#Fathers Day Cards From Daughter 2018

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Yoonmi’s Relationships with BTS

(updated as of february 2024) (mentions of hangouts are all indicating before the members’ enlistments)

JIN (Kim Seokjin)

Since Yoonmi had become an adult, Seokjin had taken to treating her like an equal and rarely using his “oppa” card, which is a stark difference from when she was younger. Yes, she still goes to him for advice, and he is the one who still helps her with adult matters such as bills and taxes and lifestyle, but he also becomes a friend that she can mess around with like she’s with other friends around her age. In his mind, she still is a baby, but he understands that she’s matured, wants to be seen as more mature, and that she’d still see him as a parental figure no matter how old she gets. He likes to think this is her finally acting out since she’s always been a good kid.

Jinmi in ARMYs’ eyes: They enjoy witnessing how Seokjin always “cries” about how she’s grown so much. The shift in their dynamic was over the pandemic, and suddenly everyone could see that Yoonmi was more comfortably roughhousing with Seokjin, and he was responding more like he would to Jungkook rather than his previous shrugging off and fond smiles. Seeing them become more like similarly-aged friends really made ARMY realize how she had grown.

Iconic Moment: It was revealed through the BTS documentary on Disney+ that Yoonmi was the one who initially started cutting his hair off. She was given the shears by her stylist, and she was so hesitant while Jin just kept encouraging her with “How will I know if I look okay bald unless you start?”. So she cut his hair, only getting distracted a small bit when Yoongi and Jungkook came, then listened attentively as their stylist carefully explained what to do with the electric razor. She, with assistance from the stylist, evened out Seokjin’s shave until she stepped back, staring at him. “It looks good.” “Of course it does, look who you’re talking to”. The video cuts there, but the next of her seen in that context has teary eyes and is gripping tightly onto Yoongi’s hand.

SUGA (Min Yoongi)

Yoongi is still very much her dad, that never changed The only thing that changed over the years is how they both actually address the fact that Yoongi is her father figure, second only to her adoptive father, and on level with her adoptive brother. Even the other members sometimes address Yoongi ad “Yoonmi’s dad” at this point. Yoongi and Yoonmi remained each other’s silent comfort person, the person who takes their side and hears them out first, and the person who they can go to when they feel overwhelmed. He’s there to hold her hand when things go wrong, and she’s there to give him a hug when things don’t go as planned.

2yoon in ARMYs’ eyes: Yoongi and Yoonmi is everyone’s comfort duo. When they’re together, there’s an air of warmth and calm, so everyone feels better after a long day when they watch 2yoon content. They find Yoongi’s care and the way Yoonmi looks up to him to the point of taking after him endearing, especially knowing Yoongi is the one Yoonmi never fought after their mysterious conflict in 2018.

Iconic Moment: Yoonmi went to all three days of the D-Day Tour finale. She, of course, did her feature on ‘Seven’ for Jungkook. During the ment where he kept them with him on stage, he thanked and praised Jungkook for ‘Burn It’ and ‘Seven’ before turning to Yoonmi. “And our princess, my daughter. She has something coming out this month and surprisingly didn’t want to spoil it—” “Surprisingly?” “— so she had a special request. As you all know, our Miya did the demo vocals of one of my previous mixtapes. I got to perform this song with our vocal line, but never with our princess. Until today.” So they performed ‘So Far Away,’ and the proud look on Yoongi’s face by the end as he looked at her made every ARMY feel like their troubles all disappeared.

J-HOPE (Jung Hoseok)

Hoseok and Yoonmi treat each other like their own personal powerbanks. They could be tired, but, once they’ve spent time together, their energy levels go up. Yoonmi says that’s why she gravitates towards Hobi when drinking, because she’s usually a sleepy drunk. They like to escape together, as well, hanging out in the practice room or either of their studios where they experiment with different styles, genres, or just mess around to fuel their creativity. Of course, Hobi never stopped seeing her as his little prodigy, teaching her old school hiphop and openstyle dancing and watching her proudly while they learned new styles together.

Homi in ARMYs’ eyes: The two sunshines, that’s what they’re known as. Hobi brings in bright energy while Yoonmi makes everyone smile, making them everyone’s favorite duo to turn to when they want to laugh and get a pick-me-up. ARMYs love seeing Hobi treat Yoonmi like the little sister he’s never had but always wanted, too! Everyone knows both Hobi and his noona see Yoonmi as their youngest sibling at this point, which is why she even got Yoonmi to sing in her wedding reception.

Iconic Moment: Yoonmi vlogged her Lollapalooza experience, so some behind the scenes were uncovered there. Hoseok got Yoonmi to rehearse Chicken Noodle Soup with him while they were waiting for Becky, and the two ended up having so much fun that the band kept vamping the song, making it longer so the two could enjoy their mini cypher. “Oh, Yoona, you haven’t forgotten your basics!” “I have the best teacher!”

RM (Kim Namjoon)

It used to be just Namjoon sitting to absorb and analyze the way Yoonmi’s mind works when they’re together. Now, she does the same to him, curious about his inner thoughts. They spend a lot of their time together having deeper conversations, whether it be about life, work, music, or just their thoughts. On the other side of things, they’re both clumsy dorks who geek out over their recent reads or watches together, actively showing interest in each other’s preferences because Namjoon wants to stay as someone who understands her almost best and Yoonmi wants to stay someone he can be proud of. Especially with Yoonmi, she wants to make her leader proud of her.

Joonmi in ARMYs’ eyes: Though ARMY initially thought they were awkward, that image disappeared. ARMYs see Joonmi and see a little sister looking to her older brother for validation, and him happily giving her that validation. ARMYs also enjoy the fact that these two together can go from 0 to 100 real quick, on any end of the meter. From just having lunch they can either go to talking about their plans for the future to being stuck in a laughing fit on the floor over a plastic utensil they’ve broken.

Iconic Moment: During the live with just the five of them, Yoonmi was a lot quieter compared to how she usually is. Namjoon kept glancing at her and tapping her leg to get her to talk. At some point, he bent to whisper something to her, then, when Taehyung opened his mouth, Namjoon quickly pushed a piece of pizza there. In his efforts to do so, he knocked over three cups. He looked at Yoonmi, who was now laughing, and he just nodded at himself in satisfaction.

JIMIN (Park Jimin)

Yoonmi has not changed in Jimin’s eyes in the way that she’s still his youngest Busan Baby. Whenever she tells him she’s an adult now, he always pouts at her and goes on a spiel about how she’ll still be his baby even when they’re in their 80s and beyond that. He invites her over to his apartment a lot, or he just stays at her’s (partly because Jungkook and her niece are usually there as well) because he genuinely enjoys her company and being able to sit with her. He also takes every opportunity he can get to give her princess treatment because he believes she should always be treated like Bangtan’s princess (even though she’s trying to shake off the delicate image that had somehow formed over the years)

Minmi in ARMYs’ eyes: Minmi are both very very affectionate, with their habit of holding onto each other unknowingly. ARMYs have so many compilations of them sharing the tightest hugs or exchanging the softest forehead kisses, naming them the mythical siblings due to the way they treat each other. Everyone also loves how these two speak either in pout or in giggles, no in between!

Iconic Moment: Nobody thought Yoonmi would be able to make it to Jimin’s fanmeet due to her solo promotions, but, while he was going to take a photo with the attendees, the “staff” who came on stage removed her padded long coat, revealing Yoonmi. ARMY started cheering while Jimin’s jaw dropped, then he rushed up to hug her really tight. “Yah, how long have you been here?” “The past hour? I had this in my schedule, oppa. You didn’t think I would miss your documentary screening, did you?” “You’re really something else, aegi.”

V (Kim Taehyung)

Taehyung and Yoonmi both matured a lot more visible than the other members, so their dynamic shifted a little bit from overly-doting big brother and complying baby sister to a pair of siblings more along a similar wavelength. While they’re still quite playful and he still dotes on her, their age gap isn’t as prominent in their actions. It’s clear that they both see how each other have grown, and it’s something they like to just observe when they’re with each other. They’re proud of each other’s growth, but more proud of how they managed to keep their friendship completely intact despite both of them changing over the years.

Taemi in ARMYs’ eyes: Taehyung and Yoonmi started posting more content together, which everyone enjoyed since they used to keep their off-screen friendship mostly to themselves. Now ARMYs enjoy seeing their posts when they meet up to go to jazz clubs, have coffee, or just do anything together. ARMYs also love seeing how they shifted from over-excitable kids to more mature youths who support and take care of each other.

Iconic Moment: An ARMY saw them in a jazz club together. Allegedly, there were a few cocktails on the table, and the two of them seemed to be exchanging stories the entire time they were there, never once letting there be dead air. Apparently Tae also tried to play the saxophone and let out a really out of tune note, but Yoonmi just cheered him on. The ARMY was able to take a picture with them, saying that they were both happy to see her yet politely asked to not post anything while they were still there. She promised, and the two were said to have continued their night of stories and jazz music.

JUNGKOOK (Jeon Jungkook)

If anything can describe these two, it’s the phrase ‘ride or die’. Yoonmi and Jungkook would drop everything if the other called them and said they were in need. Almost thirteen years of friendship and growing up alongside each other really molded them into being two peas in a pod, especially since they both hit their twenties. They would see each other every other day and talk to each other at least once a day. Jungkook had gotten less overprotective (especially now that she has a boyfriend), and he has increased his role as the main mythbuster of Yoonmi’s delicate image. Yet, even with all their bickering and squabbling, they remain each other’s support systems and hypemen, connected in a way where they can work with and around each other without even needing to talk. Their friendship is further solidified by their matching tattoos (aside from the group’s matching 7 tatts) which they successfully kept between themselves for over a year. (The only people who saw these right after they got them were Mark and Namjoon. The tannies found out by accident)

Jungmi in ARMYs’ eyes: Ever since Bangtan first debuted, Jungkook and Yoonmi’s friendship has been something so many people, whether ARMY or not, have admired and set as a standard or wish for in their own best friends. ARMYs specifically love how they’re not afraid to roughhouse or bite back at each other but still have each other’s backs no matter what. Also Jungkook biased ARMY all have Yoonmi as a bias wrecker or vice verse because of the amount of content these two have and the amount of time they spend together. Everyone already knows when either of them get married Yoonmi would be Jungkook’s best man or Jungkook would be her Maid of Honor.

Iconic Moment: Jungkook hosted one of his early morning Weverse lives from her kitchen, cooking himself something to eat. At around four AM, the sound of a door opening and closing made him look to the side where he froze and smiled brightly. You hear her go, “Oppa, again? When did you get in my house?” and he just, “Three hours ago. Ramen?” “I’ll just grab some water and go back to sleep. Don’t wake Yoonseol.” And everyone was surprised. It was common knowledge that they went to each other’s apartments often, but they just revealed Jungkook goes to her place just whenever he wants because either he knows the code or has his fingerprint in her lock.

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FOUR ACES, FOUR SUITS, ONE HOUSE OF CARDS. ✶ individual member profiles.

⟢ PARK AHYEON ⇆ 박아연

✶ stage name : ahyeon

✶ position : main dancer, lead vocals, face of the group

✶ date of birth : august eighth nineteen ninety-eight ( 080898 )

✶ place of birth : busan, south korea

✶ zodiac : tiger / leo

✶ face claim : lee saerom ( fromis_9 )

THE OLDEST OF THREE, AHYEON’s life can only be described as the furthest thing from normal. born to a schoolteacher and an unpromising actor, the pressure to make it big had been instilled within her from a young age. bless her mother’s heart, she tried to provide her daughters with some semblance of normalcy, framing their spelling bees and showing up to their after school shows. but it all came to an abrupt end when her father was found cheating in their home, drunk out of his mind. the divorce was hard on all of them, but her mother got all three of them out.

free from the burden of her father’s dreams, ahyeon begins her journey towards music at sixteen years old as a member of a local girl group named XTRA in 2014. the group doesn’t make it past public performance and youtube covers, but even after the group’s eventually falling out, she signs with KQ in 2018 in hopes of achieving her dream to be on stage.

⟢ HEO MICHA ⇆ 허미차

✶ stage name : micha

✶ position : leader, main vocals, lead dancer

✶ date of birth : april twenty-fourth two thousand ( 042400 )

✶ place of birth : ███, south korea

✶ zodiac : dragon / taurus

✶ face claim : heo micha ( everglow )

MOST OF HER BACKGROUND UNKNOWN TO THE PUBLIC, MICHA is an enigma to both netizens and her company alike. signing to KQ in 2020, she passed auditions with flying colors, earning her a reputation amongst the trainees. its often joked that she’s a literal industry plant—appearing randomly amongst the scene with amazing vocals, alluring stage presence, and a piercing stare, crowning her the nickname of KQ’s MONSTER ROOKIE.

when asked why she competed on HOUSE OF CARDS, she simply said it’s because the company asked her to. outwardly she shows no interest for anything other than performing, attracting accusations of all kinds from favoritism to blatant ungratefulness.

⟢ ITO YUINA ⇆ 伊東ゆいな / 이토유이나

✶ stage name : yuina

✶ position : main rapper, sub vocals, center

✶ date of birth : december twelfth two thousand ( 121200 )

✶ place of birth : kyoto, japan

✶ zodiac : dragon / sagittarius

✶ face claim : fukutomi tsuki ( billlie )

MUSIC WAS NOT SOMETHING YUINA had in mind originally. studying abroad in korea was a one way ticket to more cultural experiences, and it would have looked good on her resume. but her host family’s son invited her out to a karaoke bar to loosen up, put a mic on her hand, and altered the course of her life entirely. studying korean first through music, yuina would find her voice through meticulous lyricism and a newfound passion for the genre of music. and with her host family’s support, she would audition as a trainee of pledis entertainment in 2016.

joining HOUSE OF CARDS opened her eyes to so much more than her rapping. to this day, her host family is one of her major supporters, especially after breaking the news to her family that she wouldn’t be pursuing a career in law much to their disappointment.

⟢ AHN EUNJI ⇆ 안은지

✶ stage name : eunji

✶ position : lead dancer, lead rapper, maknae

✶ date of birth : january twenty-first two thousand one ( 012101 )

✶ place of birth : gangnam, south korea

✶ zodiac sign : snake / sagittarius

✶ face claim : an yujin

THE AUDITION WAS A LAST RESORT. debuting was a do or die for EUNJI, determined to prove to her mother that her interest wasn’t a waste of time and that singing wouldn’t lead her to a place of financial insecurity. money was the only thing her mother cared about anyway, manifested through harsh criticism and ill placed anger. her placement on HOUSE OF CARDS wasn’t even made aware to her until eunji came home with the news that she’d be moving out, putting on a brave face in front of the cruel words spat back to her in return.

despite sending back some of the money she earns as an idol, she’s still considered a major disappointment to anyone who came across her mother’s path. now eunji doesn’t know what’s worse—cutting her off and risking maternal wrath or losing the last of her family in choosing herself over her. she supposes her mother couldn’t be blamed. she never was the same when her father passed away.

[kwyw]

First—this isn’t directed at anyone on here at all.

So I’ve been thinking and reflecting the past couple of days about everything and how much the silence and associations (which in my opinion, aren’t genuine, just cordial) suck. I’m not a fan of either, especially when ALL of our rights are on the line.

Especially when there’s people who have spent the last few days making it clear (in a mocking way) that they think their rights are different than others’ because of their husband’s status and wealth then playing the “be kind” victim card when they know what the person they support is about.

…BUT ANYWAYS lol…

I remember how Taylor very recently said to let her be clear that she would not speak publicly on something if she thought doing so might provoke those who would want to harm the fans who would come to her shows.

Which kind of tracks with how back during the primaries, she reminded people to vote those who most represent THEM into power. While lots of people were disappointed and upset, she’d echoed that same sentiment in (I think) 2018. It was a very safe, generalized message for people to vote. While voting is important, you don’t *have* to vote along with your family, friends, or “friends” as we saw in the argument between Taylor and her father in Miss Americana.

Again. I’m not a fan of the silence or associations, as they can often lead to wrongful assumptions and insinuate the opposite of you or what/how things really are for you specifically; but I think we have all seen how *some* people have been acting towards others in the fandom and in general who have called out the seemingly obvious over the past year….and that’s just on social media.

Also, I will add this to the walls in the halls of my house in the Folklorian Hills—in my opinion, she endorsed Kamala Harris on her IG post about the European shows.

The Hollywood Reporter tweeted that they’d gotten word from a source close to Taylor that it was a backup singer in that photo, but they also deleted the tweet, which was suspicious; because if it’s a denial and you’re a legit publication, there should’ve been a retraction/correction, not an outright deletion. However, I think if you compare that photo to one of Kamala Harris waving as she walks onto a stage, the similarities are there.

While we can’t ignore or deny that she spoke publicly regarding her endorsement of President Joe Biden in 2020, with all honesty and respect, he is a white male. Kamala Harris is not. The level of backlash would be astronomically higher based off of that alone.

Now, I understand some people may think that’s being dramatic, but I think about the elderly woman and her daughter who were poll workers in Georgia and how they were harassed and treated because of Rudy Giuliani’s lies. How some people said they believed “Betty” was about two girls and were doxxed.

I’m not encouraging anyone to change their views on the situation or dismissing their feelings about it. I’m just simply saying that I looked at the other side of it on my own doing to try and get some understanding of my own and wanted to share my thoughts even though I’m still disappointed.

As I stated earlier, I’m not a fan of the silence or the associations knowing what’s at stake. Though I may not like it and think she could still do the brave thing and (to quote Michelle Obama)—do something, I get it somewhat.

Thank you for this message. There’s some excellent points and a lot to think about!

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[coochiequeens]

A 75-year-old trans-identified male has won in an unopposed race for Chair of the Rhode Island Democratic Women’s Caucus.” Ladies this is why we need younger women to run for office. This dude lived with male privilege for 69 years and now he’s a leader of something meant for women.

A 75-year-old trans-identified male has won in an unopposed race for Chair of the Rhode Island Democratic Women’s Caucus. 

Donnie Anderson, formerly known as Donald, lives in Providence, Rhode Island and serves as a minister at a church in neighboring state Massachusetts. Anderson began to identify as a “woman” in 2018 at the age of 69.  

The deadline for the estimated 500 Caucus members to vote in their 2023 elections was Friday, January 26, and results were announced the next day. In a press release from the group penned by Anderson himself, the results were shared: “The Rhode Island Democratic Women’s Caucus has elected the Rev. Dr. Donnie Anderson as their new Chair.” Those elected to the positions of Vice Chair, Secretary, Treasurer, and Executive Committee were also named.

Earlier this month, Anderson spoke in a Zoom meetingamongst members of the group and told them, “I don’t want you to vote for me because I am transgender… Please don’t do that. And I hope you won’t vote against me because I am transgender either.” 

Anderson also shared that he had already “made arrangements to change some of [his] other commitments” so he could serve as Chair of the group.

The Rhode Island Democratic Women’s Caucus was established in November 2019 and is not officially affiliated with the state. The caucus allows anyone who “identifies as a woman or non-binary person” to join, contingent on using “they or she series pronouns.” The website directs “men and those of other identities” to join as associate members. According to their mission statement, they aim to “impact government and political processes in order to ensure equality in power, influence, and economic status for those who identify as and with women.” 

Anderson is the former Executive Minister of the Rhode Island State Council of Churches, and is well-known for his advocacy at the State House and his unsuccessful 2022 bid for State Senate. His “gender transition” made public news in 2018 after the then-President of the state’s Council of Churches published a statement supporting him.

The 75-year-old father of four and grandfather of seven is referred to as a “woman” by The Providence Journal who have also been utilizing “she/her” pronouns for him throughout their coverage. They announced the prominent pastor’s intention to “complete [his] transition to becoming a woman” in May of 2018 when he stated that he would be taking a three month sabbatical from his position of Executive Minister.

In September of 2018, The Journal followed up on the report, writing that: “The Rev. Donnie Anderson completed [his] transition to a woman this summer.” The follow-up after he “completed his transition” included that he recalled “a fascination with [his] aunt’s makeup and clothes” as a young boy and revealed that he had been undergoing hormone replacement therapy since 2017 but had not undergone surgery. 

He also admitted that his wife was devastated when he “came out” to her. In one interview from 2018, his wife, Debbie Jamieson, described it as “salt in the wound” when boxes of women’s clothes flowed into the house just days after Anderson announced his transition to her. 

“I couldn’t stop crying. Couldn’t stop crying,” Jamieson says, recalling that she fled the house two days after Anderson “came out.” Jamieson sought therapy following Anderson’s transition, as did his two daughters. The couple had been married for 23 years.

While Jamieson initially resolved to try and keep the marriage together, Anderson’s Facebook now states that he is “single.”

Despite his wife’s negative reaction, Anderson recalled being content after announcing his transition, and shared that a “rabbi friend from Israel” sent him a gift card to J.Jill, a popular women’s clothing store. After returning from sabbatical, he received another gift card for Nordstrom “from a group of five Rhode Island rabbis.”

Anderson also shared his story on his personal website, again including that his close friends and family were shocked at his announcement of being transgender. 

He says after “six long decades,” he “emerged” out of hiding his transgender identity in what he calls his own “exodus,” a reference to the stories from religious texts.

He continues to address his family’s devastation with: “… freedom is never cheap, there is always a price. The cost was not just mine, but the pain was felt by … my beloved family.” 

After acknowledging his family’s difficulty, Anderson continued to express positive feelings towards his decision. “I believe that I may be the most blessed person on the planet. It is a joy to share with gatherings that I am living life as the person I was always meant to be.”

In addition to his work in religious institutions and politics, Anderson provides guidance to college students, offering “an inside track on the transgender experience, what it means to decide and act upon the fact of one’s identity –- and to live it openly and proudly.”  

Anderson also regularly participates in speaking engagements and offers himself as a public speaker on his website. His recent engagements include events at Brown University, the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, Providence College, Salve Regina University, and the University of Rhode Island.

Since his transition, Anderson has become a vocal activist, sometimes turning up to protest those critical of gender ideology.

Last September, the Cranston Public Library hosted a panel titled “What Your Kids Learn About Gender in School,” organized by the Independent Women’s Network. The panel featured “Billboard” Chris Elston, Candice Jackson, and Nicole Solas. The three discussed “gender ideology in schools, parental transparency, and protecting children from physical mutilation.” 

Anderson spoke, and at times yelled, in front of the library in protest of the panel. He said: “I believe with all my heart in free speech. I believe in the market place of ideas. I believe that we should be confronted and talk with people who see the world differently than we do. But, my friends, there is a limit to free speech.” 

He railed against the speakers involved in the panel, claiming they were “recruiting people to be part of legislative efforts that will make it more difficult for our children to realize who they are and be who they are and the result of that is going to be that children are going to die. That is an absolute, positive fact.” 

Anderson also called the administration of the library “cowards,” and proclaimed they allowed “hate speech.” Photos posted by Anderson on social media show that several of the attendees at the protest were young children. 

In response, the Independent Women’s Network published a statement, reiterating that they respect peaceful protestors but “believe in the value and importance of open discussions on one of the biggest issues facing America’s children.” 

Earlier this year, Anderson was similarly present at a demonstration outside of a drag queen story hour event held at a local library in support of the event.

Anderson now serves as the minister of Pilgrim United Church of Christ in New Bedford, Massachusetts. On the church’s site, Anderson boasts: “For years my fantasy was to preach openly in a pink clergy shirt, fully expressing the fact that I am a woman. That fantasy is now my REALITY.”

Prior to his current position, Anderson served as a pastor at the Provincetown United Methodist Church in Provincetown, Massachusetts, a known hub for over-the-top “LGBTQ+” events.

Anderson is also active as a board member for the Association of Welcoming and Affirming Baptists and SAGE RI, a Services and Advocacy group for gay, lesbian, bisexual & transgender seniors.

Anderson is the second openly transgender male in New England to be elected to a Democratic position. The other, Stacie Laughton, resigned from his post in December after being charged with stalking a woman who had a protective order against him. 

By Yuliah Alma Yuliah is a junior researcher and journalist at Reduxx. She is a passionate advocate for women's rights and child safeguarding. Yuliah lives on the American east coast, and is an avid reader and book collector.

[icedfae]

(—) ★ spotted!! WAVERLY LOCKHART on the cover of this week’s most recent tabloid! many say that the 24 year old looks like SYDNEY SWEENEY, but i don’t really see it. while  the ACTRESS is known for being LOYAL my inside sources say that they have a tendency to be RECKLESS i swear, every time i think of them, i hear the song MONICA LEWINSKY by UPSAHL  {she/her / cisfemale}

wanna make history

basics

Name: Waverly Andromeda Lockhart Age:  Twenty-Four DOB: July 4, 1998 Gender: Cisfemale Sexuality: Bisexual Occupation: Actress and Aspiring Singer Parents: Preston and Delilah Lockhart Siblings: Roxanne and (SISTER) Lockhart

like who? like britney, like linsday

biography

If there was one thing that Waverly was taught in her life, it was that family mattered more than anything in the world. Her entire childhood was one that was eccentric but they had always been together. It only got better when Waverly received another little sister in the form of Roxanne. Until the young girl joined their clan, Waverly had always felt as though their family circle was incomplete.

Throughout her life, Waverly was used to moving around constantly. She didn’t have many chances to live a normal life and as she got older the more she appreciated the life her parents gave her. She had adventure from a young age -- who else could say that their parents were nomadic witches. She felt as though she had the coolest life possible. To her, her parents were superstars.

While Roxanne was their mom’s little shadow, Waverly was attached to Preston’s hip. It was where her love for being the center of attention fully formed. Watching her hero perform in the circus for years and truly make people happy was all she needed to figure out her path in life. She slowly began putting together plays to perform in their motel rooms and on the road, wanting to be the constant entertainment for her sisters.

This love continued to grow with her and Waverly couldn’t picture doing anything else. When she got her first role, the first thing she did was jump and scream into her sisters’ arms. It didn’t take long for her to realize that this was an easy way for her to also help take care of her family, even in small ways.

When Roxanne’s business began to take off, Waverly was that annoyingly proud older sister who constantly told anyone who would listen to her to ‘look at my baby sister living her dream’. 

Making the move to relocate to LA was not an easy one but it was necessary. She still calls her parents three times a week to check up on them. 

stunna like monica lewinsky

things to note

Waverly is still easily starstruck when she comes across someone she’s a fan of. It’s almost comical how she nearly fainted seeing her first A-List celebrity on a movie shoot.

Trained for a while as an acrobat when she was younger and still has a lot of that flexibility to this day. Had acting not worked out, Waverly planned to fully follow in her father’s footsteps.

Definitely a bit more of a party girl than she’d like to admit. She’s constantly trying to find somewhere exciting and is always down for adventure.

Once got lost and ended up in Nevada. Still has no idea how that happened. She’s also pretty sure she contemplated proposing to one of her co-stars.

Wishes she could remember what the different tarot cards mean but she’s useless without a book. She usually just begs Roxanne to give her a reading when she’s feeling down or needs clarity on life.

Her favorite color is forest green and she has a tendency to buy anything that color. It’s a bad habit.

no really that stone cold, hot girl feeling

filmography

2012 - girl, interrupted. role: daisy randone

2014 - solstice, role: zoe

2016 - mamma mia!, role: sophie sheridan

2017 - the girl next door, role: danielle

2018 - mamma mia! here i go again, role: sophie sheridan

2019 - someone great, role: blair helms

2020 - fathers and daughters, role: katie davis

2022 - anastasia, (live action version), role: anya (filming)

television credits

2014 - law and order: svu, role: emily, 1 episode

2014-2022 - charmed, role: phoebe halliwell, main cast

2016-2018 - scream tv series, role: emma duval, main cast

2022 - supergirl, role: kara danvers, main cast

unapologetic with a fucked up mind

connections

Flings - She’s been known to hook up with anyone she finds attractive, which is most people. She just wants to fall in love one day and live a life like her parents showed her. Problem is, she also has a tendency to fall a little too easily. These could either be normal flings, one night stands, etc. or it could a time where Waverly got a little attached and ended up getting hurt. 

Professional Hero - This person is the one she nearly fainted meeting. Probably still someone she has an problem pushing away the starstruck tendencies. 

That Co-Worker She Nearly Married - This one we could talk about a little more but this would be one of those people she got attached to easily and would have done something stupid had she not been stopped.

[teenmomcentral]

Here are some of the major (and minor but interesting) ‘Teen Mom’-related things that happened over the last few days…

Kail Lowry Says Her Boyfriend Elijah Scott Has “No Communication” With Her Three Other Baby Daddies 

Kail shared this news during an Instagram Q&A when asked by a fan how Elijah gets along with her “exes/co-parents.” 

“There’s no beef and also no communication,” Kail replied. “Nobody really crosses paths.” 

Kail and Elijah are parents to one-year-old son Rio, and boy/girl twins Verse and Valley, who were born in November. Kail also shares 14-year-old Isaac with ex Jo Rivera, 10-year-old son Lincoln with ex-husband Javi Marroquin and six-year-old Lux and three-year-old Creed with Chris Lopez.

Although Kail claims that Elijah is on non-existent (but decent) terms with her exes, it appears that the same can’t be said for Kail and Elijah’s ex-wife, Kayla Brooke. 

In a recent post on the TeenMomOGandTeenMom2 Reddit page, u/OtherwiseBox5397 shared a screenshot posted by Kayla on Facebook earlier this year in which the former Mrs. Elijah Scott appeared to be throwing shade at the former ‘Teen Mom 2’ star, who, at the time of the post, had four baby daddies. 

“Walmart got Father’s Day cards in packs of 4 for those of you that need them,” the post read. 

Most of the comments on Reddit agreed that Kayla was, in fact, making a dig at Kail and her multiple baby daddy sitch. 

According to The Sun, Elijah and Kayla tied the knot March 9, 2018, and went on to separate on June 4, 2020. The couple finalized their divorce on June 3 of the following year and they did not share any children together.

“16 & Pregnant” Twins Jordan & Jessica Ward Give Birth Days Apart

Jordan Ward Kellerman— who starred on the most-watched episode of “16 and Pregnant” ever— recently gave birth to her fourth child, a baby boy. Her twin sister, Jessica Ward Turnquist, also took a turn in the birthing stirrups, just days after Jordan welcomed her son.

The twins— who appeared during the show’s third season— announced in August that they were both pregnant and due within days of each other. (They even used the voiceover from Jordan’s “16 & Pregnant” episode as part of their announcement!) 

“We’ve always dreamed of being pregnant together!” Jordan wrote in the caption of the reel announcing the pregnancies. “Lots of tears and prayers that brought us here. Never thought we would be days apart in pregnancy.” 

Jessica and Jordan later revealed that they were both expecting boys.

Jordan was the first to have her baby. She gave birth to son Ezekiel Christopher on March 8. Four days later, she was back in the delivery room to assist Jessica, who gave birth to her son Truett Scott on March 12.

“I swear this experience has been every twin’s dream,” Jessica wrote. “Getting to be pregnant with your twin sister and then getting to deliver your babies only a couple days apart is such a blessing. Jordan and I have been waiting for this moment for what feels like forever. 

On Wednesday, Jordan posted a video of both newborns, captioning it “Besties for life.” 

Shortly after her “16 and Pregnant” episode aired, Jordan married her baby daddy Brian Finder. She quickly became pregnant again and their daughter Arri was born in 2011. Jordan and Brian ended up divorcing and Jordan went on to have a third child in 2017–- a son named Leo— with another man. She married Chris Kellerman in April 2023. 

[happyfathersday2018images-blog]

www.sympathymessa… Sympathy Poem for a Husband… www.sympathymessa... Sympathy Poem for a Husband Source by fad05

[jackandjackiekennedylover]

Feeding

Imagine you started to dated Bill Skarsgård and he is a single father to his daughter Meghan and your milk comes in.

Warning Breastfeeding.

November 5th, 2018

You look just liked your daddy," You said with a smile as you moved a piece of Meghan's hair back with your finger .

Meghan coos up at you.

Let's get you a bottle," You said with a smile as you lay her in your other arm as you grabbed a clean bottle, and pour a little cup of baby formula and then filled it with water.

Meghan lets out a cry.

I'm almost done, " You said with a smile as you put the bottle in the bottle warmer.

You let it cool before you shake it and put it in her mouth.

There you go," You said with a smile as you watch her drink her bottle.

Y/n," Bill called.

I'm in the living room with Meghan," You called.

There are my two favorite people," Bill said with a smile as he sits down by you on the couch .

Good job," You said with a smile as you lay the empty bottle on the table before you lay her on your shoulder before you start to tap her back and she lets out a big burp.

Good job," You said with a smile as you clean her mouth.

Meghan lets out a yawn before she closes her eyes.

Sweet dreams ," You said with a smile as you lay meghan in her swing and then cover her with a blanket.

You are amazing with her," Bill said as he smiled at you as he pulled you closer to him.

Thank you. Meghan loves my breasts and she always get happy when she lays her face on them ," You said with a smile.

Ik. It always helps when she starts to cry and I just lay her on those and she stops crying ," Bill said as he grinned at you .

My doctor had called me today and told me what is going on," You said as you rub his knuckles .

What did your doctor say," Bill asked as he gave you a little smile.

This was weird bc I haven't been pregnant. My milk is coming in and it's freaking me out," You said as you rub his knuckles.

What. How is that possible bc you said that you haven't been pregnant," Bill asked as he gave you a little smile.

I told her that I'm around a baby all time and she explained that the milk can come in bc I'm around the baby all time and it might have triggered my milk ," You said with a sad smile.

Hey. Ik that you are scared but everything is going to be ok," Bill said as he gave you a little smile.

How is this going to work bc I'm not meghan 's mother and I love her as if she was my own baby and her drinking baby formula and it's going to be weird for her to go from baby formula to breastmilk , "You said with a sad smile.

Ik that it's going be weird bc she will get used to it," Bill said as he smiled at you.

You give him a smile .

( Seven Days Later ) November 12th, 2018

Everything is going be fine. She will be covered with a blanket while I shop ," You said with a smile.

Ik that but I'm scared about Paparazzi," Bill said as he gave you a little smile as he rubs your knuckle .

Why don't you come with me ," You asked as you gave him a smile.

Ok," Bill said as he smiled at you .

( Target )

You glanced at Bill before you put meghan's car seat in front of the cart.

You moved the blanket more before you grab breast therapy packs and nursing pads, a breast pump and test strips and lays them in the cart.

Are you ok ," You asked with a smile as you grab lanolin cream and a nursing pillow and nursing scarf and lays them in the cart.

Yeah, I am. Are you sure that you are ok about this, "Bill asked as he gave you a shy smile.

Yeah. I'm completely fine with it and I'm doing it for meghan," You said with a smile.

You grab breastmilk bottle set and breast milk storage bags and lactation drink mix, nipple shields and lay them in the cart.

You glanced at him before you grab lactation cheddar crisps and a baby carrier and lay them in the cart.

Your total is $ 372.19

You put your credit card in and the approved sign came up.

You take the credit card out and put it in your wallet.

Meghan let's out a whine .

Shh. Ik that you are hungry," You said with a smile as you lay the nursing pillow around you and pulled your shirt up a little, and then moved meghan to your breast.

She lactates on .

Meghan looked up at you with her big green eyes like her father's.

This feels so weird," You thought.

You were pulled out of your thoughts by sucking sounds coming from meghan.

There you go little one," You said with a smile as you run your finger down her cheek.

She seems to be enjoying herself ," Bill said as he gave you a smile as he sits down by you on the couch.

Yeah. This feels so weird but in a good way," You said with a smile.

You will get used to it ," Bill said as he smiled at you .

You looked at him before a smile came upon your face.

[nctangelz]

THE ELDEST ANGEL . . . MONIQUE

BASICS !

stage name :: monique

birth name :: monique lee

korean name :: lee nari

nicknames :: moni , nct’s mama , nct’s french girl

birthdate :: january 15th, 1995

zodiac sign :: capricorn

place of birth :: lyon, france

languages :: french (native) korean (fluent) english (fluent) japanese (conversational)

sexuality :: lesbian

PHYSICAL !

height :: 179cm — 5’10

face claim :: wheein (mamamoo)

vocal claim :: wheein (mamamoo)

dance claim :: wheein (mamamoo)

CAREER !

company :: sm entertainment

training :: 2010 — 2016

group :: nct

subunits :: nct 127, nct u, angelz

debut date :: april 9th, 2016 (nct u), july 7th, 2016 (127), october 13th, 2023 (angelz)

position :: vocalist, dancer, falling angel’s leader

BACKGROUND !

tws — mentions of harsh trainee days, drug abuse, selling drugs, incarceration, mistreatment, and hiatus

monique lee was born to a famous pianist and a school teacher in 1995, in lyon, france. with her father being a pianist, monique was no stranger to music, music was everywhere she went while growing up. her father loved music — and he made sure to pass his love for music down to his daughter as well, enrolling her into vocal lessons and piano lessons as soon as she was old enough.

music and fashion was monique’s passion while growing up — and she spent the majority of her childhood tagging along with her father or spending time with her uncle andré — who was a very popular producer in france — and with her aunt jeanne, who had her own boutique, selling clothes that were hand made by her. her uncle andré and aunt jeanne had taught her the ropes of creating music and pieces of clothings, making her a very talented producer and designer at a very young age. her talent was what made her get recognized by an sm agent — after singing at the restaurant her father played the piano at, a sm anget approached her and handed her a business card, complimenting her vocals and her talent. at first, monique wasn’t going to take the offer, but after much convincing from her uncle andré, she auditioned for the company and got accepted at the age of 15.

monique had trained for six years — and her trainee days were far from easy. she was pushed more by the trainers and held to unrealistically high expectations — making it so she almost met the standard — but wasn’t quite there yet. monique thought she would never debut — but when sm offered for her to debut in nct, monique instantly agreed — even if she felt strange debuting in a boy group, she just wanted to be on stage and perform, making all of the long nights she spent in the practice room worth it.

monique was often considered sm’s favorite girl — while she still faced mistreatment from the staff, it didn’t seem quite as harsh, compared to other artists in the company. but all of that came to an end, when monique impulsively flew to france without notifying the company whatsoever in 2018. monique had received news that her uncle andré, whom she adored and loved with all of her heart, was arrested for drug abuse and selling drugs on the streets. monique never expected for her uncle to be abusing drugs — let alone sell them. so, without a second though, monique packed her bags and booked the closest flight to france. after sm entertainment released a statement about the issue — fans began noticing that monique had begun facing much more mistreatment — she received less lines and less screen time, and she wasn’t even allowed to do a solo vlive. the mistreatment had caused monique to go on hiatus for three months in 2018 — the abuse beginning too much to bare, and while fans didn’t know the reason for her hiatus, many speculated it was because of the mistreatment.

the mistreatment didn’t end until monique landed a role in ‘my name’, as yoon jiwoo — earning monique even more fame than before. my name was a major success — and monique was receiving multiple offers to play a role in various kdramas. her role in ‘my name’ caused her to earn multiple awards, such as the people’s choice best actress of 2021 at the metro best kdrama awards, and best new actress at the 2021 sbs drama awards.

[piratewithvigor]

I've been meaning to ask for ages, why is Bret Hart 'Space Dad'?

You know, I've been tagging all my Bret posts as Space Dad since July and you're the first one to ask

So, the way it began was back in June/July, I was making a big list of the wrestlers I liked/hated for the sake of a game I was playing with wrestling trading cards with @the--blackdahlia where she'd hold up a card and I would try to guess who it was by asking questions. The most frequently question I would ask is "Do I care about them?" and that was kind of a bad question, cause I had just started watching vintage Raw and had yet to find a way to watch present-day Raw, so a lot of my likes and dislikes were guys we hadn't really discussed.

My dislikes were well-known (Austin, The Miz, Charlotte and Luger are the big ones in the category), but my likes were a bit mysterious, so I decided to write up the list properly and include all my infantilizing nicknames for each of them in a borderline-unhealthy parasocial wrestling family.

All of my liked wrestlers got a title that I felt explained how I felt towards them. Taker was and still is and always will be my cherished and beloved husband. My sons were Daniel Bryan, Shane McMahon, and Cody Rhodes (listed originally as Stardust because this was WAY before I started watching AEW). Uncles included Ted DiBiase, Randy Savage, Razor Ramon and Bam Bam Bigelow. Edge, Christian and Becky Lynch were my cousins. Kane and Goldust were listed under "relatives who no one even knows how they're related".

Then came the parental figures.

Andre The Giant, due to being my first favourite wrestler (and the one who almost got me into this nonsense in 2018), was given the title of Dad

Watching the Roddy Piper biopic that had Taker's episode of Lost Treasures on after it was the benchmark date of my obsession (good ol April 25), so Roddy was given title of Godfather.

AJ Styles became my (now estranged, cause he's fighting with Riddle and Randy a lot) mother

And thus leaves Bret. Where does Bret fit in?

Well, Bret is absolutely daddy. When I first started appreciating his work, I wasn't thirsting just yet, so I wanted to give him a respectful title, but both father figures had been accounted for.

Now, if we detour for a moment to 2010, when the animated classic 'Megamind' was released. For a portion of the film, the titular character disguises himself as a sparkly, wise, trustworthy man who refers to himself as 'Space Dad'.

I trust you see where I'm going with this.

Space Dad is not actually a father, but a father figure. One who you're not related to, and would like to be, but you're not really sure how. Someone wise and calm and otherworldly with a little bit of sparkle and flair and some kind of outfit item that looks a little futuristic.

So Bret Hart got the tag of 'Space Dad' when I started actually tagging the posts with him.

I do not use my parasocial wrestling family list anymore and Bret is pretty much the only one who still consistently gets his nickname from it. If I were to re-write it now, I would have a significantly larger number of sons and quite likely a few daughters too, even though the womens' divisions don't resonate with me quite as much. If I had written the list when I was thirsting over Bret, he probably would have gotten a different name, but I'm too stubborn to start tagging things differently, which is why, even though I reblog a lot of Shawn, he still only gets the generic 'WWE' tag

[victoriareyloficlists]

9 April 2021 Additions to Reylo Enemies-to-Lovers

These fics have been added to the Enemies-to-Lovers list located here.

All I Know Is We Said Hello (Your eyes look like coming home) by LadyReylo (AO3 2020  Rated E Complete, 4 Chapters, Canon AU, Quick Synopsis: What if during peace talks, a simple touch of hands ends in an undeniable connection that terrifies and confuses Rey, but not as much as Kylo’s sudden change in behaviour. Could the evil Supreme Leader of the First Order actually be... nice? A Soulmates AU.) maybe we're from the same star Chapter 2 by INTPSlytherin_reylove97 (AO3 2018  Rated M Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Mr. KyloKnightsofRen89 was fifteen minutes late and Rey knew the damn app was too good to be true. However, her forced childhood companion *cough* enemy *cough* , Ben Solo, is there to keep her company.) Death Becomes Her by PalenDrome (nerdherderette) (AO3 2019  Rated E Complete, One-Shot, Greek Mythology AU, Quick Synopsis: Hades and Persephone AU. Kylo takes Rey to the Underworld, and she realizes that it's not too bad of a place.) variations on a theme of you by diasterisms (AO3 2017  Rated E Complete, 7 Chapters, Canon AU, Quick Synopsis: "Who knows?" Luke darted a faint smile at Ben and Rey as they stewed in silence and disbelief. "The two of you might even learn to get along. Right, Leia?" "Like a house on fire," the General deadpanned. "Complete with screams, flames, and people running for safety." "Indeed." Luke's blue eyes twinkled. "There may be no survivors.") Once Around The Block by situation_normal (AO3 2018  Rated E Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Rey wants rid of her V card, and she's got a good idea of who she wants to give it to. Her friend Rose has some bad seduction advice. Ben Solo has a crush on the cute mechanic from his dad's garage. She clearly hates him, since she can't even bear to look at him.) ignorance of etiquette by blessedreylo (AO3 2020  Rated E Complete, 2 Chapters, Regency AU, Quick Synopsis: Lady Rey Kenobi lives a life of pristine comfort and luxury on her family's estate in Chesire with her parents Lord Obi-Wan Kenobi and Lady Satine Kenobi. When they receive word that an old family friend, Lord Benjamin Solo, is coming to visit, Lady Rey is reminded of how he tormented her as a child. She decides that she will prove herself not the same girl she once was in more ways than one.) key to the kingdom by blessedreylo (AO3 2020  Rated E Complete, 12 Chapters, Princess Diaries AU, Quick Synopsis: Most girls get a drunk weekend in Vegas for their 21st birthday, but Princess Rey Kenobi gets the chance to rule the country of Alderaan. But the only way she can become Queen is if she marries a man in 30 days, or the throne goes to the selfish (and annoyingly attractive) usurper Lord Benjamin Solo. Will Rey be able to ascend to the throne or will it all just become a royal pain in the ass?) Dreaming of Hope by adamsackleriskyloren83 (AO3 2019  Rated M Complete, 2 Chapters, Canon AU, Quick Synopsis: Kylo Ren goes to bed one night only to awaken as Rebel Pilot Ben Solo. Discovering that not only is Rey his wife, but he is also the father of a toddler(s) son/daughter.) fueled by fire by blessedreylo (AO3 2020  Rated E Complete, 2 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Ben annoys the hell out of Rey when he tries to write passive aggressive notes about where she leaves her stuff. Rey pisses Ben off by being loud and picking a fight whenever she wants. Being neighbors for the last five months has been interesting to say the least. Their little rivalry comes to a crescendo when their hate for each other turns into another kind of passion.) I Hate You by orphan_account (AO3 2018  Rated M Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Ben has been in love with Rey for two years and so when she storms into his office he finally decides he can't keep it in any longer.) for love or money by KiKi37 (AO3 2020  Rated M Complete, 30 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: The loss of a scholarship has left Rey Niima in a financial bind, with only a few months until graduation. Her friend Rose might know of something that could help.) Why can't we be by MeadowHayle (AO3 2020  Rated M Complete, 5 Chapters, Magical AU, Quick Synopsis: When old Maz forsaw a dyad, Rey never thought it would be a soulmate bond between her and the First Order coven member Kylo Ren. Desperately trying to undo her connection to the enemy, she seeks out ancient texts and meets Ben, a bookshop owner and crafter. While being bound to another Rey slowly but steadily falls in love with the quiet man, unknowing that he is the one she dislikes so passionately. A modern magic take on pride and prejudice.) A Life Made Right by Flaignhan (AO3 2019  Rated G Complete, 5 Chapters, Canon AU, Quick Synopsis: Snoke was dead, to begin with. A Christmas Carol in Star Wars.)

[slippinmickeys]

Five Seconds (5/8)

If you’d like to read on AO3, you may do so here.

October 15, 2018

The leaves were beginning to change outside the window; the maples turning russet, the birch yellow. Scully felt pendulous and gravid, the child in her belly more active than her previous two combined. Sleep was becoming difficult, but by day they’d fallen into a comfortable routine, safe and unmolested from the dangers that were beginning to feel as though they had never existed at all.

She stretched and left Mulder, half his face obscured by his pillow, his lips soft and pliant in sleep. A fresh pot of decaf awaited her in the kitchen, its automatic timer set by Mulder late last night.

The kids were still asleep, as far as she could tell -- she'd heard Lily come home well after midnight. She'd been up reading anyway when her daughter had popped her head into their bedroom door and whispered "I'm home." The girl had been wearing a small smile and Scully recognized the look. Lily was falling in love.

Will shuffled into the kitchen sleepily, a palm rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. He approached Scully where she stood at the counter and put an arm around her shoulder, leaning on her. He still smelled like the sleepy little boy who liked to cuddle into her side to watch nature shows when he was six.

"Morning Mom," he said, taking a snuffly breath. He leaned down and rested his cheek against her head (he was almost as tall as Mulder, though still as skinny as a maypole). Scully wrapped her arm around his waist and pulled him in closer. Affection from her kids was getting fewer and farther between now that they were active teenagers. She was determined to enjoy whatever she got.

"Morning," she said, giving his back a little rub, "you're up early."

"Yeah," he said on a yawn. "There's an open rink this morning and a couple of buddies are going. Is it okay if I join them?"

Scully nodded. "Just make sure you tell your dad, too. Know the exits before you go and keep an eye on the crowd."

Will squeezed her once and then let go, grabbing a banana from the fruit bowl on the counter and holding up like James Bond. "Call me Double O Billy," he said and sidled back to his room off of Scully's bemused chuckle.

She spent an hour catching up on email that had been routed through the Gunmen and Darlene -- coded messages that they interpreted and sent to her mother, sister and brothers. Melissa was giving her a hard time about not letting her fly to Europe (where she thought they were) to be her doula when the time came to give birth. She was tempted to send Byers to her sister's house to explain exactly what was happening, but rejected the impulse. Their mother -- the only person other than the Gunmen and the X-Files triumvirate at the FBI who knew their situation (though not their location for her own protection) -- would talk her down eventually.

Mulder came padding up behind her as she closed the laptop and she felt a soft, drawn-out kiss on the side of her neck.

"Morning," he mumbled into her skin.

She reached up and threaded her fingers through his hair, then turned to receive his kiss.

"Morning," she said.

"I’ll be back shortly. I'm going to drop Billy off at the ice complex and then take Lil to campus -- she suddenly started liking football."

"I think it's the company rather than the sport," Scully said, turning in her chair to face him.

"...I'm going to choose to believe my version," he said.

Scully reached out and linked their fingers briefly. "Tell her to be careful," she said, "she's spending a lot of time out of the house."

Mulder nodded and squeezed her fingers. "I will," he said, "and when I get back, I have a few ideas for how we can spend our child-free afternoon." He waggled his eyebrows at her and let go, backing out of the room like the charmer he was.

XxXxXxXxXxX

“So why UVA?” Travis asked her. He had his head propped up on an elbow and his other hand was wrapped loosely around her foot, his thumb rubbing circles into her arch. She was on the couch in his dorm room and he was on the floor -- she’d been helping him study for mid-terms. They had been officially dating for five weeks and had seen each other at least every other day in that time. He’d introduced her to a couple of friends as his girlfriend.

“What?” she asked. It was hard enough to concentrate while getting a foot massage, and she’d been staring at the index cards in front of her, trying to find a question that would stump him.

“Why are you going to UVA? Brain like yours, you could have gone anywhere. I don’t think I’ve ever asked you why there.”

“Other than the in-state tuition?” She had told him that they’d moved from Virginia, but hadn’t elaborated.

“Other than that,” he smiled.

“I’ve always wanted to. When I was a kid, my dad would occasionally get called in to consult there and he would take me with him. I kinda fell in love with it.”

“What did your dad consult on?” he asked, “You don’t talk about your parents much.”

Travis tapped her other leg, and she switched feet, silencing a groan when his knuckle hit a particularly sensitive spot.

She had purposely avoided mentioning her family much and debated how much was safe to share.

“UVA has a Department of Perceptual Studies,” she said, and she saw him tilt his head in question.

“A department of what?”

“Perceptual studies,” she said, smiling, “it’s a research group devoted to the investigation of phenomena that challenge mainstream scientific paradigms regarding the nature of the mind/brain relationship.” Travis stopped rubbing her foot and looked at her. She went on, further quoting her dad’s friend Dr. Stevenson: “Their mission is the scientific empirical investigation of phenomena that suggest that currently accepted scientific assumptions and theories about the nature of mind or consciousness, and its relation to matter, may be incomplete.”

“You’re shitting me,” he said.

“I shit you not.”

“What kind of phenomena?” He narrowed his eyes at her.

She tried not to smile, “ESP, poltergeists, near-death experiences, out-of-body experiences, claimed memories of past lives.”

“And what did they want with your father?” he asked, sitting up.

She shrugged. “He’s a shrink,” she said, being deliberately vague.

“This is an accredited university?” He teased her. She kicked at him, and he ducked out of the way and laughed, then looked at her thoughtfully. “You know, I myself had an out-of-body experience with Trudy Carmichael under the bleachers when I was sixteen. Pretty sure I saw through time.”

Lily chuckled, then playfully challenged: “Do I need to worry about this Trudy Carmichael?”

“I doubt it,” he said, hanging his head, “I lost my virginity, and she lost my number. Not my finest hour.”

“A whole hour?,” Lily said wryly.

“One way to find out.”

He looked at her then and she looked back. The moment was charged and sat in between them. The truth was, Lily was still a virgin. She and Travis had messed around, but fairly innocently, and she’d demurred on action below the waist/under the clothes. “I’m not waiting for marriage,” she’d told him a few weeks back, but she did want to wait for love. If only she knew what that felt like.

“Hey, Frisbee,” Travis said when she didn’t say anything, “please don’t take this as a negotiation tactic -- you’ve been clear on your limits and I totally respect that -- and with the full understanding that you don’t need a reason, and you do you and all that -- but… do you want to talk about it?”

“Talk about what exactly?” she asked, clarifying.

“When I say ‘no pressure,’ I mean it,” he said, reaching out to squeeze her foot.

Lily looked around his sloppy dorm room. There were clothes strewn about, though mostly out of the way— socks balled up near the laundry hamper, a sweatshirt hanging on the back of a chair. The wooden loft that held his bed was posted around the couch, made of flimsy-looking two-by-fours, and did not look like it could hold his weight, much less hers in addition, and remained untried (though Travis swore it had passed inspection). His desk was more fastidiously kept, a reflection of his mind, a structured order in the midst of chaos. He was kind and smart. His smile could make her insides go liquid.

“Honestly?” she finally said, “it’s my parents.”

“Super religious?” he asked.

She had to stop herself from laughing. “No, it’s… My parents love each other. More than anyone I’ve ever known. Their love is like… romance film love. It’s practically written in the stars.”

He looked at her contemplatively. “That’s a lot to live up to,” he said. “Is that what it is?”

“Yes,” she said, then, “no.” It was and it wasn’t. She didn’t know if there was a love out there that could compare, she suspected there wasn’t. Her real hang-up, and she hadn’t been able to get it out of her head since she found her father’s first wedding picture in their attic -- was that her father had obviously made a mistake. What if she did too?

She laughed, annoyed at herself. This wasn’t Regency England. Sex didn’t mean marriage. It didn’t even necessarily mean love. Still...

“Come on,” she said, sitting up and grabbing for his class notes, “this bio exam isn’t going to take itself.”

XxXxXxXxXxX

A sound woke her. Her hips were in agony and sleeping was difficult, so initially she was more annoyed than anything; she could rarely line up more than 90 minutes straight of deep slumber. And then she heard it again.

She reached over, squeezed Mulder's bicep until she heard him sniff sharply awake and silently, pulled out the sidearm she kept inside her bedside table. Mulder, slipping out of bed without a word, pulled out his own gun and went to the door. He held up a hand, trying to tell Scully to stay back, but she shook her head angrily -- she would have his back whether he liked it or not.

When he moved into the hallway, she stepped on the back of his heel and he ended up ramming his shoulder into the doorframe. He swore low under his breath. They were out of sync.

She watched as he put his head into the kids rooms as he made his way down the hallway, nodding at her that they were both accounted for. One more thunk from the living room.

He sidled up to the wall that led to the room and backed up against it. He mouthed one-two-three and they went in, but where she usually went low and he went high, this time they rammed shoulders and stumbled into the room. Mulder flicked on the light when she finally had her weapon aimed true.

There, sitting on a high bookshelf sat Apgar, her black tail swishing merrily. Maintaining eye contact, she swiped one more of the professor's knick-knacks off the shelf and onto the floor.

Mulder dropped his weapon and heaved a sigh, tipping his head back in frustration. "Fucking cat," he hissed.

Mission completed, Apgar jumped down with a thump and weaved a figure eight between Mulder's legs.

"She must be hungry," Scully said.

"Hangry was invented by cats," Mulder mumbled, reaching down to pet the cat with his free hand.

"Our tactical coordination was atrocious," Scully said, flicking the light back off and holding her gun at her hip.

"Yes," Mulder agreed.

"When was the last time you went to the range?" she asked.

"It's been months," he said tiredly.

"We're going tomorrow," Scully said. Mulder knew better than to argue.

XxX

There were more than a few Molon Labe bumper stickers in the parking lot. Scully had to remind herself that they were in Michigan Militia territory. "Michitucky," she'd heard it called by a few guys at the Bureau. Nevertheless, she pulled up to the firing range with fire in her blood. She might not share their politics, but she would share their space, and show most of them up to boot.

They signed in and bought ammunition. She got a few extra looks for being a visibly pregnant woman, but most of the men (and they were all men) who were at the range gave her begrudging looks of approval. Mulder stood, standing straighter and closer than normal, practically growling at anyone who got too close. She had to admit that his fierce protective nature was more than a turn-on.

The range was outdoors -- different than what they were used to at Quantico. And where there were metal tables and dividers and state of the art equipment at the government facility, here it was all beat-to-shit plywood tables and sunburnt grass littered with shell casings and old ear plugs. They took the lane at the end.

They both loaded and checked their weapons, snugged earmuffs over their heads.

"You want to go first?" Mulder asked, double checking the safety on his pistol and setting it on the table behind their station.

"I can do that," Scully said, looking down at her Sig.

"Care for a little wager?" her husband asked.

"You can't afford me, Dr. Mulder," she said, admiring the still-lanky line of his physique.

He raised his eyebrows, and leaned back against the tall wobbly table. "Oh-ho," he said, "I suppose that depends on the currency." He had a smug look about him that she wanted to wipe off his face. She was a better marksman and more competitive than anyone gave her credit for.

"What are you offering?" she asked.

"Dishes?" he offered, "Laundry?"

"We had children for the menial labor," she challenged, "I can win this with one hand tied behind my back. Make it interesting for me."

He licked his lips. She had him.

"I liked the part about 'hands behind the back,'" he said, "Winner decides who wears the handcuffs."

"You're not exactly incentivizing this, Mulder."

He had a flushed look about him; his nostrils flared.

"Prove it," he said, and she felt a flush. Second trimester hormones could be a beautiful thing, she mused.

It took her several rounds before she got back into the groove. It actually had been too long since she'd practiced and she was rusty. Considering their current situation, she ought not to let it happen again. Her last few rounds were dead center. Once her clip was empty, she cleared her weapon and stepped back.

Mulder's turn.

He wasn't quite as out of practice as she was initially, which irritated her to no end. However, his fourth and fifth shots were a bit wide, and he ended around the edges.

When he was clear, she stepped back up and took a bracing breath. She raised her weapon and fired rapidly; all her shots were center mass except the last two, which she swung up and finished with perfect shots to the head of the paper dummy.

When Mulder stepped forward for his turn, she nudged him.

"How big would you say the back of the Yukon is?'" she asked casually.

His first three shots went wide.

XxXxXxXxXxX

October 17, 2018

“Mom?” Lily asked. There was a hesitancy in her voice that made Scully look up from where she was chopping vegetables for dinner. “How did you know you loved Dad?”

Scully set the knife down and turned toward her daughter. “That’s a big question, Lil.”

“What’s a big question?” Mulder came breezing into the kitchen, shooting Scully an intrigued look.

Scully suspected something was up, but didn’t want to embarrass their daughter. Lily had always had an inquisitive streak and would occasionally come to Scully with problems or questions, but she was apt to clam up when pressed.

“Lily was asking me about how I fell in love with you,” Scully said, trying to catch Mulder’s eye.

“It was the day she met me, no doubt,” Mulder said. He grabbed an apple out of the bowl on the counter and shined it on his sleeve before taking a snappy bite. “I’m catnip to the ladies,” he said around the mouthful. Lily smiled. Scully rolled her eyes.  

“Suddenly, I’m struggling to remember,” Scully said with mock derision. Mulder gave her a cheeky grin.

“Did you know right away?” Lily asked.

Scully paused. “Not… Not right away,” she said thoughtfully.

Lily looked back and forth between her parents. “I guess it was a long time ago, huh.”

“Love in a time of sarsaparilla,” Mulder said dreamily. Scully shook her head and he caught her eye. “It wasn’t that long ago, Lil,“ he went on, and Scully felt the low bloom of feeling that always accompanied a look from her husband. For as long as she lived, she would always remember the first time she felt it; on the Tooms case, when he’d hooked his finger in her necklace and pulled.

“No, what I mean is… it was complicated,” Scully clarified.

Lily nodded and turned to her father. “You were married. Before Mom.”

“Yes,” Mulder said.

“Did you love her? Your ex wife?”

“I thought I did.”

“When did you figure out that you didn’t?” Lily asked.

“When I met your Mom,” Mulder said.

“So what you felt with Mom…”

“... was so much bigger than I was, that I couldn’t contain it.”

Scully felt her eyes well up. Mulder still sometimes had the ability to make her feel things all the way down to her toes.

Lily smiled, but looked pensive.

"But you thought you loved this other woman? I mean, enough to marry her?" she asked.

Mulder narrowed his eyes at his daughter. "What are you asking, Lil?"

Lily shook her head, her cheeks pink. She grabbed a soda from the fridge and walked out of the room.

“Oh boy,” said Scully.

“What?” Mulder asked.

“Travis,” said Scully. “She’s trying to figure it all out.”

“Jesus, he didn’t propose, did he?” Mulder asked. The look on his face was enough to make her laugh, but she held it in.

Scully turned fully to Mulder and leaned back against the countertop, crossing her arms in front of her.

“You want to know what I think?” she asked. Mulder nodded. “She’s trying to decide whether or when to...” She made a vague gesture with her hands.

Mulder looked at her, still not understanding. Scully gave him the stare of the dotard husband.

“Mulder…” she said, glaring hard.

Realization dawned and Mulder swallowed. “I should have had that boy killed,” he said.

Scully turned back to the vegetables she’d been chopping. “Let’s refrain from wetwork while we’re on the lam.”

“I make no promises,” he said, and slid up behind her, stepping in close and putting his hands on her waist.  

“I had the guys check him out by way of Darlene,” Scully said. “He is who he says he is. And he seems like a decent kid. Let’s let her navigate this on her own, huh?” She felt his fingers squeeze and then they drifted down to rest on her hips.

“I don’t like it,” he mumbled, and leaned down to rest his chin on her shoulder.

“You’re not supposed to,” she said. “But you do have to accept it, and trust that we raised her to make these decisions for herself.”  She remembered being nineteen and in college and in love for the first time. “You want to hear about Kevin McAvoy, my freshman year boyfriend?”

Mulder squeezed his fingers again and then started to turn her slowly toward him. She set down the knife on the counter and let him. His head was bent toward her and she felt his breath fan her face.

“No,” he said, leaning even more into her personal space.

“I was his Little Red Corvette,” she said playfully, tipping her head back in challenge. He smiled, but she saw something rough pass through his eyes. “He’d put on Prince and --”

Mulder leaned down and silenced her with a kiss.

XxXxXxXxXxX

In her room, Lily sat on the bed, the can of soda from the fridge sitting unopened on her bedside table. Condensation beaded on the side of it, sliding down silently to pool at the base, unnoticed.

Crusher liked to sleep on her pillow, and had left a black felted indent in the feathers, which Lily brushed away and fluffed. She looked about the room. Not much about it spoke of the young woman who slept there and had for months; no posters on the walls, no pennants hanging or pictures of friends. It was a sterile guest room decorated with the mute tones of an unmarried 60-something and lately it had been making her feel like she wasn't even herself.

She stood and walked to the desk, the one place she deposited her things. Her wallet, the phone Darlene had given her that she rarely used and usually kept switched off. Her purse was half hanging off -- likely knocked into such a position by a passing cat -- and when she righted it, she noticed the picture that sat under it. The photo of her father and an unfamiliar brunette, who's face conveyed confidence -- almost a smugness -- and a certain charm.

She stared at the picture. And she wondered.

XxX

October 20, 2018

Lily glanced over her shoulder when she sat, feeling as though she were doing something illegal, something fraught.

No one really used the computer labs anymore -- if you needed to, you could write an entire paper on your phone, though Lily found the practice ridiculous and immature. Nevertheless, there were one or two students sitting at the various desktops around the small library lab, and she checked to make sure no one was paying attention to what she was doing.

She tried to be careful. She had told Travis that she was hoping to log into the university's network to prep for some of the classes she’d be taking at UVA next semester and so she was using his password and login information. She'd checked to make sure there were no cameras on the area where she sat, and that her back was to the one aimed at the larger area.

With a bracing breath, she logged on.

It was surprising what you could find with a simple Google search, and the commonwealth of Virginia's vital records office would send you a copy of any marriage certificate for a fee of $45. Knowing better than to use a credit card, she'd opted for a more in depth search, and found what she was looking for in the Daily Press -- the local newspaper of record in Newport News, Virginia.

It was a wedding announcement, complete with two pictures -- one, the same picture she'd found in her parent's attic and the other of a similar style -- of Fox William Mulder and Lauren Edith Williams, married on August 17th, 1988. According to the article, Lauren had been a recent graduate of Georgetown University and had been employed at Schuster and McClure, a PR firm in the District of Columbia.

Lily looked at the new photograph on the screen before her. Her father looked so young. Only a few years older than herself. Lauren was pretty, had perfect posture, and was staring into the camera like a dare; her dress was all frills and white froth, the material of the dress ruched in large poofs at the shoulders, a crown of satin flowers around the lush brunette curls on her head. She looked like someone Lily wouldn't have dared talk to back in high school. She looked nothing like Lily's mother.

Lauren Edith Williams, she wrote down, and stared at the paper in front of her.

XxXxXxXxXxX

October 21, 2018

Lily was on the bus when she noticed him. It was his age that first drew her attention. Most everyone that rode this route (it went right into campus) was either a student or a professor, and something about him seemed the antithesis of scholarly. He had a sharp face, was dressed in loose clothing, a plain, black ball cap pulled low over his head. His knee bounced where he sat. She thought she could make out a tattoo curling onto the skin under the sleeve of his jacket. He could have been custodial staff for all she knew, but her parents had raised her to trust her instincts, and something inside of her pinged.

He hadn’t so much as looked in her direction, but she reached up and pulled the cord that requested a stop anyway, keeping him in her periphery when the bus rolled to the next stop. She was five blocks further away than she would have liked -- she was supposed to meet Travis just off campus for lunch. The man didn't move or rise from his seat. Nevertheless, she ducked out of the back door and onto the sidewalk, shouldering her purse and pretending to look at her phone. Only when the bus left with the man still on it would she exhale. The bus had just started to roll forward when it chirped to a stop and the front doors opened. The man in the cap trotted down the steps and onto the sidewalk, glancing briefly at her before turning and walking slowly west. Adrenaline awash in her bloodstream, she turned east.

The man had had a nondescript face. He was of average height and build, not someone you'd notice. She wracked her brain trying to remember when or if she'd seen him before, and had a hazy recollection of someone who might have been him: waiting outside of Travis's dorm when she'd come to visit him a couple days prior, or maybe even standing behind her in line at a coffee shop the day before. She should have been paying closer attention. Her parents had taught her to pay closer attention. Up until she'd done a search on her father and his ex-wife, she had. Lily silently cursed at herself.

She looked at her reflection in the shop windows along Grand River Avenue, trying to catch a glimpse behind her. She caught movement, but there were plenty of other people walking up and down the sidewalk. She needed a better look.

She swung up the stairs of the Student Union when she came to it a moment later, remembering walking in with her brother and dad only the month before, and felt the sharp pang of guilt.

When she reached the top of the staircase, she stopped to retie her shoe, glancing back behind her as she did so. The man in the cap was there, and had paused a ways away, looking down at his phone. Lily finished fiddling with her shoe and casually walked to the door, holding it open for a girl who was coming out, her heart hammering in her chest as she did so. Through the large doorway was a wide set of stairs going both up and down. When the door closed behind her, she bolted down the stairs to her right. There were a number of study spaces and she could pass through each one fairly quickly -- the day was busy and there were students everywhere; if she was lucky she could get lost in the crowd.

She ducked through the main lounge and past the small coffee shop on the lower level, looking behind her. She saw nothing, but that didn't mean he still wasn't coming. Seeing the full racks of clothing in the Spirit Shop across the hallway, she went inside, bending down to pretend to look at a few items on the bottom shelf.

Peering through underneath the hanging shirts, she watched as the man in the black cap came down the hallway outside of the shop and paused, turning toward it. Her heart leapt to her throat. He did a slow turn and then turned to keep walking. She kept her head down.

From the corner of her eye she caught her own reflection in the mirror outside the tiny dressing room -- she was wearing a bright blue shirt and her hair -- as bright and reflective as a stop sign, and always a part of herself she was fond of -- would give her away.

She stood, scanning the hallway outside the shop, and then she hastily pulled a green knit cap off a nearby shelf and pulled the tag off, shoving it over her head and tucking her hair up under it as quickly as she could. She grabbed a large tee shirt off the rack nearest her and took it plus the hat's tag to the counter, pulling some cash that her parents always had her carry out and plunking it on the counter.

"I don't need a receipt, thanks," she told the young woman helping her, and turned away.

"But what about your change?" the girl called after her.

"Tip jar," she said, turning back and keeping her voice low.

Once outside the store, she pulled the tee shirt over her head and made her way for the lower level exit that emptied onto campus. Seeing no one behind her, she took the steps out as fast as they would carry her and ran.

XxX

Darlene narrowed her eyes at Lily, and opened the door. “Quickly,” she said.

“Thanks,” Lily said, as Darlene let her into the house, peering around the block. “I didn’t want to use the phone.”

“I get it,” Darlene replied as she ushered Lily into her kitchen, where Lily sank onto one of the stools that sat before the peninsula of the counter.

"You want a lemonade or something, kiddo?" Darlene asked, leaning forward against the counter herself and giving Lily an expectant look -- there was more to it than just polite hospitality.

"No, thanks," Lily said, feeling the weight of Darlene's gaze and her own guilt in equal measure.

"Did you do something stupid?" Darlene asked outright and Lily, taken aback, sat up straighter, but didn't answer, thus confirming Darlene's clear suspicion. "How bad?"

"I think they found us."

Darlene huffed a breath. "Elaborate," she said.

"I... I ran a search. A couple days ago, in the university library. I was careful, but maybe not careful enough."

"What did you search?"

"My dad's ex-wife."

Darlene gave a low whistle. "Kiddo," she said, a statement.

"I know."

"Have you considered just asking him about her?"

Lily hugged herself.

"I have. I did. But… I wanted to know. For me. I don't want his version of this woman. I wanted to see for myself who she was. Is."

Darlene moved to the window and peered out, lowering the blinds as she did so. "Did you find what you were looking for?"

Lily once again felt a pang of guilt. She looked down. "Not really."

Darlene moved around the counter to a sideboard table on the dining room side of the counter and began shuffling through a drawer.

"What makes you think they found you?" she asked.

"I think there's someone following me," Lily said, "I think maybe I’ve seen him a couple of times on campus, but I don’t know. I lost him and came here."

"Just one someone?"

Lily began to second guess herself.

"I think so?"

When Darlene straightened from the sideboard she was holding a pistol.

"Call your father right now, and tell him to get over here. Armed." Darlene's words were cold and calm. Lily's stomach dropped in her gut.

She reached for Darlene's phone, a relic from another time which hung on the wall, its cord coiled like a snake.

Darlene walked to the sliding glass door as she dialed the numbers, each tone sounding long and drawn out, Darlene pulled the long curtains closed with a snap.

"Dad?" Lily said, when Mulder answered.

"Hey Lil!" he sounded so relaxed, excited just to talk to her though he'd seen her that morning.

"Dad, I'm at Darlene's. She says to get over here. She said to bring your gun."

She heard his sharp inhale. “I’m coming,” he said, and then she heard a dial tone.

"Lily," said Darlene, walking over to her computer, which was booted up and sitting on her dining room table, cords snaking out of it and across the floor. She quickly typed hunt-and-peck with her right hand, the gun still clutched in her left. "I want you to go into the top right drawer in my dresser. In a small lockbox, code 9-10-9-3, you'll find an old Nokia phone. It should be fully charged. It’s untraceable. Do not turn it on. Take it. Put it somewhere safe -- your bra or your sock or underwear. Then get under my bed."

Lily walked to the hallway, her body on autopilot, her heart hammering and her blood roaring in her veins.

Darlene finished typing, clicked a few things with her mouse and then peeked an eye out the closed curtain toward the backyard, tapping the gun against the side of her thigh.

Pausing in the hallway, Lily turned back to Darlene.

"Is someone coming?" Lily asked.

"Kid," Darlene said, shooting her a look, "they're already here."

[96thdayofrage]

The father of a biracial 7-year-old girl is outraged after a librarian at Ganiard Elementary School in Mount Pleasant, Michigan cut his child's hair.

Jimmy Hoffmeyer saw the unwarranted new look on March 26 when his daughter Jurnee came home from school with her hair cut within inches of her scalp, The Black Wall Street Times reported.

The incident happened two days after Jurnee's classmate had cut her long curly hair on one side as she was heading home on the bus. Hoffmeyer took his daughter to the salon after the bus incident and allowed her to choose a new look.

“I know how today’s society is,” the father said. “I wasn’t going to let my little girl go to school with half of her hair cut off.”

Hoffmeyer was even more outraged when a similar incident happened again a couple of days later.

“I don’t think there are words to express how I felt in that moment,” he said.

As he saw his daughter crying when she came home, the furious father first suspected that another student had once again cut his child's hair. But Jurnee said it was a librarian that did it this time.

"I couldn’t believe it," Hoffmeyer said. "I jumped in the car to go to the school, but realized it was spring break. I couldn’t get ahold of anyone, so I called the cops.”

The school's secretary later told the parent that she was in “utter disbelief,” but the principal wouldn't be available to talk to the father until after spring break, a week later.

Hoffmeyer demanded consequences when he was finally able to talk with Ganiard Principal Marcy Stout.

“She apologized and said she didn’t know why they would do that,” he said. “I asked what was going to be done about it and she said they would probably get a mark in their progress folder or something. And that any further actions would need to go through the superintendent. So, I told her I want the superintendent to call me.”

However, the discussion with superintendent Jennifer Verleger didn't make the situation any better.

"The superintendent called and sounded very insincere and short," Hoffmeyer said. "She asked if it would make us feel better if she had the teachers send ‘I’m sorry’ cards in the mail.”

As the father considered pulling his daughter out of the school, the principal tried to convince the family to stay, offering to follow the child around campus to make sure nothing happens to her.

"How is the solution to punish my kid?” Hoffmeyer asked.

The enraged parent added that the school has refused to let him see footage from the bus incident, telling him there is nothing to see. As he continues to demand clarity, Hoffmeyer has been proudly sharing photos of his daughter on social media.

The family is now getting help from the National Parents Union, which is seeking a civil rights attorney to handle the case.

“No child should have to experience this type of humiliating ordeal because of their hair texture, style, or type! The adults entrusted with her learning crossed the line, didn’t protect her, and had no desire to be accountable for their actions,” the NPU stated.

Although the father did not say if he believed the incident was racially motivated, the organization is demanding for Michigan lawmakers to enact the CROWN Act. As Blavity previously reported, Senator Cory Booker announced the CROWN Act in 2019 to ban discrimination based on hair texture and hairstyles. The bill first passed in California, then New York.

“Discrimination against Black hair is discrimination against Black people,” Booker said in 2019. “Implicit and explicit biases against natural hair are deeply ingrained in workplace norms and society at large. This is a violation of our civil rights, and it happens every day for Black people across the country.”

Citing one of the high-profile cases of discrimination in recent years, Booker talked about Andrew Johnson, a young man who was forced to cut his locs before a wrestling match in New Jersey in 2018.

Last month, a Black mother in Chicago demanded change after her 4-year-old son’s hair was regarded as a dress code violation. Ida Nelson said the private school, Providence St. Mel, deemed the style unacceptable because her son had his hair in braids.

"I said, 'We still have policies related to Black hair in 2021, as an all-Black school? I'm really shocked about that,'" the mother said. "We have progressed, we have so much more information. I thought surely this school would understand the trauma associated with policing Black hair and absolutely not have a policy like that."

Jurnee, who has now moved to a new school, is struggling to cope with the incident.

"We’ve had to take her to the doctor because she hasn’t been eating. She’s having trouble sleeping now and always wants to be with us. All of this because her hair didn’t look how they thought it should, wasn’t done to their standards," Hoffmeyer said. "If you look at pictures of her before this happened, you can just see her spark and her energy. Now it’s like it’s just gone."

[lynny246]

Gods, this took 3 years to do. I started this OC when Season 3 of BNHA began in, like, 2018. I ended up constantly tweaking her and forgot to touch her in 2019. Then came 2021, where season 5 is about to go down and wreck me so without further ado, here is Rune Byougen!

(Credit to Sakimii of DeviantArt for the background)

Character Information 

Name: Rune Byougen

Gender: Female

Age: 15 (Episode 4/Chapter 3 & 4)

Birthday: October 30

Sexual Orientation: Pansexual

Occupation: Student

Height: 5’8

Weight: 135 lbs

Ethnicity: Afro-Asian

School: U.A. High School

Year: First year

Hero Name: The Placebo Hero: Bacteriune

Appearance

Hair Color: Dark Blue

Hair Type: Shoulder length hair on the right and short hair on the left. Hair on the left is put in a ponytail

Distinguishing Features: Surgery scar between clavicles

Eye Color: Purple

Skin Color: Bronze

Background 

Born with sickle cell anemia, Rune’s adolescence has been defined by consistent hospital stays and minimal experiences. Despite this, she remained optimistic for her future; this is due in part to the constant support from her parents, Takao (who also has sickle cell anemia) and Camilla (a pro-Hero in America known as Wyvern).

During her pre-teen years, her condition would worsen; prompting a great deal of surgeries. It had become so dour that Rune considered giving up after finding out she would be missing her final year in junior high so she could remain in the hospital. During this depression, her father made it a point to emphasize the strength of perseverance and hope for a better future. Through his corny speeches, Rune found some solace and promised to keep fighting for her family.

The age of 12 would mark an important new chapter for Rune: her condition improved greatly which allowed her live independently with minor treatment, her quirk would finally manifest, she could resume schooling, and she had a clear goal for her life, choosing to find better treatment for those dealing with sickle cell anemia. Unfortunately, the biggest change in her life would be the death of her father at the end of the year. After reaching the average life expectancy, Takao had succumb to the illness after being rushed to the hospital after a stroke.

Unable to process the grief, Rune grew to resent her father; seeing his sudden death as not living by the values he set for her during her tribulations. Optimism gave way to pessimism as Rune became more jaded about her circumstances, her future, and her understanding of the world. For the first time in her life, she saw physical limitations that couldn’t be overcome with willpower, she saw a society that had largely forgotten non-quirk related illness and death.

From that day forward, she choose a new path: Uncover all the mysteries medical science had to offer to overcome her limits. On that day, Rune vowed not to succumb to illness or weakness. To see that vow through, she needed to find a way to overcome the natural weakness she was born with. To do this, she would need authority in different fields and money. She would need to be a hero.

Hero work could finance her research, the potential fame would make it easier to join medical projects and resources for research, and hero work could give her access to underground and taboo information not legally accessible. With her family moving to Japan to live with her paternal grandparents, the option of attending U.A. becomes obvious. She spoke with her mother about her desire to become a hero. Camilla, a well-known hero throughout the United States, used her connections to get her admitted with a recommendation. After training her quirk for a year, Rune is prepared to enter U.A. where her next chapter begins...

Personality

A box of intriguing mysteries or a miserable pile of secrets, whichever you choose, Rune qualifies. At first glance, Rune is a calm and ever-curious mind that operates with cordiality. Once the layers are peeled, that cordial and inviting exterior disappears, leaving a more cunning and antagonistic yet dignified and relax individual. At her best, she can be seen as a calming, loyal yet malignant girl who is hard to understand yet fun to be around. At her worst, Rune is a manipulative and inimical girl hiding behind pleasantries. A girl who seeks to unravel all those around her as a hobby

Likes: Herbology, Grimoires, Tarot Cards, Card Games, Botany, Medieval History, Camping, Anarchy

Dislikes: The cold, Paranormal romance novels, Crystal balls, Cosmetology

Habits: Biting her nails, Staring at people

Fears: Relapsing, Abandonment, Porcelain dolls, Limitations

Quirk and Abilities

Quirk: Pathogen

This quirk allows the user to control and manipulate bacteria and pathogens found throughout different environments and bodies. Using neuro-parasitology, the user’s dead skin cells are consumed by the microorganisms, giving the user full control of all bacteria and pathogens for approximately an hour

Quirk Advantages:

Due to bacteria being on every natural surface imaginable, there is no limit to the range of the user

In addition, when the quirk is active, the amount of bacteria present on the body can form a light layer of protection on the body without the bacteria hardening into a solid structure

In warm conditions or against heat-based quirks, the bacteria can be more effective and multiply quickly

Quirk Drawbacks:

Quirk overuse can result in the user losing control of the bacteria and pathogens. When it under direct control, those organisms can become very ensnared with the user’s skin cells and seek to consume them en masse. If not careful, the bacteria can attempt to consume so much of the cells, that the epidermis can be damaged, leaving wounds equitable to first degree burns

This quirk is at a natural disadvantage in colder environments as common bacteria thrives primarily in warmer environments. Extreme weather (hot or freezing) is disadvantageous as well

Overexertion can result in a minor case of chronic inflammation which includes fever, rashes, infection, abdominal pain, and chest pains

Fighting Style: Wyvern-style Martial Arts Created and used solely by her mother, it is a personalized form of martial arts that emphasizes brute force over speed by transferring all the power and force to a specific limbs. When utilized correctly, a simple kick can break a concrete wall. However, the style sacrifices speed, accuracy, and leaves other limbs defenseless. It also requires very specific stances to work properly. The style originated from Camilla who uses it to dispatch larger villains and wrestle Wai, a family friend that lost her humanity and became a large wyvern due to her quirk

Weapons/Items: Vials of poison and medication Most of the poisons are meant to hinder movement, allowing her to fight with minimal opposition. This is beneficial for using wyvern-style martial arts without issue. The medication is penicillin and various antibiotics Rune has created to combat her drawbacks.

Stats:

(Ultra Archive)

Power: 4/5

Speed: 2/5

Technique: 4/5

Intelligence: 5/5

Cooperativeness: 3/5

(Ultra Analysis)

Power: 5/6

Speed: 3/6

Technique: 6/6

Intelligence: 6/6

Machiavellian: 6/6

Relationships

Family:

Camilla Byougen - Mother Takao Byougen - Father (Deceased) In the past, the relationship between the Byougen family could only be described as loving and tight. Despite her work, Camilla was dedicated and active in the family, enjoying doting on her husband and daughter. Takao was no exception, spending much his days looking after Rune and Camilla as a stay-at-home-dad. Rune admired her parent’s strength of character and they served as emotional crutch to a child that didn’t have much in terms of socialization. Times have changed. Rune has come to loathe the type of person her father was, deeming him a hypocrite. However, her relationship with her mother is stronger than ever. The two look after each other and are quite open with one another. If not for the age disparity, one could mistake the mother-daughter duo as sisters

Wai - Godmother Despite being a late addition to the family, Wai and Rune’s relationship is solid. Wai may have lost much of her mental capacities after fully becoming a wyvern, however, she still remembers the love and loyalty she had for Camilla and that has transferred fully to her daughter. The two are very protective of one another and enjoy training together. Since Camilla is needed to communicate verbally with Wai, the two don’t have many secrets or intense conversations, but that doesn’t stop the two from greatly enjoying    conversation and each other's company

Kirika Byougen - Paternal Grandmother Fuga Byougen - Paternal Grandfather This familial dynamic is a tad bit complicated. Although there is clear love between them, there is also veiled hostility laced in every interaction. While a mystery to Camilla, Rune has concluded that the negative interactions stem from Fuga and Kirika being upset with Takao for abandoning his home and former life to chase after Camilla. While her grandparents are trying to overcome that distaste for Camilla and Rune so they can fully embrace the family Takao made, they are hindered by the grief of his death and past pains of his abandonment. Despite this, interactions between Rune and her grandparents are amicable. That is until Rune begins to read their motives and taunt them.

Friends:

Bakugou Katsuki - Close friend & most proficient teammate Tooru Hagakure - Close friend Kyouka Jiro  Reiko Yanagi  Midoriya Izuku - Test Subject 

Rivals:

Fumikage Tokoyami - Friendly rival Tenya Iida - Antagonistic

Enemies:

Toga Himiko

Trivia

Rune’s faovrite food is mitarashi dango

Rune was born in California

Rune prefers hiding her quirk simply to mess with her opponents, tricking them into believing her quirk is simply super strength

Rune is a Wiccan

[deans-baby-momma]

Seeking Mercy-Chapter 9

A/N: This is the next to last chapter of Seeking Mercy. The epilogue to the Falling saga, Resolutions, will be posted on Monday, August 10. So in 7 days this story will be over. Just in time for my new one, Mommy’s (Not So) Good Girl to start on August 12. If you want tagged for the new story or any of my others, just send an ask HERE

A/N2: One warning, two words. Micheal!Dean.

“Y/N!” Sam’s voice frenzy as he screams through the phone. “Get the kids and get out! NOW!”

“What, why?” The panic and terror of her brother-in-law’s voice rushing through her.

“He said yes. The asshole said yes and let Micheal take over. Now we don’t know where he is or what he is up to. So take the kids and go to Bobby’s cabin in Whitefish.”

Y/N feels like ice water is pumping through her veins as she listens to Sam. Dean promised! He promised he wouldn’t do something stupid. But now here she is running around trying to pack up enough stuff for two babies and get away. Get out of town before Micheal finds her. God only knows what he would do to her or the kids, just to hurt the Winchesters.

Strapping Mavelin into her carseat and then placing the infant carrier into its base is difficult with the shaking Y/N is doing. She’s got to get her family to safety. The cabin is almost a whole day’s drive away and she knows she isn’t going to be able to do it, not with kids in tow.

As she finishes putting the last of the bags in the trunk of her Charger, she opens up the internet app on her phone and looks for hotels on the way. She slides in behind the wheel and inputs the coordinates for a hotel in Casper WY into the GPS. 

The Budget Inn is almost 9 hours away but she hopes it’s far enough for an overnight stop, praying Micheal doesn’t somehow track her and the kids down. 

Pulling out of the garage, Y/N watches as the Bunker gets smaller and smaller and then disappears in her rearview. ‘Life on the run with two kids under the age of 2,’ she thinks to herself. ‘Fun times ahead.’

A week. One whole week since she left the Bunker in a desperation to keep their children and herself safe. Seven days since Sam called and told her that her husband had welcomed in the archangel Micheal to try and save the world.

Damn him! Damn him to hell! He promised he wouldn’t do something rash. He swore to her he would stay cautious and not bow down to anything. He lied. He fucking lied! And now here she is, over a thousand miles away without any idea of what is going on back at home.

Thankfully Micheal has yet to try to seek her out. Y/N bought a prepaid cellphone as soon as she arrived and had destroyed her old one.  She texted Mary from the new number but has not heard hide nor hair from anyone. She wonders if they even got the text.

Maddox has just went down for the night; Mavelin has been out for hours when there is a knock on the cabin’s door. Grabbing her Glock from its hiding spot, she tiptoes to the front and looks out the window.

Standing at the door is her husband. Well, it’s her husband’s vessel anyway. This body is too rigid, standing too straight. Dean would never stand with his shoulders that stiff, what with the weight of the world on them for so long. 

And the outfit! Although her husband looks mighty fine in the stylish ensemble, it is an outdated look. A fashion popular back in the 1920s in England maybe, but in 2018 it is just antiquated.

“Y/N,” her husband’s voice calls out. “I know you are in there. Open up.”

Hearing his voice makes her heart ache. She hasn’t heard his voice for almost 2 weeks, with the last thing he said to her was that he loved her. Tears emerge out of nowhere and she steels herself. She isn’t going to cry. She isn’t going to let him see just how affected she is.

“What do you want, Micheal?” She asks as she props her back against the door frame, out of his view.

“Don’t worry darling. I’m not going to hurt you. I just want to talk to you.”

“Why? I have nothing to do with anything. I have no dog in this fight.”

“Oh but you do,” Micheal says. “You hold the key to everything. Just let me in and we can discuss it.”

Hoping and praying that she is making the right decision and that Dean has enough of a hold on his conscience to keep their family safe, Y/N reaches out and unlocks the door. The tick of each tumbler clicking open seems amplified in the room.

Micheal sits in the chair and watches as Y/N paces back and forth. It’s unnerving to her how he is commandeering the room. Sitting there with his legs crossed at the knees, his arms bent and flat against the cushions on the chair, palms flat and unmoving. 

But the look on his face….the look he gives her everytime she chances a glance at him is daunting. He is complaisant and placating; a menacing smile gracing his lips. 

“What do you mean, I hold the key to everything? I haven’t hunted in over 2 years. I know almost nothing when it comes to what is going on. I’ve been busy raising mine and Dean’s children.”

“Ah-ah-ah,” Micheal tsked. “Don’t you mean Dean’s daughter and his nephew?” 

Y/N feels like she is going to puke! This fucking angel just confirmed her greatest fear. But instead of caving, she denies his claim.

“No, Dean is the father to both my kids.”

“Ah, yes. He plays the proud poppa card well. But we both, you and I, know that that little boy sleeping just in the next room-” Micheal nods his head toward where Maddox is sleeping. “-belongs to Adam, the son John hid.”

“No,” Y/N whispers as the tears she had for so long held in begin to make their way down her face. 

“Yes,” Micheal says. “The boy belongs to Adam. And now Dean knows it too. He’s awake in here you know. Yes, he is inside here-” he points to his head. “-listening, hearing our discussion. He now knows you lied all those months ago. And he also knows that it wasn’t just while he was injured.”

Y/N’s eyes snap to Micheal. “Ye-yes it was,” she defends herself but knows deep down it is no use. The angel knows already.

“Now Y/N why must you continue this charade. I have been watching you for a while now. I have seen it all. And now Dean has too. He has seen you and Adam going at it behind his back for months-MONTHS- before the accident. He has heard all the filthy words said between the two of you and how you wanted Adam to impregnate you. How you begged for his seed to load you up, to fill your womb.

“I have almost successfully broken Dean with that, but I do need your help to complete my mission,” Micheal says as he stands and approaches Y/N. “I need you to leave him. He already knows you’ve cheated, he already knows the youngest Winchester is not his son. So, leave him. Do not let anyone know where you are, where you end up. 

“Not Sam. Not Mary. Not Adam. Pick a place and go there, change your identity, your kids’ identities. I promise not to bother you. I need Dean broken and crushed to fulfill my destiny,” Micheal pauses and stares down at Y/N. “So what do you say, Y/N. Ready to become someone else?”

Two days later Y/N finds herself laying in bed at the cabin with Mavelin and Maddox by her side. She has cried all she can cry at this point. The proposition Micheal gave her tumbling through her mind. 

Leave Dean and become someone new, go someplace none of the Winchesters will be able to find or Dean dies. Micheal described in vivid detail how he would gradually and leisurely kill Dean and it almost broke her. 

The alternative was to wait out Sam and the rest of the family in hopes that they could figure out how to overtake Micheal and get him out of Dean and bring Dean back home in one piece.

Micheal’s taunts kept haunting her though. Did Dean know now? Did he know she lied? That Maddox wasn’t his son, although at the time she told him the baby was his, she hadn’t been  sure. Thanks to Micheal though, she now knows that Adam Milligan-Winchester did in fact impregnate her. 

But that was something that could be worked out, right? People raise other people’s kids all the time, right? So it isn’t that big of a deal that Adam fathered the boy Dean has been raising. 

Although, that aspect was resolvable, the fact that Dean also now knows that she and Adam had been going at it for longer than she portrayed was something she didn’t know could be fixed. That right there was a big FUCK YOU. Not only had she slept with his brother but she lied and let him assume that it was only while he was injured.

Dean, knowing that Y/N and Adam had been going at it behind his back, was going to be a hurdle she wasn’t sure she could clear.

It was just easier to disappear, right? Just fall off the face of the planet and let Dean move on. He’d find love again, she’s sure. Although it took a lot of hard work on her part to get him to open up, Y/N is confident Dean could find another woman to be loyal and true to him; possibly even give him more children. Kids that were truly his.

The idea of Dean with someone else, though, breaks her heart and Y/N starts sobbing into the pillow once again.

Another month passes before Y/N finally hears a ping from her cellphone. It’s a message from Mary.

Mary: We did it Y/N. We saved Dean. It is safe to come home.

That night, Y/N and the kids are on the road heading toward the Bunker when her formerly silent phone rings.

“Hello?”

“How far out are you?” It’s Dean’s voice and she can tell it is her husband, not the man who once enraptured his body. The tone and cadence of it is what she is used to.

“I’m in Bridgeport, so about 5 hours. Give or take,” she answers. “How are you?”

Instead of answering, Dean sighs through the phone. “I’ve arranged a place for you and the kids to live comfortably. It’s across town but we all worked together and have warded it against everything possible. You’ll be safe. I’ll send you the address. All I ask is that you allow me to see Mavelin.”

Y/N’s heart breaks in her chest as she hears his words. He doesn’t want her to come to the Bunker. He doesn’t want her anymore. The tears she thought she had all cried out came back with a vengeance; enough that Y/N had to pull over to compose herself.

“Dean, no. Please? Can we talk when I get back to the Bunker?”

There is silence on the other end and she takes the mobile device away to see that the call has  ended. He had hung up on her. While staring at the screen a text comes through.

 “134 Chestnut Street.”

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