#theadora asks

[meetmymouth]

plssss i need a blurb about thea seeing that bald ass head

from the series theadora

“What are you doing?”

Harry looks absolutely ridiculous.

Sitting on the sofa, a mug in hand as he scrolls on his phone with the other.

Seeing only his torso, and the hands were not a reason to call him out on his bullshit, though. What angered her—perhaps, for no reason—was the fact that he’d been home for about four hours, and in that four hours, Harry has not taken his beanie off.

So, she thinks, yes—he looks absolutely ridiculous with the beanie still on his head.

“What?” He looks up, eyebrows furrowed.

The hat matches the pink lights on their Christmas tree, and she so badly wants him to take it off to see whether the flickering lights would reflect on his head that lacked a significant amount of hair now or not.

“Take that thing off for the love of God, Harry, you’ve been home for hours.”

“I feel… self conscious.”

“You can’t be serious, I’ve caught you taking multiple selfies,” she rubs her eyes, and walks towards him. She sits next to him, one leg tucked under the other, arm finding his body to hug him from the side. “Are you… serious?”

Harry bites his bottom lip. “Okay, maybe not. It’s just hair. I don’t care. I just.”

“What is it?”

“Teddy hasn’t seen it—”

“Well, I wonder why. Your bald head must be so hot under that thing,” she snorts, biting his shoulder over the t-shirt.

Harry gasps, almost spilling his tea. He puts it on the coffee table, hand already finding her hip to pinch the skin. “Stop being mean. I’m not bald.”

“Just take it off, please. She’ll find it cute. Camp.”

“Camp?” He repeats, tone incredulous and hesitant. “Fuck off.”

“Harry.”

He lets out a sigh, and leans his head on her head, her hair tickling the side of his face. He smiles for a moment, the stillness of the room making him feel warm.

“I love you,” she starts, hand creeping under his t-shirt. She stops when it reaches his neck. “But you need to take it off. I mean, what’s your plan, hm?”

“Well.”

“Didn’t think that one through, did you?”

They turn their heads at the same time when they hear Theadora’s small footsteps.

She enters the living room, a pink, glittery tinsel around her neck, mouth supporting a frown.

“The tree in my room is so small,” she walks over to them, and grabs Harry’s hand, putting it on the arm of the sofa. She gets on his lap, but not before giving her mum a bored look. “You told me I could have a tree in my room, too.”

She nods. “I did. And you do. We bought you one.”

“What’s wrong with it?” Harry strokes the side of her face, fingers delicately playing with her curls.

“Too small, I said it one minute ago. Because it is small,” she gives a curt nod. “Tinsel does not cover it all the way.”

“Do you mean the tinsel is big for your tree?” Harry suggests.

Theadora looks up at him, eyes narrowed. “It’s not even a tree. It’s a… tr. It’s so, so small I don’t like it.”

“Teddy we have a massive Christmas tree down here.”

“Why are you wearing a winter hat,” she changes the subject, but before they can give her an answer, her small hands reach for the hat, and it slides off of his head.

They both gasp, Theadora howls.

“What have you done, daddy!” She closes her mouth with her hands.

“I… cut my hair, T,” Harry rubs his eyes, clearly feeling nervous.

It’s silent for a while, before Theadora speaks again.

“With scissors?”

“Ah,” Harry lets out a defeated laugh. “No—”

“Did you do it or mum?”

“A hairdresser.”

She gulps. They both watch her in silence.

“Okay.”

Harry’s gaze finds hers momentarily before turning back to the child. “You like it?”

“I guess but do you like it? Are you sad? Because your hair was kinda curly like mine,” she flinches at her own words before turning to her mum. “I am not cutting my hair.”

They both laugh, and Harry presses a kiss on her small hands.

“You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, Teddy,” Harry murmurs, hands stroking her small ones in his. “Do you like it, though— really?”

“I do, I think. We won’t be able to put hair clips now but I guess if you’re happy.”

Harry bites his lips so that he doesn’t cry at the pureness of the interaction.

“I love you, Teddy.”

“I love you, too, daddy. Your head looks nice, I promise you.”

Harry laughs, unaware of the loving gaze directed at them both.

“What about my hair?”

Theadora doesn’t look impressed by the question.

“Can we get a bigger Christmas tree for my room now, please?”

[the-morningstar-family]

Lucifer do try to make sure Alastor takes a break every once in a while, pregnancy isn't easy

Both parents have been on the phone's the whole morning. The deer obviously chose old rotary phones.

Alastor just hung up on a most difficult lady doing the flower arrangement. But before he can have some respite, Theodora is standing before him, arms crossed. Oh no, Alastor knows that look.

Alastor: “... I am not exactly sure what I have done to warrant such a look”

Theodora: “Y'a seen de clock, dear?”

He actually hadn't keeping track of time, he glances at the clock, 1:20pm. Hm, high time to prepare lunch.

Alastor, sighing: “Yes you're right, I'll be right on that. The children need their food-”

The woman softens.

Theodora: “It's ‘bout you too, dear. You got little ones cookin’ in dere, don’t you forget it! You gotta eat, or you gonna be fallin' down like a chicken in a pot!”

Alastor: “My weight gain has been perfectly adequate, I'll have you know.”

She frowns even deeper, he regrets talking back instantly.

Theodora: “If you keep on like this, t'won't stay like dat! Get on up! We fixin' to make lunch.”

Alastor: “Yes Mama”

Once they agree upon a recipe, they work in synch like always. Watching them cooking is mesmerizing. At least Lucifer, who's secretly watching from behind the doorway does. He doesn't want to interrupt him.

Theodora: “Your man thinks he’s slick”

Alastor: “Let him, he needs enrichment”

They joke low enough that the king doesn't hear, only their soft snickering reaches his ears. a few more cuts, and the woman glances at the ever turning clock again.

Theadora: “Y'know what I told ya 'bout keepin' a good schedule?”

Alastor: “Yes, yes- I didn't mean to forget. I am not usually letting time fly away.”

She frowns, speaking up louder now.

Theodora: “Lucifer, dear, come on in here, y'hear?”

The king is startled. Instantly nervous. But he obliges, stepping into the kitchen which is slowly filling with a lovely scent.

Theodora: “I know y’all busy, but you gotta jot down a plan. Both of ya togetha. And y’all better stick to it.”

Alastor: “We can, but we should wait until -”

Theodora: “You faint 'cause you don't eat? Non, chérie, you gonna jot somethin' down dis evenin'!”

Lucifer: “Yeah, we can do that. Writing a schedule shouldn't take too long, should it?”

Alastor: “... Fine. Yes.”

Theadora: “Dat’s what I like t’hear!”

A smile spreads on her face that makes Alastor's own soften so that

they match. He doesn't want to ever miss it again, he's unsure if he could take that. Probably not.

For now he doesn't have to think about it.

[ll-underestimated-ll]

@earlgreyritae

[solemn-marauders]

Hi there! I was inspired by your patronus post that I wrote a continuation with your MC. Hope you like it!

Thea only knew there could be one place where Sebastian could be hiding. She thanked Professor Hecat for her time, leaving the classroom with hurried steps. What she just learned was… enlightening and overwhelming at the same time, leaving Thea to draw her own conclusion. What happened earlier… It was Sebastian’s love confession exposed in front of the whole class to see. 

Which led the white haired Gryffindor down the stairs, and into that familiar grandfather’s clock. She took a deep breath and waved her wand, the clock revealing itself to the entrance to the Undercroft. Without any hesitation, Thea stepped in, her heart beating from out of her chest. 

Upon landing in front of the gate, she saw Ominis and Sebastian prancing around rather awkwardly, as if they made an uncomfortable revelation. Thea didn’t want to announce her arrival, but the loud noise of the gate shifting and opening to reveal her presence snapped the Slytherin boys back to reality, looking in her direction. Ominis gave a sigh as he took his cue to leave. 

“She’s here, Sebastian. I think I’ll take my leave.” 

Ominis made his way out, giving Thea a small smile as he left. Thea smiled back in return, then her eyes turned to look at Sebastian. He was shifting uncomfortably, avoiding her gaze. Once they heard the gates of the Undercroft close, Thea gulped as she approached Sebastian. 

“Sebastian… I…”

“I’m sorry, okay?”

“Sorry?” 

Thea was taken back at his words. Surely there was more to that. Thea got confused, then tried to read Sebastian’s face for any sort of sign. Whatever charm he had was gone, leaving behind one that fumbled about his words and uncertain on what to do. 

“Just… sorry. It wasn’t intentional.” 

Thea scoffed at that statement.

“It wasn’t? It looked extremely intentional to me.” 

“Just… leave it. None of that happened.” 

“Dismissing it already?” 

“I told you to leave it, Thea.”

Thea paused when Sebastian snarled those words at her. They always teased and shared a few jokes, but she knew this time Sebastian meant business. Sighing, she decided to change the conversation and get straight to the point. 

“All right. Then tell me… what was your happy thought?” 

Sebastian finally looked at her, giving a moment of silence as he composed himself. His hands clenched into fists that made his knuckle white, his breaths were heavy that Thea could see him heaving. It took all of Sebastian’s will to admit it. 

“When I first conjured a Patronus… I was thinking of the times I played Gobstones with Anne and Ominis. I tried to use it again but… after what happened last year it became corrupted. It was just sad and… I could no longer feel joy in it after knowing I had failed both of them. Then… I thought of your smile, our adventures, every single conversation I had with you…It gave a burst of happiness I never felt before. Merlin, Thea. Do you have any idea that since you walked into the Great Hall last year, you caught my eye? And have you ever seen me behave the way I do to you to any other girl?” 

Thea could only blink when Sebastian asked her those questions. Her whole body froze, leaving Sebastian to take her silence as rejection as he got up, looking defeated as he muttered to her. 

“I’ll see you around.” 

But Sebastian didn’t move. His body froze when he felt Thea’s hand holding his arm, as if begging for him to stay. Sebastian dared himself to look at her face, one of anguish and despair. She looked like she was about to cry when her voice, barely above a whisper, asked him a question in return. 

“Aren’t you going to ask me what I thought in return?” 

Sebastian paused, seeing her emotions about to spill as he nodded, leaving Thea to get herself together and muster whatever courage she had left. Wiping away any stray tears, Thea took a deep breath and spewed her confession.

“I wasn’t getting it right. Whatever memory I was thinking about wasn't strong enough. Then… you saw my sad sparks. Honestly… I was trying to get you out of my head until you pointed out that I was on the right path. I stopped fighting it…and… well you know the rest.” 

Sebastian’s jaw dropped at that confession. Thea…Thea was also thinking of him? Just as much he was thinking of her. Him… of all people she could have had at Hogwarts, Thea is in love with him. Sebastian’s stance relaxed, thinking he would never gain her love after seeing how far he went to cure Anne that it cost everything. Sebastian awkwardly closed the gap between them, but he leaned in as he felt Thea’s hand move from his arm to his shoulders, trailing on his neck and landing on his cheek, her other hand followed suit. He started to feel a little bold and wanting to take his chance, but his eyes widened with shock. 

Thea leaned in, giving Sebastian a passionate kiss. 

Overcoming what just happened, Sebastian swooned and gave into her kiss, hungrily responding to her lips as he held her waist, not intending to let go. He thought he lost everything that made life bearable for a moment. He never thought of himself worthy of her, but she chose him in the end. He wasn't going to let her go. No… he’ll court her, marry her to show he means it. He wants her by his side as they raise their own brood of Sallows, until his own hair turns gray to match the white in her hair. 

They parted their kiss when their breaths felt short, both of them looking at each other with wonder and glee. Thea and Sebastian gave each other a hug, inhaling each other’s scent and feeling warm despite the cold conditions of the Undercroft. 

It’s the start of a new adventure. And all it took was a Patronus.

THIS IS SO SWEET! 🥹

I can’t believe you felt inspired to write about Thea after reading one of my drabbles. I’m touched and honored. This was such a gift, thank you.

I’ll, hopefully, be posting my own continuation of my Patronus scene soon.

[feralcherry]

If your OC had an unlimited about of time and money for a hobby, what would they do?

I'm just seeing this omg

Anyways, I'll run with two of my current ocs.

Theadora would probably just do her job but with the benefit of unlimited time and money. She LOVES working for the American Bureau of Magic because she gets to travel the world and learn about Ancient Magic. She's in a gopher role right now with retrieval of items but she'd love to just go at her own pace and follow her intuition.

Nokia would have a million hobbies that are half finished because she realizes she does not have the skills needed to maintain them in the bg3 world. Like half-finished quilts, etc. She'd be baking a LOT though as that's one thing she can do on the side. She can also play her violin. So she'll have a few options. Plus she can always use that time to actually learn whatever she wants, given she's not running from literal death at that point lolol

[yoshitsuno]

Sebastian Sallow x Theadora Gravethorne 🐍❤🦁 Another commission for the sweet @snickette / @solemn-marauders who asked me her beautiful Sebadora ❤❤ Working with her it's always a pleasure ❤

[silverbird]

OCKiss Day 7: Caught

Morys and Theadora

Courting for convenience turns into feelings. Feelings turns into 'oh god I wish we were married already'.

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Theadora smiled fondly as Morys pressed another kiss to her hand. Sneaking through her parents' home to properly say goodbye to him without watchful eyes, it exhilarated her. She twisted his hold so their fingers laced together.

"Did you get my letter?" She asked, voice hushed, grinning despite herself as she remembered the contents of her last letter. Morys's eyes danced with amusement, what she wouldn't give to see that look everyday.

"Yes, I did. You made a very convincing argument on why I should steal you away. But unfortunately societal standards dictate otherwise, my dear." Not the answer she had been hoping for, Morys was a gentleman after all. But she wasn't so easily dissuaded. She caressed his cheek, her fingers dragged along his jaw.

"Perhaps arguing my points in person would be more effective?" She said softly, taking great delight in his shaky breath and distraction.

"You two are going to get in trouble." Theadora launched herself away from him before she recognized Auden, Morys's brother, coming down the hall.

She breathed a sigh of relief as he gave Morys his coat. "You won't tell on us though, will you Auden?"

"Of course not, Dorie." He said, ruffling her hair slightly. Coat donned, Morys cupped her cheek, his smile a touch sad.

"Goodnight my dear." She kissed his palm as it slid away from her face, already missing his touch.

"Goodnight Morys. I look forward to your next visit, or letter."

[runnning-outof-time]

Evie not taking after her uncle Arthur and being math wiz lol

if you have the time can you talk a little bit about the girls personalities for some girl!dad lore?

Thank you so much for sending this ask in, anon!! ☺️ like I said in my previous answer - seeing this in my inbox made my day!! I appreciate your interest in my stories!

I had to read the parts that I’ve shared of this lovely family so that I could get a reminder of the girls and what I’ve written for them already.

I’ve added some insight into their personalities below the cut!

Theadora Rose Shelby “Thea”

Thea’s a ray of sunshine

She also embraces the ‘oldest child’/‘big sister’ role and embodies it beautifully — she loves her little sisters

She loves nature (hence where Juniper received her name) and enjoys spending time outside

She also has a tendency to dive completely into whatever it is that she finds she’s passionate about — also where Juniper got her name.

I think she’s also the most caring out of the three. Like if someone in her family’s upset, she’s going to stay with them and make sure that they’re going to be ok.

Kind of going off of the last one, Thea’s really pure — in the sense that she’s always seeing the good in everything. And that pureness lasts for a while; throughout all of her childhood years and up into her teens (which Tommy’s genuinely grateful for because he’s always worried about his line of work and exposing the girls to it).

I imagine her going on to do something good in the world … to inspire and advocate for change in some realm. … maybe she’d become a teacher so that she could make an impact on the next generation while also fighting for change that she wants to see in her community.

Evelina Marie Shelby “Evie”

Evie’s definitely the one who brings the sass and drama the most

But she’s also very much goofy and a trickster … she really takes after her uncle John

She’s also not afraid to let her true emotions be known — she wasn’t a fan of no longer being the baby of the family at first, and she made sure to let her mom and dad know that … but then she came around and is happy to have Juni.

Now she likes the ‘middle child’ role …. But she doesn’t conform to it completely (in the sense that she doesn’t just blend into the family dynamic) — which is where the sass comes in.

I imagine that she’s definitely the trickiest to handle growing up … from getting into stuff she’s not supposed to be getting into, to finding herself in situations that Tommy swears cuts years off of his life - he and (Y/N) have had the most talks about her out of all the daughters (and she was the first to have an actual boyfriend…regardless of what her father said).

But with that being said, she’s also smart…in every sense of the word. We saw an inkling of it in the very latest blurb (which the comment about Arthur made me giggle…she’s way better than her uncle at maths) — I definitely think that she’d be the daughter to score the highest in school.

Evie’s definitely going to hold some sort of position of power when she grows up — I’m not sure if timelines work out, but hell, she’d make them work because I could see her being some sort of lawyer, or in a position where she’s able to use her knowledge and wit to best an opposing side.

Juniper Anne Shelby “Juni”

Juni’s truly a ball of sunshine — like she’s Thea times 10.

She admires her big sisters too. They’re the world to her.

I’d imagine that she’s the daughter that falls in love with horses. Sure, Thea and Evie both ride, and have been riding their entire lives, but Juni is the first girl to really love the animal.

And she and Tommy really bond over that.

So I definitely see her as being the ‘daddy’s girl’ of the daughters. … so just when Tommy thinks that he’s finally got this girl dad thing down in the scheme of his daughters getting older and wanting to start families of their own (because yes, he allows that), his world gets rocked when Juni tells him that she’s found someone special — because that’s his little girl, and she’s not so little anymore.

With her love for animals - horses in particular - I see Juni being the daughter who grows up and works with animals as her livelihood. Maybe she has her own piece of property with like a rehab or training facility on it? And of course she keeps a few horses of her own, which Tommy is thrilled about. I’d imagine that there’s family rides that happen on her property almost weekly.

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I’m sure I’ll think of more little tidbits about these ladies as I write more stories about them, but hopefully this is a good starting off point for a little more insight into who they are — and hopefully I didn’t leave out anything that I said in the stories already…if I did, don’t be afraid to tell me and I’ll add it here!

If you’re new to the Girl Dad series, but you still read this post (firstly, thank you!) you can read their ongoing story HERE!

Thanks so much again for sending this lovely ask in! It was so fun thinking about these girls and diving deeper into who they are!! 🥰❤️

[kissohee]

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[entangledmuses]

Hercules had just got home and he knew that Meg was probably exhausted with Theadora. So he found her on the couch drifting in and out of sleep. Hercules kissed her on the cheek and took their daughter into his arms. "Meg, how about you go get some rest, I'll take over from here." [Hercules To Meg]

Thea was still a little fussy, but Meg was exhausted. She cooed softly, stroking her daughters back, bouncing her lightly as she rest on the sofa, not able to actually trust herself to be able to stand and hold her new born.

She was sure she must of been drifting off, because she didn't hear Herc come in. She hummed as she felt his lips on her cheek, her eyes opening to look at him.

"Are you sure?" She asked as she looked at him with their daughter. "She's been really fussy today." She told him. But she also didn't have the strength to stop him. She slowly stood "Just a little while." She said, walking towards the bedroom, but stopped and looked over her shoulder at him again.

"You're a life safer." She breathed.

[iggydabirdkid]

Good things come in threes!  This is the third of the 6 drawings I have planned for Pride Month!

The Wayhaven Chronicles is one I hold dear, being someone who loves everything supernatural. And how can I pass up the opportunity for angst with a certain golden-haired vampire?? 

So this is what I did for My Detective (Agent now I guess XD) Theadora Rickson and Ava Du Mortain.

(Forgive me if some of the spelling and punctuation is strange. It was weirdly difficult trying to write this in the style the game is written in. Also this ones a little longer, so don’t feel obligated to read it if ya don’t want to. Just enjoy the pretty art :) )

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Lost in Your Eyes

The alarm that blares from my phone jumpstarts my heart as my eyes snap open. Groaning and turning my face into my plump pillow I reluctantly roll onto my stomach and reach blindly towards the shrill sound, my palm slapping against the surface of beside table before finally connecting with the offending device.   

Another groan escapes me and I lift my head while blinking against the glow of the screen as I turn the alarm off. I hate having to get up so early but I had doomed myself by neglecting my paperwork all week and now I was paying the price. I was just glad that I had had the foresight to ask Verda to send it over to the Warehouse. At least that way I could get it done from the comfort of the library. I let my head flop back down into the inviting plush of my pillow, “Thanks past me,” I mumble, the act of rolling my eyes made difficult by my position.

Letting out a sigh I finally decide to get up as I knew that if I stayed laying down I would for sure fall asleep again. I push the top half of my body off the mattress as I lean on my forearms and yawn before arching my back and hearing the cracks and pops of my joints before sitting back on my haunches. I tip my head back to roll my neck and lift my arms up high over me before shaking them out and standing up. I scowl as I look down to see my covers bunched up around my feet and I kicked my blankets to the floor, they needed to be washed anyways. As I jump from my bed it rocks beneath me and I grimace, placing a hand against its wooden frame to steady it.

The wall before me was dappled with morning sunlight and unable to help myself I wave a hand through the specks of dust floating in the rays of gold. With a smile of my face I let myself relax. Sometimes it was worth waking up early, if only for the little things. Speaking of…

I spin around and grab my phone off the nightstand, swiping down from the top of the screen to check my notifications as I pad barefoot from my room and into the kitchen. No new messages. The frown on my face was familiar, as was the way my heart seemed to sink in my chest. I was hoping that she would have sent a message, even if it was a brief one. Seeing nothing stung and I scowl at myself, “They’re on a mission!” I shout into my empty apartment as I throw my phone onto the kitchen counter and turn to the kettle to press its toggle down, “She won’t have time to send anything…” I trail off as I grab a mug and tea bag from the cupboard, willing the words to set my feelings at ease but there was still the tiniest voice way at the back of my mind that said otherwise, “Stop it.” I spit out harsh words to myself as I watch the steam rise from the kettle’s spout. But I can’t help it as the image of emerald-green eyes pop into my mind. I groan and rub my face with my hands, “Great…” I grumble just as the kettle clicks off, “What a fantastic way to start the morning…”

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My car rumbles along the dirt pathway leading up to the warehouse and I feel every shift and bump that it makes, but I don’t mind. It may be old but that just gives it character! Not something that everyone in Unit Bravo believes and when I had made the same joke about Ava herself, only Farah had laughed. I snicker as I remembered the sour look on Ava’s face as she had pursed her lips, her form tightening as she had turned away. I wonder how she’s doing…

Soon enough I pull up in front of the warehouse, parking my car and wincing at the loud creaking noise the handbrake made when I pulled it up. Maybe I should be thinking about upgrading… I’m sure Ava would help with her love of cars… I smack myself lightly on the forehead. Stop thinking about Ava, you have work to do! I unclip my seatbelt, yank my bag from the passenger seat, and open my door with a kick before stepping out onto the mossy forest floor. I threw my door closed with a slam that reverberated throughout the still almost silence and I stop in my tracks to just take in the view.

I loved it here. Being in the forest, being in nature with the trees and the animals. I loved the way the rays of sun filtered in through the treetops high above, their branches swaying in the wind and causing the light to dance about the ground in such interesting ways. I smile to myself before making sure my car is locked and heading inside the warehouse, walking through the dark and dusty false interior before entering through the key carded locked door and entering the warehouse proper. The door had only just closed behind me before a blur of colour rockets forwards from down the hall and I freeze on the spot, becoming a perfectly still target for the energetic vampire who would have knocked me over had my back not been right up against the door.

“Thea!” Farah squeals as she wraps her arms around my shoulders, pinning my hair to my back as she does so.

“Farah!” I reply and drop my bag to hug her back, “You’ve returned?” I laugh even as I feel my brow crease.

“Earlier this morning yeah.” She pulls back then picks my bag up and hands it to me. I watch as she cocks her head to one side and I shift on the spot when her eyes zero in on my face, “You’re upset?”

“Not about you returning!” I reassure her as I start my walk towards the library, “I was just hoping to get a text from Ava this morning. Considering…” I trail off, “I know its stupid, but is she in at the moment?” I ask as I turn my head slightly to peer at the shorter vampire who shakes her head in reply.

“She left an hour ago. Wouldn’t tell us where she was going, which is new but.” she shrugs and I watch her shoulders disappear into the frizz of her hair.

“Guess that for the best, I didn’t realize you guys were back today. I left Ava’s present back at my apartment.”

“You got her a present!” Farah shouts as she begins to bounce on the balls of her feet.

“Of course I did! Why wouldn’t I?” I chuckle as I push open the door to the library, allowing Farah to enter before me.

“What did ya get her?” Farah asks, skipping over to and flopping down onto the old patterned couch.

“Ohhh no,” I wag my finger at her as I dump my bag by her feet, “You’re terrible at keeping secrets. I’m more likely to tell Morgan than you and that only as she’ll forget because she doesn’t care.” I snicker, striding past Farah to the desk where I could see my paperwork sitting neatly atop. The sound of the chair scraping across the hardwood floor as I drag it out fills the large space, and I hope in vain that Nat hadn’t heard. I didn’t need another lecture on proper etiquette. I slump down into the chair and scoot back under the desk before spreading my files across its surface, only to be interrupted by the sound of a quirky tune rising from where Farah sat with her back to me. I sigh and give a quiet laugh as I turn in my chair, “Farah?” I start, speaking up to get her attention.

“Huh?” comes the distracted reply as she tilts her head backwards to look at me. I shake my own head with a grin.

“As much as I love your company I have work I need to do, and I rather I get it all done before Rebecca realizes I’ve been slacking again.”

“She’s not in charge of you anymore though?”

“Try telling her that!” I chortle, “And she’s still my mother. She’ll nag me about it and I’ll have to listen to her talk about work ethic again and I’d rather avoid that if I can.”

“Ugh! Fine fine, I’ll get out of your hair.”

I open my mouth to thank her. Only to stop and instead raise an eyebrow as she reaches behind to grab the arm of the couch with both hands before lifting her legs off from the cushions, arching them over her head pushing herself off the as she flips over. Her feet land with a thud against the ground and she raises her arms above her head as she turns to me, “Ta da!”

“You’re ridiculous!” I laugh as I clap and she grins before grabbing her beanie from the floor, the article of clothing having fallen off during her stunt and allowing half her face to be covered by her curls. She crams it back on her head and moves her hair aside to give me a wink and fire finger guns at me before spinning on her heel and leaving. I turn back to my paper and groan at the full day of work I saw ahead of me before I sigh, and begin.

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I wake up with a start as a loud knock rings throughout the library. As I bolt upright in my seat a few stray sheets of paper that had stuck themselves to my face fall back to the desk. I shake my head, brush my hair over my shoulders and reach for my phone to check the time. If the bright numbers hadn’t alerted me to the fact that I had slept through the time I normally would have had lunch, then the rumble of my stomach would have clued me in. I jump and drop my phone back to the desk when whoever is outside the room knocks again.

“Uh, come in?” No need to raise my voice for whichever vampire it was that had the polite thought to knock first. The door cracks open and I quickly rub the sleep from my eyes, turning in my chair as Ava steps into the room.

“I apologize for interrupting your-“

“I was doing paperwork,” I cut in, sitting up straight and pulling back my shoulders. Ava raises an eyebrow.

“You were sleeping.”

“I was sleeping…” I sigh in admittance, allowing my posture to slacken as I lean an elbow on the table and prop my head up in the palm of my hand, “But in my defense I got up very early. I was semi-responsible.” Ava shakes her head at my joviality but I catch the ghost of a smile as she walks my way. The light that shines in through the windows behind me casts her in a curtain of gold and as I stare into the pools of her eyes my weariness seems to simply wash away. She stops an arm’s length away from me and it was only then that I realized she had been holding her arms behind her back the entire time. I lean to the side in an attempt to peer past her but she shifts in such a way that makes it impossible, “Spoilsport,” I hmph before looking up at her and the uncharacteristically nervous expression that twists her strong features, “Is something wrong?”

“No. Nothing is wrong.” She shakes her head yet the way her lips draw close says otherwise.

“Ava, you look like you’re constipated,” I snort as I push my chair back and get to my feet, “What’s up?”

She brings her arms out then from behind her back and extends her hands out towards me with her palms facing up, and a squat rectangular box sitting upon them. She clears her throat and I flick my attention back up to her face, “This is for you.” My eyes widen in surprise and I reach for the small black box.

“For me?” A nod, “I did get you something as well,” I add as Ava’s hands drop to her side, “But-“

“But you left it at your apartment. Farah informed me as such.”

“I knew she would tell you,” I chuckle before grasping the lid and opening the present.

It takes me a few seconds to see that the intertwining cords of leather are a bracelet and I feel a genuine smile grace my lips. And it was another few seconds after that that I realize the bracelet was one I recognized, and I felt my smile soften into something sadder.

“This is my dad’s,” I whisper softly, not taking my eyes from the precious gift.

“Yes,” Ava replies after a few silent seconds, “Agent Rickson mentioned that it was your favorite of all the ones he had. But it had been worn into being non functional.”

“It was falling apart,” I sniffle as I feel my cheeks heat up, “I wore it so much and after that I just didn’t want to risk losing it. So I stashed it away.” I fall silent as I gently lift the treasure from the box, turning it over in the sunlight as I take in every inch of it. The happiness that fills me as I slip it onto my wrist was too much to contain, and I feel my face break out in a wide grin as I place the box on the desk and step closer to Ava. I reach up towards her, cupping my hands at the back of her head as she grabs onto my waist and pulls me flush against her.

“Theadora. Thea. Animus meus, domus meus…” Ava’s words were so soft spoken, a side of her only I got to see and I stare into her face, into her eyes, into her soul.

“Ava Du Mortain. Amor meus, amicus meus, vita mea…” I watched as her gaze softened yet her eyes still sparkled as her mouth morphed into a perfect small smile, “I could get lost in your eyes forever.��

[meetmymouth]

will u pls stop with all this teddy content,,,, im already emotionally unstable as it is 🥺

no i cannot at this point here are some stories from theadoraverse

[the-morningstar-family]

I really just wanna scoop Al up for a hug no matter how much pain he’s going through

Theodora: “What- what ya meant he ain't s'posed to -?”

She chokes out. Tears flow freely over her cheek. They hold eye contact for a moment, before she adverts her gaze. Lucifer shakes his head to clear his thoughts.

Lucifer: “It's just - he- he, isn't supposed to use a lot of magic. But it's not gonna be- that bad”

He mumbles in defeat. He isn't sure what to say. There there? He loves Alastor, and he hates how much he's been hurt in his life. But he also knows that she was one of the few comforts and how much he loves her. He likes her as well. But she obviously already feels terrible. She had done it in the genuine believe it would help him.

Lucifer: “I– I think he just needs time…”

Theodora: “I never wanted to see him in pain, ‘specially not by my own hand…”

He lowers his eyes to the floor, kicking nervously at the ground.

Lucifer: “I- I know how it feels to mess up with a child but… but I know he loves you very much, I don't think that's going to change”

The deer’s eyes soften, though she still looks so sad. A pained smile graces her lips.

Theodora: “Still an angel at heart, hm?”

He blinks, and shrugs not knowing how to answer that.

Theodora: “Now, we can be down later. But where we gon' find my baby, huh?”

[wrens-garden]

Thea posting again. You have no idea how much I love this little magpie, she's my baby :)

Obviously, warnings for Avicane shit, child death, child abuse, murder, all that fun stuff, so be warned. To preface, she is young and the Avicane is not a good place to raise a child, take that how you will but there are a few bad bits..

Anyway here are some fun -and not so fun- facts, before skybound. During and After will come soon.

Pre-skybound. Pre Aviation

Her full name is Theadora Aelia Windgrove. She goes by Thea.

Her middle name was technically given to her by her father, only he died before she was born and the name was suggested to be her first name.

She was born to Dimitri Marlow and Rowan Windgrove. Her father was a Kea and her mother was a Northern mockingbird.

Her mother is a member of the Avicane, and her father was her mother's final target before she was promoted to a teacher so she'd remain within the Avicane. Her mother died a loyal member of the Avicane, and her father willingly gave his magic to Rowan with the promise of Thea's safety.

She has a teddy bear she named Solana, which was a gift her father made for her. She learned to sew so she could patch them up since her mother couldn't.

She adores her mother and is very loyal to her. Doing anything and everything she asked.

She is a very bubbly child, curious and affectionate, she is quite emotional though and isn't able to really regulate it well. She is also quite small for her age, often mistaken for being younger than she is.

Her mother would braid her hair every morning, and preen her wings every night if she had the chance. She knows how to braid her own hair but she prefers it when her mother does it.

She had one friend outside the Avicane called Quincey. They got a matching tattoo of a sunflower and poppy on their ankles, done by a very irresponsible member of Quincey's family.

She was fiercely loyal to Quincey, which supposedly the Avicane did not like. This resulted in Quincey's death, which Thea swiftly avenged, resulting in an Avicane member's death. Thea's mother covered it up, claiming they had run instead, however, does punish Thea for it, which causes her biggest scar.

Her mother inflicts most of her punishments. This results in a lot of defensive wounds on her arms and hands, and some across her legs and face from not being quick enough. Her largest scar is a large burn that goes across the right side of her face, across her right shoulder and partway down her arm.

She is actually quite skilled, all things considered. Struggles in the charisma department and needs to be a bit less impulsive, but can lie convincingly, she has an innocent charm and is a quick thinker and an even quicker fighter. She excelles in agility, and acrobatics, and is excellent at stealth and quite studious.

She dies soon after turning 10, due to another attempted murder of an Avicane member after she's told that they threatened her mother. She was nearly successful and was literally caught red-handed.

(I do have an AU where instead of killing her they use her very dangerous loyalty to make her a human shield and weapon. There is so much angst it's great)

Pre-Skybound. Post Aviation

She latches onto Vast with an unrivaled fierceness. Being the only person that can understand her, she places him on a pedestal.

She is a very good scout, she won't report to Vast directly, either 'talking' loud enough for another magpie to relay for her or subtly nudging Vast in the right direction.

Ever since she was turned she's had a really faulty memory, only truly remembering Vast and the mission, everything else disappears eventually.

She can be bribed to turn a blind eye to things with berries. Only one person has ever noticed and taken advantage of it.

She is willing to attack whenever Vast calls upon it. Even if that doesn't happen she is always extra snappish with those who act too much like Viviana for her tastes, even if she normally doesn't remember her she remembers the actions and how they made Vast feel.

[solemn-marauders]

hi I wanted to pop in and say that I love theadora’s name, it sounds very cool

Thank you so much! I brainstormed a lot of different ones and then I was stuck between Theodora (Theo) or Theadora (Thea), but went with Theadora because I liked the meaning of "Thea" so much.

[feralcherry]

If all your original characters are in an established friend group, how might they welcome the new person...theadora?

I immediately thought of a dinner party, my favorite setting for disasters, and started giggling. But I do like to think of them at a bar instead, getting together to lament their lives.

Hanne would enjoy Theadora's analytical mind.

Yeona would understand her longing for freedom and find solace that someone else has a young charge in the group.

Val and Theadora would talk about their brothers.

And they'd all get roaring drunk together :D

booze buddies!!!

thank you so much for the question haha <3