#brianna the breeze

[thebreezelover]

Time for my yearly celebration of Brianna's birthday even though she has no canon birthday with a list of headcanons:

- For a second year in a row, I decided to post about Brianna's birthday on Dec 12, so you could guess that this is my headcanon birthday for her

- She wasn't a popular kid in her former school or Coates until she gained her powers

- No, she was just an average school kid, she wasn't even a track athlete (yup I disagree with some fans there, fast runner gaining the power of super speed is boring)

- However, she enjoys playing soccer and she learnt about her powers in a game one day, the rest is... history though for a short while (becoming a popular soccer player? more interesting)

- That was also when she caught Caine and Drake's attention, especially Drake, and they started becoming enemies since then

- She has humiliated Drake before, by ruining his science project (which btw is a cat torture experiment. she set the cat free by accident and it scratched him)

- She is also one of the naughtiest kid in both her former and current school (obviously, but I'll elaborate on how below):

she makes up her own swear words to taunt her teachers

she is late to class all the time even after gaining her powers. waking up late is her passion

same with her homework, though she might do it if she can answer it in a "creative" way, also it's messy

after gaining her powers, she steals from the school cafeteria a lot

and some stuff from other kids' dormitories

and the teachers' office once when she ran out of pen ink

no, twice. she was caught the second time, right before the FAYZ started, so she skipped detention

Some headcanons that probably don't fit with the timeline of the books but i'll put them here anyways (as @dianaladrislovebot said in their headcanon post: pretend it works okay):

- She is a One Direction fan

- And Skrillex, Deadmau5, basically dubstep and dance, in fact she lost some interest in 1D after being introduced to dance music

- Mainly because she enjoys playing loud music at night and annoying her neighbors (more rule breaking!)

- Also she can play the piano keyboard, she taught herself in the school's music room, playing her favorite songs

Happy 27th birthday to my favorite character in Gone, Brianna!

#brianna berenson #brianna the breeze #gone series #michael grant

[tasmainiac]

GONE Character Crime Chart

(Counting the Monster Trillogy)

Sam Temple: First degree muder, Driving Without License, Reckless Driving, Underage Drinking, Statutory Rape¹, Involuntary Manslaughter, Federal Trespassing

Astrid Ellison: First degree muder, Statutory Rape, Illegal drug use, Agrivated assault, Illegal possession of Firearm

Caine Soren: First degree murder, Statutory Rape, Canibalism, Breaking and Entering, Federal Trespassing, Torture, Homicide²

Diana Ladris: Statutory Rape, Underage Drinking, Obstructing a Law Enforcement Officer, Canibalism, Breaking and Entering

Drake Merwin (Jr): First degree muder, Agrivated assault, Driving Without License, Torture, Federal Trespassing, Breaking and Entering, Rape, Illegal possession of firearm, Multilation

Edilio Escobar: Illegal Immigration, Driving Without License, Illegal possession of firearm

Quinn Gaither: Assualt, Fishing without License, Driving Without License³, Distribution of food without permit

Lana Arwen Lazar: Underage Smoking, Illegal possession of firearm, Underage Drinking

Dekka Talent: First degree muder, Agrivated assault, Illegal possession of firearm, Underage Drinking, Involuntary Manslaughter, Federal Trespassing, Robery, Failure to report to duty⁴

Brianna Berenson: Speeding, Hunting without License, Agrivated assault, Illegal possession of firearm⁵

Computer Jack: Federal Trespassing⁶

Penny: Poisoning, Torture

Charles "Orc" Merriman: Underage Drinking, Agrivated assault, InvoluntaryManslaughter, Disturbing the peace, Driving Without License

Howard Bassem: Drug Dealing, Agrivated assault, Bootlegging, Illegal Distribution of alcohol

Zil Sperry, Lance, Hank, Turk: Hate Crime, Agrivated assault, Arson, Illegal possession of firearm

Hunter Lefkowitz: Hunting without License, Illegal distribution of food, Involuntary Manslaughter

Gaia Soren-Ladris: Canibalism, Arson, First degree muder, Involuntary Manslaughter, Agrivated assault, Torture, Homicide⁷

1: Statutory Rape is sex between two minors, which is illegal in California.

2: I am positive that his list should be longer

3: some laws I've combined like Driving Without License and boating without License

4: This list is only so long because of the stuff she did in the Monster Trillogy

5: This should probably be longer too

6: Okay, I am positive turning off an entire town's electricity is illegal, but I can't find the law so I didn't add it

7: her list is probably short because she was only in two books

#gone series #shit thats a lot of characters #sam temple #astrid ellison #caine soren #diana ladris #Drake Merwin #edilio escobar #quinn gaither #lana arwen lazar #dekka talent #brianna the breeze #computer jack #penny gone series #charles merriman #howard bassem #im not tagging these 4 #hunter lefkowitz #gaia Soren-Ladris #there's probably a lot of things i missed #these are just the crimes i know off hand

[lainxyz]

if all the gone characters were playing wow, what races and classes would they be? :)

hmmm that's an interesting ask thanks!!! i haven't played wow in ages, so sorry for possible silly takes. ___i'd love to hear your opinions as well___ so.

sam would be human paladin, i think we can all agree. he'd be an average player, and wouldn't take the game too seriously, not caring much about the grind.

astrid would pick a race that has the best buff for her class of choice (for ex. human-priest, draenei-shaman, dwarf-hunter, i think she would try them all, and manage to have several mains). she'd do everything by the guides. and i don't think she'd ever consider playing horde.

edilio would play tauren. he has tauren player vibes :) warrior or shaman, adjusts his spec to the needs of the group.

quinn would be playing as troll or dwarf. probably hunter class, something simple. doesn't care about lvling up, he's more into side quests, reputation grind, collecting mounts/pets etc. roleplays a lot and knows every emote by heart. never misses darkmoon faire!

orc would be orc, duh. tank, the class doesn't matter too much. howard would essentially want to be a damage dealer but changes into healer to support orc, he's a goblin.

caine would certainly play as blood elf male. not sure about his class, but i think he'd pick the tank role just because they're natural raid leaders. he'd be obsessed with leveling up his gear and being a top player + he'd have his own guild.

diana is belf as well, like i said. probably a shadow priest. constantly gets screamed at by caine to change into healing specialization, but eventually she dwarves everyone with her damage, so he relents.

drake would pick orc race and death knight class because he's edgy. he'll be "for the horde" and "alliance sucks" type of guy, but secretly he has an alt worgen nobody knows about, because deep down he's a furry. oh and he'll be massacring lowlevel alliance players and wiping important quest npcs on their territory.

dekka picks night elf female in melee class, she's a great tank, maybe druid?

lana mains undead and i think she would like some independent class like hunter or warlock.

brianna would get bored at the game and wouldn't play more than a week, but she would probably pick worgen because they look cool, or gnome cuz they're funny.

computer jack would play as a gnome or goblin, on the most nerdy class in history - mage.

honorable mention as i finally read enough to get to the pov of this baby: hunter plays female draenei on a hunter class.

#i've spent an hour writing it down #but it was a lot of fun #thanks anon! #gone series #okay i'm going to write their names in the tags i WILL make mistakes in their last names #sam tample #astrid ellison #edilio escobar #quinn gaither #charles orc merriman #caine soren #diana ladris #drake merwin #dekka talent #lana arwen lazar #brianna the breeze #computer jack #hunter lefsjdhfsjhtz

[pepsinutellaandlaptops]

Brianna ‘The Breeze’ Berenson

Age: 13

Level: 3

Power: Speed

Position: The Breeze BITCH—

#brianna the breeze #brianna berenson #the gone series #the breeze #gone micheal grant #gone books #coates academy #gaia #the gaiaphage #residents of the FAYZ #dekka talent #computer jack #the fayz #saw that one of my followers really likes Brianna so if you’re seeing this #here you go! #caine soren #it’s not super clear in my style but she definitely wrote the slogan on her shirt in sharpie #cant exactly get branded merch in the FAYZ

[radioproto]

I made a little thing based off of The Office! Have fun reading it! (These are all DHMIS characters!!)

Tony and Colin are two of the originals.

Lake, Levi, and Brianna belong to @lakethelighter.

Callie and Seth belong to me.

Enjoy!!

Lake: Alright…

Seth: So assessing the situation: Are they breathing?

Lake: No, Seth. They are not breathing. AND they have no arms or legs.

Seth: No that’s not part of it-

Lake: Where are they? You know what? If we come across somebody with no arms or legs, do we bother resuscitating them? I mean, what kind of quality of life do we have there??

Levi: I would wanna live with no legs.

Lake: How ‘bout no arms? No arms or legs is basically how you exist right now Levi, you don’t do anything.

Seth: Alright, let’s get back to it cuz you’re losing em.

…

Seth: Ok, too fast. Everyone, we need to pump at a pace of 100 beats per minute.

Lake: Ohhhhh kay, that’s hard to keep track. How many’s that per hour?

Tony: How’s that gonna help you-?

Lake: I will divide and then count to it.

Tony: Right.

Seth: Ok, well a good trick is to pump to the tune of "Stayin' Alive" by the Bee Gees. Do you know that song?

Lake: Yes! Yes, I do, I love that song! *clears throat* 🎶First I was afraid, I was petrified~🎶

Seth: Noo, it’s- 🎶Ah, ah, ah, ah, stayin alive, stayin alive-🎶

Lake: Ok. I see now-

Colin: You were in the parking lot earlier, that’s how I know you! :0

…

Lake: 🎶Ah, ah, ah, ah, stayin alive, stayin alive-🎶

*everyone joins Lake in singing and dancing as Seth tries to interrupt and get them back on task*

Seth: Ok! Ok, ok! Yeah, ok, you didn’t maintain 100 beats per minute, and the ambulance didn’t arrive because nobody called 911. So you lost him.

Brianna: Ok, he’s dead! Anyone know what we do next, anybody? Seth??

Seth: I have no idea-

Brianna: Anyone else?

Callie: We bury him.

Brianna: Wrong. ❌!! Check for an organ donor card. If he has one, we only have minutes to harvest.

Tony: He has no wallet, I checked.

Lake: He is an organ donor!

Brianna: He is?! Get me some ice and a styrofoam bucket. Here we go…

*Brianna proceeds to take a knife and slice into the CPR dummy while everyone watches in terror and yells her name in disgust and horror*

Brianna: We search for the organs! Where’s the heart? Precious heart…

*Brianna digs her hand around in the dummy as if looking for something*

Callie: …I’m not feelin’ well, I need to sit down-

*everyone suddenly turns their attention to Callie, helping her sit down and asking if she’s alright*

Lake: Are you ok??

*Brianna suddenly turns around with the dummy’s face on her own that she had cut off. The knife is sticking out of the dummy’s chest and it’s face is gone as everyone immediately turn their attention back to her and once again yells her name in shame*

#dhmis #dhmis ocs #dhmis tony #dhmis clock #dhmis colin #dhmis computer #callie the clarinet #dr seth the stethoscope #lake the lighter #levi the leaf #brianna the breeze #tony the clock #colin the computer #the office #funny story #roleplay related #lakethelighter #radioproto #source: the office

[inkskxtch]

gotta go fast!

#brianna berenson #the breeze #gone series #the gone series #fayz #the fayz #michael grant #gone michael grant #sonic #sonic the hedgehog #my art

[sigmaaegoniii]

Brianna tries to appear bigger than she actually is with her whole “The Breeze” persona and succeeds because I forget sometimes that she’s probably(?) the youngest of the “soldiers” of the FAYZ (Sam, Edilio, Dekka, etc.)

This makes me think, part of the reason she’s so into “The Breeze” persona is because it makes her feel strong and safe, it could be a safety bubble that protects her from all things unsafe, whether that be mental or physical threats.

#the breeze #brianna berenson #gone series #the gone series

[faygott]

Sorting Gone characters into CHB's cabins :D

1.- Sam Temple Son of Apollo. Ya know, the suns and light thing... also the appearence... and hes lovable as Apollo. If not, Son of Poseidon because surf 2.- Quinn Gaither Son of Poseidon, loves surfing, loves fishing, hes good at swimming, and yes 3.- Edilio Escobar this one was hard. For one side, Edilio is a leader, he is smart and he is... yeah Edilio. So I decided son of Athena, but you can change my mind. 4.- Albert Hillsborough Son of Hermes/Athena So, he is a business man xdxd. Hermes is the god of Commerce, but he is also very, VERY smart, and he could also be Athena's son 5.- Caine Soren Son of Zeus Because hes a leader and he is cruel and he wants to have s*x and is selfish (no offense I love Caine trust me) 6.- My wife, a.k.a Dekka Talent Maybe daughter of Ares, but like Frank more than Clarisse. Or maybe a Hunter of Artemis. Maybe both. I don't really care, I love her 7.- Diana Ladris Daughter of Aphrodite?? Because she is pretty and she knows it, I mean, that type of "beautiful". Or some type of daughter of Athena, because she is smart. Or Hermes, because she is sassy and cunning. 8.- Brianna Berenson- Its getting harder!! Daughter of Hermes. She is fast and loves being fast. Idk, Hermes's personality just matches with hers. 9.-Astrid Ellison Daughter of Athena. Or of Ares. Or maybe a mix between them. No explanaiton. 10.- Howard (instert his last name, i forgot it) Son of Dyonisus. Again, everyone knows why 11.- Mary Terrafino I couldn't set her in one cabin as a daughter of ____. I'll say Workshipper of Hestia <3 12.-Toto (Last oneeee) Son of Temis, godess/titan (i cant remember) of justice and truth. Because.. his power obviously.

Would you like a part two??

#Toto #mary terrafino #howard bassem #astrid ellison #brianna berenson #The breeze #diana ladris #dekka talent #caine soren #Albert Hillsborough #edilio escobar #quinn gaither #sam temple #gone michael grant #gone

[aayo-whatt]

~fic rec friday except it's not a friday~ template from @sugaraddictarchangels

I Will Look at Things I Don't Want to See by wes411

Rated: Teen and Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: [none] Summary:

Dean and Sam are transported into the FAYZ. How will they handle the disaster zone filled with kids who have seen and done just as many horrible things as them? How will the Perdido Beach kids react when two grown men suddenly show up as instantly and oddly as the other adults had left? And who gets cemented??

Notes: love this, even if the author isn't too big a fan of spn it's great😍

#fic rec #aayo recs #spn #gone series #the fayz #dean winchester #sam winchester #sam temple #astrid ellison #edilio escobar #quinn gaither #caine soren #dekka talent #brianna berenson #the breeze #drake merwin

[ghaoil]

Brianna would of loved one direction and her dancing about to one direction in her bedroom is something I can picture very clearly

#gone series #fayz #gone #brianna #the breeze #astrid ellison #sam temple #diana ladris #edilio escobar #dekka talent #caine soren #drake merwin #one direction

[dutifullynuttywitch]

Sisterly advice

Wake the Dead fanfic

Pairing: Brynn Archer / Eva Archer (sisters)

@choicesfebruary2024 Prompt: Family

Summary: Eva and Brynn Archer enjoy a rare day off in the Tower.

Word count: 1,200

Rating: Teen

Today has been an almost perfect day, Eva Archer reflects.

She’d had the day off from pest control. Brynn and her crew were also on a rare break from scouting.

She and Brynn had woken up late, enjoyed a half decent meal for a change �� scavengers had brought back apples from a nearby grove – and spent the afternoon playing cards with Cassidy, Dirk, Troy and Mack.

Even Troy had refrained from cheating, mostly. He’d slipped her a couple of aces under the table when her pile of chips had run dangerously low, grinning charmingly at Cassidy’s amused smirk, the others oblivious to the maneuver.

This was about as perfect a day as she could hope for within the confines of the Tower.

Her wandering thoughts sour at that.

The Tower.

Forever cooped inside a large, windowless, oppressive bunker. Surrounded by too many people, all busy eking out a living, oblivious to the world around them, living and working under the flickering of artificial neon lights.

Of course, there were bright spots in that otherwise bleak world.

Her Sister Brynn and her scouting crew, Cassidy, Dirk, Brianna. Their quirky friend Mack. And Troy, her best friend and partner in crime. They had become her adopted family. Made her existence in the Tower more bearable.

Eva dreams of being able to head out and see the world. Feel the grass between her toes again. Visit some old world relics she faintly remembered from her childhood and would avidly read about in Troy’s magazines - amusement parks, libraries, museums... She wants to swim in the sea. Feel the warm, salty breeze on her face.

Eva barely remembers life before the drones, before the Tower. She had been so young when people had started to change, when they’d lost their fathers and had been forced to flee. Brynn, still a child herself, taking on the parenting role.

“Hey! Earth to Eva! What are you daydreaming about?”

It’s the main reason she wants to become a scout so bad. To Brynn’s immense displeasure. Too dangerous, she’d growl, shutting down every attempt at a conversation.

Brynn pulls her out of her reverie with a light tug. Both sisters are sitting cross-legged on Brynn’s bottom bunk, the older sister’s hands nimbly working on braiding Eva’s fiery red hair.

“Nothing... I just.. I’m realizing, I’m starting to forget what the outside world looks like, feels like...” Eva murmurs, looking at her hands.

Brynn freezes, a pained look on her face.

“Eva...”

“And I know what you’re going to say, outside is dangerous, full of drones. And I know you’re right, I’m not trying to minimize the danger. But still, you get to actually leave this place for a while, breathe fresh air, feel the sun on your face... The last time I saw any of the outside world was when Troy ...”

Eva clamps her mouth shut, realizing she’d said too much.

“When you what? Eva, when the hell did you see the outside world with Troy?!” Brynn rounds on her, furious.

“It’s not like we left the tower or anything, Brynn! A... a few months ago, he took me to see the northern lights up on one of the top floors. We may have snuck back up a few times since... but only at night, with no one around to see us, I swear!”

“Are you kidding me, Eva?! Do you have any idea what’ll happen if Blackstock’s people find you sneaking into off limit areas? And after curfew at that?! God, I don’t know who's the worst influence between the two of you.”

Brynn stares at her, furious, then lets out an amused chuckle.

“You know, I thought the two of you were sneaking around making out or something. Was working myself up to the birds and bees talk. I definitely did not suspect late night stargazing. You’re such dorks!”

“Making out?! Birds and - what on earth gave you that ridiculous idea?” Eva splutters, face heating up.

“Oh come on, little sis, I’m not blind. I can see how you look at each other. And the not-so-subtle flirting.”

Wait, what does Brynn mean about Troy looking at me like… Eva’s mind spins as she thinks back to their daily interactions. His charming smile, his soft brown eyes sparkling with mischief and affection…

Nah, he’s just being friendly, as he’s always been. My best friend, nothing more, nothing less.

Could they ever be something more?

She shakes the thoughts away.

Brynn smirks, enjoying her sister’s discomfort a little too much.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Eva mumbles, “Troy's just a friend. Besides, he’s a huge flirt. And a goofball. And an ass more often than not. He’s really not my type.”

“Uh Huh. You keep telling yourself that.” Brynn smiles, amused.

“Okay, since we’re going there, what about you and Dirk? I see the way he looks at you. The guy worships the ground you walk on!” Eva turns towards her big sister, a mischievous sparkle in her eyes.

Brynn becomes serious, a little hesitant.

“Dirk and I... It’s complicated. I know he cares about me. And I do have… feelings. But when you’re out with someone risking your lives on a near daily basis, you need to fully trust them. Right now, we have a great dynamic going with him, Cassidy, Brianna. We have each other’s backs, but we also know none of us will hesitate to do the hard thing if one of us got bit. If Dirk and I became something more, I’m worried it’d cloud our judgement if things went south...”

Eva takes in the admission, brows knitted, then grabs her big sister in a crushing hug.

“Brynn, you deserve happiness. And love - even if it’s with someone as grumpy as Dirk.”

Brynn scoffs at that, but Eva continues.

“I swear, you’re always putting everyone’s needs and wellbeing ahead of yours. Even the damn job. You’re always looking out for me -”

“It’s my job, even though you don’t make it easy, you brat!”

“Well, if you weren’t such a stuck-up ass all the time ...”

“Watch it, lil sis...” Brynn growls, eyes narrowing in warning.

“Or what? You gonna -”

Eva squeals as Brynn lunges at her, jumping off the bed. She ducks as a pillow sails right above her head.

“I swear Eva, I don’t know how I even put up with you.” Brynn mutters, getting up to grab her boots.

“’It’s cause you loooove me!”

“You’re lucky we’re related or you’d be out on your ass. Now get a move on or we’ll miss evening rations.”

“Yeah yeah.” Eva smirks.

She suddenly turns serious, pensive.

“For what it’s worth, Brynn, I get your concern that letting someone in may… complicate an already good thing. But if you don’t, you can also miss out on the chance of something amazing.”

Brynn stops to ponder. Then smirks.

“Wait, actual words of wisdom from my little sis? I guess you did learn something in between all your suspensions. Any chance you’ll follow your own advice?”

“… I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Riiiight.”

Eva rolls her eyes, wrapping an arm around Brynn to give her a hug.

Brynn reaches up and playfully rubs her knuckles on her sister’s head.

“Ouch! Brat!”

Both sisters giggle and tease each other as they head out into the labyrinth of neon-lit hallways.

#choices monthly challenge #wake the dead fanfic #wake the dead reread #choices february challenge #family #storge #troy hassan x eva archer #troy hassan #playchoices #brynn archer

[thebreezelover]

Brianna headcanon Christmas edition: she crashed a performance at a Coates Christmas party by snatching the mic and shouting the song they were performing

#this may or may not be based on my own experience lol #brianna the breeze #brianna berenson #gone series #michael grant #MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY HOLIDAYS FAYZIANS

[tasmainiac]

lol one of the things I like about Coates Academy is the range of reasons people are there for. on one hand, you have actual crimes like lying to the police, hacking into a computer to get rid of a speeding ticket, poisoning your sister, and shooting a kid in the leg. and on the other hand you have being "evil" (with no explanation why caine is evil), failing school, and being gay. these are listed like they're all on the same level

#gone series #coates academy #diana ladris #computer jack #drake merwin #caine soren #brianna the breeze #brianna berenson #dekka talent #penny doesnt have a last or nick name #penny gone series

[mangoisms]

i'll be the dangerous ledge (you be the parachute)

━ chapter five: go ahead and pull the pin | read chapter four

━ pairing: tim drake x f!reader

━ word count: 5.1k

━ warnings: none

━ masterlist

You get the spare key to Tim. The rest of your weekend is slow, relaxed. He comes over on both Saturday and Sunday and you two do your usual thing.

Each day — and Friday evening — he volunteers to change the dressings on your injuries.

You let him.

It’s easier now, not just because he had already done it the day it happened and because you two talked about it, but because you are starting to see how nice it is to have someone take care of you. Everything between you two is better. More comfortable, more… secure, now that boundaries have been discussed.

He drives you to work for the first couple days of next week, until your knee is good enough for biking again.

You had some reservations about getting back on your bike, not because you hadn’t been on it for a while — though that was a thought — but more because you hadn’t been on it since your accident happened.

You worried it might be uncomfortable for you, but aside from some… renewed fears of falling over, it’s okay. On Wednesday, you get back to it, and by Friday, it’s like nothing ever happened. 

You do have a few unsettling dreams about the incident, mostly the kind where you didn’t walk away from it. But you remind yourself that you did, that it was just an accident at the laundromat that caused everything, and not, you know, the Joker blowing up the block. A freak accident, that’s all. 

Soon enough, it is Friday, and you, Ms. C, and another class of sixth graders alongside your own are on the ferry, crossing Gotham Harbor, heading south for Metropolis. 

The field trip hadn’t been for the zoo there initially; it was Gotham’s, then sudden reports of animal cruelty and mistreatment came out and Poison Ivy’s wrath quickly followed, closing down the zoo with her deadly flora and fauna protecting it. The police arrested the staff but they didn’t catch her. No matter, you think. Metropolis’ zoo is probably better. 

But the kids weren’t looking forward to that. Mostly, they were looking forward to being in the same city as Superman, many of them raving about the chance to see him. You personally would be quite fine with not seeing him, since, you know, the only way you could was if you were all in terrible danger and that would be hard to explain to the parents. 

So, naturally, on the day of the trip, you expect the kids to be buzzing about it — about being on the ferry, dark waters gliding beneath the ship, the breeze carrying sprays of saltwater. 

But nope. Not even a peep about Superman. Instead…

“The Titans? What about the Titans?” you ask, puzzled, leaning against the railing. Ms. C on your left and Amir, the aide for the other class, on your right. The teacher for that class, Mr. Chu, promptly became seasick a few minutes into the ride and stepped inside to get away from it. 

Ms. C hums distantly next to you. “Who knows?”

Amir blinks. “You guys didn’t hear?”

She shrugs and turns to look out at the waves, apparently not wanting to know, either.

You do, however. “Hear what?”

They shake their head, pulling out their phone. “It’s been all over the news since yesterday. The Titans announced that one of their core members is stepping down. Well, they were cornered into it, really. Someone got a source and spread the rumor about it, so the Titans had to hold a conference about it.”

“Who was the rumor about?”

“Red Robin.”

Oh, he’s one of Gotham’s. Huh.

“Really? Why?”

They type a few things on their phone, then hand it to you. 

You cup your hand over the speaker to hear what looks to be a press conference, with a primly-dressed woman standing up at a podium. The banner reads: TITANS’ RED ROBIN STEPS DOWN. 

“Oh, here.” Amir leans over to turn on the captions, then turns sharply as someone yells. “Woah, hey, Brianna, don’t do that! No, I don’t care if you can swim, we went over this! You aren’t allowed to jump overboard…”

They step away to continue lecturing the pouting girl standing by the railing.

Your eyes find the captions at the bottom. 

“Red Robin is not retiring. He is simply taking a step back from the team and this is perfectly fine, as the team has many members to fill in for him. As for Gotham City itself, we cannot speak for it, though the Titans would like to emphasize that the city remains well taken care of regardless.”

Amir returns to your side, smoothing a hand down their clothes. 

“So, he’s stepping down,” you say, handing their phone back.

“It’s not surprising, since some of the older members have done the same, like Nightwing. They’re still involved on occasion, but they’re not out there, you know, hero-ing.”

“What about Gotham, then?”

They shrug. “People see Nightwing in New York sometimes. That’s probably what’s gonna happen. But later, I think. With this news, a lot of people are thinking things might get a little crazy around here.”

“Ah. Assuming they can try their luck?”

“Most likely.”

You feel for Red Robin in that moment. It’s not too much to ask for, to return to the other side of his life, only for those plans to be pushed off even longer as those here want to try and take advantage of his absence. 

You couldn’t do it, you think. Live that kind of life, constantly sacrificing yourself. Makes it all the more important to appreciate the ones that do. You’re partial to the League but the Titans are equally as important. Without them, earth would be conquered multiple times over. And that’s just not fun at all.

The rest of the trip goes well. The kids get excited about Superman again when the ferry finally docks in Metropolis. They even get a treat when they glimpse him in the sky, accompanied with the sound of him breaking the sound barrier as he rushes off somewhere. Despite that worrying you a bit — who knows if it’s something simple, like a cat stuck in a tree, or much more dire, like aliens invading — everything is fine. 

All of you are running around making sure no one gets left behind or lost, leaving you exhausted by the time you return to Gotham at five. Then you have to wait even longer to make sure each kid gets picked up. 

You get back to Rose Oaks at seven. Tim had texted you two hours ago letting you know he had fed the boys and told you to come by his place for dinner. 

Not one to say no to free food or being with him, you stop by your place to shower the day away and change into a pair of shorts and an old softball t-shirt, then head to his place. 

 “Starting to think I should just give you a spare,” he says when he pulls the door open, a spatula in his hand, lips quirking when he sees you. 

“Well, you do have mine,” you agree. “Unless you did weird stuff with your unsupervised access to my place.”

“I didn’t install cameras in your bedroom or steal your underwear. Scout’s promise.”

“You were a Boy Scout?”

“Not even a little bit,” he says easily and you laugh, stepping inside.

You slip off your slides and leave them by the door. He started to implement that rule a little while after he met you. Said it just makes more sense and makes cleaning easier. You think so, too, but the fact that he did it because of you makes you all warm and fuzzy inside. 

“How was Metropolis?”

“Meh. Metropolis.”

“What, not a fan?”

“The city itself is fine. But their baseball team?”

“The Metropolis Monarchs that continue to beat the Knights without fail every time they play each other?” 

“It’s just perfect,” you grumble. “They don't have a Joker and they always beat us. So not fair.”

Tim chuckles, returning to the kitchen. “So, when and where are they playing each other?”

“Two weeks. Here. Can’t wait to hear all the Monarch fans complaining about having to come here. Pretentious jerks.”

He laughs and resumes his work at the stove. 

The TV plays in the living room. You flop onto the couch with a grunt, glad to be off your feet. 

“You can change the channel,” he calls, looking to be flipping something on the stove. At his elbow on the counter is a plate of what looks to be freshly-made chocolate chip pancakes. Your stomach rumbles at the sweet smell wafting over to you. 

You turn your eyes to the flatscreen, where GNN plays. 

You read the news banner at the bottom. GOTHAM CITY LOSES RED ROBIN. Looks like they’re still talking about it. 

“That’s rough,” you comment, leaning back into the cushions.  

“What?”

You relay it to him. 

“I mean, that is sort of what’s happening, isn’t it?” he asks, shutting off the burner and moving the pan aside. 

“I dunno. I guess. I just think it must suck for him.”

“Isn’t it his responsibility?” Tim asks, his back still to you as he pulls two plates from the cabinet. “So, you know. It’s only fair for people to be wondering that. To be upset.”

“I don’t agree. I mean, I don’t know this guy’s life story but he’s sacrificed a lot to do what he has, right? I don’t think it’s too much to ask for us to let him go and return to his life. ‘Cause it’s kinda crazy what people like him do.”

“They have to do it, though. Especially here.”

“Well, that’s the government’s fault. It’s good he and the others step up, believe me, but it’s also not really a sustainable model for the rest of your life, is it?”

He shakes his head. “In a perfect world, we wouldn’t need them. But we do. And now this guy is just leaving.”

You purse your lips, not used to this stubbornness from him. No, that’s not the right way to say it — you know he is stubborn. It’s more like… Tim is compassionate. Empathetic. You’ve always been supportive of the superheroes of your world and he’s agreed with you. But he’s never been like this. Uncompromising in his disapproval. Almost like it’s personal. 

“Come on, Tim. Don’t be like that. I think it’s gonna be fine. Things will be crazy for a little while but when aren’t they? Let Red Robin off the hook. And give him a break. I’m sure he gets enough shit for sharing his name with a restaurant and now this.”

Tim lets out a surprised laugh and you smile, feeling the tension ease. Not just between you over the course of this discussion, but the tension within him, too. You can’t possibly understand what bothers him so much about Red Robin but you don’t think either of you can condemn him. No one can. 

But of course, that is not how the world works and you know this by the heated debate going on between the hosts on the news, some strongly disapproving of Red Robin stepping down, some supportive, and others downright severe about his existence as a vigilante in Gotham in the first place. 

You switch it to one of the many streaming platforms he has, navigating to The Spongebob Squarepants Movie. 

Your phone vibrates with the familiar chime of your email. You groan silently, predicting an email from the school, but when you look at it, it’s from the rec center, from the instructor, Hana, who runs the pottery classes you attend bi-monthly. 

You skim the message. It’s for the class next Friday. Something about… Oh. Bring a friend and you get an extra slot for the kiln and the friend gets one, too. Ohhh, very nice, actually. 

See, you pay for those classes and with that, you get to use their clay and paint, as well as one free slot for the kiln each class. It’s usually enough for you but you won’t say no to two slots. Not at all…

You eye Tim’s back. 

You’ll think about it. 

Inviting him, you mean. 

He knows you do it, having seen some of the figures and pottery you have, usually expressing his admiration for some of the more complicated pieces, like that one bowl you have with a carved squid. 

“You should be an art teacher,” he had said, looking over the bowl with an impressed gaze.  

“It’s just a hobby I picked up when I moved here. Had to get out and stuff and the classes were the best way to do it. I prefer my social studies. I mean, it would be great if I could, like, teach and paint and do otherwise art-related things but I don’t think admin would let me. Not unless I was a full teacher and that won’t be for a while.”

“But not impossible, right?”

“No,” you laugh. “I guess not.”

Ah, you’ll think about it. 

For now, you get up and help Tim assemble your dinner. Then you two settle down for the movie, which he hasn’t seen. You’ve gotten him through the first few seasons of Spongebob — everything until season six is solid; everything after is… okay — but he still hasn’t seen this, which you think is a crime. You have fond memories of this movie from when you were a kid. 

When you finish your food, you set your plate on the table and snuggle back into the cushions. Tim finishes his, then leans forward to do the same, moving them out the way so you both can put your feet up. He leans back, closer to you this time, your arm pressed to his. The contact goes straight to your head, your heart starting to pound. 

To distract yourself, you gesture to the TV and say, “We absolutely need to try and make a Triple Gooberberry Sunrise.”

“You’re insane,” he says, but pauses the movie to pick up his phone and pull up Instacart. “Alright. I have the vanilla ice cream and bananas. What else do we need?”

You huddle closer, leaning your chin against his arm. “We need the candy for the face. And the chocolate. And cherries. Ooh and the cup it’s in. If possible.”

“If possible,” he scoffs, typing quickly. “The only way we’re doing this is if we have all the right tools to create an exact replica.”

“An exact replica? Should probably get another carton of ice cream. Also, I don’t think the laws of nature allow for that. I mean, not totally.”

“Hey, if they can do it underwater, we can do it in real life.”

“I like your attitude, Tim Drake.”

He shoots you a grin that makes everything inside of you heat up and you look back at his phone to try and recover, nudging his shoulder with yours. 

“Do you use your actual name for orders?”

“Nope. And with that said, you mind grabbing it when it gets here?”

“No. But if the driver murders me when I do, I’m haunting you.”

“I want to say the danger involved with our Instacart driver is very low but unfortunately, we do live in Gotham, so the chance isn’t totally off the table.”

“Such is life. Well, you better tip good anyway.”

“Of course,” he says, slightly affronted, mostly because it is known that Tim tips exceedingly well. Stupidly almost. But you say almost because you live in a capitalist hellscape where most food industry workers rely on tips so, there’s no limit there, you think. Especially if you have as much money as he does. 

He places the order, you rewind to a frame with the ice cream on display, then you two try to get a plan of action in order. 

You fetch the groceries when they arrive and Tim takes out the ice cream. You did manage to find a frosted blue ice cream bowl that looks eerily similar to the one in the movie and together, you two shape the body of the Triple Gooberberry Sunrise with spoons. It’s a lot of ice cream and ice cream melts, so despite using spoons to shape it, your fingers are still sticky by the end of it but your lower back aches from all the laughing you two did while sculpting it, having been shooting insults at each other over your abilities to sculpt. 

You shove the ice cream in the freezer in the meantime, then work on the features. You use M&Ms for the eyes and nose, then deconstruct those chunky Twizzler ropes for the smile. Tim works on the banana, cutting one in half for the arms, then another in half for the head. He offers the other half to you, which you take a bite out of, and he then finishes. 

You snap a few toothpicks in half to pin the cherries to the tips of the bananas, then bring out the ice cream again to add the finishing touches. First, though, you need to add the chocolate shell at the top. Like a hat of sorts. 

“Don’t blow it,” he says, watching you pop the lid on the chocolate syrup. 

“I’m not gonna blow it.”

So, naturally, you do blow it. 

And that sounds dramatic, you know, but it’s not. It’s just, you hold the bottle above the top of the mound of ice cream, the face already made with the M&Ms and a single Twizzler rope, and the syrup comes out more syrupy than you expect. So, you squeeze it out and it immediately drips down the face. Like right down the middle, and you both look at it for a second, then each other, and then you’re laughing so hard, you have to hold onto the counter. 

Tim manages to get it together before you, finishing adding the hard shell, though it drips a little more down the sides, then adds the bananas. 

And it looks…

“So stupid,” he laughs, holding onto the counter. “So, so, so stupid.”

You’re still laughing. You can’t stop laughing. But you can’t help but think he looks beautiful like this, cheeks flushed, blue eyes bright, a smile permanently etched onto his lips as his laughter fills the kitchen. 

You can’t help but feel something so big, so full of warmth, ballooning in your chest until you think you might explode with it. That he gave into your wish to make the stupid ice cream in the first place. That he is always willing to indulge you. And the thought chokes you, too much to handle here, so you set those thoughts and feelings aside and look at the stupid ice cream again to get back to where you were, more mirth taking over you. 

You list into him and he catches you, laughing, too. 

You think that despite it looking stupid, the fact that it was made with so much joy makes it taste that much better. 

(Though neither of you can finish it and you two end up in an ice cream coma on the couch, resuming the movie, and it is with great reluctance a few hours later that you peel yourself from his side and go back to your place. 

This time, however, with his spare key and with the surety that he has carved out his own spot in your heart and that no one but him can fill it. 

That that doesn’t matter, anyway, because you want only him.

But with that thought comes the acknowledgment that he most likely doesn’t feel the same and that’s okay. 

You want him in any capacity that you can have him. 

And this is enough. 

It has to be enough.)

Tim is busy the next day, hanging out with friends, which is fine. You don’t mind the alone time. 

You laze around for most of the day. Do some grading you still have but they’re easier assignments you finish quickly, marking them up with your blue glitter pen and making the usual smiley faces and little notes. You take a moment to appreciate the easiness of it. With it being late April, the end of the semester will come up quickly and you’ll have deadlines for final grades. 

But you won’t worry about it yet. 

School lets out in June, then you’re home free for the summer. That’s the nice part of working for the school. Your breaks coincide with theirs, so you get a nice summer. Nice breaks in general.  

At ten-thirty, you prepare your dirty clothes to take them downstairs. You slide your basket to the living room, then step into the kitchen to grab detergent. But when you open the bottom cabinet with your supplies and reach for the tub of detergent, you find it decidedly empty. 

You groan. You completely forget. You had run out of your pods and needed more. You were supposed to do that… yesterday? Probably. But after making sure the kids were picked up then being dogged by hunger and achy feet, it slipped your mind. 

Ah, no matter. Tim should have some. You hope. Speaking of, you should ask to borrow his Costco card again. It’s hard to go back to buying single packs of detergent at the store. Some things just need to be stockpiled. 

(Mostly so situations like these don’t happen.)

You heft your laundry basket to your hip, pull on your sandals, then grab your keys and step out. 

You take the elevator one floor up, finding Tim’s apartment easily. He didn’t respond to your texts about the detergent and you don’t know if his friends are still there, so, despite the new key on your key ring, you knock. 

You only get one in before the door swings open quickly and you jump. At the abruptness of the motion, then at seeing someone you definitely do not know standing there. 

With unruly ginger hair, a freckled face, and an undeniable air of mischief, he grins at you in a way that has you on guard immediately. 

“Hi. Are you Tim’s new teacher friend?”

“Um —”

“Bart! You can’t — oh —” Tim says your name, a little panicked, and he shoves past the guy — Bart? — giving him a look and shooing him away. 

He backs off, only for two others to peek around him. A pretty girl with short, cropped blonde hair and twinkling blue eyes, then an equally pretty guy with short black hair and blue eyes. They look very curious at your appearance and you feel terribly underdressed in a pair of old workout shorts and a ratty shirt from high school. 

“Guys,” Tim hisses. 

They wave at you and, with a fair amount of uncertainty, you wave back. 

Seemingly satisfied with that, the three of them disappear into the living room, hurried, hushed voices reaching your ears. 

“Sorry,” you breathe as soon as they’re out of earshot. “I’m so sorry, Tim —”

He waves his hands, stopping you. “Hey, hey, what are you apologizing for?”

You wince. “Interrupting your time with your friends? It’s just, I ran out of detergent, so I was wondering if I could borrow a pod or two.”

“Of course,” he says immediately. “Give me a sec, alright?” 

You nod and he disappears from the entryway. You hear the sound of a kitchen cabinet closing, then he’s returning, passing you two pods. 

“Let me come with you,” he says, slipping socked feet into a pair of slides. 

“You don’t have to —”

“It’s okay. I haven’t seen you today.” Of course, he says that with the implication that because he hasn’t seen you, he must take this opportunity now, because he —

Missed you?

Well, shit.  

Your face flares with heat at the thought. Your fingers grow sweaty from holding the basket. You try to compose yourself as Tim shuts the door behind him and locks it. 

“Anyway,” he goes on, turning to you, the two of you starting for the elevator. “Bart didn’t say anything weird, right?”

In safer waters, you can relax.

For the most part. 

“He just said something about me being your teacher friend. So, no.”

Tim visibly relaxes, pressing the button to go down as you stop in front of the elevator. 

“Good. He can be… a handful sometimes. The other two you saw were Cassie and Conner.”

“Well, tell them it was nice to meet them. Sort of.”

He exhales a laugh, running a hand through his hair. He’s in a forest green t-shirt and jeans. Simple clothes, by any means, yet devastatingly handsome as usual. Man.

Ding. The doors slide open. A man steps out and you two step in. He presses the button for the ground floor.

“You do yours today?” you ask, wiggling your basket in indication of your question.

“No, I’ve been with the others pretty much all day. I’ll have to do it tomorrow. Or later tonight when they leave. If they ever leave.” He says the last part mock-exasperated, rolling his eyes, but you can spy the fondness tugging at his mouth. 

“Be more grateful,” you tease.

“Say that when you’ve handled them all day,” he shoots back. 

You chuckle, turning to watch the numbers tick by. 

“So,” he starts a minute later, regaining your attention. “I’ve been thinking about what you said. About stepping back from WE. I think… you’re right.”

“Yeah? Gonna try, um, wedding photography?”

“I’m not that desperate yet,” he chuckles. “To be honest, I’m not totally sure what I will do. Get back into photography, yeah, maybe some tennis, but only if someone agrees to play with me…”

“I’ll play tennis with you if you play catch with me one of these days.”

“Done,” he says easily. “Anyway, I’m still trying to figure it out and I told Lucius I wasn’t completely out of it. If R&D needs help, I’m happy to, but… no more office visits.”

“Probably for the best. Was your family okay with it?” And by family, you specifically mean Bruce.

“They were okay with it. I think they might’ve expected it,” he admits, a tad sheepish. “In any case, I just wanted to let you know that you were right.”

You shake your head. “All that matters is that you’re happy, Tim. Anything else is —” you wave a hand “— whatever.”

“Well, still,” he says, and his voice is soft, and so is the look in his eyes. “Thanks.”

You smile and look away, cursing the way your heart stutters at the expression on his face being directed at you. 

It’s quiet the rest of the ride down. You start humming Ocean Man when it get too quiet. 

His eyes crinkle with a smile when he recognizes it. “I haven’t been able to get it out of my head.” 

“It’s a good song,” you say. “Like the kind of song you play driving down the coast. But, like, the coast coast. Not whatever Gotham’s got going on.”

“Yeah, I don’t think the backdrop of our polluted waters will go with it too much.”

You snicker. 

He holds the laundry door open for you and you nod your gratitude in response, heading for the washers. 

“If you wanna head up, you can,” you tell him, opening a few and inspecting the inside to see which is good enough for you.

He shrugs, hands tucked in his pockets, leaning on the washer next to the one you decide is good. “Like I said. Haven’t seen you today.”

Well. You’ll hardly complain.

“And I was thinking,” he starts, a forced kind of nonchalance in his voice that gets your attention, even as you dump your clothes into the washer.

“That’s never good.”

He rolls his eyes, wry grin tugging at his lips. “Well. I know you expressed some grievances over the Monarchs coming to play the Knights…”

“Yeah?” you ask, eyebrow raising. You toss in the pods, then pull out your phone. They finally fixed the app, so you no longer have to go the old-fashioned way. You still prefer it, but one does get tired of their hands smelling like coins. 

“And,” he goes on, blue eyes twinkling with something that makes warmth spool in your chest like cotton candy. “I thought, since when we went the Knights won their first ever Opening Day match… maybe we should go to this game, too.”

“You didn’t.”

“I did,” he says, pleased, pulling out his phone and brandishing an email, confirming a purchase of two tickets to the game in two weeks, on Saturday. 

“Tim!”

“Hey, I’m just doing my due diligence in making sure the Knights have a fair shot at beating the Monarchs.”

“What does that mean?” you ask, flabbergasted.

He shrugs, smiling still. “Well, since it was your first ever game for them and they won… doesn’t seem too far-fetched to say you’re their good luck charm.”

“That is not how that works,” you say, and yet, you’re unbearably happy, mostly at the thought of him doing this for you. “You didn’t have to do that. I could’ve paid for my ticket —”

“No, no, this is my — what do you call it? My civic responsibility to society as the son of a billionaire.”

“That was — a joke…” For the most part. Funny how it’s easier to say that when you don’t know him or his family, but when you do, it’s almost uncomfortable.

But of course, it is not exactly incorrect, either. 

Tim has a lot of money. Bruce Wayne has a lot of money. You do not. 

Your face burns with heat. “Thanks, Timmy. That’s… really nice of you.”

Too nice, maybe. Much too nice. 

“I don’t mind,” he says and it sounds like he means it, too, that soft look in his gaze again. Your stomach swoops like you missed a step going down. 

“Besides,” he adds, the two of you heading for the door again. “I was thinking we could get something to eat beforehand. Something light since I know you said no baseball game is complete without a hot dog… but in that case, you can pay for that.”

“I will pay for that,” you mutter. 

He laughs. “See? Fair’s fair.”

Easy for him to say.

But you’d be lying through your teeth if you said any of this displeased you. 

It’s Tim, after all.

With him, you’re weak, like putty in his hands. He doesn’t know that, you think. Doesn’t know how much he means to you, how much you would do for him. 

But he can’t know. Because knowing that means knowing the depth of your affection, too, and that is a secret you’ll keep locked away until the end of your days.

(Thinking that is dangerous, you know. Because it’s Gotham and nothing is impossible in Gotham and you hardly want to tempt fate.

Doesn’t make it any less true, though.)

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1. i know they really try to pass batman and the others off as urban legends these days but. it doesn't make much sense when you consider the notoriety of say, the justice league or as seen here, the titans. you can't just have a team of superheroes and not have the public not knowing shit about that. however, i will say i do think they can still balance fear and myth while being well-known. bruce definitely can anyway

2. on that note, it always made more sense to me that the justice league, the titans, and basically all the superhero teams have to have some kind of pr team/department. they're super-powered or otherwise very talented but i think both the distance of a pr team is needed, as well as the fact that, well, that's strictly their job, to get the teams out of any messes they create. additionally, there has to be some kind of bureaucratic element to all of it, at least regarding who joins on missions and what not. basically, i don't think they would let teams of superheroes run around without supervision. not to say they're, like, extensions of the government because That Would Be Bad but... you know? gotta have accountability

3. the early seasons of spongebob are great and so is the movie. peak childhood moments for me and still now tbh. it's just very nostalgic. also as we all know food just looks so much better in cartoons and the triple gooberberry sundae is one of those things too. also kind of insane that they made him, like, drunk off it. old 2000s childhood tv shows are just insane in general

4. ocean man is a deeply excellent song and i was first introduced to it through the spongebob movie and i still regard it dearly. even if its silly its fun and catchy ok

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Rainbow Magic Fairy Fight

Round 1

Round 1: Abigail the Breeze Fairy, Addison the April Fool's Day Fairy, Adele the Singing Coach Fairy, Aisha the Astronaut Fairy, Aisha the Princess and the Pea Fairy, Alexa the Fashion Reporter Fairy, Alexandra the Royal Baby Fairy, Alice the Tennis Fairy, Alison the Art Fairy, Ally the Dolphin Fairy (August 16)

Round 2: Alyssa the Snow Queen Fairy, Amber the Orange Fairy, Amelia the Singing Fairy, Amelie the Seal Fairy, Amy the Amethyst Fairy, Angelica the Angel Fairy, Anna the Arctic Fox Fairy, Annabelle the Drawing Fairy, Annie the Detective Fairy, Anya the Cuddly Creatures Fairy (August 17)

Round 3: Aria the Synchro Fairy, Ariana the Firefighter Fairy, Ashley the Dragon Fairy, Autumn the Falling Leaves Fairy, Ava the Sunset Fairy, Bea the Buddha Day Fairy, Becky the Best Friend Fairy, Bella the Bunny Fairy, Belle the Birthday Fairy, Bethany the Ballet Fairy (August 18)

Round 4: Billie the Baby Goat Fairy, Blossom the Flower Girl Fairy, Bobbi the Bouncy Castle Fairy, Bonnie the Bike-Riding Fairy, Brianna the Bee Fairy, Brooke the Photographer Fairy, Caitlin the Ice Bear Fairy, Callie the Climbing Fairy, Camilla the Christmas Present Fairy, Cara the Camp Fairy (August 19)

Round 5: Cara the Coding Fairy, Carly the Schoolfriend Fairy, Carmen the Cheerleading Fairy, Carrie the Snow Cap Fairy, Catherine the Fashion Princess Fairy, Charles the Coronation Fairy, Charlie the Sunflower Fairy, Charlotte the Baby Princess Fairy, Chelsea the Chimpanzee Fairy, Chelsea the Congratulations Fairy (August 20)

Round 6: Cherry the Cake Fairy, Cheryl the Christmas Tree Fairy, Chloe the Topaz Fairy, Chrissie the Wish Fairy, Clare the Caring Fairy, Claudia the Accessories Fairy, Coco the Cupcake Fairy, Coral the Reef Fairy, Courtney the Clownfish Fairy, Crystal the Snow Fairy (August 21)

Round 7: Daisy the Festival Fairy, Danielle the Daisy Fairy, Danni the Drum Fairy, Darcey the Dance Diva Fairy, Debbie the Duckling Fairy, Deena the Diwali Fairy, Demi the Dressing-Up Fairy, Destiny the Pop Star Fairy, Edie the Garden Fairy, Eleanor the Snow White Fairy (August 22)

Round 8: Elisa the Adventure Fairy, Elisha the Eid Fairy, Elizabeth the Jubilee Fairy, Ella the Rose Fairy, Elle the Thumbelina Fairy, Ellen the Explorer Fairy, Ellie the Guitar Fairy, Elodie the Lamb Fairy, Elsa the Mistletoe Fairy, Elsie the Engineer Fairy (August 23)

Round 9: Emily the Emerald Fairy, Emma the Easter Fairy, Erin the Firebird Fairy, Esme the Ice Cream Fairy, Esther the Kindness Fairy, Etta the Elephant Fairy, Eva the Enchanted Ball Fairy, Evelyn the Mermicorn Fairy, Evie the Mist Fairy, Faith the Cinderella Fairy (August 24)

Round 10: Fatima the Face-Painting Fairy, Felicia the Fidget Toy Fairy, Fern the Green Fairy, Fiona the Flute Fairy, Fizz the Fireworks Fairy, Flora the Fancy Dress Fairy, Florence the Friendship Fairy, Frances the Royal Family Fairy, Francesca the Football Fairy, Frankie the Make-up Fairy (August 25)

Round 11: Frenchie the Bulldog Fairy, Freya the Friday Fairy, Gabby the Bubble Gum Fairy, Gemma the Gymnastics Fairy, Georgia the Guinea Pig Fairy, Giselle the Christmas Ballet Fairy, Goldie the Sunshine Fairy, Grace the Glitter Fairy, Greta the Earth Fairy, Gwen the Beauty and the Beast Fairy (August 26)

Round 12: Hana the Hanukkah Fairy, Hannah the Happy Ever After Fairy, Harper the Confidence Fairy, Harriet the Hamster Fairy, Hayley the Rain Fairy, Heather the Violet Fairy, Heidi the Vet Fairy, Helen the Sailing Fairy, Helena the Horseriding Fairy, Holly the Christmas Fairy (August 27)

Round 13: Honey the Sweet Fairy, Hope the Welcome Fairy, Imogen the Ice Dance Fairy, India the Moonstone Fairy, Isabella the Air Fairy, Isla the Ice Star Fairy, Ivy the Worry Fairy, Izzy the Indigo fairy, Jacinda the Peace Fairy, Jade the Disco Fairy (August 28)

Round 14: Jae the Boy Band Fairy, Jasmine the Present Fairy, Jayda the Snowboarding Fairy, Jessica the Jazz Fairy, Jessie the Lyrics Fairy, Josie the Jewellery-Making Fairy, Jude the Librarian Fairy, Julia the Sleeping Beauty Fairy, Juliet the Valentine Fairy, Kat the Jungle Fairy (August 29)

Round 15: Kate the Royal Wedding Fairy, Kathryn the PE Fairy, Katie the Kitten Fairy, Kayla the Pottery Fairy, Keiko the Diving Fairy, Keira the Film Star Fairy, Kimberley the Koala Fairy, Kimi the Bubble Tea Fairy, Kitty the Tiger Fairy, Konnie the Christmas Cracker Fairy (August 30)

Round 16: Kylie the Carnival Fairy, Lacey the Little Mermaid Fairy, Lara the Black Cat Fairy, Lauren the Puppy Fairy, Layla the Candyfloss Fairy, Layne the Surfing Fairy, Leah the Theatre Fairy, Leahann the Birthday Present Fairy, Leona the Unicorn Fairy, Lexi the Firefly Fairy (August 31)

Round 17: Li the Labrador Fairy, Libby the Story-Writing Fairy, Lila and Myla the Twins Fairies, Lily the Rainforest Fairy, Lindsay the Luck Fairy, Lisa the Jelly Bean Fairy, Lizzie the Sweet Treats Fairy, Lois the Balloon Fairy, Lola the Fashion Show Fairy, Lottie the Lollipop Fairy (September 1)

Round 18: Louise the Lily Fairy, Lucy the Diamond Fairy, Lulu the Lifeguard Fairy, Luna the Loom Band Fairy, Lydia the Reading Fairy, Maddie the Playtime Fairy, Madeleine the Cookie Fairy, Madison the Magic Show Fairy, Maisie the Moonbeam Fairy, Mara the Meerkat Fairy (September 2)

Round 19: Mariana the Goldilocks Fairy, Marissa the Science Fairy, Martha the Doctor Fairy, Mary the Sharing Fairy, Maryam the Nurse Fairy, Maya the Harp Fairy, Megan the Monday Fairy, Meghan the Wedding Sparkle Fairy, Melissa the Sports Fairy, Melodie the Music Fairy (September 3)

Round 20: Mia the Bridesmaid Fairy, Michelle the Winter Wonderland Fairy, Miley the Stylist Fairy, Milly the River Fairy, Mimi the Laughter Fairy, Molly the Goldfish Fairy, Monica the Marshmallow Fairy, Morgan the Midnight Fairy, Naomi the Netball Fairy, Natalie the Christmas Stocking Fairy (September 4)

Round 21: Niamh the Invitation Fairy, Nicki the Holiday Camp Fairy, Nina the Birthday Cake Fairy, Nur the Vlogger Fairy, Olivia the Orchid Fairy, Orla the Inventor Fairy, Padma the Pirate Fairy, Paige the Pantomime Fairy, Paloma the Dodgems Fairy, Pandora the Poodle Fairy (September 5)

Round 22: Paula the Pumpkin Fairy, Pearl the Cloud Fairy, Penelope the Foal Fairy, Penny the Pony Fairy, Perrie the Paramedic Fairy, Phoebe the Fashion Fairy, Pia the Penguin Fairy, Pippa the Poppy Fairy, Polly the Party Fun Fairy, Poppy the Piano Fairy (September 6)

Round 23: Priya the Polar Bear Fairy, Rae the Rollercoaster Fairy, Rebecca the Rock 'n' Roll Fairy, Rihanna the Seahorse Fairy, Riley the Skateboarding Fairy, Rita the Frog Princess Fairy, Rita the Rollerskating Fairy, Robyn the Christmas Party Fairy, Rochelle the Star Spotter Fairy, Rosalie the Rapunzel Fairy (September 7)

Round 24: Rosie the Honey Bear Fairy, Roxie the Baking Fairy, Ruby the Red Fairy, Ruth the Red Riding Hood Fairy, Sabrina the Sweet Dreams Fairy, Sadie the Saxophone Fairy, Samantha the Swimming Fairy, Samira the Superhero Fairy, Sara the Party Games Fairy, Sarah the Sunday Fairy (September 8)

Round 25: Sasha the Slime Fairy, Saskia the Salsa Fairy, Savannah the Zebra Fairy, Scarlett the Garnet Fairy, Selena the Sleepover Fairy, Selma the Snow Leopard Fairy, Seren the Sausage Dog Fairy, Shannon the Ocean Fairy, Shelley the Sherbet Fairy, Sianne the Butterfly Fairy (September 9)

Round 26: Sienna the Saturday Fairy, Sky the Blue Fairy, Skyler the Fireworks Fairy, Sophia the Snow Swan Fairy, Sophie the Sapphire Fairy, Soraya the Skiing Fairy, Stella the Star Fairy, Storm the Lightning Fairy, Summer the Holiday Fairy, Sunny the Yellow Fairy (September 10)

Round 27: Susie the Sister Fairy, Tallulah the Tuesday Fairy, Tamara the Tooth Fairy, Taylor the Talent Show Fairy, Teri the Trampolining Fairy, Thea the Thursday Fairy, Tia the Tulip Fairy, Tiana the Toy Fairy, Tilly the Teacher Fairy, Trixie the Halloween Fairy (September 11)

Round 28: Tyra the Dress Designer Fairy, Una the Concert Fairy, Vanessa the Dance Steps Fairy, Victoria the Violin Fairy, Violet the Painting Fairy, Whitney the Whale Fairy, Willow the Wednesday Fairy, Yasmeen the Canoeing Fairy, Yasmin the Night Owl Fairy, Zadie the Sewing Fairy (September 12)

Round 29: Zainab the Squishy Toy Fairy, Zara the Starlight Fairy, Zoe the Skating Fairy (September 13)

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