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aggressivelyaverage21 · 3 months

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Chapter 3: The Amber Price of Whiskey

She's a badass, she's a lightweight

.... enter one Ava Silva

“Do you have a mirror under there? This is some Vegas magician shit you’re pulling.”

Suzanne peered out the screen door to the patio, where Mary and Shannon sat across from each other, evidently playing cards. A modest pile of beer bottles collected to their left. Mary slammed her cards down on the table.

“I’m just good!” Shannon, tall, fair, and smiling, laid her cards face down onto the table and leaned in with a smile.

Mary huffed and picked up her cards. “Chief? That you in there? Shannon’s cheating at cards again.” She turned back to Shannon. “And what am I, ‘o for seven, ‘o for eighteen now?”

“Stop cheating, Shannon,” called Superion.

“The next time I win, you’re cleaning the fucking toilet is what you’re doing,” Mary muttered.

Just then, a door closed somewhere in the house. Rather than Beatrice, Lilith walked into the kitchen. Lilith was tall and stern, with distinctive cheekbones and a delicate bone structure. It was modelesque in a way that could be intimidating. This wasn’t helped by the most severe case of resting bitch face Suzanne had ever seen—outside of her own, of course.

Lilith greeted her with a nod before opening the fridge. What she was looking for, Superion didn’t know; it was empty but for a beer called Alhambra when she’d just grabbed the water bottle.

Lilith closed the fridge, beer in hand. She nodded towards the whiskey. “I don’t know how you can stand that with no ice.”

“ This is for cooling off,” Superion held up the water. She held up her whiskey in the other, nodded toward it. “This is not.”

“Just drink beer like the rest of us, Chief, and you’ll get both at the same time,” Miguel said, sliding onto the stool next to Superion. He held out his hand toward Lilith and she obliged, tossing a beer across the kitchen. He caught it easily.

“Mmm. But then I’ll have to look like you.”

Just then, Beatrice walked through the living room and into the dining area. She’d caught the tail end of the conversion, so at face value, this was a wild thing to say. Miguel wasn’t Beatrice’s type, but she had eyes. The guy was fit, and not un attractive.

But you know what? Somehow that made it even funnier.

Beatrice continued into the kitchen comfortably, eyes settling on the beat-up yellow YETI cooler at Superion’s feet. On top, it had a dirty piece of duct tape labeled CANTINA in thick sharpie marker. Beatrice grimaced, amused. Almost every unit she’d deployed with had something similar, though the YETI was a step up from the beat up old Igloo held together by duct tape and dreams they’d had in Syria.

Miguel raised his head to look at Beatrice. “And you must be our little Sparrow.”

Mary leaned her chair back to more clearly see from the backyard into the apartment, hand over her brow to shade her eyes. “Hey, if you’re here to fix the air conditioner, it’s right around the corner. Thank you very much. Thank you for your service.”

Ah, ball busting, a tradition as integral to this job as much as any other. Beatrice ignored her and leaned on the back of the sofa. She did, however, fight a smile when she heard a thud followed by a whispered “ What ? I was just fucking with her.”

Superion set down her whisky glass and cleared her throat. “I’ll introduce you to everyone. That out there is my QRF team lead, Shannon. That across from her is Shotgun Mary.” She gestured to the shirtless blond to her right, then to the woman cracking a beer open by slamming it against the counter. “This is Miguel, and that’s Lilith.”

“We’ve met,” said Beatrice to Lilith. She offered a respectful nod toward the fellow Marine. Former Marine? Beatrice never could tell; some people said you could never be a former Marine. Beatrice tended to agree. “Villaumbrosia.”

They’d worked together a couple of times in Kuwait. Lilith was precise, meticulous, and to the point. A bit more abrasive than Beatrice usually preferred in her coworkers, but trustworthy and reliable overall. Lilith returned the nod. “Kline.”

The door shut, and everyone turned to see a short-haired brunette kick off her shoes, grocery bags in hand. “And I’m Camila”

Lilith set her beer down to help Camila with the grocery bags. Mary opened the screen door and came inside, moving counterclockwise around the kitchen bar and gathered crew to get to the fridge.

“Why Shotgun Mary?”

“Take a guess.” Snarky, but alright. Beatrice had earned that. Also, if it was anything like the other nicknames or callsigns, it was probably something incredibly stupid.

“Beatrice, can I get you a beer?” Superion stood and made like she was moving toward the kitchen.

“Just water, please.”

“Water,” sniggered Mary, not enough under her breath to not be a goad. Despite her protests, Camila sent a water bottle Beatrice’s way via air mail. It only narrowly missed Superion as she ducked out of the way.

Much to Beatrice’s relief, she didn’t bobble the bottle at all as she pulled it from the air, smoothly twisting the cap off as she raised it to her lips. Yikes. It was never a good sign when water tasted sweet. She should probably get on the hydration train fairly soon or she would be regretting it tomorrow, drinking today or not. “When do we start?”

“His family keeps an apartment here,” Superion answered, idly twisting her back as she moved around. Beatrice didn’t blame her—she felt stiff from the plane ride too—but each twitch as Suzanne subtly stretched a certain spot implied the woman had an old injury. “We have eyes on it. When she moves, we move.”

“And where does he stay?” Beatrice obviously had said she didn’t have a problem using this woman to get to her father, but it would be infinitely easier if she could just access the target with little to no fuss.

“That’s the million dollar question you’re here to answer.” The reply was provided with some satisfaction, like Superion was sure that she’d made the right choice with Beatrice.

Just then, Mary walked up to Beatrice, face smiling—practically a picture of compassion.

“Let’s see that,” Mary chided, taking the open water bottle directly from Beatrice’s hand and slamming a beer in its place. She looked Beatrice in the eye, set a hand on her shoulder. “I don’t trust anyone who doesn’t doesn’t get drunk with me. Bottoms up, Babygirl.”

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#warrior nun #sister beatrice #save warrior nun #wn #sister shannon #beatrice no last name #shannon masters #shotgun mary #sister lilith #avatrice #mary delacroix #la samba del diablo #fic: la samba del diablo #special ops: lioness au

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yeskama · 4 years

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Prologue Draft: A Tale of Sorcery II: Dance of the Dark Dragon

The following is an unfinished draft of the prologue chapter for my next fanfic. Some pieces might make it to the final draft but I’m pretty sure most of it’s gonna end up nuked. Figured I’d share it before that happens...

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In the southwestern regions of Augustus, 25 miles from the Solidere border, the Fortress City of Delacroix stands vigil. Considered a feat of human ingenuity, she was constructed during the peak of the Agustian Empire, encompassing over 40,000 square meters of the Great Southern Lake. The steel walls surrounding her reach up to 200 feet, while her tallest towers peak at 400. Built on a solitary island, four great bridges provide entry to the mainland, each located at a cardinal point and underneath her foundations, a vast underground mining complex extracts the valued minerals of the earth. Surrounding the city are ten great spires that defend her from any act of war, be they magic, artillery or otherwise. This resilience has always been the city’s greatest boon. Indeed, the Dark Kingdom only succeeded in conquering the city by starving her citizens out. Even then, it took 2 and half years to accomplish Her accolades however don’t end there...

Behind her walls reside the finest tradesmen, crafters and scholars known worldwide. Delacroix’s Shining Star Academy has produced many great magi throughout the centuries, notably Archmage Noah. Her citizens are not only a proud and hardy people but also hospitable. The city boasts the largest demi-human and elf populations in Augustus. The Great Cathedral of Aime not only administers the Ten’s watchful eyes, but even permits other faiths to provide for their pilgrims. All these feats however will never wash away the city’s greatest shame. For it was here, six centuries ago, Lilith was sired. The very woman whose son brought the entire continent to its knees, was at a time, one of her beloved citizens...

Since it’s liberation, the governing body of Delacroix has served her Augustian masters for the past 406 years. The road between her and the capital has long been dubbed “The Golden Road” for its consistently safe conditions. For years, the gates of Delacroix stood open for all...

Now?

Her drawbridges are raised, her waters play host to dangerous beasts, and her citizens have boarded themselves within, sword and staff ready. Cannons line her walls while wyverns dominate her skies. Amongst the rolling hills of the mainland, Legion tents dot the landscape with artillery directed at the city. Bending to the banners of golden flame, the north and west bleed red, whilst across the lake, banners of the white horse stand firm as the lands bleed blue. The time is 11 at dawn and here, situated among the hills of red, two men ready their charges for afternoon drills...

“Recruit-man Lyon!” “Captain Lagnus, sir!” “You are holding your weapon incorrectly, recruit-man...” Unsheathing his own blade, he proceeds to explain. “You want your main hand resting near the guard and your off hand near the pommel. That way you have proper balance. Clutching with the hands together lessens your control...” “Thank you, sir! I will keep that in mind from now on!”

Sheathing his blade, he just gave the lad a reassuring smile and went on his way. T’was a common mistake, especially amongst enlisted civilians. After examining a few more fresh faces, Lagnus found himself staring into the clear blue sky as sweat tricked down his face.

Though the humidity had lessened since yesterday, the summer's heat was still strong. Truth be told. Lagnus himself wasn’t exactly dressed for the occasion. A man of 23 years with jet black hair and brown eyes, he had served in the Legion for six years now. A commissioned officer, he wore a standard Legion armor set but with a slight personal touch. He had it gilded to reflect his proficiency with light magic (a rather difficult element to master amongst magi) with a blue bodysuit, brown gloves and a gold circlet. Finishing the ensemble was a red cape, bearing the sigil of a gold flame on its back, reflecting the House he served under. While he looked regal in it, truthfully, it was like a mini torture cell! He wanted nothing more but to remove it but doing so would undermine his authority, or so he believed. Wiping his head, he made his way toward one of the nearby canopies wherein he took to the comfort of water, chugging away without abandon. With his thirst quenched, he sighed in delight and took a seat. T’was then another man took to the canopy, the one instructing the magi...

“Hot, Captain?” He greeted him. Lagnus just shook his head. “I can manage, my lord...” The man merely smirked as he went for a bottle of water. “I somehow doubt that...” He answered dryly

Albus Vanthe Amherst was his name and at just 17 years, his reputation preceded him. Captain of the Legion Magi Corps and heir to one of the five great noble families of Augustus. Lagnus was familiar with the stories...a generational prodigy they call him. He graduated the Augustus Magi Academy at 12, enrolled in the Severin Legion Academy at 13 before graduating a year later and quickly soaring through the ranks. It took Lagnus six years to claw his way up to Captain, a feat which Albus accomplished in four. An impressive accomplishment indeed and Lagnus was inclined to give him the benefit of the doubt...

...if not for that last name.

He had seen it before, hayseeds elevated through the ranks all on the merits of their family names. Being an orphan, Lagnus did not possess the luxury of a last name, though he was well on his way toward earning one. Regardless, it just left a sour taste in his mouth. His appearance did nothing to dissuade this notion. A face so immaculately crafted, you’d mistake it for a king’s, with piercing emerald eyes and long flowing scarlet hair. His current attire consisted of a black unbuttoned long coat with matching pants and boots, all of which had some manner of gold trimmings. Only the shirt he wore broke the trend, being a plain red in color. Clearly ill-dressed himself for the season, not that it mattered to Lagnus. He was more preoccupied with warding off the heat than anything...

“Done with your charges?” The noble asked. Lagnus nodded. “Indeed. Yourself my lord?” Albus just nodded before reaching into one of his pockets. Pulling out a bag of peanuts, he offered. “Snack?”

Eh, why not?

Rising from his seat, Lagnus stood next to the mage as the two of them picked at the bag. He hadn’t had salted peanuts since he was a boy and had long forgotten the taste. Rough and tangy but still tastey! Unfortunately, they prompted more water down the throat (the wonders of salt). As the two ate, they both looked ominously on the city. Five months have passed since Delacroix declared for independence and so far...nothing. Just what was going on in there?

“May if I inquire about something, Captain?” Albus asked “Go ahead.” “Why are you here?” Lagnus looked at the mage confused. What prompted him to ask such a thing? “What else? To do my duty. The city has rebelled against the crown. Such actions cannot be abided...” “If memory serves me correctly, did you not once call this city home?” He matched eyes with the knight. “When those drawbridges come down, rest assured, things will turn ugly. If that comes to pass...can you bring it upon yourself to draw your sword on your own neighbors?” Lagnus returned his gaze toward the city, “When we joined the Legion, we made a pledge to his majesty. A knight who cannot stay true to his word cannot be called a knight...” Albus let out a soft chuckle upon hearing this... “My friend...you are not a knight...” Lagnus just flashed a brief smile as he went for some more peanuts. “Give it time, my lord.”

It was around this time a figure ascended the hill on horseback. His face concealed by , he was on horseback and had three prisoners in tow, bound by rope and their faces concealed by sacks. One was an adult woman wearing a red maid outfit. Lagnus was well aware of its significance, only those serving one of Delacroix’s governing families wore red. The other two were just children, a boy and a girl. Arriving before the canopy, the shrouded figure dismounted and knelt before them...

“Sir Lagnus, Lord Albus...I have fulfilled my task...” Albus applauded the man as he rose to his feet. “So I see! Well done good sir! Let us meet with uncle, I'm sure he’ll find these arrivals most pleasing...”

Amherst command took up residence in a quaint tent near the lakeside. Inside, sigils of the golden flame stood proud whilst men and women of scarlet (or blonde) hair and green eyes seated themselves before a long table. Food and wine took residence upon its fine surface while its masters discussed strategy, charted maps and schemed against their political enemies. Situated in the back and installed on the most decorated seat was the Lord Victor Penton Amherst, current head of House Amherst, chief advisor to his royal highness and, both figurative and literally, the most powerful man in camp.

Of course, upon first impressions, one would hardly come to such a conclusion. A man of 55 years, Victor had already gone through three wives and sired six children, only one of which, survived to this day. At a mere 5 feet, he looked like an ant seated amongst giants, though none dared to make such a jest. His scarlet hair, now lessening and brushed backward, had dulled to the that of light ginger. This extended to the thick goatee he grew to mask his weathering features. The parts of his face visible were suitably worn, highlighting his high cheekbones and the creases under his eyes, which like the rest of his family, were a deep emerald in color. Whilst his present company were outfitted in decorative raiment, Victor settled on a simple black leather doublet, with matching pants and boot. Situated on his lap and was the Amherst family heirloom, a great tome bearing the family’s ancestral sigil, a golden flame over a red field. The tome itself bore the family’s greatest creation; a magic spell forged from over 200 years of generational knowledge...

Hellfire

Whilst the others squabbled amongst themselves, Lord Victor kept silent, his attention focused on a letter addressed from his majesty. A solemn man, he was not one for small talk, only speaking when he deemed it necessary. Only Albus’s arrival would pry him away from the whims of his king...

“Lord Uncle!” He shouted over the ruckus. Upon the declaration, the whole tent immediately went quiet. Raising his head up, he watched as his nephew hurried to his side.

“What is it Albus?” he asked. Contrary to Lord Victor’s size, his voice was deep and strong. “Have there been any new developments from the city?” Albus just smiled and shook his head. “Afraid not, my lord. But we have procured some...bargaining chips.” Signaling to the entrance of the tent, he shouted...

“Bring them in!”

Lagnus escorted the bound maid while the cloaked figure gently prompted the children in. All eyes were on the pair as they unmasked the captives. The maid was a young woman with short blonde hair and blue eyes, probably in her early to mid 20’s. Her eyes bore a tremendous fury toward the tent’s occupants though she stayed her tongue. Lagnus maintained his composure but was quite dismayed by her unveiling...

For he knew this woman...

Thankfully t’was not the maid the Amhersts were interested In. Rather, their attention was focused on the children. A delicate looking pair for sure, certainly no older than 8. Both bore eyes of red, hair of orange and were outfitted in sleepwear typically reserved for the upper-class. These factors lead little doubt concerning their identities. Like the maid, their mouths remained silent but instead of fury in their eyes, terror took front stage. This fear intensified as the short man in black approached them, his great red tome tucked under his left arm. Kneeling down to the boy, he gently grabbed the lad’s chin and studied. The boy, whose eyes were tightly shut, began to cry...

“Open your eyes boy!” The man asked sternly.

He did as asked and was instantly met by the man’s emerald gaze. He stared intently before breaking his gaze and looking up to the Shrouded Man, who’s head bowed in respect.

“There is no mistaking it. This is indeed Lord Ville’s son...”

Raising to his feet, he ordered all present save his nephew, Lagnus and the shrouded man to leave. Once the tent was emptied, he gave the order to a nearby sentry to escort the children to one of the prisoner’s tents and double camp security. He was taking no chances. As the children left the tent, the shrouded figure snapped his fingers and suddenly, their tears and sniffles were now audible. The display brought a rare smirk to Lord Victor. A silence incantation? Very clever indeed...

“Remove those rags and rest yourself. You’ve more than earned it...”

The figure did as commanded and discarded his concealments, revealing a young man with short chestnut brown hair and piercing brown eyes. Seating himself at the table, he proceeded picking at the ham as Lord Victor wandered over to the maid, eyeing her curiously...

“Who is this?”

The brown-haired youth looked upward and responded, “A servant who got a bit too nosy for her own good...” The cup now full, he took a quick swig and continued, “Give her credit, she was the only one in the Ville household that didn’t buy my story...” Breaking eye contact, he looked downward, “When the opportunity to abduct the kids arose, she was waiting for me in the girl’s bedroom...” He paused briefly before finishing “Not wanting to take any risks, I brought her along...”

The maid glared furiously at the man, struggling to free herself while her mouth silently flapped like mad. Lagnus tightened his grip, garnering him an ugly look from the young woman before she returned her gaze to the brown-haired man. Without warning, she suddenly felt a vicious strike against her left cheek. The blow was strong, so much so, her head swung as she fell to her knees. A red bruise burned brightly on her face and as she struggled to open her left eye, she felt someone grip her cheeks. Orbs of green gazed into her sole opened eye, a horrifying fire having awakened within them...

“If you value your life wench, you will compose yourself...” The Lord Amherst growled. “The Golden Flame has no time for fools. I suggest you prepare yourself for questioning...less you want something unpleasant to befall those children...”

As the maid was escorted out, Lord Victor returned to his seat. Albus took a seat next to his uncle whilst Lagnus sat across from the Brown Haired Man. Lord Victor eyed him inquisitively before asking...

“Have you charted the city’s entire sewer system?” Nodding, the man pulled out three folded papers from his pocket and set them on the table. A brief smirk crossed Victor’s lips upon seeing them. It had been three months since he departed for the city. An insider them tipped off that the city intended to declare for independence. Only the royal family was privy to the city’s one weakness, and even then, their knowledge of it was lacking. Victor sent his newest acquisition into the city before the drawbridges were rose, complete with fake identifications to clear him as a Ville servant. Needless to say, the lad passed with flying colors. Passing the pitcher of wine around, all four pour their goblets and the Lord Amherst raised a glass...

“To you Canne, let us celebrate this moment as one!” “Here, Here!” Albus chimed. “Aye...” Lagnus agreed quietly. Canne kept his silence, his eyes closed as he sipped his wine. Once everyone had their fill, he asked...

“Will the children be harmed?” The question surprised Albus who softly chuckled. “Well, that all depends on Lady Ville! As we are all privy, every woman’s sole weakness is their children...Why else would we assign you to her?” Albus smirked as he raised to goblet to his mouth for another sip before continuing. “I’m rather shocked Canne! Even after three months as a servant you still possess that small-town naiveté? I would think it quashed by now...” Though he did not see it, Canne shot Albus an ugly glance as the noble returned to his cup...

“Is it not strange though?” Lagnus interjected. “What is?” Albus eyed him. “How many of the council seats have changed in the past 6 months? Lord Ville’s sudden death notwithstanding, both the Rochester and Hanniver heads passed away two weeks apart! The Cushings being replaced by the Lees? The disappearance of Lord Dolle and his daughter? And the Monevs being given a seat?! So much has happened amongst the city’s top brass that it’s near impossible to ignore!” Looking at Canne, Lagnus asked “Did you hear anything notable during the past three months?” Canne simply shook his head...

“Nothing significant save rumors and gossip. Amongst the staff, the prevailing belief was that Lady Ville poisoned her husband, though just as many say otherwise. Though the daly atmosphere amongst the household was fairly dismal...”

“Our mission is quell the uprising, not speculate on it.

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The chapter would have ended with Victor sending Canne eastward to acquire some “important desirables” his majesty requested in the letter (though what they were would not be revealed).

The only noteworthy thing about this was that in earlier stages, Lemres was present. Originally, Lemres was the one training the mages and would pose the question if Lagnus was comfortable with the situation. These interactions were repurposed for Albus with minor adjustments (Albus was always intended to appear, instead he would have been introduced in the Amherst tent).

Why was this changed?

1.) I have reservations about Sega characters appearing in the story so early. Maybe further down the road but not so soon.

2.) Lemres serving in the Legion is just too out of character of him. Also, the implication that he would have no problem blasting rebels on the grounds of treason was just pushing it.

#madou monogatari #puyo puyo #lagnus #fanfic #alternate universe #unfinished #draft

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Good Omens OCs from my fanfic on A03

Full Name: Delilah Eden Crowley

Age: 12-13

Date of birth: 6th January 2021

Parents: Aziraphale and Crowley (long story)

Species: half angel, half demon (the only one in existence)

Facts:

Crowley thought of her first name

He claims it was because he just liked the biblical name

but really he named her after the Queen song

Aziraphale has no idea that’s the real reason

Aziraphale chose her second name because you know it was the place where everything began.

Doesn’t know how she ended up with blue eyes since Aziraphale has brown eyes and Crowley’s are yellow but genetics are kind of weird in terms of ethereal and occult beings so who knows.

Loves art, writing, drama and musical theatre

Leader of her the Loser Troupe (the name of her group of best friends)

Nice girl but don’t screw her over

Has a crush developing on her best and oldest friend, Cyrus Black.

Potty mouth

Learned all the swears from Crowley

Learned to drive at eleven via Crowley (behind Aziraphale’s back).

Hates Hastur

Thinks Gabriel is terrible

Doesn’t question his authority though

Easily persuaded

But not easy to tempt

Tends to be torn between her demonic tendencies and angelic tendencies.

Been in trouble since birth

Almost killed by a demon, Lilith, whilst she was on a baby killing spree the day Delilah was born (luckily she stupidly told Crowley this, underestimating the demon’s affection for the ‘new born’ and he alerted Aziraphale and got them somewhere safe)

Almost discorporated one time when she was five after being held underwater by a rouge demon who wanted to hurt Crowley and knew it wasn’t easy to go after Aziraphale so went for their daughter instead. Crowley and Aziraphale rescued her.

Loves her parents to bits

But doesn’t believe Crowley cares about her and doesn’t understand that he shows his affection in a less forward way (along with him missing a few events in her short life)

Don’t mess with her family or friends

Full name: Cyrus Theodore Black

age: 13

Date of birth: 31st December 2020

Parents: The demon Lilith and Tom Black

Siblings: older paternal half sister, Artemisia (by ten years)

Species: half demon half human

Facts:

His dad has a huge interest into the ancient Persians and Greeks so he named his children after them

Cyrus is named after Cyrus the Great

His older sister was born when his dad was 16

Chaotic good

Big fan of DnD

Had a crush on Delilah Crowley since they were four

Is blunt towards Delilah but only because of his crush

Acts cool but is actually a softy

Likes bad stuff like stealing and mild violence

Doesn’t condone killing though

Unless it’s other demons

Hates his mum to bits

Because she abandoned him with his dad and then went off on a child killing spree.

Potty mouth #2

Learned it all from school

On the school football team

Hates his teammates though, because they bully his friends (mostly Delilah)

Pulls petty revenge on them every time they do it

Hasn’t been caught yet though

Once punched the team captain, Jerome in the face for talking about Delilah behind her back and expecting him to join in. He got a detention for that.

Extremely good at tempting people

Like if he was full demon he’d be top of the tempting list.

Hates Hastur for no reason other than he’s horrible

Knows he’s definitely going to Hell and lives to it.

Full Name: Eddard ‘Ned’ Grégoire Wilkins

Age: 12

Date of birth: 19th May 2021

Parents: Claudine Delacroix and Tyler Wilkins, Bobby Herschel (mum’s fiancé)

Siblings: Alphonse, Diggory and Contance Wilkins (older triplets by four years), Jo Wilkins (twin sister- missing, presumed deceased)

Species: Human

Facts:

Parents were fans of Game Of Thrones and he was born on the anniversary of the show ending so they named him after Ned Stark.

He’s half French on his mothers side

Parents divorced amicably when he was six just because they didn’t feel a romantic connection there any more but they were still best friends.

In fact Tyler Wilkins introduced his ex-wife to his friend, Bobby Herschel and they started dating

Ned Is very close with his soon to be stepfather, Bobby unlike older siblings who hate their mum’s boyfriend because he seems to favour Ned (Bobby doesn’t, he’s just trying to help Ned with his anxiety and insecurity)

His older siblings tease him because he’s the youngest and the runt of the litter (they’re all outgoing whist he’s an socially awkward)

Developed a phone app software prototype by the age of 10

Nervous wreck after being framed for stealing a piece of equipment from his dad’s work which threatened his dad with losing his job.

It was actually a joint effort from his siblings who did it as a joke.

Socially withdrawn

But has friends he can confide in and accept his social awkwardness

Youngest member of the Loser Troupe

He’s closest to Dexter Jones, the responsible member of the group

Has a secret crush on him but is terrified of admitting it

It’s joked that he looks like a real life version of Milo from Atlantis the lost city (he takes this in his stride, dressing up for Halloween as him multiple times as a kid)

Full Name: Dexter Samuel Jones

Age: 12

Date of birth: 1st March 2021

Parents: Alana and Albert Jones

Siblings: Bonnie Jones (younger sister by two years)

Species: human

Facts:

He’s American

Moved to England when he was eight

Parents are traditionalists

And very homophobic

Not great for Dexter then

Younger sister is way more open minded though

Gets mostly ignored by his parents who spoil his younger sister because she’s ‘perfect’ (she’s not perfect and hates being treated like the sunshines our of her backside and really dislikes that Dexter gets treated horribly)

Badass Hufflepuff (probably)

Loves baking and looking after his friends

His dad does not approve of that

Met Delilah, Cyrus and Ned at age 11

Mostly stays at Ned’s house as a result of his parents being horrible towards him

Has massive crush on Ned

Doesn’t express it because his parents will disown him (or worse)

He’s an Atheist (which makes it hilarious when he finds out Delilah’s parents are an angel and demon)

He’s the responsible friend of the group.

Note: you can find said fanfic here:

#oc #orignal character #fanfiction #original characters #fanfic #good omens oc

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ancientphantom · 6 years

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July totally did not catch up as far as the summer drought in Phantom materials goes, but we did catch a couple!

Christine and the Phantom by Kasey Ho is... well, it’s third in a series with a lot going on, and the only one, as far as I can tell, that is Phantom-related. If you want not only a vampire Phantom, but one who is explicitly the vampire-baby of the legendary Lilith and trying to fend off a Christine who is one of her servants and wants to be turned into a vampire but he cannot do this immoral thing so there’s a lot of drama about it... this is 100% the book for you.

Dark Romance: A Performance to Die For from Domini Games is another of the hidden object genre that loves the Phantom story so well, and features Christine Burns, budding opera singer, being kidnapped from her fiance Raul Delacroix by the Phantom, and desperate shenanigans must ensue. Apparently you get to play from both characters’ points of view, and there is of course Supernatural Stuff Afoot.

Maestro: Dark Talent from ERS Game Studios isn’t new; I’ve held off on putting it on the list for a while, but it keeps drawing me back in. The familiar setup of kidnapped ingenue singer and suspiciously supernatural happenings at the opera house is here, but the antagonist is a woman - an operatic diva with mysterious and dangerous powers in her voice. And really, do we not owe it to ourselves to explore the possibility of a Phantom/Carlotta hybrid, or a version in which Carlotta is the Phantom?

That’s it for this month!

#phantom of the opera #new phantom releases

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all-the-isle-kids-are-queer · 6 years

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A List of All of the Characters that I Use In My Fics/Drawings

Okay, as a precursor to this list, this includes canon characters who’s names/ages I’ve altered, though it should be fairly obvious who’s who. OCs will be bolded, canon character will be italicised, and characters who I’m not even sure are canon are not have both. Numbers in (these) are how old they are in D1, in [these] are in D2, and in {these} are old they are in D3. Also I’m going to be suffering as I make individual tags for all of these kids. And I’ll reblog this post with updates about certain as they happen.

Peyton Armstrong (Son of Peter Armstrong [One of Clayton’s Men]) (14 [15] {16})

Merle Ambrosius (Son of Merlin Ambrosius) (10 [11] {12})

Jacob “Jackie” Alvey (Child of Prince James [Sofia the First]) (13 [14] {15})

Reza Baddour (Son of Raem Baddour [Former Astronomer of Agrabah]) (16 [17] {18})

Harold “Harry” Badun (Son of Horace) (16 [17] {18})

Jason “Jace” Badun (Son of Jasper) (16 [17] {18})

Edward “Eddie” Balthazar (Son of Edgar Balthazar) (15 [16] {17})

Aria Barnes (Daughter of Eric and Ariel) (16 [17] {18})

Melody Barnes (Daughter of Eric and Ariel) (22 [23] {24})

Léon Bartlett (Son of Lawrence Bartlett) (14 [15] {16})

Hermione “Hermie” Bing (Daughter of the Ringmaster) (15 [16] {17})

Byrn Bones (Child of Brom Bones) (13 [14] {15})

Amour Bonfamille (Child of Adelaide Bonfamille) (10 [11] {12})

Ghufran Bousaid (Child of Gazeem) (13 [14] {15})

Ale Bosco (Child of Stromboli) (13 [14] {15})

Opal Bourgeois (Child of Mama Odie) (15 [16] {17})

Nadine Campos (Daughter of Tiana and Naveen) (16 [17] {18})

Timothy “Tim” Campos (Son of Tiana and Naveen)] (22 [23] {24})

Chad Charming (Son of Cinderella) (16 [17] {18})

Lilith Chaykovsky (Child of Chernabog) (14 [15] {16})

Wesley “Clay” Clayton (Son of Clayton) (16 [17] {18})

Whitney Clayton (Daughter of Waltham Clayton) (8 [9] {10})

Pierino “Pin” Collodi (Son of Pinocchio) (13 [14] {15})

Elizabeth “Eliza” Darling (Daughter of Daniel and Margarita, Granddaughter of Edwin and Edward, Great-Granddaughter of Kilian and Jane, Great-Great-Granddaughter of Wendy and Edward) (16 [17] {18})

Morgan Darling (Child of Daniel and Margarita, Grandchild of Edwin and Edward, Great-Grandchild of Kilian and Jane, Great-Great-Grandchild of Wendy and Edward) (15 [16] {17})

Danielle d'Arque (Daughter of Monsieur d’Arque) (8 [9] {10})

Thalassis “Thalia” d’Châteaupers (Daughter of Esmeralda and Phoebus) (16 [17] {18})

Zephyr d’Châteaupers (Son of Esmeralda and Phoebus) (20 [21) {22})

Étiennette “Étienne” Delacroix (Child of the Enchantress) (17 [18] {19})

Amber Dearly [101 Dalmatians] (21 [22] {23})

Cande de Vil (Daughter of Cecil B. de Vil) (14 [15] {16})

Carlos de Vil (Son of Cruella de Vil) (14 [15] {16})

Diego de Vil (Son of David de Vil [Cruella de Vil’s brother]) (16 [17] {16})

Ivy de Vil (Daughter of Ida de Vil) (21 [22] {23})

Pauline Harriet de Vil (Child of P.H. de Vil) (13 [14] {15})

Heracles “Herkie” Dióspoulos (Son of Hercules and Megara) (14 [15] {16})

Mallory “Mal” Bertha Dragmire (Daughter of Maleficent) (16 [17] {18})

Malcolm O’DunBroch (Son of Harris [Brave]) (13 [14] {19})

Carina Everhart-Potts (Daughter of Mrs.Potts) (16 [17] {18})

Charles “Chip” Everhart-Potts (Step-son of Mrs.Potts and Maurice, Step-brother of Belle) (23 [24] {25})

Celia Facilier (Daughter of Dr. Facilier) (11[12]{13})

Freddie Facilier (Daughter of Dr. Facilier) (16 [17] {18})

Jade Fadel (Daughter of Johi Fadel [Sister of Jafar]) (16 [17] {18})

Lanying “Lonnie” Fa-Li (Daughter of Mulan) (16 [17] {18})

Shui “Shang” Fa-Li (Son of Mulan) (18 [19] {18})

Lafayette “LeFou Deux” Faucher (Son of LeFou) (15 [16] {17})

Anxelin Fitzherbert (Daughter of Rapunzel and Eugene Fitzherbert) (16 [17] {18})

Ruby Fitzherbert (Daughter of Rapunzel and Eugene Fitzherbert) (16 [17] {18})

Angel Fonzerelli (Child of Kuzco and Malina) (16 [17] {18})

Catherine “Claudine” Frollo (Daughter of Claude Frollo) (16 [17] {18})

Winston Garnier (Adopted Son of William “Wiggins” Garnier”) (12 [13] {14})

Chiōn “Chelsey” Glücksburg-Krónosopoulos-Sadik (Child of Elsa, Hestia, and Marisol) (16 [17] {18})

Evren “Evelyn” Glücksburg-Krónosopoulos-Sadik (Child of Elsa, Hestia, and Marisol) (14 [15] {16})

Varme “Vanessa” Glücksburg-Krónosopoulos-Sadik (Daughter of Elsa, Hestia, and Marisol) (17 [18] {19})

Benjamin Florian “Ben” Gold (Son of Adam and Belle) (16 [17] {18})

Ginerva “Ginny” Gothel (Daughter of Mother Gothel) (16 [17] {18})

Edward Hamilton (Son of Hamilton [Clayton’s Men]) (13 [14] {15})

Connor Hartz (Child of the King and Queen of Hearts) (17 [18] {19})

Coraline Hartz (Daughter of the King and Queen of Hearts) (17 [18] {19})

Harriet Hook (Daughter of Captain Hook) (17 [18] {19})

Callista Jane “CJ” Hook (Daughter of Captain Hook) (15 [16] {17})

Harry Hook (Son of Captain Hook) (16 [17] {18})

Javed “Jay” Khalaf (Son of Jafar) (16 [17] {18})

Nassim Khalaf (Child of Nasira [Jafar’s Sister]) (14 [15] {16})

Boris “Bashful” King (Son of Bashful) (16 [17] {18})

Dimitri King (Son of Doc) (16 [17] {18})

Doug King (Son of Dopey) (16 [17] {18})

David King (Son of Dopey) (9 [10] {11})

Gordon King (Son of Grumpy) (16 [17] {18})

Henry King (Son of Happy) (16 [17] {18})

Sylvester “Sleepy” King (Son of Sleepy) (16 [17] {18})

Samuel “Sammy” King (Son of Sneezy) (16 [17 {18}]

Gaston Jr. “Gerrard” Legume (Son of Gaston) (17 [18] {19})

Gaston III “Geoffrey” Legume (Son of Gaston) (17 [18] {19})

Gaston IV “Gil” “Gilbert” Legume (Son of Gaston) (16 [17] {18})

Alison “Ally” Liddell (Daughter of Alice) (16 [17] {18})

Alexis Metaxas (Child of Madame Medusa) (18 [19] {20})

Blazing Star “Tiger Peony” of the Miccosukee (Daughter of Canna Lily [Tiger Lily]) (14 [15] {16})

Edith Mim (Granddaughter of Madam Mim; Daughter of Hilda and Edwin Mim) (17 [18] {16})

Eileen Mim (Granddaughter of Madam Mim; Daughter of Hilda and Edwin Mim) (15 [16] {17})

Elizabeth “Eliza” Mim (Granddaughter of Madam Mim; Daughter of Hilda and Edwin Mim) (13 [14] {15})

Hailey Mim (Granddaughter of Madam Mim; Daughter of Heather and Martin Mim) (14 [15]{16})

Hannah Mim (Granddaughter Madam Mim; Daughter of Heather and Martin Mim) (16 [17] {18})

Mabel Mim (Granddaughter of Madam Mim; Daughter of Heather and Martin Mim) (13 [14] {15})

Mackenzie “Macy” Mim (Granddaughter of Madam Mim; Daughter of Heather and Martin Mim) (15 [16] {17})

Madeline “Mad Maddy” Mim (Granddaughter of Madam Mim; Daughter of Hilda and Edwin Mim) (16 [17] {18})

Maria Mim (Granddaughter of Madam Mim; Daughter of Hilda and Edwin Mim) (14 [15] {16})

Mildred “Millie” Mim (Granddaughter of Madam Mim; Daughter of Heather and Martin Mim) (17 [18] {19})

Martin “Big Murph” Murphy (Son of Mullins [Captain Hook’s Pirate Crew]) (15 [16] {17})

Mosi Nereuspoulos (Child of Morgana) (18 [19] {20})

Florence Noel (Child of Forte [Beauty and the Beast Christmas Special]) (13 [14] {15})

Dion Papaáïdēs (Child of Hades and Persephone) (17 [18] {19})

Hector Papaáïdēs (Child of Hades and Persephone) (17 [18] {19})

Phoenix “Hadie” Papaáïdēs (Child of Hades and Persephone) (14 [15] {16})

Pyrros Papaáïdēs (Child of Hades and Persephone) (16 [17] {18})

Sokanon of the Powhatan (Daughter of Amonute [Pocahontas] and Nakoma) (17 [18] {19})

Aethelnoth “Artie” Pendragon (Son of King Arthur) (14 [15] {16})

Richard “Rick” Ratcliffe (Son of Governor Ratcliffe) (16 [17] {18})

Evelyn “Evie” Regine (Daughter of the Evil Queen [Grimhilde]) (16 [17] {18})

Audrey Rose (Daughter of Sleeping Beauty) (16 [17] {18})

Jonathan Rourke (Son of Lyle Rourke) (11 [12] {13})

Jamilah “Jordan” Samara (Daughter of the Genie [Aladdin]) (16 [17] {18})

Uma Saraki (Daughter of Ursula) (16 [17] {18})

Sophie Sid (Apprentice/Protege/Adopted Daughter of Yen Sid) (16 [17] {18})

Samuel “Sammy” Smee (Son of Mr.Smee) (15 [16] {17})

Sebastian “Sebby” “Squeaky” Smee (Son of Mr. Smee) (6 [7] {8})

Stephen “Steve” “Squirmy” Smee (Son of Mr. Smee) (9 [10] {11})

Aziz Sultan (Son of Aladdin and Jasmine) (16 [17] {18})

Kudu Sultan (Child of Aladdin and Jasmine) (22 [23] {24})

Yzla Sumac (Daughter of Yzma) (15 [16] {17})

Zevon Sumac (Son of Yzma) (16 [17] {18})

Whitney Sykes (Son of Bill Sykes) (14 [15] {16})

Kyriakos “Kyle” Nedakh-Thatch (Son of Kida and Milo) (17 [18] {20}) (this is technically my sibling, @shinjutori‘s OC but I’m just putting them here because I might use them? sorry shin)

Jaclyn “Jackie” Topper (Daughter of Jackson [Mad Hatter]) (17 [18] {19})

Anthony Tremaine (Son of Anastasia Tremaine) (16 [17] {18})

Danielle “Danny” Tremaine (Daughter of Drizella Tremaine) (18 [19] {20})

Darya Tremaine (Daughter of Drizella Tremaine) (17 [18] {19})

David Tremaine (Son of Drizella Tremaine) (8 [9] {10})

Débora “Debbie” Tremaine (Daughter of Drizella Tremaine) (16 [17] {18})

Denis Tremaine (Son of Drizella Tremaine) (14 [15] {16})

Diana “Dizzy” Tremaine (Daughter of Drizella Tremaine) (13 [14] {15})

Diodore “Dio” Tremaine (Son of Drizella Tremaine) (6 [7] {8})

Dmitriy Tremaine (Son of Drizella Tremaine) (11 [12] {13})

Dominik “Dom” Tremaine (Son of Drizella Tremaine) (15 [16] {17})

Domitille “Tillie” Tremaine (Daughter of Drizella Tremaine) (9 [10] {11})

Doraine “Rainie” Tremaine (Daughter of Drizella Tremaine) (7 [8] {9})

Arabella Tritonpoulos (Daughter of Andrina, Granddaughter of King Triton, Niece of Ariel) (16 [17] {18})

Yi-Min Wang (Daughter of Yao and Su) (16 [17] {18})

Avens White (Son of Snow White and Florian) (16 [17] {18})

Lorraine “Rainy” White (Daughter of Snow White and Florian) (15 [16] {17})

Jacopo Worthington (Son of Honest John) (7 [8] {9})

Lin Yu (Daughter of Shan Yu) (7 [8] {9})

Ming Yu (Daughter of Shan Yu) (9 [10] {11})

Nuan Yu (Daughter of Shan Yu) (11 [12] {13})

Qui Yu (Son of Shan Yu) (13 [14] {15})

Qiang Yu (Son of Shan Yu) (13 [14] {15})

Ru Yu (Son of Shan Yu) (15 [16] {17})

Shi Yu (Child of Shan Yu) (18 [19] {20})

T-That’s all folks!

#my ocs #disney descendants #descendants #descendants 2 #descendants 3 #masterpost #isle kids #auradon kids

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