm” she walks up to him her grin never fading from her face his heart beats faster she stops in front of him “its better than what I imagined!” She walked spinning around with her arms out wide “you explaining it didnt do much justice this place is amazing!” She continues

turning back to face the twins when an adult man comes into view “well thank you dear” he said smiling “Arthur Weasley” he introduced himself “Artemis Black” she said as she shook his hand “its nice to have you here for the holiday” he smiles as Charlie runs down the steps with a little girl on his back who is laughing really loud “alright Ginny. Can you show our friend Artie to your room?” Charlie asked she sees her and runs right up to her she kneels down to her height “hello im Ginerva Molly Weasley but everyone calls me Ginny im nine” she said with a big smile on her face “Charlie told me so much about you! My name is Artemis, but you call me Artie” she smiled softly booping her nose “will you come play dolls with me?” She asked shyly “I’ll have you know that im the best doll player in the whoooooooole world, even better than Fred! my favorite thing to do is make the knight fight the dragon for the princess!” She said as she used her hands to give the full effect Arthur Fred George and Charlie watching shushing his mum as she came in Molly turned her head to watch Artemis interact with the youngest of the bunch “watch this” she said as she held out her palm so Ginny could see she covered it with her other hand whistling a special whistle a puff of smoke seeps through her fingers as Igneous flutters his “hello iggie. Can you do me a favor?” The adolescent thunderbird looks at her “can you get me my doll?” The medium sized bird nodded to her spreading his wings as he flew around and into her bag he comes back out with a small baby doll that she holds out for Ginny “thanks Iggie” she said petting his head giving him a treat “wooooe what is that!!” She said excitedly the bird looked to her cocking his head “its alright, you can come closer” she said to Ginny “hes a thunderbird, he landed in my lap with a broken wing” she said “his name is Igneous” she smiled “you can pet him” she smiled as Ginny slowly petted his head she whistled again Igneous flew back into the bag she turned back to the youngest Weasley smiling “if you like that doll, I might even have a few more of my own that you can have. BUT on one condition! We need to have a tea party with princess crowns fluffy boa’s and teddy bears” Artemis said with a big smile

“YES!! COME ON LETS GO!” She yelled excitedly pulling Artie up the stairs as she laughed Fred tracked them with his eyes up the stairs heat rising to his cheeks and tips of his ears as he heard them talk about the things that they were gonna do how his sister accepted her completely “well there goes our best friend” Charlie nudged George “its cute” George said “who knew she was so good with kids” he continued as he glanced over to Fred who stared up the steps to where Ginny had dragged Artemis up to “if you stare any harder it’ll burn a hole through the floor” George snickered “shove off George” Fred rolled his eyes at his twin “ya got a little drool there bud” Charlie wiped the corner of his mouth teasingly “you didnt tell me Artemis was so good with animals” Molly said her mouth gaping “yeah. Shes really good at potions she healed him, she has a big heart. Alittle touchy sometimes needs a lot of reassurance and kindness, shes been through a lot” Charlie said looking to his mum “she showed me a little of what shes been through, but she bottles up a lot inside. Shes afraid to let people know her. She opened up to me for the first time leaving for the train today” he said crossing his arms over his chest Fred looked over to him “she did?” He asked surprised “yeah. Whatever you said to her at detention got to her. She was scared to tell me about it. You could see it. But she told me what was bugging her.” He shrugged “shes a special kid mum. George and i really like her. Fred even more than us not that hed admit it” Charlie gestured to his brothers who nodded “shes alright” Fred blushed leaving the room in a huff “little Freddies got a crush” George chuckled “George be nice to your brother Molly scolded going into the kitchen Ginny stopped at the door before hers knocking a storm when someone opened it “BILL! WILL YOU COME HAVE A TEA PARTY WITH US!!!” She asked as he smiled at her “give me a second I’ll be right there” he laughed looking up to Artemis “you must be Artemis. Charlie has told me so much about you. So has Fred.” “Only good things I hope” she chuckles out scratching the back of her head “Bill” he gives her a side hug “Artie” she said “COME ON LETS GO!!” Ginny yelled “sorry gotta fly!” She smiled as she got pulled into the pink room they sat down at the table as Ginny gave her her tiara that she placed on her head “why thank you princess Ginny of Devon, its so lovely to be joining you for a spot of tea” she said crossing her legs under the table “my pleasure indeed duchess.” Ginny replied pouring the fake tea out into the plastic cup “sir pippins would you like a biscut to go with your tea?” Ginny asked a small bear when Bill came into the room “princess, and duchess i have come to accept your invitation for tea” he smiled “ah sire, how good of you to join us” Ginny said placing the crown on his head Bill smiling they finished their tea party

as she snapped her fingers her bag zipped open and three dolls came out “here. These are for you” Artemis smiled at Ginny who squealed excitedly “TIME FOR DINNER KIDS!!!” The house hears as the three people sitting around a tiny table looked at eachother “Come on Gin, time to go” Bill said as he picked her up off the chair waiting for Artemis to walk out of the door first “why thank you your majesty” Artemis curtsied walking out the door “the pleasure is all mine Duchess” he smiled chuckling Fred stands up as they see her entering the kitchen pulling out the chair next to his for her “thank you” she smiled at him as she sat down pushing her chair in for her he smiled down at her sitting back down “thats Ron our little brother” Fred pointed to the boy across the table “hello Ron” she smiled as he looked down and he blushed getting choked up “looks like someone has a crush” George whispered into her ear she smiled at the boy across from her “so Artemis, how did you meet the boys?” Molly asked with a smile “i actually stumbled into Charlies compartment on the train and he offered me a place to sit” she smiled “and she pulled a brilliant prank on the twins, her and George became instant friends” Charlie continued “she tutored me in potions last year and on the train ride here she helped Percy with his muggle studies homework” he continued grabbing the bread from the middle of the table “her and Fred didnt get along so well at first. It wasnt until he got both of them in trouble and detention before this break to actually be friends. Hes actually the one that invited her to come” George said to his mum “im sorry to be an imposition Mrs. Weasley, they wouldnt let me say no” she said shyly “its Molly hon. And youre not an imposition. We’re glad to have you” she smiles sweetly “how was the tea party Ginny?” She asked “it was great mummy, Bill and Artie made a great Duke and Duchess. She even gave me her old dollies!” She said putting a spoonful in her mouth “she said we can play house after dinner!!” She added “yep! And i’ll read you a story before bed i have Apollo’s favorite book” she smiled with puffed cheeks to the girl Molly looked to Artemis “who’s Apollo dear?” Molly asked confused “hes my twin brother” she smiled lightly “well why isnt he here with us! Fred! Did you not think to invite her brother!” Molly scolded “oh no Mrs. Weasley, he’s not….” “This is unacceptable!” “Mum her brother doesnt go to Hogwarts he’s traveling with their uncle” Fred said with a sigh she snaps her head to Artie “we got separated when our grandmother died in 1985.” She said with a shrug half way through break After everyone had gone to bed she let out a sigh knowing that she wouldn’t be getting any sleep tonight she grabbed her Romeo and Juliet book from her bag and snuck back down to the sitting area where the fire was still burning she sat there quietly reading when she heard footsteps come down the stairs slowly she was so engrossed in her book that she didnt hear him until his voice called out to her “Artie?” Percy said in a tired voice she jumped out of her skin “Percy?” She asks “are you okay? What are you doing up?” He asked in a concerned voice “im fine, just couldnt sleep. Thought id read for a bit” she held up a book in her hand “i was up getting water. Want one?” He asked “no thank you” she smiles he got his glass and sat on the couch opposite of her “what are you reading “Romeo and Juliet” she answered “whats it about?” He asks “star crossed lovers. Forbidden romance. Violence. The good stuff” she summarized “can you read me some?” He asked she smiled and rolled her eyes

“ROMEO He jests at scars that never felt a wound. JULIET appears above at a window But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks? It is the east, and Juliet is the sun. Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, Who is already sick and pale with grief, That thou her maid art far more fair than she: Be not her maid, since she is envious; Her vestal livery is but sick and green And none but fools do wear it; cast it off. It is my lady, O, it is my love! O, that she knew she were! She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that? Her eye discourses; I will answer it. I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks: Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven, Having some business, do entreat her eyes To twinkle in their spheres till they return. What if her eyes were there, they in her head? The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars, As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven Would through the airy region stream so bright That birds would sing and think it were not night. See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand! O, that I were a glove upon that hand, That I might touch that cheek!” She read from her spot as he listened to her read as she quoted the book she read to him for about an hour as they fell asleep heads opposite of eachother on the sofas they had been sleeping for two hours when Percy was shaken awake he opens his eyes to Fred standing over him he looks over to Artemis who is fast asleep with the book on her face he smiled “need help carrying her up?” He asked “i got it” Fred answered taking the book gently off of her face and on the table picking her up bridal style Percy comes to her and brushes her hair out of her face “thanks for reading to me” he whispers placing a strand of hair behind her ear walking up the stairs she buried her face in the crook of Freds neck he looked down at her pink tinting her cheeks he feels his heart slowly speed up looking down at her turning his attention to walking up the stairs he gets to Ginny’s room slowly placing her on the bed taking off her shoes and pulling the covers over her he looks to her one last time placing a gentle kiss to her forehead “sleep well Artemis” he whispered lips still attached to her forehead he breaks away her heart pounding in her chest at the feeling of his soft lips pressed to her skin she breathes in smelling the cinnamon and pumpkin mixed with gunpowder and fire on his night clothes heat rising to her cheeks keeping her eyes closed

“thank you Fred” she whispered turning over to her side facing the wall letting out a sigh before letting sleep take her his heart speeds up “youre telling me you were awake this whole time?” He asked in a whisper “i woke up just half way up the steps” she whispered back “bad dream..” she explained “Fred?” “Yeah?” “Can you do the nightmare spell Charlie told me about… on me please? I dont want my magic to hurt anyone.” She asked her voice soft and scared he walks over to her and sits next to her on the bed “you have nightmares?” She nods still looking at the wall “mostly of my grandmother, and the things that took dad. Ive always had them. It got worse after moving in with the family im living with currently.” she whispered out the silence over whelmed her she reached a hand back placing it on the bed she felt the mattress dip and a hand over hers “im still here, i was just listening to see if you were still talking” he whispered out the feeling of electricity flowing through his hand confused him why was he feeling this way toward her thoughts ran through his head at lightning speed before he could think about the words coming out “do you want me to stay? I can sleep on the floor” He asked almost afraid of the answer “i wont ask you to do that” she whispered again his heart felt like it was going to beat out of his chest its because she wouldnt ask why he’d do it for her “i want too” he said “only if you want too” she said turning around “promise me you wont let go?” She asked scooting over to the edge of her air mattress he wraps his pinky around hers “promise” he whispered with the incantation following the word. He moved over sliding off rhe bed their pinkys still together as he laid on the floor with his free arm under his head as a pillow she pulls the blanket on her to where its over him as well grabbing the extra pillow and handing it to him “sleep well” she whispered to him “sleep well Artemis” he sighed out

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She woke up with a note in her hand that Fred had been holding ‘morning Art, i had to get out before mum got up and found me. Just wanted you to know i stayed for as long as i could. I promised i wouldnt abandon you, i never will. Merry Christmas -F’ she smiled at the note putting it in her bag she stretched her arms over her head seeing Ginny peacefully still asleep it was about five thirty in the morning she slowly got out of bed changed from her night clothes to her day clothes seeing everyone still asleep Artemis snapped her fingers and the broom started to sweep the floors in the livingroom ‘island baby youre so beautiful you drive me crazy’ she sang as she focused on the chores that needed to be done walking into the kitchen the placemats and dishes set themselves on the table ‘you know you’re all that i need so much more’ she sang quietly as she washed the dishes that was in the sink she looked in the fridge as her magic tidied the Weasleys living space rags polished the glass of the windows

your strength and beauty i can see in your smile i lose sight of my world’ she poached eggs fried potatoes and made pancake batter toasted English muffins fried ham sausage and bacon and prepared her hollandaise sauce and gravy steaming some veggies ‘baby love no words can hold whats truly on my mind just feel the beat of my heart and youll know what i need’ when everything was done she assembled her eggs Benedict on a large serving platter with sauces on the side she mashed half of the potatoes and kept the rest as chips putting those on serving trays as well ‘youre my pualena youre so beautiful god knows i love you and youre all i need pualena you take my breath away pualena’ she sang silently washed the cooking utensils and put on a pot of water for tea and coffee quietly singing to herself ‘you know lately… all i think about is holding you closely and never leaving yourside ill keep you warm time passes by and still youre on my mind’ snapping her fingers again the trash bin empties its self and the couch cushions fluffed up when Molly came into the Kitchen putting on her apron seeing the well made breakfast and Artemis singing to herself while doing chores she had planned to get done ‘i cant imagine living my life with out you cause the special moments you and i could only share will always keep us together and never apart youre my pualena’ she sang turning around with the hot water in the kettle almost dropping it when she sees the matriarch of the family “OH!” She yelped “im sorry mrs. Weasley i didnt hear you come in” she apologized floating the kettle to the table snapping her fingers cleaning off the flour on her clothing “i hope you dont mind but i tidied and made breakfast for everyone, i just wanted to thank you for having me. Happy Christmas” she smiled “you didnt have to do that dear” she smiled giving Artemis a hug, “just where did you learn elf magic from?” She asked kindly “its a… its a long story.” She smiled as she sat pouring them each a cup of tea “we’ve got about thirty minutes before everyone is down for breakfast” Molly smiled at her “my mum passed when we were five, when we moved to my grandmothers house since dad got taken to Azkaban.. my grandmother saw us as a stain on the Black family tree. We were burnt off and well. She treated us like house elves. We learned how to do basics from Kreacher. When she died in 1985, i went to live with the family im living with now. Theyve pretty much kept up that tradition.” She sipped her tea not looking at Molly “i didnt get good at it til i moved in with the current people im staying with. Ive been meaning to tell you. Thank you for the jumper by the way. That was my first birthday gift ever” she smiled at Molly who looked at her with a shocked expression

“dear, you never have to worry about that you’re always welcome here. You are not allowed to wash up after dinner you are going to be a normal kid while youre in our care do you understand me?” She said in a soft but stern voice “wow mum breakfast looks amazing” Bill called out from the living room “Artemis made it for us” Molly smiled as he kissed her forehead “you did? I didnt know you knew how to cook” he sat down she snapped her finger and poured out a mug of tea for him “th…thank you” he said “i hope breakfast is to your liking” she smiled at him soon the table was filled with Weasleys Fred sitting down next to her giving her a soft smile When everyone started to eat Bill groaned “oh. My. God. This is amazing” as he took another spoon full of eggs Benedict in to his mouth “Artemis how did you learn how to cook like this?” He asked looking up at her from across the table “wait.. Artemis cooked this?” George and Fred said at the same time heat rising to her cheeks Charlie looked over “you cooked all of this?” He asked her “i…. I learned from my mom. She used to make this all the time. I wanted to thank you for having me for Christmas” she said looking down “its amazing” they all said “can she stay forever mum? She needs to teach us how to make this stuff!” Ron spoke up from scarfing down his food she let out a soft chuckle at his wanting for her to stay

after breakfast they all sat down in the sitting room getting ready to open up presents she snapped her fingers individually wrapped gifts floated from her bag to each of the Weasleys as Molly handed out everyones gift she got a hand drawn card from Ron which she gave him a kiss on the cheek for, a Friendship bracelet from Ginny, George got her some sweets from honeydukes, Charlie bought her a few muggle books Bill brought her back a souvenir from Egypt, Percy gave her one of his old textbooks with a note ‘i saw you looking at this when we were correcting your term work. i dont read it anymore its yours’ she smiled at him Molly made her a jumper and Arthur gave her one of his old journals the last gift she opened was Freds. He had made her a pendant out if wood in the shape of a thunderbird with the shape of the island she was from in the middle of it “here.. if you tap it here with a wand it enlarges what it says” he showed her ‘Home is where love is remember puʻuwai love is eternal and it will give you peace’ “i got the quote from the photo album you showed me a couple of days ago. When we were feeding Igneous. The persons name who wrote it on the pages name was Gary. I assume thats your grandfather?” He asked nervously tears sprung to her eyes holding the string brushing the beads that encompassed the pendant “dad helped me make it and Ginny showed me how to knot the rope with the beads.” he rubbed the back of his neck she dropped the necklace back into the box and tackled him with a hug “thank you” she whispered as she let out the tears that glistened her eyes he hugged her back slightly as she pulled away she handed him the pendant and moved her hair facing her back toward him he opened the necklace and tied it on to her neck “its beautiful. Thank you Fred, Arthur, Gin.” She said holding the pendant in her hand “no one has ever gotten me something so precious before i’ll never take it off” she said smiling as they got to her gifts she got Arthur muggle trinkets, Molly two sets of dragon hide knitting needles and a crochet hook, Bill got a leather jacket, Charlie got six new issues of dragons weekly, George got zonkos trinkets, Ginny got brand new dolls and doll clothes Ron got a new toy broom Fred unwrapped his gift and saw a scarf mittens and beanie set he looked up at her “i hope the colors are okay… i used to make my brothers scarves and hats you said your favorite color was purple and orange i didnt know what hue so i guessed. You said your old set wasnt getting warm enough” she blushed as he took out the purple scarf with Fred G. Weasley in a muted orange crocheted into the body of it he had only mentioned that in passing before and she had listened “i figured me and your mom could coordinate, so i wrote her sending her spools of yarn that i used to make those and” he put the scarf back in the box and opened his mums gift to a jumper he smiled pulling her into another hug “its perfect Artie. Thank you” he said letting her go. “Alright kids, lets put away everything put on your clothes we’re gonna go play in the snow” Molly informed everyone as Arthur came to talk to her asking about how to use the muggle things she had given him “so that is a french press, you put coffee or tea in the bottom with hot water let it seep and then pour it out the lever thing pushes down the leafs so nothing goes into your drink, and this is a pen, you click it and write the ink is built in.” She smiles as he looks intently at his gifts “this is wonderful! How interesting!” He said excitedly “thank you so much dear!” He says as he writes with the pen “no issue Mr. Weasley” she giggles as she looks down to her book

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“Id like to recognize the student that has shown the most promise in my class with the most promise in potioneering i have ever seen, and while we give this award usually to sixth or seventh years at this time id like to present my award to a marvelous second year that i had the privilege of teaching, shaping, and guiding into the world of potions” Snape droned on Angelina’s eyes twinkled in suspense as he talked “Ms. Artemis Black please come and collect this certificate for potions excellence a copy will be posted in head master Albus Dumbledore’s office on the wall of excellence. Congratulations the next award that will be presented is charms, Professor Flitwick please take the stand” the great hall erupted into cheers as Artemis walked up to Snape. Angelina’s eyes narrowed at her as she scoffed seeing her shake hands with the tall potions professor Artemis turned to Fred and smiled brightly at him the excitement in her eyes was alluring and his heart sped up Charlie bumped him and he broke out of his trance she sat down across from him “good job Lia, howd you manage to get Snape to like you?” Playful smirk adorning his features she laughed rolling her eyes at him “oh dont act like you dont help. Youre one half of the potions team remember? I usually make the harder one you make the easy one he may not show it but he’s quite fond of you too. Though i’ll take credit for that part. I am the one that makes you do the work” she jests throwing a piece of her bread at him “posh” his cheeks burn red at her she laughed “congratulations love” Percy kissed her head “thank you Perce” she smiled at him “i want to read pride and prejudice tonight i’ll read this time since you read last?” He asked “sure” she smiled “you two in a book club now?” Oliver asked his Scottish accent thick as he sat down. “No” Charlie shook his head looking to Oliver “if those two aren’t bickering about school work, Lia bug wins every time by the way. Theyre talking about books and reading together it drove me absolutely mad all Christmas break hearing them drone on and on about stem cells and biology” Charlie slammed his head on the desk “really?” Oliver asked “Percy actually lost a debate?” He laughed unbelievably “yeah. She stunned him. Our Artie -tartie is a genius” George said throwing his arm around her shoulder “best second little sister i couldve asked for” he added to his praise “hes just praising me because i bought him quidditch supplies and pranks from zonkos. Don’t listen to him. Artemis Black.” She held out her hand to Oliver “Oliver Wood” he shook her hand “anybody that can shut my roommate up is a hero in my book” he chuckled “shut up Ollie! Youre worse! Just start talking about quidditch and you never shut up” Percy rolled his eyes “did you catch the Irish vs Puddlemere game on boxing day? I listened to it on the radio it was a good game! Saoirse caught the snitch just before Dandervoet did it kept me on the edge of my seat the entire time” she engrossed in the conversation as they went back and forth about which team is better

“No! Sheffield is a crook and you know it!!” She huffed out “HOW DARE YOU MADAME HE IS NO CROOK HE IS THE BEST KEEPER IN THE GAME!” Oliver said in fake offense “HE IS NOT HE CHEATED AGAINST THE HOLLY HEAD HARPIES LAST YEAR!” She rolled her eyes looking at Fred who was clearly impressed with her “I AM DEEPLY OFFENDED! THEYRE GOOD ENOUGH TO GO FOR THE WORLD CUP!” He said laughing “but yes they did play a good game against the Irish im happy I won my bet. The Irish is the best team ever” “it was a stolen game” Oliver frowned “shame really. You like seekers?” He asked “only position ive ever played” she smiled at him she glanced back to Charlie who dropped his jaw “sorry folks please excuse me and Lia bug I need to talk to her” Charlie said dragging her out of the great hall and into the quidditch pitch “why have you never said anything. Im captain I could’ve put you on the team!” he rolled his eyes handing her the broom she looked down taking the broom in her hand his tone of voice sounded angry and hurt instantly she flinched away from him he picked up immediately his eyes softened as concern overcame him “hey.,, Lia buggie… whats wrong?” He asked noticing her face she teared up “Buggie… hey. Im not mad” he cooed softly “I didnt tell you because i dont want to play Quidditch…. I want to be like my mum” her voice broke his eyes widened “Lia-bug” his voice worried and soft “she was a lawyer she wanted to merge muggle law and wizard law together, she… she never got to see it happen. She fought so hard to keep dad out of Azkaban…. All I want in life is to finish what she started” she looked up to Charlie “Quidditch is fun. Im good at it. But I have other ambitions in life especially with all the muggle classes im taking its just too much for me please dont be mad” I looked down he was taken aback “im not mad” he lifted her head with his hand once she was looking at him “im not mad” he said again “i just want to play some quidditch with my little sister. Sound good?” He smiled softly she nodded at him “okay” he smiled “lets go” he smiled again getting a smile out of her as they played more people joined in playing to where there were two teams of seven her team won against Charlies “who wouldve thought you were so good at quidditch Artie-tartie” George laughed ruffling her hair “oh hush you.” She rolled her eyes at him

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“So a lawyer?” Charlie asks sitting down next to her “youre up late” she whispered back to him trying not to wake Percy “couldnt stop thinking about your reaction. I wanted to make sure we were okay” he sighed out “we’re fine Charlie-bear. Im sorry i reacted that way. I dont do well with confrontation” she smiled. “You have nothing to apologize for” he smiled “yeah. I want to be a lawyer” she smiled “im proud of you little sister you know that right?” He kissed her forehead “thank you Charlie” she smiled leaning into him “get some rest Lia-bug” he sighed letting her rest her head on his shoulder and fell asleep Fred came downstairs to see Charlie still up and reading her book like Christmas he shook Percy awake “hey.. get to bed” Fred whispered Percy smiled “thanks Fred. You want help this time?” He asked like always its been some what of a tradition. Every night theyd read and fall asleep on opposing couches and Fred would wake up wake him up and take Artemis back to her room “ive got this. Ive got her” Fred said walking up to Artemis sighing out “not a word out of you” he hissed at Charlie who just continued to read he carried her up the stairs placing her on her bed “sleep well Lia” he kissed her forehead like always “Sleep well Freddie” she said half asleep he froze in his spot for a second before leaving descending down the stairs he ran a hand through his hair sighing out “come sit with me for a while” Charlie called out to him he just nodded to his brother “have you figured it out yet?” He asked flipping the page “i know that its not platonic” Fred sighed out. “What i feel for her. I mean. I know that its not platonic and thats all ive got. Im only twelve im still figuring this stuff out. Why cant this be as simple as girls have cooties. And boys are awesome anymore. Why does everything have to complicate itself” he huffed Charlie closed the book and placed it on the table in front of them “because growing up sucks. But, the more we do the more we feel, the more we feel the more we mature” Charlie started making Fred look at him in shock

youve got something here with her, and its okay to be scared of that. But shes changing you for the better, Mums written about it shes noticing it too. Youre making her proud. She asked me to talk to you about it” Charlie smiled “she didnt think it was a good idea to talk to you about it herself she thought that your big brother talking to you would be better. She knows you stay with her and leave before Mum does bed checks” Charlie said softly Freds eyes widened “easy Fred i had your back” Charlie smiled at him “i told her about the nightmares and the spell and everything thats came after that. Mum understands. But told me to tell you. No funny business.” “Charlie its not like that we’re… we’re not like that” Freds cheeks heat up “but you could be. Some day” he smiled “what im saying is we all like her. And we all like what shes doing to you. Get some sleep” Charlie saoid standing up and leaving him in the common room

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