#ref: warren family

[writermuses]

@marimelwrites

[hsslilly-blog]

haven’t written anything else for the fallout au/pipberry because i can’t figure out what mia would be doing in this universe. she must sacrifice/have sacrificed something big to fit her leaving hearst high behind/angering her father in high school story but nothing comes to mind.

[ghostlychaosfoil]

WHAT THE HELL WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE HGEAA WHAT WHATTTT AGHHHGGHHHH

So I’ve been digging around the Turtlepedia wiki, going through old tweets from the team who worked on Rise & watched videos covering the scrapped Rise episodes so this is basically a post going through some of the scrapped season 2 stuff for Rise that I have found:

Rise was first written under the basis of there being three seasons

JJ Conway’s twitter posted an episode guide which showed some of the episodes that were expected to be in season two:

As you can see ‘The Clothes Don’t Make the Turtle’ was one of the last episode that was released that fit the original plan for Season 2 before most of the episodes got scrapped or changed & the Rise team had to rush to finish the series.

Some of the episodes we know the synopsis of while others still remain a mystery the scrapped episodes were listed in order as:

Wedding Smashers:

This episode involves Mikey & Raph going undercover as pretend villains ‘Shady Bug & Dr Rude’ to sneak into Ghost Bear’s Wedding after they accidentally gifted Ghost Bear one of Donnie inventions (a black hole generating toaster) as a wedding gift that they then need to retrieve.

The episode was supposed to introduce the character Ghostpepper, Ghostbear’s fiancé 

The episode also brings up some continuity in having the characters be aware that Meatsweats has been missing since the episode Pizza Puffs where he got kidnapped by ‘Shadow fiend’ at the end, I wish this episode hadn’t gotten scrapped because it shows that the Turtles are aware that their enemies are going missing when Big Mama starts kidnapping them for her Battle Nexus New York.

This episode most likely would have shown Ghostbear be kidnapped at the end like how Meatsweats was kidnapped at the end of Pizza Puffs & Hypno was kidnapped at the end of The Clothes Don’t Make the Turtle.   

Warren Stone 2: 

Donnie: Stand back total stranger we are fighting our greatest foe

April kept the arm that she cut off Warren in ‘Warren & Hypno Sitting in a Tree’ & the arm ended up growing into a second Warren Stone, despite April raising this second worm in secret Warren Stone Two ends up becoming the ‘turtles greatest foe’ after Warren Stone Two captures the Turtles, April & the original Warren Stone team up to save the Turtles & defeat Warren Stone 2

Parts of the episodes storyboards can be found on youtube, a running gag appears to be Mikey referring to Warren as ‘that other worm guy whose not Warren two’  

T-Hex

The episode T-Hex covers Mikey desperately wanting a robotic toy but Splinter saying no & Mikey having to sneak the electronic pet into the lair. Though the robot is adorable Mikey learns that it’s not as innocent as it seems & is actually a trap set by Baxter, the episode would have introduced Baxter in an Albearto mech

Psyched Out

Shred Dead Redemption

After the events of Manny Unhappy Returns the Foot Shack has shut down, Foot Lieutenant & Foot Brute open up a cupcake shop selling flaming cupcakes called  Fire and Icing which Raph wants to investigate 

The episode would have involved the Turtles doing a stakeout, a chase scene & the Foot clan putting themselves at odds with Big Mama as they investigate if her new champion ‘Shadow fiend’ has a connection to the missing Shredder.

The Island of Dr. Noe

Dr. Noe, the evil dentist from Todd Scouts ends up kidnapping Raph & Leo ends up having to lead the team in order to rescue Raph & stop the evil dentist.

Something interesting about this episode is when the Rise team were discussing this scrapped episode it was revealed that Leo wasn’t supposed to become the Leader at the end of Season 2, that’s right the iconic ‘Blue You Are The Leader Now’ wasn’t originally supposed to happen, instead Leo was supposed to be pushed into roles where he had to take charge throughout season 2 & the season would end with Raph & Leo as co-leaders.

Battle Nexus NYC (a full 20 minute episode) which was used in the series as Battle Nexus New York, the main difference between the original plan & the episode we got is that originally instead of Cassandra taking the Shredder from Big Mamma, the Grand Nexus Hotel was supposed to have fallen into the Hidden City with both Big Mamma & Shredder leaving The Foot to have to venture into the hidden city to try & retrieve the Shredder.

Toddler Mutant Ninja Turtles

A Mikey focused episode where a ‘bank robbing immortal jellyfish’ zaps Raph, Leo & Donnie, turning them into Turtle Tots & making Mikey the oldest brother for the episode. The episode is said to be inspired by the 1987 series episode ‘Adventures in Turtle Sitting’

Dog Dale Afternoon

April’s friend Dale who we first see in ‘Hypno! Part Deux’ gets turned into a werewolf by a witch & Donnie & April team up to try & turn him back to normal

Bee Story

Goyles Just Want To Have Fun

Huginn & Muninn reunite with Draxum, only to be confused when they find him working as a lunch server. Not wanting Huggin & Muninn to know how soft he’s gotten since his redemption Draxum begs the Turtles to help him look good in front of his former minions.

Rampagin’ Raph

Mikey & Leo have become more skilled in using their mystic powers making Raph feel left behind so Raph tries to practice in secret only to end up stuck in his giant form, Raph goes to to Draxum for help who ends up separating Raph & his mystic projection however the mystic projection ends up rampaging through the city becoming bigger & more powerful with the more things it destroys leaving Raph to have come clean to his brothers about what happened so they can save city. 

Hot Thrash  

Gourd Almighty 

Donnie grows a giant pumpkin for competition & has to have his brothers help him find a way to get the giant pumpkin out of the lair

Two pages of the episodes script were posted on Ron Corcillo’s twitter

A Spiders Web Widens 

Hidden City Heroes 

Gone Goat 

Draxum walks out after having a fight with the family but then gets kidnapped by the Foot. While attempting to rescue Draxum, the family has no choice but to resolve their issues relating to him.

The Key (a full 20 minute episode)

Karai was supposed to be introduced in this episode, she was supposed to have a larger role training the Turtles & with the family spanning around 10 episodes but due to the Rise team rushing to finish the series most of Karai’s episodes were scrapped.

The rest of the episode titles were not finalised however Ron Carney’s twitter posted a schedule board where possible episode titles can be seen.

Though Ron Carney also admitted that some of these titles are fake, the episode April Showers Mayhem Flowers might be real as the team admitted to wanting to do an episode about Mayhem & their status as an agent of the Council of Heads 

The Return of Monty Moose is also probably real as we can see Monty Moose appear in the Rise Movie’s scrapped intro so the team probably had plans for the character in season 2

Monty Moose is a toy line only character from the 1987 series so Rise introducing him as an actual character is kind of cool

[whispercddesires]

[sniigura-archive]

i know you and i like you anyway (1)

chapter 2

nathan prescott x reader ; warren graham x reader

summary: when the pressure and eyes are on you, it’s hard to stay afloat. especially when your not so forgotten best friend comes back into your life. and they are ready to mess up the plans others have for you.

having parents and peers constantly nag you about your grades, interests and lack of an significant other can bring you down. but meeting the new kid in the academy can change at least one of your mocking points.

yn is implied to be afab (lives in fem dorms) but is genderneutral otherwise!

tw/cw: mentions of poverty, mental health issues, canon typical violence, swearing, implied/ref drug use, modern au as in its not 2013, huge canon divergence and messed up time line, obsessive behaviour, possessive behaviour, tell me if i missed smth!

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unlike popular belief nathan prescott did not grow up in arcadia bay. the heir to the prescott name grew up in fort lauderale, florida. his family, from his mother side, lived there. she was able to convince his father to let them live there, bless her soul.

(“it will be good for him! for us! the pressure will destroy him. just look at how kristine treats us.. i don’t want to lose another child.”)

he spend his time at prestigious elementary and middle schools. and at middle school is where he meet you. people started quickly talking about you, simply because you were the only scholarship student. unlike everyone else you didn’t come from money.

your uniform was constantly 3 sizes too big, your hand was constantly raised and when you got anything less than an A there was clear panic on your face. the biggest difference to everyone else were your empty eyes and constant deadpan. seemingly nothing truly got a reaction out of you. there was a boy who tried to, by pulling at your hair and messing up your homework.

you beat him up so bad that the whole class just decided to leave you alone. and fact is, everyone who was near you also got left alone, so nathan was naturally pulled towards you. he wanted nothing more than to be left alone.

middle school was hard, simply because nathan`s problems started to really show, he wasn`t a child anymore who threw temper tantrum’s. he was now a boy with violent emotional outbursts. and quite frankly, children are cruel. getting a rise out of the weird prescott kid was more entertaining than torturing their maids and nanny’s.

because you were the only one who could handle his temper, simply because you didn’t care about it as long as he didn’t touch you, you got paired up for different projects.

and that’s how you meet his family. his father didn’t like you, but he doesn’t even like his own children, so his opinion didn’t matter. his mother and sister loved you, simply because you were very polite. dinners were filled with you being questioned to hell and back while you were trying to eat as much as possible.

“uhhh.. i have an older brother, he’s 2 years older than me…i have a twin brother, too. and another 3 little brothers. my father works at a la…actually he’s unemployed right now. my mother works as a teacher and during the summer break she works..where ever they need someone. what i want to be when i grow up?…middle class.”

meeting you after school was hard, responsibilities which nathan couldn’t even imagine carrying were put on your shoulder.

(“sorry. i have to study and babysit. so sorry, i need to grocery shop and take care of dinner. i wish i could, i have to cut the hair of all my brothers and clean the house. if i don’t pass this test my father will murder me.. i have to study. thank you for being so understanding.”)

to be honest, at first nathan didn’t even want anything to do with you. his mother insisted for him to invite you over. he now knows she pitied you. he now knows, too that you even were able to pull on the heartstrings of his father, because he would ask when you would visit again.

when nathan asked you, why did you have to care for everything, what did your brothers do to help? “have fun, i guess.” he felt angry for you. “how can you just roll over and take it? what the fuck is wrong with you?”

“well, who else would do i? why are you angry? i’m not angry, and i’m the one with the responsibilities.”

nathan learned to love you and the emptiness you carried around.

just like everything good in his life, your friendship (or was it more? it felt like more. he misses you, he misses your mean comments, your eye bags and exhaustion.) ended slowly.

once middle school was over, and he was able to graduate with a dirty record of violent outbursts, which was magically clean once he looked over it. the prescott family moved to arcadia bay. he was enrolled in the blackwell academy.

he found this out at the end of the summer break. to be honest he was getting suspicious, because all his questions regarding the highschool he was supposed to attend were being ignored. his father send him away, his mother smiled at him with sadness, he insisted to go to the same school as you.

“please, don’t forget me at your new cool school.”

“i will NEVER forget you, idiot. you’re the only tolerable person i know.”

the way you smiled at him was still clear in his head. you were beautiful in a way he has never seen, and the older he gets the more he realises he never will see anyone quite as pretty as you.

when nathan is 13 he meets dr. jacoby and starts treatment for the anger he feels. he knows that he fells ptity for him. nathan misses you, when he told you about his father, about the bruises and pressure he is under you simply talk about an escape plan. a way you both will be free from the shackles your family put on you and live happily everafter.

maybe you pitied him, but that would never stop you from treating him normally. you didn’t try to avoid his outburst, his meltdowns, you were always direct to him and never lied. he respected you more than anyone. he sees it in his mother, and relatives, how they dance around him as if he is fragile.

when nathan moved away, the first year he visited every break he could. summer, fall, winter and spring spend together. when he wasn’t there with you, he texted you. sending letters, postcards and hour long phone calls. his father hated this, more than anything.

(“depending not only on someone, but on such a low class person? don’t you know that you’re being used? they only see you as a walking wallet! i will put an end to this.”)

the only time dr. jacoby has seen sean prescott in person is when he expressed his concern regarding a codependent friendship with someone from florida. looking back on it, the doctor realised he was lied to and he was able to convince nathan to stop the contact, the only stable and positive influence in his life.

nathan wishes he could say that he got back in contact with you, that you were best friends again, but life is cruel and he’s a coward. he misses you, more than anything. he thinks he’s obsessed with you, dreams were about you (both dreams and nightmares), his day was spend imagining what you were up to, what you look like now. the silly thing is, nathan has never told anyone about you. victoria knew that he had an ex best friend in florida, but she didn’t know any details, rachel knew he was hung up on someone, jefferson knew that there was someone inhabiting his heart and mind.

and well. the school knew somethings. see, the thing is, when you’re high some things slip out. sometimes you mumble a name once or thrice when you’re passed out, and when you (try) hooking up with someone, you moan the wrong name. more than once. with different people. yeah. when one person claims he said the wrong name it’s one thing, but three? he was in deep shit.

victorias nosiness didn’t help, she wanted all the gory details, but he couldn’t say anything. what was he supposed to say? i fucked it up with the best person, because i couldn’t stand up to my shitty father and useless psychiatrist? sure. part of him was sure that she saw the pictures of you he has in his drawers, in his albums, hidden away.

for a short time nathan thinks he moved on, when he met rachel. she was pretty, smart and nice. she was less than you and much more. and he thinks he’s ok, ok with the distance and unknown which surrendes you. why did all your social media accounts have to be private?

nathan is 18 and it has been nearly 4 years since he has seen you. blackwell turned into the senior focused art academy, just like it was planned. he entered his first year in the 2 year programme and finally he was able to make a name for himself. victoria turned the vortex club into a group for the elite just like how she planned, with nathan’s help. he wasn’t the victim anymore, he finally ruled over the school grounds. summer passed and before he could register it, it was fall break.

it was the last few days and students started to move back into their dorms. the talk right now where the new students attending, some students dropped out because they were catched with drugs on their person, some couldn’t afford the rising tuition prices and others simply moved away because of their parents. nathan couldn’t careless, those who left aren’t close to him, but who is truly close to the prescott heir? he can’t lie though, he lost one of his best customers, or more like frank did.

victoria was in nathan’s dorm room, she was checking out the new student’s. according to her, there were no new people in the girl dorm’s who fit in the vortex club. how tragic. outside on the hallway was some commotion,

“please, move and unlock your door before i decide against helping you with your furniture.” could be heard from the outside, spoken by an unknown voice. the room besides nathan was being occupied. sad. he will miss the privacy and silence. especially now, with furniture being build. fucking hell.

“oh my, hottie alert. two of them even.” victoria was peeking out of his door.

“oh yeah? found some new members?” she hummed, “let’s go over and introduce ourselves. first impressions are everything. before the freaks come and snatch `em away.”

nathan groaned, “give me a minute. i’m still fucking hangover from yesterday. fuck, frank needs to stop stretching his shit or one day i’m going to die, for real.” victoria only chuckled at her best friend.

stepping away from the door she got out here phone and looked herself over in the camera, fixing a few strands and wiping away lipstick which started to smear over her lips. in the meantime nathan got up from his bed, going through his har with his hands and putting on his iconic jacket. with that he left the room, victoria right behind him. looking his door before they make their way over to his new neighbours.

and honestly, he should have expected this, because you always meet someone twice. or that’s what you always said. the door was open, and some guy had his back turned towards them. damn, he’s tall. it’s kinda overkill. turning around, the stranger nearly ran into him and victoria,

“shit! my bad, i didn’t see you there…do we know each other?”

you weren’t who nathan saw when he found out you were back, or more like you were here. in his life. instead, he saw face to face with your twin. the guy was freakishly tall, nathan remembered how small he used to be, now he was over 6 feet tall with clear defined muscles.

nathan with his proud 5`7 feet felt his fragile ego being tested, simply by the fact that some guy he used to know when he was, like, 13 was now way taller than him. and part of him wants to lash out, yell at oliver for not watching where he’s fucking going. but nathan was aware that this would kill any chance of reconciling with you. starting a fight with your brother would immediately put him on your shitlist, even if you hate oliver. sometimes.

(“he’s still my brother. if you talk badly about him again, i’m going to throw you out of this window.”)

“jesus himself could stand before you and you wouldn’t recognise him. stop bothering people, this is the third time you have asked someone this. get your stuff already.” your clearly annoyed voice rang through the room. thankfully this took away n

oliver scratched his head, “man, not my fault i can’t recognise faces for shit. my name’s oliver. nice to meet you guys!”

victoria the angel (or devil) took over the conversation, noticing that nathan was a tiny bit overwhelmed, “hi! i’m victoria and this is my best friend nathan. we just wanted to welcome you to blackwell. if you need any help don’t be afraid to ask us.” she put on her best mask of friendliness. “we are the leaders of the vortex cub, a group for blackwells elite. i’m sure you will fit right in.” taking out a flyer she gave it to him.

reading it over oliver said, “me? for sure. i don’t know about grumpy bear back there.”

“what’s that supposed to mean?”

“you’re my twin, and i love you but you’re mean. like, even teachers are afraid of you. well, i better get going before you throw something at me.” with that oliver left his spot at the door and nathan finally can look at you. you were sitting in the middle of the room, an unfinished shelf laying on the floor and a toolbox was at your side. in one hand you held a screwdriver and in the other hand, raised into the air you held a pillow, obviously ready to throw it.

you look just like he remembered and at the same time it feels like he’s looking at a stranger. you’re not quite as skinny anymore and your eye bags weren’t as dark anymore. wearing a oversized hoodie and jeans, just like when you were a kid. but now he knows it’s probably more a fashion choice instead of only owning hand me downs and extra big clothes to grow into. of course, you still have to be stupidly attractive. now you wear glasses, too.

you lowered the pillow back to the ground, now that your target left. looking down at the shelf you pouted and said in a small voice, “i’m not mean.” your piercing gaze drifted over to victoria and then nathan, “hi, i’m the mean y/n, apparently.” when you saw him, you did a small double take. victoria and her awareness immediately caught that. stupid artists and their eye for details, especially since she has heard that name mumbled many times.

“oh? where are you guys from?” she asked, smiling at you.

“uhh…florida,” when you saw her raise a brow, hinting at waiting more details you continued, “fort lauderdale, to be exact.”

“what a coincidence! nathan here also grew up there. do you perhaps know each other?” the way victoria smiled reminded you of a dog barring it’s teeth in a warning.

nathan knew you and you would play along with whatever lie he went with, but part of him doesn’t want to lie. here’s his chance to actually start a path, to be friends again (or to be more. but you probably hate him, on the other hand who doesn’t?).

“…long fuckin` time no see, y/n.” what a lame way to say hello after nearly 4 years, but it’s not like he can rewind time.

before he could register it he was hit square in the face with the discarded pillow, “what the fuck? what happened to forgive and forget? huh?”

“woah..” only now did nathan register that fucking warren was also in the room, sitting on the bed. the guy was impressed, he never thought he would see someone attack nathan fucking prescott. warren is putting you on a pedestal right now.

“what the fuck are you looking at, loser?” in true nathan fashion he had to lash out at someone and it couldn’t be you. warren quickly put his hands up in surrender, regretting ever speaking.

“no fighting in my room, guys.” oliver returned in his hands two boxes stacked on top of each other. looking at nathan, he said “so i do know you, what kind of unforgivable act did you commit for grumpy to punish you with the pillow of hatred?”

“stop calling me that!”

oliver walked further into the room, dropping his boxes near you and asking you something, in a hushed voice and a language unknown to the others in the room. when you answered his eyes widened in shock.

“the rich kid! of course i remember you, dude. in fact, y/n will forgive you for whatever you did and marry you. so we- you guys can be rich and shit, together.” oliver nodded wisely, while you looked so tired. shaking your head, you simply started to screw around with the screws in the shelf.

quickly dismantling the shelf, you dropped the screws messily on the floor and stood up, pointing to your brother you said, “you’re horrible,” pointing to nathan, “i’m incredibly angry with you,” pointing to both warren and victoria you spoke your last words, “it was nice to meet you both. warren, i will take you up on that offer to show me around.” and then you walked out with the tool box in hand.

“are you finally going to tell the story about y/n?”

“…fuck, i don’t know how to put up any furniture.”

[mostlysignssomeportents]

This day in history

Support me this summer on the Clarion Write-A-Thon and help raise money for the Clarion Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers' Workshop!

#20yrsago Doonesbury to be dropped for being “too controversial” https://web.archive.org/web/20040723071326/https://www.editorandpublisher.com/eandp/news/article_display.jsp?vnu_content_id=1000581723

#20yrsago Secret Swing visit report https://web.archive.org/web/20040725050428/http://candycritic.bravejournal.com/entry/4178

#20yrsago Game developer: the real pirates are my publishers http://draginol.joeuser.com/article/21895

#20yrsago Imagineering head on Tiki Room rehab https://web.archive.org/web/20040806155355/http://www.laughingplace.com/default.asp?WCI=MsgBoard&WCE=T-51032-P-1&Refresh=0721171722

#20yrsago In-game product placement’s dystopian future https://terranova.blogs.com/terra_nova/2004/07/oh_great.html

#20yrsago Downloading isn’t killing music https://web.archive.org/web/20040724060140/http://www.guardian.co.uk/online/story/0,3605,1265840,00.html

#15yrsago Last Galapagos Pinta turtle finally knocks up a mate’s eggs https://web.archive.org/web/20090725192130/http://scienceray.com/earth-sciences/paleontology/lonesome-george-to-finally-be-a-father/

#15yrsago Photographer who shot demolition of flyover arrested for terrorism https://web.archive.org/web/20090713000304/http://monaxle.com/2009/07/08/section-44-in-chatham-high-street/

#15yrsago New ebook publisher from publishing veterans with novel ideas https://web.archive.org/web/20090715095849/http://www.crainsnewyork.com/article/20090712/SMALLBIZ/307129981

#10yrsago Ocala, FL criminalizes sagging pants https://web.archive.org/web/20140723182151/https://www.wftv.com/news/news/local/ocala-bans-sagging-pants-city-owned-property/nghFj/

#10yrsago Infamous SF “eviction” lawfirm abuses DMCA to censor video of protest https://web.archive.org/web/20140723193431/http://sfappeal.com/2014/07/infamous-sf-eviction-lawyers-use-dmca-claim-to-silence-protest-video/

#10yrsago UOregon police kept a “Eat a Bowl of Dicks List” for their enemies https://www.techdirt.com/2014/07/21/cops-wrong-firing-lawsuit-leads-to-public-release-vulgarly-titled-enemies-list/

#10yrsago California Highway Patrol seize medical records of woman beaten by cop https://www.techdirt.com/2014/07/21/california-highway-patrol-seizes-medical-records-woman-officer-was-caught-tape-beating/

#10yrsago Florida principal broke rules by cancelling summer read of Little Brother https://www.pnj.com/story/news/education/2014/07/21/thomas-policy-followed-little-brother-dispute/12957445/

#5yrsago Podcast: Adversarial Interoperability is Judo for Network Effects https://ia903006.us.archive.org/6/items/Cory_Doctorow_Podcast_304/Cory_Doctorow_Podcast_304_-_Adversarial_Interoperability_is_Judo_for_Network_Effects.mp3

#5yrsago Violent mobs of alleged Triad gangsters dole out savage beatings to Hong Kong democracy protesters, cops nowhere to be found https://globalvoices.org/2019/07/22/armed-mobs-attack-anti-extradition-protesters-in-a-suburban-hong-kong-subway-station/

#5yrsago FBI agent describes finding “Frankensteins” and a “cooler full of penises” at an unregulated Arizona body-donation center https://www.azcentral.com/story/news/local/arizona-health/2019/07/19/cooler-penises-frankenstein-head-found-phoenix-body-donation-company/1720254001/

#5yrsago Nebraska Weather Service commemorates climate emergency by baking biscuits inside a hot car https://twitter.com/NWSOmaha/status/1151879325257535488

#5yrsago Louvre purges every mention of the Sackler opioid family after artist’s protest https://www.france24.com/en/20190721-sackler-name-removed-louvre-opioid-crisis-france?ref=tw_i

#5yrsago Elizabeth Warren’s banking proposals are designed to demolish the private equity sector and force finance to serve the people https://thereformedbroker.com/2019/07/21/elizabeth-warrens-banking-sector-napalm/

[bludwag]

A few more warren headcannons (❍ᴥ❍ʋ)

• Definitely enjoys adventure time and those types of cartoon network shows,at his moms house probably has a Jake hat

•If he’s not busy, he hangs out with Justin and he learns how to match his freak (he learns how to skate.)

•Was hanging out with Justin and took an edible, ended up gigging and accidentally told justin about his small crush on nathan prescott. NEVER AGAIN.

•Used to hang out with Kate and hang out with her bunny, fed the little pal carrots and chats with kate (MY SHALYA ☹️☹️/ref)

•Used to play soccer as a child, his mom still has photos of little warren holding up his teams trophy, the jersey is hung up in his closet

•Has a SMALL gap in his teeth, had braces for a little bit. The rubber bands were blue

•Got called fruity once and had to sit and think..like “damn…am i THAT queer looking?”

•Frank ocean was 1st on his wrapped (mitski second.)

•Was PISSED about that black eye he had..it was embarrassing to tell family how he got it

okey i’m done, i have no more!!! *runs away with grin*

[hello-there-world]

more Fnaf Rewrite Modern Era stuff!! yippee!!

just about everyone of the original gang who's still alive is in therapy (so like Mike, Jeremy, Andrew, Sammy, and Evan, for example). understandable.

after everything was said and done, Mike and Sammy finally exposed William. Mike just kinda went "Oh it's the funniest thing haha so my dad called me on the phone and told me all of that and said he was dying well that sure is something, ain't it?" and. it certainly shook the town up, i'll say that!

Vanessa is actually the niece of one of William's '87 victims (specifically the Toy Bonnie kid).

Vanessa's last name is Warren. there's an interesting meaning behind that one, so if you figure out what it is, you get a sticker!!

Cameron (Mike and Jeremy's oldest son) has a bunny fursona. Mike is seriously wondering why so many people in his family is obsessed with rabbits and/or hares.

Cam is also the Gen 2 kid who knows the most about "past events."

Cameron, after hearing about his grandfather, really hoped that he'd never meet his ghost somehow, and Mike reassured him that it'd be unlikely. Apparently, However, Not Even Being Stuck In Actual Hell Will Stop William.

Mike and Sammy are so cagey about telling their kids anything because A) 2/3 of the kids are literally first graders, and B) there's basically no way they can talk about their childhoods without it pretty much being traumadumping.

Cameron's middle name is 'Liz' (Mike's way of remembering Elizabeth).

Cameron sometimes thinks about all the aunts and uncles he never got to meet, and it makes him sad.

Gregory got Cassidy's old room in the house, as well as his old toys.

Cassie literally looks like a younger version of Charlie. hairstyle and all.

since Sammy had dedicated his entire life to avenging Charlie's murder, he doesn't really know what to do with himself now. even Henry, the man who'd give him some form of direction for other things to do in between looking for evidence, is gone now. with the new restaurant open, as well as the fact he now has a daughter, he's got some things that he can work with.

Cassie is very much a Daddy's Girl :]

Charlie visits Cassie in her dreams, and occasionally in person. as a ghost, obviously.

Sammy got Cassie a smartwatch (that he fooled around with) that functions as an advanced version of the old security bracelets that his father had used in the original pizzeria. it's even green...a bright green, too.

Gregory had no idea who Cassidy was until the end of Security Breach.

when no one really showed up to Cassie's seventh birthday party (save for a few people in their class who thought she was cool), Gregory got a bit petty and threatened to not invite anyone to his own party, purely just to spite everyone. quite literally the only reason he didn't go through with it was because Cassie told him not to and that it was fine. he did make it clear that he was still upset about it when a lot of people showed up to his own party, mostly by saying something to the effect of "Oh, so you've got time for my super awesome sixth birthday party on a Tuesday, but apparently coming to Cassie's super awesome seventh birthday party on a Saturday was too much for you 😒 I see how it is. Uh huh."

huh...petty kid...KINDA LIKE CASSIDY WAS-

like Cassidy, Greg also has partial/sectoral heterochromia in both of his eyes, though while Cassidy's heterochromia was green and greyish blue, Gregory has light brown and amber brown (close to what his canon eye color looks like). i'll draw a ref for him eventually.

Greg's hair looks like Cassidy's if it were brown and halfway down his neck.

I love them! Poor Vanessa... does she still sometimes go by Ness?

Cassie and Gregory being protective at each other my beloved. :}

[arhaaong]

#ARHAAONG: if there was anyone to ever get through this life with their heart still intact, they didn't do it right.

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BASICS

full name: jordan arhaa warren ong

nickname: just arhaa

age/date of birth: 37 / may 8th, 1987

zodiac sign: taurus ☼ libra ☾ cancer ↑

gender identity: cis man (he/him)

hometown: hermosa beach, california

current location: wilmington, nc

neighborhood: wrightsville beach

time in town: since february, 1999 till 2005, then back on april 2013

sexual orientation: demisexual

occupation: author

PERSONALITY

labels: the phoenix, the benefactor, the mediator

positive traits: gentle , reliable , caring , trustworthy , allocentric , dutiful

negative traits: obstinate , reticent , stubborn , secretive , deceitful

hobbies: cooking, reading, musical theatre, camping, sports, volunteering

languages spoken: english, malay, french

instruments played: guitar, piano

favorite color: blue, red, green

favorite food: anything, but specially pies (he has memories attached to pies)

allergies: n/a

APPEARANCE

height: 6'1

distinguished characteristics: multiple scars throughout his body; a blink and you’ll miss it type of situation. some are from childhood and barely noticeable if you look closely whilst the most prominent ones are around 4 years old, situated in his ribs. there is no itemized list yet, but it is something he is acutely aware of.

tattoos: aphoenix on his back, a minimalist tattoo from the song ‘from eden’ by hozier where the word idealism sits in a small prison and it’s located on his left ribcage, the date of his mom’s passing and his sibling’s disappearance on his chest, the phrase ‘when i was drowning, that’s where i could finally breathe’ on his right forearm. ( ref )

piercings: n/a

right or left-handed?: right-handed

RELATIONSHIPS

parents: robert warren (whereabouts unknown), lili ong (deceased)

sibling(s): johan warren (deceased) (there may be half siblings, who knows?)

children: two adoptive children, a six year old called mia and a a thirteen year old called jack

pet(s): a seven year old labrador named pollux

other family members: tbd

BIOGRAPHY

tw: death, car accident, substance abuse

It’s easy falling in love with the sun when all you know is darkness. That much Robert Warren learned when he first met Lili Oong, a ballet dancer who was in California as the new ballerina for Los Angeles Ballet who had moved recently from a little town called Kismet Harbor, Oregon. Her warmth eclipsed the harrowing black hole in his chest the moment he laid eyes on her and so, he asked her out on a date that same night. 3 months later, Lili was moving in with him after a shotgun wedding and a positive pregnancy test on her hand, giving up her dreams of becoming a worldly-known dancer for a bigger dream of hers: becoming a mother. 

The first few months were a dream; with Robert landing a promotion and Lili having an easy enough pregnancy, using all her newlyfound free time to enrich herself with tools to help her become the mother she never had. Soon, however, their luck changed and their future was forever shifted. 

Robert, savvy in his ways but with darkness lurking deep within his soul, was offered a new business venture when an old friend of his opened his mind to the world of the fabrication of off-the-shelve opioids. Knowing soon he'd have a child to take care of and money would stretch thinner than it already was, he agreed without telling his wife and mother-to-be, ultimately becoming a consumer as well as a maker and a seller. The fairytale began to crack, the man who had once been charming and loving became cold, distant and began showing a violent and angry nature that had been unknown to Lili who by now was due to give birth at any day.

Arhaa was born in Hermosa Beach, California into an already broken household with a negligent, abusive, narcissistic father and a loving and caring but mentally exhausted mother who had sadly been drawn to the world of opioids addiction by her very own husband (who made a living out of not only dealing but fabricating said drugs) only a few weeks after giving birth to her second son; Adam. Although the family lead a chaotic and rather dramatic life, the two siblings became inseparable from the very first day Arhaa held his little brother in his arms and vowed to protect him. Despite the trials and tribulations that came with their upbringing, the two siblings had quite a normal childhood. With their father disappearing every other day the remaining three members of the family did their best with what they were handed; providing eachother the love and support they needed to get by with their mother working tirelessly to provide for her family while Arhaa did his best to take care of his little brother, only a few years his junior. Their lives changed a few months after Arhaa's 12th birthday when their father arrived home after yet another escapade to inform his wife he was leaving for good to never return. Free at last, the mother of two packed all the essentials, sell the home her children had grown up in and decided to move the family to Wilmington, her hometown. For a while, the new breath of fresh air worked on their favor; bringing the cursed family a new wave of tranquillity they hadn't known before thanks to the Ong family, yet it was short-lived the day the siblings found their mother passed out on the living room coming from school, lips blue and skin translucid and cold to the touch; he was pronounced dead on the way to the hospital. Unbeknownst to her children and her family, she had been on a battle with substance abuse since Arhaa's birth and it had finally caught up to her, leaving her children heartbroken and alone.

Arhaa's aunt, his mother's sister, decided to take the two siblings in in honor of her sister and although they learned to love and care for eachother in the long run and it ultimately reshaped the way the eldest viewed love and family, the first few years were difficult for everyone involved as each member of the family was in their own way, dealing with the grief of losing the most important person in their lives. One of Arhaa's methods to cope with his new reality became planning for his future; from high school grades and activities and a part-time job to save money, he planned an escape route: NYU. He worked tirelessly for the next two years to earn a spot in the prestigious school and was rewarded with not only an acceptance letter but a partial scholarship.

The eldest Ong sibling moved to New York for college leaving his little brother with a promise: he'd work hard to build a life and a home in the new city and once Adam was done with school, he'd move in with him and they could leave their past behind them. For two years, Arhaa spent his mornings attending lessons and his evenings and nights working two, sometimes three jobs to hold his end of the bargain and find a home the two siblings could share only for Adam to ultimately decline the offer, claiming he was better off in Wilmington. With no room to overthink or even discuss the issue, the eldest sibling spent the next year dedicating his full attention to college, ultimately graduating with a major in English Literature and a minor in Creative Writing. It took a couple years and a few odd jobs here and there for the writer to fully earn a space in the New York literary society ultimately making friends with an indie publishing company's owner that upon reading his very first draft of a book, offered him a deal to publish it the minute he was done editing it. At age 25, Arhaa saw his biggest dream brought to fruition when his first novel was published, quickly gaining enough momentum to become a moderate success not even 4 months after its publication.

In a streak of luck, the indie publishing company that initially trusted in him and his vision offered him a new deal to become an associate, offering him a third of the company and a new contract for his next books. The now renowned author happily accepted and worked tirelessly for an entire year on both his next book and signing new talent, wanting nothing more than making other's dreams come true.

A little after his 26th birthday with a bestseller and a deal for three more books, Arhaa decided to move back to Wilmington to both work on his second novel and to be closer to his brother. It was then that he met Safia De Castilla, his brother's girlfriend. Their relationship began friendly; like any big brother, Arhaa was rather concerned of his brother and how the life they had had affected them and knowing there was someone who cared about the youngest as much as as he did was comforting and quickly he found himself drawn to the woman, establishing a friendship with her. Things turned sour when romantic feelings got involved from both sides and hard as they both tried to erase them and move on with their lives, it got to a point when denying themselves and how they felt about eachother was impossible. A plan had been made: he was to confess himself to his brother with no hopes other than a clean mind. Acutely aware of the wrath this would unleash, his process of grief for the relationship he once had with his brother started way sooner than he had expected however, life would prove to be the cruelest jokester when, on his way to see Arhaa and Safia, the youngest Ong sibling was killed in a car accident only a few miles away from his final destination. The news were soul-shaking for everyone involved and it send Arhaa into a spiral as he had lost both his best friend and the woman that he loved in the same night after Safia, in her own grieving process, decided to cut ties with him.

For months, he let his pain guide him. Drinks, parties, drugs and bodies passed through him in an attempt to heal wounds that had followed him from birth with little to no result. He'd live life with just enough conscience to get by and spend most nights wide awake, turning in bed letting each and ever skeleton in his closet keep him company in pain and anger. He let grief write his second novel, pouring out every part of him in his magnum opus that ultimately became his salvation. With the help of that second body of work and therapy, slowly but surely the author pulled himself out of the dark whole he made for himself and allowed himself to let go of some of the pain and heartache when he published his novel, two years after his brother's accident earning him another best seller weeks before its release.

Time passed and with enough help, his life began to make sense again. He cemented his name as a renowned author and made a life in his Wilmington; got a dog that became his trusty companion and closest confidant and on his 30th birthday, Arhaa decided to give his life a new spin by becoming a foster parent, both to play a homage to his family who took him in and his brother when they needed it the most and wanting to be that safe space for kids who needed it. ears of preparing and waiting for the right pick later, he welcomed Jack and Mia into his home, the first children who were put under his care; their tragic story a mirror of his own, their pain and fear something he could not only relate to but was personally affected by. With enough care and love, Arhaa managed to gain the children's love the author managed to get their trust and later on their love, ultimately asking for their consent to fully adopt them as their own so they could become the family the three of them had been searching for their whole lives and officially becoming their adoptive father at age 35.

[writermuses]

@marimelwrites

[olliethescribe]

20 for the fic writer ask game :)

20. Have you noticed any patterns in your fics? Words/expressions that appear a lot, themes, common settings, etc?

An excellent question! Thank you, Sofia :] - Spent some time looking through my fics for this and came away with the following (these all come with a ‘I’m sure there are more I missed but google docs exploded when I tried to search for more than twenty minutes so here we are’):

Recurrent words/expressions include: “I love you”, “fuck” (and its variations), “this just in”, “magic”, and “I’m sorry”.

Recurrent themes include: acceptance, grief and mourning, love prevailing despite surrounding circumstances, and found family.

Recurrent common settings include: bars (it started with Brows and then it went from there), both Warren and Hypno’s apartments, the road (technically - I’m counting a fic that hasn’t been published yet), parks, and under the stars (both in parks and in an observatory they broke into).

Finally, recurrent everything else (aka stuff I just noticed while searching that I forgot the terms for): characters heavily doubting themselves and their ability to be loved for who they really are, secret keeping, absolutely gods awful flirting, inherent trans and queerness, things happening at pride parades that lead to plot advancements (two for two with them both involving Leo), characters get dressed up for fashion montages, Hypno’s love of David Bowie, Warren having prosthetic legs, vampires being brought up somewhere (I’ve snuck them into so many tiny spots), incredibly romantic and poetic monologue that ends in tears, Ron ‘Hypno’ Pewhairangi can never have both parents living at the same time (this was not planned), Warren’s family is terrible (also not planned but then I got attached to the idea - people who have good childhoods don’t stand like that /ref /lh), Donnie is make-up enthused, Leo is super into magic, Warren and Hypno cannot escape being uncles no matter what, Hypno isn’t a good driver (including the unreleased fic, this tracks across four fics of mine), and lastly (but not the last - there’s so much recurrent stuff) Warren is completely smitten with Hypno just as much as Hypno is smitten with him :]

[nightsidewrestling]

D.U.D.E Bios: Quirino Marino / Rino Marino

The Third of Damien's Hounds Rino Marino (2020)

The brother of Billie and one of Damien's Hounds, Quirino Marino, is a very athletic man. Quirino is a wrestler and a third generation wrestler, being part of the youngest generation of wrestlers in the Marino family.

"Rule five of wrestling, Refs are made of glass, don't harm them."

Name

Full Legal Name: Quirino Gabino Marino

First Name: Quirino

Meaning: Italian, Portuguese and Spanish form of 'Quirinus', which is possibly derived from the Sabine word 'Quiris' meaning 'Spear'

Pronunciation: kee-REE-no

Origin: Italian, Portuguese, Spanish

Middle Name: Gabino

Meaning: Spanish form of 'gabinus', which possibly referred to the ancient city of Gabii in central Italy.

Pronunciation: ga-BEE-no

Origin: Spanish

Surname: Marino

Meaning: Derived from the given name 'Marino' which itself is the Spanish and Italian form of 'Marinus'. 'Marinus' comes from the Latin word 'Marinus' meaning 'of the sea'

Pronunciation: ma-REE-no

Origin: Spanish

Alias: Rino Marino

Reason: Ring Name

Nicknames: Rin, Rino, Gab, Gabe, Gabi

Titles: Mr

Characteristics

Age: 28

Gender: Male. He/Him Pronouns

Race: Human

Nationality: Cuban

Ethnicity: Hispanic / Latino

Birth Date: August 27th 1992

Symbols: Athletic Wear, Hair Gel

Sexuality: Bisexual

Religion: Catholic

Native Language: Spanish

Spoken Languages: Spanish, English, Portuguese

Relationship Status: Engaged

Astrological Sign: Virgo

Theme Song: 'Regulate' - Warren G, Nate Dogg (2012-)

Voice Actor: Adam Rodriguez

Geographical Characteristics

Birthplace: Bayamo, Granma Province, Cuba

Current Location: On the road / Bayamo, Granma Province, Cuba

Hometown: Bayamo, Granma Province, Cuba

Appearance

Height: 6'2" / 187 cm

Weight: 190 lbs / 86 kg

Eye Colour: Brown

Hair Colour: Black

Hair Dye: None

Body Hair: Shaves when wrestling

Facial Hair: Clean shaven

Tattoos: (As of Jan 2020) 4

Piercings: Navel

Scars: None

Health and Fitness

Allergies: None

Alcoholic, Smoker, Drug User: Social Drinker

Illnesses/Disorders: None

Medications: None

Any Specific Diet: None

Relationships

Allies: N/A

Enemies: N/A

Friends: Laurence Winter, Eira Pritchard, Desmond McDougall, Bruce MacGregor

Colleagues: Too many to list

Rivals: N/A

Closest Confidant: Matrona Volkov

Mentor: Yago Marino

Significant Other: Matrona Volkov (27, Fiancée)

Previous Partners: None of note

Parents: Yago Marino (57, Father), Florencia Marino (58, Mother, Née Palomo)

Parents-In-Law: None (yet)

Siblings: Bienvenida Marino (37, Sister), Urbano Marino (34, Brother), Judith Marino (31, Sister), Natividad Marino (25, Sister), Macario Marino (22, Brother), Rosaura Marino (19, Sister), Isaac Marino (16, Brother)

Siblings-In-Law: Hortensia Marino (35, Urbano's Wife, Née Lozano), Xavier Ibarra (32, Judith's Husband)

Nieces & Nephews: Emperatriz Romero-Marino (17, Niece), Antonio Huerta-Marino (14, Nephew), Triana Santos-Marino (11, Niece), Lorenzo Marino (14, Nephew), Paz Marino (11, Niece), Casilda Ibarra (11, Niece)

Children: None

Children-In-Law: None

Grandkids: None

Great Grandkids: None

Wrestling

Billed From: The Underworld

Trainer: Sabas Marino, Yago Marino, Tercero Marino, Ramiro Marino, Pastor Marino, Olegario Marino, Nicanor Marino, Jair Marino, Heliodoro Marino, Facundo Marino, C.R.C Wrestling School

Managers: Florencia Marino

Wrestlers Managed: None

Debut: 2012

Debut Match: Rino VS Eira. Rino won via pinfall

Retired: N/A

Retirement Match: N/A

Wrestling Style: Grappler

Stables: The Lucifarians (2012-)

Teams: The Hounds (Rino & Bano / Judi / Natividad / Macario / Rosaura / Isaac)

Regular Moves: Hangman's Neckbreaker, Knife Edge Chops, Moonsault, Multiple Punches, Short Armbar, Snap DDT

Finishers: Piledriver, Sleeper Hold, Spinning Toe Hold

Refers To Fans As: The Watchful Eyes

Extras

Backstory: Quirino is the second eldest son of 'disgraced luchador' Yago Marino, wrestling is in his blood and he grew up around luchadores. He joined the Lucifarians as one of Damien's hounds in 2012, being a hound means he's mindless and does everything Damien orders him to.

Trivia: Nothing of note

[paperanddice]

Erina

Erina are a species of humanoid hedgehog folks, whose origins are so far a mystery. Natural diggers, they so far live in only a few known extended burrows, several families working together to create mazelike tunnel systems for defense. These small spaces confuse intruders and get them lost, funneled into narrow choke points or dead end tunnels where the burrow's defenders can be delayed while noncombatants are brought to safety. As part of remaining hidden in these tunnels, they do not farm, as they are far harder to keep out of sight, and so erina mostly rely on foraging the surrounding area to feed their communities. Those who find their way into cities often end up as scroungers and thieves, continuing to live off of what they can find and hiding in sewers, alleys, or warrens.

Inspired by the Tome of Beasts 1. This post came out a week ago on my Patreon. If you want to get access to all my monster conversions early, as well as access to my premade adventures and other material I’m working on, consider backing me there!

Pathfinder 2e

Erina Scrounger Creature 0 Small, Erina, Humanoid Perception +6; darkvision, scent (imprecise) 30 feet Languages Common, Erina Skills Acrobatics +5, Nature +4, Stealth +5, Survival +4 Str -1, Dex +1, Con +2, Int +1, Wis +0, Cha +1 Items dagger, leather armor, sling (10 bullets) AC 14; Fort +6, Ref +3, Will +4; +1 status to all saves vs. poison HP 18; Resistances poison 3 Spines A creature that hits the erina scrounger with an unarmed Strike takes 1d4 piercing damage. Speed 20 feet, burrow 10 feet Melee dagger +5 (agile, finesse, versatile S), Damage 1d4+1 piercing Ranged sling +5 (propulsive, range increment 50 feet, reload 1), Damage 1d6+1 bludgeoning

Erina Defender Creature 1 Small, Erina, Humanoid Perception +6; darkvision, scent (imprecise) 30 feet Languages Common, Erina Skills Acrobatics +7, Athletics +5, Survival +6 Str +0, Dex +2, Con +2, Int +1, Wis +1, Cha +1 Items chain shirt, short bow (20 arrows), shortsword, wooden shield (Hardness 3; HP 12; BT 6) AC 17; Fort +7, Ref +5, Will +6; +1 status to all saves vs. poison HP 24; Resistances poison 3 Protect [reaction] Trigger An enemy attacks the erina defender's alliy with a weapon Strike and both are within 5 feet of the erina; Effect The attacker takes a -2 circumstance penalty on the attack. Shield Block [reaction] Spines A creature that hits the erina defender with an unarmed Strike takes 1d4 piercing damage. Speed 20 feet, burrow 10 feet Melee shortsword +7 (agile, finesse, versatile S), Damage 1d6+2 piercing Ranged shortbow +7 (deadly d10, range increment 60 feet, reload 0), Damage 1d6 piercing

13th Age

Erina Scrounger 1st level mook [humanoid] Initiative: +3 Dagger +5 vs. AC – 3 damage. R: Sling +5 vs. AC (one nearby enemy, or one far-away enemy at -2 atk) – 3 damage. Spines: When an enemy engaged with the erina scrounger attacks it and rolls a natural odd attack roll, the attacker takes 1 damage. Resist Poison 12+. AC 17 PD 16 MD 10 HP 8 (mook) Mook: Kill one erina scrounger mook for every 8 damage dealt to the mob.

Erina Defender 1st level blocker [humanoid] Initiative: +4 Shortsword +6 vs. AC – 4 damage. R: Shortbow +6 vs. AC (one nearby enemy, or one far-away enemy at -2 atk) – 3 damage. Protector: 1/turn, as an interrupt action, when a nearby enemy attacks one of the erina defender’s allies, the defender can impose a -4 penalty on that attack roll. Spines: When an enemy engaged with the erina defender attacks it and rolls a natural odd attack roll, the attacker takes 1d4 damage. Resist Poison 14+. AC 18 PD 16 MD 10 HP 22

[the-martyrfication-of-the-matron]

Okay but the funniest thing to me about my practice writing story is just the loop hole

Lenore: Okay, so the book says we need to have burned a pound of human flesh....... How are we going to do that?

Parker: Well, we are in a grave yard.

Lenore: Eh, fire would get us noticed. Hold on, how did you lose your legs again?

Parker: A severe car crash-OH OH! Would that work though?

Lenore: Hey, book never said when, where, or how, just that it needed to be done.

And they just keep abusing this loophole until it eventually stops. Parker has always been athletic, so he had very muscular calves when he lost his lower legs, meaning when his legs were amputated, he lost at least 15-20 pounds of flesh.

A lot of spells are rather open to interpretation, so when they cast a spell or do a ritual, they can still be using the same pound of flesh, too. The unfortunate side effect is that every time they use it to revive someone or create life, they are immediately bonded to Parker and it pisses Lenore off. She is seriously debating getting top surgery because of it, just to have her pound of flesh.

Also, the reason why each character has their name

Lenore - Family is hard-core Addams family aesthetic goths and wanted a goth child. (Rich cause Mom is very high up in IT, and dad is a stay at home husband)

Carmen - Has a passing relation to the name Carmilla from the Sapphic vampire novella cause heck yeah

Warren - War for the constant battle he faces and Ren for Renfield from Dracula, cause Warren isn't always in control

Parker - Very close to Harker, like Mina and Johnathan Harker cause Dracula

Depending on how ‘blessed’ Lenore is, that could be reasonably up to 10lbs of flesh if she did do the top surgery route (source; I know someone with about 9 pounds worth of tits so… lenore can have a little squad of dead people at least)

But I love this. Especially the refs in the names that’s awesome. I want to hear everything about this. Whenever you’ve got something to share, ofc

[paulinawoodpecker]

Watership down: a horror story sneak peak

Londons greatest leader

General woundwort: then it’s official Hazel…

Hazel: but I won’t let you hurt our Warren…

General woundwort: *chuckles* well then…

General woundwort: game on…alien…

Hazel: *laughs* alright then…

~Hells greatest dad playing~

Hazel: ah ha!

Hazel: *singing* Looks like you could use some help, From the big boss of London himself; Check out hazel's glowing reviews on Yelp (Five stars! Flawless! Greater than great!)

Hazel: *singing* Oh, with the punch of a pentagram. I wap-bam-boom, alakazam! Usually, I charge a sacrificial lamb but you get the family rate

Fiver: thanks Hazel!

Hazel: *singing* Who needs a busboy, now that you've got the chef? (wow) Michelin-tasting menu, free à la carte. I'll rig the game for you because I'm the ref! Champagne fountains, caviar mountains, that's just a start!

General woundwort: *singing* Who's been here since day one? Who's been faithful as a nun? Who makes you chuckle with an old-timey pun?Your executive producer?

Fiver: That's true!

General woundwort: I'm your guy, your day-to-day. Your chum, your steadfast hotelier. Remember when I fixed that clog today?

Doe: I was stuck, thank you sir!

Fiver: Oh you!

General woundwort: *singing* I'm truly honored that we've built such a bond

Fiver: aw

General woundwort: *singing* You're like the sibling that I wish that I had

Hazel: uh, what?

General woundwort: *singing* I care for you, just like a brother I spawned

Hazel: hold on now!

General woundwort: *singing* It's a little funny, you could almost call me mate!

Hazel: *plays a violin*

General woundwort: *plays a piano*

Hazel: *plays a accordion*

General woundwort: *singing* They say, when you're looking for assistance. It's smart to pick the path of least resistance

Hazel: *singing* Others say, that in your needy hour. There's no substitute for pure angelic power!

Fiver: 😍

Hazel: *singing* Who just happens to also be your blood!

General woundwort: *singing* Sadly, there are times a birth sibling is a dud

General woundwort: *singing* They say the family you choose is better-

Hazel: what a bunch of losers!

General woundwort: Can you butt out of my song?

Hazel: Your song? I started this!

General woundwort: I'm singing it, I'll finish it!

Hazel: Oh, you tacky piece of–

Dandelion: *singing* It's me, yes it's me! I know you were all waiting for me! I'm here, what a gas. Took a while, but I'm present at last! It's me, it's me: DANDY!

All: …

General woundwort: Who?

[stephenwarren]

BASICS

full name: stephen adrien warren

nickname: steve, stevie, mr warren, s. w reynolds (pseudonym)

age/date of birth: 39 / may 8th, 1985

zodiac sign: taurus ☼ libra ☾ cancer ↑

gender identity: cis man (he/him)

hometown: hermosa beach, ca

current location: new bellevoux, la

neighborhood: lafayette hills

time in town: on-and-off, 27 years

sexual orientation: demisexual

occupation: high school teacher, novelist

PERSONALITY

labels: the phoenix, the benefactor, the mediator

pos traits: gentle , reliable , caring , trustworthy , allocentric , dutiful

neg traits: obstinate , reticent , stubborn , secretive , deceitful

hobbies: cooking, reading, history, musical theatre, camping, sports, volunteering, board games

languages spoken: english, french, italian, asl, a bit of mandarin & russian

instruments played: guitar & piano

favorite color: blue, red, green

favorite food: everything, big foodie

allergies: n/a

APPEARANCE

height: 6 feet

distinguished characteristics: multiple scars throughout his body; a blink and you'll miss it type of situation. some are from childhood and barely noticeable if you look closely whilst the most prominent ones are around 4 years old, situated in his ribs. there is no itemized list yet, but it is something he is acutely aware of.

tattoos: a phoenix on his back, a minimalist tattoo from the song ‘from eden’ by hozier where the word idealism sits in a small prison and it’s located on his left ribcage, the date of his mom’s passing and his sibling’s disappearance on his chest, the phrase ‘when i was drowning, that’s where i could finally breathe’ on his right forearm. ( ref )

piercings: n/a

right or left-handed?: right-handed

RELATIONSHIPS

robert warren (whereabouts unknown), alycia reynolds (deseased)

sibling(s): one younger sibling (whereabouts unknown)

children: jack (adopted child, 12), alexandra (adopted child, 7)

pet(s): a four year old labradoodle named Pollux

BULLET POINTS

tw: drug use, abuse, death mention

Stephen was born into an already broken household with a negligent, abusive, narcissistic father and a loving and caring but mentally exhausted mother who had sadly been drawn to the world of opioids addiction by her very own husband only a few weeks after giving birth, who made a living out of not only dealing but fabricating said drugs. It became obvious to Stephen at a very young age that he was on his own. Despite all that, he had a pretty normal childhood ( as normal as one can be with a parent who half of the time isn't there and whenever he is around, leaves you wishing he wasn't ) which only became brighter once his parents announced to him the arrival of their second child.

For a while, the new breath of fresh air worked on their favor; bringing the cursed family a new wave of tranquillity a new bundle of joy can bring, yet it was short-lived once his father started spiraling down once more. Home became hell on earth, Stephen making himself the primary target of his father's wrath for the upcoming years until a couple months before his twelfth birthday, the fateful day his father lost his job and the reigns of his own life. He began selling again to make meets end and shortly after, consuming and the aggressions escalated. Worried teachers and friends got in contact with officials and one day CPS showed up to the Warren household while Stephen was at school and his mother was out and took his little brother from his father, promising to come back soon for the oldest Warren. The patriarch, scared, left the family household there and then only leaving behind a note explaining what had happened to never be seen again. Stephen and his mother searched tirelessly for two whole days yet quickly panic overtook Stephen's mother who, scared of losing her remaining child took all their belongings and move them both to New Bellevoux, her hometown.

The three following years were bittersweet. Although they were now safe, at peace in a place filled with people who cared for them and they were starting to heal from the years spent in the Warren household, the grief of losing the youngest of the family didn't let them quite move on. Tragedy struck once again when, only a few months before his sixteenth birthday, Stephen came home after a party to find his mother unconscious and unresponsive. He called 911 as quickly as he could but it proved to be in vain, as she was pronounced dead by the time they had arrived, due to drug overdose and thus, he had lost the entirety of his family in a span of three years. For months, he changed from being a loving and caring kid to what seemed to be the shell of a person, barely speaking to anyone and constantly angry but with the help of his family on his mother's side and closed ones, he managed to overcome his grief and continue with his life, as hard as it was. He even managed to not only graduate after missing a month worth of work after his mother's passing, but graduate with good grades and good possibilities of applying to any college he set his mind to.

He was accepted into Monroe College on their Criminal Justice department and Stephen moved to NYC the day after graduation, a shared dream he and his mother had had for as long as he could remember. 3 years and endless jobs to provide for himself later, he graduated and a chance to dream bigger and seek higher education became a possibility when he enlisted to NYU's online program for a master degree while he moved to Virginia and started the Quantico program to become a federal agent. Two years split between Virginia and New York stretched him and every relationship he had thin, but he worked through it and even managed to find a significant other that he inevitably proposed to a year later. Stephen ultimately enlisted in the FBI and was assigned to New York once again where he remained for the next 3 years. After a work related accident that nearly costed him his life and a sour relationship that ended with a broken heart, Stephen decided to leave New York for good and moved back to New Belloux, where he worked tirelessly at day to become a teacher and at night, he used his now permanent state of insomnia to write down every experience he had had in his lifetime.

Thanks to a close friend of his, Stephen decided to turn one of his memories into a novel of one of the cases he had been a part of and with the help of a friend with an indie publishing company back in New York his debut novel that wasn't meant to be one, was published in 2012 under the pseudonym S. W. Reynolds, in honor of his late mother. The novel became a success and before he knew, the now teacher assistant was signing a deal for two more books, a part of the publishing company, and the chance of his novels striking a deal with a streaming platform for a movie or show. He took his time to publish his second novel, occupied with his new career as a high school teacher but ultimately published the much anticipated sequel in 2018, it's success surprising even the author himself who promptly grew burnt out when avid readers began demanding a third book.

He considered quitting, taking the money he had made with his previous works and go back into keeping his writings private but ultimately decided to take a break to focus on his teachings and his next big project: becoming a foster parent. It had always been a dream of his, especially due to his past and the situation with his little sibling so the high school teacher attended every class and lesson, mandated by court or not and ultimately, after almost two years, he was assigned 2 siblings in 2021 whose backstory resembled his own, terribly so. Their relationship was difficult at the beginning and it came with the trial and tribulations proper with normal human relationships and the nuance of their distinctive case and yet, the three persisted and after a few months, they began to fall into a rhythm that truly allowed them to not only find themselves but a family of their own and a year after first welcoming them into his home, Stephen was working on fully adopting them and becoming their legal guardian.

With a new mindset and a new perspective, he began to write again. He is currently finishing the final draft of his third novel while simultaneously teaching history at New Belleveoux High School and raising Jack and Alexandra, his adoptive children. Pollux, his trusty labradoodle accompanies him through it all.