#full name calista

[andorerso]

I wasn't sure why the name Cali was calling to me so much but I just realized it sounds like Kerri so that could be it 😭 maybe it's an hommage to her

[chloedanvers13]

Just heard that Mr. Calista Flockhart did a video with Mark Hamill (mentioned as Han Solo and Luke Skywalker) in support of Kamala, and I just…. Have only one simple question, of vital importance, to me:

“What is Cat Grant’s opinion? Has she supported Kamala too?”

Lolz, I had to ask.

But all fun aside, please vote, and vote like lives depend on it… because they ABSOLUTELY do.

El Mayarah,

Chlo. 💜☀️

[princess-ibri]

For the Descendants kids with horrible and trashy names, how would you name them? From books and movies.

So I'll just go ahead and give how I changed each name for My Canon Descendants AU, to make them feel more like their own character/fit better with the og movies time periods/cultures. I didn't give them all unique names as the point of the project was to translate the Descendants kids into the actual movies, not make full OCs, (though I did end up making a few of those anyway xD) but I tried to at least adjust them.

Mal--Mallow (to go with the Nature name theme the Three Good Fairies had going on with their own names/Briar Rose)

Audrey I kept as it was actually a Medieval name!

Evie-- Eva, it's a pretty easy fix to more period accurate/Germanic sounding

Doug -- Doleful, to fit better with the Dwarfs Attribute names, plus he seemed kinda down in the first movie so the meaning felt like it fit

Carlos I kept because honestly I felt like it could fit in universe if Cruella's husband was a Spanish man, which he conceivabley could be

Jay--Jaamil, and no not because of Twisted Wonderland that just happened by accident xD

They orginally had Aladdin's deleted sin be named Aziz but there was already an Aladdin character named that in the TV show who was a villain so I changed it to Ahmed, like one of the other Arabian Nights heroes

Ben--I changed from Benjamin to Benedict as that was more French/period appropriate

Honestly I could 100% see Gaston naming his sons after himself so I kept Gastons 1 and 2 but I changed Gil to Gilbert (French pronunciation of course)

Lonnie...oh Lonnie. I changed her name to Chi, as with her patronymic of Li she would be Li Chi, which sounded similar to Lonnie but would actually be Chinese and is the name of a girl in a Chinese legend who slays a dragon, which was what I based her hypothetical movie plot on

Chad I changed to Charles, easy enough. Much more elegant and formal

Jane I just changed to Janet to make it a little fancier/Frenchier as well xD

Dizzy I changed to Daisy (though I suppose since she's French based, it really should be Marguerite...eh Daisy can be the nickname)

Uma I kept cuz honestly its a good name and her song is a banger 👌

Harry is fine, good pirate name, short for Henry, which also works. Harriet was fine too, just made her and Harry twins and made CJ go by her first name only of Calista.

Honestly with a pirate dad named Smee Squeeky and Squirmy also work, though they're definitely nicknames.

Celia works fine, it fits with the time/culture of 1920s New Orleans, though I did change Freddie to Frederique.

Getting into some book characters now:

Artie I changed to Amhar, a lesser known son of Arthur (could have done Mordred but as the kid was meant to be heroic I decided to go with Amhar, plus it started with A x)

Mad Maddy honestly isn't a bad name, but I did change it to Matilda to be a bit more Medieval sounding, plus linked her to Matilda of the Night, a Medieval witch legend.

(And apparently there's gonna be a son of Morgana Le Fay in the new movie named... Morgie. My gosh. Well we'll change that right back to Yvain. Her actual son, no she's not Mordred's mother no matter what the movies try to tell you she's his aunt and I will die on this pedantic hill)

Hadie I instantly changed to Zagreus. He's the literal son of Hades and goodness its such a better name. Same with changing Herkie to Hyllus. Also an actual son of Hercules and doesn't sound like a euphemism for throwing up.

Allie I changed to Mary Jean after the Real Alice's grandaughter, and when I made my Queen of Hearts Kid D4 hadn't been announced yet so I named her Aceline (a pun on Ace of Hearts)

Ruby and Anxelin weren't terrible names so I kept them, just made Anxelin a Dark Kingdom name xD (and apparently they're giving Rapunzel a third daughter in the new movie? Her name is just Zellie though...so I think I'll just keep these two. Zellie could definitely work as being short for Anxelin and hey, Rapunzel had twins in the actual fairytale so two just works)

Wrapping it up:

Claudine isnt too bad and fits the time period but I changed her parent from Frollo to his brother Jehan cuz that man should never ever get to be with any woman.

Clay Clayton I changed to Cecil after the actual Clayton character in the books who wasn't that bad of a guy.

Yzla works fine as a name for Yzma's daughter. I just changed Zevon to Yzon to match better and not sound so much like he escaped the 23rd century

Ginny Gothel I just lengthened out to Ginevra to sound more fantastical

I didn't actually do anything for Pocahontas as it always kinda controversial to touch. But if I did I'd of course just make her descendant her actual son Thomas Rolfe and apparently they gave Ratcliffe a son named Rick? So...we'll change his name to Richard or--well one sec let me see if Actual Historical Governor Ratcliffe had any kids.

OK! Looks like he didn't but he did die horribly. My Gosh.

Anyway I think that's everyone!

[skythighs]

Calista's Dream: Spoken Vows

Hello, hello. I'm back with another one, and can I just say I really love writing this. I let this flow naturally while still doing my best to capture feyd the way he is. I did want to pop in and say this story will be dark, so if that is not your thing be warned, the next chapter will take a dark turn.

Warnings: love bombing and then ghosting. lol idk, but murder does occur in this one, and that's all I can think of

Word count: 3.2k

Chapter 4

My lids are closed softly, and my limbs are so relaxed and airy, weightless. Tingles run across my scalp in slow, languid motions over and over, almost lulling me back into a deep slumber. Movement beside me startles me enough for me to open my umber eyes slowly. Alabaster skin, so striking in the early morning, makes me gasp, but the slow strokes in my hair put me at ease. Feyd’s blue black eyes are watching me as he rests on his side, enveloping my body with his own as I face him. He makes no move to stop stroking my hair and only watches me silently waiting for me to be the first to break the peaceful moment.

I refuse, and so early morning falls into late. By now his absence in the training yard has been noticed and my absence from my room will surely follow. However I can’t find it within me to care. 

“Such a sweet pet.” His gritty voice almost sings out.

Pet. He called me that last night as well, but what did he mean by it?

“Such a perfect pet.” He says in the same singsong tone as before.

He stops stroking my hair and I find myself missing the feeling immediately. He removes himself from the bed and makes his way to the chamber door.

“Leave.” Gone was his soft almost sweet demeanor. I was now met with an unyielding sternness in his tone as I slowly made my way towards the exit.

As I make my way down the corridor, the hairs on the back of my neck don't stand on end. I check my arms for the tell tale sign, but my gooseflesh has not risen. His shark-like eyes aren’t following me out of the corridor and the thought disturbs me. The next six days passed by once again with the stark absence of Feyd Rautha, and each day chipped away at a piece of me.

It was now the morning of my wedding, there were maids fussing with my jewels and my hair. They were fretting over my gown and my makeup. They were flustered, and clucked like hens begging for feed, and I was in a daze. Aware and yet..not. It was like an out of body experience. My mother chalked it up to nerves, but that wasn’t it. I was confused. Feyd Rautha seemed so eager to wed me, by showing up here earlier than planned. He watched me hungrily and seemed to be growing an attachment to me. His sudden disappearance however made me question our interactions. 

Was I imagining those things? Perhaps the feelings he stirred within me weren't reciprocated in the slightest, and I was just a foolish girl. It wasn’t hard to believe as I’ve had zero experience with the opposite sex aside from soldiers who see me as my fathers own image. The female embodiment of their Duke whom they love and serve. I was far too unattainable to them. Beautiful, yes, but much like fine art. I was meant to be admired but never tainted by them or any other until now. 

Before I know it I’m dressed and prepared to become Na Baroness Harkonnen. I will be leaving Caladan after the celebration feast. I’ll be whisked away to Giedi Prime, the waste land with a black sun and murderous population. I will no longer be an Areides by name, but solely by blood. 

“Come Cali.”

My mother gestured to the full length mirror across the chambers that would no longer belong to me when this day was done.

I make my way to her and she places me before the mirror. I take in the woman through the looking glass and she’s beautiful. She’s dressed in cream with a lovely beaded bodice. Her very image is that of untouched innocence and she mocks me. Her jewels shine brightly, solidifying her status as a well loved Duke's heir. Only when Leto enters the room does the situation truly sink in. The woman in the mirror is me. I couldn’t recognize myself, but somehow I saw myself in his eyes.

‘ I am him. I am an Atreides, I am his very own blood, and I will not be a lamb. I will be strong like my father raised me to be.’

 My newest mantra repeated throughout the wedding ceremony, where I saw the groom for the first time in days. He was the stark opposite of me. An inky swirl dropped into water being diluted slowly but surely. On Caladan, his darkness could not penetrate beyond surface level. However, the playing field was about to shift, I would soon be entering his terrain. I would be the lone drop of pure water in a pool of ink black fluid. 

“Repeat after me, together.” called the officiant.

“Blood of my blood, we have become one. Your cause is my cause, your death, my death. Your heart is my heart to keep and protect. Your body, my temple to never neglect.”

We recited the words in sync, but the words didn’t reach either of us, not the true meaning. These vows now bind us to one another as well as the law, but what did it really mean in the grand scope of things? What would it mean once we reached Giedi Prime, the proverbial brood of vipers? I am no lamb, but surely I am human, and as such, I could succumb to venom. 

Feyd Ruatha thanked my family yet again for their hospitality and with “deep regret” informed them we would leave immediately after the meal. The feast went by so quickly, even though I took my time cutting and chewing my food slowly. I bid farewell to my treasured father with a kiss and lingering hug. My mother hugged me and stroked my hair before resting her forehead against mine. Using the Atreides spoken battle language, she whispers to me.

“You must insure your future, my love.”

All of Caladan was present. They wished me safe travels as Gurney sang a sad tune. A tune filled with melancholy, nostalgia, and hope for what was to come. My husband grabs my arm and leads me to our travel guild ship. His grip was firm as though he worried I would be stolen away before we reached the ship. Gone was the hunger in his eyes. Gone were the soft strokes of my hair. All that was left between us felt ice cold and bleak. All that remained was his tight grip on my flesh. His harshness was unyielding, unlike before. He had yielded to me only six nights ago when I kissed him softly and exploratorily. He would yield to me again. I would see to it.

I spent the journey to Giedi Prime in solitude. Feyd Rautha made no attempts to be near me or consummate our nuptials. The implications alone left me shamefaced. Once we arrived at Giedi Prime, his statements about it being the opposite of Caladan with its lush green terrain were proven true. It was gray. Gray outside where the black sun shone ominously. Thankfully, once indoors away from the sun, color could be perceived again. Although color was perceivable, the Harkonnen palace was still void of it. The walls were mat gray and very minimalistic. There was not a single trace of artwork lining the walls, and that made it feel even more cold.

“Take Na Baroness to her quarters, bring her food. Beyond that, she is not to be disturbed.”

“Na Baron, unfortunately, her quarters are not yet prepared.”

Feyd sliced the servant with a severe expression. 

“Forgive me.”

The already slouched servant dropped another five inches bowing in half before Feyd Rautha. The poor woman was quivering in fear. She never once looked away from the ground.

“Bring her to my quarters. Bring her food and do not disturb her further.”

With that he stormed off in the opposite direction of where the servant led me. 

“Na Baroness, your trunks will be brought in shortly. Please get comfortable while you wait and I will prepare a simple meal for you.”

She opened the grand double doors and allowed me into the room. It was dark and a bit ominous. I stepped in cautiously, looking for any proof it was lived in. As I turned to the wall opposite the large sleek bed, I lost my breath. Staring back at me was well, me. A portrait from two years ago with my wild dark waves untamed in my small act of defiance against the hairless Harkonnen. I had forgotten about it, and yet here it is hanging across from the very bed upon which he sleeps. It feels intimate in a way, knowing I was the first thing he would see when he rose in the morning and most likely the last thing he saw before he closed his eyes in slumber. I looked beautiful in the painting. It clearly highlighted my best features while muting the less desirable ones. 

I make myself comfortable in his quarters wondering when he would return. My trunks are delivered and shortly after that so is my food. I ate alone at a small table near a large window that was covered in dark gray drapes. The only spec of color in the entire room is my painting which makes it very eye-catching indeed. A single silent servant entered the chambers to help me undress and wash before retiring to sleep. Alone. 

The next day went much the same. I was waited on by one single staff member. She helped me dress for the day in a grand gown of maroon. It was form fitting unlike the flowing skirts I wore on Caladan, but I was a girl no longer. I was now a woman, Na Baroness Harkonnen to be exact. It was nearing noon when the chamber doors were pushed open unceremoniously. Feyd Rautha stood stock still watching me closely as I sat in the window seat. I had been looking out the window to help pass time, but I was near dead from boredom.

He was dressed formally and there were maroon cuff links at his sleeves.

“The Baron is ready to receive you, wife.”

He does not wait as he strolls out of the room in his long legged steps. I scurry to follow after him. My maroon dress almost seemed bright compared to the pristine but drab palace. There were servants moving silently about the corridors and they seemed to blend in with the very walls as Feyd Rautha stomped through them. I could never lock eyes with them because their eyes were always rooted to the floor as if it held every answer to every question they could possibly have the courage to utter past their lips.

We arrived at the most ornate pair of doors in the entirety of the palace. The gold knobs set them apart from the other black doors. I could only assume this was the great hall where a welcome feast would be held in honor of our union, however when the doors were opened and all that was visible was the giant form of Baron Vladimir Harkonnen I knew I was mistaken. Feyd stepped aside allowing me entrance before him.

The stark room was bare, all that was visible was the Barons huge frame and his Mentat. His hover seat was elevated enough that I had to look up at him in greeting.

“My dear Feyd. Welcome home, truly you were much missed.” 

“Calista Atreides. Welcome to Giedi Prime. I hope my nephew has made you feel at home.”

The Baron smirked at me with a knowing glint in his eyes. He knew I spent my first night and half a day alone. Beyond that he was happy about it. 

“He’s made me feel most welcome Baron.”

Feyd stood silently behind me not uttering a single word as he watched his uncle and I exchange words. I could feel his body heat, but he was not touching me.

“I do apologize your chambers weren’t prepared in time for your arrival. It seemed there was always something more important to be done.”

That snide look flashed forward, taunting me to react.

More important? I see. This was him clarifying my place here. I was nothing to him, but an insignificant girl. I schooled my expression to one of indifference. 

“Please don’t apologize, I much prefer sharing my husband's quarters. ”

The snide look was replaced by one of contempt. He glanced at Feyd over my shoulder before waving me away.

“There will be a feast this evening to celebrate your union, Princess Atreides.”

“Na Baroness Harkonnen, now that we’re wed, Baron.” I gesture to Feyd Rautha as I speak.

“Leave me.”

He waves his gelatinous hand and I feel Feyd grip my waist and pull me towards him as he heads for the exit. All the while the Baron never looks away from us. He looked at me as if we were rivals on the battlefield. As if I possessed something he greatly desired. 

“I knew you were no coward, wife.” 

Feyd looked proud as he spoke. His hand hadn't left my waist yet as he led me back to his chambers.

“Why did you not join me last night?”

 I question him once we enter his quarters. Looking at him in earnest trying to understand whatever game he is playing. He circles me slowly, in a contemplative state.

“I was preparing for you. Be patient and you will have me soon enough.”

He brushes past me and heads towards the doors, almost as if he had to escape me.

“There’s a dress in the wardrobe. Wear it tonight.”

With that he was gone...again. Was I meant to be confined in this room for the rest of my damned life? Absolutely not. I made my own less dramatic exit from the room deciding it was time to explore my new residence. I walk up and down the endless corridors listening for any sign of life in the lusterless place. I eventually stumble upon the great hall that is being prepared by almost a hundred servants. I am spotted by the meak female that had helped me the night before. She actually looks away from the floor long enough to notice me watching her.

“Na Baroness, forgive me, do you need assistance?” She quickly stumbles towards me bowing before me.

“I was pulled away to assist for tonight's feast.” She explains further.

“No, no I’m fine, merely bored. What is your name? You were so attentive last night. I'd like to offer you my thanks.”

“I have no name Na Baroness. You need not waste your breath thanking me I am not worthy of it. Please.”  She bows further. 

“What’s going on here?” Barked a rugged voice. I turn to find the source and am met with a towering Harkonnen soldier sneering down upon me.

“Nothing is going on that concerns you. We are having a word between ladies.”

“You shouldn’t be here Atreides. She is no lady, she is a slave” He grabs my arm roughly, jerking me like a rag doll.

“I am Na Baroness Harkonnen you brute and you will do well to remember that. Unhand me.” I pull my arm free feeling the bruise forming.

“Na Baroness in name only. You have no power here, you’re just a cunt for the taking.” He bellows out loudly with a roaring laugh.

I see red and strike him harshly across the face. He immediately stops his laughter and prepares to strike me in retaliation. I move out of his reach quickly. The nameless girl then moves in front of me using her body as a shield when he approaches yet again.

“What is going on here my wife? Have you found trouble so quickly?”

Feyd Rauthas gravel coated voice sang out from behind the soldier across the room. He stepped further in assessing the situation. His eyes were hotter than burning flames as he looked at my splotchy red arm.

“I was speaking with this servant here, she helped me yesterday and I was going to request she continue to do so-”

“You don’t request anything. You are Na Baroness. You need only speak it and it shall be done.”

“What happened to your arm?” He continues without a beat as he makes his way to the three of us and he begins circling like a mad dog looking for the perfect place to sink his teeth into.

“This soldier grabbed me and attempted to strike me.”

Feyd Rautha clicks his tongue three times shaking his head.

“Well this won't do at all. Why did you try to strike my wife?”

“She struck me first, Na Baron. It was self defense.”

“Self defense? I see. You would strike me Na Baron Feyd Rautha in self defense if I struck you first?”

“No Na Baron never.” 

The tall soldier seemed so small and a lot less threatening now that Feyd was here. I watched the two interact as the soldier bowed before my husband submissive now where he had once been trying to dominate. 

“But you tried to strike my wife. My Na Baroness, who is an extension of me. Is she not?”

The man breaks out into a sweat. No doubt trying to find a way out of this that doesn't end with his life forfeit. 

“I made a mistake, Na Baron. I will pay whatever price you deem fit.”

Feyd moves behind me placing my back to his front holding my waist tenderly.

“Kiss her feet or die.”

The soldier drops to his pitiful knees before lowering his face to the ground before my slippered feet.

“Do it now.” Orders my husband.

And he does. He kisses both feet gingerly, almost too afraid to press too roughly against me. A total change from his rough handling a short five minutes ago.

Feyd moves his mouth to my ear and whispers to me.

“You made a mistake too, my sweet pet. Instead of striking his face you should have sliced his neck.”

He pulls a dagger from his belt and closes his hand around mine forcing me to clutch it properly.

“You must remedy this mistake of yours now. Strike true this time so he can never retaliate against us again.”

A tender kiss is placed on my neck before he steps back to watch me kill a man. As I stand in deep contemplation I feel the slightest weight of his fingers in my hair. He stroked a single lock of waves as he eagerly waited for my action. I step forward to the kneeling man who offers his neck to me willingly and slice across his throat before turning away quickly.

“No no, don't turn away. You have to watch your first kill.”

Feyd grips my face, turning me back to the soldier whose life blood leaks down his black uniform. He dies proudly and with dignity despite the circumstances. A single stray tear leaks from my eyes and Feyd Rautha licks it off my cheek and I’ve never wanted him more.

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[hannagoldworthy]

WARNING: POSSIBLE SPOILERS FOR STAR WARS LEGENDS

One take I regularly see from the “Jedi Critical” corner of this fandom always manages to baffle me: “In Legends, Luke Skywalker corrected the mistakes of the dogmatic Jedi Order!”

Since my days as a dumbass first-time tumblr user, in which I was rather sternly corrected by older users if I got too aggressive in my arguments, I’ve tried to steer away from pointing out how STUPID that take is. But? Nothing’s saying I can’t make a post of my own about it!

So.

With the bare minimum of due respect.

What fucking book did you read where Luke Skywalker corrected his own fucking mistakes, let alone those of any Jedi who came before him?

Because from what I’VE read? Luke had a nasty habit of doing the same things everyone criticizes the Prequel Jedi for doing, only ramping the ante up in a way only a Skywalker trained by TWO of the Disaster Lineage can.

Mace Windu threatened a “helpless” old Chancellor in his own office and was trying to assassinate him? Gag me. Luke Skywalker electrocuted Shimrra Jamaane to death with Force Lightn-pardon me, “eLeCtRiC jUsTiCe.”

The Jedi Order of the Prequels used Padawans as “child soldiers”? Please. Luke Skywalker possessed the body of his nephew to duel Exar Kun…when Jacen Solo was TWO, a FUCKING TODDLER. That’s not even getting into the number of very young teenagers who died horrible deaths as SOLDIERS in the war against the Yuuzhan Vong - for pity’s sake, Anakin Solo was knighted at sixteen and KILLED AT SEVENTEEN, where his grandfather’s knighting at nineteen was considered a rush job!

The Galactic Army of the Republic was a slave army? So was the army of YVH-1 battle droids built to battle the Yuuzhan Vong invasion! “Oh, but those were just droids” yeah and? The anti-Jedi folk cried when Anakin Skywalker was rightfully punished for not wiping R2’s memory of sensitive battle information, and they’ve outright said they have more sympathy for the battle droids than for the living, breathing people defending themselves against the battle droids. Not to mention, Legends had a Droid’s Rights movement in full swing at this point in time, so? YVH’s were people programmed from “birth” to die in battle. Next question.

Obi-Wan was too mean to Darth Maul and Darth Vader when he cut off their limbs? Alema Rar would like a word! Luke Skywalker permanently crippled her lightsaber arm, his sister cut off one of her feet AND one of her lekku (brain tails, that HAVE HER BRAIN IN THEM), AND put her in the way of a spider-sloth that BIT HER IN FUCKING HALF. And this was after Luke helped raise her as a youngling and HAD A VISION OF HER TURNING TO THE DARK SIDE, and did FUCK-ALL to prevent her from turning!

On the topic of doing fuck-all to prevent something…oh, was Obi-Wan Kenobi unable to prevent his Padawan from being groomed by a Sith Lord? Well, Luke Skywalker GAVE his son Ben as an unofficial apprentice to Jacen Solo, who turned out to be Darth Caedus and mentally, emotionally, and physically tortured Ben for six years! And, while Obi-Wan did not like Palpatine and continuously advised Anakin not to trust him without even knowing Palpatine was Sidious, Luke fully suspected Jacen was headed down a dark path and still encouraged Ben to be his apprentice because he was afraid of the Skywalker legacy dying with him.

Obi-Wan Kenobi flirted inappropriately with enemy generals? Luke Skywalker banged them. No, seriously, Legends Luke’s sexual body count is in double digits, the man was an unrepentant fuckboi. Mara Jade, Calista Masana/Mingla, Gaerial Captison, Shira Brie, some blonde named Mary who was in one comic to die at the end, fucking ABELOTH? Yeah, Luke only married one of those women, BUT HE FUCKED ALL OF THEM. And now, we have the DinLuke ship (which only exists in fanon, so I will count it as Legends) to mirror the Codywan ship (which actually has some basis in canon), just to cement that Luke Skywalker is a persistent playboy for BOTH teams. He loves them and leaves them like a pro.

Oh, there’s a persistent fan-theory that Korkie Kryze was Satine and Obi-wan’s secret love child? There were rumors that Brisha Syo was Shira Brie’s daughter with Luke…rumors that were credible enough that Luke had to do his own investigation into the matter. Shira Brie, aka Lady Lumiya, whom Luke blew to smithereens when she tried to kill him, and fought her with no mercy when Darth Vader pieced her back together and sent her to fight him again. So, while Obi-Wan has a rumored lovechild from a respectful relationship with a woman who opted not to tell him, Luke legitimately blew up his alleged baby mamma in the void of space with the bare minimum of regret.

Yoda and Obi-Wan sent Luke to kill his own father because they couldn’t manage to do so? Luke sent his niece, Jaina Solo, to kill her TWIN BROTHER because he could not bring himself to kill Jacen himself. And, while Luke was understandably torn up about killing Anakin, Jaina had a Force-bond comparable with a canon dyad withh Jacen - it hurt her a lot more when she killed Jacen than it ever would have hurt Luke to kill Vader. She nearly DIED of heartbreak, that’s how bad it was.

Obi-Wan hurt Anakin’s trust by faking his death and going undercover? He beat the crap out of Anakin to maintain his cover? Luke hurt Leia’s trust by faking turning to the Dark Side, becoming a reborn Sidious’s new apprentice, ACTUALLY FALLING TO THE DARK SIDE, and mentally fighting Leia WHILE SHE WAS PREGNANT, to the point she WENT INTO LABOR EARLY.

Obi-Wan beat Anakin in a duel and left him to burn to death? Luke Skywalker BEAT THE LIVING HELL out of Vader until Vader was wordlessly pleading for MERCY, which he DID NOT DO ON MUSTAFAR.

Now.

Is there any nuance in Luke’s situations, throughout all of these examples? Yes, there is...but there’s also nuance in the Jedi’s situation in the Prequels, which no one seems to acknowledge in their case. So, whatever grace I extend to Legends!Luke being an imperfect and fascinating character, also extends to the Jedi being imperfect and fascinating characters in their own right.

I love Legends!Luke BECAUSE he reminds me of the Prequels Jedi, not because he corrected any of their “mistakes” (he did not. He very clearly did not). So don’t come at me saying Legends!Luke was better than the Prequel Jedi. I have read the books! I have kept the receipts! AND I WILL USE THEM.

[devoteeoftheeyes]

Okay,,, Here we go. Hi?? You can call me Rory, Full name is Rory. . .Ebony but that isn't too important. Uhhh some Information you might want to know is that I'm Genderfluid, and use basically any and all pronouns. . . I mainly use They/Them but I really don't give a shit what you call me. I am a Minor So no freaky shit and. . .I feel attraction now I guess?? Women are fucking hot what can I say, what can I say aha-

[Voice claim: Yuzuru from A Silent Voice]

You talk about your interests here right?

Uhmm Some interests of mine are:

True Crime

Criminal Minds

Sherlock Holmes (both the shows and books)

Greek Mythology

Cars (How they work, engines, stuff like that)

Mechanics, tinkering with shit is fun

Horror movies, Games, stories. . . etc etc

Astronomy (The biggest/longest fixations I've had)

Cell Biology

But uh besides that I'm not sure what else to say, you can send me asks and shit, talk to me. . . And uh I'll answer the best I can-!!

Family!!

@paul-clone2 - Dad 🐦

@paul-clone-33 - Technical Uncle 1 🐱

@better-than-u-twenzietwo - Technical Uncle 2 🦂

@paul-matthews87 - Technical Uncle 3 🖨

@oddmp4out - Technical Uncle 4 💻

@just-another-paul-clone Technical Uncle 5 🎥

@paul-clone-11 Technical Uncle 6 🤙

@paul-matt8 Technical Uncle 7 🥩

@richielipschitzaot - Loser Brother 📷

Friends!!

@just-a-lil-theatre-guy Aspen 👻

@jackh0ffman69 Jack 🔥

@intothevcr David 🎞

@elle-jagerman Elle 🎀

@calista-malian My Sunshine [Girlfriend] 🌺

Stuff I shall Roleplay-!!(OOC)

Basically anything, angst, slice of life, little interactions all that shit I'm down with-!!

Only Exepctions are Romance and NSFW, because Rory is indeed a Minor anddddd like that's weird!!! BUT I LOVE INTERACTING WITH OTHERS SO YWAHHH INTERACTI AND RP WITH ME AS MUCH AS YOU WANT DJFJTTHREE-!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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[aiodenhunt]

I have this little headcanon about Harriet gradually saying CJ's full name depending on how mad she is.

"CJ!" =Not mad, chill, everything's okay. If anything Harriet's a little annoyed

"Calista." = Midly angered, a good session of scolding is near,and maybe a little smack to the head

"Calista Jane Hook." = Total anger. Cj totally fucked up and she better hide ASAP. She's probably hiding behind Harry as we speak.

[ani-radio]

THE CELESTE FAMILY 💫✨

So this is where the post I did of Alastor came from.

So yeah, at this point these two are married and have a beautiful family! 🥰 This will forever be my favorite drawing of Alastor! (And of Aniela cause wow, she actually came out good 😅).

William doesn’t choose favorites between parents (unlike his siblings). Azariel is a mama’s boy, while Calista is a daddy’s girl.

Just two powerful Overlords who fell in love, got married and formed a lovely family together! ❤️‍🔥

Aniela’s full name is: Aniela Celeste, which is why her children have her last name, especially since Alastor doesn’t have one.

Calista is wearing tights/stockings so that’s why her legs are that color (I wanted her hooves to show but I didn’t want her to have her legs bare so.. I came up with this solution).

[thepenultimateword]

Love Thy Enemy Part 2

I wrote part one a while ago, but this seemed like a perfect post to add to the fantasci community! Also, the characters now have names. General is now Vorrin and Empress is now Callista.

Part One

Vorrin awoke with a start. He didn't know at what point he drifted into real sleep, but the early morning sun now bathed the room in dull, dove-gray light. But not his room. He abruptly rolled over onto his other side. The space beside him was now empty.

He flopped onto his back with a heavy sigh. That was probably for the best. Falling asleep next to her had been hard enough, he hadn't exactly wanted to wake up next to her too. He already felt entirely too vulnerable.

"Good morning."

Vorrin yelped, shooting upright and whipping his head around the room until he landed on Empress Callista's long, slender figure lounging in one of the plush sitting chairs. She smirked and crooked one dark brow, but other than that made no comment on Vorrin's embarrassing display.

"Breakfast?"

"You're still here," Vorrin said.

"Indeed. I did say we'd be spending more time together, didn't I?" She lifted the delicate teacup from its saucer and took a long, silent sip. "You slept in a little longer than expected, but no matter. We still have about an hour."

"Before?"

"You're coming into the city with me. It's about time people saw us together publicly. Besides, the change of scenery may be good for you."

Vorrin hated how she could sound conniving in one breath and caring in the next. What was he? Her pet? Something to parade around and spoil? Did she really think that any of these luxuries or favors could change his feelings about what she'd done? Though he did not deny, that a part of him longed to leave these palace walls. It had been months since he'd been any further than the gardens.

He swung his legs over the mattress and gingerly rose to his feet. "Shouldn't I get back to my rooms? To get ready?"

"I've already requested your manservants to attend to you here. They'll bring your change of clothes and fix your hair.

"My...?" Vorrin glanced across the room into the great gold-framed looking glass overhanging the vanity and found his long, chocolate hair had decided to tangle itself into a bird’s nest on one side. The other side lay frazzled over his shoulder, like he'd taken to rubbing it between two whetstones. Probably all that tossing and turning last night.

Vorrin rapidly dragged his fingers through the mess. It didn't seem fair that Empress Callista's hair still remained tight and tidy in it's whippish tail.

"You still have a few minutes before they arrive. You should eat. Reports tell me you don't eat much, but this is your favorite breakfast."

Vorrin crept toward the spread. A kettle sat on a wooden hot plate, the scent of sweet mint escaping out it's long silver spout. Beside it sat a plate full of steaming biscuits, halved, buttered and slathered in strawberry jam.

His stomach growled traitorously.

Empress Callista waved to the open seat across from her.

Vorrin begrudgingly accepted. The bitterness only grew as the cushions sank beneath him, setting him a couple inches shorter than the empress. But he tried not to let the annoyance show on his face as he stacked three biscuits on top of each other and took a large bite. Letting her know he was upset would only give her more power.

His stomach squirmed a little as he swallowed. This really was his favorite breakfast. He wondered how much she knew about him already. He'd known all the servants in the palace were her people, but he hadn't realized that they'd been her eyes as well. How much did they report? How much of what he said, of what he did, had been repeated back to her?

"Even if you weren't from an enemy nation, I'd still have you watched," Empress Calista said. Vorrin shuddered a little at the way she seemed to read his mind. "You're my consort. It's my responsibility to ensure you are properly attended to. That means keeping you safe and meeting your creature comforts. Better if I understand what makes you happy."

"My freedom would make me happy."

Callista tapped her lips thoughtfully with the edge of her spoon before using it to scoop a couple cubes of sugar into her half-full cup. "I suppose I can arrange an armed escort every now and then if you're restless."

"That's not what I mean and you know it."

"And you know I can't let you go. So why don't we both stop pretending?"

A light rap on the door snapped the growing tension in two.

"Enter," the empress called in that gracious voice of royalty. Not too loud, not too aggressive, but commanding all the same.

The door creaked, and Pins poked his head through the door, a small leather bag slung over one shoulder. At the sight of the empress he immediately bent in half, folding his hands in front of him and gluing his eyes to the floor.

"We've come to prepare Royal Consort Vorrin for the day, your majesty."

"Right here, Pins," Vorrin said.

Pins's head rose a centimeter toward Vorrin's voice, then he raised up all at once with a large grin. "Good morning, Royal Consort. Your hair is exciting this morning. I've brought a brush and several accessories for you to choose from. Would you like to get started, or would you prefer to dress first?"

As if on cue, Switch slid into the room, breathing heavy and face flushed, a long red garb draped across his arms. He bowed hastily to Vorrin and then deeper to the Empress, speaking to the floor as he began profusely apologizing. "Forgive me, your majesty, Royal Consort Vorrin. The outfit selected for today had a tear. The royal tailor claims it will not be ready until this evening. I took the great liberty of selecting another outfit of a similiar style. Does it please your majesty?"

Empress Callista's sharp eyes scanned over the draping fabric in a couple seconds. "It will do."

Switch looked ready to melt with relief. He turned sharply on his heel toward Vorrin, eyes still wide, frantic, and slightly watery as if he had been, or barely held back from, crying.

"Then shall I, my lord?"

Vorrin felt all eyes on him, but most importantly he felt the gaze of Empress Callista. If her eyes seemed sharp overseeing his outfit, they were even more daggerish digging into his side profile. He gripped the neck of his nightclothes tightly, a humiliating squire's blush rising to his cheeks as he couldn't seem to make his hands take the action to undress.

After what felt like an eternal silence, she pushed smoothly to her feet. "I'll leave you to it. Remember, darling, one hour."

And with a swish of her braid and long cape, she was gone.

As soon as the door shut, Switch immediately collapsed.

"I thought I was going to be fired," he bawled, a few tears pricking the corners of his eyes.

"Empress Callista doesn't fire people for finding tears in clothes," Pins said.

Switch's head snapped up. "Don't act smart, you've only been here as long as I have. You didn't know what was going to happen either!"

For the first time, it occurred to Vorrin that the two servants may be as fresh to the royal scene as he was.

"How long have you been working in the palace?"

Switch hesitated a moment, always the suspicious one. Maybe he thought Vorrin wanted to berate him for the clothing mishap.

"A little under 6 months," he answered finally. "I applied for a position as soon as word came that the empress would be staying in Totholan. I traveled here with the rest of the serving caravan."

Vorrin had assumed after the kingdom's conquering that Empress Callista had sent for her regular palace staff. Those she most trusted. But it made sense that she would have left some to care for the homeland palace in her absence. Any person wishing to make it into the Empress's employ would seize the sudden surge of job availabilities. And all it took was a willingness to relocate.

"And you, Pins?"

"6 months and 10 days," he piped peevishly. "Switch was only mostly right when he said we've been here the same amount of time. I was hired on before we found out of the empress's success. So I've been in the palace just a teensy bit longer. Plus, my mum was a maid, so I was already used to palace walls."

"But the empress wasn't there when you started work," Switch said. "So it doesn't make you any more the expert."

"Why do you always need to be better at everything?" Pins said with a pout. "Why can't you just admit I have something on you?"

"Because you don't."

Before Pins could respond, Switch marched away, laying the clothes across the bed and stepping behind Vorrin to begin helping untie his white sleep clothes.

"I wouldn't have let her fire you," Vorrin said, sliding out of the sleeves and letting the soft linen fall into Switch's hands. "If that's of any comfort."

Switch paused, folding the nightclothes into a neat square before finally responding. "It is."

He retrieved the new outfit, blessedly allowing Vorrin to put the first part on himself. It was a little different from most of clothing he was given. Trousers for one. Impractical ones, but trousers nonetheless. Next was a long ruffled tunic that laced all the way up to his throat. Switch helped him with the long draping overcoat, a similar style to the wrapping robes, though this one had no waist tie and buttoned to the middle of his chest. For his bare feet was a pair of short soft boots, little thicker than slippers.

As soon as he was dressed, Pins got started brushing through his hair until it was silky.

"Which ones?" he asked, pulling a leather wrap from his bag and unfolding a display of hair ornaments. Ruby hairpins and golden chains, a net-like crown, encrusted with jewels, a gold circlet with red diamond teardrops dangling at the temples, twin clips designed to appear as sprigs of current berries, each ruby a berry on a silver branch. Vorrin chose the ruby pins. They still may have been worth more than he'd ever made in his entire career, but at least they were less gaudy than these others.

"Aw," Pins said. "I wanted to do the net and chains." Then suddenly remembering they were addressing a superior quickly added, "But the pins are lovely too!"

"You can add the chains," Vorrin sighed.

Pins perked up, plucking up the metal strings and beginning to braid them into strands of Vorrin's hair. He gathered half the hair into a bun, using the ruby pins to secure it and the gold-twined braids together.

A couple minutes later, Empress Callista pushed open the doors without a knock. She surveyed Vorrin swiftly before giving the manservants an approving nod that sent them grinning and offering her arm out to Vorrin.

"Shall we, my love?"

Vorrin gritted his teeth. Such falseness. Such lies. Such utter humiliating mockery.

He linked arms with her anyway.

If he knew one thing it was this: he couldn't win against Empress Callista with brute force. He would need another tactic. A passive one. Something that looked deceivingly like cooperation. Until the time was right to strike.

Part 3

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[panoralis]

BUT HE IS SO PRETTY ˒ 𝐢. general summary

PANDORA , formerly known as stargirlz during their pre-debut era , is a ten member fictional girl group under astre entertainment . initially debuting back in 2017 with eleven members , the group currently consists of eunseo , gyuri , mindeulle , aster , karin , lanfen , chiara , kokomi , yumeko & calista .

while now recognized as one of the prized jewels in the k-pop industry , PANDORA’S entanglement with misfortune became prominent back in early 2018 . after falling to what is said to be their lowest point , they have been earning a steady flow of recognition , support & achievements .

I COULD HAVE CRIED ˒ 𝐢𝐢. mini dossier

GROUP NAME  :  pandora ❪ kr : 판도라 ❫

LABEL  :  astre entertainment

DEBUT DATE  :  february 9 , 2017

DEBUT ALBUM  :  hiraeth

DEBUT SONG  :  blue & night

GREETING  :  “ we came , we saw , we sacrificed — hello , we are pandora ! ”

CONCEPT  :  experimental ❪ both in concept and members promoting ❫

FANDOM NAME  :  wanderers

FANDOM COLORS  :  infatuation ❪ f68cb2 ❫ , temptation ❪ 161110 ❫ & satisfaction ❪ c1b9ae ❫

FOR HE IS ALL MINE MINE MINE ˒ 𝐢𝐢𝐢. the members

jeon  ‘  EUNSEO  ’  eunchae  (  1996  )

hwang  GYURI  (  1997  )

song  MINDEULLE  (  1997  )

hwang  ‘  ASTER  ’  haein  (  1998  )

yasuhiro  ‘  KARIN  ’  masae  (  1998  )

zhou  LANFEN  (  1999  )

CHIARA  ainsworth  (  2000  )

kozume  ‘  KOKOMI  ’  misa  (  2001  )

fujimori  YUMEKO  (  2001  )

roh  ‘  CALISTA  ’  aejeong  (  2002  )

yang  ‘  GRACE  ’  chorong  (  1997  )

moon  YERIM  (  2000  )

EVEN IF HE LIVES TEN FEET BELOW ˒ 𝐢𝐯. discography

hiraeth  :  debut mini album ❪ 2017 ❫

august  :  single album ❪ 2017 ❫

memento mori  :  mini album ❪ 2018 ❫

eleven  :  single album ❪ 2018 ❫

forevermore  :  full album ❪ 2018 ❫

glass stained  :  english single ❪ 2019 ❫

koi no yokan  :  japanese debut single ❪ 2020 ❫

the look of him  :  mini album ❪ 2021 ❫

ikigai  :  japanese mini album ❪ 2021 ❫

pas de deux  :  single album ❪ 2022 ❫

amour plastique  :  mini album ❪ 2023 ❫

élégant  :  full album ❪ 2023 ❫

MONA SAYS �� layout is heavily inspired by the artists under @glasshcvse so thank you aine for letting me be a copycat ( header's from jessource ) !

[theamityelf]

List the WORST descendants kids names you've heard. From books and movies.

I feel like I've seen someone else answer this ask before, but "Lonnie" and "Jay" are pretty lazy choices. Like, it does not feel like thought went into those at all.

I like "Mal" as a name, because you can headcanon what it's short for. I'm pretty sure canon says her full name is supposed to be Maleficent, but I prefer to have her full name be "Malice", because I think that's cute. Same deal with Evie. In some of my fanfiction, her name is short for "Evelyn", which...if I had a do-over, I'd give her a different full name, but Evelyn is still pretty. And Gil's in kind of the same boat, too; in a lot of my fanfics, his full name is Gilbert.

I like Uma's name a lot, perhaps in part because it has such a dedicated propaganda campaign, lol. And I've already mentioned how funny I find it that Harry and Harriet have to share pretty much the same name while Calista Jane gets two.

[andorerso]

Rebelcaptain Trees for @oh-nostalgiaa​: Single Parent AU (with bonus first times? sort of? a little bit)

For a moment, Jyn didn’t remember where she was.

The brightness of the room was unusual, as well as the birds chirping outside like in some sort of Disney movie. Not to mention the arm around her waist, the warm chest against her back, and someone’s soft breaths on her neck.

This wasn’t her bedroom. Nope, not even a little bit.

All at once, last night came flooding back to her.

The bar, the unexpected but familiar face she ran into, the drinks, the jokes, the laughter... The flirting.

Jyn grinning at him shyly as she tucked a lock of her behind her ear. Cassian watching her with a warmth in his eyes she wasn’t prepared for.

Whose idea was it to go back to his place? It didn’t matter. She remembered Cassian pushing her against the wall as they stumbled to his bedroom, his lips hot on her skin, his breathing ragged in her ear.

She remembered all the things they did afterward too.

Shit. Shit shit shit.

Jyn resisted the urge to bolt out of the bed and flee. It wasn’t that she regretted it, no, not even a little bit. It was that she should. He was her student’s parent, one of her favorite students at that, and yes, he was single, and yes, she’d fancied him for the past three years, but it was never supposed to be more than that. It was unprofessional, it was unethical, it was downright irresponsible.

She shuddered to think what people would say if they found out. All the single (and not-so-single) moms who’d want her blood...

There weren’t technically any rules against dating a student’s parent, per se, but she doubted anyone, including Principal Mothma, would look kindly upon it. And she liked her job. She liked the school, the neighborhood, the students, even some of the co-workers. She worked too hard for this degree to throw it all to the wind for the sake of one man.

Even if said man could do absolutely mind-boggling things with his tongue.

Focus, Jyn.

Jyn squeezed her eyes shut, wondering if she could slip out of his embrace and make a hasty but quiet escape. Cassian had said last night that his daughter was with her mom, so he was the only one she needed to not wake, and she’d be free. Then they’d hopefully never talk about this again, and she’ll go on to admire him from afar, like always, while probably being unable to ever look him in the eye for fear of remembering how he looked when glancing up at her from between her legs.

Perfect. It sounded like a perfect plan. In theory.

But as soon she implemented said plan and slid out of his embrace, onto the cold floor, Cassian stirred, letting out a quiet groan.

Well fuck. Now she’d be forced to have the awkward conversation she wanted to avoid.

“Jyn?” he said, voice bleary, rubbing his eyes.

On instinct, Jyn grabbed the sheets and pulled them over herself to cover her chest while she turned to face him. Except that was a stupid idea too. Because now he was completely uncovered, blinking at her in sluggish surprise.

“Hey, everything okay?” he asked while she kept her eyes firmly on the wall above his head.

“Yes,” she said, voice higher than intended, “I just really have to go... I didn’t mean to wake you.”

“No, it’s okay.” Cassian sat up, apparently oblivious to her inner turmoil, but at least he grabbed his boxers from the floor and pulled them on. Thank God. “Do you wanna stay for breakfast?”

Stay for —

Jyn’s gaze snapped to him in shock. He cannot be serious. He really saw nothing wrong with the situation?

“I can’t. Sorry. I have — I have something important.” She didn’t. And that was probably painfully clear to Cassian as well who finally stopped to really look at her. She just wished he’d put on a shirt as well...

“Is this... Is this gonna be awkward?”

“Not unless we make it awkward,” she said, forcing some cheer into her words.

How often did teachers and parents really meet anyway? Only at parent-teacher conferences, at best. But Cassian had always been an involved father. It’s one of the first things she grew to appreciate about him, besides his glaringly obvious good looks. He was good with his daughter.

Jyn didn’t typically fawn over men with kids, but even she had to admit that he was pretty cute with Cali. He often came to pick her up from school, ruffling her hair, asking about her day, bringing her little surprises sometimes, like the tiny handmade wooden horse that Cali then brought with her to school for months on end. He stopped to ask her teachers about her progress in school, paid attention when he was given advice, made sure she had everything she needed.

There was no way Jyn could avoid him forever; she’d seen him weekly, even just in passing, for the past three years. It could be awkward.

She could see Cassian come to the same conclusion, and his face twisted into a grimace.

“Listen, Jyn... I know we were both a little irresponsible last night. And maybe I should feel bad. But the truth is, I’ve liked you for a long time and I can’t feel sorry about this.”

Jyn’s eyes went wide as his words sank in, his face open and earnest. He’d liked her for a long time? Him? Cassian Andor? Yavin’s number one DILF who was basically all the single moms’ most self-indulgent fantasies come to life?

There was no way.

“You... you like me?”

A soft smile curled on Cassian’s lips, his eyes amused but kind. “Is that such a surprise?”

“Well, uhm...”

“Why? You have a big heart. You’re funny, you’re intelligent, you’re passionate, you’re dedicated…”

And mean and aggressive and stubborn and closed-off... But of course, he wouldn’t know that. She usually reserved that for the adults, not the kids, but Cassian was one of the exceptions. He hadn’t seen the worst of her bad side.

“Not to mention you’re Cali’s favorite teacher.”

Now her eyebrows rose even higher. “I am?”

“Yeah.”

“Well...” She didn’t know what to say to that. All this was so unexpected. She stood there like a deer in headlights, clutching the sheets to her chest, heart beating unsteadily against her ribcage. Did he have to make this so hard? “I like you too,” she admitted, her voice quiet and wistful. “But...”

“But we can’t do this,” Cassian finished for her, taking her by surprise. Wait... he agreed? Seeing the expression on her face, Cassian let out a small laugh. “Don’t get me wrong, I’d be happy to have a different choice. But you’re my kid’s teacher, and even if you weren’t her favorite, I can’t risk this impacting her negatively.”

Of course. Jyn’s smile was fond, if a little sad. He put his daughter above all else, as a good dad would. She wouldn’t have liked him so much otherwise.

“I know,” she nodded, eyes soft, letting him know that she harbored no hard feelings for his decision. “And I can’t risk my career so...”

“But,” Cassian began, and for the first time, he sounded unsure of himself. His eyes dropped to the floor, his throat moving as he swallowed. “This is Cali’s last year of elementary school.”

For a moment, Jyn only blinked at him. It was true, Cali was a fifth grader, a thought that hadn’t even occurred to her until now. Was this their loophole?

But when she didn’t answer right away, Cassian rushed on to add with wide eyes, “Of course it’d be presumptuous of me to expect you to wait. I only meant —”

“It’s only two months, right?” Jyn cut him off. Two months until the end of the school year. That was easy, almost no time at all.

“Right. So if you’ll still want to... I’ll take you out on a date.”

“I’ll still want to,” Jyn said without thinking, then winced. She needed to take down the enthusiasm a notch. But Cassian didn’t seem to mind, a smile still lingering on his lips.

“Good.”

“Good.”

“So...” He quirked his eyebrows at her, a playful look on his face. “Do you still have to go or do you wanna have breakfast with me?”

Jyn grinned. She supposed there was no harm in breakfast.

As long as they both kept their hands to themselves.

(And it was a good thing they did when Cali and her mom showed up twenty minutes later.

“Hey, Cass,” Cali’s mom, Bix was saying, “I hope you don’t mind that we came earlier —”

She stopped talking when she noticed Jyn sitting at the dining table, her eyes going wide as saucers while Cassian let out a quiet groan and Jyn wished for the ground to swallow her up.

“Miss Jyn?” Cali gasped in childlike delight, a wide grin breaking out on her face.

Well, shit.)

[cami-stuffs]

Pushing Towards You

Chapter 21: Visiting Week

Calista needed to get back to her daily routine. After almost two weeks at home and experiencing opposite feelings with all the latest events, duty called her. Now, she was wearing a ring on her right hand after Larissa's marriage proposal at the New Year's party. Every time she looked at her hand, a smile appeared. Her coworkers caught her standing in the middle of a hallway several times, admiring her ring and remembering that night.

She also returned to her apartment. Although the days she spent with Larissa at Nevermore were pleasant, classes were about to start again, and she wanted to keep her personal life distinct from her future wife's work. With that, Larissa also returned to her routine, Nevermore during the day, Calista's house at night.

Both Calista and Larissa were expecting a visit from the shapeshifter who impregnated her partner using her shifter abilities. The two intend to go to Calista's apartment on the first weekend of the year to discuss how the child's conception process went. However, the partner did not attend the meeting because she felt uncomfortable. So, right after lunch on Saturday, the shapeshifter arrived at Calista's apartment alone.

She went by the name Rebeca. The two shapeshifters that Calista knew had the same characteristics: extremely tall, thin but robust, blonde and blue eyes. Rebeca was the opposite of that. The woman had black, wavy hair, dark eyes, and a short stature, but she was strong; Calista could see her strong arms sticking out of her shirt sleeve. Larissa's eyes roamed Rebeca's body, looking for something resembling hers. She also didn't know other shapeshifters.

Like Larissa, Rebeca was the first in her family to exhibit shifting skills. Still, unlike the experience of the principal of Nevermore, Rebeca received support from her family and, in this way, got closer to others with the same ability and learned from them. So, getting her wife pregnant wasn't a question of 'if,' just 'when' because she already knew how the process went.

Rebeca was American, but she knew shapeshifters all over the globe. They had a communication network between them, as they were considered outcasts among outcasts. Mutual support helped maintain the community and exchange experiences and knowledge. Larissa took a deep interest in this community of shapeshifters. In this way, Rebeca spent the first hours of the meeting explaining how the exchange of information took place and what the discussions promoted by the group were like.

Calista knew how vital the connection between the two shapeshifters was to Larissa. Having a shapeshifter daughter and probably a second child who would also be one, she would like her family to be able to find refuge among their peers. As much as Calista supported Artemis and Larissa, deep down, she didn't have the knowledge to help them with issues involving the barriers to their abilities.

Rebeca seemed happy to present this new perspective and was impressed with Larissa's knowledge of the species despite not being among them yet. The literature on shapeshifting was full of prejudices, and shapeshifters were sometimes seen as cheats and deceivers. Access to reliable information required an intense and endless search for books and articles. Calista knew that Larissa had always been highly dedicated to studying shapeshifters, but listening to Rebeca, she knew that the headmistress had earned the visitor's respect, and she couldn't be more proud.

Rebeca's wife was also a shapeshifter. They met during group meetings and learned together the strengths and weaknesses of the species. Thus, Rebeca was shocked when she discovered that Calista was a different outcast. Her experience taught her that it was easier for normies to accept and relate to shifters than outcasts themselves. Calista was one of a kind, and Larissa knew it.

For both Calista and Larissa, Nevermore was pivotal in their relationship. There, they met and became friends. Calista was the first and, for a long time, the only one who knew of Larissa's abilities. Being her roommate, Morticia eventually finds out and uses this knowledge for her benefit despite keeping it a secret. The other students were never interested in Larissa; they thought she was too bizarre and a shadow of Morticia, so she never had much difficulty hiding who she was.

Rebeca's education was all done at a normie school. However, being from an outcast family and participating in a community of shapeshifters, she never felt the need to study in outcast-only institutions. She knew Nevermore's fame the respect and importance of the school, but her youthful curiosity was never awakened, and her family did not see the need to isolate the girl from the rest of the world.

As the conversation progressed, Artemis occasionally became the main topic. Calista told Rebeca how similar the girl was to Larissa, even though they were not mother and daughter. Upon seeing a photograph of the girl, Rebeca was stunned, and her endless list of questions made Calista retell her entire story with Larissa and Gaia. The possibility of Artemis being a chimera and having inherited Larissa's powers when shifters occur spontaneously excited Rebeca. She needed to report this discovery to the community.

Larissa and Calista were not opposed to disclosing the information but were concerned about the girl's reaction. Furthermore, Dr. Maina had yet to announce the results of the genetic tests. Rebeca understood all the issues surrounding this matter and promised not to take this matter to the shifter community until appropriate. Artemis should also agree. Still, she asked permission to share the information with her wife, and Calista and Larissa understood this partnership very well and allowed it.

The conditions that led to Artemis' shapeshifter inheritance allowed Calista and Larissa to ask Rebeca how her daughter's conception occurred. It was evident that all paths would lead to this subject sooner or later, and by the time Rebeca's story began, the three already felt comfortable talking about personal matters. As Calista was not a shifter, the basic knowledge of the species needed to be shared.

Rebeca began her story by recalling that a shapeshifter occurs spontaneously and, therefore, can be descended from normies or other outcasts. The fact that Artemis inherited this ability from Larissa and yet they are not mother and daughter is, until that moment, the only event known to Rebeca, and, therefore, both she and Dr. Maina are interested in the case.

Shifter knows their abilities from a very early age. Sudden mood swings or hormonal changes make them susceptible to an unintentional shift. That's how most people find out. And from the moment it occurs, the perception of oneself increases. A shapeshifter feels every part of your body. The discomforts, the pains, the pleasures are intensely felt. Therefore, it is common for the most marginalized individuals to use drugs and alcohol to numb. Neurodepressant medications can also be used and give the sensation of sensory loss. Calista remembered that Artemis couldn't feel her entire head when she needed to be anesthetized after the Christmas accident.

Once they know their abilities, simply contact the target for the shift to occur. The newer the shapeshifter is, the less control they have, and life energy is quickly drained. Therefore, it is common for shifter children to sleep more, feel hungrier, and prefer high-energy foods. In the case of Larissa and Artemis, hot chocolate is the primary source of energy replenishment, as Calista recalled.

It is with genetic material that the shapeshifter learns to transform into another person. But, the change is only superficial at first. Teaching the body to function and behave properly is necessary, so practice and observation of the target are essential. As the shifter transforms into the same person several times, the similarities become greater until there comes a time when it is impossible to distinguish one from the other. From then on, it is possible to change only one part of the body when shift control is total, as the intended anatomy is known.

Improving skills comes from constantly changing shape and studying anatomy and physiology. There are shapeshifters whose primary form is unknown since a new identity was created with the mastery of their abilities. These are the most assertive individuals; the path is more effortless for them. But in theory, all shapeshifters can change their real identity and maintain it for long periods.

It was during these studies that Rebeca and her wife discovered that they would be able to conceive a child themselves. However, she needed to transform into a man entirely, spend enough time in that form, and behave in a masculine way long enough for her body to learn to function like a male body. And it was precisely this information that caught Larissa and Calista by surprise.

The anatomical change that Larissa performed was superficial. Only a tiny part of her body changed; the rest was still her natural form. For Larissa to acquire the ability to impregnate Calista, she needed to learn how a man's body worked and not just a small part. That was the big challenge. Neither Calista nor Larissa had been sexually involved with men, so the total anatomical and physiological change brought a certain discomfort to both of them.

When Rebeca and her wife learned that this was how conception would occur, neither of them objected. They had already had relationships with men before, so this was not an impediment. Rebeca's wife demanded that she transform into someone completely unknown, and with that, Rebeca learned to modify her appearance, creating a totally new identity based on her physical characteristics.

Creating a new self for Larissa wouldn't be a problem because that's how she mastered the art of modifying just her genitals. However, she had never used her male form long enough to have sexual experiences. It was the first time Calista had heard this information, and her curiosity to know Larissa's male form was sparked. After all, it would still be Larissa. She saved this information for a time when the two were alone and turned her attention to Rebeca.

It was not necessary to have sexual intercourse for the body to acquire these abilities, Rebeca pointed out assertively. Masturbation as a man would teach the body, but the process would be slower. The performance of the sexual act would be a shorter path to total transformation. Only after acquiring complete anatomical and physiological knowledge of a male individual would Larissa be able to impregnate Calista using her natural form.

"I know the information causes strangeness and discomfort," Rebeca said at the end of the conversation. "But you need to know the whole process and be aware of what you must do to conceive a child of your own."

"We're in this together," Calista said, grabbing Larissa's hand and looking her in the eyes. "And we'll do whatever it takes together."

Before leaving, Rebeca passed on the contact details of some members of the shapeshifter community to Larissa and was available to help her join the group if she so desired. The community was receptive, and with Larissa running a school for outcasts, it would be easy to fit in without needing to involve her history with Artemis and Calista.

Calista wanted Larissa to form closer ties with other shifters and knew this support would also be necessary for her children. Larissa had a challenging childhood, being rejected by her prejudiced family and having to learn about herself alone, without help, and with almost no friends. Therefore, she promised Rebeca that Larissa would keep in touch with the other shifters and thanked her for her willingness to travel to Jericho to help them.

For Larissa, all of that was too much information. She was ecstatic. Now, she knew how to use her skills to get Calista pregnant, even if it might cause her embarrassment. The people who saw her male form didn't realize it was Larissa. Not even Morticia knew it, as Larissa had created this new identity when she attended university.

It had been years since Larissa had transformed into her male self; she had already forgotten what her body looked like with masculine features. Therefore, she preferred to have her first experiences alone. Calista understood this need. Of course, she would like to participate in the whole process. Of course, she was curious to see Larissa's male form, but she knew her beloved's limitations, insecurity, and self-consciousness. Thus, she accepted Larissa got used to her masculine self again before she could show it.

After Rebeca's visit, Dr. Maina contacted Calista to inform her that the genetic test results were ready. He wanted to reunite with her, Larissa, Artemis, and Gaia again to publicize them. But Calista didn't wish for the new meeting to occur at the Hospital again. She was already fed up with this hospital environment. So, Larissa suggested they meet at her office in Nevermore, and Dr. Maina was happy to accept the invitation.

On a weekend afternoon, when the students were free to visit the city, Dr. Maina arrived at the Academy and was welcomed by Larissa and Calista at the school doors. The time was chosen precisely to avoid the geneticist meeting with the students, preventing speculation about his visit from being made and preserving the privacy of Artemis and Gaia. Furthermore, Larissa would like to show the Nevermore facilities to the Doctor since it was his first visit.

The doctor was impressed with the school's infrastructure. The biology laboratory was what caught his attention the most. Larissa was a proud principal of her school and showed every corner of the buildings, telling about their history and talking about the students' curriculum. The painting and music rooms were also to Dr. Maina's liking as he was a profound lover of the arts. But it was the library that brought a broad smile from the doctor. The books covered diverse knowledge of the life and culture of the outcasts. Of course, there were volumes on the life sciences and normies, but that would be the case in any other library. Nevermore had a vast collection when it came to outcasts, and this did not go unnoticed in the doctor's eyes.

At the end of the visit, Larissa and Dr. Maina were arranging a master class for the beginning of the next academic year and the selection of the best students in the science area for an internship in his laboratory. Calista considered it another demonstration of Larissa's love and dedication to the school. She accompanied the two during the visit and saw nothing less than a passionate Larissa presenting Nevermore as a proud mother of a son; the favorable outcome came naturally.

After the visit, the three met with Artemis and Gaia in Larissa's office for a conversation and afternoon tea in front of the fireplace. Unlike in the last meeting between them, Artemis was now calm and confident. Her physical appearance was not changed, and the girl looked serene. However, she was anxious to hear the results of the exams — Dr. Maina was not a man to beat around the bush, so as soon as they were seated and before they had even helped themselves to tea, he opened the envelope that contained the information that the other four wanted to hear.

The genetic test demonstrated what the doctor already suspected. Artemis was a chimera and possessed the genetic material of Calista, the sperm donor, and Larissa. The percentage of Larissa's genetic material was insufficient for the two to have any degree of kinship. Still, the transferred genes were predominant and determined that Artemis's physical characteristics and shapeshifting ability were identical to Larissa's. The doctor also confirmed, among his contacts, that the donor was indeed a normie, as he previously identified himself.

The answer to Artemis's genetic makeup lay in Calista. In all ten eggs collected by Dr. Maina, Larissa's genes were observed in the same chromosomal patterns. However, there was genetic variability on Calista's part during her gamete formation. Larissa's genes continued to be present in the same positions and quantities. 

Thus, if they could conceive a child, it would have the same dominant characteristics presented by Artemis and Larissa. However, this new life would not be considered a chimera, as it would only have the genetic material of Calista and Larissa. Thus, there was a chance that some of Calista's genes would stand out over others of Larissa.

All of this information was familiar to them, so there was no surprise as the doctor detailed the results. The big question was how Larissa's genetics and Calista's imprinted eggs would influence the genetics of a possible future child. When asked about the process, the two said they were studying the possibilities, but neither wanted to mention Rebeca's visit.

Artemis was very excited about possibly having a brother or sister like her. For someone who spent much of her life feeling like she didn't have a place in the world, she now envisioned a life where she felt welcomed. Her mothers, although divorced, got along well. She and Larissa had created a bond of friendship and companionship beyond genetic similarities. And now there was the real chance of a sibling. The girl was over the moon.

With two critical visits in the first two weeks of the year, Calista can imagine the next few months would be busy. She and Larissa were now tasked with planning a wedding celebration and conceiving a child. For Calista, the wedding alone would be reason enough to make her nervous and anxious. Still, she saw a very confident and excited Larissa and knew she would have all the support she needed to deal with the coming changes.

Chapter 20 | Chapter 22

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Descendants Character List Part Two: VK's

Once again, a lot of characters so I apologize in advance. This is everyone born before the first Descendants movie. Characters who appear in the movies are not mentioned here.

Anastasia Tremaine & The Baker:

Anthony (Canon) - First mentioned in The Isle of the Lost. Technically, his father is unknown. Protective over his sister, mother, and Dizzy. 16

Liana (OC) - She's prone to getting sick and has trouble breathing, Anastasia believes she has asthma. 14.

Captain Hook:

Harriet (Canon) - Mentioned in The Isle of the Lost. Took the mother role for her siblings and is perpetually tired. 19

Calista Jane "CJ" (Canon) - First seen in Wicked World. A wild card and a pirate at heart. 14.

Claude Frollo:

Cedric Frollo (OC) - Would risk his life for his sister. 19

Claudine Frollo (Canon) - Mentioned in The Isle of the Lost. 17

Clayton:

Warren (OC) - 19

Caleb (OC) - 19. No, he is not twins with Warren.

Wyatt (OC) - 18

Clay (Canon) - 17. First mentioned in the books. Does not get along with his brothers.

Dr. Facilier:

"Freddie" Francesca (Canon) - First seen in Wicked World. I gave her the full name Francesca. 16

Drizella Tremaine:

All OC's excluding Desiree, though it is canon that there are Evil Step-Granddaughters

Delaney - Has no idea who her father is, and is apart of Cedric's crew. 19

Danielle - 17

Devyn - She joined Uma's crew to escape her grandmother. 15.

Desiree - Canonically on Uma's pirate crew. I just gave her parents. Her father is Gaston. 14

Darcy - Was the twin to Diana. She passed away when she was 8 after an illness passed over the Isle.

Diana - Was the younger twin to Darcy, once she realized she was older than her sister. 13

Delilah - 13. Was born a few weeks before Darcy and Diana's first birthday.

Gaston:

Probably had many children running around the Isle. Girls who he hasn't claimed.

Gloria (OC) - Gaston only claimed her as she's one of the oldest children on the Isle. Laurette's daughter. Gloria helped to raise Gil. 19

Gaston Jr. (Canon) - First mentioned in The Isle of the Lost. Older twin to Gaston the Third. Mother is Claudette. 17

Gaston the Third (Canon) - First mentioned in The Isle of the Lost. Younger twin to Gaston Jr. Mother is Claudette. 17

Galina (OC) - Another daughter of an Isle woman, but this woman didn't try to get Gaston to claim Galina, and he never did. None of her siblings know of her existence. 15

Ginger (OC) - Her mother is an Isle woman who hoped that giving her a 'G' name would make Gaston claim her. This did not happen, but Giana and Gil found her and have tried to help her survive. 14

Giana (OC) - One of the few who Gaston has claimed, only so she can work in the house. Daughter of Laurette. 14.

Geneva (OC) - Claudette's daughter. She convinced Gaston to claim her. 7

Gabrielle (OC) - Daughter of Paulette. She was born deaf. Gloria took over caring for her after Paulette decided she no longer wanted to care for her. Gil is close with her. 4

Governor Ratcliffe:

James (OC) - 19

"Rick" Richard (Canon) - Mentioned in the books, I gave him the full name Richard. 18

Andrew (OC) - 13

Hades & Persephone:

"Hadie" Hayden (Canon) - Mentioned in Return to the Isle of the Lost. Technically, his canon mother has never been mentioned. 23

Morgana:

(All oc's)

Marina - 19. Her mother resents her, as Marina was her first-born yet looks nothing like her. Marina has two children herself, Saga (F, 3) and Zale (M, 1), and doesn't live with her mother. Instead, she, and Morten moved to the pirate village, with Mar eventually joining them.

Morten - 18. Also doesn't have a good relationship with his mother, but has a stronger call to the sea than he lets on. Has a child, Fisher (M, 1 month).

Morgan - 17. Looks the most like Morgana, all the way to having a greenish hue to her skin and white hair with pale pink. But her mother has put unrealistic pressure on her, and she wants to be free.

Mar - 16. Has a little girl named Neri (9 months)

Maxwell - 14

Marie - 13. Her mother tends to pass the younger four off to her to take care of.

Marnie - 12. She and Marie are nine months apart, and she helps Marie with the younger kids.

Murray - 11

Marko - 11

Marley - 9

Monika - 7

Makael - 4

Muireann - 3

Murchadh - 1

Meltem - 2 months

Mother Gothel:

Ginny Gothel (Canon) - Mentioned in the Isle of the Lost books. Friends with Diego de Vil. Might not actually be Mother Gothel's child. 15

Queen & King of Hearts:

Jacks (OC) - 18.

Scarlett (OC) - I suggest you run. 16

Spade (OC) - 14

Smee:

Sammy Smee (Canon) - Mentioned in the books. 18

The Stabbingtons:

Name: Sideburns and Patchy. All kids are OC's

Sean - Son of Sideburns. 18

Sadie - Daughter of Patchy. 18

Saul - Son of Patchy. 17

Sarah - Daughter of Sideburns. 17

Simon - Son of Sideburns. 15.

Yzma:

Zevon (Canon) - Seen in Wicked World. 17

Yzla (Canon) - Mentioned in The Isle of the Lost. 15.

Others:

Ophelia (OC) - The daughter of Monseuior D'Arque. 17

"Shy" Shyrailym - The daughter of Shan Yu. 17

Jonas (Canon) - One of the pirates in Uma's crew. 17

Big Murph (Canon) - Son of a pirate on Captain Hook's crew. 16

Hendrik (OC) - The son of the hunter from Snow White. 16

Diego de Vil (Canon) - First mentioned in The Isle of the Lost. Cruella's nephew. Friends with Ginny Gothel. 16.

"Hermie" Hermione Bing (Canon) - Mentioned in the books, I gave her the full name Hermione. Her dream is to escape her father's circus. 16.

Mad Maddy (Canon) - First mentioned in Return to the Isle of the Lost. Madam Mim's granddaughter. 16.

Bonny (Canon) - A pirate in Uma's crew. 15

Gonzo (Canon) - A pirate in Uma's crew. 15

Jade (Canon) - Mentioned in The Isle of the Lost. Daughter of Nasira, and is Jafar's niece. 15

Le Fou Deux (Canon) - Son of Le Fou and mentioned in the books. 15.

Eddie (Canon) - Son of Edgar, mentioned in the books. 14

Raina (OC) - Daughter of Rasputin. She does not have magic like her father, and is friends with Claudine. 14.

Reza (Canon) - First mentioned in The Isle of the Lost. He's the son of the former royal astronomer of Agrabah and Carlos' rival. 13

"Harry" Harold (Canon) - Son of Horace, one of Carlos' minions. First mentioned in The Isle of the Lost. 13

"Jase" Jason (Canon) - Son of Jasper, one of Carlos' minions. First mentioned in The Isle of the Lost. 13

Mable (OC) - One of Mad Maddy's sisters. 13

Arya (OC) - Daughter of the Hunter from Snow White, and Hendrik's little sister. 11

Hopefully this wasn't too chaotic, but this is also definitely not everyone on the Isle. If you have questions about any of the kids, feel free to ask! And if you have a suggestion for a villain with kids, I'd love to hear it.

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Hippolyta & Theseus

And why I love them...

So, I have watched the 1999 version of "A Midsummer Night's Dream" probably 20 times over the years. It was one of favorite movies when I was like 15 and those movies stay with a person. Anyway my favorite couple has switched almost every decade, like clockwork. First, it was Demetrius and Helena, for the messy blush of unrequited love, something wished and hoped for and, against all odds, obtained (if somewhat unrealistically and certainly magically, but hey, that just means fairies exist, so what's so bad about that?) <3 Plus Calista Flockhart was/is absolutely hilarious in this movie (oh, spite! oh hell! 😂) and Christian Bale was one of my first crushes. Pshaw, who is this Timothée Chalamet you all speak of? I know but one (1) Theodore Laurence and his name is Christian Bale 😍 Then, it was Lysander and Hermia, for the comedy of it all and the appeal of forbidden love and the way they aggravated poor Theoden King to the point that he was going to lock fair Hermia up in a nunnery (which forever amuses me as a metaphor for death), and the angst and excitement of persevering through Puck-induced magic tricks and hot jealousy and just listen, Dominic West and Anna Friel are fantastic in this, top tier at speaking and selling all those Shakespearean lines like they're totally normal in 1800s Tuscany. Like, really good. In a way that's not just fun to watch/listen to but also has you forgetting that oh yeah, they just went for that creative choice. Let's speak Shakespeare and ride bicycles. No irony about it (well for the most part - looking at you, Kevin Kline 😂) But here I am, changing my mind again...and this time, it's Theseus and Hippolyta who are claiming my whole heart <3 <3 <3 And not just because Sophie Marceau is a forever favorite or because I've only just realized that David Strathairn might be one of the finest actors of our time (seriously, what else did I miss while I was dismissing him as "oh you know, that guy from whatever"). Watching their scenes, I'm just so into it. Mature love portrayed in such a soft and delicate way. The amount that's unspoken is off-the-charts layered gorgeousness. The tiny moments between them. The micro glances, the mutual understandings, the realization that when they're in a group scene, it's still just them <3 AND THEY DANCE AT THE END 😍 Ughhhhhhh add to the OTP list, because I'm suddenly obsessed. Give it another ten years and I'll probably be all about Titania and Nick. But that's when we'll know I've gone too far...and you all have my full permission to smack me across the face and say "ma'am, stop that" 😂😂😂

But for now, it's Theseus & Hippolyta 4Ever <3

[shinysparklesapphires]

Wait did u ever make barisapph fankids or am I Insane and I just made that up inside my head

I did!

They’re twins named Calista and Diamond!

Both were spoiled heavily by their dad tbh

Diamond has sapphy’s hair color and baritones eye color and cal has baritones hair color and sapphys eye color!

Diamonds the older twin and he’s much more nervous and jumpy that Calista

Calista acts like her dad in the way that they’re both full of themselves (it’s ok sapphy still loves them both >_^)