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Nicer when she’s around

Warning: Topics in this may be triggering. Triggers such as r*pe, s*icidal thoughts, murder, and others are mentioned.

The ginger haired woman was cleaning off her desk when a student of hers came up to her to ask a question.

“Miss Whittle, I wanted to know if you could help me out with this problem for the homework. I can’t seem to figure it out, so I thought to ask you.”

The young student looked hopeful when she gave him a soft smile.

“Of course! I’m glad you came to me. Which one is it?” She questioned the young teen.

He pointed out the seventh question, one of the hardest ones on the paper. Hestia knew that she would get a question or two about it.

She hummed, “Ah, that one. Well, for the story you need to find the three clues that lead up to this. I’m sure if you just so happen to look at the two pages before it there might be an answer.”

She smiled cheekily, knowing she practically gave him the answer. He was a good student who had good grades and always paid attention, it was okay to give a hint once and a while.

“Ooh! Thank you, Miss Whittle!” He gushed. 

A happy student meant a happy teacher.

She smiled and waved as he ran out the door to his waiting friends. Turning around to gather her things, the green eyed teacher grabbed her bag and some binders.

Once she had left the classroom, she made her way out of the school.

“Hestia!” A familiar voice shouted right before she got to the door.

It was the P.E. teacher, Mr. Derek. She really didn’t like him. She’d seen him try and make a few advances on the young girls that were students at the school. 

Don’t worry, she reported him, but since sports were such a big thing for the school, they had just said, “We can’t afford to loose a good asset like him. I’m sure it was just your eyes playing tricks on you.”

So, he was still here, unfortunately.

“Yes, Mr. Derek?” She irked. She still faced away from him, hoping this would be quick.

“Awww, you know you can call me Brian!” He neared her.

When he reached her side he slung an arm around her shoulders and pulled her into a disgusting side hug.

“What do you need, Mr. Derek?”

“Ouch, harsh. Anyways, I need help getting into the janitors closet since I don’t have a key to it. I know you do, so I thought I’d get you before you left.”

Hestia sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose. Why now? Why right before she finally got to go home and sleep?

“I’ll open the closet, but then I have to go, okay?” She turned to look at him.

A goofy smirk was resting on his face as his eyes narrowed.

“Perfect.”

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It was about a minutes walk across the school to get to the closet he wanted. It didn’t seem to be locked though. Maybe he went to the wrong one?

“Mr. Derek, this one isn’t lo-” Hestia yelped as she was pushed inside and the door was locked when the older man entered behind her.

When she tried to get up hands held her down and pushed her around. She yelped and screamed for anyone to hear her.

Not like this, not like this.

She didn’t want to die like this.

“Please, don’t k-kill me!” She shouted over their laughter.

How many were in there? It was a fairly small closet.

Mr. Derek laughed the loudest of them all.

“Oh, dear Hestia. We won’t kill you! We all just want to have some fun!” His laughter continued.

Oh no.

This was a fate worse than death, wasn’t it?

Maybe she’d kill herself after it. It’d be better than living with something as retched as this.

Hestia struggled against the hands holding her and undressing her. Her bad was thrown to the side.

The bag that held her pocket knife.

She had a pocket knife!

She could...

No, that’d be bad.

But this would be worse.

Kill them.

Or.

Kill yourself.

Both seemed tempting at this moment.

The ginger haired woman kicked and bit the clawing arms. The only hand that held her left arm was bit so hard it bled.

That same arm was close enough to reach the bag. 

It was over in a flash.

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The police sirens were the thing that alerted Hestia that she was still alive.

An ambulance took her away, she was only half conscious.

The court declared her guilty.

She went to prison. 

Prison was boring until Cathy came. Cathy was like a new lifeline for the young woman.

She would be kind and flirt with her. It was sweet. She would protect her if anyone came up to her and tried bother her. Sometimes she wouldn’t even let people talk to her. It was nice though.

She was able to sleep a lot. That was nice. Sleeping was nice.

Dreaming was nice.

Everything seemed to be a lot nicer when Cathy was around.

#oc #Hestia Whittle #oc Hestia Whittle #AOD oc #angels of death #cathy ward #triggering

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Cathy trying to flirt with Hestia

Cathy: You know, we could do something else if you know what I mean...

Hestia, knitting a new scarf for Lucian: What would we do?

Cathy: Well, we could head up to my room and have some fun there~

Hestia, still stupidly oblivious: Oh! Do you want to play Mario Kart again? I thought you hated it because I won every time the last time we played together?

Cathy:...

Cathy: I want to have sex with you.

Hestia: Oh! Okay lol

#cathy x oc #oc Hestia Whittle #Cathy ward #angels of death #aod oc #oblivious

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My AOD OC

🌸~Name~🌸

“Oh! Hi there! My name is Hestia Whittle, who are you?”

Full name: Hestia Whittle

Meaning: “Goddess of the hearth” 

Nicknames: Tia, honey, doll (Cathy) Titi, Miss, Mom (Eddie) Mom, Tia (Lucian) Ugly teacher b*tch (Zack) My Child (Gray) Pretty eyes (Danny)

Name language: Greek

🌸~Physical~🌸

“You don’t have to point out how short I am, I already know.”

Skin: Fairly pale

Eyes: Dark green eyes

Gender: Female

Age: 23

Hair: Used to be ginger, but she dyed it white

Weight: 117 lbs.

Height: 5’1

🌸~Attire~🌸

“I wear clothing for comfort, not looks.”

Clothes: 

-In Game-

She wears a white dress shirt with a green sweater. A white or black skirt is seen under with some thigh highs or leggings.

-Normal-

She usually wears jeans or mainly a skirt with a sweater. If it’s too hot for a sweater then it’s a t-shirt and maybe a cardigan

Pajamas: A soft nightgown or a shirt and some sweatpants/pajama bottoms.

Accessories: She wears a pair of reading glasses and she keeps a pocket knife on hand for self defense. She also likes to wear rings or crystals on necklaces.

🌸~Stars~🌸

“Now, I’m not too big on astrology, but I know a little bit.”

Zodiac: Pisces

Birthday: March 7th

Color: Green and indigo

Animal: Monkey

Element: Water

Planet: Neptune

Birthstone: Aquamarine and bloodstone

🌸~Mental~🌸

“I like to think I have a nice personality!”

Personality: She is a very calm and serene person. She is like that one teacher who you could call your mom and it wouldn’t be awkward. 

Worst memory: The last night at the school.

Best memory: Getting out of prison with Cathy.

🌸~Acquaintances~🌸

“Of course Cathy is my friend! She got me out of the prison and gave me a whole new life! No, Lucian, we will not ‘smooch’.”

Friends: Rachel, Eddie

Family: Lucian (Pretty much adoptive son)

Enemies: Zack (She just hates him), Danny (Why does he want her “peepers”?)

Neutral: Gray

Lover: Cathy

🌸~Favourites~🌸

“I’m not too picky about anything really.”

Food: Chocolate

Drink: Raspberry iced tea

Colour: Dark Green or a soft pink

Hobby: Embroidery

Animal: Cats

🌸~Quotes~🌸

“Lucian, what did I say about licking random people?”

“No! I’m not going to stab him!”

“Fine. I’ll fix your overalls.”

“Okay, so maybe I stabbed him a few times. He looked at me weird, okay?!”

🌸~Trivia~🌸

(Basically headcanons lol)

Hestia gets very nervous around men due to past encounters.

She hates men in suits.

Pretty sure she’s a lesbian but idk

Cathy and her are tight

Lucian is onesheart101’s aod oc and basically Hestia’s adopted kid

She would knit sweater, blankets, anything really for the younger ones like Lucian, Eddie, and Rachel

Due to her dark green eyes being uncommon, Danny often harasses her

Hestia gives off soccer mom vibes

She has taught English, social studies, and science before the last night at her school

She was only in jail for a few months before Cathy broke her out and took her to see Gray

Gray probably likes how respectful she is

Hestia wants to stab Zack

She always has a weapon, no matter what size or shape, on her, but it often changes

Hestia doesn’t wear much makeup besides mascara and some chapstick

She will wear her hair in a messy bun

She can’t go without coffee

She wants to sleep most of the time, but doesn’t

#oc Hestia Whittle #aod oc #Cathy Ward #Rachel Gardener #Doctor Danny #Gray #Zack Foster #Eddie Mason #Lucian Williams #Hestia Whittle #Angels of Death #Meet my oc

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Rachel and Hestia Meet

Hestia: So, your mom is dead?

Rachel: Yes.

Hestia: I’m your mom now.

Rachel: Okay.

Zack in the background, watching them: wth just happened???

#oc Hestia Whittle Rachel Gardener Angels Of Death AOD first meeting AOD oc

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Hestia knew she was done for when she was sentenced as guilty. Guilty for a crime she knew was just.

It was self defense! They tried to...

It didn’t matter at this point. At least they were gone and couldn’t hurt her or her students anymore.

After o ou a few months in prison, things got easier. She made some friends and even some of the guards liked her! It wasn’t nice, but it was okay.

One guard in particular liked her a lot though. Her name was Cathy Ward. She was a sweetheart, but fairly perverted when wanted. She didn’t make any moves though, so she was fine in Hestia’s book.

Her friend Lucy was a little weird though. It was like she worshipped the blonde.

That didn’t matter though.

What did matter was that prisoners kept going missing and Hestia feared she would be the next.

And that she would.

“Alright guys, I’ll see you tomorrow. I have to head back and go to bed now. Have a nice night!” Hestia called out to the two girls.

They both waved, but didn’t say anything back.

That was strange.

Eh, it didn’t matter. Maybe they were just tired.

Once in bed, Hestia was quick to fall asleep. She was a light sleeper though, so when she woke up to footsteps, she wasn’t all that surprised.

What did surprise her was that it was Cathy, covered in blood.

The ginger haired girl’s eyes widened and she pushed herself to wall when the taller neared.

“Honey, don’t be afraid, you’re not a sinner. You won’t be harmed. You’re quite the opposite in fact.”

Cathy’s voice as smooth as silk. It made the girl that was covered with blankets shiver.

The tall blonde gave her a sweet smile and lifted a finger under her chin.

“Come with me, doll. Let’s become Angels together!”

#angels of death #AOD #oc #cathy ward #Cathy x oc #oc Hestia Whittle #prison arc??? #pog???

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Hesita: So, you want me to be an Angel?

Gray: Yes, Cathy has shown good reasoning to bring you here. She asked to have you on either her floor or your own. Because of your past, I have decided you shall have your own.

Hesta: 👌

And that’s basically it

#angels of death #oc #oc Hestia Whittle #she’s way too chill #AOD oc #basically how she got there lol

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I made my family so happy yesterday and it’s all I can think about.

So, my older sister, who is now 18, left to go do basic training for the military. She’s been gone for almost two weeks now and we just received her letters she sent out.

We’ve been looking forward to them for a while now so we were all pleasantly surprised.

She is a very OCD kinda person and likes to keep everything clean and organized. So, the drill sergeants showed her how to fold things like socks and shirts to use less space.

She had said in the letter, “It’s very useful!”

Within a few hours of reading them, my grandma took me to my uncle and cousin’s house to visit and drop some things off. We soon got to the topic of the letters and I repeated what she said.

My uncle looked shocked and told me it sounded exactly like her and that he wanted me to do it again.

It was very heartwarming to see them all smiling at me because I reminded them of her, even for a second.

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Tommy Agere Headcanons

I feel that Tommy would try to hide the fact that he regresses by always saying he’s a “big man” like he does oh so often.

I think the main people that would know would be Phil, Wilbur, and Tubbo.

Tommy would most likely be a involuntary regressor.

He would try to reject his little side but would end up loving when he felt young again.

Tubbo would baby him if he was feeling stressed so he would regress and feel better.

“Toms, are you sure you don’t wanna regress? All of your stuffies look really lonely without you...”

He would regress immediately.

Definitely has a bee plushie or two from Tubbo.

He has a Henry stuffie. Tubbo often spoils him and buys him more.

Phil would be full dad mode when Tommy regresses.

“Hey, kiddo! How old are right now?”

Tommy would show how old he as and Phil would ask if he wanted anything.

(That would be more in person but ya know-)

He would call him little one and kiddo.

Such dad vibes.

Tommy would call him Dad often, sometimes on accident but a lot on purpose because it made him feel comfortable and cared for.

Tommy would slip up every once and a while when he wasn’t regresses and just called Philza dad.

He got made fun of for a week.

Wilbur would be the best big brother cg ever.

He would sing Tommy to sleep and make sure he ate enough.

“How much did you drink and eat today?”

“What?! That’s not healthy, Bubs. Can you go make something for yourself? I’ll be right here with you. At least 4 bites today, okay?”

Wilby.

He would just call him Wilby.

Tommy’s nickname from him was mainly Bubs or Bubus.

Tommy would only regress when he was sure he was in a private space. Even though it’s mainly involuntary.

He would stop himself from regressing until he knew he was safe and with someone he trusted enough.

If they all met up and Tommy regressed it would be hectic but like in a good way.

They would be almost competitive with who could take care of Tommy the best.

In reality it would probably be Phil but Tommy would say it was Tubbo because they are friends your honor.

I feel like Tubbo would try regressing after seeing how much it helped Tommy.

If he would like then he would regress with Tommy while Phil and/or Wilbur would take care of them.

It would just be a sleepy bois inc thing but without Techno.

If he told Techno he would be very embarrassed.

Techno would probably be a bit confused but would eventually look it up more to see what it was all about and to see if he could help Tommy with any of it.

Once he learned about caregivers he would try to be a good one for Tommy.

He would read to him on call or in person if they met up.

Greek. Mythology.

Theseus.

He would read that to him so much.

He also would read about ancient history but once again, mainly Greek Mythology.

Tommy would be regresses and not understand any of it but would like Techno’s calming voice nonetheless.

(Hey! Welcome, how’s your day going? Did you eat enough today? Drink enough? Make sure to take care of yourself. Also if you guys want anymore mcyt agere then I will definelty write more!)

#dream smp agere

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She walks down the path to her road from the woods where she plays. She always sees the same strange girl there but never talks to her. She knows she watches her but she doesn’t bother her so it’s fine.

She reaches her house and walks inside, there she finds her mother cooking dinner with her little brother and her father sitting in the living room with his guitar, strumming it lightly.

The little girl sits down and grabs something out of her small backpack she had on.

“What’s this sweetheart?” Her mom asks sweetly.

“The girl gave it to me.” She responds.

“Oh,” the mother chuckles. “Ok. So anyway, what does this girl even look like. You talk about her but you never really told us anything about her.”

“She’s nice. She has long white curly hair. She always has a headband in. She has really pretty purple eyes too.”

“Purple...?” Her mother mutters you herself.

The little girl plays with the little necklace that the other girl gave to her.

As she messes with it she realizes that it’s really a locket.

She opens it and finds...the girl’s picture.

She was smiling and was making a heart with her hands.

The girl sitting smiles lightly.