#rae of sunshine [ raegan ]

[definitelynuwonhere]

Holyshit I drew again

Meet: Raegan ‘Tank’ Collins-Shaw everyone, my first ever listener oc.

They are a poet (OK YES THIS IS THE RESULT OF THE HAIKU SHIT, THE BALL ROLLED, I FOLLOWED)

BUut yeah, random tidbits abt them:

-Only goes by ‘Rae’ unless they did something stupid and gets a talking from Marie

-Sam affectionately calls em “My Rae of sunshine” when they get so excited for an idea and bounce on their seat

-Is a Lefty

[dmercer91]

i’m thinking since you said she was like a ball of sunshine maybe her name can be raven or raegan or smth?? and everyone just calls her rae like ray of sunshine

ouuuu i like raegan!!

nick 100% starts calling her sunshine

[conduitandconjurer]

@griefgifted​

     “....something’s wrong....”

To hear those words coming from Klaus’s lips--Klaus, the lackadaisical, Klaus, the professional chillaxer--quickens the pulse. But he’s alone right now, soaking in the bath after a particularly long day at the crisis center, when something in the pit of his gut tightens...alongside an urgent buzzing in his brain.  

Call it newly developed parental intuition; call it the side-effect of fusing his soul with a telepathic being.  But something is wrong with Raegan, or Nathan, or both.  Something unusual, like the first sour taste of a favorite food. 

He rises quickly, splashing water on the tiles, hastens to towel-dry and pulls on the nearest pair of fitted sweatpants.  

He rushes from the bathroom, in search of either kid, or both. 

[griefgifted]

Lost Girl Aesthetic / Raegan

[radiationgroove]

☆ (I'm on mobile so I don't have a cool star to send but I still wanna know about your character!!)

(No worries, lovely)

It’s no secret that Raegan and Benny are a Thing™, but she adores the rest of the Chairmen just as strongly. Swank is like the brother she never had, and Tommy Torini feels more like a parent than either of her biological parents ever did. When Rae is on the Strip she spends most of her time at the Tops. It just feels right.

[embcldens]

。· . ˙ ☀ ⌈ addison rae + cis female + she/her ⌋ yo , have you meet that POGUE , finley bauer , yet ? — no ? well , to give you a little heads up before you do , they’re a TWENTY year old , ZOOLOGY COLLEGE STUDENT & N.E.S.T VOLUNTEER , and have been living in coston for EIGHT YEARS . since i’ve known them , they’ve reminded me of FRECKLES DUSTED ACROSS THE BRIDGE OF YOUR SUNKISSED NOSE , TOUSLED SEA SALT HAIR , A BRIGHT SMILE ETCHED ACROSS YOUR LIPS THAT COULD GIVE THE SUN A RUN FOR ITS MONEY , BEFRIENDING EVERY ANIMAL YOU COME ACROSS , NIGHTS SPENT UNDERNEATH THE CLEAR STAR FILLED SKY & THE SUNS WARMTH AGAINST YOUR SKIN . usually they’re quite EFFLUGENT & DRIVEN but just make sure you keep an eye out for them around town because i heard can be quite CRITICAL & FERVID as well so here’s hoping they aren’t the ones to undo this whole peace pact they have going on this summer . but just between you & me , i kinda hope it all falls apart . the rivalry keeps this whole boring town interesting .

hello , hello , hello !! i’m bronny ( the admin ) , i’m 23 , i’m from new zealand & to say that i’m excited about opening this place back up again & being able to write my lil sunshine girl finley again would be an UNDERSTATMENT !!!  i won’t ramble on about me though bc this intro turned out far longer than i meant it to ( is anyone surprise ? no ... just like finley i too ramble on forever for 0 reason ) so without further ado ... here is finley raegan bauer !!

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BACKGROUND

from the moment finley bauer was born , animals have been at the epicentre of her life . you see , finley bauer was born on march 25th 2000 in durban , south africa to charlotte and ragnar bauer . both of who have dedicated their lives to researching , rehabilitating & preserving the wildlife of africa . charlotte bauer worked for a rehabilitation centre for turtles & ragnar bauer worked as a ranger in kruger national park . so it was no surprise that finley followed in both of their footsteps when it came to their love of animals . animals to finley , no matter how big or small , were ( and still are ) the most special and precious creatures in the world and should be looked after no matter what . it was the first thing she ever really understood and the first thing her parents taught her .

throughout her childhood , finley lived a life many may have envied for one reason or another . for the most part , she had lived with her mother in st lucia where she spent the majority of her free time with her mother at the turtle sanctuary she worked at learning and helping in any way she could . but once the school holidays rolled around … finley traveled the 5 hour journey up to kruger national park to spend the weeks with her father . those , if she was being honest , were her favourite moments of all time . she was only quite young but her father allowed her to not only go on tour after tour with him but she was even allowed to witness some of the most heart warming scenes of the rehabilitation of many animals that had been injured by poachers . it was moments like that , that really cemented in her from an early age about what she wanted to do in life . all she wanted was to be able to help animals in the way her parents did and there was nothing that was going to stop her and becoming a wildlife vet was exactly how she was going to do it .

but at the age of twelve , finley’s life was moved half way across the world due to her mother getting a new job — one in her home town of coston , north carolina . if finley had it her way , she would have stayed with her dad . moving from sous africa , her home , was the last thing she wanted to do but both her parents agreed that kruger national park wasn’t the best place to raise a child so finley swapped her life in south africa for one in coston , north carolina in the united states .

it was an adjustment to say the least . moving to a new town was hard enough to begin with but throw in a small town where everybody knows everybody & a slightly odd pre-teen with a different accent and it makes it even harder . but finley tried to make the best out of a not so great situation , after all if there was one thing that finley bauer was it was adaptable . her parents always thought she was one of the most laidback energetic kids they’d ever known . she had that seemed to last for hours on end and was open to just about anything in the world — something of which they said was a blessing and a curse because adaptable may be something finley is but trouble would have to be the word that describes her perfectly . no matter what , trouble seemed to find her and she seemed to find trouble . which may have been one reason why it wasn’t all that long before finley fell in step with the pogues like she’d been there from the beginning . south africa may always be home to finley but coston quickly became one of her favourite places in the world once she started to settle in .

not much changed throughout her teen years . she was still getting up to mischief , still exploring the world around her and most importantly , still working towards becoming a wildlife vet . not once did the promise she made to her father when she was only 6 years old waiver . it was just about the only thing she took deadly serious in her life . between studying and signing herself up for beach cleans , volunteering for N.E.S.T every year when it came to laying and hatching season , advocating for not only animal rights but human rights as well , it was any wonder that she did find time to be dragged into pogue shenanigans . but somehow she did because the pogues quickly became like a second family to her . she would do anything for any one of them .

which was why once college came around finley found it so hard to leave . she’d thought leaving south africa was hard , but leaving coston and the pogues behind for college ? she had never remembered crying so hard . all she could do was remind herself that this was what she wanted . she wanted to go to college . she wanted to study zoology so she could get into veterinary school . because without it , her dream of helping save wildlife would never come true . plus , it wasn’t like she’d never see them again . she’d only applied for a college on the main land that had an outstanding reputation in science fields , which meant her friends and mum were only a ferry ride away from her if she ever got homesick . it was almost like she’d never left .

PERSONALITY & EXTRAS

a pogue but could also cross over into kook territory if she REALLY wanted to , but this just in : she doesn’t want to . she , her mum and her mum’s boyfriend who’s been living with them for the past 6 years all live on the outskirts of town in a nice little comfortable 2 story home . the bauer family is nowhere near struggling but they’re nowhere near able to live in figure 8 .

a literal ball of energy . has a hard time keeping still . you’ll catch her leg bouncing if she sits for longer than 5 minutes but it’s fine !! give her a little prod and she’ll give you a lil sheepish smile before quitting it …… until about 3 seconds later

v bubbly v friendly . will talk to just about anyone if they don’t give off dodgy vibes . basically just a lil ray of sunshine .

one of the most laidback people you’ll meet . planning isn’t really her thing , she’s a go with the flow kinda gal !! has been caught saying , it’ll be right far too many times in her life even when things have in fact not been right in the end .

will give just about anything a go . believes that an oops is better than a what if . which is exactly why she’s gotten in trouble more times than anyone can count .

loyal to a fault !! will have the back of anyone she loves till she dies . once you have finley on your side , there’s no getting rid of her . she’d kill for the people she loved .

i say she’d kill for the people she loved …. but she really is more on the pacifistic side of things . but at the end of the day , she would fight someone if that was the only thing left to do . she’s kind up to a point . she’s friendly up to a point . she’s helpful up to a point . she’s no doormat that people can walk over .

not that one may ever think that finley bauer was a doormat . because she ? she can be loud ! she can make her opinion heard ! if she doesn’t like something , she’ll say it outright . she can have a real mouth on her .

you’d think she’d be vegan but …. no . the only thing she doesn’t eat is red meat but everything else ? she calls it her personal downfall . but she does try to keep her meat intake down to a minimum . she just has a weakness for seafood okay , no one is more sorry than her . she’ll only eat it if it’s sustainably sourced though so that’s 1 thing

wears a necklace 24/7 that has an elephant pendant that she got from her father for her 10th birthday .

has a big cats paw print ribcage tattoo on her left side ( this position but ... a paw print )

judges people on how they treat animals and how animals react to them . she will immediately distrust you if you don’t like animals .

has an australian shepherd called rafi aka rafiki  ( originally was named scout but she wasn’t having that ) when he was only 2 and she 15

wants to eventually specialise in big cats ( lions , cheetahs , etc. ) or elephants but she has MANY years to figure that out

will watch every nature / wildlife documentary in the world even though she knows they’ll make her cry like a little baby 

is fluent in afrikaans but since limited people in the world actually speak it she .... only sometimes speaks it with her family  

has a south african accent ( example )

CONNECTIONS

to keep this from being any longer , you can find my wanted connections page here & my wanted connections tag here !!

alrighty , that’s it !! if you made it all the way through that ... you’re a real one bc PHEW it got long . i cannot wait to get to plotting with you all so pls , if anything catches your eye and you wanna plot ? just hit that lil heart & i’ll come crawling otherwise just slide on into my dms on here or on discord ( which i kind prefer if we’re being honest here ) !!

[conduitandconjurer]

⭐⭐⭐⭐ Also for Rae and Klaus bc I want more content about my favorite queer mum and daughter duo ❤️

After Klaus more fully masters his powers, he uses his authority over ghosts that share his environment to more gently cohabit with and exorcise them. One of the things he learns to do is hold meditation sessions on Tuesdays in the living room, with any ghosts who happen to be passing through. When Klaus meets and adopts Raegan, he transfers these interests to a morning ritual in which the pair of them meditate and do yoga, then rehydrate with chai tea and water. They haven't broken the habit in over a year, save on holidays.

Klaus considers Rae his most emotionally intelligent child. She is capable of insight and sensitivity that her siblings lack, and if her mum is going to show his vulnerability or his worry in front of one of his kids, it will be her.

Klaus is secretly terrified that one day Rae will ask him (as she did once before) to conjure or even resurrect her birth parents. Part of this is due to his knowledge of just how excruciating the process of death and resurrection is; he doesn't want that for her or for her loved ones, and he knows she will only want more of what she cannot necessarily have. But part of it is more selfish, a fear that if they return to her life, she will no longer need her adoptive parents. He has disclosed this to no one but his husband. This may be an especial fear because Rae was the first child to call him "mum," convincing Nathan and Journey to follow suit, and Rae has referred to him as the "matriarch" and "heart" of his new family. Rae is the first to define him as something more than a medium who passively accepts the control of ghosts and death.

Klaus and Rae go on "girl time" dates, usually to get their hair and/or nails done. It's one of his favorite pastimes and more than once it has helped keep him sober when he has been tempted to use.

[conduitandconjurer]

"Hey, mum! Can I braid your hair?" Rae pokes her head into the room with a crooked grin. "C'mon, it'll be fun. I've been watching Brad Mondo videos for two hours and I have a need." (griefgifted ❤️)

Klaus coos, instantly enchanted by the idea.

"Yeahh, yeaaaah, babe! Like that Instagram influencer, Ghosthoney."

He juts a hip and scoffs.

"He's totally stalking me. Although I gotta hand it to him, he's tried bootie shorts with tall socks and I've not yet ventured there."

Down he flings himself, onto the nearest sprawl-worthy item of furniture. Long slim fingers comb through his curls in an attempt to lengthen them as much as possible.

"Work your magic. With some music, maybes?"

[conduitandconjurer]

🍷 (griefgifted, from Rae bc I'm evil)

Send 🍷 to encounter my muse completely drunk (closed).

Having only banished Nathan from the room moments earlier, Klaus witnesses Raegan's entrance into the bottle-littered room with genuine horror. Hazy eyes widen. He tries and fails terribly to walk a steady line to the door. In his panic he nearly slams it in Rae's face. He blinks, wobbles, and half-sits, half-falls, on the arm of the library couch.

It's perhaps telling that he didn't go somewhere especially secret to get absolutely plastered; a healthy part of him wanted to get caught. Just not by one of his kids.

The one who gave him signed adoption papers and changed her surname to Hargreeves.

Ah, Jesus! Fake it! Fake it somehow, you worthless dipshit.

The medium sniffs, and crosses one long limber leg over the other. A wiggle of the foot on the ankle is (he thinks) a nice, feigned touch of the casual.

"Sssso, sunshine. Whass." A pause. Work on that slur, idiot. "What's. Up."

Damn. I need breath spray. Shit, fuck. Act natural. She's smart.

[conduitandconjurer]

❗"Do you want to have another kid because we're grown up and you want the chance to have children who are really yours to raise?" (griefgifted)

Send ❗ and a question for an honest answer (accepting)!

Klaus tries to disregard the sting of Raegan having to ask the question to begin with. After he's gone against all his natural coping techniques, his bad habit of bailing on situations of tension and drama, to create a homestead that is warm and loving and unquestioningly accepting, it's frustrating that the idea of having a biological baby with a surrogate (if a loom can be termed as such) could call all his efforts into question.

And maybe that, more than anything else, is what rattled him during last night's family meeting over sundaes. The feeling of, don't you know by now how much I treasure you?

"If I tell you 'It's complicated,' will you listen to my whole answer?"

He studies his daughter's face, somewhere between hurt and eager to comfort. The latter wins out; it does because, even if he doesn't realize it, Klaus is a good mother.

"The idea started when Jo said she wanted a little sister or brother. What grew out of it....hubs and I had a bunch of scattered conversations, and, well, I. Was depressed at the time, that...you and Nathan had been through so much shit, and we couldn't have known you younger, and been your parents longer. And then, I admit, we were both...because of our own baggage...insecure about how we were doing as parents. And I thought...maybe you two would get married, go off, have your own life, someday. Someday sooner than I had expected. And the idea came up, that....if the nest was gonna be empty soon, especially with how quickly Jo's, like, advancing....maybe we should have another baby to offset me obsessing over you two just bein' normal adults who move on." He takes her hands, and pushes his face into her temple. "But that doesn't make Jo, or this new baby, more 'really ours to raise,' than you, or Nathan. I wish I'd had you longer, but you are mine so much that I would kill or die for you. You are mine. I look at you and I think 'my daughter.' I don't think 'my adopted daughter,' just 'my daughter.' There is not one thing about you that is deficient, that I think a new baby will freakin' 'make up for.' You are perfect as you are. Like, think about where I came from. I don't know shit about my biological mother. Adoption is MAJORLY legit to me. If I hadn't been adopted I wouldn't know ANY of my siblings, and I LOVE my siblings."

He pauses, drags a hand down his face, groans at his own long-winded yammering.

"Please tell me this makes sense to you."

[griefgifted]

Break my character's heart: Your mum is dead. (to Rae)

Raegan is silent for what seems to her to be hours. In reality, only seconds pass as her entire world comes crashing down around her ears.

She's no stranger to loss, and yet the pain that tears through her is raw and fresh as if she were fifteen years old again, being told her parents were never coming home.

Something inside her fractures, and a sob claws its way up her throat, a broken, grieving cry falls from her lips. Her knees feel weak, and its all she can do to support herself against the nearest wall.

"No. You're wrong. You're wrong! You have to be wrong. He can't be-- he can't! You don't know him, he wouldn't-- He promised! He promised we'd be a FAMILY!"

[conduitandconjurer]

“Just because you gave me a place to stay, it doesn’t mean you know anything about me.” (from Rae for the ANGST)

The words lance a tidy hole in Klaus's chest. But he pays no heed to the ghosts that swarm the periphery of his vision, forcing him, wittingly or no, to pay vigil on death, and only death. He instead sits forward in the creaky wooden chair he's pulled up to Rae's bed. He takes her hands and studies them. They're small, and they're cold with nerves, and they probably haven't changed much since she was fifteen and lost her real mom and dad.

So he bears witness to life as well, and kisses the knuckles of these little hands.

"Yeah, you're right....! So maybe, couldja teach me?"

[griefgifted]

💧⁈

"Baby--" Rae wipes her face messily on her sleeves, but abandons the attempt and holds her arms out for him instead.

"It's so stupid... I was thinking about Christmas, about what I was gonna get Klaus and the Doctor and-- I miss my parents. I miss them so much." She dissolves into tears again, hiding in his chest.

[conduitandconjurer]

“It’s my turn to take care of you.” (griefgifted from Rae)

Klaus stares at the empty bottle of cheap cooking wine. He's not sure what repulses him more: the fact that he drank it or the fact that, over years of benders, he's developed such a tolerance to booze that he's barely tipsy.

He's sitting on the floor of the kitchen, where he hoped to hide this transgression from his family: most of all, his kids.

"Not with this. You shouldn't be takin'...a turn with this."

He rolls the bottle away from the both of them, as if it can erase the decision that brought him here. He holds up both palms to Raegan, and slowly shakes his head.

"I'm s'posed to protect you from this part of me. S'posed to never let it win. But I watched Nathan die 'n....I can't even lookitim without seein' it. How he died. Every time they did it. Every fuck'n time. It's another....." He stifles a belch. "Mnn, another great fuck'n bonus of my powers. You see the ghost in the physical state...at the point of their death.   N' he's always got one foot in the world of death, ergo...."

An expansive gesture of one arm, to suggest the logical conclusion. He peers through a curtain of messy curls.

"Just sit with mama, kay? Just. Sit with me a lil bit. I gotta call this in....prob'ly lose my job."

[griefgifted]

Break my character's heart: "You're such a nuisance." From Klaus to Rae. (this is a like DARK AU. this would NEVER happen.)

"What?" Surely she'd misheard. The Klaus she knew would never, never say something so hurtful, so cutting. So close to such deep-seated fears.

"Yeah, right." Her first instinct is to laugh, because clearly this was a poorly landed joke. But his expression isn't playful. It's cold as ice, borderline cruel. Raegan falters, blinking too rapidly to dispel the tears that had begun to form.

"W-Why would you say that?"

[conduitandconjurer]

"What kind of tea do you want this morning?" Raegan calls as she hears Klaus heading up to the roof. "Chai is classic, but we've also got those new ones you got for your birthday." (griefgifted- Rae just loves her mum and wants to hang out all the time okay)

"UuuuuUuuUummmmm..."

Klaus's indecisive hum is audible well before he's visible on the roof. Once he is though, he's gnawing on a nail and squinting skyward.

"Maybe like ....the white peony....or something smooth n' herbal? Isn't there something vaguely like a vanilla chamomile blend in there somewhere?"

"I think we oughtta cut back on our caffeine since it's dehydrating anyway, if we keep doin' bikram."

The medium tosses down his mat and stretches out across it, ready to dish and chat and girl talk the first fifteen or so minutes of the pair's daily ritual. He stretches out one crane-like leg and then another, wiggling his toes.

"Yeah, definitely the herbal. You don't hafta follow suit if you're still married to the chai, sweet pea."