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Chapter 34 - [ AO3 | FFN ]

“Tell me…tell me that what just happened isn’t what I think it is.” “Sadie…” Deaton’s soothing tone wasn’t working. It was water that was meant to put out a fire. But I was burning gasoline. “Tell me that after everything I told you, every time I asked you for help and you didn’t tell me anything, that Lydia did not come here and bring Peter fucking Hale back from the dead!” I rounded on him, charging forward with every intention of throwing him into the grave that Peter had just vacated. Derek was holding me back, the gun already knocked out of my hand so I couldn’t do more harm than screaming. And I did scream, so much that I wasn’t even sure what I was saying. Deaton didn’t move. He didn’t even take a step back. He just watched me, looking a little sad, and ever so infuriatingly calm. “And you!” I spun around in Derek’s grip, catching him by surprise as I shoved him back. I punched him with all my strength. He fell hard, smashing through an ancient chair. I knew he was weak, but all I could register was the rush from finally getting a reaction out of what was usually such a strong, immovable force. “What about ‘that’s not possible’?! What about ‘I’ve never heard of that’?! You just wouldn’t—fucking—listen to me!” I sent a kick at his body, and just managed to roll out of the way, sending pieces of chair everywhere. “Sadie, stop! I didn’t know! I’m just as surprised as you are! Stop!” “Why didn’t you listen to me?!”

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✦ A Woman of No Importance: The Shelby Children Grown

⤑ Based on this post...

Charles Arthur Shelby - b. 1922; soft and quiet. Charlie seemed to inherit his father's stoicism as he grew older. An infamously mild-mannered man, he never spoke what he didn't know to be true and never smiled unless he found something funny. Nevertheless, few men could find fault in him. A RAF Navigator, he was brave, calculating, and unshakable. He wore the moniker of 'mama's boy' with pride - writing to her every day - and liked to tend to his gardens and feed fish in his spare time.

Dorothy Rose Shelby - b. 1925; spoiled and cunning. Dottie was almost the mirror image of her mother with her father's wide eyes. Blue, and piercing, and full of mischievous, there was never a wheel not turning- a plot always in the making. The apple of her father's eye, she asked for little and wanted for nothing. She kept hunting dogs for the company and wrote poetry when she could. She made a name for herself in the Nursing Corps for being equal parts brilliant and ballsy - earning not one but two military medals for her bravery.

James Thomas Shelby - b. 1926; young and reckless. The truest test of Rose's patience, James never met a challenge he didn't meet with a heavy fist and a cheeky grin. He excelled at most things he put his mind to - from horse riding to boxing to women - and never met a gamble he wasn't willing to take. Too much like his father for his own good, he respected few and listened to none. None, but his mother, that was... though even she couldn't keep him from signing up for the Army on his 18th birthday.

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𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙬 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝘽𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙊𝘾 ✸ 𝘓𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘢 𝘔𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘻𝘰𝘷𝘢

It started with a women and her son. The women was strong willed, care free, and beautiful. She was elegant and wise. She loved her son deeply and wanted him to be independent and brave. She taught him the ways of the Grisha and she told him stories of how they were ostracized and unwanted from the rest of society. From his mother he learned how to be tough and to stick up for himself. He became very protective of his mother and wanted nothing more for her to be safe and happy. The women one day decided she wanted more for her son. Seeing as a child would want more than just his mother for company, she went into town and sought out a strong Grisha whom she would take to bed.  When the girl was born, the boy knew that he would do anything to keep her safe and happy just like his mother. As she got older she began to show her powers as a Tidemaker differing from her mother and brother. Even though their powers differed, they taught her everything they knew. 

As the boy grew more powerful and gained more control, the girl stayed by his side. He never made a decision without consulting her first and together their grew the second army. Unlike the boy, the girl quickly fit in with all of the other Grisha her age. She ate with them and went to classes with them, even though she was way beyond their knowledge in summoning. She was an extremely social being. As she grew up she became a bigger part in the court. She would often accompany her brother to the Grand Palace and she became an excellent diplomat. She was poised and elegant like her mother and resembled a queen. She was beautiful and quickly caught the eye of many of the boys at the many balls and dinners she would attend at both palaces.

She noticed her brother hovering and did not mind in the slightest for she did not have her eye on any of the boys except for one?

She had met with the royal family many times and quickly became close with the youngest prince because of his witty banter and his playful nature. Them being very close in age, they have hung out together since he was thirteen and her and her brother moved into the  little palace. Other than her brother he was the girl’s closest friend. They often snuck out at night to run through the grounds and play by the lake away from the palace. They confided in each other about their troubles— mainly ranting about their annoying older brothers— and laughed together throughout their growing years. They shared both of their first kisses together and, knowing of her brothers distaste for the girl having a relationship, snuck around the two palaces stealing kisses in empty palace rooms and at their spot along the lake after it was dark. Her brother remained protective of her, and he remained oblivious of their relationship as she promised him she had no interest in anyone. He knew that she was old enough to make her own smart decisions but he was terrified of someone hurting her so he kept her to himself. And hurt was exactly what happened to her

G͏E͏N͏E͏R͏A͏L͏ I͏N͏F͏O͏R͏M͏A͏T͏I͏O͏N͏:

F͏u͏l͏l͏ N͏a͏m͏e͏: Larissa Anastasia Morozova

A͏l͏i͏a͏s͏: N/A

S͏e͏r͏i͏e͏s͏: The Darkest Sea

L͏o͏v͏e͏ i͏n͏t͏e͏r͏e͏s͏t͏: Nikolai Lantsov

A͏g͏e͏: 21

S͏e͏x͏u͏a͏l͏i͏t͏y͏: Bisexual

P͏r͏o͏n͏o͏u͏n͏s͏: She/her

G͏r͏i͏s͏h͏a͏ T͏y͏p͏e͏: Tidemaker

F͏a͏m͏i͏l͏y͏: Baghra (mother) Aleksander Morozova (older brother)

A͏P͏P͏E͏A͏R͏A͏N͏C͏E͏:

E͏t͏h͏n͏i͏c͏i͏t͏y͏: W͏h͏i͏t͏e͏

N͏a͏t͏i͏o͏n͏a͏l͏i͏t͏y͏: N/A

S͏p͏e͏c͏i͏e͏s͏: H͏u͏m͏a͏n͏

F͏a͏c͏e͏c͏l͏a͏i͏m͏: Claudia Jessie

H͏a͏i͏r͏ C͏o͏l͏o͏u͏r͏: Black

E͏y͏e͏ C͏o͏l͏o͏u͏r͏: B͏l͏u͏e͏

P͏E͏R͏S͏O͏N͏A͏L͏I͏T͏Y͏:

Q͏u͏a͏l͏i͏t͏i͏e͏s͏: Witty. Kind. Independent. Confident. Soft. Brave. Emotional. Compassionate.

M͏o͏r͏a͏l͏ A͏l͏i͏g͏n͏m͏e͏n͏t͏: Neutral Good

M͏y͏e͏r͏s͏ B͏r͏i͏g͏g͏s͏ T͏y͏p͏e͏: ENTP

H͏o͏g͏w͏a͏r͏t͏s͏ H͏o͏u͏s͏e͏: Ravenclaw

L͏I͏K͏E͏S͏:

↳ reading books

↳ adventure

↳ visiting the coast

↳ respect

↳ stating opinions

D͏I͏S͏L͏I͏K͏E͏S͏:

↳ manipulation

↳ arrogance

↳ disrespect

↳ forced marriages

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14th-20th Creative Things

Trying a new way of doing this so I don’t bother too many people by reblogging my own things.

Original Writing

Criminal Gang Story Drabble

Zombies Story Drabble

Vampires Story Drabble

Across Stories Story Drabble

Dystopian Story Drabble

Across Stories Story Drabble

Countdowns Story Drabble

Fanfiction Writing

Stories of Hope Drabble (Harry Potter)

Unexpected Partners Drabble (Alex Rider)

The Piccola Rossa Series Drabble (Peaky Blinders)

No Matter What Drabble (Nowhere Boys)

Truth Serum Drabble (Slow Horses)

The Making of a Hero Drabble (Nightwing)

Listen to Your Hart Drabble (Kingsman)

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8th-13th Creative Things

Trying a new way of doing this so I don't bother too many people by reblogging my own things.

Original Writing

Magical Entrepreneur Story Drabble

Good Versus Evil Story Drabble

Magical Entrepreneur Story Drabble

Dystopian Story Drabble

Magical Entrepreneur Story Drabble

Across Stories Story Drabble

Original Edits

Magical Entrepreneur Story Random Dialogue Prompts

Magical Entrepreneur Story Random Edit

Multiple Stories Perspective Character Name Meanings

Multiple Stories Perspective Character Name Meanings

Multiple Stories Perspective Character Name Meanings

Fanfiction Writing

The Piccola Rossa Series Drabble (Peaky Blinders)

Truth Serum Drabble (Slow Horses)

The Piccola Rossa Series Drabble (Peaky Blinders)

Ships Ahoy Drabble (Wreck)

A Knife's Edge Drabble (Stranger Things)

The Piccola Rossa Series Drabble (Peaky Blinders)

Fanfiction Edits

Multiple Stories Perspective Character Name Meanings

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UPCOMING FIC: A Theory of Everything

Fandom: A Discovery of Witches & Percy Jackson

oc features: Riversong Hargrove

Canon characters featured: Diana Bishop and Matthew Clairmont

TAGGING: @witchofinterest @fiercefray @sweetenemyfire @eddysocs @arrthurpendragon @villanele @bookstorebunny @roseygirl203 @valdrinors

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UPCOMING OC: Riversong Hargrove

fandom: a discovery of witches & percy jackson

fic: a theory of everything

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OC AESTHETIC: Riversong Hargrove

❝ The wolf who wins is the wolf you feed. The evil wolf feeds on anger, guilt, sorrow, lies, and regret. The good wolf needs a diet of love and honesty, spiced up with big spoonfuls of compassion and faith. So if you want the good wolf to win, you're going to have to starve the other one. ❞

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EASTER BASKET EXCHANGE

Annabelle Finch for @waterloou

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I hope you like it!

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EASTER BASKET EXCHANGE

Annabelle Finch & Obie Williams for @waterloou

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I hope you like it!

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EASTER BASKET EXCHANGE

Obie Williams & Annabelle Finch for @waterloou

I hope you like it!

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Chapter 35 - [ AO3 | FFN ]

“Allison, I’m so—” “Don’t!” The arrow brushed my skin, threatening to slice through flesh until Allison forced herself back. “Just…don’t. I know how you are with Derek. You treat him like family, and he treats you like his sister. He told you, and you—you did nothing. You did nothing to save her.” “That is not what happened, Allison! I didn’t know that he bit her. All I knew was that they fought because—” “And you didn’t tell me!” she shrieked. “Because you care about him, and Derek—no, Derek is just misunderstood. He could never do anything wrong. The two of you are—you’re exactly the same! You run around and you attack and you hurt people because you think you’re so right, and it doesn’t matter who else gets hurt! Well you know what, Sadie? He bit my mother, and now my mother is dead. S-she—she killed herself, because she didn’t want to chance being a monster like him. My mother is dead. And that’s your fault.” I gaped at her. “N-no. Allison, no, I didn’t—” “You didn’t do anything?” She laughed derisively, then leaned closer to hiss in my face. “Now where have I heard that before? You…you didn’t kill my mother, just like you didn’t kill Kate. And somehow they’re both dead because of you.” My lip trembled. I wanted to argue with her, but my mouth couldn’t move. Allison’s eyes were ice, freezing me solid as she held her bow at my throat. I felt the sting as it scratched along my skin, just short of drawing blood. “When I find Derek, I am going to kill him. And if you get in my way again, I will not hesitate to kill you too.”

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OCs DESERVE BETTER -> Jackson & Daniel "Danny" Prescott (The Walking Dead) Danny FC: Walker Scobell Jackson FC: Daniel Sharman

"My little brother is the ONLY good thing in my life." * "He basically raised me."

Jackson and Danny grew up with parents who could have cared less about their two children, especially after their father up and left when Danny was barely two years old. Jackson primarily raised his younger brother, sometimes being driven to do extreme things to get money - things that eventually catch up and land him in juvie, where he is assigned King County Sheriff Department Officer Peyton Myers as his parole officer. Having had bad experiences with law enforcement, he is expecting her to be like everyone else - only for her to surprise him by caring. Enough that he opens up about why he seems to be in and out of juvie - it's all for the sake of his younger brother. When an ex-boyfriend of their mother's shows up and gets violent, Jackson grabs Danny and runs to Peyton's, knowing with his record he'll be the first suspect if things take a turn of the worst and not trusting the justice system, he goes to the one person he thinks he can trust.

Instead of Peyton, however, the brothers end up at her neighbor Nico Sanchez's house, who is visibly confused and concerned but still invites them in and calls Peyton, who immediately calls dispatch to the Prescott trailer. And Jackson's worst fears are confirmed: the boyfriend got too violent and police immediately think Jackson did it. But with Peyton and - to his surprise - another King County Deputy on his side, the investigation turns to the ex-boyfriend. Knowing that even though he's 18 and the only blood family Danny has left that the court will never give him custody, he begins to put a plan into place where Peyton or even Nico could adopt Danny while he gets his life together.

Knowing he did what he could and that Danny was under temperary guardianship of Peyton, Jackson takes a job in Atlanta that will also pay for room and board... just in time for the dead to rise up. Frantic, he tries to get back to Danny, but finds both the Myers and Sanchez home are empty. Jackson just survives, hoping to one day reunite the Danny... until he gets found and later recruited by a group calling themselves 'the Saviors' and their leader, Negan.

As for Danny, since Peyton wasn't home, he ran to Nico's house, where the man grabbed him and ran, the two protecting and looking out for each other until they found sanctuary in a small community called 'Woodbury' that seems to be a utopia to the hellhole the world has become. Still, he knows Nico doesn't trust the place, though he also knows the man only stays for Danny... and that the man is ready to once again grab Danny and run.

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Thank you @themaradwrites

From "The Greater Good"

The cries of the little girl filled the silence as the man pushed open the door. He let out a sigh of relief as his eyes fell upon the toddler, standing upright in her crib, her tiny hands clutching the railings. He began to cross the room, arms outstretched, when a flash of red light hit him in the back. The man fell forward, unconscious.

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I stare at the screen for hours, trying to make the words come out, but they won't. I can't compel myself to take a break, because there's this voice screaming at me from the base of my brain...

"You've been told you're a great writer, and you want to be a published author. But all you have to show for it after forty-four years are a dozen crash-and-burn writing projects. When you have the time to write, you don't, for a host of reasons. If you don't have something written by the time you die--which comes closer with every passing day--you've wasted your gifts, you've wasted all the effort people put into educating you, and you've wasted your life. So sit down and WRITE, you worthless piece of shit!"

How do you get past the paralysis caused by the obligation to produce? Is there a way to trick your brain and your body into writing? Or do you just slog on through, no matter how long you have to sit there to get a thousand words a day out?

Perhaps you could try to be kinder to yourself.

I always give myself permission to write or to do nothing at all (staring out of the window or at a wall is okay). After a while spent staring at a wall it's often easier to write.

Remember if you write a page a day -- 300 words -- at the end of a year you'll have a 100,000 word novel.

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Claude Verchamps, Shadowhunters + a moodboard for every oc (150/?)

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stating to think there’s an inverse correlation between how good media is and how easily fandomizable it is 😁