#thelma fairchild

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“Oh, you’ll fall” Thelma replied nonchalantly, as if that was somehow comforting “Quite embarrassingly, probably. And quite painfully at least a few times.”

“Ah. Well. ” Matthew cleared his throat uncomfortably, the mild sense of impending doom steadily building. “I suppose we best be going then?” 

Thelma smiled up at him, a darling sort of smile, the type that lit up half the room, so genuinely happy that Matthew decided whatever happened in the next hour - no matter how disastrous and or embarrassing - it would be worth it for that smile on his sister’s face.

-Post TLH WIP Snippet

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April 26, 2017: Obituaries

Randall Glenn Hood, age 36 

 Randall Glenn Hood, age 36, of Moravian Falls, died Saturday, April 22, 2017. He was born October 13, 1980 in Wilkes County to Randy Glenn Minton and Renita Kay Hood. He always made people laugh and was loved by many. Mr. Hood was preceded in death by his father; and Uncle, David Wayne Hood.

Surviving are his mother, Renita Hood of Moravian Falls; sister, Miranda Hood of Moravian Falls; grandmother, Norina Hood of Moravian Falls; niece, Gillian Hood; and nephews, Mathias Pickard and Christian Pickard.

Memorial service will be held 1:00 p.m. Saturday, April 29, 2017 at Miller Funeral Chapel with Pastor Justin Dancy officiating. The family will receive friends at Miller Funeral Service from 12:00 until 1:00 on Saturday, prior to the service. Flowers will be accepted. Miller Funeral Service is in charge of the arrangements. Online condolences may be made to www.millerfuneralservice.com

   Mary Belle Johnson, age 84

Mary Belle Johnson, age 84, of North Wilkesboro, died Thursday, April 20, 2017 at her home. She was born August 6, 1932 in Wilkes County to Robert and Hattie Hanks Johnson. She was a member of Springfield Baptist Church. Mrs. Johnson loved cooking, gardening and crocheting. Her favorite thing was making afghans for her grandchildren. Mrs. Johnson was preceded in death by her parents; son, Steve Johnson; daughter-in-law, Sherry Johnson; brothers, Ira Johnson and John Johnson; and sister, Barbara Johnson Elledge Prevette.

Surviving are her husband, Cline Johnson; children, Walter Johnson, Jr. "Dick" of Hays; Cathie Blalock and husband Randy of Great Falls, Montana, Keith Johnson and wife Abbi of Hays; sister, Carol Laws and husband Ray of Advance; brothers, Roger Johnson and wife Cheryl and Bill Johnson all of Hays; sisters in law, Alma Johnson of Hays, Glenda Johnson of State Road; eight grandchildren; eight great grandchildren

Graveside service will be private. In lieu of flowers, memorials may be made to Springfield Baptist Church, 3690 Cabin Creek Road, Hays, NC 28635 or to St. Jude Children's Research Hospital, 501 St. Jude Place, Memphis, TN 38105-9956. Miller Funeral Service is in charge of the arrangements. Online condolences may be made to www.millerfuneralservice.com

  Linda Kilby Holloway, 75

Mrs. Linda Kilby Holloway, 75, of Millers Creek, was called to her heavenly home by our Lord and Savior on the evening of Thursday, April 20, 2017 at Wilkes Regional Medical Center.

Linda was born on Sunday, October 12, 1941 to the late Freeman and Ila Dancy Kilby in Wilkes County.

Linda worked seventeen years at Holly Farms. She enjoyed looking after her grandchildren, gardening, canning and cooking. She always loved her Lord and her faith is what carried her through this life.  She was a member at Parkway Garden Baptist Church, where she was always active in the church.

In addition to her parents, she was preceded in death by: five brothers, Don Kilby, Fred Kilby, Lake Kilby, June Kilby, Gwyn Kilby and one sister, Nell Kilby Shepherd, who was her best friend.

Linda is survived by her husband of 55 years, James Holloway.

She was a devoted and loving mother to her two surviving children, Lorraine Holloway and Jim Holloway. Affectionately known as “Mamaw” by her four grandchildren, Chase Spears, Raquel Spears, Gracie Holloway and Levi Holloway, and one great granddaughter, Brenley.  Linda loved keeping her grandkids and took great delight in each one.

She is also survived by many loving nieces and nephews, and many friends.

Linda brought a ray of sunshine along with her wherever she went with a kind and loving heart.

Our hearts are sad as we have to say our goodbyes here. But we rejoice in only imagining the homecoming she was welcomed with upon her death.  We know she was welcomed into the light of heaven and reunited with her parents and siblings.  She will be greatly missed by those of us left here.  We take comfort in knowing through our Savior, Jesus Christ we will be with her once more in our heavenly home. She will live on in our hearts and has left us with loving memories until we meet again.

The family request no flowers or food.  

In lieu of flowers, memorials may be sent to: Parkway Garden Baptist Church, 799 State Rd 2335, North Wilkesboro, NC 28659.

Graveside service will be held Sunday, April 23, 2017 at 3:00 PM at Reddies River Primitive Baptist Church Cemetery, 2628 N NC Hwy 16, Millers Creek. Reverends Kerry Nichols, Billy Shepherd, and Cecil Royal will be officiating.

Condolences may be sent to: www.adamsfunerals.com.

Adams Funeral Home and cremation services is honored to be serving the Holloway Family.

   Walter Vernon Shephard, age 58

Walter Vernon Shephard, age 58, of North Wilkesboro, died Wednesday, April 19, 2017 at Woltz Hospice Home. He was born August 20, 1958 in Wilkes County to Coy Columbus and Thelma Watkins Shephard. Mr. Shephard was preceded in death by his parents; sister, Nancy Peterson; and nephew, Austin Bowlin.

Surviving are his wife, Debbie Jean Moore Shephard; brothers, Richard Shephard and wife Tina of Purlear, Mike Shephard and wife Rita of Wilkesboro, Dean Shephard and wife Tamera of Wilkesboro, Gary Shephard and wife Brenda of Harmony; sisters, Crystal Bowlin and husband Buddy of Wilkesboro, Diane Davis of Lewisville, Brenda Pierce and husband Dale of Roaring River; several nieces and nephews.

Funeral service will be held 2:00 p.m. Saturday, April 22, 2017 at Miller Funeral Chapel with Pastor Earl Rakes officiating. Burial will follow in Scenic Memorial Gardens. The family will receive friends at Miller Funeral Service from 6:00 until 8:00 Friday night. Flowers will be accepted or memorials may be made to Woltz Hospice Home, 945 Zephyr Road, Dobson, NC 27017. Miller Funeral Service is in charge of the arrangements. Online condolences may be made to www.millerfuneralservice.com

   Ira Waldon Church, age 90

Mr. Ira Waldon Church, age 90 of Wilkesboro, passed away Wednesday, April 19, 2017 at Westwood Hills Nursing.

Funeral services will be held 2:00 PM,  Friday, April 21st, 2017 at Goshen Baptist Church with Pastor Brian Miller, Rev. Charles Garrett and Pastor Joe Sturgill officiating. Burial will be in the church cemetery. The family will receive friends from 12:30 until 1:45 prior to the service at the church.

Mr. Church was born August 23rd, 1926 in Wilkes County to Ira Angus and Annie Belle Church. He was a member of Goshen Baptist Church. Mr. Church was retired from the American Drew after 15 years of service and Westwood Hills Nursing Center where he served as Groundskeeper and Maintenance. Ira was a devoted, hardworking and loving man. He made friends with all he met. He was a dedicated Christian who loved and served his church for many years. He will be greatly missed by all.

In addition to his parents, he was preceded in death by: two sisters; Opal Minton and Edith Canter and two brothers; Clemoth and Garley Church.

He is survived by his wife; Aretta Cloe Byers Church of Wilkesboro, five daughters; Barbara Owings of Millers Creek, Chris Mitchell and husband Denny of Stanley, Suzan Adams and husband Graham of Ocean Isle Beach, Sharon Duncan and husband Richard of Hilton Head Island, SC, and Tina Sturgill and husband Joe of Moravian Falls, eleven grandchildren; Anjie Carpenter, Tony Miles, Scot Miles, Kristal Johnson, Brian Adams, Bonnie Adams, Andrew Duncan, Anna Varakin, Jamie Goodman, Jordan Sturgill and Jeremy Sturgill, nineteen great grandchildren; Brianna Carpenter, Josiah Carpenter, Shekinah Carpenter, Anthony Miles, Michael Miles, Timmy Miles, Cassidy Miles, Tyler Miles, Treyor Miles, Amber Miles, Micah Amico, Tressa Amico, Avery Duncan, Violet Goodman, Malachi Goodman, Kayleigh Varakin, Lexi Varakin, Michael Varakin, Nikki Varakin and one great great grandchild; Selah Carpenter three sisters; Oaklen Minton of Wilkesboro, Nancy Waddell of Wilkesboro  and Linda Owings of Moravian Falls  and one brother; Jerry Church of Wilkesboro.

Flowers will be accepted or memorials may be made to the Donor’s Choice.

Online condolences may be made at www.reinsturdivant.com

     Nellie Jenkins Moore, 84

Mrs. Nellie Jenkins Moore, age 84 widow of Hershel William Moore of Supply, NC formerly of Wilkes County passed away Tuesday, April 18, 2017 at her home.

Funeral services will be held 3:00 PM Saturday, April 22, 2017 at Reins-Sturdivant Chapel with Rev.  Steve Bufkin officiating.  Burial will be in Mountlawn Memorial Park.  The family will receive friends from 6:00 until 8:00 PM Friday evening at Reins-Sturdivant Funeral Home.

Mrs. Moore was born January 24, 1933 in Wilkes County to Oscar Hamilton and Lillian Victoria Royal Jenkins.  She was a homemaker.

In addition to her parents, she was preceded in death by her husband; Hershel William Moore.

She is survived by two daughters; Patricia Lynn Broyles and husband Roy of Graniteville, SC, Mary Sue Moore of Millers Creek, one son; Robert Jenkins and wife Linda of Millers Creek, two grandchildren; Telana N. Fairchild and husband Jacob, Joshua S. Broyles, two great grandchildren; Emilyn Fairchild, Daniel Fairchild and three brothers; Bud Jenkins of Harlem, GA, Bill Jenkins of Wilkesboro and Pete Jenkins and wife Linda of North Wilkesboro.

Flowers will be accepted.

Online condolences may be made to www.reinssturdivant.com

     Dylan Durant Moore, age 18

Mr. Dylan Durant Moore, age 18 of Millers Creek, passed away Tuesday, April 18th, 2017 at his home.

Funeral services will be held 2:00 PM Sunday, April 23rd, 2017 at Reins-Sturdivant Chapel. Tasha Harris will be the speaker. The family will receive friends from 1:00 until 2:00 prior to the service at Reins Sturdivant Funeral Home. Burial will be in the Miller Family Cemetery.

Mr. Moore was born January 1, 1999 in Wilkes County to Kimberly Dawn Ashlin Harris.

He was preceded in death by his great- grandmother; Bobbie Sue Miller Moore and his grandmother; Cynthia Stone.

Mr. Moore is survived by his mother and stepfather; James Bruce Harris, Jr. of Millers Creek, Great Grandfather; Robert Moore, Jr, two sisters; Brittany Harris of North Wilkesboro and Samantha O’Grady of Millers Creek and two brothers; Raymond O’Grady and Malachi Harris of Millers Creek and Grandfather; Jay Hayes and wife Chong Lee of Fayetteville.

Online condolences may be made at www.reinssturdivant.com

    Loyd Allen Huffman, Sr., age 77

Mr. Loyd Allen Huffman, Sr., age 77 of Wilkesboro, passed away Tuesday, April 18th, 2017 at Forsyth Medical Center.

Funeral services will be held 2:00 PM Saturday, April 22, 2017 at Mt. Pleasant Baptist Church Reach Center with Rev. Kevin Brown officiating. Burial will be in Mt. Pleasant Baptist Church Cemetery. The family will receive friends from 12:00 until 2:00 prior to the service in the Reach Center.

Mr. Huffman was born November 21, 1939 in Wilkes County to Everette Monroe and Selma Eller Huffman. He was retired from Wilkes County Schools, where he taught Agricultural and Industrial Arts at West Wilkes High  School.  He received his Bachelor’s Degree from NC State University and a Master’s Degree from Appalachian State University. He was also a cattle farmer and in the hay business. Mr. Huffman was a Deacon at Mt. Pleasant Baptist Church and a former Men’s Sunday School Teacher.

In addition to his parents he was preceded in death by his wife; Peggy Elizabeth Johnson Huffman, three brothers; Ray Huffman, Wayne Huffman and N.C. Huffman and three sisters; Ruth Brown, Charlotte Greene and Maxine Church.

He is survived by two daughters; Monette Huffman of Wilkesboro, Annette Huffman Faw and husband Gregory Lloyd Faw of Wilkesboro, one son; Loyd Allen Huffman, Jr and wife Cindy Church Huffman of Wilkesboro, eight grandchildren; Chris Smith, Stephen Blevins, Wesley Blevins, Tamera Faw, Dasoda Blevins, Jessica Blevins, Dustin Huffman and Lauren Huffman, three great grandchildren and four sisters; Kate Huffman of North Wilkesboro, Betty Church and husband Edwin of Ferguson, Loretta Estes of Wilkesboro and Patricia Minton of Wilkesboro.

In lieu of flowers, memorials may be made to Mt. Pleasant Baptist Church, 239 Champion Mt. Pleasant Road, Wilkesboro, NC 28697.

    Brandi Alysse Warren, age 32

Brandi Alysse Warren, age 32, of McGrady, died Wednesday, April 19, 2017 at Carolina Medical Center in Charlotte. She was born September 30, 1984 in Wilkes County to John Everett and Ruth Wyatt Warren. She was a member of Freedom Baptist Church. She was a joy to everyone she met and had a great impact on many people. Miss. Warren was preceded in death by her father; and two sisters, Kendall Renee Warren and Andrea Lynn Warren.

Surviving are her mother, Ruth Wyatt Warren of McGrady; brother, Barry Warren and wife Andrea of Millers Creek; nephews; Andrew and Noah Warren; nieces, Payten and Hayden Warren.

Graveside service will be held 11:00 a.m. Saturday, April 22, 2017 at Freedom Baptist Church Cemetery with Minister John Greene officiating. A private viewing will be held for family only. Flowers will be accepted or memorials may be made to Freedom Baptist Church Cemetery Fund, 8356  Sparta Road, McGrady, NC 28649. Miller Funeral Service is in charge of the arrangements. Online condolences may be made to www.millerfuneralservice.com

   James Carl Church, 96

Mr. James Carl Church, age 96, of Wilkesboro passed away Tuesday, April 18, 2017 at Wilkes Regional Medical Center.

Funeral services will be held 1:00 PM Saturday at Reins-Sturdivant Chapel with Rev. Kenneth Milam          officiating.  Entombment will be in Mountlawn Memorial Park Mausoleum.  The family will receive friends from 11:00 until 12:30 prior to the service at Reins Sturdivant Funeral Home.

Mr. Church was born February 8, 1921 in Wilkes County to Boyd and Ivory Cannon Church. He was a retired Truck Driver with Holly Farms Poultry. He attended Zion Hill Pentecostal Holiness Church and Mt. Zion Baptist Church.  

In addition to his parents, he was preceded in death by his wife; Dessie Holloway Church, one son; Robert Church,one sister; Clare Church and one brother; Bill Church .

He is survived by five daughters; Teresa Jenkins and husband Bradley, Lisa Stone, Shirley Church, Carolyn Peddycord, Marlene Stanley and husband Roger, five sons; David Church and wife Barbara, Phillip Church and wife Jan, Luke Church and wife Anita, Danny Church and wife Cynthia and  Mark Church, twenty grandchildren; Samantha Carpenter, Lewis Jenkins, Tammy Sidden, Sherry Dancy, Shannon Church, Sharon Royal, Hayden Church, Kelly Stanley McNeil, Darrell Stanley, Nathaniel Birch, Jordan Bumgarner, Amy McGinty, Adams Myers, Antha Yates, Matt Church, Penny Hensley, Steven Peddycord, Shane Church, LeAnne Craig and Kim Turner, twenty eight great grandchildren; Josh, David, Zack, Beth, Madison, River, Emily, Jacob, Caitlin, Chase, Caylee, Kristen, Zach, Justus, Cayden, Katherine, Caroline, Melissa, Jessica, Aeris, Addy, Brooke, Brittany, Travis, Emily, Jillian, Natalia, Zaiden, seven great great grandchildren; Aubree and Luke Church, William and Isiah Willard, Whitley Walker, Zoie and Sierra Johnson and two great great great grandchildren; Bristol Williams and Elizah Patrick and two sisters; Betty Jennings and husband Barney of North Wilkesboro and Pansy Shepherd of North Wilkesboro and three brothers; Mack Church of Ohio, Marvin Church of North Wilkesboro and Gene Church and wife Kay of North Wilkesboro.  

    Abbygail Lou Wolfe, 54

Ms. Abbygail Lou Wolfe, 54, of Wilkesboro, passed away on Monday, April 17, 2017 at her residence.

Ms. Wolfe was born on Saturday, May 5, 1962 in Norfolk, VA to the late Gloria Susanne Quiroz and J.B. Wolfe.

Abbygail loved riding horses, scrap booking and being with her friends.

In addition to her mother, she was preceded in death by: a son, Dennis “DJ” Huffman Jr.; brothers, Jody Wolfe and Blaine Wolfe.

She is survived by: a daughter, Cynthia Huffman of Wilkesboro; her father, J.B. Wolfe of Memphis TN; brothers, Shaffer Wolfe of North Wilkesboro, and Jason (Tammy) Wolfe of Ferguson.

The family is to conduct a private memorial service at a later date.

Condolences may be sent to: www.adamsfunerals.com.

Adams Funeral Home and cremation services is honored to be serving the Wolfe Family.

       Pearl “Irene” Lane Lambert, 92

Mrs. Pearl “Irene” Lane Lambert

Mrs. Pearl “Irene” Lane Lambert, age 92 of Purlear passed away Sunday, April 16, 2017 at Avante.

Funeral services will be held 11:00 AM Wednesday, April 19, 2017 at Yadkin Valley Baptist Church with Rev. Robert Harless officiating.  The body will be placed in the church at 10:30 AM. Burial will be in the church cemetery. The family will receive from 6:00 until 8:00 PM Tuesday evening at Reins-Sturdivant Funeral Home.

Mrs. Lambert was born October 14, 1924 in Wyoming County, WVa to William Floyd and Lieuvenia Lusk Lane.  She was a homemaker and a member of Yadkin Valley Baptist Church.

In addition to her parents, she was preceded in death by her husband; Harlan Ray Lambert, one daughter; Patricia Huffman and two sons; Kenneth Lambert and James Lambert, and two sons-in-law; Ronald Stiff and Frank Walker and longtime companion; Roger Glenn Cardwell.

She is survived by four daughters; Deloris Stiff of Purlear, Karen Walker of Purlear, Brenda McManus and husband Dean of Purlear, Marian Billings and husband Danny of McGrady, two sons; Randy Lambert and wife Judy of Brenton, WVa, Michael Lambert and wife Beverly of Purlear, one daughter-in-law; Gail Lambert of Purlear, one son-in-law; Mervin Huffman of Purlear, twenty-five grandchildren, thirty great grandchildren, three great-great-grandchildren, one sister; Ona Dickerson of Beckley WVa and one brother; Orville Bell of North Wilkesboro.

Flowers will be accepted or memorials may be made to Yadkin Valley Baptist Church, 284 Fox Road, Wilkesboro, NC 28697.

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RIP Thelma Fairchild you would have loved crocs

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The Post TLH Children:

Zachary Carstairs:

Zachary is kind of living his best life.

He’s got a great brother, great sister, plenty of adults who love him, some really weird friends, some normal friends, a world to live in that he loves, and an entire universe to experience.

He gets along pretty well with most people, obviously loves him family a bunch. In his opinion, his brother is the coolest (though he’d never say it out loud.)

He’s got this deadpan sort of humor that not everyone catches onto, but genuinely means well, and when needed turns the sarcasm off for people he cares about. He’s very perky and optimistic, if not somewhat distractable. 

He thought about going into politics, decided that would be too boring. He fully intends to move to Paris, Chicago, Rome or something of the like, and do something INTERESTING. Maybe be a reporter, a designer, or better yet, a food critic. 

Mismatched socks, purple curtains, watching the sun set on a balcony, standing in solidarity with a crowd, sweet air, great skin, falling in love with life, city apartments, satin shirts, grinning to yourself, coffee with plenty of cream, the taste of grapes, golden handkerchiefs, being proud of your family, smelling like fresh linen, warm hazelnut and eau de cologne. 

Alexander Lightwood:

 

He’s honestly just a pretty nice guy. 

Blue eyed boy, straight black hair, pretty casual. Very loyal, very protective. He also is a music guy. He prefers band, specializing in brass, specifically tuba. You think the tuba doesnt give him rizz? Wrong, it does. So does the trumpet, but it doesn’t spark the same joy as the massive hunk of metal the size of a small child. 

 He can also sing, but doesnt pour his heart into it the way he does for instrument. 

He really, genuinely, adores Peter, swearing to be his friend when he met him as a tiny little baby. He probably didn’t expect to become parabatai, but pretty quickly realized that he got along with Peter better than he got along with anyone else, and enjoys his company like no other. All deeper meanings aside, they just really mesh well. 

Alexander doesn’t have the same obsessiveness Peter does, but he’ll come over to the Fairchild house for hours nonetheless. He’s content to sit in the room and read, draw, study, ect ect while Peter plays the same song thirty eight times. 

He starts a marching band. A street band, and a pretty damn good one. Peter, much as he isnt a band kid, helps him as much as he can. 

He runs around London a lot, usually with Peter. Botanical gardens, old graveyards, ancient churches, quaint coffee shops, patches of woods or flowers, he wants to poke around them. 

He’s really big on the natural, forest academia type of vibe.

He’s also got his own anxieties, and some survivors’ guilt.

He really wants to protect everyone. He never knew Christopher, but he sees how much everyone misses him and is terrified he’s gonna lose someone he loves. When he was little he started having dreams of Peter dying, and they’ve continued for years. Even though Peters is pretty much fine on his own, he’s deathly afraid Peters is gonna get bored of him, or he’s gonna go and get killed.

He’s still got a scar on his chest from Tatiana; and while it’s never caused him a problem, at times it feels like he survived when he shouldn’t have. 

 Everyone older than him went through all this trauma but he just barely slipped past.  What did he do that made him any better? Why did he deserve better? Why did he survive when his bother didn’t? Would it have been better if he died? If he had died, would they miss him as much?

Also he’s got a potty mouth. Considering how laid back and friendly he is, it’s a little jarring, but he walks into the room with his friends and swears like a sailor on a hot day.

Promises between friends, steel swords, creeks in the forest, misting rain running off of building, overgrown indoor plants, blueberry skins in your teeth, the scent of wool, protect those you love, falling asleep on your best friends shoulder, taking the stairs, swimming in lakes, walking around when the world is asleep, sharing your soul with one person, missing something you can't remember, running when you could walk, parades, the cacophony of a band, spit on your shoes, oil stains on your jeans, the perfect weight of a broadsword, stone sharpening a blade, warm milk, the scent of the forest, coffee, and wood, hundreds of voices mingling together in public until they are one with the world as the wind.

Peter Fairchild:

He was the last of the triplets to be born, and a surprise to end all surprises. With all the chaos Belials attack on London , Charlotte prenatal visits were mostly just “yep, no one’s dead in there”! So in a twist of fate that could only happen to the London Shadowhunters, bam, screaming baby boy. 

  Peter is super easy going, and joined at the hip with Alexander Lightwood. They’ve been besties literally since Peter was born. They bounce off each other well, and have spent multiple summers laying in the woods, swimming in lakes, and agonizing over music. They’ll end up teaching together in a music school eventually. 

Building on that, the kid is a musical masterpiece. Probably because music is all he does.

Adding on that memory rune, he’s Mozart on steroids. His big three are singing, piano and composing.

His voice is amazing, three octave range, most comfortable in as a low bass. Genuine talent, genuine passion. 

Piano was his first love, and he started it with Alexander. 

 His goal is composing, which he will eventually get to, and absolutely kick ass at.

All three of the triplets are the spitting image of their dad, it’s basically mini Henry 1# 2# and 3#. They inherited the red hair, freckles, eyes, and autism..  Peter is friendly, casual, so-so social skills, but he does try his best.

 He’s got plenty of curls himself, but he doesn’t like to mess with his hair, so he just goes with hats. Particularly herringbone caps, which he wears regardless of being inside or outside.

Also, he really doesn’t like getting his clothes wet. He likes to swim, doesn’t mind bathing, ect, but he hates the feeling of wet cloth on his skin.

Tweed jackets, flocks of songbirds going up, summer night air, leather shoelaces, piles and piles of sheet music, blinding heat of stage lamps, clapping of a crowd you can not see, the familiarity of piano keys, chopin and mozart, carnations, lapel pins, august days with your best friend, conductors baton slipped up your sleeve, the scent of rosin, valve oil, and pen ink under the smell of almond cologne.

Thelma Fairchild:

She’s trying, bless her.

She is dripping with that special brand of autism. She doesn’t realize when people are being mean to her, and doesn’t know how to tell them to leave her alone. She’s just as weird and exuberant as Henry, so she’s a prime target for the asshats of the shadowhunter world. She’s honestly very friendly, but just as lonely. 

Her poison of choice is dance.

When she was something like five, her mother took her to see a production of the Alice in Wonderland ballet and she fell in love. She’s tall for a ballerina, but the height standard for shadow hunter ballerinas is way higher than for mundane ones. The idea is seeing someone whose six foot tall dance en pointe is much more impressive than it is for someone a foot shorter do the same. 

Thelma, weird as she may be, is a genuinely brilliant dancer. She’s downright ethereal, totally willing to work at it 24/7 at it, great musicality, excellent actor, and an amazing storyteller. She’s a student at a ballet academy in Idris- arguably the best school in the world, and certainly one of the most challenging. 

She doesn’t love staying one her own, so she usually stays at the family residence in Idris as opposed to in the dorms at her academy.  

She loves the color yellow, loves her family, is definitely a lesbian and is hopelessly enthralled with life.

Sunlight streaming over wood floors, snow on the steps of massive stone libraries, books and candles, beating in pointe shoes, bobby pins in every drawer, dancing on your own, golden hour, freckles on your arms, standing on a balcony during a thunderstorm, sun faded furniture, poetry, reciting shakespeare to yourself, watching your shadow move, yards and yards of fabric, nooks and crannies, hidden corners, being loved by your family, “You’re just like your father”, blisters on your ankles, bruises on your knees, bones and angles, alone in a crowd, sweet candies, twirling in flowery courtyards, costumes and dresses, yellow everything, carefully polished jewelry, secrets whispered in candlelight, falling asleep on the floor, the satiny scent of a ballet studio over the scent of beeswax, and something warm and orangey, like wassail or mulled wine, loving the world despite everything it throws at you. 

Marigold Fairchild:

Mary, Goldie, Mary-goldie, whatever you call her, Marigold is the oldest of the triplets. 

Her thing is carving. Particularly, marble carving.

 She’s as obsessive as everyone else in her family and is really good at what she does. Probably because that’s all she does. She paints her statues, the same way ancient Romans did, though much updated. 

  She uses warlock pigments, fae powders, paints from every corner of the universe, and every piece of art is amazingly realistic. A fully finished statue is identical to an actual person. 

Her carving studio is a particularly large garden shed, renovated. Originally, it was supposed to be for all the triplets to play in but she took it over. Good luck getting it back.

She likes blue. A lot. When she isn’t carving, she looks for color. She loves the ocean, and likes to wander around the coast, the more wild the better. Scotland, Norway, Iceland, Denmark, ect. Her favorite by far is Ireland. The only thing she may like as much as carving or preparing to carve, is probably staring at the Irish coast. The color, the feeling you get, the greenness of it all, what she would give to live under those waves, stand in the surf during a storm, see that color, experience it, live in it.  Carving is the closest she gets to that type of living though, you know? It’s creating a person, freeing a form from its stone prison. Once you finish a carving you’re as familiar with that carving as you could be with any person in the world.

As an artist, she smokes a hookah recreationally. She’s the only one of the triplets to smoke, and none of them drink.

 She’s got a dog, an English setter, named Mary Shelly, Shelly for short. They figured since Matthew named a dog after an author they might as well keep the theme going (It was Matthew’s idea).

Shelly was her sixth birthday gift, for her first rune. Peter got a nice piano (and the old one moved to his room) , Thelma got one of the spare rooms redone to work as a ballet studio. 

 She takes very careful care of her curls. All the triplets have lovely hair, Marigold just uses product, lets it grow, covers it at night, ect. It’s waist length, 3a, excellent volume, and lowkey intimidating. 

Cold rain, paint on your forearms, pockets full of things, oversized clothes, nicks on your fingers, heather on the coast,  bare feet covered in grass stains, sleet in the morning, tons of cardamom tea, dyed fingertips, sketchbooks, drawing on yourself, callused fingers, sore arms, marble dust sticking on your hair, watching the stars with your one true love, shopping the shadow market searching for new pigments, bitten lips, dog hair stuck on your pants, and the scent of sea salt and stone with an undertone of wildness.

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from the character bingo: I do want to hear a ten hour speech about henry. and thelma and marigold and peter. (if you want to write it)

Uh WHERE do I even start???? I love them I love them I love them I love them. 

 The parallels between Henry and Mortmain??? Interesting, untapped, should be talked about. The 👏silent👏character👏arc👏 from hating himself to not??? That’s good autism rep. That’s PERFECT autism rep. On the angsty side should we talk about all the shit he blames himself for? Let’s go back to him accidentally telling Mortmain how a Pyxis works? The fact that he’s really toeing the line between breaking the law and not? The whole clave being awful to him and him just not caring???? Amazing. His friendship with Magnus??? They’re like besties???? Cassie can we talk about that??? Because I love them, I love them, I love them. I want to see so much more from before TID. And if Cassie won’t write it then I will ✋

I claimed the Fairchild twins. They’re triplets and I love them. It’s so much fun. 

Everyone’s ready for twins, everyone’s nervous enough and then boom triplets. Matthew just about fainted. Everyone just about fainted. 

The irony of wanting girls for so long HAVING the girls and then a random ass boy to finish it off.

Their middle names are Marigold (middle name) Jessamine,Thelma Charlotte, and Peter Lewis. Take the “Charlotte named her kid after herself to the next level”. I’d say it’s fair considering the triplets could not look more different than their mother. They got to tell Jessamine they named their little girl after her. She pretended to be unbothered but she was so touched. After all she did, after all she put them through, they still love her so much they named their baby girl, the baby they’ve wanted for so long, this beautiful, precious baby is named after her. They still see so much good in her they connect their daughter to her forever. Jessie had to take a moment.

Also all Henry and Charlottes boys end up homosexual. It’s just the vibe. The fruitiness is really. 

They look so much like their father. There’s no “ooo the consul must have cheated” rumors when you look at them. It would make more sense to whisper that Henry cloned them in a lab. Poor Charlotte had five kids and NONE of them look like her.  They’re all taller than her at like. Ten. 

They’re so exhuberant. So passionate. So weird. Every time Matthew try’s to take them somewhere they take like eight years off his life. “Hey lemme just climb onto the side of this bridge, no no no, this is safe, I gotta see that rock, yes I’ll come back aFTER-“.  The shadowhunter world was so not ready for them.

Really I could go on. There is no question I can not answer about any of these guys I love them so much <3<3<3

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Do you think any of the next Gen kids have mental health disorders? (Alex, The triplets, etc?) Given the time I imagine undiagnosed but y'know

Well, for one thing, the triplets are autistic, although that’s more neurological. They’re all different flavors of autism sure, but they all have a lot of the really classic ASD signs, even from early childhood. 

 They all handle it a different way, and have varying strengths, weaknesses, sensory issues, social skills, and symptoms, but Henry and Charlotte have no problem handling it, probably because they got the ‘tism directly from their father LOL.

Alexander has definitely got a bit of OCD. He isn’t outwardly anxious, but he deals with this ever present fear that awful things are going to happen to everyone he loves, and the actual bad things that have happened really don't help that fear.

 He sometimes feels like he was the one who should have died, since he was so young and people would “miss him less.”  He also feels bad he doesn't remember his brother, because he really doesn't. Alex was only three when Christopher died, and Anna is really the only sibling he has ever known. 

 His brain gets really stuck on the idea that Peter is going to die, it’s going to be all his fault, and people won’t remember his best friend, and he’ll be all alone. Then what will he do??? How would he honor his friend, how would he fill Peter’s brilliant shoes, how would he live with himself? He used to worry that Peter would get bored of him and leave, but he actually calmed that fear down pretty quickly. He really does trust Peter, who is always happy to slowly break down his worries and help soothe them. 

 They spend plenty of time sitting in quiet rooms at night, going through everything Alexander is afraid of, everything he knows isn’t true, but he just needs to get out. 

He’s got a couple of the classic OCD traits to, opening and closing his door four times before leaving it shut, clicking lights on and off, but it’s not necessarily horrifically intrinsic. 

He’s got it pretty well under control in the modern day though. He knows how loved he is, does some meditating, and stays out of situations he knows will stress him out.

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Thelma Fairchild:

She’s trying, bless her.

She is dripping with that special brand of autism. She doesn’t realize when people are being mean to her, and doesn’t know how to tell them to leave her alone. She’s just as weird and exuberant as Henry, so she’s a prime target for the asshats of the shadowhunter world. She’s honestly very friendly, but just as lonely. 

Her poison of choice is dance.

When she was something like five, her mother took her to see a production of the Alice in Wonderland ballet and she fell in love. She’s tall for a ballerina, but the height standard for shadow hunter ballerinas is way higher than for mundane ones. The idea is seeing someone whose six foot tall dance en pointe is much more impressive than it is for someone a foot shorter do the same. 

Thelma, weird as she may be, is a genuinely brilliant dancer. She’s downright ethereal, totally willing to work at it 24/7 at it, great musicality, excellent actor, and an amazing storyteller. She’s a student at a ballet academy in Idris- arguably the best school in the world, and certainly one of the most challenging. 

She doesn’t love staying one her own, so she usually stays at the family residence in Idris as opposed to in the dorms at her academy.  

She loves the color yellow, loves her family, and is hopelessly enthralled with life.

Sunlight streaming over wood floors, books and candles, beating in pointe shoes, bobby pins in every drawer, dancing on your own, golden hour, freckles on your arms, sun faded furniture, poetry, reciting Shakespeare to yourself, watching your shadow move, yards and yards of fabric, nooks and crannies, hidden corners, being loved by your family, “You’re just like your father”, blisters on your ankles, bruises on your knees, bones and angles, alone in a crowd, sweet candies, twirling in courtyards, costumes and dresses, yellow everything, carefully polished jewelry, secrets whispered in candlelight, falling asleep on the floor, the satiny scent of a ballet studio over the scent of beeswax, and something warm and orangey, like wassail or mulled wine, loving the world despite everything it throws at you. 

(Part 5/5)

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Thelma Charlotte Fairchild

Sunlight streaming over polished wood floors, huge libraries, books and candles, beating in pointe shoes, bobby pins in every drawer, dancing on your own, golden hour, freckles on your arms, standing on a balcony during a thunderstorm, sun faded furniture, poetry, reciting shakespeare to yourself, watching your shadow move, yards and yards of fabric, nooks and crannies, hidden corners, being loved by your family, “You’re just like your father”, blisters on your ankles, bruises on your knees, bones and angles, alone in a crowd, sweet candies, twirling in flowery courtyards, costumes and dresses, yellow everything, carefully polished jewelry, secrets whispered in candlelight, falling asleep on the floor, the satiny scent of a ballet studio over the scent of beeswax, and something warm and orangey, like wassail or mulled wine, loving the world despite everything it throws at you. 

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so anyway. fairchild triplets.

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Sophideon Angsty Rough Draft WIP Snippet

Sophie has a little alone time with her newest niece. It brings up some difficult feelings.

Barbra had been a stern, somewhat unimpressed, little baby, with eyes the color of black tea, and only a little fuzz of dark curls on her head. The little girl in sophie's arm’s was smaller, with busy, curious, hazel eyes and 

But when the baby shifted, grunting a little in her sleep, then resettled, leaning into Sophie’s chest, the action was so achingly familiar, the sweet scent of a newborn babe so ingrained in her mind, the content, protected little life happy in her arms; she could feel her heart scream. 

She wished she could have held Barbara that way again, protect her from the world, shield her from what a shadowhunter could not be shielded from. But she could not. Barbara had grown up. She had grown up into a brilliant, beautiful, kind young woman, so very loved, and so very loving. And she had died. 

All in a moment, everything tangible about her was gone, yanked from the world. Sophie’s daughter, her smile, the sparkle in her eyes, her life and her future, disappearing, alive only in memory. 

Would this child also be swept away? Would the light that twinkled in her eyes to be snuffed out? One day, would her voice as well cease to ring out, echoing dully in the halls of everyone's mind instead of the wide rooms of the institute? Would she join the lineup of the things they had lost, become a story you feverishly tell the younger children in the family, begging those who had never known her to remember. Remember their sparkle, their smile, remember their love. Leaving their family to beg; Please, remember her like I do.

By the angel, Sophie hoped not.

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Character bingo: the Fairchild triplets!

My babiesssssss

Thelma:

My pretty little meow meow. She’s just her dad in a very slightly different font<3 Trying so hard<3

Marigold:

Dripping with the Shadowhunter Autism TM. She’s so weird <3 Should probably take a nap. Covered in as much dog hair as Matthew <3

Peter:

Bingo! He’s unbothered. Moisturized. In his lane. His very birth may have thrown everyone for a loop but he’s chill. In a batshit crazy way.

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Rip to Thelma Fairchild and her wife you two would have loved The Tales of Beatrix Potter ballet

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i should warn everyone ahead of time that if Cassie starts giving the newer Fairchild kids names and personalities, i will be totally disregarding them

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since i saw your reblog of my reblog, what kind of earrings do you think henry would wear, if he wore them?

Mini hoop earrings! You know, something like these:

Probably in more neutral colors, think gold, brown, silver and black, but he’d be open to brighter or bejeweled pieces. He’s the type to get them pierced years ago and never really mention it. Matthew will bring up ear piercing when his sisters are about the age to get theirs done and he’s all “maybe I’ll get mine pierced to be a supportive brother” and Henry hits him with “oh, you mean like these?” And Matthew has a little crisis

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it’s nutcracker time

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it’s Giselle time