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Fire on Fire -Ch.1 -AU JJK-

Delilah Hawthorne briefly meets a young Nanami Kento during her visit to Tokyo Jujutsu High. This was their first and last conversation before she had to return to America. She returns to Tokyo to continue business with the higher ups that she was supposed to take part in when she was still a teen herself. Unbeknownst to her Nanami Kento, whom she reconnects with, and also still very smitten with her from their first five minute meeting, decides he won't let Delilah slip through his fingers again.

"I'd rather live in your world than live without you in mine." he said breathlessly before crashing his lips into mine.

Warning: Smut, MDNI +18

2006 – Tokyo Jujutsu High

I followed behind my brother, Cassius Hawthorne, silently listening to this teacher, Yaga, discuss the sorcerers in this school. I had never been to Japan before, so my eyes were roaming all over the place. Although my body and remained very still as I moved.

“Many sorcerers, even students are called on missions to kill lower grade curses. It helps them learn and grow their skills for when they’re in the real world.” he explained.

“What are the ranks of the majority of your student body?” Cassius asked.

“The majority are Grade 3, a pretty average rank.” he explained.

“What would my sister and I be ranked if your higher ups ever acknowledged us as sorcerers?” Cassius asked with a low timber like tone.

“You would be Grade 1 and for your sister… due to her technique she would automictically be seen as a Special Grade due to her technique.” he said glancing back at me. I gave a polite smile remaining quiet, my lavender eyes hidden by my black cat eye sunglasses. Yaga was impressed by my abilities, one by one I was asked to show my ability to each grade of cursed spirit all the way up to special grade.

“And your strongest student?” Cassius asked. The older man paused in his walk and so my brother and I did as well.

“There’s only one… he’d no doubt be a special grade.” Yaga merely replied. I could hear chatter coming from the end of the hall. Someone was rounding the corner. Cassius and I looked ahead noticing four students turning the corner. All of them wore uniforms, the three men wearing pants and the one girl wearing a skirt. She’s a brunette with short hair and tired eyes. The tallest was a darker haired boy with hair pulled back and beside him was a boy with snowy white hair and black sunglasses. On the very end, looking disinterested with a blonde-haired boy who looked to be brooding about something.

“That mission was too easy! What were the higher ups thinking!” the whited haired boy asked with a laugh before they all finally saw us. They looked at us curiously and stunned.

“Hey Sensei, new students?” the white-haired boy asked. Cassius and I looked at each other immediately. Was that a stupid question? The higher ups would never allow African-Americans in their organization unless they stood to gain something from it, like the deal we had struck with them. Yaga grunted.

“This is higher up business. This doesn’t concern you.” he said. The blue-eyed boy seemed even more interested now leaning into my brother to look him up and down.

“Oh come on, I’m going to find out eventually. You might as well tell me now!” he swooned. What a pest.

Now his eyes came upon me, and they seemed to sparkle, purple staring at blue and he made a move to lean into me. I stiffened.

“And who is this cutie?” he asked.

“Satoru.” The dark-haired boy warned. Immediately, I felt my brother’s arm wrap around my shoulder and pull me into him, frowning heavily at this Satoru boy.

“Learn some boundaries… I’ll only advice you once: Respect my sister.” he warned. This Satoru snorted as he leaned back.

“Boy you must not know who I am.” he said as if amused. Cassius stared at this Satoru.

“Yaga… is he your special grade?” he asked, causing Yaga to look at him, with a grimace. I knew my brother was treading into unwanted territory, so I kept my eyes down as to let him continue to lead the conversation.

“Let’s continue our tour shall we. Don’t mind my students, Satoru Gojo is harmless.” he said. My brother’s ear twitch, a sign his ears picked up the lie in the man’s voice. Satoru smirked triumphantly and Cassius looked him over once more, already not impressed and his face showed it which made Satoru’s satisfaction drop immediately.

“Yes, let’s continue our tour.” Cassius said and Yaga nodded and looked at the other students.

“Get to class.”

And with that he began to walk on. Satoru Gojo just huffed at my brother and my brother just pulled me along with him. As he did, my eyes lifted to meet the hazel-colored eyes of the blonde boy. He wasn’t looking at me at first, but when he caught my eyes, his entire body stiffened, his eyes widened some and a shade of pink came across his nose. His eyes were… different than any I had ever seen. He seemed to be looking at me, really looking at me. Could he see into my soul? His gaze was strong even for eyes so shocked. My heart fluttered.

I couldn’t help but smile at him before my brother led me from the group.

“Who is that obnoxious punk!” Satoru purposely yelled as we rounded the corner they had come from.

Five days later

There was a small fountain outside the school yard, and I sat alone, reading my book as I waited for my brother to conclude business with Mr. Yaga. Japan was a very beautiful place, definitely felt like I had stepped out of another world. As I read, I noticed a pair of feet slowly creeping up in my vision and I looked up with a gentle, yet curious gaze.

It was him, the blonde boy from that group of students we met a few days ago. I blinked some wondering what it was he could want.

“Uh…” he said. He looked and sounded flustered honestly. I looked him over and gave a polite and curt bow.

“Hello.” I replied kindly and he tensed a bit before looking down at the ground. He seemed to want to say something, but he looked to be having difficulty. Now as if realizing I had greeted him, he jumped as if startled and bowed.

“Hello.” he said awkwardly. He seemed to have a permanent gloomy face. “Uh… um... ‘m Kento… Nanami.”

Suddenly, a form appeared from behind him, a hand gripping his collar and spinning him around. Holding him up was an angry Cassius.

“Hey punk what are you doing bothering my sister!” he snapped. I frowned and stood up.

“Cassius!” I snapped. “Leave the boy alone.”

Cassius squinted pointing in Kento’s face.

“Don’t you think of trying anything on my sister!” he snapped.

“What are you even doing out here?” I asked.

“Came to check on you when I saw this hoodlum approach!” he said. I scoffed.

“I am fine. Please finish with your discussion with Yaga so that we can go.” I said. Cassius huffed, and Kento just frowned at my brother before he was put down and he adjusted his collar. My brother placed two fingers on his own eyes before pointing them at Kento. He then backed away and turned moving back into the school. I approached Kento with an apologetic gaze.

“I’m sorry about him. My brother can be a I bit overprotective. Are you alright, Kento?” I asked. Kento looked at me and tensed, his face seeming to grow a shade of pink, he silently nodded. I smiled and nodded. “That’s good. I’m Delilah Hawthorne. It’s nice to meet you. Was I in your spot?”

I turned to look at the stone seat thinking that’s why he was here.

“Uh n-no I um.” he stuttered, and I tilted my head at him wondering what it was that was wrong with him. He was looking at my hair, eyes all the curls I had pulled up into a high pineapple ponytail. Now he looked at my eyes then my arms and his head were just lulling forward until he was staring at my ankles, eyeing the silver anklet I had on my leg.

“Are you alright?” I asked worriedly and he seemed to still be visibly tensed. He nodded immediately.

“HEY NANAMI!” I could hear the familiar voice of someone who I felt was moderately annoying. Kento immediately frowned as a white-haired form approached behind him wrapping an arm around his neck with a big grin.

“Hey, hitting on the cute new student, very bold of you!” he said which made Kento groan.

“It’s not like that.” he said. I visibly gave a gentle pout.

“Oh really, that’s sad for me then.” I said with a gentle tease, hoping to lighten the mood since the teen was still very tense and uncomfortable. I wonder why he chose to approach me. Maybe he was just trying to be a friendly face since our first meeting with a bit tense. Kento’s eyes widened at my words and Satoru grinned.

“Oh hoo.” he teased.

“Satoru will you stop being a pest.”

I looked around the two boys to see the young girl and the dark-haired boy from before. She looked at me with a polite smile.

“Hello. I’m Shoko Leiri.” she introduced. I smiled at her.

“I’m Delilah Hawthorne. Nice to meet you.” I replied before looking at the last boy who nodded.

“Suguru Geto.” he replied.

“And this handsome devil is Satoru Gojo!” Satoru said loudly. I gave a gentle smile.

“Charmed.” I replied.

“You from America?” Suguru asked. I nodded.

“Yes. Just visiting with my brother Cassius. The higher ups invited us.” I replied.

Satoru scowled.

“So that’s his name huh! The guy was such a jerk.” he said. Suguru scoffed.

“Shut up, you were the one being rude out of nowhere.” he said.

“I was not!” the other boy replied. As Shoko jumped in to add her opinions to the conversation, I just looked at Kento who seemed to be looking away as if annoyed. However, his eyes caught mine and once more I felt a spark shoot up in my body. Why this was I had no idea. I noticed a small smile crack in the corner of Kento’s lips.

“Anyways, so Lilah you going to be attending Jujutsu High? I hear you’re a pretty strong individual! You think you can beat me?” Satoru asked standing over me with a smirk. I looked up at him before looking him over for a second.

“I do not think I could… I know I could.” I said in a matter-of-fact tone. Immediately the blue-eyed boy’s face twitched into an unnerving smile.

“Oh, do you!” he said now leaning forward into me, both our shades were lowering to the bridge of our noses, shimmering purple eyes meeting deep blue orbs.

“You all definitely don’t know who you’re messing with.” he challenged, his smirk evident in his face. I smiled some and gently raised my hand to caress the boy’s cheek. His face leaning into the softness of my touch. I leaned forward, my lips inching into his and he seemed ready to accept whatever it was I was going to do to him. But instead, my cheek pressed into his cheek so that my lips were inches from his ear. I spoke, but my words were muted, and I felt Satoru’s body still as I spoke calmly. His friends watched me, curious of what it was I was doing, and after a few seconds, the blue-eyed boy’s body was slumping onto the ground as if were a puddle.

His glasses were tilting crookedly, and his eyes were now swirling as if he were in a trance, and he started to babble some. Shoko, Suguru and Kento looked completely taken back and I stepped over the puddle known as Satoru Gojo and stood before Kento as the other two went to check on their friend. He approached me for a reason, but it seemed his friends ruined whatever reason he had. Kento looked from his friend to me bewildered, before finally his body seemed to relax. He wasn’t so tense as I expected from standing inches from him. I just smiled at the realization. I may be young, but I knew attraction when I saw it. I gently raised my finger up and placed it into Kento’s cheek. His face showed caution since I had obviously done something to his friend, but his body still remained relaxed. Teasingly I traced little circles into his cheek which was my little way of flirting and the boy’s face turned as red as a tomato.

“Maybe we can hang out sometime before I have to go back to America.” I offered. His eyes widened and his chest looked to tighten before he finally looked away another gloomy look on his face, eyes planted to the ground.

“O-okay.” he said.

“Okay maybe we need to get him to the nurse!” Suguru said.

However, my brother was stomping forward, a look of disappointment on his face. I looked up at him as he approached.

“We’re leaving back home.” Was all he said. I was thrown off by his command knowing that home meant never coming back. I looked down with disappointment before looking up at Kento who seemed utterly hurt. I was not expecting to see such a deep look on his face. But I smiled and he looked at me catching my smile.

“Maybe if we meet each other in another life, we can hang out.” I said. He looked me over some wanting to say something before looking away with a slight groan.

“Promise?” he asked. I could hear the hint of desperation in his tone. I was stunned by his question, not expecting to have to formerly seal my statement away to this boy. I mean he’s only officially met me five minutes ago. But I nodded.

“I promise. Goodbye Kento Nanami.” I replied softly. He winced sadly before giving a small, genuine smile in return.

“Goodbye Lilah- I mean Delilah Hawthorne.” he said. I smiled.

“I like it better when you call me Lilah.” I replied, and his smile widened a bit more before I gave a gentle wave and turned moving around the group of students. Shoko was trying to slap Gojo awake. Odd, I didn’t even use my technique on him.

2018 – Tokyo

I stepped inside the bakery, my cell to my ear.

“Yes, Yaga, I landed yesterday, and I’ll be at the school tomorrow. I plan to relax today before coming in to talk. I am surprised your higher ups wanted to see me again after all this time.” I replied.

“Well, your abilities have been monitored as I am sure you know, and they have… accepted that they should not have let you and your brother walk out on the old terms we made. But things have changed. We would like you to stick around so we can study your technique. You are offered room and board, a debit card that has no spending limit, full immunity from any past or future uses that involve you using your technique.” he explained. I scoffed thinking of that obnoxious boy.

“Past uses? Is he still saying I did something to him?” I asked.

“Well let’s just say he was very vocal about you returning to Japan. First, he was upset, and now he’s giddy to have a rematch. But we’ve made it very clear you are not to ever fight against another sorcerer. No sparing, no training nothing. If you take up arms against any sorcerer or student that is not in clear self-defense it would call for your immediately execution.” he explained clearly. I rolled my eyes.

They could try.

“Understood. Anyways I’m picking up a pastry and will meet you tomorrow to discuss our first order of business.” I replied.

“Okay. See you tomorrow.” he said and hung up. I ordered and grabbed my food before turning to leave the bakery and as I stepped out, my chest hit the broad chest of a man. I blinked heavily looking at tinted green glasses of a tall blonde-haired man. Black sunglasses shined at these glasses. This man was in a formal business suit that was a blue dress shirt underneath a tan blazer with matching slacks and light shoes. Around his neck was polka dotted tie.

“Oh, pardon me.” he said respectfully, his voice deep, smooth and composed. I shook my head.

“No, you’re good, please excuse me.” I replied and now he seemed surprised, and I blinked rapidly looking somewhat off myself as his feet did not move from in front of me. My glasses were pushed up, so my eyes were not showing. He seemed to be looking my face over, and I took a few seconds to do the same. He suddenly shook his head bashfully.

“Uh- I’m sorry you must forgive me; you have a very familiar face.” he said. I leaned back some wondering how that could be when this was only second time in Japan. But I leaned forward just a bit, not enough to invade his space, but enough I could really get a look at him. Blonde hair. Now I raised my fingers to my face to tilt my glasses down so my lavender orbs could shine a bit and now the man’s entire body tensed, eyes slowly widening some.

“L-Lilah Hawthorne?” he asked. My eyes widened on his face now as I slowly smiled, my name rolling off his lips in a way I remember liking.

“Kento Nanami?” I asked nervously and he nodded, now smiling warmly at me. I covered my mouth in shock. Why though? I had only met this man once years ago as a young gloomy teenager and now here we both stood again before each other. Was this fate? I’m not sure.

Maybe it was bound to happen since I was returning to Jujutsu High. I couldn’t stop my finger from gently moving toward his cheek, his jawline looked strong. But I softly placed my pointer finger against his cheek, and I felt it, a jolt of electricity moves through me. He let out a gentle sigh of relief, content. Why did it feel like we were the only ones standing in this town. Buildings and people disappeared around me and I smiled more as he smiled more. I finally began to circle the spot on his cheek from our first ten-minute interaction. Flirting. That’s right.

“I am glad to see you again.” he said warmly snapping me out of my trance and I removed my finger.

“Sorry about that.” I replied, a bit embarrassed, and he just chuckled and shook his head.

“No, it’s alright. I… I can’t believe I’m looking at you again after all this time. You have grown so much.” he said. I smiled and nodded

“Back at you. You’re even more handsome than I remember.” I said sweetly. That familiar shade of pink spread over his nose, and he bit his bottom lip and looked away.

“I-uh- um th-thanks.” he stumbled over his words.

“Hey buddy can we go in?” an annoyed passerby asked. That’s right we’re standing right in the doorway of the bakery. We bashfully stepped aside and apologized and finally looked at each other again.

“What are you doing back here in Japan?” he asked. Even his voice was different, so deep and mature.

“I’m here to work with Yaga and the higher ups. Unfortunately, I can’t say much more on it, but I’ll be here for a while.” I replied noticing his eyes lit up at my words.

“I see. When did you get in?” he asked.

“Yesterday. I don’t have to head back to the school until tomorrow.” I announced and he nodded just staring at my face now with bright eyes.

“I see…” he said his voice trailing off now and now we were both awkwardly staring at each other. Why does this moment feel familiar? We realized we were both just staring at each other before we gave shy chuckles. Kento rubbed the back of his head, and I just looked down at my feet some.

“Well… you seem to be going somewhere important; I don’t want to hold you up.” I replied. Kento seemed to be snapped out of his trance, and he cleared his throat and nodded.

“Actually, I am just running a few errands. Um Lilah, if I’m not being too forward, I was wondering, if you’re not too tired from traveling, but maybe I can take you out some time and show you around Japan once you get settled. I know the last time we met we had… distractions.” he said. My eyes lit up at his offer and I smiled and nodded.

“That would be lovely Kento. I mean I did make a promise that if we saw each other again we would hang out.” I replied remembering the words of our first and last time speaking years ago. Kento nodded his smile never leaving his face.

“I can’t believe I made you promise me. I was such an emo kid back then.” He said. I giggled.

“I just thought you were shy… Here why don’t we swap phones and place our numbers in the other?” I asked pulling me phone from my purse. The tint of pink shade around his face darkened and he nodded.

“Sure.” he replied reaching into his suit pocket and we both handed the other their phones and began to briefly type our numbers in. After a few seconds, we handed each other the phones back.

“Great. I look forward to us picking up from where we left off, even if it was only a five- or ten-minute chat when we were kids.” I said with a soft chuckle, and he agreed.

“Yes agreed… um would it be alright to message you in my free time, only if you’re free too I don’t want to put you out!” he said quickly. Strange, he came off as so professional minutes before we remembered each other and now he seems to be flustered just like when we were kids.

My smile only grew, and I nodded.

“Yes Kento, feel free to message me whenever you have time.” I said gently raising my hand to wave my goodbye. “Until later, Kento.” I gave a gentle curt bow of my head.

He returned the gesture with a warm smile.

“Until later, Delilah.”

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voidvannie · 7 months ago

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꒰ఎ JERSEY VISITS ── MIDNIGHT RAIN AU

─── ･｡ﾟ⟨ DELILAH x CONNOR ⟩

─── ･｡ﾟ⟨ MIDNIGHT RAIN AU ⟩

─── ･｡ﾟ⟨ MAIN MASTERLIST ⟩

─── ･｡ﾟ⟨ IN WHICH . . . delilah visits jersey ⟩

October 15, 2023

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thewickedkat · 1 year ago

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no one is a hero here. neither is anyone a villain.

yes, Ashton fucked up. they did a Thing--a big Thing! a Dangerous Thing!--and consulted precisely one (1) person about it. that person enabled and facilitated said Thing without really stopping to pause and think about it. Fearne fucked up by not doing those things. Ashton almost died because of their combined short-sightedness.

these things happened. tell me that no one else in the history of ever has done a Dumb and Dangerous Thing. tell me you never have. fuck knows i have. and?

more than anything, Bells' Hells strikes me as a party of Firsts: it's Chetney's first time really doing anything with something that resembles a pack (i say this without knowing a thing about werewolf dynamics in Exandria and at this point i can't be arsed to learn more). it's FCG's first time in a group knowing more of their own provenance, knowing what they are capable of (good and bad), their first experience with faith. it's Laudna's first time around people who aren't actively trying to either burn her home down or run her out of town on a rail, her first experience with something resembling love (despite Delilah's poison trickling into her ear). Fearne is still learning how to people, given that the only other people she really hung with were the Crown Keepers, and that wasn't for a very long time. Imogen is quite literally learning how to human without hearing the inner voices of folk around her, since she got the circlet, and is learning how to define people not by the worst intrusive thoughts skirling across their brainmeats. Ashton has never been around people who weren't ready to immediately take advantage of any kind of weakness perceived on their part, or ready to abandon him at a moment's notice. he is learning that not everything is defined by a quid pro quo. Orym is really the only cat in the group who has been around stable individuals throughout his life, and most of those people have been there since jump for him. that, and he has a calling, a duty, something that he views as greater than himself that he is willing to submit to. he finds comfort in that, where Letters is just now starting to have an inkling. but even he is learning how to mesh into a unit that isn't a squad, or a platoon, or a guarding body. with the Hells, he isn't just defined by that calling--he is a friend, a brother, without the mutual cultural understanding of the Ashari to back it up.

my point is, all of these people are still discovering new things about themselves. they are still young from a maturity standpoint--even Chetney is, because he is being confronted with emotional entanglements that he (assumedly) hasn't had to deal with before.

there are going to be fuckups. there are going to be scares and hurt feelings and things shouted at each other that are difficult to take back and apologise for. this doesn't mean that one should scorch the earth and piss on the ashes when there is a fuckup.

furthermore, understanding why the characters do what they do is not the same as excusing it. reasons are not the same as justifications are not the same as excuses, etc etc etc. i can easily follow the reasoning behind Ashton taking the shard into themself, because who doesn't want to feel special and badass? it went to his head! i can also understand why Fearne wanted to help--it's what you do for friends, yeah? you help them? and if you're kinda crushing on that friend, the urge to go along with what they want is doubly strong. also? no one ever taught her emotional regulation, i don't think. i fully think that's why she got so viscerally angry with what happened, all that fear and adrenalin and terror at what have i done had to go somewhere, and so she kicked Ashton in the head and tried to break their hammer, and it was Chet who recognised that urge to break and destroy and he allowed her to channel it away from harming anyone else.

people do dumb things, sometimes. they do dumb things and say dumb things because all they want to do in that moment is make something else hurt the way they do. and then they regret it, and internalise it, hopefully learn from it, make amends and move the fuck on. both Ashton and Fearne are having their 'oh if it isn't the consequences of my actions' moment, and they're allowed to have their shitty, messy, all-over-the-place feelings about it. there has been quiet screeching in the fandom about character growth and conflict and the 'necessity for all of them to sit down and talk,' and now that such a moment is here, it seems that many people are saying 'wait, not like that.'

Ashton and Fearne are both traumatised individuals, yes. i think Ashton understands a little more clearly than Fearne what that means, with regard to themself, because (and i don't mean to minimise here at all) his trauma is more evident and obvious and 'conventional,' for lack of a better term. Fearne's trauma is more...nebulous and isolating, because she has normally had Nana Morri to prevent giant fuckups like this, or worst-case, fix those fuckups. as a result, it's entirely possible that Fearne doesn't really grok just how real and bad not thinking things through can be. this doesn't make her naive or a babe in the woods at all, but there is a vast difference between being aware of the potential for something to break bad, and then seeing a good friend explode in front of your face. i dunno, i'm spitballing here.

there are no heroes, nor are there villains. just folk--messy, self-centred, short-sighted folk. let them have their fuckups without putting any of them on crosses or pedestals.

#critical role #cr spoilers #cr meta #cr disc #i guess?#except Delilah. that bitch is a villain and i am Tired of her.

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misfit0789 · 10 months ago

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Rule 12 | Abby Scuito

Y/n's POV

"Tony, how's my little niece?" I ask my brother over the phone. He and Tali had just left Washington to travel after Ziva died. He changed for the better once he found out about Tali.

"She's fine Y/n/n, she misses you," he says, I sigh.

"I miss her too, I'll try and visit you guys soon," I say walking back to my living room in my apartment. Tony asked if I wanted to stay in his old one but after finding out about the people dying there I wasn't for it.

"Sounds good, I got to go. I'll call you later sis," He says hanging up before I got the chance to reply. I pull the phone away from my ear and roll my eyes.

"Idiot," I shake my head and sit on the couch turning Netflix on. One thing is my brother and I are both big movie people, we would always watch them when we were younger and just enjoy ourselves. We were basically all each other had.

Just as I'm about to put on Spider-Man 3 someone starts banging on my door. "Y/n open up!" I groan and get up walking to the door. I open it and glare at whose standing there.

"Can I help you Ellie? It's 11 o'Clock at night," I groan leaning on the door frame. She gives me a sheepish smile before holding up a fast food bag. I sigh and step aside letting her in. She laughs and walks past me handing me the bag as she goes to sit on the couch.

"Is it so wrong for me to want to see my best friend?" She asks, I roll my eyes eating a fry out of the bag, "No, but when it's 11 o'clock at night and you know I spend my Friday nights watching movies and hate being interrupted," I pause and pretend to think," yes," I say sitting next to her and pressing play on the movie and grabbing my burger out of the bag, taking a bite.

"Oh stop it, you can survive one night not watching a movie, besides I need your help," she says going quiet. I swallow the piece of my burger and look at her confused. "El, what's going on? Is Jake still bugging you? Because I will happily beat his ass for you...again," I say mumbling the last part but she still heard me as she shoves me to the side. "What? I had to do something. The asshole thought it was okay to cheat and expected you to take him back. Bitch no! You cheated you pay the consequences." I say getting pissed as I think about that bastard.

"No, it's not Jake, but thank you for being so protective. It's actually case related..." She trails off. I haven't been to the office since Tony left. It just didn't feel right to me to be there with my brother not there. Ellie is the only one I've kept in contact with since he left 3 months ago. She's kept me updated on everyone. McGee is gonna propose to Delilah, there's this new guy named Torres, and Gibbs is well Gibbs.

"Bishop you know I don't feel comfortable being there since Tony left. I fell like everyone judges me," I say setting my burger down on the bag on my coffee table in front of us. "You'll be fine, besides, Abby needs you," She says the last part in a slow teasing manner causing me to snap my head up and glare at her. "El stop, I told you, that was a one time thing," I get off the couch and grab what's left of my food bringing it to the kitchen. She gets up and follows after me.

"Please Y/n/n? It's the firewall on the victims computer, none of us can crack it and you're our only other option, please?" she pouts, I groan walking away knowing I'll crack.

"No"

"Please"

"No"

"Please"

"No"

"Please"

"No"

"Please"

"Ughh okay fine I'll help, now leave me alone so I can watch Toby McGuire in peace." I say falling back on my couch and lay across it giving Ellie no where to sit. "Thank you, I'm sure Abby will be pleased to see you," she smirks pushing my head up and sitting down causing my head to fall on her lap. I groan but don't respond continuing to watch the movie.

Time Skip

"Dude chill," Ellie says. We're in the elevator on the way to the squad room but I can't stop shaking my leg. "I'm sorry El, I don't even know why I'm so nervous. I guess it'll just be weird being here without Tony." I say, she rubs my arm in a comforting manner, "It'll be okay, I'll be with you the whole way," She says, I smile and give her a nod thanking her, she smiles and gives me a nod in return. The elevators ding and we walk off the elevator towards her desk.

Ellie sits at her desk while I stand behind her wall divider and lean on it, watching as Tim and some other guy talk to each other facing the monitor. "So where is this firewall THE Timothy McGee can't crack?" I ask making my presence known to them. They both turn around confused before Tim's face lights up, as he begins to walk towards me.

"Is that Y/n DiNozzo I see?" I laugh, pushing myself off the wall and meet him in the middle pulling him into a hug, "Hey Tim," I say, "How are you? How's Delilah?" I ask. He smiles, "We're both doing great, Thank you, She's actually in Dubai right now but she should be back soon. You'll have to come over for dinner soon." He says, I nod agreeing. We pull back when someone clears their throat. I look and see the guy Tim was talking too standing there with a big smile on his face.

"Hola, beautiful. I'm Special Agent Nick Torres," he says reaching for my hand, taking it in his and kissing the back of it. I look at him in disgust causing Bishop and McGee to laugh leaving Torres confused. "What?" he asks offended, letting my hand go.

"She's gay Torres," Bishop says in between laughter. He blushes in embarrassment and walks back to his desk. I join the other two in laughter. I immediately stop when I see Gibbs come in with a cup of coffee in his hand, while the others continue, I try to stop them but it doesn't work.

"Something funny McGee?" He asks, Tim immediately stops along with Bishop. "No Boss, just talking to Y/n," he says. Gibbs turns and looks at me, I smile and wave shyly. "Y/n," He smiles pulling me in for a hug, I slowly hug him back surprised at his actions. Gibbs and I never really talked when I'd visit Tony at the office so this is a big surprise.

"Uhh hey Gibbs, I just came by because Ellie mentioned some trouble with a firewall..." I trail off, he pulls back and nods. "Yea, Abby has been in the lab all night trying to crack it. Some new fresh eyes may be helpful. Do you still remember where the lab is?" He asks, I nod and give him a smile. "Yea, I should be able to make it there. I'll see you guys later." I wave to them, Bishop gives me an encouraging look. I nod and smile in thanks before turning and walking towards the elevator. I press the down button and wait for the doors to open. Looking down and noticing my shoes untied I kneel down and tie it.

As I'm tying them I hear the doors open followed by a gasp. I look up a bit and see shoes I know all to well. I slowly stand up and come face to face Abby Sciuto. "Oh uh hey," she says avoiding eye contact. "Hey," I say, "I was just on my way down, Bishop had mentioned something about a firewall." I say slowly standing up, almost eye level with her, as I'm a few inches taller even when she's wearing her boots.

"Oh, yeah, um I was just coming up to get Bishop but I guess you'll do," She says, turning back around and walking into the elevator. I stand there in a daze, "You coming or what?" She asks, I shake my head snapping out of it and follow her into the elevator. She presses the button for the floor of her lab and we are left in awkward silence.

The doors open and I let her go out first before following behind her into her lab. I stop at the door and look around smiling at the memories we shared in here when I would visit Tony.

"Y/n?" I snap out of it and look to see Abby looking at me confused, "You okay? You keep zoning out," She asks worried, I nod and give her a fake smile, which if she notices she doesn't mention. "Sorry, just got caught up in my head," I apologize, she nods and turns back to her computers.

"So, the petty officer was big into security software and ended up creating his own firewall for his computer and none of us can seem to figure out how to crack it. Bishop suggested you might be able to help." Abby explains, I nod and look at the code on the screen and smirk.

"None of you could crack this? I did this my freshman year in college. This is easy, may I?" I ask motioning to the keyboard, she nods and steps to the side letting me go ahead. I nod in thanks and step closer to her and start decoding the firewall. I get into decoding it I don't notice how close Abby and I are, nor that she is staring at me.

"Done," I say with a smile as the petty officers home screen appears. I turn to Abby and gasp at our closeness, I look down slightly and glance from her eyes to her lips as she does the same to me. Just as I'm about to lean in Gibbs comes in the room with two Caf-Pows and Bishop and McGee behind him, I jump away from Abby and clear my throat. Gibbs pays no mind while McGee and Bishop share a look and smirk at us causing me to glare slightly at them.

"Whatcha got Y/n/n and Abs?" Gibbs asks handing us both our Caf-Pows. "I was able to crack the firewall and get into his laptop but we haven't had a chance to-" Abby cuts me off before I can finish.

"Got something" I look at her surprised. "Turns out our dead petty officer had a thing for military blueprints," She pulls up the different blueprints that were on his computer.

"Never mind then," I mumble under my breath as Abby continues on talking to Gibbs. "You alright?" Bishop comes up to me and puts a comforting hand on my shoulder. I nod and take a sip of my Caf-Pow. "I will be," I sigh, she gives me another comforting squeeze.

"Bishop, McGee lets go, Abby got a lead on where the petty officer was getting the blueprints from." Gibbs says, giving Abby a kiss on the cheek and walking out with Bishop and McGee not far behind leaving Abby and I in her lab...alone.

"So... about earlier before Gibbs interrupted us..." She trails off. "Oh yeah, um we can just forget that ever happened." I say rubbing the back of my neck nervously. "But what if I don't want to," she says stepping closer to me leaving little space between us. I gasp causing her to smirk. She steps even closer and wraps her arms around my neck.

"Nervous?" She asks leaning up, with a sudden burst of confidence I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her even closer to me so our bodies are pressed up against each other. This time she gasps. "No, are you?" I ask leaning down slightly, she slowly shakes her head. Tired of all this teasing I lean down fully and pull her into a kiss, she gasps but kisses back, tightening her grip on my neck.

We both get lost in the kiss, having missed the feeling of being close to each other. We pull back since breathing is still a thing. "Whoa," I whisper, after we pull away. "Yeah," she whispers back looking up into my eyes. I see something I've never seen in them before but before anything else can be said my phone goes off. I look at Abby apologetically but she waves me off and lets go making me, I sigh at the loss of contact but answer my phone anyways.

"DiNozzo" I sigh, watching Abby move around so effortlessly. "Hey sis, did I interrupt something?" Tony asks, "No, just working in the lab with Abby, the team needed my help on a case," I explain to my older brother. "Ohhh, just working?" He asks, I can hear the smirk. "Stop it, what do you want?" I ask annoyed now.

"Just checking up on you, you know how I can get when I don't hear from you." He explains, a smile appearing on my face. "I know Tony, thank you and sorry, I've been with the team all day."

"Don't sweat it, just making sure you're good. Besides Tali wanted to say hi," He says, I hear shuffling and soon I hear the little voice of my niece speaking through the phone. "Aunt Y/n/n!!" she yells. "My little Tali! How are you?" I say back just as enthusiastically a her.

"Good, when will I see you again? I miss playing tea party with you," She asks, most likely pouting. "Awww I'm sorry sweetie, hopefully soon. I miss my little princess Tali," I say, she cheers. I'm assuming she gave Tony back the phone since he's who I hear next.

"She really does miss you Y/n/n," He sighs, I sigh too, "I know and I'm sorry Tony but it's hard for me to just drop everything and leave. My supervisor has been an ass lately and takes credit for all my work resulting in our boss pushing me harder. I got lucky to even have today off." I say walking and sitting on the chair at Abby's desk.

"I'm sorry sis, look I got to go, I'll call you later. Love you," He says. "Love you too Tony," I hang up, placing my phone on the desk and putting my head down.

"Everything okay?" Abby asks, walking over to me. I sigh and shake my head, "Not really my supervisor is an ass and keeps taking credit for everything I'm doing which makes our boss push on me even harder while my supervisor just sits there and does nothing leaving me with twice the work. It's not fun," I say leaning back in the chair throwing my arms over my eyes.

"Hey, I'm sure it'll all turn out alright. You're one of the smartest people I know. I mean aside from Bishop, McGee, Ducky, Gibbs and-"

"I get it Abs, thank you," I say laughing a bit. We sit in silence for a few before I decide to break it. "So I think we should talk about before," She sighs and nods.

"Yeah... look I like you Y/n and I have ever since we...you know. It's just I don't know. I'm scared." She says looking down.

Hey, it's okay," I reach out for her hands and pull her closer to me so she's standing in between my legs, while I'm still sitting. "I'm scared too, but I like you and I can feel something between us. Besides we don't work together all the time so there's no going against Gibbs rules." I try and joke causing her to let out a small laugh, "But if you don't want to be anything I understand," I say slowly letting her hands go.

"Y/n... I like you too, and I do want us to be something" She says taking hold of my hands again. I look up at her with a smile on my face which she returns. "Really?"

"Of course you dork," She laughs moving to sit on my lap and wrap her arms around my neck pulling me into a kiss. I pause before wrapping my arms around her waist holding her close.

"So does this mean you're my girlfriend?" I whisper as we pull away, she nods and gives me a quick kiss. I smile and give her a quick kiss.

Time Skip

Abby and I have been sitting in her lab talking for the past few hours, when Gibbs comes in the lab. "Y/n I need to speak to you," he says, I gulp but nod and stand up, walking over to him.

"Yes?" I ask. "I know how things at your job now are and after your help today I think we could use you." He says with a smile.

"What are you trying to say?" I ask him confused. "Welcome to the team Y/n," he says with a smile before walking out. I turn and look at Abby shocked.

"So much for not breaking his rules," I sigh.

#abby scuito #anthony dinozzo #ncis #ncis x reader #abby scuito x reader #leroy jethro gibbs #ellie bishop

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upontherisers · 6 months ago

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my mota OCs as olympians because i have to

mahalia - reigning gold medalist in women’s tennis but not the favorite because of the injury struggles. she has a fiery relationship with her doubles partner, fellow princeton alumni john egan. know for a mouth and a temper, plays with tactical precision and crazy speed, and is not someone you want to get in a fight with on twitter. she has a nike campaign and a racquet you can buy at dick’s sporting goods and outfits that have her fans making edits of her to meg songs on tiktok. doesn’t play about her parents. is coming into this olympics with less fire than usual, but her best playing in two years. some think she learned from the injury, some think it’s getting a new coach, but everyone can agree that it’s definitely not getting a new training partner in john egan, who seems to be the only person seeing the old mahalia on the court.

bucky - back to back tour champion. hasn’t medaled at the olympics yet, but after a roller coaster first five professional seasons, he’s held it together these past two seasons mostly due to a coaching switch. bowman seems to pick the problem kids. charming, strong, looks good in wristbands, has an undefinable relationship with a woman who could knock him unconscious with a tennis ball. he seems to linger around mahalia more and more as they fight less and less. they even stood with each other for the parade of nations. has a real shot this year.

hazel - beach volleyball, plays with sheila hartman. third olympics. got silver in her first, bronze in her second, and is chasing that elusive gold using momentum from the best professional season of her career. played on a national championship indoor team at stanford and everyone assumed she’d go pro in europe like her older brother did, but she joined the beach circuit instead. she’s found lots of success there, but there’s always been a “what if” hanging over her head. maybe this year she can prove that she’s right where she needs to be. is very friendly and welcoming to new players, but it’s no more mr. nice guy come game time

jack - two-time indoor volleyball olympian, first time beach volleyball olympian. it’s worse on his knees but easier on his shoulders. (there’s definitely something going on between him and hazel keene, right? or is it just me?)

dora - 100m and 400m hurdles. two timer. she’s fucking fast. always has her nails did, hair did, and face beat on track. always smiling. dating fellow columbia law student and olympian rosie rosenthal, a triathlete. hops the into the stands to hug him when she wins. has darren, delilah, and her grandparents’ names drawn on her shoes. wants to be a sports agent for black athletes when she retires.

rosie - proud boyfriend first, law student second, olympian third. not here to win, but brings home an honorable bronze nonetheless. dora definitely makes tiktoks about being a world-class athlete and student at the same time and rosie is in a lot of them and the world is in love with him but he’s the most married man of all time without being married.

vera - women’s eight rower, bow. top of the field in her sport, less than 5k followers on the instagram, incredible husband and beautiful, loud husky at home. she’s living the life. advocates for mental health in sports and coaches rowing when she’s not competing. rowed with ginny in college and hopes to defend her title from last olympics. has a smattering of tattoos and approx 12 piercings in each ear. married to u.s. men’s soccer player ben demarco (not playing this season due to injury but followed his wife to paris. making hab content on ig and tt)

ginny - women’s eight rower, seat 6. daughter of two olympic rowers. her two oldest brother, danny, and second youngest brother, peter (at the olympics) row quadruple sculls and quadruple sweep respectively. her youngest brother nathan is a ncaa champion eight, just like her. she and vera match their outfits each race, including hair and jewelry (up to 2 piercings, ginny ain’t doing all that).

lola - 50-200m freestyle. swims a crazy anchor leg for the women’s and mixed relays. the only person happier than her when she wins is fellow swimmer john brady.

bobbie - indoor volleyball, middle blocker. 2x ncaa player of the year and 4x first team all-american lighting europe tf up in her first professional season. but is it enough? her father, robert chambers, was on the last u.s. men’s team to win gold and she’s expected to outmatch his legacy by defending the u.s.’s title.

dolores - park skateboarder who takes on the course in wired headphones and not only does she not get tangled, she normally wins. soooooooooooooo bisexual.

#straighten up and fly right #my writing #olympics au

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catesartworks · 1 year ago

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Isekai Maid Asks Pt. 4

Hello!

I have some asks below the cut that I got in my inbox I've gotten over the following months. Sorry it took so long!

Thank you so much for reading! Glad you like it :DD

Emilie most likely sees Claire as her own person, rather than an extension of Phoebe or King Dimitri (Claire's parents). Claire was born as a replacement for her elder brother, who was assassinated, and wasn't very close to her siblings or parents.

I think Emilie just saw a lonely child who needed someone.

Deliliah and Saoirse were lovers, definitely. Way before Saoirse became Caravaggio's mistress, Saoirse was dedicated to Delilah. Their relationship will be explored in season 3.

King Dimitri abolished the monarchy by purges. The aristocracy had tried to assassinate him because of his volatile personality and short temper. They wanted to replace him with a distant cousin. So he found a select, small group of nobles who would do his bidding, and started with killing any relatives that could pose a succession risk to him. Then, he killed all nobles (plus their families) who participated, or he thought participated in planning his assassination. He confiscated their properties and wealth afterwards.

In a way, yes. It was about Phoebe and Clara working through their own grief. Phoebe and Clara were co-protagonists.

If Clara survived and lived into older age, I think that Bridgette would still exist, but she wouldn't be "aware" like Clara is. She also would probably have a different name and life events that aren't influenced by it. Thing is, Bridgette is a bit of a glitch, and can theoretically have a second body on "standby." If Clara somehow was alive when she shouldn't be, she could even pass "herself" on the street! But most of the time, Bridgette's just born again and birthed normally. So she gets a hard reset and has to experience life all over again.

Pepper's daughter, Lily married into the Limpette aristocracy to get revenge for her mother. She had loads of blackmail material by the time she was older, and she was able to get compensation for her mother's wrongful death. Currently, Lily's descendants are quite rich, but fragmented due to some being loyal to Teffrah, and the others, the Kolt/Limpette aristocracy.

There are a bunch of other countries surrounding the three main ones. There's multiple continents as well. But I don't want the scale to get too big, so if I introduce new countries they probably won't have the same attention as Limpette and Teffrah. But I will have them mentioned in season 3.

Thank you so much! Yeah, I wish I had some of those stones too, hearing sensitivity can huuurt. ( T 0 T )

Thank you!

As for the "you were the whole character all along" trope I don't think I will use it since my story is really complicated/confusing sometimes, and I'm not entirely sure I could pull it off! ( T w T )

I tend to drop the really bad ones, but Iris: Lady and Her Smartphone was one of the first Otome Isekai I read, and while I still have a ton of love for it because of nostalgia, I also know that it uses some pretty terrible tropes that have come to haunt the genre.

The whole fossil fuels thing was just ughhhhh! They had a renewable resource, the magic stones and they just...pollute their world like we do because of Iris.

I finished it until the end, though....so...haha

It depends on the genre, or the setting. I think the main characters (Bridgette, Marina, and Shellie) would really thrive in a futuristic setting.

And I did make a jokey image "what if the maids were in a horror action survival webtoon?" where Lord Anders exploded because of a demon apocalypse, and the only people who could survive were maids.

I didn't finish it, tho

Thank you!

Yeah, I noticed that. I think as long as the maid is being compensated, it's fine but so much of the time I'm just thinking "you guys need to hire more people." Especially in "Divorcee's Dessert Cafe".

Neither would have any time on their hands for the level of product their making, not to mention the main character is always running off with the princes so many times I'm just wondering how she even manages a store.

But it's a fantasy a lot of stories have, not just in manhwa so it's nothing new. People fantasize a lot about opening bakeries, even though the reality is waking up at four every day and dealing with terrible customers.

Thanks for reading Isekai Maid! I really appreciate it. ( ^ w ^ )

#this isekai maid is forming a union #this isekai maid #webtoon #webtoon canvas #tapas comic

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arookacrow · 26 days ago

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A conract broken (PT1)

"Track?" Cornelia blinked at him. "I thought father had hired a Crow, not a bloodhound." She raised a few delicate fingers to her lips as she laughed, the sound practiced and almost musical. The crow smiled back at her. She noticed it didn't reach his eyes.

Cornelia turned to the elf behind her, whose head bowed, dull eyes trained on the floor, "Delilah, you worked for my brother in the past - show our guest around, help him find what he needs."

"Yes, my lady."

Delialah motioned for Lucanis to follow as she walked up the main hall, movements stiff, balance off just by a touch - the clothes and foot ware were new, unfamiliar.

The mansion stood silent as they walked, three pairs of footfalls on echoing off of the marble floor, no sign of life.

"No other slaves?" Lucanis asked as they took the stairs, not bothering to look back at Cornelia, who was following close behind, the vint scoffed at his tone, "Everyone under House Aenes enjoys all of the protections and regulations laid out by the Magisterium. My brother made no exceptions, nothing happens within our walls that isn't legal."

Lucanis felt the scale tip, the fear of disobeying, disappointing Catarina had been gnawing at him ever since he'd gotten close to the mansion the echos of blood magic clawing inside of his skull at the back of his eyes. He'd seen the mess of the room Cornelia's brother had died in fragments of skull, dried brain matter along with the dried blood. It would have taken a surge of adreneline, rage for a tiny frame to have done that much damage.

He had already seen too much of the Magisteriums standards for how elves where treated here. He wasn't looking for a servant that had killed her employer a politician in cold blood.

Heart pounding, body aching from strain of training and now the constant, measured strikes. He could hear Illario crying, him sobbing still not drowning on the sound of a young boys body being beaten. Lucanis had dared to look up long enough to see the flash of Catarina's cane as it struck his cousin across the face, sending the boy to the floor before another strike came down between his shoulder blades again. One day he'd be strong enough to stop that cane - he just needed to survive until then.

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autisticarachnid · 2 years ago

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Introduction to me and my MCs

Hello and welcome to my blog ! I go by the names Salem and Spider- feel free to use either. I am an autistic 22 year old lesbian from Florida, and I use they/them pronouns. I’m also chronically ill, I have ARFID & I am an ambulatory wheelchair user. :)

Basic Blog Info:

- My main interest here is Hogwarts Mystery.

- Some of my secondary interests you might see include Phasmophobia, Venom, Stardew Valley, Criminal Minds, TOH, ATLA/TLOK, Fnaf and horror, among smaller things.

- I’m also a metalhead and a goth. If you like Babymetal, Delilah Bon, Bloodywood, The Bridge City Sinners, Nickelback, Lesbian Bed Death, Vision Video, Korn or Artio, be my friend please 🙏🙏

- I have a taleblr specific blog, @allabouttaleblr

- I have adhd and autism. I will talk and ramble a lot, so be warned

- Due to my ADHD and Autism, I have significant trouble with social cues, sarcasm, joking and being teased (please, only tease me if we are very close friends, and even so, I have boundaries about that). I also may say or do things without realizing, so if I ever say or do anything that makes you uncomfy, PLEASE lemme know 🙏🙏🙏🙏

- I’m always open to new friends so please dm me ! I’ll respond

- I do occasionally post/rb nsfw content. i will always tag it (call me out if i don’t) but if that will make u way too uncomfy, you’re free to leave ^^ /lh /gen

- I generally classify myself as an anti but I’m not going to argue over it. If you’re proship or argumentative, I’m just gonna block you. I’m here to vibe and have fun.

- I will also happily block anyone who tries to bring drama or ableism onto my page, or disrespects any boundaries ❤️

My lil DNI, just in case:

- Racists, bigots, transphobes, homophobes, trump supporters, TERFS, etc. spn fans (no hate against y’all /gen but I have trauma from the show and fandom). M*rk P*ll*grino fans/supporters (that man got me fucked up). pro-shippers. jordan/isaac frye supporters. JKR SUPPORTERS. ppl who go out of their way to cause and start drama. ppl who make mocking jokes about florida or the south.

As for my fellow HPHM fans, the following is an introduction to my MCs and the characters in my friends and I’s HPHM AU. Some of the MCs below are not my own but belong to my friends, and I will distinguish them as such. If you would like to make your MC a friend to any of my MCs, feel free to send me an ask !

Salem Jordan: My first and main MC, Salem Jordan is a lesbian, agender metamorphmagus from Galway, Ireland. They moved to Dublin, Ireland at age 9. They were sorted into Hufflepuff, and they’re the half brother of our AU’s Jacob, Jacob Dyer. Salem ends up with Merula Snyde, and becomes a magizoologist at first, before eventually switching to become the new COMC professor after Hagrid’s retirement in 2011. They and Merula settle in Dublin and have three children together.

- Personality: Salem is an INFP-T, with a 2w1/4w5 enneagram. They’re a virgo sorted into Hufflepuff. Salem is kind, thoughtful, intelligent, creative, open-minded, stubborn, loyal, friendly, supportive, talkative and analytical. Salem is an autistic introvert, which may come as a surprise considering Salem is very talkative and excitable once they feel close to someone. Salem has autism and ADHD and uses they/them/xe pronouns, and they are always happy to make a new friend. Salem is a planner through and through, loving to plan fun activities and days out for their friends. When not in class, Salem spends most of their time hanging out with friends, listening to music or tending to the animals in the creature reserve. They identify with the punk/alternative/goth scene, usually dressing in very alternative/punk/gothic clothing. Salem especially loves befriending those who are into creatures, alternative/punk fashion or rock/metal/punk/goth music, and also have ADHD and/or autism. They get along best with those who also like talking about their interests and are unashamedly weird.

- Likes: Salem likes creatures, winter, cold weather, snow, punk music, alternative music, metal music, rock music, goth music, emo music, the color black, cats, reptiles, art, sculptures, sweet things, soda, history, rollercoasters and horror movies. Best classes are COMC, Charms and History of Magic, Closest friends are Rowan, Tonks, Badeea, Chiara and Barnaby.

- Dislikes: Salem dislikes hot weather, bullies, Snape, judgemental people, being judged, most food, steak, seafood, being touched suddenly or without permission, most sitcoms, being late and strobing lights. Worst class is Potions (but they don’t necessarily hate the subject itself, their dislike stems from Snape). They don’t usually get along well with overly loud/obnoxious people, or those who don’t respect personal/physical boundaries.

- Misc: Salem has Autism, ADHD, Clinical Depression, Social Anxiety Disorder, ARFID, anxiety and later on, PTSD. They are an insanely picky eater (it’s way easier for them to list off what they won’t eat than what they will eat), mainly due to sensory issues from their autism. They’re an atheist, but they don’t really care what religion someone is, as long as it’s not being used to harm others. Salem has a Horse animagus & patronus. Being a metamorphmagus, they always have their hair some bright color- but it’s also always incredibly short. Their hair never goes more than two inches below their chin. They’re a legilimens, but not a super powerful one. They have a number of physical tics, such as rolling their eyes a lot, twirling while walking and pausing randomly while talking. Salem is usually pretty anti-authority and leans towards being very individualistic.

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https://www.tumblr.com/autisticarachnid/669310537788719104/finally-drew-up-a-proper-ref-sheet-for-salem?source=share

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Thalia Dyer: Thalia Dyer is the main MC of the AU, and the full sister of Jacob Dyer. Thalia is a bisexual half-blood witch and an eighth veela, with her mother being from the famous pureblood Carraro family and the granddaughter of the famed and esteemed Lucia Carraro. Thalia is from Porthcawl, Wales, has three (full) siblings total (older brother Jacob, older sister Cassandra, little sister Rhian), and eventually becomes a famous quidditch player for the Wigtown Wanderers. Thalia ends up with Talbott Winger, settling with him in Edinburgh, Scotland along with their three children. She uses she/they pronouns.

- Personality: Thalia is an ENFP-T, with a 3w2 Enneagram with strong influences from types 7 and 8. She’s a Scorpio sorted into Gryffindor. Thalia is an extrovert with a very strong ‘hero’ personality. She is brave, daring, passionate, courageous and energetic, always feverently standing up for what she believes is right. This can lead to somewhat reckless and impulsive behavior, but Thalia puts others safety and justice above all, pursuing the just, moral path to the ends of the earth. They’re outgoing and very friendly, and love to make new friends. She’s energetic and active, preferring physical activities such as playing quidditch or exploring. She’s a go go go type of person, rarely sitting still or staying in one place. If she’s not doing something, she’ll find something. They’re steadfast and eternally loyal to their friends and their beliefs, and isn’t afraid to fight anyone. She has a cheerful air to her, and is often happy or good at making others laugh. They tend to get along best with other outgoing, energetic people. She loves befriending those also into quidditch, duelling and other exciting things, but they must have a strong moral compass as well.

- Likes: Thalia likes quidditch, fast paced things, action/horror movies, duelling, flying, birds, rock music, alternative music, the color red, leather or jean jackets, warm weather, cold weather, the season Fall, exciting things, cats, dogs, italian food, greek food, savory foods and rollercoasters. Best classes are DADA, Charms and Flying. Closest friends are Bill, Skye, Murphy, Charlie, Talbott and Tonks.

- Dislikes: Thalia dislikes bullies, potions class, Snape, immoral people, people who take advantage of others, freezing cold weather, boring things, super spicy foods, foods with a leathery or gooey texture, bland food and injustice. Worst classes are Potions and History of Magic. She does not get along well with selfish or obnoxious people, or those who insert themselves into others business. She can befriend people who are much slower paced and prefer staying indoors and reading/knitting/studying, but doesn’t usually.

- Misc: Thalia is an eighth veela, meaning she’s insanely attractive. She has Autism, ADHD, Anxiety and Clinical Depression, and develops PTSD after the fifth year vault. They identify as a demigirl in terms of gender, but most often just uses the term nonbinary. They also thoroughly enjoy putting their hair up and experimenting with hairstyles. They’re a considerably powerful legilimens. They become quidditch captain of the Gryffindor team from fifth year to seventh year, and has remained one of the better captains in the 20th century.

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Loki Colosa: My friend Rudy’s MC, Loki is a trans, bisexual polyamorous Welsh-Mexican werewolf with no relation to Jacob Dyer. Loki was born in Cardiff, Wales to a Mexican family, and came out as a trans woman shortly before her Hogwarts years. Loki is short with green hair and numerous scars, including on her face. She initially pursues a career as a dragonologist, before forming a punk-rock/metal band with Ismelda Murk and Merula Snyde in 1999. Loki ends up with both Jae Kim and Chiara Lobosca in a polyamorous relationship, and the three settle down in Cardiff, Wales with four children.

- Personality: Loki is an ENFP-A, with a 7w8 Enneagram. She’s a Pisces sorted into Slytherin. She’s quite a wild card in her personality, and is known to get into full on fist-fights without a second thought. She’s fiercely loyal and very protective, and is actually so fearsome that very few people, if any, will willingly fight her. However, Loki is also incredibly intelligent, extroverted, energetic, confident and street smart. She’s good with animals and is a great friend, eager to protect those she cares about. She likes to play insult or bicker with people, but simultaneously knows to not push someone’s boundaries (ex. she will play insult a friend unless they’re genuinely upset, at which point she will become much gentler). She’s chaotic and friendly and wild, but overall a very good friend and an incredibly strong, determined ally. She gets along great with other outgoing people, and those also into quidditch, dragons, punk music and punk fashion. She most often befriends those with a good sense of humor, a chaotic nature and ability to hold long conversations.

- Likes: Loki likes punk music, rock music, the color green, alternative music, punk fashion, stars, animals, raining, cooking, listening to birds, bird watching, hair dye, makeup, making fun of Ben Copper, DADA, quidditch, COMC, dragons, dangerous creatures and metal music. Best classes are DADA and COMC. Closest friends are Jae, Chiara, Tonks, Tulip and Bill.

- Dislikes: Loki dislikes hiking, long car rides, sand, crowds, chickens, ice, history, fishing, air planes, bowling, Ben Copper, history of magic class, boring things, stuck-up people and bigots. Worst classes are History of Magic and Astronomy. She does not get along with people who are in any way bigoted, stuck up, purposefully ignorant or blatantly hypocritical (and she will absolutely deck them in the face, too).

- Misc: Loki is a werewolf, and was bitten as a child. However, she doesn’t outright fear the moon; she somewhat embraces her werewolf identity, though she is afraid of hurting people unintentionally. She has the mindset of ‘I’m already a werewolf, I ought not to hate myself for something out of my control’. She has four younger half siblings- three muggles, and one a wizard. She plays the drums in her band.

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Samara Graham: Samara is my main slytherin MC and the paternal cousin of Jacob Dyer and Thalia Dyer. Samara was born in Aberdeen, Scotland to a neglectful, workaholic Scottish muggle father and doting, history-obsessed Welsh half-blood mother. When Samara was 7, her little brother Arran was born. Samara is genderfluid and uses they/she/he pronouns. Samara tends to keep to themself, usually helping out the curse squad in terms of research rather than going into the vaults. Samara is incredibly intelligent, being the top Slytherin student in his year, and frequently being one of the top performing students in the school overall. Samara ends up with Rowan (fem) and briefly works as an archivist before becoming the Transfigurations professor after McGonagall becomes headmistress. Samara has three children with Rowan and the two live in Hogsmeade.

- Personality: Samara is an INTJ-T, with a 5w6 Enneagram. They’re a Taurus sorted into Slytherin. Samara has a very naturally reserved, calm and collected personality. While Samara is shy, he doesn’t really dislike people; she just prefers to be on their own. Samara will happily hold a conversation with someone on any topic that interests them. Samara is also incredibly bookish, with a never-ending thirst for knowledge. Samara is almost always either studying or reading a book. They have a deep-seated interest in figuring out spells, and even ends up inventing a few of their own. While Samara is notably friendly and fair, she can be a tad overcritical- though, this criticism is almost always directed at himself and not others. Samara is always looking for new things to learn and new problems to solve, and rarely ever loses her cool or gets angry. Samara gets along best with those who are also intelligently-minded and like reading, music, nature and/or studying. He also often befriends those who understand his need for isolation sometimes and immediately respect it.

- Likes: Samara likes instrumental music, books, reading, libraries, rainy days, quiet, piano music, playing the piano, playing the violin, violin music, history, historical places, dark/muted colors, winter, gardens, cold weather, nature, storms, keeping busy, studying, academia fashion, solving things, sweaters, loose clothing, brown clothes and wandering. Best classes are History of Magic, Transfigurations and Charms. Closest friends are Rowan, Badeea, Chiara and Ismelda.

- Dislikes: Samara dislikes loud noises, hot weather, falling, overly sunny days, being bored, not being able to learn, obnoxious people, overly bright colors, blatant rudeness and flying. Worst class is Flying. They don’t usually get along well with loud and super lively people, but they can. He doesn’t get along at all with purposefully ignorant people, workaholics or those who cast others out without reason.

- Misc: Samara is generally emotionally distant, and can have a hard time expressing or admitting her emotions. They grew up with a neglectful, workaholic father who was never there and left their life permanently when Samara wasn’t even 15, and a mother who was genuinely caring, but often also away at work. Samara spent the first seven years of his life very alone, and so they learned to adapt to solitude. While Samara can definitely be emotional at times, they almost always have a careful, stoic façade up.

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Isla Lyall: Isla (Eye-luh) Lyall is one of Jacob and Thalia Dyer’s maternal cousins. Born to a pureblood, 1/4 veela mother and muggleborn father in Glasgow, Scotland, Isla is the younger of twin girls. Isla uses she/they pronouns and has curly, bright red hair and a personality to match. She’s one of the more involved figured in the vaults, and dreams of becoming a cursebreaker. She ends up with my friend’s MC Oliver Adams, and works as a cursebreaker for years before retiring early to work at Oliver’s bakery instead. She and Oliver end up with four children- triplet girls and a son- and continue to live happily in Dublin.

- Personality: Isla is an ESFP-A with a 7w6 enneagram. She’s a Gemini sorted into Ravenclaw. Isla has a very creative, driven and playful personality. She’s naturally quite intelligent, sharp, quick witted and resourceful, but she’s also outgoing, talkative and enthusiastic. They’re light on their feet and talented at quidditch, but she also is very talented at painting and sewing. They’re quite inventive too, often painting their own clothing and even making their own outfits at times. She’s adventurous, curious and energetic, and is always doing something. They’re a genuinely fun loving person with a good sense of humor and a slight mischievous streak- though not as much as their twin, Vera. Isla best gets along with those who are also talkative, adventurous, creative and/or good-humored. They tend to befriend those who are just as fun-loving as them, or just as into creating things.

- Likes: Isla likes stars, space, dogs, quidditch, astronomy, astrology, adventuring, exploring, duelling, gelato, playing quidditch, sweets, sewing, painting, art, diy-ing clothing, sweaters, being outdoors, sunny days, rainy days and baking. Best classes are Astronomy and Charms. Closest friends are Andre, Tulip, Tonks, Badeea and Murphy.

- Dislikes: Isla dislikes boring things, being bored, overly spicy food, bitter food, loud thunderstorms, obnoxious people, people who brag, judgmental people, people who don’t appreciate art, overly hot days and freezing weather. Worst class is Potions. They do not get along well with people who are slower-paced, don’t appreciate art or judge others.

- Misc: Isla is an eighth veela like her cousins, and is incredibly attractive as a result. She has ADHD and doesn’t use sexuality labels, but she is definitely not straight. She doesn’t appreciate being told what to do. She’s a seer along with her twin sister, but neither are very powerful.

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Vera Lyall: Vera Lyall is the older twin sister of Isla Lyall, and a maternal cousin of Thalia and Jacob Dyer. She was born to a pureblood, 1/4 veela mother and a muggleborn father in Glasgow, Scotland. She later gains a younger brother, Athan, and a younger sister, Evanthia. Vera mainly uses she/her pronouns, but likes to be occasionally referred to with they/them pronouns. She’s just as involved in the vaults as her twin, and while she initially wanted to become an auror, they ended up becoming a cursebreaker instead. She marries Badeea Ali and the two settle in Glasgow with their three children.

- Personality: Vera is an ESFP-A like her twin, but with a 3w2 enneagram. She’s a Gemini sorted into Gryffindor. Similar to her twin sister, Vera is considerably intelligent, sharp, quick-witted, outgoing, resourceful, energetic, adventurous and good-humored. She’s also skilled with her hands like Isla, often painting her clothes and making an outfit or two from scratch. She’s just as active, inventive and resourceful as well. However, the main difference is Vera is surprisingly sarcastic- she loves teasing her friends and pulling pranks. She’s the most sarcastic around Oliver, whom she’s best friends with and loves teasing and poking fun at. Vera gives off an air of classiness with her well styled fashion sense, white-blond hair and makeup, but she can also be quite brash and does not at all mind getting her hands (and clothes) dirty. She gets along best with others who are outgoing, active, adventurous and fun-loving. She also, of course, gets along great with those who share a love of mischief and pranks and can handle a bantering friendship with lots of joking and teasing.

- Likes: Vera likes the moon, dogs, quidditch, playing quidditch, being outdoors, exploring, moon clothing and decorations, keeping busy, duelling, sunny days, swimming, painting, sewing, diy-ing clothing, stylish clothes, small dogs, divination, greek food, gelato, pulling pranks and teasing Oliver. Best classes are Flying, Divination, DADA and Astronomy. Closest friends are Tulip, Tonks, Jae and Penny.

- Dislikes: Vera dislikes boring things, bullies, people who don’t appreciate art, having nothing to do, showy/braggy people, judgmental people, bitter food, freezing weather and overly hot days. Worst classes are Potions and History of Magic. She doesn’t get along well with slower-paced people, people who judge based on appearance and those who take things too seriously.

- Misc: Vera is an eighth veela, and is insanely attractive as a result. She identifies as a lesbian and has ADHD. She, like her twin, is a seer, but not a very powerful one. She is a big fan of teasing/bantering with friends, but only with certain ones who don’t mind or actually like such things. She has a very strong-headed, demanding side who won’t allow anyone to tell her what to do. She’s overall a person with a big presence.

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Fallon Byrne: Fallon Byrne is a muggleborn witch and the second youngest of seven children born to a French mother and Northern Irish father. She was born in Downpatrick, Northern Ireland on a property with a large yard that even connected to a small stream, and Fallon spent much of her childhood outside, always running around and playing with her siblings, even though most of her older siblings were several years older than her. She’s actually cishet and uses she/her pronouns. Her older siblings are Shane (13 years older and also a wizard), Lorraine (12 years older, but disowned her family), Élodie (9 years older), Aisling (7 years older), Juliet (4 years older) and Matthieu (2 years younger). She wanted to become an auror, but she actually quit just two years into the job once she realized how corrupt the justice system could be. She went on to work as a cursebreaker, and she married Diego Caplan, having three children with him.

- Personality: Fallon is an ENTP-A with a 7w8 Enneagram. She’s a Sagittarius sorted into Ravenclaw. Fallon is intelligent, sharp, quick witted, outgoing, talkative, friendly, stubborn, clever, confident, courageous, daring, adventurous, curious and bold. One of the more surprising aspects of her personality is that she’s insanely individualistic. She constantly challenges people and things around her: the rules, authority, traditions. She challenges the rules and norms a lot because she wants to get a better understanding of them and form her own opinion. She always seeks to be knowledgeable on several topics and such, and she absolutely will not let anyone tell her what to do or believe. She hates the idea of blindly following anything or blindly listening to anyone; she’s firmly of the belief that people should form their own opinions rather than listening to the authority telling them what to think. Her strong sense of individuality also ties in with her adventurous side- she likes to explore things, experience them for herself. She was actually friends with Tulip and Merula during their alliance, and that’s how she got into the cursed vaults in the first place. She, along with Tulip, ended up cutting ties with Merula when things went south, because Fallon does have a strong sense of morality- she defies the norms and expectations because she doesn’t believe they’re always right. She gets along best with those who are also highly individualistic, outspoken, outgoing, friendly, rebellious or adventurous. She most often befriends those with a similar love of either adventure or rulebreaking, and is drawn to those who also have ADHD.

- Likes: Fallon likes flying, being outdoors, skateboarding, roller skating, ice skating, striped shirts, adventuring, learning, DADA, quidditch, Enya, ABBA, upbeat music, dogs, duelling, irish music and french music. Best classes are DADA and Flying. Closest friends are Tulip, Diego, Tonks and Andre.

- Dislikes: Fallon dislikes overly hot or cold weather, the English (/hj), most classical music, overly spicy foods, bullies, judgmental people, authority figures, blind conformity, super bright clothing, stormy days and ignorant people. Worst classes are Potions and Astronomy. She doesn’t get along well with those who are narrow-minded, purposefully ignorant or judgemental. She also doesn’t usually get along well with those who are overly conforming or blindly follow the rules.

- Misc: Fallon is half Irish and half French. She’s also religiously and ethnically Jewish, and is very proud in her identity. She is somewhat of a nerd; while she reads a lot to become as knowledgeable as she can, she also hyperfixates on certain topics like music and skating. Whenever she’s not studying, reading or in class, she’s out with friends, skateboarding/rollerskating, or just looking for an adventure. she is not one to sit still, ever.

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Codi Nozawa: Codi Nozawa is a pureblood Japanese-Irish trans witch born and raised in Dublin, Ireland. Her father is William Nozawa, a Japanese man born and raised in Ireland, while her mother is Masaki Keneko, a Japanese witch born and raised in Japan. Codi has twin younger siblings: Keiji and Kenna, born in August 1977. Codi is a big fan of herbology and plants, and ends up becoming a herbologist and marries fellow MC, Amaryllis Ferrara. The two end up with a daughter and a son.

- Personality: Codi is an INFJ-T with a 5w6 enneagram. She’s a cancer sorted into Gryffindor. Codi is courageous, quiet, bookish, intelligent, observant, dutiful, polite, patient, practical, chivalrous and clever. She’s a bookish sort of person with a strong work ethic, and a strong moral code that pushes her to help others out whenever possible. She tends to keep to herself, but she’s by no means unfriendly; she loves talking about herbology and will go on about it for hours. She’s happy to be alone in a corner and to be surrounded by people all talking about herbs. She gets along best with those who are also introverted, autistic and/or share a love of herbology.

- Likes: Codi likes books, herbs, herbology, plants, reading, studying, gardening, cool weather, warm weather, rainy days, flowers, savory food, sweets, gyoza, curry rice, her parents cooking, libraries, quiet days, muted colors and sweaters. Best classes are Herbology and Charms. Closest friends are Liz and Badeea.

- Dislikes: Codi dislikes loud noises, crowded spaces, cramped/small spaces, hot weather, overly sunny days, divination class, super bright colors, neon colors, burnt food and rude people. She doesn’t get along well with overly boisterous people or those who boss people around.

- Misc: Codi is a trans asexual gray-romantic lesbian. She’s a really good cook and often cooks in her downtime; her favorite dishes are gyoza, curry rice, okonomoyaki, sukiyaki, katsudon, tonkatsu and taiyaki. She’s not related to any of the other MCs in any way. She becomes one of the Gryffindor prefects, and ends up becoming head girl as well.

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Amaryllis Ferrara: Amaryllis is a half-blood south asian witch and an only child to a single father. She was originally made by a friend, who has since transferred ownership to me. She was born in the small town of Lizard in the Cornwall region of England, at its southernmost point. Her father, Chadwick Ferrara, is a half blood wizard who has dedicated himself to Amaryllis and giving her the best life possible. She’s fond of potionmaking and ends up becoming a potioneer and marries fellow MC Codi Nozawa.

- Personality: Amaryllis is an ISFJ-T with a 9w1 enneagram. She’s a Pisces sorted into Gryffindor. Amaryllis is chivalrous, observant, friendly, helpful, pleasant, enthusiastic, idealistic, brave, cheerful, optimistic, hardworking, calm and open minded. Amaryllis is a generally cheerful and friendly person who likes talking to others and helping people out. They enjoy being around people despite their introverted nature, but she also just as much enjoys being in an empty room with a book in her hands. She often busies herself with a small project and is good with their hands. They get along best with those who are friendly but not boisterous, have a good sense of morality and are happy to both go out and do something and stay in for a movie.

- Likes: Amaryllis likes potions, reading, divinations, savory foods, nihari, meat dishes, rainy days, swimming, the ocean, quiet days, relaxing, sweaters, the color red, winter, spring and spending time with her father. Best classes are Potions and Divinations. Closest friends are Penny and Ben.

- Dislikes: Amaryllis dislikes hot weather, Snape, intolerant people, spice-less food, muggy/humid days, humidity, horror movies, her mother, judgmental people, being judged, being bored and having nothing to do. They don’t get along with people who are crass, snippy or judgemental.

- Misc: Amaryllis is South Asian- specifically Pakistani, Indian and Bangladeshi. She was largely raised by her Pakistani father and therefore is mostly in tune with that side of her heritage. She’s physically disabled and walks with a cane. She’s a gifted seer. They have the unique patronus of a Demiguise. They identify as a demigirl and a lesbian, and use she/they pronouns.

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Blair Clark: Blair is a trans witch born and raised in Edinburgh, Scotland. She has a younger sister, Maisie, and they’re both the half sisters to Jacob Dyer and therefore Thalia and Salem as well. Blair is fond of writing, and ends up becoming a journalist. She marries Tulip Karasu and the two settle in Edinburgh and have two sons. She was originally created by a friend but now belongs to me.

- Personality: Blair is an ESTJ-T with a 6w7 enneagram. She’s an aquarius sorted into Hufflepuff. Blair is kind, stubborn, loyal, clever, sarcastic, intelligent, enthusiastic, friendly, optimistic, caring, curious, sharp, cheerful and level headed. She has a bit of a sarcastic, teasing side with close friends. She’s generally a pretty honest and reliable person who’s happy to help others out. She’s extroverted but not overly outgoing; she’s happy to both spend one-on-one time with someone or be surrounded by people. She gets along best with those who are also generally friendly and chill-going, and especially gets along well with those who like writing and/or will banter along with her.

-Likes: Blair likes watching quidditch, writing, charms, muggle music, magical creatures, jokes, teasing friends, flying class, the color yellow, sweaters, cold days, winter, fall, coffee with milk, milkshakes, strawberry deserts, roasting marshmallows, baked goods, rainy days and sitting by the fireplace. Best classes are Charms and COMC. Closest friends are Tulip, Andre and Penny.

- Dislikes: Blair dislikes Snape, tea, making mistakes, most of her family, Filch, stuck up people, extreme weather, hot weather, muggy/humid days, humidity, super loud music, bright neon colors, strobing lights, gore, loud noises and people touching her without permission. Worst classes are Potions and History of Magic. She doesn’t get along well with people who are super boisterous, constantly draw attention to themselves or belittle others.

- Misc: Blair is a trans demi-lesbian. She can be quite naive and bottles up her emotions a lot. She has ODC, ADHD, anxiety and clinical depression. Blair cut contact with all of her grandparents (excluding her donor’s side) due to them all being very transphobic. She has a good relationship with her mom, but has a slightly more tense relationship with her father; he struggles a lot but does try, and their relationship improves quite a bit as Blair becomes older. She has a few tics caused by her ADHD.

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Danae Adhikari: Danae Adhikari is a half blood, Indian witch born and raised in England. At the age of 8, she was orphaned after her parents were attacked and killed while sleeping in their house. Danae had been staying with her aunt at the time, and was subsequently raised by her cousin. She is bisexual but generally uninterested in romance, and remains single her whole life. She ends up as an archivist in the Ministry.

- Personality: Danae is an ISTJ-T, with a 5w6 enneagram. She’s a virgo sorted into Slytherin. Danae is quiet, clever, stoic, intelligent, calm, level-headed, apathetic, reserved, independent, analytical, hard-working and responsible. Danae is autistic and struggles heavily with emotions- mainly, she hardly ever feels anything very strongly, or in-depth. This can make her come off as emotionless and uncaring, but she does genuinely like to help people and make an occasional friend. She is understandably, however, very socially inept and tends to stay by herself, as socializing doesn’t often end well for her. She gets along best with other autistic people most, but also tends to get along with other reserved and very introverted people.

- Likes: Danae likes long sleeves, cool weather, winter, snow, rainy days, stormy days, forests, quiet, libraries, dim/low-light places, loose clothes, tea, warm drinks, hot chocolate, sitting quietly with other people, reading, wandering, spicy food, dal tadka, samosas, spicy foods, savory food, cooking, neutral tones and coffee. Best classes are Charms and Transfigurations. Closest friend is Badeea.

- Dislikes: Danae dislikes hot weather, summer, sunny days, bright lights, loud noises, loud people, boisterous/obnoxious people, stale food, overly loud music, being disturbed, socializing, parties, slimy things, bright neon colors, strobe lights, being forced to do anything, being forced to socialize, divination and fighting. Worst classes are Divinations and DADA. She doesn’t get along well wiith super extroverted, loud, energetic or boisterous people.

- Misc: Danae has autism, depression and PTSD. As stated before, they struggle heavily with emotions and rarely feel much of anything. Because of this, Danae is not very emotionally intelligent, and bad at reading the room and recognizing emotions in others. This can make her come off as rude, uncaring or harsh, but she’s truly not; Danae does care for others and likes to help, she’s just naturally very reserved and tends to avoid socializing, due to her poor social skills. Danae is also naturally independent and used to doing things either by herself, or in a very small group, so she does not do well in crowds or with a lot of people.

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different kind of danger

Pairing: Marie Hawke x Anders

Prompt: 'These chains never leave me, I keep dragging them around' from this list (thank you @azuremosquito)

Word Count: 3531

Listening Suggestion: Delilah - Florence and the Machine

Synopsis: The years have gone by, and Anders reflects on his freedom - and the consequences the people he loves may face

Warnings: This fic includes threat of violence towards children

Crossposted: Here on AO3

Anders awoke to the sound of laughter. It eased him out of sleep, a sound so comforting that he wondered if he was still dreaming. He stretched, instinctively reaching out to the space beside him, finding it absent, the mattress cool. His eyes cracked open, and he noticed that he truly was alone. He sat himself up, frowning at the warm sunshine filtering through the gap in the curtains.

Why had no one waken him?

He hauled himself out of bed, pulling on his discarded tunic from the night before as he rushed out of the bedroom and down the stairs.

He couldn’t believe that he had slept in. He had a million things to do, patients to see, poultices to make, he-

“And then, your Uncle Garrett said; ‘it looks like the Duke… has fallen from grace’.”

He stopped dead in his tracks as he was pulling on his boots at the sound of peeling laughter from the kitchen. He followed it, and let out a soft breath, the tension easing out of his shoulders as he leaned in the doorway, watching the three figures within.

Marie, his darling love, his partner, his wife, was working away at the kitchen counter, kneading a ball of dough. There was flour on her cheek, the loose knitted jumper she was wearing rolled up to her elbows so that she could work. Her hair was pulled up in a messy bun, strands already falling in her face, a few streaks of grey in the dark locks.

On two matching stools on either side of her, watching her raptly were their twins, eight years old and ready to take on the world already.

Malcolm was a Hawke through and through, dark hair and the same light brown eyes that were passed down from his namesake to Garrett, Bethany and Marie, and now to him. He was the quieter one of the two, with his mother’s gentle heart, preferring books and crafts over most things.

His twin sister Rowen, named for his dear friend Tabris, there was no doubting that she wasAnders’ daughter. His own amber eyes stared back at him when they argued about bedtimes, her hair dirty blonde and never able to be tamed back into a brain. She ran barefoot wherever she could, chased down stray cats to bring them home, wrestled boys twice her size if they dared pick on her brother.

This family, this life they had built together in the face of everything, was the most precious thing in the world to him. They had fought, and they had survived, and when the declaration of mage freedom had been given, he finally allowed himself to live.

A cure for the Taint had been found by Tabris, and the twins had quickly followed, their little bundles of joy and chaos to raise and love whilst they established a proper home; a cottage where they could raise their children, with enough land to grow flowers and vegetables, a space to open a clinic within walking distance where he could be a healer once again.

Even Justice had finally moved on, his mission completed with the Divine’s declaration, the spirit brought to peace by their new domestic lives, able to finally return to the Fade as he had wished to all those years ago.

“Another story, Mama, please!” Rowen begged.

Marie glanced up, noticing her husband in the doorway, “Why doesn’t your Papa tell you whilst I get this bread finished, hm? I’ll bring us in some breakfast when I’m done.”

They both turned to look at him with wide eyes and grins as they stumbled off of their stools to hug him. He embraced them warmly, holding them tight against him. It had been eight years since he had first held theme, and he would never take their presence in his arms for granted.

“Good morning my loves,” he smiled, pressing a kiss to both children’s hair, “I’m sure I can rustle up a story. Why don’t you go and get comfortable in the sitting room, and I’ll be right behind you?”

They nodded, running off together, giving him a moment’s peace with his wife.

“And good morning to you, my love,” he wrapped an arm around her to brush a kiss against her mouth.

“You forgot you weren’t working today, didn’t you?” she hummed, claiming a kiss of her own.

“Mayhaps.”

“You work too hard,” she told him, “You always have.”

“I know. But the clinic is covered today, I have all day right here with you and the little ones.”

“Good,” she smiled, placing her hand on his chest over his heart, “Now, how much time do you think we have before they notice you’re not there?”

He leaned down and kissed her again, wrapping both arms around her to pull her flush against him, chuckling softly at the soft squeak of surprise she let out, but she kissed him back, nonetheless, pressing herself into the solid presence of his body. Her hand slipped under his shirt, feeling the warmth from their bed still on his skin.

He’d barely gasped at the blunt rake of her nails against his hip before they were cut off with a chorus of, “Ew!”

“That’s how much time,” he murmured against Marie’s mouth, stealing one last kiss before he turned to look at the two kids poking their heads around the doorway, “Alright troublemakers, I’m coming.”

He followed the twins into the sitting room, leaving Marie to finish the bread she had started, humming with laughter to herself which turned into a soft melody of a song. Later maybe he would pull out the old lute from under the bed and attempt to serenade her. He knew he had little skill with it, but it never failed to make her smile.

He settled in on their couch with a twin on either side of him. The children loved their stories, they weren’t grand storytellers like Varric, but they could still put a good twist on a tale, tell the twins of their extended family who adored them, the friends and connections that stretched across the face of Thedas; the adventures they had shared, the monsters they had faced. And no matter how many times they heard them, they always begged for more, even if they were the same ones.

He was rounding off a story about the living trees in the Wending Wood when Rowen looked at him with a tilted head, eyes focused on him with curiosity.

“Papa, where did you learn to heal?”

He met her gaze, “What?”

“Well, Auntie Beth told me about how Grandpa Malcolm taught her magic… Did he teach you too?” she asked.

“No, he didn’t teach me,” he said slowly, trying to think of the best way to word his response. He knew there would come a day when his children would learn the history of mages, but he thought he had more years to prepare himself for the conversation, word it based on whether either of them manifested magic themselves.

They both looked at him with wide eyes, awaiting his answer when a calm voice cut through the room.

“A wonderful enchanter named Wynne taught him how to heal,” Marie said, carrying in a tray laden with bowls, handing one to each of them, “Isn’t that right, love?”

He met her eyes with a grateful nod, “That’s right. She was one of the best mages I ever knew, taught me how to heal, how to channel spirit energy into my magic.”

Rowen blinked at him, as though unsure of his answer before Malcolm gasped, “The same Wynne who travelled with Auntie Tab and Uncle Alistair during the Blight?”

“That’s her.”

The family enjoyed their breakfast together, steaming porridge heaped with foraged berries and honey, Anders sharing some memories of Wynne, Malcolm prompting him with more questions about the theoretics of healing magic.

Once finished, Marie collected up the bowls, turning down Anders’ offer to clean up, telling him the whole point of the day was for him to rest, spend some time with the kids. Though, if he didn’t mind pulling some potatoes from the garden… He’d chuckled and agreed, sending the kids to go put more appropriate clothing on to come help him in the garden.

He was pulling his own boots on when he head his love’s voice.

“Oh Maker’s dimpled arse- I mean butt, I mean-“ the cussing from the kitchen turned into a groan as Marie came back into the sitting room, “I have to go into town.”

“Town? Whatever for?” he frowned.

“Red cabbage.”

He quirked an eyebrow, “Red cabbage?”

“Yes, my love, red cabbage. I was going to surprise you for dinner, with those potato dumplings you enjoyed so much on your birthday, and you said that you had them with red cabbage as a child. They had some at the market yesterday, and I forgot to pick it up.”

He smiled softly at her, “Don’t go to all that trouble for me.”

“I am making the dish with red cabbage, so help me,” she teased, “I won’t be long, I promise. You okay to hold down the fort until I’m back?”

“Warden’s honour,” he nodded.

“You’re not a Warden anymore, remember?” she smirked, leaning in to brush a kiss to his temple before she headed to find her cloak.

The twins came hurtling down the stairs at the sound of their mother leaving, and she reassured them that she would be back soon, though Malcolm took a step closer as she turned to leave.

“Mama, can I come with you?”

“You sure, Mal? I only need to get some vegetables.”

“Could we maybe…” he twisted his hands together, “Look at the book stall whilst we’re there?”

She glanced at Anders who gave her a warm, knowing smile.

“Sure thing, kiddo,” she nodded before she looked at Rowen, “You and Papa stay out of trouble, okay?”

“Always,” her daughter beamed, “We’ll have all the potatoes dug up before you’re home!”

Anders and Rowen waved off the dark haired pair as they headed down the dirt road into town, before heading out into the back yard to get to work. He had barely gotten a shovel into the dirt before Rowen became distracted, already setting down the basket she was carrying to gather the potatoes, and wandering to the fence to look for the sheep that sometimes grazed in the nearby field.

Anders shook his head to himself but left her to it. She was young, and he enjoyed her curiosity. He wanted her to explore the world at her own pace, learn by experiencing it at a young age, so unlike the children he had grown up with.

She eventually wandered her way back through the house and into the front yard, determined to look for bugs or catch a sight of the new tabby cat that had started coming by their house. She was headfirst in a flower bush looking for a caterpillar when she heard the front gate open.. She looked up excitedly, expecting to see her mother and brother returned, but instead saw two men stood over her, both wearing leather armour, carrying swords and crossbows, one with long red hair, the other’s was grey.

“Where’s the healer?” the red headed one asked, “We heard he lives around here.”

She looked at them, neither of them appeared to be injured, though people to see her father for all sorts of ailments, not just the obvious ones.

“My papa’s not working today,” she told him, lifting a hand to point down the road in the direction of the clinic, “But the other healers are, it’s only a few more minutes into town.”

The man with grey hair gave a gruff chuckle, “The healer’s your papa, huh?”

She nodded, “He is.”

“Well, isn’t this just a wee bonus?” he glanced to the man beside him, “Why don’t you call for him? We’d like to see him.”

“He’s not working today,” she repeated with a frown, “Mama said-“

“Is your Mama here?”

“No, she’s in town,” she told him, before she felt her stomach twist, knowing that something was wrong. No one ever asked this many questions about her parents, “I… I think you should leave.”

“Oh do you now? Brave little thing, aren’t you? We aren’t leaving without seeing your dear daddy, so call him out to us.” She took a step backwards, body tensed to run, but the grey haired man lunged forward, grabbing her by the arm, a knife in his other hand, “I said, call to him.”

Eyes wide and filled with tears at the sight of the blade, she couldn’t hold in the screech she let out, screaming for her father. There was a distant clatter, the sound of approaching footsteps drowned out by the concern in his voice.

“Rowen? What’s wrong? Are you hurt? What-?” Anders’ form appeared in the doorway, dirt still on his hands from where had been uprooting potatoes from the back garden, his staff left behind in his haste to reach his child. Raw magic flared in his palms when he saw Rowen in the grasp of a stranger, but he stopped still once he saw the blade, now moving teasingly closing to her throat as she shook in his hold.

“There’s the man himself,” he smiled widely, and Anders noted his accent immediately, “You weren’t easy to track down. But the bounty on your head was well worth the effort.”

Rowen looked at her father. A bounty? She had only ever heard of those in stories when people went after bad guys. Her Papa wasn’t a bad guy, he didn’t steal things or hurt people; he helped them, healed them. He would tell them they had the wrong person, and they would leave. This was all just a mistake.

Anders’ gaze hardened, glancing between the knife and the man’s eyes, “Just let her go. She has nothing to do with this.”

“Doesn’t she?” the red head smirked, looking down at Rowen, “Do you even know what your Daddy did? Why we want him?”

“Stop it!” Anders demanded but didn’t dare move an inch, not knowing if this mercenary would truly hurt a child.

“Do you know how many people your Daddy murdered?”

“You’re… You’re wrong!” she protested, voice quivering, “He’d never-”

“Let her go,” Anders cut across her, “It’s me you want.”

“This is just too precious,” the man with grey hair chuckled, “She really is brave, must get that from her mother,” he leaned in closer, voice lowered to harshly hiss into her ear, “He destroyed Kirkwall, started a war that killed thousands.”

She stared at him, tears falling down her cheeks, “Papa…?”

The red head hummed, “Y’know, there wasn’t any mention of a kid in the bounty, but I imagine Starkhaven would pay a pretty penny for this little fledgling, child of a Champion of Kirkwall and the man who burned it to the ground… She might even come willingly now she knows the truth, eh? Would you like that, little one? You can come see Starkhaven, we might even take you to Kirkwall first to see your Daddy’s handiwork.”

“You touch a hair on her head and I’ll-” Anders began to growl, but he cut himself off as he saw the fear in Rowen’s eyes, “I am not going to let them hurt you. It’s going to be okay.”

“I see a speck of magic, and I’ll cut her throat,” the grey haired man threatened, finally pressing the cool metal of the blade to her skin.

Her breath hitched, eyes screwed tight shut.

He wasn’t denying it. Why wasn’t he denying it? It wasn’t true, none of it could be true. He helped people. He didn’t hurt. He helped.

Her stomach twisted again, but this time it didn’t stop. She could feel a burning in the pit of her stomach, something tugging at her core, begging to be released, her skin alight with sensation.

Her eyes snapped open, looking at her father, their matching amber eyes locking together before she let out a cry and with a wave of pure force magic, the two men were sent flying backwards, the knife scattering into the bushes.

She hit the ground running once she was free of their grasp, fleeing to her father’s side.

He moved instinctively, sweeping her behind him as fire burned in his palms, though the spell had barely formed when a dark figure appeared on the periphery of his vision and the grey haired man had two daggers buried into his neck before he could even regain his footing. Marie turned, giving her husband a nod and he scooped Rowen into his arms, carrying her inside, Malcolm also appearing from the shadows to follow them into the house.

Marie rounded on the red head, crouching over him with her blade to his throat.

“What’s going to happen is this,” she said cooly, “You will go back to Starkhaven, and you will tell Sebastian what happened here. You tell him what happens to people who threaten my family. You tell him that you were allowed to live by my mercy… Do you understand?”

He swallowed heavily, looking between his dead companion and her blade before he nodded, “Aye, I understand.”

“Good. Now I suggest you start running before I change my fucking mind.”

He scrambled to his feet, and she watched him go until he was out of sight before she turned and followed her family into their home.

Rowen was sat at their small dining table, still staring down at her hands, Anders checking her for injuries as Malcolm went into the kitchen to get some water for his sister. Marie opened her mouth to ask what had happened, but she saw the look in Anders’ eyes and followed behind Malcolm to give them a moment alone.

“Are you hurt?” he asked her for what felt like the thousandth time. He could see no mark on her, but he kept healing magic at his fingertips as he checked her over.

“I’m fine Papa,” she said quietly, her eyes still fixed on wisps of raw magic circling around her fingers.

He sighed softly and took her hands in his, “Was that the first time you did magic?”

She nodded, “I didn’t know… I’ve never… I just suddenly felt the power about to burst out of me.”

“It happens like that for many mages,” he told her, “The same thing happened to me.”

Her expression brightened a little, “It did?”

He nodded, “I accidentally set our cowshed on fire.”

“Really?”

“Yeah… Look, Rowen, what just happened with those men… the things they said…”

She finally met his eyes, “Did I help?”

“What?”

“They wanted to hurt you, and they said they were going to take me away, and I wanted to help, because you help people, and then my magic happened. Did I help?”

He could have sobbed at the soft tone in her voice. His daughter, his beautiful chaos-incarnate of a daughter had been told of the worst thing he had ever done, and all she had wanted to do was help. What had he ever done to deserve a child with such a wonderful heart?

He drew her close and pressed a kiss to the crown of her head, “You did more than just help. You saved us.”

“Will you teach me how to do more?”

“More magic?”

“Like how Grandpa taught Auntie Beth, or how Wynne taught you. Could you teach me?”

“I…”

The thought struck him then; he could teach her. They were still establishing schools for mages, but they weren’t mandatory. She could stay and he could teach her how to use her music. No one was going to take his little girl away.

“Of course I will.”

Marie and Malcolm joined them then, bringing tea to settle everyone’s nerves. Malcolm began to chatter away to his sister about her newly shown magic, bringing her back to her usual bright self with each question. Marie’s eyes were fixed on Anders, a sorrow in her gaze that he had not seen in many years.

Their safe, domestic bliss was temporary.

In time, he would explain the truth to them, when they were old enough to understand. He would teach his daughter, and one day his son, how to use their magic, teach them in the ways of the Circle mages before him, pass on their legacy, their stories, so that they would know where they had come from.

The mages were free, the will of Divine Victoria had seen to that, as well as the actions of hundreds of mages who had fought and died for the cause. No Templar would come for his family, his children would never be locked away in a Circle. But Starkhaven would come; mercenaries, soldiers. They had been found once; they would be found again.

His sins, the chains he would carry with him until the day he died, they would carry them too.

They would never know true freedom, because they were his.

#handers #hawke #anders #anders*#dragon age #dragon age 2 #da2 #hawke x anders #marie hawke #we are so back BABY #writing

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braveclementine · 7 months ago

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Thanos. . . Again

Warnings: None

Copyright: I do not own any Marvel characters or locations. However, I do own my OC Elizabeth Lightwood. I do not condone any copying of this.

Steve heard her scream as he fell.

"ELIZABETH!" He shouted falling himself. And then he hit the ground.

"Come on buddy, gotta wake up." Tony stomped lightly on his chest and he inhaled sharply. "That's my man."

Steve sat up quickly. "ELIZABETH?"

Tony bent down, holding his shield, "You lose this again, I'm keeping it."

"Where's Elizabeth?" Steve repeated. "What happened?"

"You mess with time it tends to mess back." Tony replied. "You'll see."

Steve followed Tony, scanning for Elizabeth, for their children, for Loki's children. Finally, they found Thor, who was standing and looking.

There was Thanos, sitting in the middle of the crater.

"What's he been doing?" Tony asked.

"Absolutely nothing." Thor answered.

"Where are the stones?" Steve asked.

"Somewhere under all of this." Tony panted. "All I know is he doesn't have 'em."

"So, we keep it that way." Steve said. Suddenly, he heard Elizabeth scream. He didn't hesitate, sprinting back into the mess.

He sat her, trapped under the rubble, some sort of creature leaning over her. His shield took off its head and he helped her out from underneath. "Elizabeth?"

"Where are they?" She panicked, looking around. Only Delilah was in her arms, a small bloody scratch across her tiny forehead, "No-"

"Look at me." Steve demanded. "Focus up Princess."

Elizabeth looked at him, "Thanos is here. He has to be engaged. Can you find them and get them to a safe spot?"

"While you do what?" She asked.

"I'm going to fight him." He answered.

She looked at him and then around and nodded in determination. "Go."

He kissed her, "I love you."

"I love you too."

And he ran back to find that Tony and Thor were already getting ready to engage with Thanos.

"Let's kill him properly this time." Thor said harshly.

Thanos smiled as they approached, "You could not live with your own failure. Where did that bring you? Back to me. I thought by eliminating half of life, the other half would thrive. But you've shown me, that's impossible. And as long as there are those that remember what was, there will always be those that are unable to accept what can be. They will resist."

"Yep, we're all kinds of stubborn." Tony replied.

"I'm thankful." Thanos said. "Because now, I know what I must do." He stood. "I will shred this universe down to its last atom. And then, with the stones you've collected for me, create a new one, teeming with life, that knows not what it has lost, but only what it has been given. A grateful universe."

"Born out of blood." Steve said.

"They'll never know it." Was Thanos' reply. "Because you won't be alive to tell them."

And the three of them attacked him.

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"Astrid, wake up." Elizabeth commanded in a soothing tone, waking her daughter up from where she was laying on the stone. "I need you to wake up. You have a large task ahead of you."

"Mom?" The seven year old girl opened her eyes.

"I need you to get your siblings to safety." Elizabeth said, moving to wake her elder son up now. "You and your brother must get five little babies to safety. Can you do it?"

"Yes." They both groaned in determination. Elizabeth had made sure that they were all alive.

"Good. Follow me." She said, carrying Delilah and Rose in her arms. She moved along the pathway. She could see Thanos fighting Steve, Tony, and Thor and knew that she had to join them. "Keep following this path, go over that ridge. Follow around the edge of the lake until you reach the tree line. Stay safe. If something approaches, keep moving."

"Okay." Astrid whispered.

"Take care of your family." Elizabeth said to Halfdan. "Promise me."

"I promise. On dad." Halfdan said.

Elizabeth kissed their foreheads quickly and then murmured, "Go."

And then she turned, running down the wreckage to join her family.

She watched Steve flip and kick Thanos in the face, before Thanos tossed him away. She ran, jumping off the rock, slamming both feet into his face so he stumbled backwards, though he didn't fall.

"I know you." Thanos said as she slammed into a rock, wincing. "Loki's soulmate. . ."

"Not anymore." Elizabeth growled. "My last name is Rogers now. And you are really pissing me off." She hit him with a wave of her power so that now he really did go flying off his feet, before Thor slammed into him with his hammers.

Elizabeth rushed him again, swinging off Thanos huge blade to get her legs around his neck. He grabbed her leg, slamming her down to the ground, before placing his blade against her chest. He pulled his blade up, and then suddenly was slammed by Thor's smaller hammer, which came back to. . . Steve's hand?

"I knew it!" Thor roared, getting up from the ground himself.

Elizabeth smiled, laughing in amazement seeing him hold the shield and hammer. She watched Thanos turn on him. Steve swung the hammer, leaping off a rock, slamming Thanos in the chin with the hammer.

She got to her feet then. She watched as Steve just brutally started to defeat Thanos single handedly. Throwing the shield and hammer, hitting his shield with the hammer, and drawing up lightning through the ground. "Don't. Ever. Try. And. Stab. My. Wife. Again." Steve snarled, before calling up lightning and slamming it into Thanos.

And then suddenly Thanos was on his feet, going after Steve. Elizabeth watched, trying to find a good moment to intervene and her eyes widened in shock, watching the shield get hacked into bits.

Vibranium. . .

Like the Titanic. Unsinkable. Unbreakable.

Steve didn't get up.

"In all my years of conquest," Thanos said as she watched Steve roll over, struggling to get up. But Thanos was between the two of them and there was no way for her to get to him. "Violence, slaughter, it was never personal. But I'll tell you now, what I'm about to do to your stubborn, annoying little planet, I'm gonna enjoy it, very, very much."

Elizabeth watched as his sons and daughters were beamed down from the planet, along with an army and she felt the hopelessness rise up in her again.

Steve finally got to his feet. The two of them met eyes as he cinched the shield tighter around his arm.

The two of them started to walk towards Thanos together, now that she had skirted around the purple grape.

"Hey, Cap, you read me?" A very faint voice suddenly asked in their coms. "Cap it's Sam. Can you hear me?"

Elizabeth started to laugh.

"On your left."

Steve and Elizabeth turned to see one portal at first, T'Challa walking through with Okoye and his sister Shuri on either side of him. And Elizabeth nearly fainted as Sam came flying through. They watched as more portals were opened up.

There were the Wakanda soldiers and the spider-kid. Doctor Strange and a bunch of Magicians. The Asgardians as well, Valkyrie flying on her Pegasus.

There was Y/N, sprinting through with a smile on her face and. . . Bucky.

Scott chose that time to break through the ruins, holding Rhodey, Bruce, and Rocket in his hand.

Elizabeth watched Bucky approach them and Steve kissed him passionately and then whispered something to him.

Bucky smiled, standing between her and Steve, "So you're my new wife?" He grinned.

She smiled and let out a nervous laugh, which was broken off as he bent down and kissed her. "About time Steve grew some balls."

"Jerk." Steve muttered.

"So," Y/N said on the other side of her, smirking, "Ready to kick ass again?"

"Oh hell yeah." Elizabeth smiled.

They were back.

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One minute, you had been in Wakanda. The next minute, you had been in some sort of weird. . . space place. Like you were high on drugs or something. And after five hours, you were back, laying on the ground next to Sam, who was breathing hard like he had been on a run.

"Did any gummy monsters try and eat you?" Sam asked, sitting up.

"The fuck?" You groaned, getting to your feet, looking around. Pietro's dead body was gone, a grave marker in his place with his name on it. Damn Wakandans had moved fast. Vision's body was gone, though Wanda was laying next to where it had been.

Suddenly, an orange portal appeared for you and you saw what looked like the army. . . again. "Aw man." You whined. You could see Elizabeth standing next to Steve, both of them looking like they'd showered in dirt. Steve's shield was broken.

"Damn the punk really broke the unbreakable." You heard Bucky groan next to you. "And Howard Stark isn't here to make him a new one." Then Bucky winced.

You patted his shoulder. "Tony can do it. Let's go and join them, shall we?"

You saw Tony far away, his Iron Man suit looking like it had been through the mill. Pepper was there in another suit, much like his but slimmer with blue and silver tracings.

You joined Elizabeth's side. "So, ready to kick ass again?"

"Hell yeah." Elizabeth smiled.

"AVENGERS!" Steve shouted and you watched in amazement as Thor's hammer came to his hand. It was dead silent for a moment and then he said, "Assemble."

You shouted with the others in battle cry, and then ran off to attack.

Or, more like, run straight into Tony's suit as he landed in front of you, knocking you off your ass. He just landed on top of you, pressing his lips to yours. "Five fucking years Y/N."

"Five?" You asked incredulously. "Oh damn you're gonna have to fill me in."

Tony winced, "Uh Pepper and I have a five year old daughter named Morgan because you and Happy were both gone and we sort've fell together. Oh and Cap and Elizabeth are sort've married with twins. Also, both girls."

You raised an eyebrow, "You know. I think I always knew the two of you had chemistry."

"I love you most though." Tony offered, helping you to your feet.

"Oh good." You teased, readying your AK-12. "I was a little worried I might be placing second first time in my life."

"Never." Tony scoffed, and then flew up to join the others.

You couldn't focus on much else besides the aliens you were trying to kill around you. Although you did see Pepper and Tony fighting together in the sky. They actually really did make a good duo.

"You're going to make me a suit too, right?" You joked in the coms.

"Just give me a colour scheme." Tony teased right back.

You ended up back near Tony as he landed near Doctor Strange. "Hey you said one out of fourteen million we win this, right?"

"If I tell you what happens, it won't happen." He replied ominously.

"Well, you better be right." Tony said, taking off again.

Strange looked at you for a moment and then went right back into the fight. You didn't like that. That felt ominous.

You saw T'Challa running with the glove and you went to catch up to him. It was knocked from his hand and Thanos ran towards him before Wanda landed in front of him, hands and eyes glowing red.

"You took everything from me." Wanda hissed.

"I don't even know who you are." Thanos answered.

"You will." Wanda growled.

"Hey." Elizabeth said brightly behind you. "That's What Snape said to Harry."

"Huh?" You asked, completely taken aback by the randomness of the comment.

"You know." Elizabeth said in a duh voice, "What Wanda said, Snape basically says to Harry. But Harry doesn't know who Snape is, cause he doesn't know Snape loved his mother."

"Elizabeth speak English!" You shouted. "Also, I think Wanda needs our-"

You watched as Wanda enveloped him in red.

"Yeah. . . " Elizabeth said slowly. "No she doesn't." and She ran off towards Bucky who knelt, cupping his hands, and catapulted her into the air so that she could slice through flying aliens.

"Okay then." You muttered.

Then it started to rain fire down from the ship. You watched Bucky grab Elizabeth, Rhodey grab Bruce, everyone trying to protect each other as Peter used his ropes, trying to get the glove back to the van. The wizards lifted their shields above their heads, protecting everyone.

Sam barreled into you, lifting you into his arms, before the two of you crashed near where Sam's soulmate was trying to keep the dam from overflowing, turning it into a tornado.

"SAM!" Stephen shouted.

"I'm fine!" Sam shouted back and looked at you. "Are you okay?"

"Perfect" you gasped out and then pushed the two of you off as another bomb came down. "Okay, now perfect."

Suddenly, the firing stopped and they started firing at something in the sky.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y. what are they firing at?" You and Tony asked at the same time.

"Something just entered the upper atmosphere." The Irish voice that you had missed so much answered. You exchanged a look with Sam.

It looked like a glowing person as they crashed into the ship, setting the thing on fire. The plane went down in flames, crashing into the lake below it.

"What was that?" Sam asked.

"I think it was a who." You murmured, the two of you turning to get back into the fight.

You and Elizabeth caught up together, going to join the women's battalion to charge the army that was coming towards you all.

You fought your way through the hoard, trying to reach the van. Turquoise and red, beams of yellow and blue swirled around you as you shot aliens through their heads.

You thought you won as Thanos was pinned to the ground, before he turned and threw his weapon into the van.

You felt yourself flying through the air, before you landed, looking immediately for the gauntlet. It was near Tony, who tackled Thanos to get him away from it.

"Tony!" You shouted as Thanos tossed him away. Thanos went to grab the glove as you staggered to your feet, running for it. Thor landed, fighting him with two lightning weapons. Steve landed on Thanos' back before Thanos head butted Thor and grabbed Steve. Thanos punched Steve hard in the stomach so he was still.

"No!" You heard Elizabeth shout as Thanos grabbed the glove then.

The glowy lady landed, fighting him, before he grabbed her arm, flinging her across the crater as well. He went to snap his fingers before she was back, trying to bend the glove backwards so it could never snap.

He pulled the power stone out, bashing her away.

You watched Tony and saw him staring at someone else. Stephen holding up a shaky finger, the number one.

Thanos put the power stone back and you rushed him, stabbing him in the chest, uppercutting, kicking him in the chin before you felt his fist collide with your back and you went sprawling in the dirt, groaning, coughing out a rock you swallowed.

You managed to get to your side to see Tony fighting with Thanos now, grabbing at his hand. He pushed Tony away and then lifted his hand but you could see there were no stones in it when he raised it. "I am, inevitable."

You watched as Tony went to put the stones in his glove. "I am Iron man."

You looked at Strange again, who gave you a terrible, apologetic look.

But nothing happened and you looked back to see Tony staring down at his hand, frowning.

And then you heard Elizabeth behind you, surrounded by turquoise whisps. "And I, don't have a catchy phrase to say." And she snapped her fingers.

"NO!" You heard Steve shout somewhere behind you as everything around you crumbled to dust.

"Elizabeth!" You shouted as the girl you'd known since kindergarten fell to her knees. She would have fallen on her face if Tony hadn't caught her. You slid to her side on your knees. "Elizabeth?"

"Elizabeth." Steve fell by her side, tears on his face. "No, no why would you do that?"

Elizabeth looked more confused than anything else, the glove having fallen off her hand so that you could see the skin was burned. Turquoise still surrounded her body, though it had faded immensely. "Y/N. . . my sister. Couldn't let her know what it feels like." Elizabeth whispered, cupping Steve's face. "You have Bucky, you'll be okay."

Tony used that special substance that you couldn't remember the name of, trying to cover her burns that traveled from fingertip all the way to the right side of her face.

"And my looks are kind've gone." She managed to laugh a little.

Steve shook his head violently. "Elizabeth-"

Elizabeth gasped then in pain, tears pricking her eyes. "Stevie, it hurts." Her hand clutched his arm just slightly and he cupped her face.

Steve was hyperventilating, sobbing. "It's okay sweetheart. It's okay. You're going to be okay. Please, I need you to be okay."

"Take care of my kids." Elizabeth begged, tears in her eyes now. "I thought maybe with magic. . . I'd make it but. . . clearly. . . not right." She smiled a little, looking up at Steve.

Bucky was there now, looking at her with some mix of horror and heartbreak. "Doll?"

"Keep him . . ." Elizabeth whispered softly, her hand dropping from Steve's face.

"Princess." Steve begged, letting out another sob. Tears were streaming down your own face in traces and Bucky knelt, pulling Steve into his arms, also crying.

Suddenly, Thor came down from the sky, slamming his hammer into her chest. You watched as lightning covered her body, her back arching. She screamed then and Thor let up.

You all waited in silence. One. . . two. . . three. . . four. . . she inhaled, eyelashes fluttering.

Steve immediately started CPR and you all waited. Everyone was surrounding the lot of you now. Stephen looked confused while putting a hand on Sam's shoulder. T'Challa, Pepper, Peter, Wanda, Natasha, Clint. . .

Elizabeth suddenly jerked, spasming as she jerked up, nearly colliding heads with Steve. She breathed deeply, spinning around, "Did it work-"

Steve kissed her then. Cupping her face with both hands. You almost expected Steve or Bucky to hiss in pain from the 'cheating', but it didn't happen. Steve broke away from the kiss. "Don't ever. Fucking do that again."

"Yeah, no worries." Elizabeth panted and looked up at Strange, "One in fourteen billion eh?"

"Actually," Strange said slowly. "Tony was to die but I mean, this works too. Guess you beat the odds. Two in fourteen million then."

"So that's why you didn't tell me." Tony grumbled.

Elizabeth tried to get to her feet, but cried out in pain, collapsing back to the ground.

"I've got you." Steve said sweetly, lifting her into his arms.

"Sorry." Thor grunted, "I couldn't lose my last bit of family."

"Yeah, I know." Elizabeth groaned, leaning up on Steve's shoulder. "Ow."

You bent your head and you cried. Because everyone was alright.

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OC Compilation

Here’s the final picture that I’ve been working on that I gave a sneak peek of in that oc championship post. It’s a collection of all my various ocs that I’ve made (sans the like 20ish MHA ocs I’ve made).

Info on characters under the cut

Bashira “Bella” Izumi (Digimon) - Bella is part of the original group of digidestined from Digimon Adventure. She was one of the younger kids, like TK and Kari. She’s Izzy’s younger sister. Pictured here is her during Adventure 02 when she’s older. Her partners are Lupamon and later DarkSalamon. She’s also the namesake of my blog

Sara Kanno (Bakugan) - Sara is part of the Bakugan Battle Brawlers. She joined the group during a Bakugan tournament where she met her partner, Ventus Leonidas. The group worked together to beat an evil Bakugan known as Vladitor. After they won, Sara became a Battle Brawler and continued to help save the Bakugan in later seasons

Christy Cane (Pokemon) - Christy is from the Unova region. She is in training to become an Aura Guardian. She lives in a secluded manor in the woods near Nuvema Town training with her grandfather and the other aura guardians to eventually lead the Unova branch of Guardians. Her team is Samurott, Zorua, Luxray, Altaria, Ribombee, and of course, Lucario

Emiko “Elise” Daigo (Yu-Gi-Oh!) - Elise is a member of the Ra Yellow dorm at Duel Academy. She duels using a Lightsworn deck. She is also one of the few people who are able to see duel spirits. Her closest spirit is Wulf: Lightsworn Beast. She always tries to stick up for the Slifer students despite how pointless it may seem

Juliet Walker (Ninjago) - Juliet is Jay’s twin sister and the master of plasma. She become a ninja after her brother when her true potential awakened in season two. She was trained by Sensei Garmadon and is well versed in the art of the Silent Fist. Her weapon is bladed tonfa and she’s dating Zane and PIXAL

Luna the Rabbit (Sonic) - Luna is the older sister of Cream the Rabbit. She is very close to Team Chaotix, specifically Espio. She has the ability to blend into the shadows and move freely between them. Cream looks up to her a lot

Hinoka Kato (Beyblade) - Hinoka is a blader from Japan. Ginga and the others meet her during the Battle Bladers tournament where she ends up losing to Kyoya in the quarterfinals. She ends up becoming a Legendary Blader when a secret third set of Legendary Bladers are revealed, along with Tsubasa, Masamune, and Yu. Her bey is Flame Salamander

Kanako Sera (Naruto) - Kanako is a shinobi for the Hidden Leaf village. She was in the same class as Naruto in the Academy and became a genin with her twin brother. Their sensei was Genma. She has a wind chakra nature and has the Scorch release Kekkei Genkai. During the Blank Period she ends up with Shino

Shina Kelley (Tenkai Knights) - Shina is another member of the Corekai. Her alternate form is called Zenith and attribute is Tenkai Flexibility. Her weapon is spiked knuckles and has control over the element of plants

Christy (SRMTHFG!) - Christy is Chrio’s twin sister. She was imbued with the power of the Power Primate when she and Chrio both activated the Super Robot. The two of them pilot the Torso Tank together. Slight confession, Christy was actually my first OC, not Bella who is actually my ever second OC. I just forgot Christy existed

Delilah North (South Park) - Delilah is the New Kid in South Park. She moved there because her family is on the run from the government that’s trying to use her powers of gaining followers online to their advantage. She quickly makes friends with the kids in town and gets roped into their crazy games of fantasy and super-heros

Raven the Party Spirit (Danny Phantom) - Raven is from the Ghost Zone. She just wants to have a good time and won’t let anyone tell her how. She sometimes comes to Amity Park with her followers to throw huge parties, even if threatens to destroy the town

Izumi “Belle” Steele (MHA) - Bella is my first MHA OC. She is training to become a hero at UA. Her quirk is Volatile Water, which gives her the power to manipulate water and steam. Her hero name is the Hydration Hero- Nympha and she trained under Gang Orca during her time at UA

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nastya-sokolova-2002 · 2 years ago

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Well, my dear followers, I ask you to introduce my two new characters. Let's start with Brain's and Julia Brain's son.

Larry Brain as a child in the mouse version.

Adult Larry Brain in the mouse version and in version 035.

Brain's and his wife's son name is Larry Brain. Brain named his son after his dead best friend (well, also lover) Larry Scott. Larry Brain, like his father, is also quick-tempered and kind by nature. But he, like his father and sister Gadget, has a very high intelligence. When he was in his mother's womb, Brain thought that he would have a girl once again, but soon he was mistaken when he learned from ultrasound that he would have a boy this time. The pink-eyed man was very glad that he shouted "Yes!!!" with joy. And when his new child was born, Brain immediately decided to name him after his best friend, who died a long time ago. But, as luck would have it, when Pinky saw that his friend had a son, he immediately decided to babysit him like with Gadget. When Larry Brain turned 5 years old, Brain told his son that he should never get involved and not be friends with the children of Michael and his sister, because Michael is a villain. Larry Brain has been very obedient since childhood and obeys and trusts only his parents and his father's ancestors. He has a 50-50 relationship with Gadget, because he or gets along well with her, or quarrels with her over trifles. Larry Brain loves Rory like his older brother and never quarrels with him. He has a very bad relationship with Pinky, just like Gadget, because he doesn't like him either. He has a bad relationship with Kolin in general, because he treats him the same way Brain treats Pinky. Larry Brain's favorite ancestors are Bruno and Belle (just as Brain loves them of all his ancestors). He, like his father Brain, dislikes Delilah, only because she forces him to eat because he, like Brain, eats very little. Larry Brain is of course also a fan of Riverdance. Brain also told his son not to get involved with squirrels (like Slappy and her nephew) and hamsters (like Snowball and his family, but you'll find out about Snowball and his family later, and his first appearance will be in the fan fiction "Pinky and the Brain: Reboot" from my account on the Ficbook under the title "Nelly Mouse", but in which chapter it will be is still unknown for sure). Larry Brain, having heard the whole story of his father from the beginning to his (that is, Larry Brain's) birth, understands everything and promises him that he will not let him down.

Now let's move on to Pinky and Julia Scott's daughter.

Sunny as a child in the mouse version and in version 035.

Adult Sunny in the mouse version and in version 035.

Sunny and her relationship with some of the characters.

The daughter of Pinky and his wife are called Sunny. Her parents named her only because she has yellow hair. Sunny inherited her hair from her grandmother Vanessa. She have been in love with Larry Brain since childhood. Despite the fact that Larry Brain either ignores her love or does not want to love her in return, but one day when he does love her in return, Sunny and Larry Brain will get married and have children. Sunny loves Larry Brain only because he is very smart of all the boys (Rory is also smart, of course, but Larry Brain has an IQ of more than 130 like his father, mother and sister than Rory, so Rory himself has an IQ of exactly 130 like Julia Scott). Sunny is similar in character to her brother Kolin. The difference between Sunny and her sister Mindy is not only the color of their eyes, hair and clothes, but also the difference between them is that they have different tastes. For example, Mindy loves to dance Riverdance like her dead biological father, and Sunny loves to have fun like her father Pinky. Sunny, though stupid like her father Pinky, but also has a mind like her mother Julia Scott. But most of all she prefers to be like her father and her brother Kolin. She and her brother Kolin have a common language, and she always have fun with him. She has a very good relationship with Mindy and Rory and also has fun with them. Sunny has a complicated relationship with Gadget, but she is also a masochist, as she is pleased when Gadget hits her like Brain hits Pinky.

Birthdays of two new characters:

Larry Brain-September 1, 10070

Sunny-June 1, 10070

#scp containment breach #scp foundation #scp fanart #scp fandom #scp 035 larry #scp 035 sunny #scp information #interesting facts about scp in my au #pinky and the brain #patb au #patb oc #animaniacs style

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Future Legends Of Advertising Season Two; Solicited Advice Launched; Spotify Supports New Podcasters

Season Two of Future Legends of Advertising podcast announced

iHeartMedia, the American Advertising Federation (AAF) and Known Originals has announced the season two debut of “Future Legends of Advertising,” a best-in-class podcast on all things advertising from the most-renowned experts in the industry.

The show pairs advertising luminaries with AAF Hall of Achievement inductees for wide-ranging and intimate conversations covering everything from how they are driving the advertising industry forward to the impact they are having on culture and in their communities.

Episode one of season two, premiered last week, features NBA All-Star Chris Paul, himself a 2023 AAF Hall of Achievement inductee, talking about his first time on a commercial set; his over a decade long relationship with State Farm Insurance and how his “brother” Cliff was developed ; and how he became one of the greatest marketers in all of sports.

The eight-episode season is hosted by Ross Martin, President of Known, and Hayley Romer, Chief Growth Officer for Art Basel.

You can listen to “Chris Paul Fills His Cup,” the first episode of season two “HERE.” New episodes post weekly, and season two include Elicia Azali, Marketing Executive and Board Member; Cathie Black, Principal, Madison Park Ventures; former Chairman and President, Hearst Magazines; Advertising Hall of Fame Class of 2023, Baldwin Cunningham, Director, Media and Partnerships, State Farm Insurance

New Advice podcast launched by chef Alison Roman

Alison Roman has launched Solicited Advice, a brand-new podcast. Roman is a cook, writer and New York Times bestselling author of Sweet Enough, Nothing Fancy and Dining In. Every Thursday, Roman will be joined by a special guest who, like her, enjoys giving and/or receiving advice. Together they will answer questions from live and recorded callers, covering everything from modern dating to awkward neighbor interactions, how to order a martini with confidence, and, of course, cooking (no, you should not be “washing your chicken,” and yes, you really should have two types of salt).

The podcast is launching with distribution and revenue support from Talkhouse and joins Björk: Sonic Symbolism, How Long Gone, Open Mike Eagle’s What Had Happened Was, Santigold’s Noble Champions and more on the award-winning podcast network.

The series premiere is out now and the first season will feature conversations with Tinx, Cat Cohen, Raven Smith, Heléne Yorke, and more; new episodes dropping each week on all podcast platforms.

Listen and subscribe to Solicited Advice with Alison Roman HERE

As the creator of the bi-weekly YouTube series, Home Movies, and author of the bi-weekly A Newsletter, Alison Roman says, “I am so excited to have a better, deeper, wide-reaching platform to answer the questions I get on a daily basis, and to talk about something other than cooking (I contain multitudes!) with some of the funniest and smartest people I know. It’s long been my dream to follow in Delilah’s footsteps, to stand on the shoulders of Car Talk — here’s hoping this podcast comes close to either.”

If Roman wants to be like Car Talk — an admirable goal — she’ll have to work on her laugh, since the Magliozzi brothers made a career from a snout-producing laugh that could cause hearing damage.

“Alison is a singular voice who speaks to so much more than just food,” adds Ian Wheeler, Founder of Talkhouse Creative Studio, who will handle distribution, ad sales, marketing and partnerships for Solicited Advice. “We couldn’t be more excited to work alongside her wonderful team on this show.”

Alison Roman can also be seen live in Austin, Nashville, Boston and more this November. Find tickets and dates at: alisoneroman.com/tour.

Spotify announces second class of its next-gen podcasting talent program — RADAR

Spotify has unveiled its second class of RADAR — Spotify’s emerging artist, podcaster, and songwriter program — Podcasters. “Spotify is where people come to find their next great listen, and RADAR was built to put the next generation of audio talent on their — yes, you guessed it — radar.”

Very clever, Spotify. Now, can you find a way to use the word SONAR in the program as well. Challenge extended. Challenge accepted?

Through a careful editorial process, the program sources rising artists, burgeoning songwriters, and promising podcasters to spotlight — all with the aim of helping them find new audiences and deepening their engagement among existing fans. Participating creators are given specialized on-and-off platform support to maximize exposure to potential audiences.

Covering a range of important and interesting topics through engaging conversations, humor, and humility, the 23 selected shows represent a diverse group of creators from around the world. These are the podcasts Spotify has identified as the next big thing.

“We know that one of the biggest challenges for podcasters is growing their audience — RADAR aims to create opportunities and pathways for discovery within various markets across the globe, so these shows can garner new, larger audiences.”

The full list of RADAR Podcasters’ 2023 class can be found HERE, and listed below are 5 U.S. shows.

Brown Bag — Hosted by Letty Peniche, DoKnow, Rosencrans Vic, this is an LA-based podcast from three Hispanics who love to hustle, put people on game, and, of course, clown. The BCC Club — Hosts Sarah Schauer and Kendahl Landret take a deep dive into the internet and discuss new titillating topics every week. Just the Nobody’s — Each week, two brothers and TikTok theorizers, Ryan and Daniel Omoto, dig down the mysterious rabbit holes of the world’s craziest conspiracy theories, science facts, murder mysteries, and any and all things pop-culture. Good Children — Childhood best friends and hosts Joe Hegyes and Andrew Muscarella dive into their shared history of anxiety, food courts, wigs, and trying their best to do everything right as adolescent closeted queer kids growing up on the south shore of Long Island. The Scottie & Sylvia Show — Besties, Scottie Beam and Sylvia Obell are behind the mic every week on the podcast “The Scottie and Silvia Show”, talking about everything from the personal to the professional to pop culture. Together, the nuanced cultural takes heard on their podcast are borne out of a deep care for Black women and safe spaces.

The eight-episode season is hosted by Ross Martin, President of Known, and Hayley Romer, Chief Growth Officer for Art Basel.

New Advice podcast launched by chef Alison Roman

The series premiere is out now and the first season will feature conversations with Tinx, Cat Cohen, Raven Smith, Heléne Yorke, and more; new episodes dropping each week on all podcast platforms.

Listen and subscribe to Solicited Advice with Alison Roman HERE

Alison Roman can also be seen live in Austin, Nashville, Boston and more this November. Find tickets and dates at: alisoneroman.com/tour.

Spotify announces second class of its next-gen podcasting talent program — RADAR

Very clever, Spotify. Now, can you find a way to use the word SONAR in the program as well. Challenge extended. Challenge accepted?

The full list of RADAR Podcasters’ 2023 class can be found HERE, and listed below are 5 U.S. shows.

#podcast #podcasting #advertising #advice

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