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                        Holly Wilhelmina Ericsdottir            Daughter of Ariel & Eric [The Little Mermaid]

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Solo Para: The Phone Call

TW: Mentions of Self Harm

Avalon jumps when her phone starts ringing. The screen lights up with the dreaded name she doesn’t want to hear from. ‘Dad’. She debates just not answering, but that seems worse in the long run. Taking a deep breath, she picks up the phone and slides her thumb across the accept button.

“Hi, Dad. What’s up?” She says as she puts it up to her ear.

“I saw your new post on InstaRoyal. New hair?” Her dad sounds tense, it sets Avalon on edge. She’d known this was coming, but it still scares her.

Avalon takes a deep breath. “Yeah, I thought it was time for a change.”

“Sweetie, we talked about this.” The conversations play through her mind. The incessant need to be the perfect family drilled into her.

She takes a deep breath and keeps her voice even. “It’s just hair dye, dad. I’m nineteen. I think it’s okay if a nineteen year old princess dyes her hair once in her life.”

“You need to be respectable, Avalon,” he snaps.

“And I am.” Her voice tightens, but she takes a breath and puts a lid on her anger. “I had it done really well, and I’m going to take care of it so that it doesn’t fade weird.”

“What on earth possessed you to do it in the first place?”

Avalon shrugs, even though she knows he can’t see her. “It’s just been really stressful lately. I thought it would be something fun to do.”

Her father sighs loudly. “There had to be less permanent stress relief options.” She finally snaps, her anger bubbling over. “I could always cut myself. See if that gets your attention.”

“Avalon!”

“What? That’s what Holly did! Or did you not notice that either.” There’s a moment of silence on the phone before he responds, with a formulaic excuse he’s given countless times. “Your sister has serious mental health issues that she chooses not to address. You should not be following in her example.”

Avalon scoffs. “Are you telling me I’m not allowed to have serious mental health issues, Dad?”

“No, that’s not-”

“Holly’s issues are a direct result of your shitty parenting, Dad.” She’s on a roll now. It all comes tumbling out. “And so are mine. You’ve spent so long trying to make sure you had the perfect family, you never stopped to realize you fucked us all up in the process.”

Silence fills the air once more before her mother’s voice answers, “Avalon Miriam Ericsdottir, you will not speak to your father like this!”

Avalon laughs sarcastically. “I will speak to him however I damn well please. I am a grown adult. If you two can’t hear the truth, that’s on you.”

Her father’s voice comes back on the line. Of course, her mother ran instead of seeing the truth. “We never should’ve let Oakley transfer out there. He’s a bad influence on you too.”

She rolls her eyes and laughs. “Oakley? You really will just blame everything on us before you take an ounce of responsibility. I have green hair now, Dad. Deal with it.”

She hangs up the phone before he can get out another word. There will be hell to pay for this, but it’s worth it. Freedom comes at the price of her parent’s approval. She’s slowly learning to accept that fact. This is just the first step.

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Audrey: We could be killed!

Willa: I doubt it

Holly: Or worse, Ben could give us another lecture about responsibility

Chad: I'd rather die

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Anonymous requested: “❇ (the Hogwarts one) Holly, Hannah, Grace, James, Biana, Stina, Ben, Maelona” (Stina has not been sorted and refuses to be at this time)

❇: A MOODBOARD BASED ON THE MUSE’S HOGWARTS HOUSE COLORS

                                Holly Ericsdottir + Slytherin

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Nico: So what's it like being Holly's sister?

Avalon: One time I asked for a cup of water while she was mad at me and she brought a glass of ice and said "wait"

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@ask-forgotten-sibling || continued

“Trust me, I’m not funny.”

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@ask-forgotten-sibling || continued

“Boredon? Lightening up? I doubt it.

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Double Solo Para: Siren’s Friend

Nova bites her lip as she wanders down the hall, seeing an open door and approaching, knocking lightly. “Excuse me?”

“What?” The redhead inside looks up, unimpressed. “Is there something you need?”

“Sorry, I just... I got lost,” Nova admits nervously. “Is it just me or are all the halls in the dorm buildings identical looking?”

“It’s not just you, I’ve been saying that for a while. Why me?”

“Your door was open... I can find someone else if you’re busy.”

The other girl pauses, midway through painting a nail, and shrugs. “Whatever. I’m Holly.”

“Nova, it’s a pleasure,” she answers with a smile. “Uh. Where’s room 325?”

“You’re on the wrong side of the building,” Holly answers with a laugh. “C’mon, I’ll take you that way.”

Nova smiles. “Thank you. I don’t know how anyone finds anything around here, there’s just... so much, y’know?”

“Yeah, I get it, this place can be kind of confusing. So, real-world transfer or Auradonian?”

“Real-world transfer. Nothing special, just a girl from a mountain town in Nevada. What about you?”

Holly’s face sours slightly. “Princess Holly Ericsdottir of Seaside.”

“Oh, ohmygosh I’m so sorry. I had no idea.” Nova pauses. Should she curtsy? She has no idea.  “I really didn’t mean any offense, I just had no idea. My hometown is... actually pretty cut off from everything.”

Holly looks at her and nods slowly, shrugging. “It’s fine. I’m used to it anyways.”

“Oh, that’s awful. I’m sorry you go through that. People could learn to be nicer, in any case.”

“...thanks, Nova,” Holly says, and the pair lapses into silence for a minute. Then, Holly adds, “So, a mountain town? Must be gorgeous.”

“It is. But, a bit landlocked. Seaside sounds...”

“Dull? I was never one for the water,” Holly admits with a chuckle. “I guess that to someone from somewhere like Nevada might find it nice, though.”

“I guess we all get tired of the views of where we were born,” Nova says. “That’s kinda why I like the stars. Since we don’t really go out there like that. It’s a strange, unexplored sort of beauty.”

Holly pauses and nods. “I never thought of it like that, but you’re entirely right. Here you are,” she adds abruptly as they arrive at Nova’s room.

“Thank you, so much,” Nova says with a grin. “I’m sorry I interrupted you.”

“No, it’s fine. Uh... if you ever need help around, let me know. I don’t have the greatest reputation, so I don’t know if you wanna be seen with me, but I’d be happy to help.”

“I’ll let you know,” Nova answers with a smile. “Thank you again, Holly.”

“Anytime. See you around.”

“Bye!” Nova heads into her room and Holly pauses, shaking her head to herself before heading back to her room.

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Solo Para: Monster

The secret side of me, I never let you see I keep it caged but I can’t control it

Holly pushes through the crowds, getting away from Nico as fast as she can. She’s not okay, she’s known that, she’s been feeling... angrier all day. And the last thing she’d ever want, down to her core, is for him to ever see that.

And she doesn’t know why this is happening. Sure she’s been through a lot that makes her angry but she’s always been able to hold it in... until now, for some reason.

So stay away from me, the beast is ugly I feel the rage and I just can’t hold it

Angry. What a funny way of putting it, when you think about it. So simple, so... underwhelming to the situation. A little sister who does everything in her power to be better than her. An older sister who was doted on. Parents who forget her own name.

No, Holly isn’t really “angry”, to say she was angry was to heavily understate how she felt. It was a dark, nasty truth hidden in her, but she was much more than “angry”.

It’s scratching on the walls, in the closet, in the halls It comes awake and I can’t control it

She reaches the Enchanted Lake and is almost surprised that she doesn’t find Zenevieva here. Oh well.

She can figure out how to channel her rage in her own pretty little ways, can’t she? After all... she’s not technically a Caribbean mermaid, but who’s to say she can’t pick up some of the details? Maybe not cannibalism. But... Holly’s head is pounding, swimming with the ideas and whispers.

Hiding under the bed, in my body, in my head Why won’t somebody come and save me from this, make it end?

Wait, a small voice inside her whispers, barely discerned from the rest of it. What am I suggesting?

What would Nico and Xavier think? Where are Nico and Xavier?

...who are they to tell her what to do?

I feel it deep within, it’s just beneath the skin I must confess that I feel like a monster

As suddenly as the whisper of her mind arguing with her had appeared, it was gone. Holly’s mind turns back to those angry voices... wanting vengeance, promising to help her make it hurt, promising to handle the problem once and for all... inadvertently making her skin crawl.

It’s a thrilling feeling, she realizes... the idea of doing something so horrible to anyone, much less her own parents, it’s giving her chills... good ones. She could do it. It’d be so easy...

I hate what I’ve become, the nightmare’s just begun I must confess that I feel like a monster

A cold smirk finds itself on her face. It wasn’t just easy to consider... it was an easy choice. She’d finally be free of the family who never wanted her-- never loved her-- the only family she needed was Xavier and Nico... and who needed family who didn’t need her? They wouldn’t even be missed...

So easy, so pretty... just the idea. Holly Ericsdottir would never be in a sibling’s shadow ever again. She wouldn’t even have to use that stupid last name anymore... what would she even begin to change it to? She can think of a couple of options... but, one step at a time, she corrects herself, straightening up and now returning to the school.

She has a lot of ground to cover before she can abandon her last name.

(Song: “Monster”, Skillet)

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Flashback Solo Para: What’s in Your Head?

TRIGGER WARNINGS: PHYSICAL ABUSE, SELF-HARM, GORE, VIOLENCE, KIDNAPPING, MENTAL ABUSE, EMOTIONAL ABUSE, JUST... FUCK, MAN

The five-year-old skips along through the streets of town, going to her and her mommy’s favorite bakery in Corona to get a snack. Mommy and daddy were busy with royal things anyways and when the babysitter put Ruby down for a nap Hannah had stubbornly snuck out to get something to eat.

She jumps through a hopscotch game some girls had set up and waves with a happy smile as she carries on her path... when she rounds the corner and bumps into the man.

His face is obscured by his hood but she’s not worried. Sometimes people just liked being mysterious. “I’m sorry!”

“That’s all right, no harm done. You’re the little princess, aren’t you? What are you doing out here on your own?”

“I’m big.” Hannah Cassandra Fitzherbert crosses her arms and holds her head up.

He chuckles. “Of course you are. Do you think you can help me? I bet you know all the ways out of town. I just came over the bridge and I was looking for another way back besides the main bridge.”

“Uh-huh! This way!” Without a second thought, Hannah leads him off to a place she knows with a much smaller and older bridge back off Corona’s little island.

As they reach it, Hannah smiles. “All right. Here you are, mister! It was nice meeting you!”

But before she can run back home, he grabs her wrist tightly, and she looks at him, confused... growing scared when she can’t pull away. “Uh, excuse me, I need to go--”

He smirks, and her heart falls. He pulls her in and covers her mouth before she can scream, in one swift motion his cloak is off and she’s bundled in it... gone in a blink.

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“Please. Please, I’m telling you, I don’t have magic,” whimpers the seven-year-old, looking down and crying.

He smacks her, hard, but doesn’t say anything. Because he’s said it so often the past two years. He doesn’t believe her. Hannah sniffles, looking down and crying harder, only for him to yank her head upwards to look at him as he sneers. “It’s going to get easier for you, blondie, if you’ll just heal yourself and show me how it works.”

And with that he slashes his knife down her arm, scraping a patch of her skin right off, and she yelps in pain and cries.

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She’s missing teeth. Not baby teeth. She’s bruising and she thinks he broke her leg... not to mention, the ten-year-old adds dryly to herself, that he’d stabbed her and left her for dead.

Hannah wasn’t going to make it through this. She wasn’t going to see mommy, daddy, or Ruby ever again. She wasn’t going to grow up and run away. No.

No, ten-year-old Hannah Cassandra Fitzherbert, princess of Corona, was going to die, alone, and never be found, in the place she’d watched her life get torn apart from the inside out.

Her breathing rattles. But then to her surprise... the door bursts open, and daylight pours in. Except, it’s not him.

It’s Carter, her best friend when she was a child... or so she thinks. They’ve both grown up since way back then. And he’s followed by the captain of the guards and... and this can’t be real.

Delusion from the blood loss, she decides, as she closes her eyes.

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She wakes up three weeks later, in a hospital in Corona... and there’s mommy and daddy. The boy who rescued her... and a girl, a girl Hannah doesn’t recognize at first.

But then she realizes... they’ve both gotten bigger, after all. It’s Ruby. It’s her sister, it’s mommy and daddy and Ruby and Carter and--

“Is this real?” She croaks out, and mommy looks up and immediately peppers her with kisses as daddy takes her hand.

And it’s real. It’s real, it’s happening.

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But it’s not okay. When Hannah finally goes back home, Ruby’s leading her around it all again when a loud crash echoes down the hall and Hannah cries out in panic.

Because it’s not home and it’s not her family and it’s not safe. It’s back there and it’s him and he’s angry and she’s in danger. She can’t breathe, she can’t get away, all she can do is curl up and cry and--

But then she hears daddy’s voice. She doesn’t know how long it’s been, but Hannah takes a deep breath suddenly, looking up at him and wiping her tears away. Back home, back to her family... back to safe.

Not okay. Not going to be okay for a while.

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At fifteen, Hannah Cassandra Fitzherbert has changed.

Being blonde got her taken away. So her hair’s purple.

Being a princess made her an easy target. So she wears all black and spikes and other gothic details.

Leaving the palace had led directly to trouble. So she doesn’t go out.

Going anywhere without her family was why she’d made a bad decision. So she’s always with her parents or her sister.

But it hurts.

Everything just builds and builds in her head and she just wants it out, just wants--

Carter walks in one day to find her slitting her wrist.

He takes charge of the situation... never once telling her family. Simply taking precautions to keep her from trying again... or worse. And then he takes her out to town.

Even though she’s scared, he saved her life. She follows him. And he takes her to a tattoo parlor in town. He’d spoken to her parents, there was already a waiver signed and ready. She doesn’t know what he told them... but he promised he wouldn’t tell them what he saw.

So Hannah gets her first tattoo. Something simple and small to start... even after five years of worse, somehow, she’s scared of her first tattoo hurting.

Five small black tally marks, across the scar left by her last attempt. A reminder.

Five small white tally marks on the other wrist. A promise.

Her first big tattoo matches with Carter. A rainbow heart puzzle piece (him) and the rainbow colors missing a heart in the center (her), with the words “I will follow you” (him, across the top) and “into the dark” (her, across the bottom).

It gets easier... and it helps. Hannah stops harming herself. Hannah starts feeling ready to try living again.

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So before she knows it, she’s at Auradon Prep again. All her childhood friends... but she doesn’t know them, not anymore. And they don’t know her. It’s not easy fitting back in.

So she takes it one day at a time. Hannah makes great friends with her roommate, Isabella, who becomes her greatest confidant and... one of the only people who makes her feel safe without the slightest trace of judgement or question.

One of the first people to help Hannah feel... normal, again.

Then she meets Hollis. From the instant they speak to each other she knows that they’ve seen their own fair share of shit. And it’s not right... it’s...

She wants to help them. And anyone else... who feels like the two of them do. Anyone else who just seems... stuck, in their own mind. Because god knows Auradon’s not great at this.

So they create Works in Progress. A promise to try and make things better... for everyone.

And, of course, there’s Hakon. A pain in the ass that she can’t seem to get rid of... and it’s not like she’s trying too hard. He’s amusing, what can she say? Even when he’s annoying.

Plus, she has his permission to slap him! He’s great! Even if he calls her “buttercup”. He’s a drama queen anyways.

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She and Ruby get into a fight. Hannah’s not even sure she remembers over what anymore. It feels stupid.

But Hannah spirals. Badly. She destroys the mural she’d been working on in her room, ruining Ruby’s face within it before realizing she couldn’t take it. Holly, Ruby, the stares she still felt...

Hannah Cassandra Fitzherbert ran into the woods, planning to never be found again. Just a half-hearted attempt at a note to tell Izzy not to worry, besides the fact Izzy was on house arrest and couldn’t go after her...

...but Hakon could, and he did.

When night fell, she’d panicked. She was lost and it was dark... and all she had were the clothes on her back, nobody was going to find her, and it was cold... but he found her.

Hakon hadn’t dragged her back. Had just sat with her until she was calm before taking her back to AP.

It was the first time she realized... that maybe, just maybe, she could have someone who genuinely... cared for her like that. But she doesn’t say anything. She doesn’t know if she wants to be in love.

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But she is. And so is he. He’s so flustered when he asks her on their first date and she’s in such shock that Izzy almost has to answer for her. It’s so embarrassing and just... insane.

Then their first date and he spoils her, and cares for her and for the first time she’s not scared of trying. For the first time she’s ready to give it her all.

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For the first time in her life, Hannah Cassandra Fitzherbert fucking fights back.

Because Homecoming was not supposed to go this way. This witchy little bitch wasn’t going to spell away her boyfriend, Holly fucking Ericsdottir was not going to fuck up this night, hell to the no.

So she, Ruby, and Izzy go back in to fight. But they get paralyzed before... to her shock, Ruby heals them. Ruby makes them able to fight off the gas and... and oh god, Ruby has mom’s magic hair and Hannah wants to panic...

But she can’t, not now. So she gets onstage and squares up to Sarah... winning, in the end, to her surprise. Because she’s never been strong. Never been tough, never been a fighter. But she had to.

And she’ll do it again,

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Hannah put so much effort into her recovery. She’d even bleached her hair for a while. But when November comes around she realizes she’s not ready, dyes her hair back and cuts it again, trying to ready herself for the day of.

Nothing she did could prepare her for what would happen. Painting a mural in the art room when he comes in behind her... dragging her back into the woods, because he wants Ruby... but she’s the easy target.

A trade. Hannah’s world is upside down and she doesn’t know how to breathe when Hakon arrives with what looks like Ruby. And she cries, tries to tell them not to do this, but as she makes the approach...

She sees under the cloak, and it’s Eira.

It’s not Ruby.

But he saw her relief, he’d grabbed her and Eira and... Hakon tries to defend her, only to get stabbed instead.

Eira freezes through her kidnapper’s heart and... and that’s over. He’s gone... it’ll never happen again.

But Hakon... Hannah sobs, shakily, as she cradles his body, pressing a final kiss against his lips.

And to her surprise, he wakes up.

True love’s kiss. Works every time.

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She wasn’t okay, not by a long shot but... Hakon was getting better, recovering in the hospital. And really?

Hannah Cassandra Fitzherbert is ready to try again.

She’s ready to be strong. Somehow.

[ask-forgotten-sibling]

Hi! I don't believe we've met? I'm Lonnie, it's nice to meet you!

Holly Ericsdottir. Hello, Lonnie. Don’t know how you can be on friendly terms with so many of the other royals and yet not know me, but it’s all right. How can I help you?

[incorrectaskstorykidshq]

Melody: It's family moments like these I'll never forget.

Avalon/Holly/Oakley/Arthur: With a good therapist, hopefully I will.

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Murder

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Aphrodite: Did someone drop you on your head as a baby?!

Holly: Bold of you to assume I was held.