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Thoughts on the Spillane kids AU while I am free real estate :)

I have two (2) of Helene's kids in AUs I love and cherish 😳💖

also me borrowing some OCs from @chrisceptionarts my beloved <3

Maia Spillane Adler: RotLA/HM mixed verse

Biological child of Helene Spillane and Erich Wilhelm Adler, Helene Marie Adler’s older half-brother. She was born on February 1, 1931.

It was a marriage of convenience, especially on Erich’s end, as marrying Helene meant he could fast-track his papers to become a naturalized American citizen. Helene on the other hand, did it as a favor for both him and HMA, who’d been her longstanding friends since their shared child prodigy days.

Why is Erich leaving? After returning from his studies, he couldn’t believe and stomach his father’s growing sentiments aligning with the newly established Nazi party and suspicions regarding his sexuality, plus with the general state of Germany growing more and more intolerant, he seeks to leave for his health and safety. HMA advises him to prepare for it and to prepare well.

Following her advice, Erich squirells away a small (but still a very significant amount of money) inheritance, and leaves for the US. Having made several profitable investments in the automotive and technological industry; he soon returns to having a comfortable life.

Not that Helene herself wasn’t hurting for money, with the nest egg inheritance left to her by her maternal grandparents (Jack & Molly), own investments ranging from partnering with small business owners up to playing with the stock market, PLUS the millions she earned from gambling (legally AND illegally) during the self-destruction years before + after the death of her grandparents AND María breaking up with her right after Oxford (1929)– let’s just say Maia can lead a good life, and would not want for anything.

ANYWAYS

Maia’s a brunette, her hair a shade darker than her father’s but a lighter than her mom’s, which is. really black. She did inherit Helene’s fair tone and eyes, which were a deep brown that almost looked black, reflecting the world until the light hits it. Looks like a spitting image of Helene when she grows up, only with semi-lighter hair and her father’s nose.

Maia has a very bubbly personality. She’s easy-going, naturally charismatic, and fairly fit– which she takes after Erich himself. Helene says those come from him, as her own extrovertedness was born as a persona, and her own manipulative charm a direct consequence from her childhood.

Erich actually has Maia’s custody. He and Helene decided it was easier, as Helene had many enemies from her globe-trotting (and other, less than legal) adventures. Their marriage also wasn’t well known, given that Helene Marie and Patricia Sánchez were their only witness aside the person who married them, which made divorce proceedings (led by Helene’s hardass lawyer on retainer, Stacie Henderson) an easy affair by the time Maia turned 2.

Helene and Erich are both hella queer, actually, on the opposite sides of the spectrum. They had Maia because Erich wanted to have the chance to take care of a child, and Helene wasn’t opposed to the idea when he asked her if she wanted one, or would like him to find a surrogate. And so they planned meticulously, succeeding on first try.

During her pregnancy, Helene craved tropical fruits so much, Erich might as well had brought a store. He also had some of them especially planted in a greenhouse in his home, if for convenience’s sake. Before they divorced, Helene jokingly said she’s taking it with her– Until Erich tells her to go find a place she likes, he’ll buy it and have another transfer there. Helene says she’ll take a raincheck on that one, still not ready to commit to a place permanently.

Speaking of, she had it relatively easy. Helene got mildly queasy during the first trimester but got over it quickly. Her baby bump wasn’t also noticeable, having had what her doctors called a stealth pregnancy– So any photos taken of her would have her look normal, if a little tired about something.

ON ANOTHER NOTE

Maia takes after her mother and becomes a whiz with languages. By age 5, she was familiar with 9 with various degrees of fluency. She also showed an aptitude for the arts as well, taking up realistic drawings after her mother.

Erich gets a test done discretely, silencing any hints of yet another prodigy appearing in the media. Maia passes with the same IQ score as Helene.

When asked whether she’d like to do advance her studies, Erich had both HS and HMA come over and explain to Maia what they went through as child prodigies, and promises that she doesn’t need to be one if she wants. Maia chooses to just get a private tutor with languages, her Mother occasionally coming over in disguise to teach a lesson or two. She still hasn’t decided what she wants to take yet, but knows her family will support her decision no matter what she chooses.

Speaking of support: Maia knows of both her parents orientations, and a bit of Helene’s history with one (1) redhead ex-lover. She’s knows her mom still loves her, and vowed to kick the woman blue on the shins if she ever meets her for breaking her Mom’s heart. She knows Aunt Stacie will come back her up too.

Again Maia Spillane is a national treasure and I need you to know that I love and treasure her. Mostly because of the last sentence, but also. BABY GIRL, BABY.

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Emma Spillane: Letters for María verse

Biological daughter of Fiona Williams and Gerard Spillane, Helene Spillane’s younger brother. She was born on June 21, 1933.

Emma is moved to Helene’s custody after a robbery in their home turned homicide claimed her parent's lives before the events of Relics 2. Helene is understandably surprised but remembers Fiona’s parents were no longer in the picture, and her own are too untrustworthy to even consider–

Because while Helene burned out and ran off, Gerard pushed on and sacrificed himself to be groomed as their Golden son.

ANYWAYS.

Emma is a brunette, hair the same shade as Gerry’s and Helene’s. She inherited Fiona’s hazel eyes, her pale skin and freckles.

Before the event, Emma was lively, boisterous, and active– but no doubt the sweetest kid you’d ever meet. She’s also highly observant and has a good grasp of social situations, courtesy of her mother who loved to take her out during weekends to go people-watch while Gerry worked on a new project or two for his Father’s company. She furthered her skills for it as her Grandmother starts inviting her into attenting social functions with her, which Emma somewhat enjoyed.

…Until Helene and Gerry find out. The three meet for a terse talk, and social gatherings are a NO unless Gerry himself deems it fit. She gets to go to a few gatherings and parties with him, but the shininess of new settings becomes tedious to her with the monotony of high society.

Now though? The trauma has her completely clammed up, save except Helene who’s managed to get her to crack some emotions, but not her voice. She simply doesn’t want to talk or see anyone, and is often found curled up in a corner with one of Helene’s cats next to her.

She misses her Mom and their Sunday walks, hearing her laugh and the chocolate mousse she slips to her quietly after dinner while her Papa pretends not to see it–

She misses her Papa and his bedtime stories, because he never failed to come home back to her early save for a handful of occasions; of hearing him talk on the phone while she quietly sat with him in his study, looking over his papers and calculations and the contracts his position demanded of him–

But most of all, she misses feeling normal, because now she knows the violence of the world, knows that anything can change in a second– and she HATES and HATES and HATES because all she wants to be is SAFE again

But she can’t. The world’s going to shit, and she knows her new guardian has a very, very complicated path in front of her. So with some reluctance, she manages to tell her to accept the challenge and have her be placed temporarily in the care of her godparents and new next-door neighbors, Cristian and Penelope Rodriguez, for the next month and a half.

Helene sighs and agrees, promising to get back to her safely, and bring over a rare souvenir.

(Helene does, fucking stealing a goddamn artifact from one (1) particular museum. She really shouldn’t have done that, but well. Accidents happen.)

Right now, LfM stands @ Ao3 unfinished & unupdated, so i’ll get back on y'all on the rest of Emma’s sad route when I finish so I don’t spoil plans <3

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