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janeiscompletelyfine · 14 days ago

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Characters

Hey folks, I had an idea. So I'm writing a fic called Once More, With Feeling, and I am about ready to put another chapter out, but at the same time I have also finished the character sheet of every character in my fic who goes to school at the same time as Harry (whew.)

So my idea was that I would release said character sheet and people could do asks pairing a character with a subject they liked (for example, Keiko Tanaka with older lesbian awakening) and I write them a chapter if I could, because 1. motivation and 2. it would be fun!

One note: please don't use any original characters without asking. I know there's still a chance that it will happen and maybe it's not fair to ask, and if so lmk, but if at all possible, if you are reading this, inherent creative copyright is the basis of all fanfiction and if we can't agree on that, so much of what we love wouldn't exist. If you ask I'm 100% amenable to the characters being used, but please ask.

Okay, without further ado, here is the list as of right now, with Harry as a first year. When I get to the next year I'll reblog with the new kids and without the seventh years. The * refers to an original character, and the (a) refers to a character that has already been introduced in the story, which doesn't mean they can't get a chapter written but means they may already have a bit of a personality.

Once More, With Feeling Characters!

First Year:

Gryffindor:

Hermione Granger (a)

Ron Weasley (a)

Harry Potter (a)

Neville Longbottom

Seamus Finnigan (a)

Parvati Patil (a)

Lavender Brown (a)

Dean Thomas (a)

Ravenclaw:

Cho Chang

Anthony Goldstein

Padma Patil (a)

Michael Corner

Lisa Turpin

Mandy Brocklehurst

Terry Boot

Morag MacDougal

Hufflepuff:

Ernie Macmillan

Hannah Abbott

Justin Finch-Fletchley

Wayne Hopkins

Sally-Anne Perks

Susan Bones

Lily Moon

Slytherin:

Draco Malfoy (a)

Pansy Parkinson (a)

Daphne Greengrass (a)

Tracey Davis (a)

Vincent Crabbe (a)

Gregory Goyle (a)

Theodore Nott (a)

Millicent Bulstrode (a)

Second Year:

Gryffindor:

Cormac McLaggen

Katie Bell

Poppy Lassers*

Juliet Torley*

Abraham Kent*

Callie Zeller*

Alfie McTuckett*

Ravenclaw:

Marcus Belby

Eddie Carmichael

Marietta Edgecombe

April Whiteflower*

Lila Webster*

Bellamy Schon*

Isabela Martin*

Hufflepuff:

Rob Summerby

Leanne Nott

Kenneth Towler

Tara Moon*

Jasper Davis*

Louie Nabbit*

Oscar Cross*

Slytherin:

Billy Harper

Hakim Urquhart

Emmeline Denkel*

Lola DeLuma* (a)

Ezra Fawley*

Finch Rowle*

Leopold McManus*

Third Year:

Gryffindor:

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Angelina Johnson (a)

Alicia Spinnet (a)

Lee Jordan

Arthur Marrigan*

Ines Cardoso*

Scott Nunez*

Ravenclaw:

Roger Davies

Patricia Stimpson

Oona Sianche*

Asa Merrythought*

Molly Moon*

Catherine Prewett*

Fabler Murray*

Hufflepuff:

Cedric Diggory

Holly Hopkins*

Henrietta Noot* (a)

Maria Jimenez*

Teddy Torley* (a)

Phineas Borde*

Alabaster Borde*

Slytherin:

Miles Botchley

Graham Montague

Paula Cardoso*

Millie Wanewright*

Warwick Yarrow*

Barry Costman*

Madeline Morrisey*

Fourth Year:

Gryffindor:

Abelia Scott*

Keiko Tanaka* (a)

Fabian Cross* (a)

Elizabeth Benson*

Benjamin Denkel*

Peter Morebb* (a)

Steve Baumgarten*

Ravenclaw:

Sylvia Fawcett

Isobel Barclay*

Callum Marrigan*

Knox Wilson* (a)

Jacob Benowitz*

Mia Solendska*

Hufflepuff:

Juno Summers

Jameson Snock*

Johnny Ahmed* (a)

Amelia Wanewright*

Lauren Zeller*

Lizzy Beckett*

Slytherin:

Lucian Bole

Cassius Warrington

Adrian Pucey

Peregrine Derrick

Maryam DeLuma*

Seraphina O’Wane*

Zuzu Clapton*

Fifth Years:

Gryffindor:

Percy Weasley (a)

Oliver Wood (a)

Hank Murray*

Rachel Flick*

Mary (Matey) Nicks*

Bill Walters*

Zoey Lost*

Ravenclaw:

Penelope Clearwater

Claude Sollens*

Abigail Beck*

Robert Wailing*

Josh Browson*

Arabella Gardens*

Hufflepuff:

Michael McManus

Mabel Macmillan* (a)

Jenny Rosier* (a)

Wallen Exeber* (a)

Maya Ahmed* (a)

Odwulf Hausmann*

Sylvester Blink*

Slytherin:

Marcus Flint

Joey Markington* (a)

Philippa Morn*

Magdalena Fawcett*

Sebastian Swann*

Winter Barking*

Sixth Year:

Gryffindor:

Sophia Ferrate*

Romina Murray* (a)

Betty Sloper* (a)

Joe Spinnet* (a)

Thomas Denkel*

Darren Cross*

Yara Fawcett*

Ravenclaw:

Fergus FInnigan

Philip Baffler* (a)

Caroline Morian*

Diana Bow* (a)

Wesley Marrigan*

Dalia Ahmed*

Lucy Torley* (a)

Petrovna Berezkina* (a)

Hufflepuff:

Cara Smith*

Bennett Hopkins*

Hugh Madley*

Bruxo Castelan*

Finn Shamble*

Stella DuLuma*

Charlotte Pack*

Slytherin:

Cecilia DeTona* (a)

Faye Winger*

Astelan Smitt*

Robin Cospen* (a)

Terence Tackman*

Berto Conti*

Walter Mane*

Lea Shallan*

Seventh Year:

Gryffindor:

Reed Dennaghue*

Dorothea Bow*

Ernest Fluckster*

Wulfric Shee*

Kirk Dunbroch*

Sarah Fawcett*

Calliope Burns*

Patrick Torley*

Ravenclaw:

Gerald Biggs*

Tony Walden*

Zelda O’Heran*

Reginald Battes*

Morgana Abbott* (a)

Aurelian Dane*

Olivia Shee*

Hufflepuff:

Jada Shafiq*

Aster Rosier*

Norbert Caster*

Posy Kettleburn*

Helen McManus*

Tate Fawley*

Slytherin:

Terence Higgs

Clare Jameson*

Bettina Magorian*

Layla Ahmed*

Torey Denkel*

Timothy Starling*

Wander Fyke*

Sienna DeTona*

And that's it! Thank you!

#harry potter #harry potter fandom #harry potter fanfiction #dead gay wizards #harry potter marauders #golden era #golden trio #oliver wood #percy weasley #deamus #once more with feeling #jane is completely fine #list #hope this sounds fun!

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0multifandomweirdo0 · 1 year ago

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When, and we know they will, someone (Callum, ahem) gets Aaravos out of prison, I'm sure the guy won't want to just retire and raise his kid with Viren. Something is going to go to shits.

Not only will Callum be totally pissed off for letting him go - well, if it's him, well, but he'll be totally fucked if he hurts someone in the process. Like Rayla.

But Rayla is Rayla, an absolute monster when someone hurts the ones she loves - and she certainly has no interest in coming after Callum again. Will her anger at Aaravos for getting under Callum's skin again get the best of her and she will attack? Will she try to stop Aaravos from escaping, but at the same time not want to harm Callum in any way? Both?

Overprotective Rayla is everything, even though it could cost her own life - and we know she's selfless

YES, I LOVE ANGS BUT AT THE SAME TIME I WANT THEM HAPPY, SUE ME

Thank you for coming to my teddy talk

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fluffyzoey · 7 months ago

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eyes eyes eyes eyes eyes eyes eyes......

Blinky is not the kind of god you want to be seeing in your visions, ft. my Hatchetfield oc, Estelle, her brother, Callum, and...well, you'll see the rest.

The day started out normally enough. A cup of hot tea, feeding the cats, yelling at Callum to unload the dishwasher because damn it, she can’t take another night of shitty takeout. Just another day in the life.

And then, all of a sudden, things started to change.

It started small. An odd shape she hadn’t noticed before carved into the rough wooden floors of the upstairs hallway, a little oval hollowed into the pile of cat food, a button eye falling off an old teddy bear on her shelf. She really didn’t pay much attention to it. By the time 8:00 am hit, Callum had already gone downstairs for work, and Estelle was left alone with the cats for the day. As she sat in front of the living room television, stroking Pillbug’s sleek black fur, something felt…off. She couldn’t exactly describe it, but it almost felt like someone–or something–was watching her.

Estelle was unsettled as she stood up, watching the blind black cat leap to the floor, meowing back up at her, annoyed. She tried to shake it off, glancing at the old grandfather clock in the corner of the room. An hour had passed. She was tempted to go downstairs into the shop to be near her brother, just to have someone else nearby, but bit her tongue and went back to her chair, tucking her legs beneath her. She fumbled for the television remote, a desperate attempt to calm herself down with reruns of I Love Lucy, but when she picked it up, the on/off button had been replaced by a single, yellow, beady eye. She shrieked and tossed it across the room.

After a moment, she glanced back at it. The eye was gone. She scrambled to pick it up, dusting it off with the hem of her shirt. When she turned back to the chair, a second eye had appeared on the plush seat. Her knuckles whitened around the remote, and she took a step back. She tried to retrace her steps throughout that day and the one before it: the last night had ended with a FaceTime call with her girlfriend before bed. She’d gotten a good ten hours of sleep, having woken up at seven that morning, eaten breakfast with her brother in the kitchen, fed the cats, all the things she normally did. What gave? She never drank, she’d never been high, and this wasn’t some sort of delusion caused by lack of sleep!

Maybe I need some fresh air! She thought. I’ve been cooped up a lot, maybe a nice walk down at the pier will help!

Estelle pulled on a light sweater, ignoring the fact that the buttons had turned into eyes, complete with lashes and veins. She laced up her black sneakers, trying to shut her eyes and just ignore the freaky little changes in her home environment, but the visions swam beneath her eyelids like fish below a frozen lake.

One or two more eyes had appeared, but only for a brief moment. They were in the walls, the staircase, the railing, all the way through the hallway that led Estelle from her apartment to the shop below it. There was a single customer there when she arrived, an elderly man who frequented the location. Callum was behind the counter, and Bumblebee had apparently crept her way down behind him that morning, because she was sitting atop the register with her long, bushy tail tucked neatly around her delicate paws.

“Estelle? I thought you were taking the day off!” Callum looked down at her, concerned. “What’s wrong? You look like you’ve seen a ghost!”

She risked a glance up at her brother; a terrible choice. For a moment, a third eye appeared in the center of his forehead, the sclera was golden in hue, with a massive, scarlet red pupil in the center, a stark contrast to Callum’s normal, pale blue eyes.

“I don’t- I don’t-” She bit the inside of her cheek to keep herself from screaming, feeling a trickle of metallic liquid ooze out from the wound she’d created with her teeth. Callum blinked once, then twice, and the third eye seemed to retreat back inside his forehead with a wretched squelching noise. She was breathing heavily, unable to even explain to him what had been happening that morning.

“Estelle? C’mon, talk to me!” He shoved aside a stack of old, leather-bound books on the counter, pushing his way to the other side. He grabbed both of his sister’s hands and squeezed, shaking Estelle, trying to make her snap out of it.

Eyes were forming everywhere–she counted seven on the wall behind the checkout, four crawling across the windowsill, even a pair on Bumblebee, right on her chest, her fur forming a set of lashes.

Callum seemed to panic too now, poking and pinching her, trying to get her out of this weird dreamy state she was in, but it was no use. She was too far gone from reality.

“Oh god, oh god…” He pulled out his phone and dialed a number he would have otherwise never called–Estelle’s girlfriend, Zoey–and tapped the icon to put the phone on speaker.

“Please pick up, please pick up…” He took Estelle’s wrist into his clenched fist. She was leaning against him as the eyes before her grew in size, more and more popping up. It seemed every time she closed her own set, another would be birthed before her. On the wall behind her, words started to appear in loopy purple writing: Don’t you fucking blink.

She tried to take their advice, straining to keep her eyes open, but the longer she did, the more the eyes grew. She had completely lost sight of where she was. More letters were written in, this time on the floor: I’m watching you!

There were so many, and not just the yellow, beady ones she’d come to know. Some clearly belonged to humans, others to animals, others were cartoonish or heavily detailed. She could hear them blinking, a sort of whoosh-whoosh noise as the lashes hit the lids, like a chorus of birds all flapping their wings at once. She could feel them on her body, every twitch and movement they made translating onto a light clap against her own pale skin. Her head throbbed from the noise of the eyes. She never knew something so silent in her everyday live could cause so much pain…here.

“Estelle!” Callum was still yelling at her, but she didn’t even seem to register her own name any more. Her knees began to buckle beneath her, and he felt her weight transfer onto him, hanging off his arm like Tarzan from a vine. With his free hand, he held his phone up as it rang once, twice, three times, before Zoey finally picked up.

“Uh…I think you should maybe get over here…”

“Eyes…eyes…” She was muttering, over and over again, Callum could barely put together what she was saying, her words were so slurred. She was down on the ground now, having let go of Callum’s arm and crumpled beneath her own weight. She was groaning, immense pain hitting every ounce of her body.

Estelle didn’t remember anything after that. At some point, the looming threat of being watched from every angle had become too much to bear, she must have passed out. When she awoke again, she was back in her bed, Zoey curled up around her and Callum nervously pacing. Once he saw she was awake, he stepped up to her bedside. She groaned as she felt her girlfriend bury her face against her neck, mumbling into her skin. “I thought you were gonna die.”

“No shit!” Callum barked. “What the hell happened? Did you have a stroke or something?”

“N-no, I…I can’t even begin to explain…” Estelle sat up, peeling her body away from Zoey. “I…there were eyes, everywhere…”

Zoey frowned. “Eyes? Babe, are you feeling okay?” She set her hand on her girlfriend’s forehead, feeling for a fever. “We thought you were having a heart attack or something!” She grabbed Estelle by the shoulders, and Estelle shuddered.

Zoey was looking at her right in the eyes.

Estelle shivered and shut her eyes tight, feeling Zoey pull her close again. She felt a movement as Callum sat down on the foot of the bed.

“We’re gonna get this figured out, don’t worry!” Callum touched her shoulder, just a tap. She shivered, remembering the feeling of the eyes blinking. If she was going to be touched, she needed it to be constant, and so she felt herself nuzzling closer to Zoey.

“Really? That one?” T’Noy Karaxis tossed his bastard’s box from one hand to the other, staring down at the tiny town of Hatchetfield. His brother, Bliklotep, had an evil sort of grin on his face. “That’s the one! Our little friend needs to uphold her part of the deal.”

“I don’t remember her making a deal!” Tinky snorted, flicking his box back at his brother. Blinky grimaced. “I never said she did it.”

#hatchetfield #hatchetfield oc #ocs #my ocs #oc: estelle #latte catte

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shootingstars-or-airplanes · 4 months ago

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Book Review: Infinity Alchemist

I've decided I'm going to start reviewing books on here. Mostly because I like to get my thoughts down when I finish a book but also partly because it's my blog and nobody can tell me no. So here's my first one on the first book I finished this year: Infinity Alchemist my Kacen Callender.

Ok so the first part of my review is gonna be my overall thoughts, a TL;DR, and the rating out of 5 stars, and then under the cut will be some more detailed comments that contain spoilers. Ok? Cool! Let's go!

So I initially picked this book up because it has a cool cover (yes I judge books by their covers. That is literally how I choose 90% of the books I'm gonna read.) and the design was interesting but I was really intrigued looking at the summary that it was a YA fantasy featuring an entirely queer POC main cast. You really don't see that nearly often enough so I jumped on it.

Pros: - The worldbuilding is really cool. There were a few parts where I felt like I wished I had a bit more context for things, but for the most part, the world is present and extremely immersive, down to the common phrases the characters use. - I really liked Ash as a protagonist. I think he had a lot of potential. I had my qualms with him, I'll put those in the cons section, but overall, I think he was a pretty great protag to follow. - The descriptions of magic (Alchemy) are really immersive. I think Callender does a really good job of showing how it feels to use alchemy and what it looks like to the outside observer. All the intricacies of the magic system and how different people relate to it were also really well done. - Really cute happy ending that makes sense for the story.

Cons: - I felt like the romantic side plot was a bit rushed. I'll go into more detail in the spoilers section, but it felt a bit unnatural at points. Some of it had an explanation that made sense in universe, some of it didn't. - I feel like all of the characters could have been just a little more three dimensional. They all had their backstories and motivations which clearly drove their actions, but it didn't really seem like the events of the story impacted those motivations all that much (except for maybe Callum). I could be misremembering because I finished this book a few weeks ago but I definitely remember feeling like there was more growth that could be happening with them.

TL;DR - It's a pretty good YA fantasy with a diverse cast set in a cool world with an interesting magic system. There are some character aspects that I wish were fleshed out more, but overall it was an enjoyable read.

Rating: ⭐3.5/5

SPOILER WARNING

Ok for this part I just really wanna talk about the relationship stuff that irked me. But first lets celebrate something:

Someone finally fixed a love triangle with polyamory!!!

We love to see it. But speaking of polyamory...

We had a decent in world explanation for why Ash and Ramsay got so close so quick. They were literally like, melding their souls to reach the higher realms so it makes sense that their emotional connection would have a bit of a jumpstart.

HOWEVER! Ash and Callum seemed to get together really fast. And I find that a little believable on Ash's part I guess because he had preconceived notions about this guy and it turns out he's just a big teddy bear with abs so like yeah ok makes a little sense, but I feel like Callum fell for him really quickly with seemingly nothing pulling him in that direction. It just felt like the feelings were reciprocated for convenience.

I was also a little skeptical about how quickly Ramsay forgave Callum. I'll admit, while I was reading, I was literally begging for them to make up because the angst was bothering the fuck out of me (not a bad thing narratively. A good story should be able to get under your skin a little.) but I feel like the angst was heavy one moment gone the next. Again, I could be misremembering. I wish I wrote this review when I first finished the book, but alas, I only thought to do it now.

Still, overall I thought the book was enjoyable and the little things that bothered me weren't enough to take away from my ability to enjoy the story. I would definitely recommend this read to people who are fans of YA fantasy and queer stories.

#star does books #Infinity Alchemist #Kacen Callender #book review

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megalizardon4736 · 5 months ago

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Bob Pancakes Makeover 💚

Eyes -

Oasis V2 N01 by Pralinesims

Eyelashes Makeup Version by Kijiko

Eyebrows -

EB 08 by RheallSim

Beard -

The Bandholz by Igor Sims

Skin Details -

Full Body South Skin by northern siberia winds

MM Lower Eyelids N3 by northern siberia winds

Happy Lines by Emmibouquet

Basic Eye Bags by Tamo

Moomoo Blush by squeamishsims

Nose Mask by RemusSirion (thesimsresource)

Nose Tip Nose Mask by obscurus-sims

Nose Shader by faaeish

Clothes -

Vilya Ring by Plumbob Tea Society

Callum Hoodie by ClumsyAlien

Pointed shoes BG recolor by helgatisha

Kane Joggers - No Socks by Sentate

Charged Sneakers by Joliebean

Fruit PJs Set by CreamLatteDream

Seo Pants N2 by helgatisha

Vintage Suimsuit by ameyasims

Denim Shorts by Renorasims

Teddy Bear Slippers by Trillyke

Mistletoe Top by Peachyfaerie

High Flared Jeans by helgatisha

Charlotte Earmuff by Caio

Charlotte Gloves by Caio

#sims 4 #ts4 #ts4 cas #ts4 cc #sims 4 makeover #sims 4 townie makeover #sims 4 townies #sims 4 maxis match #pancakes family #bob pancakes

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whump-it · 5 months ago

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This is the second request I've had today to go on the tag list and it means so much to me. I know I've significantly slowed down on writing this story but it's not closed! I still have so much left to write. I just need real life to give me the time. Thank you so much for the reblog, the tags, and the request for being tagged!

So it, uh, looks like I finally wrote some of Callum's story! Enjoy!

The patient had narrowed their eyes at him when he had walked in, three student doctors and two trained nurses trailing in after him.

"I know you from somewhere," the patient had said. "We haven't met have we?"

"I don't believe we have," Callum had answered, holding out his hand to shake. "Dr Callum Morrow, consultant surgeon." The patient had looked at his hand then back at him.

"Oh that's it," they'd said, not taking his hand. "That's why I know you. You're the one on the TV that time going on about how bad the Collection Programme is. That's it."

"Hmm," Callum had hummed; a noise of practiced polite, non-commital doctor-answering.

"I don't want you operating on me," the patient had said. "No way. The things you've said about that family. They lose their parents first, and then if that's not enough, that poor poor girl gets murdered. Then her brother dies in a car accident and you're the one saying how bad you have it!? You asked to be a Donor. There's not one of that poor family left to defend themselves. My cousin had a BP and they got on like a house on fire. I don't trust a word you say."

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Sitting in the hospital restaurant, the conversation played over and over again in Callum's head. He had picked the restaurant quite deliberately over the harsh silence of his office. It was as anonymous as a man in scrubs with scarred arms and a scar around his throat could get in a hospital. Too many other people all caught up in their other people drama to notice him. He doesn't think that he'd have said anything for the patient to complain about, but the truth is that he's not sure exactly what was said after that. He would have been polite. He'd not have risked his record at the hospital or his registration as a consultant by being rude. That much he knows is true.

Quite what his students must think about him though was another matter entirely. His past isn't a huge secret and every new person that he meets, every patient, every new recruit, every student he trains and mentors, they all eye up his scars and whisper when they think he's not looking. But to hear the way that the patient had spoken to him can't have inspired a huge amount of confidence in him. Patients hardly ever tell a surgeon that they don't want them to be the one performing their surgery.

In front of him, the plate of chicken curry and rice was getting colder by the minute. It wasn't even that he was particularly hungry, but the restaurant staff weren't overly keen on people coming in and taking up room that paying customers could use. And so, chicken curry it was. He had mashed it down with the back of his fork into a lumpy puree. A cold one, which he sat and stated at. To the side of the plate, the small dish of melon and custard that he'd picked up for literally no reason suddenly had a use. He tipped the melon and custard into the curry and mashed it all together.

Perfect.

Just like Master Hayden would have made for him to eat. Something with vitamins and nutrients and very little consistency. Something just right for a little wretch who has atoned. And with very little appetite, Callum ate the whole plate. Ingratitude is not to be even thought of. Someone had taken the time and effort to cook this.

And manners cost nothing. He sighed as he pushed his chair back and took the plate, bowl, cutlery, and tray to the rack where they are meant to be stacked by whoever used them. Not left at the table for the staff to clear away. Yes, manners cost nothing, he thought as he muttered thanks to anyone in a uniform on his way back to his office, keeping his head down and eyes on the floor as he went. Getting to the office and closing the door behind himself was a blessed relief. Straight away he went to the shelf where Haz was always sat, ready should he be needed, and picked the teddy up. Pressed him to his face. Breathed in the smell of his fur. It smelled like home. Like real home. Not like atonement in a basement, covered in blood and mud, a cracked masquerade of perfection that never really was.

The knock at the door was unwelcome, when he had only been in there for less than a minute. On instinct born of stress and panic, the noise made him flinch and twist Haz's ear. He chewed his lip and whoever was on the other side knocked again. Carefully, he placed Haz back on the shelf, unwilling to let him go so soon, and opened the door to find his favourite nurse, May, stood the other side.

"I heard what happened," she said with no preamble. It was part of why he liked her so much. She always had his back and always had her ear to the ground. And always got straight to the point. "Did you put Haz back on his shelf when I knocked?"

"Yeah," Callum said, rubbing at his forehead, at the spot where his bruise always used to be. Where, if someone really looked hard enough, they would see a slight dip that was left from his brain surgery, another step along the road to recovering from what Master Hayden had done to him.

"Do you want to get him?"

"Umm... yeah. Yeah I do,"

"Well, come on then," she said, hustling him gently back into the office. He didn't need to be told twice, hurrying back to the shelf and grasping Haz hard. "Better?"

"Much," he said, pausing for a moment. "I...I never lied May. Never. It's all true. I can't lie because it's not allowed and rules like that stick. They stick when they've been carved and burned and beaten and broken into you."

"I know," she said, coming to him and taking his hands in hers, Haz squashed up in between them. "Everyone who matters knows. And anyone who doesn't know? Doesn't matter."

Callum looked down at their hands. At Haz.

"If this bear could talk," he said with a sigh.

"If this bear could talk," May said. "He'd tell you how wonderful you are. And how proud he is of you. And he'd say thank you for keeping him safe all this time. Most of all, he'd say we'll done and thank you for telling the truth to the whole world."

He could feel his throat getting tighter and thicker with the feeling of tears as he listened to May speaking. As she stepped in to keep him from sinking too far back into the past where all he had to rely on for safety was a list of ten rules and the tenuous safety of atoning for temporary perfection, knowing that one day his luck and his time would run out.

The past was not the place to be. Anything that had dressed itself up as safety back then had been a lie. He didn't have to rely on those lies anymore.

"You want to call Rory?" May asked quietly. Callum nodded. He wanted to do that very much. Very much indeed. May squeezed his hands before letting go, standing on tip toes to press a kiss to his forehead. "You be back for ward rounds on time Dr Morrow, you hear?"

He smiled at her and kissed her back.

"I'll meet you down there."

Tagging the old team but it's been a while. Please say if you want off the list! No one is more surprised that this got written and posted than I am! @haro-whumps @grizzlie70 @castielamigos-whump-side-blog @bloodybrambles @iaminamoodymoodtoday @burtlederp @my-whumpy-little-heart @pepperonyscience @faewhump @whump-tr0pes @spookyboywhump @finder-of-rings @liliability @whumpfigure @girlwithacoolcat @tears-and-lilies @inpainandsuffering @whumppsychology @ashintheairlikesnow @justabitofwhump

#collection programme #the collection box #OC Callum #oc Callum morrow #dr morrow #Callum is a sweetheart #Callum wants to be perfect #oc haz the teddy

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emetoniche · 1 year ago

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Ok, well guys, I’ve reached 100 followers!! 102, actually. In celebration, I’ve decided to do a little face reveal/background for each of my OCs. Hope this is good and gives some real substance to my people.

Roan (pronounced Rowan) Callahan: Roan is a fitness trainer at a local parkour gym. She never went to college, but it was simply because she never felt the need to. She has always had a knack for athletics, and has taken parkour classes herself since she was very little, so she thought the natural career path for her was to train others. Personality-wise she can tend to be a bit aggressive, but isn’t actually mean, just blunt and a tad sarcastic. However, when it comes to Justin, her boyfriend, she is the exact opposite of her regular self. She would die for that man, and is the sweetest, most caring person towards him. She is very loyal to those she cares for, and isn’t afraid to get in a fight to defend them. Roan grew up in a middle-class neighborhood. Her dad is a chemical engineer and her mom is an elementary school teacher. She is an only child, and she is okay with that. She’s seen how some of her friends’ siblings act and has no regrets about not having a sibling of her own. Roan’s passion for animals led to her having many pets as a child, including a rosy boa named Sherlock and two rats named Fred and George. Now she has a ball python named Reaper and a border collie called Phantom. Roan met Justin through work; he was one of her clients. Originally they were simply trainer and client, but as they got to know each other, Justin eventually got up the courage to ask her out, and now they have been dating for almost two years.

Justin Caruthers: Justin is a Biology major hoping to go into med school soon. He is a senior in undergraduate college, so he is nearing the point where he can get into med school officially. Justin is something of a big teddy bear. He’s sweet, kind, always tries to stay positive, and hates confrontation. His personality is the perfect ice to Roan’s fire, and he can calm her down if she gets too heated. H be this as it may, he never tries to control her, because he knows that she is an independent woman and respects her. Justin was raised in London, England. His mother is American but his father is English, and his mother moved to England to be with his father. Raised in a British schooling system, American college is a completely new experience. He is enjoying all of the American foods as well, though he has found that he doesn’t like hot dogs very much. He has one brother named Ethan who is four years older than him and is working in a local hospital. Despite wanting to go into medicine, Justin has a naturally weak stomach and gets very easily motion sick. His anxiety also has a tendency to make his stomach turn.

Edward (Eddie) Harrows: Eddie is a Marine Biology major whose true passion is surfing. He grew up in California, along the coast, where he started surfing at the age of four. Since then he has won many competitions, including three national competitions. His natural competitiveness lends nicely to his chosen sport. He is virtually fearless, and once narrowly escaped a tiger shark along the Australian coast. Eddie I has a very goofy personality. He loves to have fun and makes fun of his friends, playing pranks and joking around, almost ceaselessly. However, through his playfulness, he can also be extremely tough, and will stand up for his friends and family without a second thought. Standing at 6’5, he’s quite intimidating when he wants to be. Eddie was raised by his dad after his mom died in childbirth. He never really missed his mom per-say, because he never knew her, but he was sad at times that he didn’t get to have the relationship he saw his friends having. He has no siblings, and his father never remarried.

Callum Ulrich: Callum is a Biology major alongside Justin, his best friend. Instead of medicine like Justin, Callum wants to go on to be an environmentalist, protecting the habitats of animals around the world. He loves planes though, and has a pilot’s license, so his main goal is to fly himself around the world helping whatever animals need him. He has his own biplane that he has named Falcon Eye, due to the paint job on the outside, which portrays a falcon in flight. Callum is Irish, raised on, of all things, a wool farm. He used to run around in the fields with the sheepdogs for hours, just weaving between sheep and warding off predators. He has seven brothers and sisters, three older and four younger. In order of age, their names are Killian, Saoirse, Lorcan, Rourke, Róisín, Faolen, and Caoimhe. Callum has a similar personality to Eddie, his boyfriend, in that he always has a joke on the tip of his tongue. However, unlike Eddie, Callum will do almost anything to avoid a fight. He hates getting in the middle of people’s arguments, and hates having arguments himself.

Darius Wolff: Darius is a hard-core rocker. Sort of. He acts all hard and cool on the outside, but he secretly loves cuddles with his girlfriend. He does know how to play guitar like a fucking pro, and he plays lead guitarist and singer for his band, Eternal Hardships. Yeah, he knows the name is beyond dramatic, he didn’t choose it. He was outvoted by the rest of the band. Darius was born and raised in Germany, so English is his second language. Mistakes happen on occasion, and he does have an accent, but he is generally fluent in both languages. His dad is an oil tycoon who cycles endlessly through wives, each wife next in line to run the company since Darius has no interest. His passion is actually canids, so he is earning his Zoology degree so that he can run a Canine sanctuary one day. He has a pet fox named Adler.

Ariadne Sangster: Ariadne grew up in an underprivileged community, often going without one or two meals in a day. She didn’t have very good resources in her school, but she still managed to score a perfect score on her ACT and made it into her college with a full ride. She is now on her senior year of pre-med, going into medical school next year with more money than she ever had growing up due to how she could save any money she earned instead of spend it on college. Ari was raised by just her mother because her father was killed in a car crash when she was five years old. She has three older brothers, one of whom died in the same crash that killed he father. The remaining two work together at their own mechanics shop, which is doing quite well. Their names are Perseus (Percy) and Orpheus (Ori). They were all named after Greek myths because their mother always found those myths inspiring, and she hoped that if her children were named after great heroes they would grow up to do great things. During Ari’s freshman year of college, her mother remarried a very nice man named Richard, who takes very good care of her mother and brought his own daughter, Sasha, into the family. Sasha is twenty five and works as a nurse practitioner. Ari loves animals just as much as her boyfriend, Darius. She owns two cats, who she named after characters in her favorite television show, Supernatural. The white on is named Dean, and the black one is named Sam.

#my characters #oc art #my ocs #oc artwork #ocs #oc #original character #digital art #lowkey kind of in love with Justin ngl…#My peepsssss

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rileychester · 1 year ago

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To be fair I haven't been watching EE, but from what I have heard and seen of Jay's storyline. I'm just going off the little I do know. He's been messing with drugs to numb the pain and hanging out with a woman who looks like Lola. So I don't know the full extent, but I do know that.

This is one of the main reasons I didn't want Jay to have custody over Lexi. Not because Jay isn't a great guy and doesn't have it in him to be a father to Lexi.

But because it's a soap, I knew that they would put him in a dark messed up place right after losing Lola. To be fair, they weren't actually together that long, they weren't married long, she died so young. Of course, all of that is going to hit him very hard and send him spiraling. It's not like they got to enjoy their time together, their relationship seemed to be a lot of almost moments like when they could have a baby of their own, but Lola didn't want another child just yet.

He really isn't in any headspace to care for anyone, let alone a little girl who just lost her mother. And who is quickly growing up.

Plus the show has never shown Jay as a father figure to Lexi, that was always Callum outside of Ben. Maybe a few scenes, but nothing showing a close bond between them. Mostly because Lola and Ben are Lexi's parents, and they were in charge of raising Lexi. Jay was just the boyfriend and uncle. When Ben first came back and was all about his rage against Phil, it was Jay, who was constantly reminding Ben that Lexi needed him to be her dad, and in the grand scheme of things Phil wasn't as important. My point except for a few scenes, he's not really been set up to be a father figure to her.

Also to be fair Callum is just naturally a caregiver teddy bear who takes care of people. So the show gives him a lot of caregiver roles with Ben, Lexi, Lola, Whitney, etc. They really haven't shown Jay know the first thing about raising a tween girl. And yet suddenly he's in charge of her, on top of dealing with a lot of strong emotions to sort through. That's not fair on anyone, Jay or Lexi.

My point is before I go off a tangent. Is that Jay wasn't going to be set up to be a father figure after Lola's death. It's a soap, they were going to do a bunch of horrible things to him. And put him in a horrible place, where he wouldn't be suitable to take care of her. Sure Ben is also really not suitable to take care of her either as he works through his issues. But Ben also has Callum to help take care of Lexi, plus Billy, Honey, and Kathy. Yes, Jay is a team with Callum and Ben, but he still has a lot to get his head around and he needs to grieve and recover.

#jay brown #eastenders #ballum #ben mitchell #callum highway #lexi pearce

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winterwrites23 · 10 months ago

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SoT as incorrect quotes based on @atsushis-fangs series part 13:

Andrew about Seán: Every friend group got that one silly friend who also has a profound air of sadness about him.

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Seán: Going to rock bottom do you guys need anything?

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Both Present and Past Scotland, trying to pretend like they're all stoic and badass: "I don't care" I say, as I care deeply.

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Seán whenever he gets into an argument with one of his brothers: Bitches be like, "Oh I'm fine" and then detach themselves from everyone in their lives for weeks. It's me, I'm bitches.

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Wales: I would have made the perfect cat. Life is so unfair sometimes.

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Callum @ Seán: You only hate me because you do not like me and I am mean to you. Grow up already.

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Past Scotland about Seán's true identity: I hate it when shit is unbeknownst to me. It fucking sucks.

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Scotland: aren't you like, 5'2?

Seán: I self identify as tall thank you very much!

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Wales: I'm sensitive not soft... I'll slap you while crying about it.

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*About Wales*: Man says "fuck it", eats lunch at 10:58 a.m.

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Because I was gone so long I decided to do a longer one in order to make up for it. Also, I just got so mad because I feel like Seán would really like the song Duvet by Bôa, however it wasn't released until 1998, a whole year after this story takes place.

You're so right about Scotland, he may act all tough and cool, but he really is just a big softie on the inside, like a giant teddy bear lol. And if you catch him in the act, he'll deny it to the end of days xD

OMG the list of jokes and movie references I want to put in the story but can't because it happens after 1997 makes me go crazy, you have no idea 😂😂

#“Going to rock bottom do you guys need anything?” is such a mood omfg xD #and knowing what happens next in the future it fits North pretty well lol #hetalia #outlander au #sot incorrect quotes #hws northern ireland

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vemaro · 11 months ago

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That sketch you reblogged of kidstarion is basically what I imagine Tav’s baby (Callum) from your stories looks like. A little cutie patootie <33

Little baby Astarion from that pic was too cute for me to handle.

But fun fact: Callum’s appearance is based off of the male protagonist from a novel I wrote like ten years ago. And THAT GUY was based off Teddy Lupin from that one famous book series that has a piece of shit author (you know the one.) And then my Tav (Robyn) is lowkey based off the female protagonist from the same novel.

#vemaro #ask

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sterek-ao3feed-archive · 1 year ago

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I AM RAISING A DIVA!!!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/51327181 by Joey29 Olivia turns six months and Stiles and Derek are definitely one of those parents that celebrate their child's 1/2 birthday. Family fluff ensues as the couple has a photo shoot and celebrates with family and close friends. Words: 3390, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 42 of Sterek's YouTube Channel Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M, Other Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stillinski, Olivia Scatlett Hale, Liah Dunbar, Talia Hale, Corey Bryant (Teen Wolf), Mason Hewitt, Callum Hale, Cora Hale, Laura Hale, Jordan Parrish, Aiden (Teen Wolf), Noah Stillinski, Amelia Hale-Thomas, Emmanuel Thomas, Teddy Thomas, Malia Tate, Peter Hale, Papa Hale, Isaac Lahey, Vernon Boyd, Erica Reyes, Lydia Martin, Allison Argent, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Melicent Porter Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Additional Tags: YouTube Channel, Couples challenges, Family Fluff, Half Birthdays, Six Months, vlogging - Freeform, Olivia turns six months, Family photo shoots, smash cakes, Celebrations, Always feminine Stiles, Stiles wears makeup, Stiles wears acrylic nails read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/51327181

#Sterek #Stiles Stilinski/Derek Hale #Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski #IFTTT #ao3feed #ao3feed Sterek #fanfic

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thewritersaddictions · 1 year ago

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Requests: The Adults: Eddie Munson- The Long First Day.

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Chrissy Cunningham

Pov: Eddie

Warnings: Charlotte's first day of kindergarten, Sad, but happy vibes, first day of school, First day school outfit, Baby Callum, Chrissy being a great mom of two. Eddie has the best girl dad vibes ever.

Summary: Eddie wakes up early to get himself and his daughter ready for her first day of kindergarten.

A/n- Firefly-Graphics for dividers

WC- 2.7k

Request Master List // Stranger Things Master List // The Adults Master List // Chronicles of Eddie & Chrissy Master List

August 17th, 1998

Exactly one week prior to that monday morning Chrissy had taken our five year old daughter out shopping with her. Target. Char had been begging to go there in the best of way she knew how. I was left with our adorable little boy. Callum and I had stayed home while the girls worked through the long lists of school supplies that Char would need for going to kindergarten.

Chrissy and Char came back with more then just a few bags with of supplies. Callum was down for a nap, and I was busy making dinner in the kitchen. Charlotte came in with excitement written all over her face. Holding a few lighter bags in comparison to her mother. Chrissy came over kissing me quickly on the cheek. “Did you get everything you needed?” I asked her as she rested the bags on the kitchen table.

Chrissy sighs heavily, “yeah, just about everything that they still had left.” I feel the tapping, and pulling of my jeans from Char. “Daddy look!” Char says with excitement littered in her voice. “What did you get?” I ask her as I look down at her. She smiles brightly up at me, pushing the item in her hands closer towards my face. I drop the knife on the cutting board to grab onto the small teddy she’s gotten. “Did mommy get this for you?” I ask her, she nods her head violently. “Mommy said that if I was really good she would get me a surprise.” Charlotte explains.

“Did you get anything for me?” I ask her with a silly voice, she rolls her eyes dramatically. “Duh, daddy of course I got you something.” Char ends up pulling something out from the bags laying at her feet, “Mommy she let me get daddy and brother something.” I looked over at my beautiful wife smiling and she returns the smile.

“Mommy said that you really like chocolate, so I got you candy.” I go to take it from her hand, but she pauses “You can’t eat it before dinner though okay daddy.” Charlotte makes it clear that candy before dinner is a no-no so I refrain from opening it. “We can share it after dinner baby, what do you think of that.” Charlotte hums placing the candy into my hands. Almost slapping it against the palm of my hand.

“Alright Char. Your bookbag is all ready, and your lunch will be next to your bag in the morning.” Chrissy says as she walks into the kitchen standing behind Charlotte. “Otay mommy, thank you.” Char says quickly. Wanting to get back to showing off the things she got. “Eds, I’m going to get Callum and we can have dinner.” Chrissy says as she pecks my cheek before walking off and up the stairs.

The moment is silent for a second. “Can I help you with dinner daddy?” Charlotte asks pushing the bag away from her feet, and off into the hallway. “Of course baby.” Charlotte goes and get’s her step stool while I move some things around for her to be ableto help me. The sound of footsteps both big and small. Charlotte comes back with her stool held in both hands, and Chrissy behind her with Callum resting on her chest. His cheek pressed into her shoulder.

August 24th, 1998

It’s not unusual to wake up before the snaring of the alarm, but today it was ten times more important that I did wake up just a few minutes before it blared. Today would be the first day of Charlotte’s school career. I’d like to think that she’ll be just like her mother, love the world of education so much that she doesn’t bail out on it. That for Charlotte the words pop off the papers, and they lead her into magical lands of the books that will fill her shelves.

The clock on the side table reads nearly six in the morning. I brush the stray hairs out of my eyes, and look at Chrissy. The beds covers are tucked under her chin, and her knees are pressed into her chest. The sky outside bring no sun rays in yet as the sky is still dark with night. Regardless of how dark it is still in the bedroom, I gaze at her beautiful features, her lips left a gap just a little. I pressed a quick kiss into her forehead, before pulling the covers back over my waist revealing warm skin to the cold ac running through the house.

The first step is to get myself ready, then I can work on breakfast, lunch ofr both Char and I and then finally getting Char up and ready for her first day of school. Chrissy and I had a deal, I’d take the kids to school and she’d pick them up, it was just easier most days. Especially with Chrissy being a teacher at Charlottes school. Teaching little fourth and fifth graders. The profound excitement and joy had be written on Chrissy’s face when Charlotte was finally old enough to start going to elementary school.

Regardless of where my morning thoughts decided on taking me now. I needed to stretch and get the good hot, nearly scolding water onto my skin or I’d never be awake enough for Charlotte's overly bubbly, and loud self in the morning. I clambered out of bed, lucky no sounds of Callum over the baby monitor, or groggy looking five year olds walking into my bedroom with her teddy wrapped around her arms.

With the morning to myself I get ready rather quickly. Taking a haste shower, before throwing my hair into a loose, wet bun that will most likely have that stupid dent in the middle where the hair tie had been wrapped around just a few too many times, and just a little to tight. The normal routine continues. Making my way down the tiara to start a brew of coffee, and by the time I get back up the stairs the light in Callums room is on. Chrissy soft voice is corecring him to go back to sleep, that the clock is just a little ahead of schedule. Almost begging with the two year old about it.

Peaking my head into the room, my hand resting on the doorframe with ease. “Hey baby, there’s a pot on in the kitchen.” She nods, picking up Callum as she discovers she’s been defeated once more by the endless lung capacity that our young son has. “I’m going to get Charlotte up and dressed.” I tell my wife as she starts to get distracted by the soft, innocent giggles that leave Callum.

With that I walk just across the hall, the door is covered in sparkles, and unicorns adorn the frame. I knock once, then twice before walking in. To find that the light has already been switched on, and Charlotte is nowhere to be seen in her messy bed. With light flooding into the curtains that time is ticking to get Charlotte ready, and out the door. “Char, baby where are you?” I ask, looking around the corner to find a rather large loom on clothe on the floor, and Charlotte standing in the middle of it.

“Trying to find something to wear, daddy!” She says confidently. Even with her room looking a down right pigsty I can’t help but be in awe of how much Charlotte has grown in just a few years. Her mix-match socks, and dress tell me she isn’t sure what she wants to wear just yet. I walk over with a wide smile written on my face, sidestepping the pile of growing clothes. “How about pants, and that new shirt mommy bought you just for school?” I offer, Charlotte looks as if she pondering it. Her thumb, and forefinger resting on her chin. I laugh at the image of my daughter.

“What about shoes daddy, I have to look perfect I wanna have all the friends at school.” Charlotte says chipperly. Coming over to meet me at the pull out drawers that hold her pants. “We can worry about that when we get downstairs sweetheart.” I tell her, as I scoop up the shirt from the floor. Charlotte looks up at me as her head pop up through one of the holes. (Not the one meant for her head)

It takes longer then excepted to get harlotte down the stairs as she’s adamant that I put her hair up into the two mostp perfect pig tails, and requested by her that I add the special bows that mommy’s been putting in her since she was a baby. When we do finally manage toget our asses down the stiars I can smell the scent of coffee wafting through the air. Before I can get a delicious cup Charlotte is dragging me towards her shoe collection (This is just one by the front door, there’s another larger pile in her room.) “Hurry daddy, I want you to pick out my shoes.” Charlotte begs me. “Of coursesweetheart, but do you think we can do two things at once?” I ask her. Her brows furrow inward and her crinkle like Chrissy’s do. “What do you mean?”

I take my seat on the edge of the couch. “I just mean that has much as your shoes are important so is eating a good breakfast before school baby.” I tell Charlotte, she looks at me as if she still isn’t understanding what I’m even uttering. “Like shoes and food equal the same thing?” Charlotte questions. I try to come up with something, but my beautiful saviour of a wife saves me from needing to answer. “Charlotte all daddy is saying is that you need to eat, and he’ll put your shoes on for you.” Chrissy says, this time Callum isn’t on her hip or chest, rather I can hear him violently slapping him high chair tray. “Thank you sweets.” I whisper to Chrissy she’s smiles sweetly at me and set down a large travel mug worth of coffee, and an english muffin with all the hearty breakfast things on it.

Charlotte’s plate sits next to my coffee mug, I shift on to the floor to be able to get to her feet. I can’t deny the ability of being able to tickle her tiny feet. She squeals and looks down at me she her “fakeist” meanest face. “Don’t do that daddy, I’m trying -” I tickle her feet again, and her faux anger fades into a giggle, and then a laughter. Before I know it she’s begging me to stop and I do. Slipping her socks over her tiny pink painted toes and then slip on her light up sneakers.

She clicks her heels together and smiles with all of her teeth at the light show that happens to come from her feet. “Alright you two, can mommy get a picture?” Chrissy asks with a camera in one hand and Callum resting on her other hip her arm securing him to the place tightly. “Do you want me to take Callum baby?” I ask quickly, she shakes her head, clutching him closer to her small frame. “Look at you so cute baby.” Chrissy starts, and bends down on one knee to get a better picture.

There are hundreds if not thousands of pictures of Charlotte starting from before she was born, so this is just a normalcy in our house. “My beautiful little girl.” Chrissy says, even if she thinks that I can’t hear the wavering in her voice. Her first kiddo, our first kiddo is going off to school. About twenty snapshots of the camera later Chrissy is done. “You two gotta get going.” She says rushing back into the kitchen having let Callum to go play with his toys in the living room. “Here you go sweetie.” Chrissy says handing Charlotte her lunchbag. “And you two Mr. Munson.” Chrissy says as she comes to peck my lips for the first time this morning.

I had traded the old van for a better vehicle for both the first and second kiddo. Charlotte is racing me to the car, and even buckling herself into her car seat before I can even mange to throw my stuff into the front seat next to me. “You got all your stuff baby?” I ask her through the rear-view-mirror. She looks around then quickly nods. “Good.” I pull out of the driveway. Turning the radio on, “Can we listen to my music daddy?” Charlotte asks. I hum and pull her CD from the small rack of CD that were placed on my sun visor. I popped the CD in and all of her favorite songs starts to play. The drive wasn’t a long one, neither was it short. Charlotte dances as best as she can in her seat. We sing together, and she smiles just like her mother. (Create those core memories)

It isn’t long before we are pulling up the school. A large party of parents are standing near the front door. I look at Charlotte through the rear-view-mirror once more. “Are you ready baby?” I ask her. She looks at me, and nods. Grabbing at her seat belt, and grabbing at her bookbag. “Daddy let’s go I wanna go right now!” Charlotte begs. “Of course I’m sorry princess.” I unbuckle myself and turn the car off before geting the rest of Charlotte and her belongings out of the backseat. She grabs my hand confidnelty and we beginning to her new start.

The line is long, but that doesn’t matter because Charlotte is stuck to my side like glue. “Hello, and who might you be miss?” An older women asks. “I’m Charlotte Munson.” She says shaking her hips side to side a little. She looks up at me a little bit of shyness shining through. I nod and she knows that it’s alright. “Alright Miss. Munson. Here you Dad. She’s in classroom four just make the first right and it’s the second door on your left.” The older room says to me. I thank her, and we make our way through the doorway. The hallways are filled with kids, and their parents. “Alright baby, let’s go.” I squeeze her hand softly and she tries her hardest to squeeze mine back. When we make it to the doorway, the teacher s tanding there greeting the students. “Alright baby, I’ve gotta let you go here now.” I tell her, she shakes her head. “I don’t want you to…” biting her lip she looks at me. “Can you just help me put my things away? Please daddy?” She begs with me, I can see the teacher out of the corner of my eye and she nods at me. I hope that the day never comes where my baby girl grows up and stops callin’ me daddy.

“Alright baby, but just today and then you gotta be a big girl.” I tell her grabbing her hand against and walking into the classroom. Other parents are also in the room with their kids. “Let’s look for your name baby.” Charlotte finds in a matter of moments, and we are ble to find her cubby and put her bookbag and lunchbag up, and before I know it the teacher is telling us parents that it’s almost time for us to go. I swallow back the tears that want to come out. “Okay baby, you’re all set.” She hums looking around at everyone. “And you know I’ll be here to pick you up at the end of the day. You can tell me all about the things you learned and all the people you met and became friends with.” She hums again. I lean in kissing her forehead. “I’m leavin’ now baby. I’ll see you later Charlotte.” I says standing up beside the desk. “Bye daddy. I love you.”

I look down at her. “I love you most baby.” I say before walking out but not without giving one last wave to her before I walk down the hallway and back out to my car. I have to shake the tears and tight feeling I get in my chest away. I kick the car into the start, and back out of the spot.

Completed on: 10/08/23

Posted on: 11/04/23

COEC- @borhapgirlforlife19

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