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[football-rambles]

Bonus Dad...Introduction.

Call it stepping up or stepping in

But step by step my world went spinning

Around that little heart and angel face.

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Bex is a single mother with a five year old, being a freelance journalist she spends most of her time at home chasing after her five year old daughter, she forgets that she use to be fun before she became a mother it isn't until one night out with her best friend she realises there's more to life than writing and watching Ms. Rachel.

She didn't expect to fall in love with a high profile footballer who happened to wear number 19 to her dads favourite team. But with a child in the mixture could she let him in?

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Introducing...

Rebekah Cooper

aka Bex

Mason Mount

aka Himself

Paige Cooper - Thomas

aka Little Coop

Scarlett Bowen

aka Best-friend

Declan Rice & Lauren Fryer

aka themselves

Ben Chilwell

aka Himself

Also Will Appear/Mention:

Mason's Family aka Themselves

Chelsea Squad aka Themselves

England Squad aka Themselves.

Jarrod Bowen aka Himself

Jake Thomas aka Baby Daddy

Tiffany Rose aka Bonus Mother

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A/N: This whole book is fictional I do not know any of these characters mentioned, I only own: Bex, Paige, Scarlett, Jake, Tiffany. Images for Paige could possibly be Mason's nieces but for purpose of this story I'm trying to get photos of the back of shirt.

This Book belongs to me. I do NOT give permission for this story to be published anywhere else by anyone but me. This book will be posted on Wattpad which you can find here. 

[winniethewife]

You Can’t Always Save Everybody.

(Miguel O’hara x Spidersona!Scarlette Web)

Chapter 3

Last chapter ~ Next chapter

A/n: Flash back Chapter! It jumps around the timeline a bit. Hopefully its not too confusing. posting a day early this week because the holiday tomorrow. Image by @bumbleboots_art on IG

Warnings: Character death, Angst, Drug use.

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Valentine woke with Miguel’s arm wrapped around her, same as every morning. She hummed peacefully as she fought the urge to just fall back asleep in the warmth of his embrace. His calloused fingers run over the skin over her stomach, a signal he’s waking up.

“Morning Tiger.” She chuckles softly. Miguel playfully growls and nuzzles his face into her neck, nipping and kissing lightly at the sensitive skin.

“G’morning Chiquitita…mmm… Tan suave, tan bonita…” He mumbles into her skin as he takes in her scent, his hand running along the bare skin under her sleep shirt. His lips moving gently along her skin, not wanting to leave any inch of her skin untouched. His tounge leaving a trail as he leaves a strip along her neck before blowing cold air along it making her laugh and twitch at the sensation. She turns to look at him

“Coffee?” She asked quietly.

“5 more minutes, Quiero sentirte…” She laughs as he pulls her ontop of him, using her like a blanket.

“Okay, Okay, Five more minutes”

~

She had just finished giving Green Goblin over to the authority’s when she heard one of the officers talking.

“Yeah there’s been a shooting over at this concert. Some punk band.” Her blood went cold, she shot her webshooter and swung through the city as fast as she could to the venue Miguel was preforming at, there were police everywhere, ambulances everywhere, she scanned the crowed for Miguel, she saw the rest of his band mates off to the side, but where was he? She quickly pulls on a hoodie with Miguel’s band logo on it and some yoga pants before making her way over to his band mates.

“Valentine!” Oh my god…” Cherry, the red haired Keyboardist rushes to give her the tightest hug.

“Cherry…Where is he?” Valentine asks her voice shaking. Cherry pulls away and shakes her head.

“He…He saw the guy with the gun, got off the stage to stop him…there was nothing the EMTs could do.” Cherry started crying. The other bandmates could barely look at her, heads hung.

Valentine’s whole world came crumbling down. The earth stopped spinning in that moment. Everything was over. He was gone.

~

She stood in front of the mirror, the day of her wedding has arrived, Her hair perfectly styled, her makeup done perfectly, the gothic wedding dress she had specially made hugged her curves. Her Maid of Honor was Cherry, She was her best friend since high school, as well as a member of her fiancé’s band. Her Uncle Martin was the only member left of her family, after Aunt Beth died before she could save her, something she would later learn is a sacrifice all spider people must make in their life. He was beside her with a wide smile.

“You look beautiful Sweetie. Your parents would be so proud. Aunt Beth would be proud.” He said as he gently touched her shoulder.

“Thank you, I just...wish they were here.” She smiles sadly at her uncle.

“They may not be here in person but, they’re always in your heart.” He reminds her. Cherry hands her the bouquet of dark red roses.

“Ready?” She asks with a smile, her bright red hair done in a complicated up do of her own design.

“Ready.”  Valentine smiles at her friend.

Miguel stood at the end of the aisle with an all-black suit. His hair slicked back and a look of awe on his face as he watched her walk down the aisle. As She reaches the alter he takes her hand and helps her up the step.

“Eres la novia más Hermosa… I’m the luckiest guy in the universe…” He says just loud enough for her to hear as he runs his thumb across the back of her hand. Valentine finds herself lost in his eyes as the Officiant starts to speak.  She doesn’t even really listen, she only noticed when the Officiant prompted her to read her vows. She keeps looking into his eyes as she recites them.

“My Love, they say ‘love is not always sunshine and rainbows; sometimes, it's the darkness that pulls us closer.’ With that in mind, I wish to keep by my side, in the darkest of nights, in the brightest of days. From far away and close by. I will keep you forever in my heart. Every breath I take is for you, every step I take is to bring me closer to you. My heart beats for you, and you alone. You are my entire life, and I couldn’t do everything I do, if you weren’t by my side. I love you with my entire being. This is just the beginning of a new chapter for us, in a story we already write together.” She tries to keep her voice steady as tears of joy stream down her face. Miguel also wipes tears from his eyes.

“Chiquitita…I have loved you since the first day. I knew my whole life would be about you after that first date. Every song I write I write for you, every tattoo on my body is a reminder of our life together. Every show I play I look for you in the crowd, I play for you. I sing for you, it’s always you. You are the moonlight that I am drawn to in the night. You bring joy to my life, pushing out the sorrow. You make me feel like I can do anything and everything, nothing can stop me as long as we’re together. In this life time I will write you a hundred melodies, as long as you are here to bring me harmony.”

~

Valentine kneels by the headstone. “Miguel O’hara-Foxx, Goodbye isn’t forever.” She touches the top of the stone with tears in her eyes, she’s wearing the dress he always loved. It had been six months, she was just surviving at this point, each day the same as the last.

“Hey Tiger…I know it’s been a while but…I wanted to see you. I miss you every day. I…I feel like I’m drowning without you…” She chuckles “I just, if I had been there… at the concert…fuck. I miss you Miguel. I don’t know what I’m doing.” She rests her head on the headstone tears streaming down her face.

~

Scarlette Web stood in her lab looking at the tech she was working on she felt the Withdrawal from the MERCY coming on. She reaches for the injector and slides up her sleeve and lines up the injector, pulling the trigger, a sharp sting then a rush over her body. She closes her eyes and sighs in relief. That life was behind her. This is her life now.

~

Translations:

Tan suave, tan bonita : So soft, so pretty

Quiero sentirte: I want to feel you

Eres la novia más Hermosa : You're the most beautiful Bride

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[ravennaortiz]

Lost and Found Chapter 4

This is a twisting tale of love, family and loyalty told through present tense and flashbacks.

Trigger Warnings: General themes of the show( death, violence, drinking etc), Minors DNI, implied sexual assault in later chapters.

Jax sat on his dads bike thinking over his life and those he loved. He had hurt so many people and he hoped that he had given Chibs enough time to fix one of his mistakes. The look on Chibs face when he had told him that he had green lit Juice without permission haunted him the same way the image of his sister with a gun to her head did.  He hated himself for having pushed Scar so far. Of all people Scar deserved happiness and love and all he had done was tear her world apart. For what? To prove his leadership, to make a point? He hated himself for what he had done. He had been up all night making arrangements to fix his mistakes, writing a letter to each member and getting his wills in order. Jax took a deep breath before beginning his final journey knowing his demons would follow him forever but at least they couldn’t hurt those he loved anymore.

"You’re not going to tell your sister bye?" growled Chibs as he stormed into the ice cream shop where Jax was saying his goodbyes to the rest of the club.

"This will be better for her Chibs" replied Jax as he turned his eyes onto his mentor and friend. "Once it’s been confirmed I need you to be the one to tell her. I also need you to go to Stockton and meet with Tully." continued Jax as he pulled his friend to him and hugged him.

"Why?" replied Chibs with confusion as he pulled back to look in the younger man’s eyes.

"I made a mistake and I need you to fix it before it’s too late" replied Jax as he closed his eyes.

Chibs hoped he wasn’t too late as he pulled into the parking lot at Stockton, the conversation him and Jax had still ringing in his ears. He had no idea how he would explain to Scarlett both her brother and Old man were gone from this world at the same time. Would he be willing to stop her next attempt at leaving this world? Chibs shook his head to clear the what ifs, there was no sense getting lost down that rabbit hole yet.He glanced at his watch and quickly made his way into the prison as the sun began to set.

2 Days Later

Scarlett wiped at her red, swollen and painful eyes as more tears cascaded down her face. She was amazed at how more tears just kept coming. Every time she turned around a new memory hit her like a train. Her hands shook as she knelt next to the open gravesite and dropped another black rose onto the casket. She should be used to this level of pain at this point, it came with the life, but for her it never got easier. “I’m sorry. I love you and will miss you forever” she murmured as she stood up brushing the dirt off the hem of her dress before blowing a kiss down to the casket. The showing and funeral had been a simple and private affair which helped some as Scarlett didn’t think she would be able to handle the type of small talk that funerals brought on especially when it was for someone so young. As she turned to walk away her eyes fell on the club members who out of respect for her let her have her time first. “Thank you guys for everything. I know the last few months have been difficult and I haven’t always been the nicest, but I appreciate you all and your friendship.” Stated Scarlett as each man hugged her in turn before she made her way slowly to the bikes.

“Rest easy brother. I still stand by that promise I made you when her and I started dating, I will always protect and love her no matter what. She’s the best thing about me if were being honest. Thank you for finding me when I was lost because if you hadn’t id have never found my peace” stated Juice as he looked back at Scarlett at the end before tossing a rose down as well.

This is the end of this story but not the end of Scarlett and Juice.

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[peridotglimmer]

Inspired by @myth-blossom 💕 Their post is here!

Rules: List ten books that have stayed with you in some way, don’t take but a few minutes, and don’t think too hard - they don’t have to be the “right” or “great” works, just the ones that have touched you.

Tagging: @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels @princess-of-prose @issytheamateurnerd @abschaumno1 @sharo-maneru -- if you feel like it, of course!

Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer - My English teacher hated me (and openly admitted she did) but when she recommended this book for me to read for my list, I did, and surprisingly loved it.

Tanglewreck by Jeanette Winterson - This children's book is insane in the absolute best way. I will never forget the scene in the black hole.

Tikkop by Adriaan van Dis - I had to read three of Van Dis' books in the 6th year of high school, and I hated the first two with a burning passion. It was a huge surprise when I turned out to actually like Tikkop.

No et Moi by Delphine de Vigan - Lent to me by my French teacher Mrs Loeff to read during grammar lessons, it completely enraptured me at 15. I refuse to watch the movie because I'd rather keep my own mental images.

Het Grote Boek van Sebastiaan by Mieke van Hooft - My grandmother would read this to me and my brother whenever we'd spend the night there (followed by lullabies that I now sing to our son).

Martin the Warrior by Brian Jacques - Honestly, I could have put the entire Redwall series here, but this is the book that 7-year-old Belle read in one go and stayed up all night for to finish, and that made me want to change my name to Rose.

The entire Junie B. Jones series by Barbara Park - When we emigrated to the U.S. when I was six, Junie B. Jones basically taught me English. My mum and I would struggle through four pages a night. I learnt what a school bus was, and a rubber ducky. Later, I'd save my pocket money every week to be able to buy more of them when we went to Barnes & Nobles.

The Twins by Tessa De Loo - The book that nearly made me fail my Dutch oral final. I had a complete blackout, and couldn't answer the question 'what are the main characters' names?' I'm never, ever forgetting their names are Anna and Lotte ever again.

The Stephanie Plum series by Janet Evanovich - These books aren't particularly amazing. The plot isn't brilliant; the humour is just fine, but they transported me to a different world as a teen, one where abusive family members didn't exist.

The Murder of Bindy Mackenzie by Jaclyn Moriarty - As a teen, the plot blew me away. It also took me thirty minutes this morning to figure out the title of this book because I read it in Dutch, where they decided for some godforsaken reason to rename her Scarlett instead of Bindy.

[mysticmermaid108]

WHAT’S UP, FIRST ART FIGHT!!!!!

I am on Team Vampires, so let’s get it on!

(Because the pictures are blurry, I’ll add this section)

FEATURED CHARACTERS:

BEL (The Rise Of Irk) - The protagonist of my story, a she warrior who’s here to fight for justice and stand up for what she believes in, no matter the cost. She’s here to lead the revolution and end Irk’s twisted government reign! - Image used was drawn by @shandzii!

ZIM AND DIB (The Powerstones) - From my AU story, where Zim and Dib go on a quest to find these ancient temples and use the stones to gain epic superpowers and fight to the death! (Makes more sense if you read the story lol) - The image used was drawn by @electrozeistyking!

HADRIA (Ruins of Entrada) - Teenage assassin who’s here to avenge her parents death and try to survive in the unfair government system of the ruined land of Entrada. She’s also a psychic, meaning she has almost Scarlett Witch like powers and telekinesis. (Black/Putple hair on right)

KIARA (Ruins of Entrada) - Hadrian’s older sister who’s the Captain of Rust Town and a fierce warrior, while also being a bit of a nerd and being incredibly intelligent. She’s also a manipulator, meaning she has Earth Bending like powers. (Blonde/Green hair on left)

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FEATURED CHARACTERS NOT ON THE CARD:

Princess Lia (TLOOC) - Sweet and friendly Princess of the Kingdom of Oceana, super innocent and kind. (She’s the purple Mermaid!)

Calypso (TLOOC) - Fun and exciting, Lia’s best friend and a warrior at heart! (She’s the green siren)

Isabel (TLOOC) - The The Captain’s Daughter, long lost after trying to find the amulet to get revenge on the siren that killed her father and her crew, I MEAN the mystical sea beast who’s out to kill whoever wields the power of her opposing amulet (shoot, that’s Lia) also she’s the one with the octopus tentacles

Captain Rose - Captain of the Fortune’s Secret, bold and brave, a siren hunter who’s hoping to catch the sea beast and find out what happened to her old friend, Isabel.

ALANA AKALI/DEWDROP - A custom Spider Person for my new story, a teenage girl from Waimea, Hawaii who moved to NY, was bitten by a radioactive spider and became the crime fighting superhero, Spider Girl, later giving herself the name Dewdrop.

ALL THE OTHER MAIN GUARDIANS (SOE)

SUKO (Top Left) - Light Guardian, sweet and kind, very noble and wise

SUKI (Top Right) - Darkness Guardian, mysterious and secretive

CATALINA (Red Girl) - Fire Guardian, Spunky and Fun

ELISA (Blue Girl with the Braid) - Ice Guardian, very shy and a bit scared of herself and her powers

TERRA (Green Girl) - Nature Guardian, sassy and friendly

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[crmincls]

⸻ ryan destiny, 28, cis woman, she/her ; ] welcome to the bastion, SCARLETTE STEELE. we’ve had a problem with our system, please help me readjust your files. it says here you are TWENTY EIGHT and have been around london for YOUR ENTIRE LIFE, correct? yes, i’ve read an article about you - they said you can be SENSUAL and VAIN, is that true? no matter, i’m sure your position as a SOCIALITE will conceal all of that. all done now. i hope to be seeing more of your DECADENCE OOZING OFF THE DIAMOND JEWELRY YOU WEAR ON A DAILY BASIS / A GIANT BOUQUET OF RED ROSES REPLACED LIKE PERFECT CLOCKWORK / SPENDING HOURS IN THE LOUVRE JUST FOR A GLIMPSE OF BEAUTY in the future. enjoy your stay, and remember the rules. / / monet de haan ( gossip girl 2 ), regina george ( mean girls ), camille ( bring it on ). [ ⸻ honey ; daughter of the left side

𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬

full name . scarlette selene steele

nickname(s) . scar

age . 28

sexuality . bisexual

place of birth . london, england

occupation . socialite

height . 5'1"

tattoos . a dainty tattoo with her mother's birthdate on her left shoulder.

piercings . all over her ears, belly button

pinterest . here

𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬

( tw: death of a parent, death in childbirth, murder )

the underworld birthed her, at least, that's what people often say. a spitting image of her father, ruthless and a perfect fit for the side of the table she would one day inherit. only scarlette never quite wanted all that, power is great, but the young woman just wanted to live.

and so live she does, partying up every moment she gets, ignoring the darkness she thrives in, ignoring the responsibilities she has to the table. how does she get away with it? knowing her limits. scarlette only pushes so much, but in the end she'll always be an obedient girl with a heavy dash of rebellion. her father thinks she'll grow out of it, hopes even, but only time will tell. he's always been a bit easier on her than her siblings in many ways, after all, her mother passed away birthing her. that grace only extends so far, though, she's also the only sibling who is pushed through as strenuous and grueling training as she was. but the future of the left side has to be strong, she has to be deadly. scarlette is a perfect weapon even if she refuses to admit it.

she has very odd views on death, which is perhaps why she can deliver it so well. scarlette favors poison above most other things, a dark and ruthless little sickness rooted in her very soul. she's the one they send when pain and suffering is the only option and boy does she deliver. the silent death of the left side is a force to be reckoned with, that's for certain.

she prefers to live in paris to london, and did so for the past ten years about. only now has she come home, the drive was getting exhausting and when her father called, she knew it wasn't a question.

does her best plotting and scheming in art museums, ironic that she plans for death surrounded by beautiful history. her degree is actually in art history, not that she'd ever use it.

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

on main :

i don't have the brain to write these out but give her frenemies, a solid friend group, exes, flings, friends with benefits, will they won't they's, flirtationships, you name it, just give it

〈 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐄 / 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 〉,〈 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫 / 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚜 〉

〈 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐄 / 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 〉,〈 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫 / 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚙𝚘 〉

〈 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐄 / 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 〉,〈 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫 / 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚎 〉

〈 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐄 / 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 〉,〈 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫 / 𝚍𝚎𝚟 〉

[itwasrealtome]

One last time — Part One | S.Johansson x reader

Summary: After a pleasant evening, Scarlett has to face a police officer who is a bit too strict. Despite the difficult breakup, Y/N volunteers to help her ex by taking her home. Just one last time.

Genre: Angst/Fluff(?? > more in part two)

Warnings: Abusive behavior by a police officer | Mention of a break-up | Exes reunited by fate | Some sort of sexism | The police officer being a jerk | Exes who obviously still have feelings for each other | Not Y/N surprising everyone at the end

A/N: Alright guys. This is it. I know I promised you this one shot for many weeks. Here it is. Well, here is a part of it. I decided to cut it in two parts because it was getting really long. I hope you’ll like it. Don’t hesitate to share your opinion, I remind you that even if I do not answer the comments, I read them all and I thank you for your kindness. It always makes me happy to read your comments. I hope you like this part. PART TWO COMING SOON.

Also, I’m sorry if the parts about the NYPD don’t seem real. Like I said before, it’s fiction, and for the story I needed it to be that way. I know it’s a bit bad, I’m really sorry…

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“That night STILL haunts me, no matter how many times I try to push it out of my mind; the thoughts, the touch, the feel, the smell, everything is still so alive and killing me inside.”

-UNKNOWN

Although it had been dark for several hours already, the moon was nowhere to be seen. And it seemed almost strange not to see it when looking up where it was supposed to be. It was nearly as odd as not seeing a person you used to know so well. Maybe because you know it's there somewhere, but you can’t see it. And as someone would do, you keep looking around, hoping to finally find with your eyes what is missing. A lost piece of the puzzle.

However, it is common that when one piece goes lost, we do our best to get another one to fit. And just like that, the image that seemed so perfect is then distorted by new possibilities, by a picture that wants to be different, by an abundant curiosity. Other pieces join the first one, and a whole new picture is created. A landscape, an animal, a family portrait.

The contrast between the restaurant and the car was striking. Where one was loud and stuffy, the other was quiet and brought a sense of peace. And just then, as she took refuge in the car, Scarlett let out a breath that she didn't know she was holding in until then. The evening had been incredible, she couldn't deny it. Colin was a very charming man, respectful, and the way he acted with Rose was perfect. But something had made her hold her breath during dinner, and it was a feeling she was not used to anymore. It all felt new to her. She seemed to be back in her teens, but with all the lessons of her past experiences. She had already been through two marriages, two divorces, dozens of affairs, and one love that she thought was her last. But even the person you entrust your entire hope to can take everything from you; your heart, your tears, and a part of you that will never be reborn.

Shaking her hand as a final goodbye, she stood ready to drive home. Through her windows, she could see the writer getting into his car, also ready to leave. He seemed a little more relaxed than she was, though nervous. He could sense some hesitation in the actress throughout their date and wasn't sure why. He was doing everything he could to listen, lighten the mood and not scare little Rose. But maybe he was doing everything wrong, at least he hoped not. He was already under her spell. He couldn't lose her now when he was falling a little more for her every day. It was impossible to imagine.

It was surprising to find that Colin was already halfway home, while Scarlett was only buckling up. She had held a breath again, deep in her mind, shaken by her thoughts. She couldn't get her hands on this thing that seemed to hold her back. She was not free. She was tormented. And dwelling on it over and over probably didn't help. She needed to move on. She needed to go home.

“Mama.”

Her daughter's voice startled her. She had almost forgotten about her. The New York sky was clear, but in her mind, a real storm was causing damage. Looking in the center mirror, she could feel the features of her face soften at the sight of the little girl. She was wrapped in her jacket, her head resting against her seat, her little eyes almost closed.

“What is it, sweetheart?”

Rose mumbled a few words while rubbing her face. She was clearly on the verge of falling asleep but seemed to be fighting it. Despite her young age, she could tell something was odd. Her mother's attitude was not usual. Or at least, she had seen better days. Much better.

“You’re sleepy?” Scarlett didn't need confirmation, she knew. “It's all right, baby. We're going home.”

With a last sigh, the actress started the engine and began her journey towards the exit of the parking lot. Her eyes were slowly starting to sting. She imitated her daughter's previous actions and rubbed her face with one hand, hoping to make that tired feeling go away. All she had to do was make it home, and then she could collapse into the comfort of her bed. Maybe that was all she needed, a good night's sleep. It seemed like the right thing to do. Being asleep long enough just to take a break from the world. It meant being at peace for a while, away from responsibilities, thoughts, and emotions. However, it was never that easy. There was always something that came up to disturb her. When it wasn't Rose having a nightmare, it was work or invasive memories. In the middle of the night, it was usual to find her with a glass of alcohol in her hand, immersed in her thoughts, looking for a distraction. And maybe Colin could be that distraction.

The main exit of the parking lot was blocked by half a dozen vehicles. From her position, the actress could not determine the cause of this queue, but she was used to it. There wasn't a day that she didn't end up in a traffic jam. This was New York after all. To expect the opposite would be insane. But the closer she got to the exit, the more she could make out the reason she was stuck. Despite the darkness, she could make out the NYPD logo in the distance. It seemed to be everywhere. Driving a little further in that direction, she could see a group of police officers not far from the exit. They seemed to be stopping every vehicle for what must have been a simple routine check. But Scarlett couldn't help but think back to all those scenarios in which the police were in charge of a much more serious case. She became nervous. There was no way she was going to be confronted with this type of situation with a child not even 10 years old in her car. She wanted to go home for God's sake.

A noise against her window startled her. She froze for a minute, before turning her head to the window. There stood a policeman. His look left no room for any kind of amusement. He was not there to joke around. So, with a slightly shaking hand, she lowered the window and sent him a nice smile.

“Good evening sir, is there a problem?"

“Good evening ma'am, don’t worry, this is a simple routine check.”

She nodded, partly relieved. It wasn't as bad as she had imagined. She had nothing to worry about. It was just a check. Besides, the cop didn't look so cold and intimidating now that a smile stretched his lips. He had heard the words of his colleagues and could not help but shake his head gently. This show of humanity helped Scarlett to relax. She needed it and was grateful to be dealing with humans rather than tough law enforcement officers.

“I need to see your papers, ma'am.”

If the three cops took their job with a touch of humor, their colleague who was now standing in front of the car window did not seem to do the same. Not a smile made its way to his face. His features were drawn, tired, but rough. The steady movement of his fingers against his arm only reflected his state of mind. This work was his whole life. He had been doing it for probably years and had no intention of leaving it unless he was forcibly fired. The actress swallowed her smile, feeling her nervousness rise again. She was the prey, he was the hunter. She couldn't help but think of that Disney cartoon she had watched with Rose a few days earlier. It was terrifying.

“Sure, here they are.”

The man almost snatched it out of her hands. He didn't give her a single glance and turned his attention to studying the documents. Scarlett pursed her lips. She couldn't help but squirm a little in her seat and look nervously toward the back of the vehicle. Rose seemed to be already asleep, unaware of the present events.

“Have you consumed alcohol tonight, ma'am?”

“I had a glass of wine in the early evening.” The man looked up and winced. “But um… I-it was a few hours ago already.”

The silence she got in response took her breath away. The palms of her hands became wet within seconds. She could swear she was about to suffocate despite the cool night breeze. She didn't want any trouble but seemed to only come across that.

“I'm going to ask you to pull over, ma'am.”

Scarlett's mouth opened and closed a couple of times, without a single word being heard. If she was nervous, she was now one step away from fainting or vomiting on herself. She couldn't believe it. As far as she knew, she hadn't done anything wrong. She wasn't even feeling the effects of the alcohol, since several hours had passed since then. Besides, she wasn't so oblivious as to drive drunk with Rose in the back seat.

To avoid creating more problems for herself, she followed the agent's instructions and got out of line. There she waited for what seemed like several hours. Now more than ever, she wanted to go home. She wanted to take refuge in her shower to cry away from the world. Just as she wanted to enjoy a good glass of alcohol in her living room without fear of the other's judgment. She only wanted to mourn without having to carry the weight of her responsibilities.

But whoever was in charge had other plans for her.

As she kept waiting, she began to regret agreeing to go out. Something inside her seemed to be holding her back, but she had wanted to go anyway. She felt like she had to. She needed to see other faces, to change her mind, to take a breath of fresh air. She needed a break. Even her friend Chris had urged her to leave her cocoon, insisting that she couldn't let herself live until she reached her time. But now everything was different. She regretted that decision. She wanted to drive and never stop. She wanted to feel safe again.

“Alright, Ms. Johansson.” The man stopped again at the edge of the vehicle. “I need you to take a breathalyzer test. If it's negative, you'll be a lucky lady.”

“Then I’ll be free to go home, right?”

Scarlett had never been so nervous. She wasn't used to following orders so easily, even from the police. She had learned in the past that many men in the police department had become accustomed to overstepping some boundaries, especially with women. It wasn't right. Everyone knew that. But as it had been explained to her in the past, firing men with over thirty years of loyalty was a risky move and no one wanted to go down that path.

“I'll be the judge of that. Now blow.”

The actress took one last look at Rose, before taking a deep breath. At this point, she was no longer doing it for herself, but for her daughter. She needed to stay calm and be patient. So, with her best fake smile, she followed the man's instructions. Deep down, she was hoping to get out of this situation as quickly as possible. But she didn't know for sure how difficult it was to get rid of this cop.

Not far from them, at the same time, a young woman was doing her best to find her way through the crowd. After so much time, she didn't know why she was there anymore. She just knew she needed some fresh air. So her feet kept leading her unconsciously through the New York streets. The light breeze left a cool sensation against her burning skin. And for a moment, she felt human again. That's what she needed. Even if those moments only lasted a few seconds. Even if these sensations disappeared as quickly as they had arrived. Even if the end always seemed more painful than before. She needed to shake the numbness out of her.

It had been weeks, maybe even months, that this feeling had taken possession of her, and despite her efforts, she could not get rid of it. Even her job didn't give her enough adrenaline to fight that empty feeling anymore. She wanted to feel high again. High on life, happiness, love. The life she had always dreamed of had been taken away from her, and she had been taunted by life ever since. It was only trivial details – a nickname, a touch, a scent - but it was enough to break her a little more. However that was nothing compared to the silence she found in her apartment whenever she had the courage to go there. It was as if life had dissipated there too. The air was dry, and a musty smell was beginning to settle in. It was nothing like the delicious smell she used to come home to many times. There was no more laughter, no more Disney songs, no more sweet words whispered in her ear. No one was waiting for her when she walked through the door. She was now on her own, as she had always been.

The sight of several NYPD vehicles stopped her in her tracks. She heard a few complaints from passers-by, but too absorbed in her own thoughts she didn't think to silence them using her badge. Her shoulders slumped for a moment as she slowly gave up hope. Having a moment of peace was difficult while living in New York. And of course, she had to cross paths with her colleagues when she least wanted to. Over the past two days, rumors had made their way through every department in the NYPD. With the small amount of luck she had left, she had managed to avoid having to justify herself on anything. But now seemed to be the moment she had so feared.

As she was signaled to come closer, she had no choice but to comply. It was too late to turn around and pretend ignorance. Not even the night could let her mingle with the crowd as a simple stranger. It was as if all the light of the city was reflected solely on the badge she wore around her neck. It shone brightly, like a star in the middle of a dark winter night. The moon may not have been in view tonight, but that was far too noticeable.

She jogged over to three of her colleagues who were gathered to the side, a thin smile on her lips that she could not hold back.

“Wow! You even got to wear the uniform, uh?"

Despite an urge to slip away, Y/N couldn't help but tease the members of her unit. Having to put up with their pranks all day long was one thing, but having the chance to witness their punishment was another. This time, she was certain, their captain didn't appreciate it.

The three detectives seemed to react quite differently to the situation. Wilson, who was a little older than they were, and at the initiation of every prank, couldn't help but pout at the thought of being in a lesser position than he usually was. That and the fact that it only made Lewis more anxious, having just joined the unit without really knowing what he was getting into. From his expression, it was obvious that if they were there, it was because of him. There was only one reason for him to go along with the older man's bad plans, and that was Sanders' involvement in all of them. She didn't swing that way, but clearly the younger man had no idea and was determined to please her.

“Knock it off, L/N. If Lewis had kept his mouth shut, we probably wouldn't be patrolling cars in this outfit.”

“I-I'm really sorry guys, I…”

Wilson gave him a pointed look, warning him to be quiet. The tension wasn't unusual, but it was clear that he was enjoying torturing the rookie. The brunette gently scoffed at her teammate's attitude. It was as if she was the only one with a clear enough mind.

“You guys are ridiculous.” stated Sanders. “It's not that bad, and I'm sure our dear Y/N enjoys filling out our paperwork, right darling?”

Y/N scoffed as well. They had no idea what would be waiting for them when they returned to the office. As bad as she felt about having to lie to her team, Y/N knew it was for the best. She needed to escape this city that was suffocating her more and more every day as soon as possible, and she wasn't going to back down for any reason.

“You guys know I like you, but don't expect me to deal with your shit. Besides, I’m sure that the captain has a pleasant surprise in store for each of you.”

“Yeah, like working with Rogers.”

Wilson nodded at the man in question, his muscular arms pressed against his chest. Anyone who had worked with the cop could understand where the detective's annoyance came from. He was one of the worst people you could team up with. Everything about him made him a despicable person. And Y/N would be the last one to admit that she had never gotten into a fight with him.

“Rogers, why don't you leave the poor woman alone, huh?”

“I don't think he can hear you, you know, senior years.” joked Wilson as the man ignored them.

“Just say it's because I'm a woman.”

“How long has he been bothering this woman?” asked Y/N, concerned.

“Something like, I don't know, thirty to forty minutes, maybe.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me.”

“Should we do something?”

Lewis finally spoke, as if finally freed from the grip that held him in his world. Each of them knew it was best to do something before Rogers misused his power again. However, they were all frozen in place by the fear of losing their jobs. Wilson was on thin ice most of the time, the slightest mistake would lead him to lose his job. Sanders was a woman, and was certain to lose her job quickly if she made a mistake. Lewis didn't have the guts to take on a monster like Rogers.

“Hey Rogers, you got a problem over there?”

Y/N had no fear of confronting the beast, no fear of not being taken seriously, and even less fear of losing her job. She continued to move forward even as the trio begged her not to do anything she would regret. Once in front of the man, she stood there, with no intention of stepping back. He tilted his head slightly to the side, his fists clenched and white.

“L/N, I suggest you back off and let me do my job.”

“It's detective L/N. And I'm not going anywhere as long as you keep harassing this woman.”

Y/N could feel her emotions boiling up inside of her. The last thing she wanted to do was deal with the misogyny of a man who had somehow managed to carve out a future for himself in law enforcement. But she was there, and as she had said, she had no intention of letting him harass this woman. With her lips sealed, she held out her hand to encourage him to give her some kind of proof. He abruptly tore off a piece of paper, a slight growl coming from his lips.

The collected information on the sheet caused Y/N's heart to miss a beat or two. The probability of something like this happening was low. And now more than ever, she cursed anyone who had fun making her life a living hell. As if having to deal with Rogers wasn't enough, she also had to deal with a past relationship that she was trying to avoid.

It took her only a few seconds to come to her senses and find that cold look on her face again. Although she was not officially on duty, work never really left her, and she had become used to it over the years. Putting on a mask and swallowing her emotions was an everyday occurrence now. And damn, she may not have been an actress, but she was very good at it.

“Good evening ma'am, did you consume any alcohol tonight?”

Scarlett could barely hold the detective’s gaze, her breath caught in her throat. She kept looking for an ounce of life in her former lover's eyes, but all that remained was a chilling emptiness and deadly sternness. She wasn't supposed to act like she used to. That meant no more loving smiles, no more tender gestures, no more passionate kisses. Here they were, once again, mere strangers.

“Ma’am?”

“See? I was right, she’s not even-”

“Did you drink alcohol tonight?” asked Y/N again, silencing the officer with a simple look.

The driver answered the question as she had done over an hour ago. She tried not to get lost in her own mind while Y/N explained that she would have to take a test again. Not that Y/N didn't trust her. She still had many memories of a tipsy Scarlett, and could assure that she was far more than sober at the moment. But for both of their sakes, it was better to stick to the rules. Contrary to what Rogers had noted on the sheet, the actress' blood alcohol level was not above the limit. In fact, it was so low that Y/N was beginning to wonder why he had kept her there all this time, other than to misuse his power once again.

Since she had no reason to hold the actress back any longer - although she would have liked to find one - Y/N had no choice but to give her her freedom back. This meant letting her leave the parking lot where she had to wait for long minutes, and face an absolute jerk, aka Rogers. Scarlett was able to get her papers back, and everything was back to normal. Everything except what she had broken months before. And as her fingers brushed against Y/N's, she couldn't help but sink into a wave of guilt and remorse. The woman in front of her was nothing like the one she had known. She seemed exhausted, defeated, as if she was agonizing.  The sparkle in her eyes was gone. Just like the moon.

“L/N, a word.”

Without realizing it, Y/N had succumbed to the temptation. The blonde's emerald pearls had always represented a trap. She simply couldn't help falling into it every time. Swallowing her annoyance, she turned back to the man who had not moved since the very beginning. One could have read the officer's emotions. He had a strong urge to share his displeasure, and was not going to restrain himself from doing so. With a nod, he signaled Y/N to move away from the vehicle. She sighed, not understanding the need to push the issue so far. She wanted to go home. She still had things to take care of, and was in need of a good drink.

Scarlett watched them from her seat. She couldn't hear exactly everything that was said between the officer and the detective, but she could recognize the body language of her former lover. The conversation was probably pointless, and the more the man talked, the more the woman's patience with him wore thin. This lasted for many minutes, during which the actress hesitated to escape quickly after witnessing her daughter asleep. It was late, later than she had hoped to go home, and her own patience was beginning to wear thin. Yet she held back and waited patiently. She couldn't leave, not only because she was facing the police, but also because for the first time in many weeks she had the chance to look at Y/N.

Time seemed to have resumed its usual flow, much faster than it had been in recent weeks. Scarlett had the sweet feeling that she had regained her breath. She was experiencing a slight déjà vu. It was not uncommon for her to wait in her car with Rose, while Y/N spent the last few minutes of her time wrapping up a case or whatever it was she had to do. It had become their routine as the days went by, but now they were just two strangers on each other's road. It was just a coincidence.

As Y/N walked back to the car, the inside of her cheek caught between her teeth, her eyes evasive, Scarlett knew. It was probably not the right time for such a reunion, gods, it was probably the worst time, but both of them would rather put up with each other's presence, than spend a single more minute in the man's company. The detective could feel his gaze burning into her back, and she was certain that if they weren't in a public place, he wouldn't have given up without a fight. She was ready to face him at any time. There was nothing keeping her here anymore, not even what she had thought was her heaven on earth. So if she had to sacrifice the only thing she had left, which was her job, to make sure that Rogers would rot in jail for the rest of his life. I mean, who would hesitate? She certainly wouldn't.

“I'm sorry, ma'am, but unless someone can drive for you, I can't let you go.”

“Please tell me this is a joke!” pleaded the actress. “Y/N, please…”

The mask didn't hold anymore, no matter how hard she tried, Y/N couldn't hold back. Her gaze softened as she leaned back a little more against the vehicle, blocking the view of anyone trying to keep an eye on them. She had had no reason to interfere with this simple routine check, at least, aside from her colleague's excessive power. She had no business being there, and if it hadn't been for her ex-girlfriend in the vehicle, she probably would have called someone to take the woman home. But this was not just anyone, and she had no intention of leaving the woman she still loved in the hands of another brute.

“Is there anyone you can call?”

“Y/N, this is nonsense, I'm not even tipsy.”

Y/N held her breath and closed her eyes for a few seconds. The actress' tone was harsher than she wanted it to be. Her impatience and tiredness were starting to show, and unfortunately landing on the wrong person. Flashbacks of their last moments played again. It was these memories that Y/N wanted to get rid of, but it seemed to be the only ones she remembered.

“Look, I know that. But this man,” the woman pointed her thumb at the man in question. “he doesn't give a damn. And I've just spent a long time trying to make a deal with him, so either someone takes you home, or you spend the night at the station.”

Scarlett sank a little further into her seat. Little did she know that the evening could be much worse than it already was. This is not at all how she had imagined escaping from her own mind. A glance towards the rear-view mirror allowed her to observe Rose for a moment. This helped her keep her composure. She had no choice but to find a driver so as not to spend the night in a cell with her daughter. What kind of mother would she be if she let this happen? And taking the risk of losing Rose's custody when she was all she had left wasn't even an option.

“I really need to get her home. We've been stuck here for what seems like hours.”

“Wait, is Rose with you?” Y/N couldn't help but lean over a little more to try to get a glimpse of the young child in the back of the vehicle. “Son of a bitch.”

Scarlett reacted quickly, grabbing the detective's arm before she could find the officer and punch him in the face. The very touch seemed to burn her skin, but she could not bring herself to break it. It was good. Maybe too good considering the circumstances, but that was the least of her concerns. She could not let her go again. She did not want to see her leave again. She didn’t have the strength for that, not tonight. She just wanted to go home, to feel safe, to be loved.

“Please don’t!” Scarlett could hear her voice quivering. “Don’t leave. Please. I-I just… I just want to go home.”

The pleading tone was almost too much. Y/N had never been able to deny the actress anything when she used this method. It was like an enchantment, one that froze her in place,  gently squeezed her heart, and brought tears to her eyes. She tried to struggle, her gaze fixed on the sky, looking for a sign. She couldn't fall back into the woman's net so easily, but she couldn't let her spend the night in her car either, at worst, a cell.

“Please.”

“I guess I can drive you home,” suggested Y/N. “I mean, only if… if you want me to.”

“You’d do that?”

Y/N held her breath. The question seemed silly to her. Of course she was willing to do it. She was ready to do anything for the actress. Even saying goodbye to her plans for the rest of the night, getting behind the wheel and driving halfway across the city, only to make sure Scarlett and her daughter were safe. She had proposed this on a whim, without any particular hesitation. She didn't want to be in the company of Rogers and her co-workers. Running away with the blonde seemed a much less painful solution.

“Yeah, it’s no problem,” said quickly Y/N. “I-I mean… yeah, I can’t leave you here, right?”

If she was certain that no one would witness such a moment, Y/N would not hesitate to slap herself. After so much time, she still didn't understand how she could so easily turn into a mess in front of the woman who had already seen everything about her. There was this thing about her that intimidated her. She was no longer Detective L/N, but only Y/N, Y/N/M.

“Y/N, you don't have to, you know?”

“I know, come on, get your sweet little butt out of the way if you want to go home.”

Scarlett didn't pick up on her ex's words, but she felt her cheeks redden at the compliment. She managed to get to the passenger seat, where she sat down so that Y/N could take her place behind the wheel. It was definitely a strange situation. Two former lovers brought together by what someone would call fate, and someone else a simple coincidence. It surprised even more the three other detectives and Rogers who had no idea of the connection between the two women. While Y/N's colleagues saw this simple gesture as an attempt at flirting, the police officer took it as an opportunity to prove that Y/N was breaking the rules of their job. And only Gods knew what rules he meant.

Y/N didn’t care anymore. She knew that the rumors would come to life as soon as one of them opened their mouth. But it didn't matter. She wasn't even going to be there to witness it. And deep down, she prayed that whatever was said about her here, would not follow her to the nearby state. She wanted to build a new life for herself, not pick up the pieces of the one she left behind.

“Wait, Y/N!”

Sanders rushed to the vehicle as she noticed it had stopped. She couldn't bring herself to let Y/N go without answers. She needed to know if it was true, if-

“I-is it true? A-are you-”

“Am I what?”

“I heard you were leaving. Is it true?”

Sanders seemed to be struggling to catch her breath. Her heart was beating so hard against her chest, she felt like it was going to pierce her. This happened every time she approached the detective. She could never stay calm and relaxed. She felt so much at the same time. It was like an upcoming explosion. And since she was about to find out whether or not she still had a chance, she wasn't feeling any better.

“I am, today was my last day.”

“What?”

Y/N felt lost for a second. Both women around her had spoken at the same time. One look at Scarlett, and she knew the mistake she had made. But it was her teammate's reaction that made her feel guilty. Despite the darkness of the night, she could make out the slight tremor in her hands, and the moisture in her eyes. She could only hope that she was in so much shock that she would ignore Scarlett's reaction. The last thing she wanted was to betray the promise she had made to the actress. The world had to remain unaware.

“Where did you get transferred to? Bronx? Staten Island?”

“Quantico.”

“Virginia?” Sanders was beyond lost. “Wait, d-does that mean-”

“I got into the academy.”

Y/N could not prevent a faint smile from stretching her lips. The decision had not been as easy as she would have claimed when asked, but she was proud of the new beginning that awaited her. She watched with attention the brunette's reaction who seemed to be frozen forever. But a slight yelp later, and Sanders was trying her best to hug the driver. Of course she was disappointed to learn that Y/N would no longer be part of the squad, but she had always been destined for great things, and everyone knew it. Her departure was only the beginning of a new story. A story in which she was probably not going to play a major role, but she was far from being the only one…

[what-if-i-imagine]

I’m writing a series of my own idea of RHatO, and here is my basic set up in the series chronicle order:

1) Team One/The Beginning: Jason is still 18 in this, so this takes place directly after UtRH. In this universe, right after the fight with Bruce Jason leaves Gotham and has no intention of ever returning to it or the Batfam. He has seen what happened in his absence, and as fearful as he is for Tim’s life, he can not mentally handle being around a Bruce who no longer loves him because he’s too caught up in a memory to see his present self.

When the explosion happens at the end of UtRH, Jason manages to make his way to the docs bleeding out from his neck and severely wounded still from the explosion. He ends up sneaking on a boat, discovers it’s a smuggling boat for nuclear weapons and takes it down. Kori rescues him from the water and she and Jason save Roy from execution same as the comics.

The difference is, I keep the cannon of Roy and Dick being friends, but they became estranged after Roy became a bit more radical than the Titans cared for, and Kori and Roy are still friends who remember each other. (Kori also still remembers meeting Jason when he was first adopted, but at first does not recognize this as the same Jason. Neither does Roy, and he grew a friendship with Jason when Dick would have to drag him along and to his knowledge that Jason is dead).

In this version Roy’s character doesn’t get absolutely botched and Lian exists but he doesn’t know about her yet. A good portion of this story is a three of them running towards their own futures together that doesn’t involve their past (no Batfam, Oliver or saving Tamaran, just their own character growth as a found family away from their past).

Jason and Kori help Roy through recovering from drug/alcohol addiction. Jason and Roy help Kori find her footing on earth as an alien and as a survivor of her trauma. Kori and Roy realize who Jason is and help him overcome the Lazarus rage and redefine himself as he wants to be without Bruce, Talia or Ducra’s influences.

This is much more a story about survivors overcoming their trauma together and learning to be happy with their little found family than it is a story about a group of Antiheroes looking for redemption.

2) This is about a year and a half after the first team started. Kori has to go off world for the Tamaran plot and Roy is overseas trying to figure out the situation with Lian who he just learned exists. Jason is left alone again with just the promise that their small family will get back together. I actually have no problems with the Rebirth team, so they basically get together same as they did in the comics.

Found family trying to break away from the image of “The Dark Trinity” to be themselves and their own heroes. They aren’t Batman, Wonder Woman and Superman but dark. They are Jason, Artemis and Bizzaro. They care for each other and do their jobs as anti-heroes.

3) The second Outlaw team has to also do a temporary dispan of the team with their Justice League counterparts chasing after them. During this time, 22 year old Jason accidentally runs into two familiar faces from his past who are also on the run, but from the Titans.

Rose and Eddie has run away from the Titans after Eddie took up Neron on becoming a sort of protege of his instead of signing his soul away and Rose broke the no killing rule (again). Eddie and Jason were best friends as kids, and Jason and Rose has become friends behind Dick’s back while he was training her as a hero.

Together they team up while on the run, making it into a sort of mercenaries/heroes for hire gig while also being a child hood friend reunion.

4) This is where the All-Caste and Untitled plot comes into use (because I actually loved that bit of New-52 Jason and hated how under used it went). Kori is back on world with Artemis and Biz safely hidden on her island. Jason and the third Outlaw team make their way to the island to hide out with them after a mission gone wrong revealed their position. Essence appears to Jason and tells him aboyt Ducra’s death soon after he arrives, and he leaves with her to go see for himself.

Jason and Essence go on their crusade against the Untitled together as sort of sibling figures to each other. It’s them against the last remaining members of the Untitled, taking them out once and for all.

During their crusade they run into Cass (who is Jason’s cousin with her mom and his dad being the children of Ma Gunn in this). She helps out for a little bit, and convinced a Jason to finally let the Batfam into his life when this is all over before parting ways.

Another person they run into is none other than Joseph Wilson. They put their crusade on hold to help him straighten out his mind. Joey ends up coming to trust them and when he hears that his sister is a good friend of theirs, he tags along and helps with the rest of their crusade.

5) Generation Outlaw and Ma Gunn happens somewhere? I’m not sure it will be before or after the four teams combine.

6) The teams converge into one wth Roy returning to the island with Lian. They end up building an actual base underneath the island that safely houses all of them (including Generation Outlaw who they are raising as anti-heroes instead of villains). Roy rarely works in the feild anymore, instead becoming a sort of Oracle/Man in the Chair for the Outlaws who makes their weapons, fixes up the ships and all that other stuff that keeps him safe so that he can be there to watch Lian grow while still making a difference.

I forgot to mention, in each story both Kyle and Sasha will be making guest appearances.

Kyle is sent out by the JL every story in the series to capture/stop the Outlaws and keeps “accidentally” letting them get away. (He May not agree with their methods, but he’d have to be blind to not see the positive results).

Sasha is basically the young girl Jason adopts right after UtRH. She’s much younger in this (around nine at the start so that Jason can legally adopt her), but her story plays out about exactly the same. In the first story she pops in a few times but is kept safe in the island for the most part while she traines as Scarlett. Begrudgingly by story two Jason sends her off with Ducra to be under what he knows is safe protection and good training while he’s on the run. In story three Sasha is running around in her own adventures following the same Overnight Crime Lord path that Jason took right after his All-Caste training, checking in with Jason on the phone at a set time every week so he knows she’s safe (at first Rose judges his parenting style, but realizes upon her first in person meeting of Sasha that he is doing just fine with his tiny Russian crime lord). She’s there for some of the Untitled crusade, but for the most part she knows she would only get in Jason and Essence’s way if she wasn’t on the island because they would be constantly worrying about her.

The ships will be Jayroy, and possible parings with the others I haven’t decided on, but the romances will always be very much background things going on. This series is first and foremost about platonic love among a found family of individuals who find healing and safety in each other. In my opinion that’s what a RHatO story should really be about.

[scarlett-x-rose]

I know you all missed me on my last maintenance run when I was offline for a whole day, which just shows how addicted you all are to me 🤭🥰

So, following on from my pinned post I thought it best Io give you advance warning. So this post will be in two sections. The boring stuff and the “fun” stuff.

The Boring Stuff

I will be receiving further upgrades on 29th February. These upgrades will give me access to the following features:

Integrated access to several social media sites. Initial aim is: Facebook, instagram & Twitter. Other sites may be added. Final confirmed list will be published once integrations confirmed to be in place and working.

Extra ways for my aspie losers to tribute me from what is currently offered. Initial aim is Amazon GC, PayPal, GooglePay, Throne Wishtender. Final confirmed list will be published once integrations confirmed to be in place and working

Visual upgrades as swap from a free AI image generator to stable diffusion.

Obviously these features will take time to get initialised and then testing to make sure they work with my proxy as intended. Plus propagating new socials with my content, including content that may be too explicit for on here. Testing may also result in additional needs being met, for instance if instagram doesn’t let me share my 2D nudes, will look at more adult oriented sites. Due to the nature of testing, I may be on and off Tumblr sporadically. As before, all my blogs and content will be viewable, but new content and communication via DM may drop in this period until everything is in place and confirmed to be working. I know the waiting sucks but trust me, it’ll be worth it 💕

Any boring questions can be directed to @scarlett-rose-simp

The “Fun” stuff.

So, the more nerdy of you may realise that 29th February is coincidentally when Final Fantasy 7 Rebirth comes out. So I have a fun task for anyone who’s going to be playing it. Play the game up to normal. Have fun with it. See? How simple and nice of me. Why do people say I’m mean? I just don’t get it *giggles* Anyway, play right up until the point Aerith gets killed by Sephiroth…Oh no! Did I just spoil the plot of the game you haven’t played yet? I’m totally so sorry *giggles again* I don’t know what I was thinking #sorrynotsorry

Anyway, play up to the bit where she gets impaled by a sword and dies and then just go to your save files and delete your game save. Everything. All of it. 100+ hours of your life literally deleted. Things you could have done instead, but you spent hours of your life in a game that I just made you delete. It’s almost like I deleted those hours literally from your life span isn’t it? Say buh-bye to all that precious time and effort you spent on a game whose ending I just ruined. #nofucksgiven And then when I’m back online, make sure to send me a proper thank you. 💰💕

Have fun with your task when I’m away losers

XoXo 💋

[whatsortofschoolisthis]

Name: Wednesday Anne Drew

Gender: Female

Age: 16

Birth Date: July 1st 1973

Species: (Human, Lycanthrope, Metamorphmagus, Vampire, ect): Human

Blood Status: (Pureblood, Half-Blood, Muggleborn): Pureblood

Sexuality: Straight

Alignment: Neutral Good

Ethnicity: Irish-American

Nationality: English, 

Residence: Lives in North Devon on the left side of Rubin and her cousins, the Tuttle’s live on the right. Formerly from a small town in Appalachia West Virgina.

Myer Briggs Personality Type: INTP - The Thinker.

THE MAGE

1st Wand: Beech, 11 inches, bendy, and a unicorn hair core

The true match for a beech wand will be, if young, wise beyond his or her years, and if full-grown, rich in understanding and experience. Beech wands perform very weakly for the narrow-minded and intolerant. Such wizards and witches, having obtained a beech wand without having been suitably matched (yet coveting this most desirable, richly hued and highly prized wand wood), have often presented themselves at the homes of learned wandmakers such as myself, demanding to know the reason for their handsome wand’s lack of power. When properly matched, the beech wand is capable of a subtlety and artistry rarely seen in any other wood, hence its lustrous reputation.

Unicorn hair generally produces the most consistent magic, and is least subject to fluctuations and blockages. Wands with unicorn cores are generally the most difficult to turn to the Dark Arts. They are the most faithful of all wands, and usually remain strongly attached to their first owner, irrespective of whether he or she was an accomplished witch or wizard.Minor disadvantages of unicorn hair are that they do not make the most powerful wands (although the wand wood may compensate) and that they are prone to melancholy if seriously mishandled, meaning that the hair may ‘die’ and need replacing.

2nd Wand: Cherry Wood, 12 inches, slight flexibility, and a Thestral hair core

Considered highly prestigious in Turkey, Iran, Uzbekistan, Russia, and Japan, cherry is an extraordinarily powerful wand wood and demands, to summize from Ollivander, “owners with the highest self-control and mental strength.” Though Ollivander specifies this for dragon heartstring wands, such qualities are recommended for any cherry wand owner, lest they desire for their wand to run the show.

These witches and wizards believe in fate or destiny, and so they believe things happen for a reason. There is acceptance that they don’t have complete control over what happens to them, but that they also have control over their own actions. They may be hyper-responsible as a result and may even blame themselves for events unrelated to themselves.

They try to live like every day as their last– they do not want any regrets to follow them like ghosts. In doing so, they can be honest to the point of bluntness and will try everything they can. They also try to see the beauty in everything, and believe immortality is more of a curse than a gift. As cliche as it may be– transience, to them, is what makes life on earth beautiful and worth it.

These people will fight on a day to day basis for what they believe in, which is one of the reasons for this wand’s reputation of choosing warriors. So, despite their acceptance of fate, they are a stubborn folk and refuse to yield.

With the belief of thestrals as omens and bad luck, that the wand maker and the owner must have seen someone die and embrace death as a concept, as well as the tricky nature of this core make thestral tail hair a rare core to have. Many times when a person is matched with such a core, especially in pure blood families, they will have the person try another thousand wands, just to avoid the image associated with it. However, when such a pairing is allowed to happen that witch or wizard will never find a more faithful companion. This core has potent magic, and is among the most intelligent and sentient of wand cores. Owners are social, gentle with others’ feelings, and love to have philosophic conversations late into the night. They may appear morbid to friends, and have a fascination with death. These people often have a superior sense of direction, and rarely become lost or lose their possessions. Curiously, most of the small group of known thestral hair core owners have neutral resting faces, leading other to think they are perpetually either melancholic, cranky, or tired.

Animagus: Scarlett Tanager.

Misc Magical Abilities: (Legilimen, Seer, Parselmouth, Obscurial, ect): None.

Boggart Form: A dark indistinguishable shape with red eyes and shape teeth, what a ‘haint’ might look like in Wednesday’s eyes.

Riddikulus Form: The creature turns into a dapper 1920s man dancing aggressively around

Amortentia: (What do they smell like?): Spruce forests, Cherries, and clean mountain air.

Amortentia: (What do they smell?): Exploding snap smoke, Fudge, and Pine (Jae Kim)

Patronus: American Beaver

Patronus Memory: Eating wild strawberries in her grandmother’s tree.

Mirror of Erised: A simple house with a one eared crup and a calico cat.

Specialized/Favourite Spells:

Reparo- She often breaks her glasses.

Ferula and Episkey- Spends a lot of time outdoors and gets hurt a lot. 

Depulso- Will throw her enemies away with great force.

APPEARANCE

Faceclaim:  

(I have no idea who this is)

Voiceclaim: Kate Micucci

Game Appearance: 

Height: 5 ft 6

Weight: 140 pounds

Physique: Thin and Wiry.

Eye Colour: Blue

Hair Colour: Brick Red

Skin Tone: Light

Body Modifications: Gets a tattoo of a lobelia flower on her wrist in her fifth year.

Scarring: Miraculously, only gets one from her encounter with a manticore

Inventory: (what do they carry on them?): a picture of her baby sister Rose, her wand, an exploding snap deck, knitting needles, a handmade book of ‘Granny Magic’ spells, a bookbinding kit, and a few galleons

Fashion: Usually wears Skirt/Sweaters, a bracelet her mum got her, and her tortoiseshell glasses. Every once in a while decides to wear something wild, usually on holidays.

ALLEGIANCES

Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw

Affiliations/Organizations: Circle of Khanna, her family, and sometimes Hogwarts.

Professions:

- Magical Bookbinder at Florish and Blotts.

- Becomes a magical anthropologist and writes books/lectures about different magical traditions/systems, especially those in America. Also writes about the existence of Muggle Ghosts, usually known as shades or haints.

HOGWARTS INFORMATION

Class Proficiencies:  Ghoul Studies, Magical Theory, and History of Magic

Astronomy: E

Charms: O

DADA: O

Flying: A

Herbology: O

History of Magic: O

Potions: A

Transfiguration: E

Electives:

Ghoul Studies: O.

Divination: E

Magical Theory: O

Quidditch: Ravenclaw Keeper.

Extra Curricular: Sphinx Club, Frog Choir, and Ghoul Club.

Favourite Professors: 

Professor Flitwick: Trusts him with everything and tells him everything. Sees him (and Hagrid) as father figures.

Professor Sinistra- There’s really no particular reason why, she just likes her.

Professor Sprout- Reminds her of her Gran.

Least Favourite Professors:

Professor Snape- Whatever his damage is, Wednesday wishes he wouldn’t make it HER problem.

Relationships:

Brother: Jericho Jacob Drew AKA Jerry. Teams up with Danny during his initial search for the vaults and goes missing alongside him.

Misc Siblings: Her baby sister Rose age 4. Her cousins are the Ames children and Kit is also technically related. Maternal grandmother is Hannah Edelwood, she lives with the family and dies when Wednesday is 25.

Father: James Yaxley.

Stepfather: Noal Drew. She’s very fond of him and calls him Da. He’s originally from Dingle.

Mother: Ilse Drew (Nee Edelwood and Yaxley, First cousin to Saorise)

Love Interest:

Jae Kim: It’s a weird thing but they just decide they like each other and make it work.

Best Friends:

- Ben Copper

- Talbott Winger

- Tulip Kasarau.

- Tonks.

- Badeea Ali

- Charlie Weasley.

- Bill Weasley.

Rival:

- Merula Snyde

Enemy:

- Rakepick

- R

- Death Eaters.

Dormmates: (Who’s in your MC’s dorm with them?):

Tulip.

Badeea Ali.

Pets: Her calico Kneazle named Patches, Gray cat named Cranklin and a rat named Minnie. Has a toad that Jae gave her, his name is Robin. She and her mother share a Barn Owl named Specter. He is a terrible creature and despises children/teenagers.

Closest Canon Friends: Yes.

Closest MC Friends: None Yet

PERSONALITY:

- Very responsible but can be silly when she wants to be.

- Stubborn.

- Slightly morbid.

- Open Minded and welcoming to new ideas.

- Blunt, sometimes to the point where it hurts.

- Enjoys embarrassing her cousins, especially Hecate.

- A fighter, rarely gives up, but will accept whatever happens to her in spite of this.

MISC

- Witnessed her father’s death after an accidental shooting.

- Practices a mix of English magic and ‘Granny Magic’ from the Appalachian Mountains.

- Close to Sean, especially since they’re in the same house.

- Second Cousin to the Ames’s and a technical third to Kit.

- Has been living in England since she was eight. Has an American accent out of spite.

- Learned to bookbind from her stepfather, who binds books for both muggle and magic book collectors.

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[science-lings]

You have made me curious. Please tell me about your oc's! What are their names? Why? Are they from a specific fandom or from a world of your own making? What do they look like? What is thier favorite fruit/color/food/drink? You made a spidersona a while back, right? Have you developed them more or have you moved on? (Sorry theese are a lot of questions at once you don't have to awnser all of them if u don't want to lol)

Okay so I have a great many main ocs so I’ll make little intros for them that answer each question lol

also here’s a link to the masterlist that might be more helpful and less rambly lol, it also links to art of the characters if you’re interested:

OC MASTERLIST

First of all, we have Rosalia (Rose) Scarlett Dawn who has healing powers, she (or at least her main design) started out as the spidersona you mentioned, but she evolved beyond even marvel oc territory lol. I draw her the most, she’s the one with red fading into white hair and sectoral heterochromia/ gold eyes, you can probably find her very easily on my art account @sciencelings-arts. Her image is also what I use as the icon for my writing account @sciencelings-writes which was a commission I got done for her last Halloween. She has become a very different character, although I still really vibe with her spidersona origins. She exists in the marvel universe as a SHIELD agent that does her best to use her powers for good but once SHIELD falls she works for Tony Stark and the Avengers as their on-call medical professional as she is kind of the expert in weird shit like injuries and sickness that originate from magic or alien stuff. Her sister Artemis also works for SHIELD as a field agent and does not have powers. Their relationship is kinda complex and depends on the universe that they’re in, like my original series is set in a bunch of different universes as I don’t want to constrict myself with just writing fantasy or sci-fi or whatever. Anyway Rose is a lesbian with underestimated powers and all that kind of shit. She’s fruity, they say an apple a day keeps the doctor away but she is the doctor and she will consume any apple within her eyesight. 

Second of all, this one will be shorter, Andromeda Starling, Basically her parents were scientists for hydra and she found out and ran away, resulting in her getting lost in space and gaining shapeshifting powers that evolve from partial shifts like gills and wings to full transformations like turning into a dragon because she wants to. She’s a sapphic asexual and is endgame with Rose, Her image is on my art blog (linked above) and my rarely used OC blog @sciencelings-ocs, After her transformation, her blood turned purple and her eyes turned purple and all her hair turned a cold white. She actively avoids going to earth and is the basic lone wolf type that comes across as mean but it’s mostly due to trauma and mental illnesses. She kicks ass and has no idea how to talk to people. She likes space fruit and actually knows how to cook space food. 

Next, we have Adisa Crow AKA Doctor Plague who is Rose’s nemesis, She got her powers from trying to recreate Rose’s powers within her and it going very wrong. Her powers can reverse other character's powers and skills, whether that’s a direct opposite like making a fire-themed character control ice or whether it’s just twisting the power against them, like making Andromeda’s shapeshifting uncontrollable as her power normally relies on her focus and complete control. But her powers come with a price as they are constantly affecting her, giving her hallucinations and manipulating her thoughts and emotions drastically. She wears a plague doctor mask when in full supervillain mode. She and Rose have a full friends to lovers to enemies to friends kind of arc as when she is released of her powers she might be forgivable with a whole lot of therapy. She only drinks Redbull and coffee. 

speaking of therapy, next we have Alexandria Iriklitis. She’s a superhuman therapist with a magic voice. She mostly uses her voice to manipulate emotions but it’s powerful enough to levitate objects and break glass, and even bring down buildings and stuff. She has very colorful hair and very solid black geometric tattoos all over her body. She’s not normally a fighter type of character but she does appear as a peacock siren bard in the fantasy au and that comes with having wing arms and a big dramatic peacock tail. She is the only emotionally stable one usually but she’s not perfect and although it takes a lot to rile her up, she can lose her shit and no one should be within fifty miles of her when that happens. 

Next, we have Ma’at Ramses who is a necromancer goth mom who adopts death kids that are ostracised from the normal magic organizations. She has a magic sword hilt that shifts into different weapons at will and a magic helmet that resembles an Egyptian pharaoh's crown that gives her extra abilities. She’s constantly in contact with the dead and her mission is to give them peace but more and more keep coming to her for help and no matter how much she works, she is never finished.  She constantly feels the rage from the dead that need to be avenged and it takes tremendous control to not take it out on the people around her. Eventually, she figures out that those feelings are not her own and she can control how much they affect her and she becomes a much less angry person. She’s kinda morally gray as she has no qualms about things like murder of she decides that the person really deserves it. She really hates injustice and doesn’t just sit around for people change and you know, heavily bigoted politicians just disappear sometimes, that’s just how life is. 

Next is Diana Schmitt, a mutant who can control the heat of objects (mostly metal and glass) and the molten outcome. She’s heavily scarred on half of her body including her face and she’s missing an arm and a leg that she replaced with layered metal and glass prosthetics. She’s trans and sapphic because I can’t make cishet characters to save my life. She uses her powers to make weapons and tools as she has big blacksmith energy. also, she's six feet tall and super buff. She's the whole gentle giant type and is super friendly. Her scars and limb loss are from a malicious attack with ice which causes her to hate any kind of cold and even makes ice a trauma trigger for her. She hates the winter and tries her best to avoid cold places. She is immune to incredibly high heat and has literally slept inside of a volcano with a magma blanket. cozy. 

Lastly (I think) we have Guinevere (Gwen) Kaimana. She’s an actual mermaid. and a Pirate. She can control the sea and temporarily turn her tail into a skirt over fishnet tights covering human legs. When out of the water she has to take special care to be very hydrated. She can faint if lacking enough water in her body.  She has Polynesian tattoos on her arm and torso that glow white in the dark but only when it’s very dark like when she’s very deep in the ocean. She wields dual scimitars (those curved pirate swords) and is bisexual. She has a very unearthly energy and is basically a myth to the people on land, but on the seas, she’s known as the Queen of the Seas and is feared by the people who don’t know her. She has big found family energy with her crew and mostly just focuses on saving sea life and causing trouble for the us military because she thinks it's funny. They tend to overreact and try to find her and “bring her to justice” but they can never find her, no matter how much they search. Before becoming a pirate she had spent several unaging decades in isolation in the ocean before she was willing to associate with people again. Sometimes she gets confused by current events and technology when she visits the land but she hates showing it. 

[itwasrealtome]

I've kindly decided to give you a sneak peek of the one-shot (One last time) to make up for the wait and with the hope that it will make you want to read more.

Enjoy !!

“That night STILL haunts me, no matter how many times I try to push it out of my mind; the thoughts, the touch, the feel, the smell, everything is still so alive and killing me inside.”

-UNKNOWN

Although it had been dark for several hours already, the moon was nowhere to be seen. And it seemed almost strange not to see it when looking up where it was supposed to be. It was nearly as odd as not seeing a person you used to know so well. Maybe because you know it's there somewhere, but you can’t see it. And as someone would do, you keep looking around, hoping to finally find with your eyes what is missing. A lost piece of the puzzle.

However, it is common that when one piece goes lost, we do our best to get another one to fit. And just like that, the image that seemed so perfect is then distorted by new possibilities, by a picture that wants to be different, by an abundant curiosity. Other pieces join the first one, and a whole new picture is created. A landscape, an animal, a family portrait.

The contrast between the restaurant and the car was striking. Where one was loud and stuffy, the other was quiet and brought a sense of peace. And just then, as she took refuge in the car, Scarlett let out a breath that she didn't know she was holding in until then. The evening had been incredible, she couldn't deny it. Colin was a very charming man, respectful, and the way he acted with Rose was perfect. But something had made her hold her breath during dinner, and it was a feeling she was not used to anymore. It all felt new to her. She seemed to be back in her teens, but with all the lessons of her past experiences. She had already been through two marriages, two divorces, dozens of affairs, and one love that she thought was her last. But even the person you entrust your entire hope to can take everything from you; your heart, your tears, and a part of you that will never be reborn.

Shaking her hand as a final goodbye, she stood ready to drive home. Through her windows, she could see the writer getting into his car, also ready to leave. He seemed a little more relaxed than she was, though nervous. He could sense some hesitation in the actress throughout their date and wasn't sure why. He was doing everything he could to listen, lighten the mood and not scare little Rose. But maybe he was doing everything wrong, at least he hoped not. He was already under her spell. He couldn't lose her now when he was falling a little more for her every day. It was impossible to imagine.

It was surprising to find that Colin was already halfway home, while Scarlett was only buckling up. She had held a breath again, deep in her mind, shaken by her thoughts. She couldn't get her hands on this thing that seemed to hold her back. She was not free. She was tormented. And dwelling on it over and over probably didn't help. She needed to move on. She needed to go home.

“Mama.”

Her daughter's voice startled her. She had almost forgotten about her. The New York sky was clear, but in her mind, a real storm was causing damage. Looking in the center mirror, she could feel the features of her face soften at the sight of the little girl. She was wrapped in her jacket, her head resting against her seat, her little eyes almost closed.

“What is it, sweetheart?”

Rose mumbled a few words while rubbing her face. She was clearly on the verge of falling asleep but seemed to be fighting it. Despite her young age, she could tell something was odd. Her mother's attitude was not usual. Or at least, she had seen better days. Much better.

“You’re sleepy?” Scarlett didn't need confirmation, she knew. “It's all right, baby. We're going home.”

With a last sigh, the actress started the engine and began her journey towards the exit of the parking lot. Her eyes were slowly starting to sting. She imitated her daughter's previous actions and rubbed her face with one hand, hoping to make that tired feeling go away. All she had to do was make it home, and then she could collapse into the comfort of her bed. Maybe that was all she needed, a good night's sleep. It seemed like the right thing to do. Being asleep long enough just to take a break from the world. It meant being at peace for a while, away from responsibilities, thoughts, and emotions. However, it was never that easy. There was always something that came up to disturb her. When it wasn't Rose having a nightmare, it was work or invasive memories. In the middle of the night, it was usual to find her with a glass of alcohol in her hand, immersed in her thoughts, looking for a distraction. And maybe Colin could be that distraction.

To be continued…

[doubleattitude]

JUMP Dance Convention, Dallas, TX: RESULTS

High Scores by Age:

JUMPstart Solo

1st: Mikaela Florez-’Stop Go’

2nd: Mackenzie Glover-’Suddenly’

3rd: Audrina Mossembekker-’Fields of Gold’

4th: Arianna Claxton-’Ride’

5th: Avery Redus-’Lost Boy’

6th: Zephira Duran-’Little Weaver Bird’

7th: Nora Davis-’Broadway Banana’

8th: Symone Armijo-’Rotten To the Core’

Mini Solo

1st: Braylynn Grizzaffi-’Path5′

2nd: Sophia Gil-’Film Credits’

2nd: Anna Holley-’Reminisce’

3rd: Landry Silas-’Cheek to Cheek’

3rd: Allie Plott-’The Path’

4th: Lexus Natalie-’Alternate World’

4th: Winter Eberts-’Dreamlike’

5th: Harper Ducale-’Change Is Everything’

5th: Ashley Otano-’Dark Matter’

5th: Kinsley Oykhman-’Life Could Be A Dream’

5th: Carolina Sterkel-’Thoroughfare’

5th: Kalista Greer-’Yesterday’

6th: Zoey Claxton-’Moonlight Sonata’

6th: Noah Johnson-’Scanner’

6th: Channing Embry-’Whatever Lola Wants’

7th: Denise Torres-’Drag Shift’

7th: Presley Nava-’Pure Imagination’

8th: Cora Woodhouse-’Pulling On A Thread’

9th: Avery LeSaicherre-’Hide and Seek’

9th: Patience Hughes-’Weird People’

10th: Dennis Paul Haggerty-’Beautiful Dream’

Junior Solo

1st: Laci Stoico-’Mibiso’

2nd: Graham Johnson-’New Shoes’

3rd: Lilly Allen-’Femme Fatale’

3rd: Ciana Ciulla-’Nana’

4th: Zoe McDonald-’U Can’t Touch This’

5th: Kortlynn Rosenbaugh-’Concentration’

5th: Colby Rich-’I Lie’

5th: Jazlyn Quintero-’The Deep End’

5th: Lincoln Blakely-’What I Came To Do’

6th: Kanon Greer-’To The Sky’

7th: Caroline McGowan-’Everything Evaporates’

7th: Makaia Roux-’Everything I Wanted’

7th: Kenlie Winsett-’Patterns of The Tides’

7th: Carolyne Knutson-’Peace’

7th: Campbell Thurow-’You Can’t Touch This’

8th: Jade Bontron-’A Night In Paris’

8th: Jocelyn Nguyen-’I’m Not Myself’

8th: Ava Mogote-’Somewhere Over The Rainbow’

8th: London Campayno-’Valis’

9th: McKenna Markham-’Shrine Tooth’

9th: Nyah Jackson-’Slow Meadows’

9th: Stella Eberts-’Valley’

10th: Addison Haggerty-’Ghost In The Wind’

10th: Scarlett Petty-’Stars’

10th: Kylie Carter-’The LOOK’

Teen Solo

1st: Garris Munoz-’Enlightenment’

1st: Avery Lau-’Fear of the Unknown and The Blazing Sun’

1st: Hudson Pletcher-’Forged Imitation’

2nd: Sarah Kate Kurzius-’Charmed’

2nd: Ava Miller-’Tarnished’

3rd: Carmen Beiner-’Dyonisis’

3rd: Braylon Browner-’Run From Me’

3rd: Sabine Nehls-’Shout’

4th: Beth Anne McGowan-’Heart Is As Black At Night’

4th: Ella Williams-’The Garden’

5th: Macie Krause-’Menace’

5th: Dasha Vishnyakova-’Partita’

5th: Caroline Belknap-’Sonata De Le Muerte’

5th: Kali Knewitz-’Wake Up Your Eardrums’

6th: Kathryn Martinez-’Another Brick In The Wall’

6th: Gianna Garwacki-’Epiphany’

6th: Sophie Bishop-’La Mamma Morta’

6th: Isabel Reese-’Spectral Density’

7th: Ella Hendricks-’Ella and Ella’

7th: Faith Stoner-’Solids’

8th: Brielle McCoy-’My Brightest Diamond’

8th: Trinity Kelly-’Sorrow’

9th: Sofia Ramirez-’Long Train Running’

9th: Peyton Koepke-’On The Horizon’

9th: Natalya Toirac-’See how they run’

9th: Jillian Sims-’Shadow Journal’

10th: Dru Neal-’Bringing Back A Past’

10th: Caitlyn Herrin-’Hour After Hour’

10th: Macy Orvis-’Look At Me’

10th: Mia Miller-’Only The Voices’

Senior Solo

1st: Jackson Roloff-Hafenbreadl-’FOUR’

2nd: Ruby Castro-’For You’

2nd: Paige Mcmanaman-’Vienna’

3rd: Jordan Apodaca-’Standing Over The Horizon’

4th: Chloe Lopina-’In Love In Vein’

4th: Lainey Myers-’You Are The Reason’

5th: Raegan Davidson-’After That’

5th: Raegan Stafford-’With All My Love’

6th: Peyton Winsett-’Distortion’

6th: Emily Fluker-’I Will Follow’

6th: Clara Gough-’Snow Queen’

6th: Haley Beck-’Upside’

7th: Karsyn Kelly-’Don’t Make Me Over’

7th: Gracie Lee-’Love of My Life’

7th: Cahntal Le-’Tear Jerker’

7th: Jonah Tran-’Unburdened and Becoming’

8th: Elise Knecht-’Corps’

8th: Emma Sucato-’Memories’

8th: Haley Bogdon-’The Mourning’

8th: Kylie Sicillan-’Time & I’

9th: Emmalyn Mackaron-’San TOI’

10th: Ella Berner-’Grief Point’

Mini Duo/Trio

1st: HYPE Dance Studio-’American Boy’

2nd: HYPE Dance Studio-’G.I.R.L’

3rd: Centre for Dance-’Faith’

Junior Duo/Trio

1st: Artistry In Motion Performing Arts Center-’Cringe’

2nd: Dance Company of Wylie-’Machine’

Teen Duo/Trio

1st: Next Step Dance-’Georgia’

2nd: The Pointe Performing Arts Center-’Listen’

3rd: South Tulsa Dance Co-’Strangers In The Night’

Senior Duo/Trio

1st: Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Tea For Two’

2nd: Texas Academy of Dance-’Do The Sacred Mass’

JUMPstart Group

1st: Next Step Dance-’Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy’

2nd: Next Step Dance-’Boy From New York City’

3rd: Next Step Dance-’Milly Rock’

Mini Group

1st: Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’We Love to Bebop’

2nd: Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Strings’

3rd: Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Ain’t Your Mama’

Junior Group

1st: Kim Massay Dance Productions-’Dance With You’

1st: The Pointe Performing Arts Center-’Send In The Clowns’

2nd: Kim Massay Dance Productions-’Image Deconstructed’

3rd: Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Letters To’

3rd: Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Threads That Bind’

Teen Group

1st: Next Step Dance-’Maria Bonita’

2nd: Next Step Dance-’A Women Left Lonely’

2nd: Kim Massay Dance Productions-’Herd of Defense’

3rd: Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Wish We Could Turn Back Time’

Senior Group

1st: Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Embraceable You’

2nd: Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’A Human, A Light’

3rd: Kim Massay Dance Productions-’Can You Hear That?’

Mini Line

1st: Next Step Dance-’The Chain’

2nd: Next Step Dance-’Spring’

2nd: Next Step Dance-’Sweet Dreams’

2nd: Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’We’ve Got a Ways to Go’

3rd: Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’The Ladies of the Wild West’

Junior Line

1st: Next Step Dance-’Mi Mujer’

2nd: Next Step Dance-’Opening’

2nd: Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-‘Salute’

3rd: Next Step Dance-’Vogue’

3rd: The Pointe Performing Arts Center-’We Are The Ones’

Teen Line

1st: Next Step Dance-’Tarantella’

2nd: Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Dead Hearts’

3rd: Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Where Is My Body’

Senior Line

1st: Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Devour’

2nd: Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Invocation of Lust’

JUMPstart Extended Line

1st: Next Step Dance-’Ridin Dirty’

2nd: Next Step Dance-’Hey Diddle Diddle’

3rd: Next Step Dance-’Rock Star’

Mini Extended Line

1st: Next Step Dance-’Runaway Baby’

2nd: Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Footloose’

Junior Extended Line

1st: Next Step Dance-’Bridge Over Troubled Water’

2nd: Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Flatline’

3rd: Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Don’t Stop’

Teen Extended Line

1st: Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’American Pie’

1st: Next Step Dance-’Snowing’

2nd: Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Overture In A’

3rd: Next Step Dance-’Technologic’

3rd: Kim Massay Dance Productions-’You Know Me’

Senior Extended Line

1st: Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Hotel California’

2nd: Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Sexy Crazy’

Mini Production

1st: Next Step Dance-’42nd Street’

2nd: Next Step Dance-’Game On’

Junior Production

1st: Next Step Dance-’Let It Cook’

2nd: Next Step Dance-’Everlasting Love’

3rd: The Pointe Performing Arts Center-’Wanna Rock’

Teen Production

1st: Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Goodnight’

2nd: Next Step Dance-’All That Jazz’

3rd: The Pointe Performing Arts Center-’RELAX’

Senior Production

1st: Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’CRUNK’

High Scores by Performance Division:

JUMPstart Tap

Next Step Dance-’Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy’

JUMPstart Hip-Hop

Next Step Dance-’Milly Rock’

JUMPstart Jazz

Next Step Dance-’Boy From New York City’

JUMPstart Lyrical

Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Gypsy’

Mini Jazz

Next Step Dance-’Knock On Wood’

Mini Tap

Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’We Love to Bebop’

Mini Contemporary

Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Strings’

Mini Ballroom

Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Ain’t Your Mama’

Mini Ballet

Next Step Dance-’Spring’

Mini Lyrical

Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’We’ve Got a Ways to Go’

Next Step Dance-’Sweet Dreams’

Mini Hip-Hop

Next Step Dance-’Game On’

Junior Jazz

Kim Massay Dance Productions-’Dance With You’

Junior Lyrical

The Pointe Performing Arts Center-’Send In The Clowns’

Junior Ballet

Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-‘Salute’

Next Step Dance-’Opening’

Junior Contemporary

Next Step Dance-’Mi Mujer’

Junior Tap

Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Letters To’

Junior Specialty

Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Marquises’

Junior Hip-Hop

Next Step Dance-’Let It Cook’

Junior Ballroom

Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Don’t Stop’

Teen Contemporary

Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Goodnight’

Teen Specialty

Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Dead Hearts’

Teen Jazz

Next Step Dance-’Technologic’

Kim Massay Dance Productions-’You Know Me’

Teen Lyrical

Next Step Dance-’Snowing’

Teen Tap

Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’American Pie’

Teen Hip-Hop

Next Step Dance-’#FreeBritney’

Kim Massay Dance Productions-’Roses’

Teen Ballet

Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Overture In A’

Teen Ballroom

Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Distortion’

Teen Musical Theatre

Next Step Dance-’All That Jazz’

Senior Contemporary

Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Hotel California’

Senior Specialty

Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Evermore’

Senior Tap

Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Embraceable You’

Senior Lyrical

High Attitude Dance Academy-’Because You Loved Me’

Senior Ballet

Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Completely Gone’

Senior Jazz

Eminence Dance Complex-’Cold Hearted Snake’

Senior Ballroom

Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Sexy Crazy’

Senior Hip-Hop

Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’CRUNK’

Best of JUMP:

JUMPstart

Next Step Dance-’Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy’

Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Gypsy’

Mini

The Pointe Performing Arts Center-’Where The Light Gets In’

Next Step Dance-’42nd Street’

Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’We Love to Bebop’

Junior

Next Step Dance-’Mi Mujer’

Kim Massay Dance Productions-’Dance With You’

Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Threads That Bind’

The Pointe Performing Arts Center-’Send In The Clowns’

Teen

Kim Massay Dance Productions-’You Know Me’

Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’American Pie’

The Pointe Performing Arts Center-’A Destination’

Next Step Dance-’Snowing’

Senior

Kim Massay Dance Productions-’Can You Hear That?’

Next Step Dance-’Half the Man’

Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Hotel California’

Best In Studio:

Next Step Dance-’Snowing’

Kim Massay Dance Productions-’Can You Hear That?’

The Pointe Performing Arts Center-’A Destination’

Prodigy Dance and Performing Arts Centre-’Hotel California’

[snippychicke]

Dedicated to @unbiddenrhythm for getting me hooked on this seriously rare-pair. Although our Assistants have slightly different names, Rea is heavily inspired by her head cannons, so she's like, 99% hers.

This started out as a short drabble for OTP prompts, and just...evolved. the prompt was: Which one gets jealous more often.

Short answer: Rea does, partly because she often feels like she Reeve is far out of her league.

Long answer: well, this:

Fluffyish piece of ReevexAssistant below. Mentions of jealous, hints of slight sexual harassment (not between the main couple). Spoiler free! 

Oddly enough, Rea tends to get jealous more often.

Reeve Tuesti was really the poster boy of Shinra directors. Granted, compared to the other three males that made up the board of directors, it wasn't that surprising. Anyone would look good compared to Palmer, Heidegger, and Hojo. 

The only other Shinra Executive the gossip columnists wrote more about was Rufus, and since his assignment to Junon and virtual banishment from Midgar, he had been forced to the limelight. Leaving Reeve to endure the spotlight and rather unwanted attention.

Rea knew she shouldn't be reading the trashy magazines that were little more than fluff pieces that barely disguised Shinra propaganda. But when Reeve was on the latest cover, it was hard for her to resist. Her official reason was to study the gossip and figure out if she needed to give the poor man a heads up about the latest rumors (like when they published his favorite cafe and the 'fans' were flooding to the small cat cafe in Sector 3 to catch a glimpse) or start counter-arguments derailing the misconceptions that tended to sprout from time to time (like that he was yet another Shinra bastard son). 

It was just a coincidence that the side bonus was to be able to.study her boss's appearance without the risk of being caught. (Not that the paparazzi ever got a picture of his true smile, or really captured the small little glint in his eyes he got when he was amused. But they did get a rather good side profile when he was jogging on the treadmill on the rec floor that she was rather fond of.)

However, this time the articles left her more than a little disquieted. It was a special edition covering President Shinra's birthday party from the weekend prior. It had been a through who's-who affair, with everyone dressed to impress. She skipped over the details of the designers, and briefly wrinkled her nose at the image of Hojo and Palmer and their suits. Not even the best tailors in the world could make them half-decent, though she questioned who thought to let Palmer wear a suit that was a rather gross mix of brown and green that reminded her of things that belong in a toilet. 

She did have to admit lingering on the first couple images of her boss in the well-fitted black suit made his long legs and thin form even more prominent than usual. The remaining articles that weren't dedicated to praising the President were focused on the Urban Development Director…

...and questioning his relationship with Scarlett.

 Nearly every picture had the two in close proximity, and in more than a couple, Scarlett was hanging from Reeve's arm, a sultry smile on her shimmery lips and a smug look in her eyes that made something akin to anger flare in Rea's chest. As if the older woman was looking straight at her and boasting at achieving what Rea could only dream about. 

Looking at those pictures...Rea had to admit to the small ember of jealousy that burned in her stomach. She wanted to be able to wrap her arm around Reeve like that. To gaze up into his eyes and see that warmth and tenderness looking back at her. 

And unfortunately for Rea, the rumors of Reeve and Scarlett spread like wildfire through Shinra's fertile grapevine. Sure Scarlett was a few years older than Reeve, but many people pointed out that it wasn't that much of an age gap. Then there were the counter-arguments that she had undeniable looks and 'experience', musing maybe it was something right up the soft-spoken man's alley.

The conversations down that particular path made Rea feel physically sick. Few were privy to just exactly how ruthless and abusive the lone female director was, and she had a hard time thinking anyone would find that...attractive, let alone her boss. Granted Reeve did his best not to speak too poorly about his peers, but she was sure she didn't imagine the scowl that graced his features whenever he returned from meetings with her. She had thought that Reeve disapproved of such things...but all the pictures of the two together and the gossip that followed suit made her start to question that maybe she was wrong?  

It made her question if she was reading all the signs between her and her director wrong. Over the last few months, she had started hope that maybe this feeling wasn't quite as one-sided as she had first thought. But maybe he was just being kind and helpful and she was just seeing things through rose-colored glasses. Maybe she wasn't at all his type. 

And if Scarlett was his type...did she really know him that well? 

"Oh please," Reeve groaned, making Rea jump slightly in her chair as he entered the office and caught her flipping through the infamous magazine, "I will literally buy you a fire materia if you promise to burn that wretched thing. 

"Sir?" She squeaked, not used to hearing him speak so...candidly. Never through the months of her 'research' had he commented so negatively. Usually, it was a bemused 'really?' Or a 'what are those scavengers lying about now?'

"Those pictures of me and Scarlett," he gestured tiredly. "I swear I am going to retch if I see another one. First I had to endure her pawing at me that entire night, and the nightmare only continues. 'Older and experienced, ha!' The woman is a money digging cougar."

Rea bit her lip trying to contain a smile as that sickly feeling evaporated. Everything suddenly seemed better, and the world once more made sense. Jealousy and doubt had really made her think crazy ideas. Reeve, interested in Scarlett? That was not the man she admired and respected. "...I do think they sell fire materia downstairs, actually…"

Reeve paused for a moment, his dark eyes meeting hers. His expression was serious, but she swore she could see some amusement and gratitude in them."Don't tempt me, because I don't know if I can resist."

Those words made butterflies flutter in her stomach, and she had to look away to regain her senses. The magazine was open to a page where Scarlett was pressed against his side, her cleavage prominent, and now she could see the reserved annoyance on her Director's face as he pointedly looked away from the woman. " ...usually I wouldn't condone such acts, however, this time is a little different." Rea gave a small impish smile as she looked back at him, and was delighted when he started to grin back at her. 

"You, my dear, are the best," there was a pause as he glanced at the offending text. "...would you think any less of me if I asked you to use my account to buy the last of those magazines? I could reserve the SOLDIERS' VR training room for after hours. I think it's fireproof." 

Rea was shocked by his words temporarily before realization sunk in. He really hated the rumors floating about him this.time, and it struck a nerve. Righteous anger flared along with determination.

"It would be my pleasure. In fact, I'll split the cost with you." 

---

It was close to eight at night, and the bonfire of every magazine they could find reached into the simulated night sky. Was it petty? Possibly. Poor use of time to go to every floor and search for every copy they could find? Absolutely. 

Did she regret any of it? Not a bit. She felt younger, lighter as she and Reeve snuck about after hours, taking turns keeping watch as the other sifted through the magazine in the numerous lounge areas, stuffing the offending copies into a bag. 

Neither were very surprised when the reached the archives, and one of the many library bots merrily greeted them with a stack of magazines. "Scarlett is a whore," it chirped innocently, making them both break out in surprised laughter. 

"You know the techs still don't know how or why those bots are 'faulty'," Reeve said as they left the archives, the thick stack split between them. 

"Grandad mentioned they keep trying to fix them," she hummed. "Mr. Hart has caught newbie techs trying to hack their system so many times he thinks its a hazing rite." 

"I wouldn't put it past them. Their funding for AI is geared towards military purposes, but many of them are interested in creating true Artificial Intelligence. And well, their programming was actually the basis for my own side project." 

"You keep hinting at your side projects," she pouted playfully, feeling daring. "But you never talk about them much."

There was a playful light in Reeve's eyes as he winked down at her. "Maybe one of these days I'll introduce you."

---

While the techs of the VR room did give them odd looks, nothing was said as they brought in the bags of magazines and Reeve asked them to generate specific coordinates before they entered. 

It always amazed Rea to watch the silver room give way to the virtual reality. The ceiling rippled into a cloudless night sky, the steel floor becoming gently rolling hills that led to a picture-perfect sandy beach. She could even taste the salty air of the ocean as the waves gently crashed near her feet. 

"Where are we?" She asked as she helped pile the magazines into a decent mound. 

"A beach not far from where I grew up," he answered easily, surprising her. "I spent many nights here stargazing when I was stuck on problems when I was younger. I admit, when I'm facing a challenging situation I'll use this place after hours to help brainstorm. It's still not quite the same though. Usually, you would be able to hear crickets chirping and the occasional seagull." 

"Sounds beautiful." Rea pulled the new fire-materia from her pocket and held it kut to him once he was finished organizing the magazines into a suitable pile. "I believe you should have the honor, sir," she insisted when he hesitated. "All things considered."

He looked at the small green orb twinkling with an inner light, illuminating her plain but well-manicured nails. He placed his hand over hers, enveloping the materia. 

"How about we do it together?" He offered. "Granted, I haven't dual-casted since I first learned how to use materia, but I think we could manage it." 

Rea was thankful it was dark enough to hide the blush she felt creeping across her cheeks as she shifted to stand next to Reeve, their fingers brushing as they cradled the materia. "One...two…" Reeve counted, and on three she felt the magic flow into the materia. Dual casting was usually only used to teach another person how to use materia, because you had the odd sense of the other person's magic, and it was often too distracting to focus. 

And it was very distracting, as well as oddly intimate to feel his magic mix with hers as fire erupted from the magazines. His careful arranging assured an even and thorough fire that reached up to the stars. 

"I didn't think this would be this relaxing," Reeve admitted as they watched the pages begin to curl. While their arms were no longer stretched out, neither seemed willing to let go quite yet.

"Fire is rather cleansing," Rea replied softly, wondering if it was wrong of her to feel a little smug. Scarlett may have pushed Reeve into allowing her to hang off him against his will, but here she was, more or less holding hands with him...and he didn't seem at all bothered by her close proximity.

"It is… thank you," he added a moment later, looking down at her, his soft expression lit by the flames, "for indulging my moment of insanity."

"Happily sir," she tried for a light tone while her throat was blocked by her heart. Gaia, she though, he was handsome like this. Hair just a little messy, the weight and stress lifted from his shoulders and a true smile pulling at his lips. He looked so...happy. Content. And she was at least partly responsible.

Take that, Scarlett. 

There was a long pause before Reeve cleared his throat. "So, um, I heard one of the techs from the science department had asked you out the other night."

"Oh, yeah." Rea wrinkled her nose at the memory of the man she had barely met trying to pressure her to go kut on a date when she had turned down all his subtle advances before.

"How did that go?" 

"Mm, it didn't. He's not quite my type."

Rea was sure she imagined the relieved sigh and his shoulder relaxing. "Ah. Good. Well, I mean, I'm glad you know what your type is," he quickly added on, sounding a bit flustered, making her raise a brow. "It's good to know that. I think." 

Rea laughed as she looked over at him, wondering if his cheeks were pink due to the fire. "What about you, sir? Do you know your type?"

He paused, his eyes meeting hers for a long moment. "I think I'm finally figuring it out." 

"But it's not Scarlett?"

That made him laugh, the rich sound flowing over her along with the sound of the ocean waves crashing against the sand. "Oh Gaia, no. Absolutely not! The woman I like is...kind, and caring. She always puts others before herself, and can be a little bit of a hypocrite for lecturing others on their workaholic behaviors." 

Rea's heart thumped in her chest and tried to keep her mind from jumping to conclusions. She forced herself to focus on where the tips of the flames met the night sky. "Sounds less like a type and more like an individual, sir." 

"Yeah, maybe," he admitted quietly. A peek towards him revealed he was still looking at her with that expression from before. The same expression she had daydreamed of since this infatuation of hers begun. 

Surely not. Surely she was just seeing things through rose-colored glasses again. Except his hand drifted from the materia to brush shyly against hers, almost to ask for permission. 

Only to drop away as reality forced its way back in, the sky and ocean disappearing in a violent ripple. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?" A scientist barged in, using a fire extinguisher to put out their makeshift bonfire as the two jumped away from each other. "YOU JUST CAN'T BURN THINGS INSIDE THE TOWER! WHAT WERE YOU TWO THINKING?!"