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THE ANGEL OF HADES

Author's note: To begin with, yeah I rewrote the story? Why? Because I hated the initial version, I can publish later the old version if you still like it! I think I will divide it in two parts + an extra! Warnings: This series contain yandere themes, obsessive and unhealthy coping mechanins and behavior, I do not condone with attitudes like this in real life. Main 'Relationship': Yandere!Platonic!Nico di Angelo x Daughter of Hades!Original Female Character; Minor Relationships: Yandere!Platonic!Will Solace x Daughter of Hades!Original Female Character, Yandere!Platonic!Hades x Daughter!Original Female Character, Yandere!Platonic!Persephone x Daughter!Original Female Character. Re-Tagging: @the-broken-truth; @aphroditelovesu Divider by @cafekitsune 🖤 You are currently reading part one of Angel of Hades, part two coming soon...

She didn’t know for how long she was there, but she miserably knew that she had nowhere to go, wherever she would go, they would find her shortly after, in the Underworld she found herself a prisoner inside of the majestic walls of the palace, her very own golden cage, where she was kept like a treasure guarded by a dragon.

A daughter of the dead, the precious angel of Lord Hades and the Ghost King. Beatriz Alves dos Santos, The Underworld’s Princess.

“Beatriz, you are a demigod.” She wished that it was a joke, a very funny one to say the least, but she saw how serious the satyr in front of her was, she knew that deep down he wasn’t really joking at all. After all, if he is a satyr, and he is right there in front of her very own eyes, then it makes sense that demigods also exist.

Beatriz knew she wasn’t ‘normal’, she was the ‘odd’ one by the labels of society, being autistic and diagnosed with ADHD did not help her case, but her life wasn’t really that bad. She had a very affectionate and hardworking single mother, working as a badass lawyer, she also had her maternal grandparents around to help her mother to raise her and had very good friends that she made from kindergarten that even after high school they were still glued together. So in the end, she wasn’t really alone and was loved dearly by her family, even with her father out of picture.

But she knew that something else wasn’t right, her mother said that she was medium cause she could see ghosts quite frequently, as a kid that really scared her but now, being a seventeen year old teenager, it didn’t bother her like it used to before, however if she is a ‘demigod’, that would explain why she can see spirits in the first place.

“A demigod?” She asked, blinking a couple of times when her train of thoughts were interrupted by the satyr’s awkward cough, Beatriz stood in silence in the armchair processing the information before her attention was brought again.

“Yes, a child of a god or goddess, I have a gut feeling that you came from the Greek Pantheon.” The satyr, called Greg, replied thoughtfully, rubbing his hairy chin with his thin fingers. She couldn’t stop looking deeply at him, contemplating his words. This easily was her most awkward conversation that she ever had, she even took a sip of her bitter mate tea then pressed her lips, painted with her favorite bloody red lipstick, against each other.

Her mother was watching them by afar, she was quiet all the time but attentive, like a hawk observing their prey, Beatriz knew how protective her mother can be at times, she was the very definition of a ‘Momma Bear’, Greg briefly looked at Isabel, whom glared him back intensely, and stared at Beatriz once again when she didn’t respond.

“You may find out if you accept to go to Camp Half-Blood, your mother is made aware of that, but it’s up to you to make this decision, it’s in another country and you will stay there for approximately three months. Like a summer camp, but with quests and other activities.” He frankly continued, this drew her attention and she nervously sank on the armchair, holding her cup of tea rather tightly, the idea of going to another country, staying for months away from home and being involved in quests with monsters? Hell nah, this didn’t sound like a good idea.

“Could you tell me more about this Camp?” It didn’t hurt to ask, even if she wasn’t very comfortable with that idea. Greg nodded, feeling pleased for her curiosity to know more.

“Surely, Beatriz. Like I said, it’s a summer camp, but dedicated to half-divine beings, just like you, it’s meant to protect and train them to eventually one day become heroes of their own, go to divine quests in the name of the Gods and patron parent, this one is for demigods offsprings of the Greek pantheon, like━”

“Zeus? Hera? Poseidon? Hades-” She got interrupted by another cough from Greg, then she quickly apologized for interrupting him. Still he smiled at her, seeing that she was rather familiar with that pantheon.

“You got that right. I see that you are a bit familiar with this.” He said scrubbing his chin, she gave an awkward smile that came with an unexpected response.

“… Hm… I watched a few gameplays of God of War a few months ago.” She admitted, surprising the satyr, he didn’t expect that a girl, with such a feminine and delicate look, liked this type of violent game. Her mother gave a sheepy smile, finding Greg’s facial response, eyes widened in surprise, amusing when her daughter admitted enjoying God of War.

“I see, well, do you have a decision in mind? Would you like to go to Camp Half-Blood?” Finally Greg dropped the bomb, he wasn’t sure if she would say yes, Isabel was hesitant but if Beatriz expressed her desire to go she would eventually let this happen, but Beatriz didn’t seem pleased with that question.

“Uh… I am not sure. I have other plans that might not work if I go.” Beatriz replied, Greg tilted his head to the left side, goat eyes staring at her with a curious glean.

“What kind of plans do you refer to, if you don’t mind if I ask?” He asks with genuine interest, he wasn’t surprised with her hesitance, it is a normal feeling after all, however he had a gut feeling that maybe she wouldn’t accept to go, of course she isn’t forced to but it’s a very dangerous decision that might cost her life if monsters find her, which is a miracle that she is still alive after all those years.

“I wanna go to college.” Beatriz replied shortly, playing with her silver rings on her fingers, she tried to make eye contact but was overwhelmed enough to not do so, she felt she was acting rude and there was a intense struggle from her part trying to formulate interactions or understanding social cues, self-awareness sucked at those moments at well.

“I see, education is indeed very important. I believe that here in Brazil, days off in University are completely different from the US. You might talk to Chiron, the Camp’s counselor, and resolve this matter so you may go without any issue. Do you think it’s better now, you want to give it a chance? If you feel that it’s not your place you can come back here anytime.” Greg said, he genuinely wanted her to go, but if she’s firm in her choice to not to, then he was unable to do anything. Beatriz looked at her mother, who glared back with a soft smile.

For a second, she felt safe, this decision weighed a lot and it was scary but she was more than ready to make this decision for herself. She could finally look eyes with the satyr, making a brief eye contact before breaking it along with her response.

“Well… then I accept it!” She said sighing, Greg smiled satisfied, also glad that she accepted, one less demigod to be killed by monsters. Isabel went towards her child and gave a tight hug, Beatriz could even smell the scent of fresh coffee impregnated in her mother’s fancy clothes.

“Tomorrow I will come pick you up in the morning, you have enough time to pack some of your belongings. When you are ready I will take us to Camp Half-Blood. Till tomorrow.” Greg shook Isabel’s hand and shortly left the house. Mother and daughter were now alone, Isabel was worried about her daughter, she had always been like that, in constant vigilance for her child but she knew that Beatriz was old enough to make her own decisions and handle everything as a responsible young adult she is turning into.

“Baby, are you sure? He said that you can always come back home if you feel that this camp isn’t your place!” Isabel asked, she wanted to hear from Beatriz herself if she was sure, her heart was beating in discomfort, she sure will miss her baby girl during the course of three months, they were really close and had a deep bond as expected of a mother and daughter.

Beatriz felt her mother’s insecurity, she approached her and gave an awkward hug, they stood there in a few seconds, hugging each other, and as they parted ways, Beatriz found herself thinking what kind of adventures she will be inserted into at this Camp, will she be able to finally meet people just like her and perhaps make a friend or two?

She was hopeful that everything will be alright.

After that, she spent the rest of the evening packing her stuff, Beatriz tried her hardest to pack only the necessary things like practical clothing, underwear, hygienic products and multifunctional makeup, although she really doubted that she would really need the latter she wanted to be ready for anything, besides makeup never hurt.

“I hope they have a laundry space..” Bia thought when she finally finished folding everything in a gym bag, big enough for traveling, and left some free space for other things. She paused of what she could put, she doubted that she would have free time to do other ‘not-so-fun’ activities like reading, she loved reading books with her mother even if sometimes she would struggle with her attention spans, she had lots of books about witches and pagan religions and was a Wiccan herself.

After a few minutes sitting down on the bed staring blankly at the bag, she decided to just take one book, even if she wasn’t sure if she’s gonna read it, she will take it anyway. She leaves the bed towards her bookshelf, most of her books were from a single publisher, Darkside. After thinking a lot, she decided to bring a classic horror one, Dracula, and it was the most recent book she and her mother brought home.

Now she could feel satisfied, everything was ready and in order, she looked around her own bedroom, everyone says that if Halloween was a bedroom, it would be hers. With black and white walls, bat themed sheets, Halloween decorations everywhere like fake skulls, some bats in the wall, every single furniture was painted in black and of course, her Monster High collection. She could remember how much fun she and her mother had decorating this room, it has been like this ever since she was 14, for three years she never got tired of it. She will miss being in her little comfort zone, that is her bedroom.

“Is everything okay, sweetie?” Then there was a knock on the door followed by Isabel's worried voice, Beatriz stared at the entrance and nodded towards her mother, she knew that deep down her mother was the anxious one in the room.

“Yeah, I just finished packing.” She responded in a quiet tone, her mother seemed relieved but still, she was insecure about letting her daughter in a Camp and worse, being in another country. Beatriz won’t lie but she was also scared, she considered letting go and staying with her mother, however she knew that her mother wouldn’t want that even if she was in distress.

“Sweetie, are you really sure you want to go? I mean, I will support you no matter what you decide but…” Isabel bit her own lip in hesitance, she didn’t want to admit that she was dead worried, Beatriz can’t blame her though, but she wanted her mother reassured that she will manage fine in the camp.

“Mama, it’s okay, I will be alright.” Beatriz said and her mother quickly opened her arms and hugged her precious daughter. She wished that she could be stronger for her baby daughter.

If she only knew that perhaps it would be the last time she would see her mother.

At the silence of the palace, Beatriz found herself wandering the dark and empty halls, she felt like she was the only resident of this immense place, but she knew she wasn’t by herself, her heart anxiously beaten in a way she could feel the lump in her throat as she silently walked barefoot on the cold floor.

She wanted to find a way out, she truly wanted to, however she knew that her father would notice her absence but she had an excuse in her mind, ‘Oh, silly me, I am just exploring my new home, Father!’ she made a funny face imagining herself saying that bullcrap.

Beatriz wondered what would have happened if she refused to go? Maybe she would be safer? That’s something she questioned herself about, oh perhaps if she didn’t meet him she would be perfectly fine.

“Please be careful.” Isabel pleaded with a smile as she saw her daughter leaving with Greg, who was holding two shining pearls in his right hand. Beatriz turned around and gave one more hug to her mother, who gave her a last kiss on her daughter’s freckled cheeks.

“I will Mama, I love you.” She said and they let go, Beatriz turned around to go towards the satyr that was staring at them the whole time with a tiny smile.

“Are you ready to go?” He asked, hesitantly she nodded and in her hand there was the tiny pearl that was once in his hand. Greg asks her to close her eyes, hold his hand and follow his instructions, she does as he told, closing her eyes and waiting for his next step.

“Allow me to guide us to Camp Half-Blood, please relax your body, Beatriz.” Greg requested and she did exactly what he asked her to do, relaxing her tense body and her bones. “In the count of three, we will throw these pearls right here to take us to our destination. Are you ready?”

Well, she nodded and held it rather tightly, it was the size of a cherry. Without wasting any time, they made the countdown and the pearls hit the ground at the moment they reached zero.

Beatriz felt like she was on a roller coaster, she didn’t dare to open her eyes even if she was really curious, she held Greg’s hand tightly afraid to let go and get lost somehow. After a few moments that felt like minutes, she suddenly felt they were in a different location, she could feel her body warm and could hear sounds of birds chiming and leaves falling down the floor.

“Beatriz, you can open your eyes now.” The satyr said in a gentle tone, her hazel eyes opened up, blinking for a few seconds to adjust to the brightness of the ambience, it was a bright sunny day and they were right in front of the entrance of the Camp Half-Blood.

“Wow…” She let out a surprised gasp, looking around like a kid in the middle of an amusement park, she finally let go of the satyr’s hand and walked a bit, stepping in the fresh green grass, hearing the sound of it was satisfactory.

“Welcome to Camp Half-Blood, Beatriz. Chiron will be here by any moment.” Greg walked towards her with a smile, he was glad that she accepted going to Camp, hoping that she would enjoy her time there.

“Looks like we have another camper, hello Beatriz, welcome.” The sound of horse steps drew her attention, right in front of her eyes there was Chiron, the wise centaur, the counselor of the Camp. He greeted her in a friendly and warm way, the girl just nodded with a tiny awkward smile.

“Thank you…” She replied back, playing with her silver rings, the centaur gestured to her to follow him. As they took a walk, he began to explain to her how the Camp worked, every function, every activities, the quests, everything that she should know as a first time camper and demigod, she observed everything with precaution, her chest a bit heavier with the new responsibilities.

“We come to an end, Beatriz. Do you have any questions?” With this phrase, she was taken back to reality and struggling to make visual contact, she nodded in response. Chiron let out a hum in response, paying attention to whatever question she reserved to ask.

“Actually… I really want to attend college in my home country, but during June and August I will have classes, the only month I can stay here is July. Is it possible that I can only attend Camp for a single month?” This took Chiron by surprise, he thought for a few seconds, it can be dangerous for her to only attend the camp for a month, having little time to prepare herself to fight monsters or go to quests, however he felt how her education meant for her and he couldn’t forbid a demigod to accomplish their studies and academic needs.

“It won’t be easy for you since you will have little time to practice your abilities, but perhaps we can figure this out together, it will depend heavily on your dedication and performance during the activities.” He replied in a comforting tone, his response wasn’t a yes or a no, but it was enough for her, the possibility made her content and she promised herself that she will work extra hard to accomplish it and have time for her future college studies.

However, their tour over the camp wasn’t precisely over, she needed to settle herself in a cabin and obviously she ended up in the most crowded one, the Hermes Cabin. She was briefly introduced to her cabin mates, Beatriz felt terrible and ashamed that she was surrounded with younger kids, who were between ten to fourteen years old. She left her things in the cabin and since she was left alone by Chiron, who needed to attend some divine business.

Walking around the Cabin Area, she felt a bit lost, not knowing where she should go next, they made a complete tour over the Camp area so she knew that she won’t lose herself easily, but she was awkward and timid to approach someone and get acquaintances, until she was spotted by a small crowd, that came towards her.

“Sup, you are a newbie, right?” The muscular girl asked, crossing her arms with a tiny smirk.

“Uh… yeah.” Beatriz replied, still timid. The three guys that were with the muscular girl stared at each other with a big smile.

“Fresh Meat. I’m Chris, son of Hermes, this is my girlfriend, Clarisse, daughter of Ares and these two Connor and Travis, also sons of Hermes.” The Hispanic guy said, introducing himself as Chris, then the muscular girl and a pair of dudes that looked like twins.

“I’m Beatriz…” She introduced herself awkwardly, the two guys smiled and they stepped closer, they looked almost precisely the same to her.

“It’s been a while that we don’t get pretty girls here, right Connor?” Travis purred jokingly, with his arm around her shoulders, bringing her close to him, her face flushed in embarrassment.

“Perhaps you must be a daughter of Aphrodite then.” Connor replied to his brother, getting on Beatriz’s side and giving a peck on her right cheek. She yelped covering her cheeks as the two laughed with her ‘cute’ reaction. Clarisse buffed, making a negative head shake and Chris looked at the two identical brothers with a slight disapproving look.

“Alright you two, that’s enough, leave the poor girl alone.” Chris asked, the two boys made a sad noise and let her go, they stepped away from her but they still made ‘flirting’ faces like blowing kisses and winking at her as they walked away with no explanations. Clarisse gave a short laugh at the situation.

“You are here only for a day and you already have admirers, if you end up being the daughter of Aphrodite I won’t be surprised. Anyway, you got something to do now?” Clarisse asked, walking towards her, with her boyfriend close behind. Beatriz shook her head, she was basically free of any activities for now. “Good, Chris is going to deliver something to the Infirmary that I don’t remember what and I don’t care to know, wanna go with us?”

“Uh… sure.” Beatriz said and in a blink of an eye the couple started to walk, hurriedly she matched their speed and started to walk right behind them. They took only a few minutes to get to the Infirmary grounds, they entered and she was already familiar with the place, but didn’t know anyone there.

“Solace, get your ass over here, we got your stuff.” Clarice called someone, the Brazilian girl stood in silence as someone walked towards them, it was a blond dude, with piercing blue eyes and tanned skin, it seemed like he was glowing like the sun for some reason.

“Thanks, Chris and Clarisse.” The ‘Solace’ guy replied as Chris handed him something that Beatriz couldn’t tell what it was, but suddenly the pair of blue eyes caught the glimpse of her, far away from them, she was resting against the wall. “Oh, hey there! You are new here, right?”

“Y-Yeah. I’m Beatriz…” She replied, he smiled in response and walked towards her, with a sunny smile on his face. When he stood right in front of her, his smile fell a bit when he looked closely at her, this change made Beatriz anxious. “Hey, have we met before? You look a bit familiar to me.”

His question took her by surprise, she got confused, she pretty sure never met him before, he was a complete stranger to her. Beatriz shook her head, after all she didn’t understand why he was asking her this.

“I don’t think so… what’s your name?” She asked and this must shake the Solace guy for a second, since he was distracted looking at her, something in her made him think she was really familiar but he wasn’t sure why.

“My name is Will Solace, I am the son of Apollo.” Will replied awkwardly scratching his golden blond hair, they stood like that in silence for a few seconds. “So… are you liking the Camp?”

“It’s… good.” She said awkwardly, but they were interrupted by someone coughing. They looked back at Clarisse and Chris, who understood the awkwardness and decided to cut it right away.

“So, new girl, we will have Capture the Flag tonight, you are on my team. You better be good at running.” Clarisse smirked, crossing her arms. She really wanted to see how the new girl would perform, knowing that this little game of Camp wasn’t a tame pacific one for a newbie like her. Beatriz only nodded, she was already in a team but she grew anxious since she wasn’t good enough at sports, she was lower than a decent teammate.

But perhaps, that was her chance to make new… ‘friends’? She wasn’t completely sure about this, she had a weird gut feeling but she had to brush it off, having acquaintances would be enough for her.

‘Traitor.’ Beatriz thought in a bitter rage, that son of Apollo was going to pay dearly for cooperating with her kidnapping. He was just as sick like the people that are keeping her in the Underworld, far away from her mother and her real home. She fought against the tears that were forming in her eyes, she wondered why the person she considered a friend collaborated with the people that are hurting her? Did he hate her?

Obviously in the end, it didn’t matter, but the betrayal still hurt her, being a bruise that still hurt, it felt like a stab in her back. She wondered if someone even suspected anything, what lies her kidnappers were telling to the people from Camp? Did someone even miss her?

Now this time the tears couldn’t be held back anymore, her pale cheeks were now wet with the fresh tears coming out of her eyes, she stared at the void with her lips trembling and trying to contain the sobs.

“Bia?” That voice. Beatriz froze up, her watery hazel eyes looking up to see that person, the reason why she was stuck in the Underworld in the first place.

Nico was tired, he just finished some tasks his father asked him to complete in the Underworld, as he got used to it the tasks became easier every time and with that he got quick on finishing them. Today wasn’t different, but for the fact that he used a lot of shadow traveling he was rightfully tired and wanted to lay down, bonus if Will was cuddling with him.

He wasn’t a big fan of people touching him, but his boyfriend was one of the few people that the son of Hades permitted touching. Nico closed his eyes as he felt the shadows circle him while traveling to the Infirmary, where he knew his boyfriend would be. After a matter of seconds, he recognized the ambience that now he was inserted into, it was Infirmary.

But a short scream made him open his eyes in shock, he looked around, getting used to the brightness as he quickly scanned over the room, when his dark eyes froze up when he stared at a specific someone.

Bianca…? But it couldn’t be. His big sister was dead for years, that girl that was staring at him with minor horror wasn’t his sister, but she looked like her. Had the same features, with pale skin with a freckled face, long dark hair and eyes, they were slightly different but the aura, the sensation, was nearly the same!

“Oh, it’s just Nico. Beatriz, this is Nico di Angelo, he’s my boyfriend and he’s son of━”

“Hades. Son of Hades.” Nico cut Will, finishing his introduction. He looked like he saw a freaking ghost, not ironically, the only thing is that ‘Beatriz’ looked older than him, probably having the same biological age if Bianca was alive.

“Uh… hello. I’m Beatriz Alves dos Santos.” The girl said, introducing herself in an awkward manner, Nico’s intense stare was making her uncomfortable but she kept quiet after that.

“Okay, now you guys know each other. Come on, newbie, we have to test your abilities before Capture the Flag. Later Solace and di Angelo.” Clarisse said as she and Chris decided to leave the Infirmary, sensing the weird ambience and they dragged Beatriz along with them, not giving space for her to either protest.

Will and Nico were the only ones in the room, they stared at each as Nico looked like he saw something worse than a monster.

“Neeks, are you alright?” The blond demigod asked with a bit of worry for his boyfriend, Nico’s eyes turned to stare at him.

“Who the fuck is she? Is that a fucking joke?” This question made Will speechless, for one second he didn’t get what he meant, but then he started to connect the dots and then he realized what Nico meant.

Beatriz looked like Bianca, almost like a Doppelganger if there weren't minor differences that could tell them apart. But still, so similar to the point of even Nico thinking that it was his deceased sister.

“How crazy, she… she is your sister’s lookalike.” The son of Apollo hesitated saying this, fearing that it might trigger his boyfriend, but instead Nico kept frozen, staring right at the spot that Beatriz was standing a few minutes ago.

Nico decided to not talk about it, he was on the edge of having a breakdown but he contained himself, his curiosity wanted to make him follow Beatriz and know anything he could about her. He doesn’t know if he was actually going mad or that it was a fever dream, but he will discover what was her deal.

He spent the entire evening watching her, obviously using the shadows to mask his presence from her and everyone else, he observed her like a hawk watching its prey, maybe it could be a monster in disguise, but during all this time, she didn’t presented herself like a threat to anyone, she maintained small, like she was unable to hurt a single fly.

On one hand, he pitied her to be overwhelmed by lot of information about her new life being a demigod, although it remained a mystery who’s her godly parent, even so, he couldn’t let his guard down, he needs to discover who she truly was and why she was testing his sanity by looking like his deceased sister.

When the time of Capture the Flag began, he didn’t participate in it, but watched Beatriz running towards the forest, she was instructed by Clarisse to search for the flag while the others fought to distract the opposing team. She didn’t really want to search by herself but she had no room to argue, it was either this or be scolded.

She didn’t know that, while walking inside the dark forest, she wasn’t entirely by herself, because the son of Hades quietly followed her, watching every step she made. Beatriz was tired and scared but kept walking nonetheless. Nico had no idea for how long he was following her, he got a bit bored doing so however, they both heard some cheering from afar, Beatriz stared at the direction of the cheers, she was lost and confused, not knowing who won.

As she decided to go back, suddenly she heard a loud noise close to her, her heart pounded painfully in panic, Nico got ready to fight and in a blink of an eye, came from the shadows a huge hellhound. Beatriz fell on the floor, whimpering in fear as the creature approached her, stalking her with a hungry stare.

Nico decided to intervene, he couldn’t risk something happening to Beatriz, before he could question his thought he left the shadows he used as a hiding spot and advanced towards the wild hellhound, he had his Stygian Iron sword in his hand. He made a loud noise to distract the hellhound and give the opportunity for Beatriz to escape, however before Nico could make a blow, the creature nudged the attack and quickly threw the son of Hades away with strength, making the latter release his sword that fell on the floor.

Irritated, the hellhound advanced towards Nico, ready to attack. The son of Hades recovered from the blow he received and using the shadows he teleported a bit away, he had no time to get his sword back, and unfortunately for Nico, the hellhound was quicker than usual, he started to invoke the skeleton soldiers to buy him some time to retrieve his sword, but it got harder and harder as the hellhound advanced towards him every time, but never catching him thanks to the shadow travel.

Seeing this, Beatriz had an idea, considering that the hellhound was busy enough trying to catch Nico, she decided to make the favor to catch his sword, she got up and clumsy ran towards the Stygian Iron weapon, as she touched it, she immediately felt an overwhelming sensation, she glowed with a sinister purple aura, coming from the pure black sword.

Nico was getting drained out and the hellhound was ridiculously fast, he was trying to find a way to get his sword back and end this, however as he decided to use his last resort, the hellhound let out a shriek of pain, shocked the son of Hades looked to the beast’s side and his dark eyes bulged at the vision.

Beatriz used the sword to stab the side of the Hellhound, she was glowing just like his sword with purple mist mixed with her dark aura in one. She was using his sword, a fucking Stygian Iron, she was no random demigod. When she withdrew the blade from the beast’s flesh, Nico could see that while she got dirty with its blood, the Hellhound’s soul got sucked out of its body and went directly towards her body, not to his sword.

She captured its soul and she was carrying the stygian iron sword. Beatriz was like in a trance, her eyes dark like shadows, but at the second she blinked it returned to the usual hazel shade. The first thing she saw was the corpse of the beast she just slayed and then Nico, that was staring at her in pure shock, she regained awareness when she noticed she as holding his sword, then in a second she felt a light over her head, it glowed purple and she couldn’t see what it was but Nico could.

It was bident, one of his father’s symbols and it made him open his lips in disbelief, it couldn’t be, it should be a joke but it was the truth.

Beatriz is the daughter of Hades.

Just like him, which made them half-siblings but nonetheless siblings.

Before Nico could speak, Beatriz blacked out, her limp body falling in the grass and she released the sword, thankfully not getting close to her skin. Nico ran towards her, he retrieved his bloodied sword and with the strength he got he held her body, picking her up in bridal style in his arms and walking away, he was still tired but had energy left to walk towards the Camp.

When he arrived there, he was met with curious and fearful glances from the campers, Chiron approached them with a worried glance.

“Nico, what happened-"

“She’s a daughter of Hades… like me.” Nico briefly explained, there wasn’t much to say, it was actually surprising how quickly their father claimed her, did he notice how similar she was to Bianca?

It was a question worthy of asking him later. And it was after this day Beatriz’s life became Hell.

“What are you doing awake?” Nico asked with a serious expression, Beatriz contained herself from rolling her eyes. It was funny that he took his ‘duty’ as her caretaker seriously, like she needed one to begin with.

“I couldn’t sleep.” She replied nonchalantly, it was partially true, she couldn’t properly rest, she desperately wanted to search for a way that she can leave the Underworld.

“Hm…” She heard him grunt, he is suspicious of nature, so he really doubted her intentions. It wasn’t the first time she tried to run away or even rebel against them, take for example her hair, she cut it short as an act of defiance, it hurt him that she acted like a stubborn child towards him, their father and Persephone, who took a liking to her. “Let me take you back to your room.” He said and held her hand, she knew that she had no room to argue.

After a few minutes, they were back at her room, Nico opened the door and guided her inside. Beatriz got back on her bed with Nico at her side, he watched every single movement and when she accommodated herself, he decided to ask.

“Do you want me to sleep with you?” This question wasn’t surprising, they used to nap together, with Nico snuggling against her body and since he was taller, he would cuddle her in her sleep like she was a big sized teddy bear. Beatriz wanted to deny the request, but she thought a little better, if she started to act like she was accepting her new life, perhaps she could have higher chances to flee!

“….ok.” She said with a nod, she could actually see his eyes shining a bit with acceptance, ever since she got in the Underworld she had been denying him those moments of cuddling, he respected it, thinking she was just struggling to adapt herself in her new home, but he missed it and craved for her love and her affection, why can’t she accept that her little brother just wanted what was the best for her?

Nico tried to hide the smile he made, since it was a queen sized bed, it accommodated them very easily, he laid down on her side, respecting her personal space but was close enough.

“Buona notte, Bia.” He murmured and Beatriz just gave a nod and tried to sleep, she knew he was only waiting for her to sleep, she didn’t really want to but eventually, she felt her eyes getting heavier and she just gave up, finally getting a deep sleep.

Her brother would be there to comfort her if she end up having a nightmare, he just want her to accept him, consider him as his real little brother, deep down he knew she wasn’t Bianca, he knows that his big sister is long gone, but having Beatriz around, he learned to love her for who she is, looking like his deceased sister just perhaps added a bonus to his obsession if not the main center of it.

She is safer in the Underworld and he will prove it to her.

To be continue…

#platonic yandere #yandere percy jackson #yandere nico di angelo #yandere hades #nastya's stories #nastya's oc #percy jackson #The Angel of Hades #part one #Beatriz Alves dos Santos

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Sugestões de livros

Fica aqui para que parem de me mandar ask. Notem que isto não é só coisas que eu li, são também sugestões de colegas e amigos que confio muito.

Reis e rainhas:

Toda a coleção da Temas e Debates de biografias de reis e rainhas

Rainhas Medievais de Portugal de Ana Rodrigues de Oliveira

As Avis, Joana Bouza Serrano

História de Portugal Geral

História de Portugal tanto do Rui Ramos como do José Mattoso, sendo o segundo da Círculo de Leitores portanto só se consulta em biblioteca e sao livros de cabeceira

Grandes Mistérios da História de Portugal, Fátima Mariano

História, Arte e Literatura, Diogo Ramada Curto

História Global de Portugal (autores Vários)

Portugal na Idade Média, Sérgio Luís de Carvalho

História da Vida Privada em Portugal, José Mattoso (vários volumes por épocas, só estou familiarizada com a Idade Medieval)

Breve História de Portugal / Brevíssima História de Portugal (são 2 livros distintos) A. H. de Oliveira Marques

Al-Andalus

Fath Al-Andalus, Marcos Santos

Lisboa Árabe, Sérgio Luís de Carvalho

Portugal na Espanha Árabe, António Borges Coelho

Cristãos Contra Muçulmanos na Idade Média Peninsular, Carlos de Ayala e Isabel Cristina F. Fernandes (Coord.)

História Judaica e Inquisição

História dos Judeus Portugueses, Carsten L. Wilke

Judeus Portugueses, Esther Mucznik

A Perseguição Aos Judeus e Muçulmanos de Portugal - D. Manuel e o Fim da Tolerância Religiosa (1496-1497), François Soyer

Lisboa Judaica, Sérgio Luís de Carvalho

Inquisição e Cristãos Novos, António José Saraiva

História da Inquisição Portuguesa, Giuseppe Marcocci e José Pedro Paiva

História de Lisboa

Rainha dos Mares (Queen of the Sea em inglês), Barry Hatton

Lisboa Desconhecida e Insólita, Anísio Franco

História Gastronómica de Lisboa, Manuel Paquete

Lisboa em 10 Histórias, Joke Langens

Lisboa Revolucionária, Fernando Rosas

Lisboa no Liberalismo, Victor de Sá

Lisboa Manuelina, Helder Carita

Caminhar por Lisboa, Anísio Franco

Segredos de Lisboa, Inês Ribeiro e Raquel Plicarpo

Diário de um Viajante a Lisboa, Henry Fielding

Era das Luzes

O Marquês de Pombal e a sua Época, J. Lúcio de Azevedo

Século XIX

1808, Laurentino Gomes

A Republicanização da Monarquia, Maria de Fátima Bonifácio

Século XX

O Século XX Português (Vários autores)

Portugal Entre a Paz e a Guerra, 1939 - 1945, Fernando Rosas

Curiosidades, assuntos específicos e tópicos nicho:

Portugal Insólito, Joaquim Fernandes

História Global da Alimentação (Vários autores)

Quinas e Castelos, Miguel Metelo de Seixas

They Went to Portugal, Rose Macaulay

Heroinas Portuguesas, Fina d'Armada

O Pequeno Livro do Grande Terramoto, Rui Tavares

(Des)colonização e raça:

Roteiro Histórico de uma Lisboa Africana, Isabel Castro Henriques

Portugal e o Século XX: Estado-Império e a Descolonização, Fernando Tavares Pimenta

Lisboa Africana, Sérgio Luís de Carvalho

Um Mar da Cor na Terra, Miguel Vale de Almeida

Ecos Coloniais: Histórias, Patrimónios e Memórias, de Ana Guardião, Miguel Bandeira Jerónimo e Paulo Peixoto

Caderno de Memórias Coloniais, Isabel Figueiredo

Escravidão, Laurentino Gomes

"Modo Português de Estar no Mundo": O luso-tropicalismo e a ideologia colonial portuguesa (1933-1961), Cláudia Castelo

Outras cidades:

Porto Insólito e Desconhecido, Germano da Silva

Cascais, Raquel Henriques da Silva

Qualquer livro da Scala sobre qualquer palácio público, inclusive os da Parques Sintra (Mosteiro dos Jerónimos, Palácio da Pena, Palácio da Vila, Mosteiro de Alcobaça que eu tenha)

vou atualizando à medida que vou descobrindo livros por aí

#book recs #de notar que nao estao aqui livros de arte se nao esta merda nunca mais acabava

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Thorn In My Side, Rose In My Hand (Part 8)

Pairing: Rafe Cameron x Reader

Warnings: Talks about sex and swearing.

Pronouns: She/Her

Word Count: 3.3K

Summary: First days of school can be unnerving when you are a part of a new couple.

Masterlist

Lazy mornings with Rafe have become Y/N’s favourite. It’s been two weeks since their first date and they are now officially calling themselves girlfriend and boyfriend. School starts today, but since it starts in the afternoon because of orientation for the freshman in the morning, the two could spend the morning tangled in bed together. “Good morning, my rose,” he whispers to her with his lips pressed to her forehead. She scrunches her nose as his morning breath hits her nose, “Eww, Cameron. Morning breath.” He grins at the girl mischievously and starts an attack of kisses all over her face. This causes Y/N to erupt in a fit of giggles. “Ugh, stop it.” She laughs whilst burying her head back into his neck. “I don’t want to go back to school.” Rafe laughs at her complaints, “Wow, I never thought I’d see the day Miss. Valedictorian says she doesn’t like school.” “I’ve never liked school. I just like beating people,” she argues and nuzzles herself further into him. “Come on. It’s 10 now. If we don’t get up, we won’t get up at all. I’ll pay for brunch before we head to school,” he tries to bribe, rolling off of the bed to get ready for school. “I want brunch too, dude,” Mason calls out while he walks past his sister’s open door from the laundry room. Y/N and Rafe chuckle at the boy and finally get out of bed to get ready.

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The three of them pile into Rafe’s truck to head to the country club for breakfast. Y/N and Rafe sit on the same side of the booth at the restaurant, while Mason is on the other side. This is a shift from how the group used to configure itself before the couple became a thing. Rafe eats his waffles and just watches as Y/N gently nudges her utensils under his arm to cut herself a piece. He doesn’t mind; the whole reason why he ordered it is because she couldn’t figure out if she wanted eggs benedict or waffles. But she doesn’t need to know that he wasn’t planning on ordering it.

“God, how you guys went from 0 to 100 couple-wise is always going to amaze me. It’s going to be weird seeing this at school,” Mason comments, pointing the fork between the two. Y/N frowns at the words, “Oh, I didn’t think about that. It is going to be a little weird.” Rafe wraps his arms around the girl for reassurance. “It’s okay. If anyone bothers you, I’ll be sure to punch them,” he promises to her.

“Cameron! Violence will only get you expelled.”

“Okay, I promise to just give them a very stern talking to, my rose.”

“Yeah, and I’ll punch them after school so I can’t be expelled,” Mason interjects, feeling his protective side come out at the upset look on his sister’s face. Y/N smiles at the two boys and cuddles herself into Rafe’s arms. “What class do you have first?” Y/N questions. Rafe takes out his phone to check, “I have business, then English.” “Dude, I got last period English too. So does Y/N/N. Is it with Mrs. Santos?” Mason informs. “Uhh… Yeah, it’s with Ms. Santos,” Rafe confirms. Y/N beams at this news, “I’m so excited. I heard that she teaches novels only written by women. And that they aren’t only classics, but modern YA books. One of the books we read is Written in Starlight by Isabel Ibañez, which I’m excited about because I read another one of her books and I loved it.” “Well, maybe it can be the book we read for book club. Then you can kill two birds with one stone,” Rafe suggests. “That’s such a good idea, but I don’t have anyone but you in my book club so far, Cameron,” Y/N pouts a little. Mason notices the time, “I’m sure you’ll find more people to join, Y/N/N. But right now, we need to head out or else we are going to be late.”

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Although Y/N and Rafe are not trying to keep their relationship a secret, only their best friends really know they are dating. They haven’t had any super public dates or a reason to post on social media about their status. Rafe often opted out of going to parties choosing, instead, to stay home with Y/N. So, today is the first time that the students are seeing them as a couple. Y/N had been cold on the car ride over here, so she snuck on Rafe’s school sweater that she stole from him on their first date. Rafe’s last name on her back is obscured by his arm being drapped over her shoulder. Wanting to show off to her, he insisted on carrying both of their backpacks to impress her.

Kelce approaches the pair with a surprised look on his face, “So this is what you’ve been up to while I’ve been away. Finally got the girl I see.” “Haha, you know it, man. I’ve never been happier. Got the best girl in the OBX as my rose,” Rafe brags, giving Y/N a big smackeroo on her burning cheeks. “Hello, Kelce. Nice to see you too,” Y/N teases at the boy skipping over greetings. Kelce lightly taps her shoulder in a joking manner, “I’m sorry, Mrs. Cameron. Hello to you too. How was your summer?”

“It was good, then there was a little bump in the road. But it ended off on an extremely high note. So I’d say everything worked out as it was supposed to. How about you?”

“It was tight as fuck, man. The cruise was awesome. And I may have been on the water, but I definitely didn’t go through a dry spell if you know what I mean.”

“Eww, too much. Kelce. It’s good you had fun on the cruise though.”

Before the conversation can continue, the bell rings signaling that everyone has five minutes to get to class and seeing as they haven’t even gotten to their lockers yet, the couple has to get going. They say their goodbyes and the three separate from each other to get to their classes. Y/N sits in her first class of the day, drama, alone. She isn’t friends with any of her classmates in this class so the hour and fifteen minutes pass by slowly. The bell finally rings and she makes a mad dash for English class; partly because she actually interacts with people in the class but mostly because she is excited to finally be under the tutelage of Ms. Santos. She has heard great things about the teacher and she gives amazing letters of recommendation. She taught a modern literature course at Oxford and seeing as that’s Y/N’s top choice, it would look amazing to the admissions office.

She got to class early, not wanting to be slowed down by the people lazily walking to class. She is the first to arrive so she sits in the front row in the middle seat. Rafe makes his way early into the class as well and sees where Y/N has chosen to sit. He isn’t exactly a front-row kind of student, but he wants to sit beside her. She watches him approach her and prepares to uncomfortably sit beside her, “You don’t have to sit beside me, Cameron. Just because we are dating, doesn’t mean we have to be attached by the hip. We can be separated for three hours.” Rafe pouts at her remark, knowing that she is correct. “Okay,” he mumbles in a childlike manner, giving her a peck on the lips before making his way to the back of the class where he normally sits.

Next to come in is Riley, who chooses to sit right beside Y/N. The grin on Riley’s face as he turns towards Y/N to start a conversation fills Rafe with insecurities. While Y/N is a straight-A student, Rafe had a solid B report card with a few Cs and tutoring sessions sprinkled here and there. This is normally a shock to most people, who expect him to be the stereotypical jock who doesn’t care about his schoolwork. However, Rafe really does try in school. At first, it started out as wanting to make his dad proud, but eventually, he started doing it to make himself proud of what he could achieve by himself. Even though Rafe gets better grades than his other swim mates, without having to cheat, he couldn’t compare to straight-A mathlete Riley, who is third in line for valedictorian in their class. Rafe couldn’t compare to Riley academically wise and this makes him nervous. He couldn’t keep up with Y/N in that way and when he realizes the conversation between Y/N and Riley switched to French, he becomes incredibly jealous. She laughs at the joke Riley makes in French and Rafe wishes he could connect with her on an academic level.

Rafe wants to stop the conversation between the two, but Mason and Ms. Santos coming in stops Rafe from walking to the front. Mason goes to sit beside Rafe, while Ms. Santos goes to her desk at the front of the class and begins her lesson.

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The lesson ends and Rafe leaves Mason behind to push his way to Y/N. His height and reputation help him achieve his goal. Riley is still following her and this peeves Rafe off just a little. Y/N turns towards him with a smile on her face, “Hey, Cam-” She can’t continue because he instantly pulls her in for a mini make-out session in the middle of the hallway.

The bustle of the hallway pauses to see the new reveal of Y/N and Rafe dating. A mixture of disappointed groans and encouraging hollers fill the hallway which makes the two pull away. “Let’s go to the bookstore. We can get the books for class and you can recommend me a book for the comparative essay we need to do as a final,” Rafe proposes, taking hold of her hand and tugging her towards their lockers to get their stuff to go. Y/N gleams at the idea, “Only if we can read in the hammock when we get back to my place.” Rafe chuckles at her excitement and ignores the stare as people step aside to create a path for them to walk.

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Rafe is driving back to Y/N’s house from the bookstore when he hears a screech come from the passenger seat. “STOP THE CAR.” This causes him to panic and slam on the breaks. His hand comes out protectively in front of Y/N so her head wouldn’t hit the dashboard. “Y/N, you can’t scream like that when I’m driving,” he chides, looking over to check if she is okay. She doesn’t reply as she flings the door open and runs towards a small blob on the side of the road. Rafe quickly unbuckles his seatbelt and follows her out of the car. He approaches her and sees what’s in her arms. She turns toward him with a puppy nuzzled close to her chest. From where he is standing, it looks like a gray and black border collie with spots on the gray and electric blue eyes. Rafe knew what she was about to ask for, “No, my rose. I literally just got my car detailed.” “But the poor baby is all alone. What if he gets hurt?” She uses a baby tone and waves the little guy’s paw. “Would your parents even let you keep him?” he questions.

“If I ask nicely, they will. Especially if he is an orphan all alone on the side of the road. What if he got hit by a car? Could you, in good conscience, drive away knowing that possibility?”

He knew he lost the argument when both the puppy and Y/N give him puppy dog eyes, “Okay, fine. We can put him in my car, but I want you to take him to the vet first to get him checked out and to check for a chip. Wouldn’t want the little guy to give you fleas or something.”

Y/N lets out an excited squeal as she runs over to him to give him a hug, then jumps into the car, cuddling her new friend. Rafe follows her back into the car and changes directions toward the vet clinic. “I’m going to name him Sparky.”

“Yeah, why?”

“Because his eyes are so blue, it’s almost electric and electricity can make a spark. Plus, he looks like he has a real spark of life in him. He looks energetic.”

“I can see that, it makes sense.”

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After a vet visit and a trip to the pet store, Rafe and Y/N return to her house with their spoils of war. Mason comes downstairs to check on them, “Damn, good thing I got a ride from Topper. You guys took forever at the bookstore. Wait, where did that dog come from?” Y/N smiles and puts Sparky down on the ground after closing the front door. “This is Sparky and he is your nephew. Isn’t he cute?” Sparky excitedly runs over to Mason to examine his new environment. “That still doesn’t explain where you got him from. Please tell me you didn’t steal another dog.” Rafe interrupts this time, “That was one time and she was six. But she found Sparky on the side of the road. The vet says he has no chip and is healthy, so your sister wanted to take him home.”

Mason lets out a small sigh of relief and finally lets himself crouch down to pet the attention-seeking puppy. He doesn’t have to worry about returning Sparky to an angry owner. Sparky immediately rolls over and begs the boy for a belly rub. “I guess he is cute, but I’m not picking up his poop,” Mason confesses while obeying the pup’s wishes. At this time, Marvin and Cassie arrive home to find the newest Y/L/N family member. “Uh-oh, did Y/N/N steal another dog again?” Marvin jokes, approaching the dog with his wife. Y/N feigns offence, “Dad! That was one time!” “And it was adorable. But if he isn’t stolen, where did you get him from?” the twins’ mother asks, giving the dog the attention he wants. Y/N explains the story all over again to her parents, who are more than happy to let the dog stay seeing as they’ve always wanted a dog but never felt a connection with any other dog. Sparky’s excitement causes him to appear to be the perfect match for the family.

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The first full day of school is today and Y/N couldn’t wait for this school year to be over. With a full day of classes and her first student council meeting of this year, her day is going to be very busy. Her first period of the day is ancient history, which she, thankfully, has with Lacey, who is surprisingly a fiend for mythology. “I’m so excited for this class. It would be so interesting to learn more about Mayan and Aztec culture. I heard they had an influence on modern Mexican food. I think next summer I should see if I could do a cooking internship down in Mexico. And you should come too. Y/N/N, you would love the beaches there,” Lacey confesses, sitting in front with Y/N. Y/N smiles at the idea, “Ohh, a graduation girl’s trip would be so fun. Although, I’m worried about how Ms. Baker marks. I hear she is extremely strict with how she grades. If she doesn’t like your writing, she will mark the answer wrong.”

“You love a challenge, though. Don’t worry too much about it. We can work together to beat the system.”

“Definitely. We always think better when we put our heads together.”

“So, did you want to watch a movie tonight?”

“Hmm, maybe. I have studying to catch up on.”

“Oh, come on, Y/N/N. This is the first full day of school. How can you already have stuff to catch up on?”

“Well, I just want to get ahead so that I know I understand everything and don’t have to worry if I fall behind. But I guess we can do a movie night. As long as we watch Knives Out. I’m in the mood for a mystery. You can even sleep over.”

The plans for tonight are set in stone and the conversation ends when Ms. Baker enters the classroom and begins her lesson.

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Once ancient history is over, Y/N went to her next class by herself. The bell rings signalling the end of math class. The teen packs her things up and heads towards the cafe, which is just the cafeteria but the school wants to make it sound fancier. She makes a stop to the bathroom before going to her final destination. She is finishing up in the stall when she hears the bathroom door open and the middle of a conversation enters the room as well. “I can’t believe Rafe is actually dating that boring book nerd. I don’t see how she could satisfy his more sexual desires,” a shrill and high-pitched voice, Y/N recognizes as Molly Hudson, notes. She hears shuffling toward the sink before a lower-pitched voice responds, “I know right? From what you told me about Rafe in bed, I don’t know if that slow innocent little prude could keep up with him.” That voice belongs to Hannah Barns, Molly’s best friend and minion. Y/N has heard enough and she is not just going to pretend like she is not there.

Y/N bursts out of the bathroom stall; her annoyance evident on her face. “I really don’t think that mine and Rafe’s personal business matter to you guys. Just because our relationship is public; does not mean you have any right to any sort of ownership over us. I know that Rafe hurt you by not talking to you after you guys slept together, but it is no excuse to say things about me behind my back. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go enjoy my lunch.” Y/N walks out of the bathroom without so much as a pause to see what else they had to say. Most people would’ve felt insecure knowing that Molly has slept with her boyfriend; however, Y/N feels very secure in her relationship with Rafe. She knows that he has a long string of girls who have had their hearts broken by him because they expected a relationship and he didn’t. But she knows what he feels for her is actually genuine emotion; she could see it in how he looks at her and treats her ever since they started dating.

Her scowl has not left her face as she sits down in between Rafe and Mason at the lunch table with Lacey, Topper, and Kelce sitting across from the trio. “Who spoiled your book?” Topper puns, noticing the look on Y/N’s face. Y/N reaches for the lunch tray that Mason procured for her with thanks, “Ugh, just Molly and Hannah being little gossiping hens.” “Seriously? Do you want me to deal with them?” Rafe straightens his back and wraps his arm protectively around her. “Nah, don’t worry about it. I put them in their place. I’m going to have to get used to it anyways. It comes with the territory of dating the Kook Prince of the Outer Banks,” she replies, resting her head on his should with a sigh.

Taglist: @itsalexwin @sublimepenguinpeach-blog @gillybear17 @terraeluce @f4ll-for-you

#thorn in my side rose in my hand #rafe cameron #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron fanfiction #rafe cameron imagine #rafe cameron series #rafe cameron x you #outer banks rafe #outer banks x reader #outer banks x you #outer banks fanfiction

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Walkerverse Character Tier List

Hello Walker Family! I'm here announcing the beginning of the Walkerverse Character Tier List series!

I've created a list of characters from Walker and Walker: Independence to put in a tier list ranking. I will be releasing a series of polls with all these characters (including pictures and brief reminders of their roles) to determine which Tier List ranking they get. Whichever option from S to F gets the most votes will become the official ranking of that character.

Here is the criteria I used to select the characters I'm putting in the poll series:

They must have a name on the imdb page

They must have a minimum of two appearances

I have to remember them, regardless of their appearance count

Single appearances that were special/memorable will also be included (ex: Uncle Willy, Minnie Jayne)

The rankings will be as follows:

S tier: Best character in the show, love them with all my heart, they can do literally nothing wrong

A tier: Beloved blorbo, one of my favorites, I'd want to be friends with them if they were real

B tier: I like them, but I have my critiques. A good character that I mostly enjoy

C tier: Mid character, not the biggest fan of them but I won't complain when they show up

D tier: I don't like them. I have many criticisms of their actions and personality. I may even dislike whole episodes because of them

F tier: Literally the worst character in the entire show. Hate them. Much dislike. I fastforward over them on rewatches.

I currently have pictures (for the poll and the complete tierlist that I will link when it is public) for 39 of the 120+ characters I put on the list, so that's where I will be starting. I will include the full list of all the characters from both shows below the cut along with the taglist.

The first poll will go up on Monday, September 23rd! Can't wait to see what you guys think!

@theladywyn, @jaredwalkertexasranger, @laf-outloud, @aborddelimpala, @mysterybeau, @sweet-sammy-kisses, @kickingitwithkirk, @rhl74, @peachparakeet, @dumb-fawkin-bitch, @loveforwomenstuff, @low-soduimfreak, @ihavepointysticks, @waywardmaslow, @arte-mishuntress, @the-slythering-raven, @deeranger, @duo-kun, @inafieldofdaisies, @not-your-housekeeper98, @nancymcl, @sammysnaughtygirl

Walker:

Cordell Walker

Liam Walker

Abeline Walker

Bonham Walker

Stella Walker

August Walker

Larry James

Trey Barnett

Geri Broussard

Cassie Perez

Micki Ramirez

Colton Davidson

Ben Perez

Dan Miller

Denise Davidson

Emily Walker

Todd

Gale Davidson

Stan Morrison

Clay Cooper

Clint West

Kelly James

Kevin Golden

Isabel Munoz

Bret

Trevor Strand

Ruby

Detective David Luna

Julia Johnson

Hoyt Rawlins

Twyla Jean

Sadie Yoo

Witt

Connie

Faye

DJ James

Keesha Barnett

Carlos Mendoza

Officer Randall

Dr. Adriana Ramirez

Sean

Serano

Earl

Mercedes Ruiz

Miles Vyas

Coach Bobby

Principal Heaney

Byron Santos

Garrison (GM)

Nate Smith

Tessa Graves

Crystal West

Cali

Rita

Lana Jones

Tommy Adams

Jaxon Davis

Grant McLawson

Neo

Mike

Horace

Alma Munoz

Fenton Cole

Shannon

Lorezno Munoz

Snyder

Oswald

Marv Davidson

Jim

Mr. Golden

Spider

William

Owen Campbell

Minnie Jayne

Maybelline

Mehar

Henry

Becca Furgeson

Joanna Rawlins

Cole Tillman

Rebecca Tillman

Walker: Independence:

Abigail Walker

Hoyt Rawlins

Kate Carver

Tom Davidson

Augustus

Calian

Kai

Lucia Reyes

Shane Davidson

Hagan

Chief Taza

Francis Reyes

Luis Reyes

Ruby

Nascha

Ethan (Pinkerton Detective)

Salty Dog

Molly Sullivan

Anna Maria Reyes

Cordell the Horse

Burlesque Dancers

Teresa Davidson

Matthew

Jacob

Otis Clay

Martha Sullivan

Griffin

Liam Collins

Eli McDowd

Charlotte “Charlie” Collins

Gil Santiago

Randall

Lily

Stella Rawlins

Wordell Calker

Olivia

Topsannah

Amos Acorn

Parker Briggs

Judge Parker

Kirby Smith

Andrew Jones

Judge Carter

#walker #walker: independence #walkerverse #walkerverse tier list #walker family #walker event

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ddb-celiapalma · 9 months

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Canto a Vozes de Mulheres

Poéticas do Canto Polifónico

vimeo

(documentário, 2019)

“Canto a vozes de mulheres” designação criada numa sessão plenária no dia 1 de março de 2020 por cerca de 360 cantadeiras para referir uma expressão vocal coletiva, com três ou mais vozes polifónicas sem acompanhamento instrumental, mantida viva por mulheres, por vezes com o apoio de homens nas vozes mais graves, ao longo de sucessivas gerações, em comunidades do centro e norte de Portugal continental. Nas comunidades onde se faz cantar e ouvir, o canto a vozes de mulheres tem designações distintas, sendo conhecido como cantada, cantaraço, cantaréu, cantarola, cantarolo, cantedo, cantiga, cantiga em lote, cantoria, cramol, moda, modas de campo, ou terno.

Este tipo de canto é considerado dos mais raros e únicos na Europa.

No século XXI, o canto a vozes de mulheres vincula as cantadeiras e os cantadores na salvaguarda do saber fazer tradicional, na coesão das comunidades em que se inserem e na desocultação do papel das mulheres nos processos e práticas culturais, nomeadamente ao atualizar o conhecimento e memória coletivos no espaço público das suas comunidades.

Desde o início do século XX, foi extensamente documentado nas coleções de transcrições musicais e registos sonoros de folcloristas, etnógrafos, coletores e músicos como Gonçalo Sampaio, Armando Leça, Vergílio Pereira, Artur Santos, Michel Giacometti, Fernando Lopes-Graça, José Alberto Sardinha e Tiago Pereira.

Canto a Vozes de Mulheres entrou na lista do Património Cultural Imaterial português

(dezembro 2023)

"É um património riquíssimo, que não é divulgado, a maior parte dos portugueses não o conhece e ele é muito extenso e faz parte da nossa identidade enquanto povo e especificamente enquanto mulheres", defende a vice-presidente da Associação de Canto a Vozes - Fala de Mulheres, Margarida Antunes, que define este canto de trabalho, "que passa de forma oral, de mãe para filhas e netas", como um canto de superação, "um canto de liberdade".

O Canto a Vozes de Mulheres, "não é exclusivo de mulheres, é inclusivo, há homens, mas é um tipo de canto que começou nos trabalhos agrícolas, que era essencialmente realizado por mulheres".

O canto "era usado para aliviarem o trabalho e as dores do trabalho, para estimularem outras mulheres, para se incentivarem e desafiarem, no fundo, era um canto libertador".

Estes cantos de mulheres tiveram um papel central na sociedade rural agro-pastoril durante séculos, até aos anos 80 e 90, do século XX: faziam-se ouvir no trabalho agrícola coletivo, das sementeiras às colheitas, na apanha da azeitona, na limpeza e preservação das florestas e nas festas e rituais religiosos como a “Encomendação das Almas”. O progressivo desaparecimento desses contextos performativos conduziu ao progressivo silenciamento do canto a vozes de mulheres.

"As mulheres viviam fechadas nos trabalhos domésticos e a cuidar dos filhos e depois na agricultura e era lá que soltavam o canto e se expressavam". Era um canto de liberdade.

O Grupo de Cantares de Manhouce, em São Pedro do Sul, distrito de Viseu, é dos grupos mais conhecidos graças ao trabalho da Isabel Silvestre.

O trabalho de Isabel Silvestre parte da ideia de registar o canto de Manhouce e das terras da sua infância. Cantora que co-fundou em 1978 o Grupo de Cantares e Trajes de Manhouce.

fonte: https://www.publico.pt/2023/12/14/culturaipsilon/noticia/canto-vozes-mulheres-entrou-lista-patrimonio-cultural-imaterial-portugues-2073757

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tina-aumont · 8 months

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Los Orígenes de la família Gracia

[Joaquín Gracia Anadón y María Antónia García Martín bisabuelos de Tina Aumont]

Joaquín Gracia Anadón - bisabuelo de Tina Aumont por parte de madre -, nació el 23 de mayo de 1841 en el municipio de Estercuel (Teruel), hijo de Pablo Gracia González, de la misma naturaleza, y de Tomasa Anadón Andrés, nacida en La Mata de los Olmos (Teruel). Sus abuelos paternos fueron Pedro Pablo Gracia y Ramona González, los maternos, Joaquín y María Teresa Andrés. Era bisnieto de Francisco Gracia e Isabel Ana Luño y de Francisco Anadón e Isabel Julve. Tomasa Anadón Andrés murió en Muniesa (Teruel) el 8 de mayo de 1867.

María Antonia García Martín - bisabuela de Tina Aumont por parte de madre -, nació en Garafía (La Palma), el 28 de septiembre de 1842. Era hija de Francisco Agustín García Medina y de María Antonia Martín Sánchez.

Cuando Joaquín Gracia Anadón tenía quince meses falleció su padre y junto a su madre se trasladó a casa de unos tíos en La Mata de los Olmos (Teruel), donde vivió durante su infancia y juventud. A la edad de 21 años fue llamado a filas e ingresa en el Batallón de Alcaníz. Más tarde fue enviado a la guerra de la isla de Santo Domingo y, terminada esta pasó a la isla de Cuba.

En Cuba conoció a María Antonia García Martín, que era natural de Garafía (las Palmas), ella era la mujer que sería su esposa.

Ambos contrajeron matrimonio, en la Iglesia de Nuestra Señora de la Luz de Garafía, el 17 de junio de 1872, inscrito en el Registro Civil del mismo municipio el 22 de abril de 1875. Establecieron el domicilio familiar en la Lomada de Santo Domingo, en el municipio de Garafia, lugar donde aún hoy se conserva la vivienda familiar.

El matrimonio del aragonés y la canaria tuvo seis hijos:

1. Isidoro, nacido el 3 de abril de 1873 2. Aquilino, nacido el 3 de enero de 1875 3. Tomasa, nacida el 31 de diciembre de 1876 4. Joaquín, nacido el 9 de mayo de 1878 5. Gaudencia, nacida el 12 de febrero de 1882 6. Agustín, que falleció menor

María Antonia García Martín, murió en Garafía el 21 de marzo de 1904, a los 61 años.

Joaquín Gracia Anadón, murió en Garafía, el 28 de febrero de 1913, a los 72 años de edad, de hemorragia cerebral.

[Isidoro Gracia García, abuelo materno de Tina Aumont, fotografiado en su juventud]

Isidoro Gracia García nace en Garafía el 3 de abril de 1873, hijo de Joaquín Gracia Anadón, natural de Estercuel (Teruel), y de María Antonia García Martín, natural de Garafía, en la isla de La Palma.

Cuando Isidoro sólamente tenía diez años de edad fue sometido a un interrogatorio judicial, respecto del incendio de la Casa Consistorial de Garafía, cuyos cargos habían sido imputados a su padre. Este hecho, debió marcar de por vida a Isidoro Gracia García.

Las dificultades económicas de la familia obligaron a Isidoro y a su hermano Joaquín a emigrar en busca de fortuna, primero a Cuba y posteriormente a la República Dominicana, donde fijaron su residencia en la localidad de Barahona alrederores de 1904.

Isidoro se estableció como «comerciante de mucho crédito». Se dedicó a los prósperos negocios del textil y a la exportación de madera guayacán (Lignum vitae).

Su capacidad empresarial y sus facultades humanas le valieron el nombramiento por el entonces ministro de Estado (hoy, ministro de Asuntos Exteriores) como vicecónsul honorario, previa solicitud del Real Consulado de España en el país.

En Barahona fue donde Isidoro conoció a la que se convertiría en su compañera y, tras casi 16 años de convivencia, en su esposa, María Teresa Vidal Recio. Fruto de esta unión nacieron diez hijos. Isidoro y María Teresa contrayeron matrimonio el 7 de enero de 1925, para entonces ya habían nacido la mayoría de sus hijos. La segunda de estos fue María África Gracia Vidal, más conocida como María Montez en la gran pantalla, y los dos últimos vendrían después: Jaime, en 1927, y Teresa, en 1930.

A parte de esta numerosa descendencia, Isidoro tuvo otros dos hijos extramatrimoniales (Orbito y Gaudencio), y acogió a Antonio López (Toño), huérfano de un gran amigo. Se trataba así, de una gran familia.

Isidoro Gracia García fallece en Barahona en 1933.

[María África Gracia Vidal fotografiada en 1930 antes de dar su salto a la fama]

A la orilla del mar Caribe, en Barahona (República Dominicana), nació, el 6 de junio de 1912, María África Gracia Vidal, hija del canario Isidoro Gracia García y de Teresa María Vidal, natural de Baní. Según sus biógrafos dominicanos, su nombre de pila fue deseo de su padre «en homenaje a su tierra natal, la Isla de la Palma (una de las Islas Canarias), que aunque pertenezca a España está localizada en el continente africano».

María fue la segunda de once hermanos: Isidoro, María África, Aquilino, Joaquín, David, Ada, Consuelo, Luz, Luis, Jaime y Teresita.

Desde pequeña, la futura actriz mostró interés por el teatro y el cine. Llegó a escribir pequeñas obras dramáticas que representaba ante sus amigos y familia. Aprendió inglés sin profesor alguno, contando sólo con asiduas lecturas en revistas y periódicos. Aún con estudios básicos, se atrevió con la publicación de tres libros y varios poemas sueltos, que firmaba con su verdadero nombre, María África Gracia.

Durante su vida María Montez mantuvo correspondencia con su primo Armando Gracia San Fiel (1913-1997) que residía en Madrid; las cartas muestran la personalidad sencilla de la actriz, próxima, comunicativa y curiosa por sus familiares palmeros coincidiendo con el momento en que ya se encontraba en la cumbre de su carrera cinematográfica.

La estrella también tuvo siempre presentes sus raíces aragonesas. En una carta de 1944 a su primo residente en Madrid, María contempla como posibles destinos para darle un hogar confortable a su madre "Barcelona o Teruel". En otro documento, afirma que está "muerta de curiosidad" por conocer todos los detalles posibles de la familia Gracia, un apellido "muy aragonés", según explica la investigadora María Victoria Hernández.

Entre los documentos analizados por la investigadora, Maria Victoria Hernandez, destaca una carta de 1944 en la que se puede leer: "Tan pronto se acabe la maldita guerra -la II Guerra Mundial-, mamá piensa ir a vivir a España, tal vez a Barcelona o Teruel para formar un hogar donde esté nuestra familia". En otra misiva de 1945 se interesa por "si hay buena universidad en Zaragoza" ante la expectativa de que estudien allí tres hermanos pequeños de la artista. También pide información sobre cuánto costaría en la capital aragonesa "alquilar un apartamento chico", y pregunta "cómo es el clima y qué tal es la vida allí".

María Montez se sentía orgullosa de su sangre paterna. Cuando en 1949 le preguntaron, en el Festival de Cine de Venecia, su verdadera nacionalidad, respondió:

«Pero, hijo mío, ¿de dónde cree usted que soy? ¿Acaso turca? Mi padre, palmero, y mi madre, dominicana, y mi verdadero apellido, Gracia. Esto de “Montez” es el postizo para el cine y el teatro»

El cariño por sus orígenes lo demuestra cuando, unos días antes de su muerte, el productor español Cesáreo González le ofrece hacer la película “La maja de Goya”. María declara a la prensa que la filmaría con su auténtico apellido, Gracia, y responde a un periodista francés: «Me eduqué en Santa Cruz de Tenerife, y he tenido siempre para todo lo español verdadera admiración. […] estoy segura que allí todos verán muy bien que yo trabaje con mi verdadero nombre, pero a nadie le habrá de satisfacer tanto como a mí».

Foto de la inauguración de la exposición de María Montez, con la presencia del Sr. Alcalde Yeray Rodríguez, y de dos primas segundas de María Montez, Pilar García Pombrol y Pilar Cabrera Pombrol. Garafía, octubre de 2012. Del blog Garafia@s.

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Fuentes consultadas:

Las raíces Turolenses de una diva (Heraldo, 26.10.2008)

Los Orígenes palmeros de la actriz María Montez (October/November 2009)

Personalidades Garafianas (12.2012)

La Exposición de María Montez viaja a Gran Canaria (El Apurón, 21.11.2013)

Dos Actrices Internacionales descendientes de un Luño (Plenas Zaragoza 14.12.2016)

Fotos del libro "María Montez La Reina del Tecnicolor", de Antonio Pérez Arnay (Filmoteca Canaria 1995) - Las fotos de este libro no están sujetas a ningún copyright.

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fairytale-poll · 11 months

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ROUND 1 INFO

Round 1 will be posted between Friday, November 10th and Thursday, November 16th. It will be split between 4 sets, each set being posted on a different day. There will be a total of 128 participants (32 participants in each individual set) divided in 64 polls (16 polls in each individual set). By the end of Round 1, 64 participants will make it to Round 2 while the rest will be sent to the Shadow Realm where their souls will be tormented for eternity. Each poll will last a week. As the sets are posted, I will link them below.

ROUND 1A

Cinderella (Disney's Cinderella Animated) vs. Ella (Disney's Cinderella Live-Action Remake)

Hatsune Miku as Cinderella (Various Songs) (Vocaloid) vs. Hello Kitty as Cinderella (Hello Kitty no Cinderella)

Cinderella/Aschenputtel/Cendrillon (German/General European Fairytale Variant) vs. Vasilisa the Beautiful (Russian/East European Fairytale Variant)

Rhodopis (Greek Fairytale Variant) vs. Ye Xian (Chinese Fairytale Variant)

Hamupipőke (Hungarian Fairytale Variant) vs. Eun Ha Won (Cinderella with Four Knights)

Mireleh (The Way Meat Loves Salt by Nina Jaffe/Louise August) vs. Settarah (The Persian Cinderella by Shirley Climo/Robert Florczak)

Cendrillon (Otogi-Juushi Akazukin) vs. Leila Takashiro (Hime Chen! Otogi Chikku Idol Lilpri)

Hoshizora Miyuki / "Cure Happy" as Cinderella (Smile PreCure/Glitter Force) vs. Mofurun as "Mofurella" (Mahou Tsukai PreCure)

Giselle Lai (Cinderelle) vs. Isabell Heartwell (Cinder's Ball)

Cinderella (Grimms Notes) vs. Cinderella Mary Skelter)

Queen Cinderella Charming (The Land of Stories by Chris Colfer) vs. Ella of Maidenvale / Cinderella (The School for Good and Evil by Soman Chainani)

Eleanor / Cinderella (The Wide-Awake Princess by E.D. Baker) vs. Elegant "Ella" Herringbone Coach (Disenchanted: The Trials of Cinderella by Megan Morrison)

Vassa (Vassa in the Night by Sarah Porter) vs. Vasilisa "Vasya" Petrovna (The Winternight trilogy by Katherine Arden)

Cinderella (Fables) vs. Cinderella "Cindy" Baxter (The Sisters Grimm)

Mia Basile (Cinderella the Cat) vs. Rose Cinderella (Regal Academy)

Maria Aparecida "Cida" dos Santos Souza (Cheias de Charme) vs. La Cenerentola (La Cenerento Laossia La Bontà in Trionfo)

ROUND 1B

Ella of Frell (Ella Enchanted book by Gail Carson Levine) vs. Ella of Frell (Ella Enchanted movie)

Cinderellis (Cinderellis and the Glass Hill by Gail Carson Levine) vs. Danielle Whiteshore (nee de Glas) (Princess series by Jim C. Hines)

Imogen Keegan (Damsel Distressed by Kelsey Macke) vs. Jess Parker (The Cinderella Society by Kay Cassidy)

Cinderella/Prinzessin (Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Monsters & Yu-Gi-Oh! TCG) vs. Fairy Tail - Rella (Yu-Gi-Oh! TCG)

Cindy (How to Save Your Tail by Mary Elizabeth Hanson) vs. Cinderumpelstiltskin (The Stinky Cheese Man by Jon Scieszka/Lane Smith)

Cinder Edna (Cinder Edna by Ellen Jackson) vs. Cinderella (Cinderella Penguin, or, the Little Glass Flipper by Janet Perlman)

Cindy (If the Shoe Fits by Julie Murphy) vs. Elle Wittimer (Geekerella by Ashley Poston)

Bronwyn Murdoch (The Prince Who Loved Me by Karen Hawkins) vs. Sophie Beckett (An Offer From a Gentleman by Julia Quinn)

Ella (Cinder Ella by S.T. Lynn) vs. Cynthia "Cyn" Robinson (Cinders) (Sapphic Fairy Tales by Cara Malone)

Lucinda Jarvis (Grimm) vs. Queen Cinderella (10th Kingdom)

Sam Montgomery (A Cinderella Story) vs. Mary Santiago (Another Cinderella Story)

Katie Gibbs (A Cinderella Story: Once Upon a Song) vs. Cinderella (Cinderella 2021)

Cinderella (Bad Cinderella) vs. Ella (Happily N'Ever After)

Ella (The Glass Slipper) vs. Cinderella (The Slipper and the Rose)

Ashlynn Ella (Ever After High) vs. Threadarella (Monster High: Scarily Ever After)

Danielle de Barbarac (Ever After) vs. Popelka (Three Wishes for Cinderella)

ROUND 1C

Miss Piggy as "Lady Holiday" (The Great Muppet Caper) vs. CinderElmo (Sesame Street: CinderElmo)

Minnie Mouse as "Minnie-rella" (Mickey Mouse Clubhouse) vs. Baby Gonzo as "Gonzo-rella" (Muppet Babies 2018)

Brittany Miller as Cinderella (Alvin and the Chipmunks) vs. Scrooge McDuck as "Scroogerello" (Ducktales)

Chuckie Finster as "Finsterella" (Rugrats) vs. Cinderella (Sabrina: The Animated Series)

Fella (Cinderfella) vs. Popeye the Sailor Man as "Cinderfella" (Popeye the Sailor man: Ancient Fishtory)

Betty Boop as Cinderella (Betty Boop: Poor Cinderella) vs. Cinderella (Swing Shift Cinderella)

Barbie as Cinderella (Barbie Dolls) vs. Yasmin as Cinderella (Bratz: Kids Fairy Tales)

Cinderella (Collector Plates) vs. Ella (Total Drama: Pahkitew Island)

Touya Kinomoto as Cinderella (Cardcaptor Sakura) vs. Saki Hanajima as "Cinderella-ish" (Fruits Basket)

Reki Kyan as "Cindereki" (Sk8 the Infinity) vs. Mettaton as Cinderella (Undertale)

Cinderella (Stand of Aya Tsuji) (Jojo's Biazzre Adventure Part 4: Diamond is Unbreakable) vs. Cendrillon (Persona of Sumi Yoshizawa/Violet) (Persona 5)

Cinderella (Once Upon a Crime) vs. Dulcie Hastings (nee Duveen) aka Cinderella (Murder on the Links) (Hercule Poirot series by Agatha Christie)

Scarecrow as "Scarecrowella" (D'Ocon Mumfie) vs. Ella Brown (Just Ella by Margaret Peterson Haddix)

Princess Petra / Spinstress as "Spinderella" (Earth-423) (Marvel Comics) vs. Cinderella (Girl Genius Fairytale Theater Break: Cinderella)

Cendrillon (Cendrillon by Telephone) vs. Cinderella (Cinderella by The Cheetah Girls)

Harper Finkle as "Harperella" (Wizards of Waverly Place) vs. Morgan Philip (Disenchanted)

ROUND 1D

Cinderella (Dimension 20: Neverafter) vs. Cinders (Once Upon a Time in Space by the Mechanisms)

Linh Cinder / Selene Blackburn (The Lunar Chronicles by Marissa Meyer) vs. Cinderella (Rodgers & Hammerstein's Cinderella 1997)

Carrie White (Carrie by Stephen King) vs. Cinder Fall (RWBY)

Cinderella (Into the Woods) vs. Cinderella / Princess Ella / Ashley Boyd (Once Upon a Time)

Cinderella (Kingdom Hearts) vs. Cinderella (Shrek series)

Cinders (Cinders) vs. Lucette Riella Britton (Cinderella Phenomenon)

Cinderella (SINoALICE) vs. Cinderella (TAISHO x ALICE)

Cinderella (Sid Story) vs. Rin Hoshiora as Cinderella (Love Live)

Aisling "Ash" (Ash by Malinda Lo) vs. Xing Xing (Bound by Donna Jo Napoli)

Clara (Confessions of an Ugly Stepsister by Gregory Maguire) vs. Ella Saturday (Witches Abroad) (Discworld series by Terry Pratchett)

Euphemia "Effie" Reeves (Ten Thousand Stitches by Olivia Atwater) vs. Kate Kassell / Nate Ganymede (After the Ball)

Cinderella (Burn the Witch) vs. Shindou Rei (Boku wa Ohime-sama ni Narenai)

Cinderella (Cinderella Monogatari) vs. Haine Otomiya / "Seashore Cinderella" (The Gentleman's Alliance Cross)

Ghauri (Azure Striker Gunvolt) vs. Miyo Saimori (My Happy Marriage)

Ashley Vans (A Wicked Tale of Cinderella's Stepmom / I Raised Cinderella Preciously) vs. Cinciarell Winchestion (Don't Call Javotte an Evil Stepsister)

Cinderella (Blood Bank) vs. Itsumi Tachibana (You Are My Princess)

#cinderpoll #round 1 #poll tournament #poll bracket #character polls #polls #cinderella

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"Now, no offense, but I can't see many people wanting a bank teller dead." Mari's eyebrow quirks up as if they just told a particularly funny joke, "So I'm willing to bet this has to do with the whole lost heir thing and not the whole shitty interest rates thing."

About professions in Reaper's Bay.

Your profession does change quite a few things, actually!

You can work at a bookstore by the bay, where you'll meet the RO Jayanta/Jayanti Abbas. You work for an older woman named Ada van de Laar who occasionally bakes you both sweets and also lets you rent the apartment above the shop for dirt cheap.

As a bank teller, your manager Rafael Heeren and co-worker/loan officer Vincent Erkens are occasional shitheads. It's alright, though, because you can afford a great apartment in the town square. That and your other co-worker and fellow teller Elisabeth “Elsie” Rietveld is one of your best friends in the whole world.

When you're a clerk at the local grocer, you work for an older man named Frederik Braam by the bay. He lets you rent out the back room cheaply and gives you free produce before it expires. You're also about to get a new co-worker, the RO Mica Fevre.

Assassins get money, which allows you to live comfortably with the upper class in Norwick's ritzy area dubbed the hills. You're also decent friends with fellow assassin Striker, who might come in handy if you maintain a good relationship.

As an informant, you deal in information, which can be as deadly as any weapon. You live in the hills, and your best friend is fellow informant Isabel van Alst, whose codename is Scarlet. She cares about you a lot, enough to stick her neck out for you even.

Thieves don't get a lot of respect in Norwick until they make it big, but for now, the street kids have your back. As well as one young, single mother named Lydia Tillens who has a sharp eye and a willingness to help find marks as long as her child stays fed. You've had a few run-ins with RO Elias/Eliana Santos, too, and they haven't all been pleasant.

Smugglers working for RO Nishant/Nisha Kumar are rarely touched in Norwick, simply because most fear the backlash that would come from the captain of the Red Fortune. Fellow smuggler Henrika "Rika" de Witt is your next-door neighbor down by the bay who's always good for a laugh.

#reapersbayif #interactive fiction #if wip #twine game #the professions impact a lot as the game goes on #choose wisely ;)

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avengersfluff02 · 8 months

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Ticklish Mermaid Secret

This is my second fic, and some feedback would greatly appreciated. I know that I switch between first and third person a lot, I just find it easier to write in first person. If you sent in requests, I see them and I will start working on them! I also have some headcanons about the different Mako Mermaid and H2O: Just Add Water characters and cast, and other shows characters and casts, so let me know what you want to see.

Word Count: 1,624 words

I was the youngest cast member of the Mako Mermaids and had been in a few episodes of H2O: Just Add Water. Since I grew up with the Mako Mermaids cast, and played Rita Santos’s daughter Chloe, I considered them a second family. When the show ended in 2016, I was very sad and had the cast promise me that we would also stay in touch, and they gave me a moon ring to remember them by. I made a promise that I would wear the ring everyday, whether it be on my fingers (middle or index), or on a necklace. It is true that they would visit me occasionally, but I missed being in Australia filming with everyone.

One day, when I was hanging out alone in my house during summer break, my phone rang, and I picked it up surprised, seeing that it was my agent Maya.

“Hi Y/N! Are you excited and ready to go?” Maya asked.

“I am excited to hear your voice, but ready to go where exactly?” I asked really confused.

I could hear Maya’s smile in her voice as she answered, “Mako Mermaids got renewed with a crossover from H2O: Just Add Water, that might lead both shows into a movie!” Maya waited for my reaction and giggled as I screamed.

“When do I leave, does anyone else know that I’m coming, I want to surprise them if they don’t” so many things were spilling out of my mouth, that Maya started laughing.

“You leave tonight, and no, no one in both casts know that you’re coming back,” Maya ended up briefing me, and then I went and packed, and I made sure to wear my ring on my necklace, and then I was off to Australia.

On the plane, I spent my time overthinking seeing the cast again, as I hadn’t seen most of them since I was 14 (or in the case of H2O, when I was 7), watching Netflix, Max (formally HBO Max), listening to music and podcasts, and reading. When the plane landed, I went to a hotel and started to make a plan on how I would surprise the rest of the cast.

Since we were meeting in a park at 11:00, I knew that I had to get there before them, and find a place to hide. I ended up taking an Uber from the hotel to the park at 10:00. I was trying to decide whether to hide in a tree or under a bush, when I heard footsteps. I quickly climbed up the tree, and looked down as my cast mates started getting set up for a picnic. I desperately wanted to join, but wanted to watch for a few minutes.

When it seemed like everyone was engrossed in talking and catching up with new and old cast mates, I decided that it was time to come down from my tree. Only problem? I was forgetting to keep my noises to myself, as I descended, and my cast mates were starting to figure out that something was amiss.

“Eek!” I let out a startled hum as my foot slipped, but I fortunately caught my footing.

“Did you hear something?” Lucy Fry asked Ivy Latimer.

“Nah, it must’ve been the wind," Ivy replied, smiling.

I had finally made it down the tree, and suddenly feeling really nervous, began to walk as quietly as I could toward the group. I wanted to speak, but couldn’t find any words, so I tried to have my actions speak for me. Unfortunately, Isabel Durant saw me, but I quickly put my finger to my mouth. Instead of saying anything, she turned her attention back to her conversation with Allie Bertram, in which I was relieved.

I decided to come up behind Claire Holt and Phoebe Tonkin, but I forgot that they were on The Originals together, and in a second, I was pinned on my back. I saw some tiny recognition in Claire’s eyes, as I tried to get my necklace out.

“It’s me, Y/N” I whined.

“Y/N, what are you doing here?” Chai Romruen asked as he helped me up.

“Is it really you?” Indiana Evans asked. “If it really is you, show us something to prove it”.

“I can prove it”, I said as I took out and showed the cast my necklace. “Ever since you guys gave me my moon ring as a parting gift on the last day of set, I’ve never taken it off”, I finished as I started to fiddle with it. “My agent told me that we were getting renewed, and I wanted to surprise you all, but I guess it backfired on me” I added on, shrugging.

“You did surprise us, but we are so happy to see you”, my on-screen mom Kerith Atkinson told me while hugging me.

“You’ve grown so much since I last saw you” Indiana mused.

“Yeah, a lot’s happened, and I’m going to be a senior in college in a few months,” I replied to gasps of awe and shock.

I saw the original mermaids from H2O (Cariba Heine, Claire, Phoebe, and Indiana give each other sly glances, but I was too content talking with Amy Ruffle to pay attention.

“Hey Y/N?”, Cariba sweetly asked, bringing me out of my conversation. When she was met with my confused face, she continued, “Are you still ticklish?”.

My blood instantly ran cold, and silently cursed Cariba for outing the secret that I had kept from the Mako Mermaid cast for so long. I gave her a blank stare and tried to move away from the group subtly.

“Based on everyone’s reactions, you haven’t told them, and also the fact that I can see the panic in your eyes confirms that you are, in fact, still ticklish”.

I remembered that running never helped in the past, but decided to try again for old times sake. To my credit, I got further than I usually do before hands closed around my waist and tackled me to the ground. I landed on my stomach, and I just laid there, knowing that if I moved, it would give access to my hips and ribs. Claire stayed by my side and made sure a hand was on my back holding me down, Phoebe held my legs down with help from Cariba, and Indiana held my arms. I couldn’t see what was behind me, until I felt extra weight on my back and arms.

“Thanks for helping Ivy and Lucy”, Phoebe said with laughter in her voice.

“You’re welcome, and Y/N, this is for all the pranks that you pulled on us and got away scot free with” Gemma Forsyth chuckled.

“You usually fight more Y/N, are you really giving up this easily?” Angus McLaren asked with curiosity.

“I’m just embarrassed,” I mumbled into the grass, blushing. “Just get it over with please”.

“As you wish”, Indiana slyly said.

Just like that, 80 fingers descended and started tickling my body. I didn’t realize that my cast mates were positioned near my feet, so as a reflex, I kicked out, and made contact with a stomach.

“Oof, she kicks!” Alex Cubis exclaimed to the original mermaids over my laughter.

“Yeah, we forgot to mention that” Phoebe shouted over me.

“Hahahahaha, whhwhy meeeehhh?!” I laughed out as I squirmed.

“Because you’re the youngest, and we missed out on this for a few years” Cariba answered like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

I was holding out nicely, I thought. As long as they don’t get to…

“AHHHH” I screamed as Lucy found the spot on the bottom of my back that made me spasm.

“Let’s not kill her yet mates”, the voice of Dominic Deutscher advised.

I took in as many breaths as I could, before I was flipped over onto my back and started up at Isabel, who had a smirk on her face.

“You like this, don’t you?” she asked me, and my face immediately went bright red.

With as much bravery as I could muster, I asked, “no, what are you talking about?”.

“Alright, hold her down for me,” Isabel laughed as she straddled me. Allie was positioned by my feet with Chai, Amy was by my knees and Gemma was by my thighs, Kerith Atkinson was holding my arms, Linda Ngo was positioned by my hips, and Brittany Byrnes was by my neck.

I was already starting to regret my life choices when their 90 fingers hit their target spot on my body, it felt like my body was short circuiting. I knew that I had to stop it, but at the same time, I didn’t want this bliss to end.

“AHGAHAGAHAG” I screamed as Kerith honed in on a particularly bad spot on my armpits.

“You know the words to make this end,” Brittany laughed.

I didn’t want to give up easily, but after three minutes I realized that I needed to breathe and tapped on the ground.

“Sthtop” came out of my mouth weakly, as everyone let me up.

As I caught my breath, I finally spoke up. “Yes, I do like tickling and being tickled, I was just really embarrassed and I thought that everyone would treat me differently”.

“Aw, Y/N, we would never treat you differently! You’re like our little sister!” Indiana said, putting her arm around me.

“Now let’s go finish our picnic and get caught up with you” Chai exclaimed.

All in all, it was a fantastic way to bond with my cast mates, and I felt like a huge weight was lifted off my shoulders. I smiled, happy to know that I could tell my second family anything.

#mako mermaids #h2o just add water #ticklish!reader #ticklefic #ticklish reader #requests are open

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