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musicfren · 2 months

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Protests March 2nd (this Saturday). Mostly USA, some global

Albuquerque, New Mexico

11:00 a.m.

Tiguex Park

Sponsored by: PSL Waukegan

Wellfleet, Massachusetts

10:00 a.m.

Town Hall Lawn

Sponsored by: Cape Codders for Peace and Justice

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middleland · 3 months

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American Ginseng Roots by Wayne National Forest

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American ginseng (Panax quinquefolius) can be harvested from the national forest with a permit and under specific conditions. Permits are $20 and are sold at our offices through the harvest season, which starts on September 1 and ends on December 31. Ginseng permits are sold separately for each unit of the Wayne National Forest (Athens, Ironton, and Marietta). A permit purchased for ginseng harvest in one unit cannot be used to harvest ginseng in another unit. Ohio has set specific laws controlling the harvest of ginseng, which permittees must follow in addition to rules specific to the national forest. Ohio law requires that with ginseng only mature roots (i.e., those with three leaf stems) be harvested. It also stipulates that harvesters replant the berries dug up with the root. Forest Service photo by Gary Chancey.

#wayne national forest #looking at plants

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insomniac-jay · 1 year

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DC OC | Stories

Faith, Trust, & Fairy Dust: After saving a mysterious woman from her assailant, Billie Sunday is left with the fate of two worlds in her hands. Armed with only her Metahuman powers and a group of loyal friends, can Billie be the hero that Fairyland needs?

Honor Among Rogues: Jahzara lives a double life. By day she is Jahzara Nwadike, daughter of business mogul Nneka Nwadike. At night, she's Fatale, member of the Watchers. But both sides of her share one goal: destroy Bruce Wayne and Wayne Enterprises.

There are many words to describe Vicia Lopez. Punk. Cocky. Lost. Rogue. All these traits make her the perfect Watcher and the perfect opponent of the Red Hood. But what happens when her feelings for him become more than hatred?

Nyctophilia (Back from the Dead): Greynasha's days as a member of the Cat's Claw gang were simple. But then the Big Bang changed everything-- including her. She's gotten used to the changes, but refuses to give up her life. Unfortunately the new circumstances won't allow for refusal.

Cosmogyral (Between Heaven and Hell): Life on Earth suits Sophia Evangelista. Being able to go to school, play video games, and travel across the world is all that Heaven and Themyscira couldn't offer. Everything's going well until the Princess of Hell shows up at her doorstep with an urgent message.

Celebrity Skin: Teen idol. Megastar. World-renowned celebrity. Marietta Brooks has it all, even as the foundation her career is built on threatens to crack under shady dealings. But Marietta is not taking this laying down. Donning the alias of Glamor, she's going to do whatever it takes to preserve her image-- even at the risk of losing everything.

Back Home I Go: For as long as Sasha can remember, Venice Beach has always been her home; but she can't shake off the feeling that there's something out there calling for her. There has to be answers and Sasha wants them-- even if she has to join the Titans to get them.

Stories for Daliah, Venus, and Flordelis are WIPs.

@calciumcryptid @peachyblkdemonslayer @autisticichihime

#jay's dc ocs #oc: billie/faerie #oc: jahzara/fatale #oc: vicia/crimson #oc: sophia/angeknight #oc: marietta/glamor #oc: sasha/wavedancer

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hpnewgen · 2 years

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HP NEW GEN Parental Masterlist

Sooooo, I’m beginning to realize seeing the same style headcanons constantly might get a bit boring for some after a while, so I’ve decided to branch out and provide you with something new and exciting (although I will still be posting those headcanons).

When reading the headcanons about my OCs, some of you may wonder who these kid’s parents are. While I give context in the posts themselves, I thought it would be a fun idea to create a masterlist of who’s the child of who, just so I can say this blog has some variety to it.

This list will only include the parents of my OCs, as everyone already knows who the canon character’s parents are anyway. Also, the pairings on this list are - for the most part - very random. In addition, I’ve made the executive decision to cross this universe over with that of Roald Dahl’s “Matilda” because there’s no way she would not have gone to Hogwarts with the Potter-Gen crew. All this to say, this list might get a little crazy. You have been warned.

One more thing, and this one’s pretty straightforward: This post is going to be rather long, as I’m still trying to find a happy medium between short little headcanons and thirty page essays content wise. I apologize in advance.

Thus, without further adieu:

Harry Potter: New Generation - The Parental Masterlist

*Links will be provided for the non-OC parents who are very - very - obscure*

Jack, Jake, Jason and Maisie: Gregory Goyle and Pansy Parkinson

Liam and Lavender: Seamus Finnigan and Matilda Wormwood (Although if I didn’t already have Caleb and Seamus Thomas lined up, I totally would’ve paired him with Dean.)

Trey and Milani: Justin Finch-Fletchley and Candice Blake

Simon: Dave Burnham and Melissa Wayne

Jasmine: Theodore Nott and Millicent Bulstrode

Abby: Dennis Creevey and Gabrielle Delacour

Mariah: Oliver Wood and Alicia Spinnet

Kyra and Astoria: Anthony Goldstein and Daphne Greengrass

Evelyn: Isaac Owens and Robin Derricks

Amina: Stephen Umbridge and Leslie Willard (Estranged great niece of Dolores Umbridge - nothing alike, I promise.)

Caleb and Seamus: Dean Thomas and Susan Bones (Once again, would’ve paired him with Seamus if Liam and Lavender weren’t already a thing.)

Brett and Ana: Cormac McLaggen and Parvati Patil

Clare: Victor Marerro and Cloe Ryder

Raina and Norah: Vinh Webber and Kim Mac

Cody: David Kowalski and Mary Pressley (Great-grandson of Jacob Kowalski)

Annabelle: Emmanuel DeCleure and Olivie Beringer

Nathaniel and Diamond: Blaise Zabini and Zoe Accrington

Sam: Clement Sweeney and Nikki Ross

Jaxon and Daisy: Dudley Dursley and Lucille Robertson

Summer: Marcus Belby and Marietta Edgecombe

Andrew: Mick Hornby and Grace Nutley

Gavin, Gabby and Noah: Edgar Mason and Cho Chang (Noah was adopted when he was two.)

Emily: Lee Jordan and Katie Bell (I originally had Katie with Oliver Wood, but that aGE GAP-)

Aries: Dominic Alderton and Mandy Brocklehurst (Descendant of Arkie Alderton.)

Ophilia: Rodger Davies and Patricia Stimpson

Linus: Alfred Cattermole and Jaida Adams

Anzhelo and Apostol: Viktor Krum and Elisaveta Bonev

Lindsay: Mikey Wormwood (Matilda Wormwood’s brother) and Viola Audley

Christopher: Jasper Warble and Monica Carver (Descendant of Irving Warble)

Nico: Jake Farley (Let’s just assume he and his relatives were found) and Stacey Arrington

Gemma: Bethany Dawn and Rowena Shelby (Via adoption)

Jerry and Ojas: Michael Corner and Padma Patil

Lucas and Natalie: Marcus Flint and Selina Moore

Victoria and Everett: Ernie Macmillan and Suzette Wilbur

Belle and Sophie: Calvin Tucker and Jennifer Harvey

Desmond, Tiffany, David and Amy: Terry Boot and Romilda Vane

Joyce: James Spencer and Nadia Bryant

Andre: Levi Brent and Clara Archer

Julianna: Trevor Gill and Jonathan Awkwright (Via surrogate)

Romaine: Florent Denis and Georgie Mathieu

Aileen: Terence Higgs and Penelope Clearwater

Riley and Michael: Kevin Entwhistle and Sally-Anne Perks

Sean: Ryan Walker and Dylan Franklin (Via adoption)

Alexia: Chase Aubrey and Megan Jones (niece of Bertram Aubrey)

Jane: Stephen Cornfoot and Sophie Roper

Aidan: Eddie Carmichael and Sue Li

Nick and Evan: Zacharias Smith and Vanessa Richardson

Morgan: Wayne Hopkins and Kellah Summers

John: Charles Bayless and Whitney Ethans

Will: Arnie Clayton and Jaiden Audley

Melinda: Derek Abbott and Natalie McDonald

Xavier: August Jones and Sylvia Mercer

Alana: Graham Pritchard and Orla Quirke

Danielle: Blaine Howard and Elanor Branstone

Emma: Conrad Wheeler and Angela Watkins

Erin: Orson Dearborn and Bonita Barton (Granddaughter of Caradoc Dearborn)

Tiana Porter: Benjamin Porter and Alice Power

Lexi: Jimmy Peakes and Laura Madley

Madison: Adrian Pucey and Lenore Payton

Connor: Cecil Reynolds and Olivia Hayes

Jared: Norris Ridley and Patricia Abram

Elodie: Ignace Lestrange and Josiane Girard (Distantly related to Rodolphus Lestrange)

Elle: Bernard Atkins and Jacqueline Dorsey

Ida: Ryder Burke and Lola Lucas

Peggie: Elias Norman and Marilyn Fleming

Camilla: Randall Abel and Angelita Barboza

Rebecca: Sullivan Fawley and Esther Lyndon

Zinnia: Timothy Pierce and Hadley Madison (Via adoption)

Alvin: Alger Levitt and Lucinda Cornell

Carley: Geoffrey Barlow and Alyssa York

Fiona: Joseph Chapman and Leana Ford (Younger sister to Polly Chapman)

Maggie and Liza: Lewis Drew and Alicia Lockwood

Felix: Lorenzo Berkshire and Tracey Davis

#harry potter #harry potter next gen #harry potter next generation #harry potter headcanon #harry potter next gen headcanon #abriff03's the name providing closure's my game

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shiinavanhellsing · 2 months

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It's Pluto MFN Van Hellsing also known as Shiina

Scorpio ☀️ Pisces 🌙 Aries ⬆️

Brooklyn born, Marietta residing girlie

#shiinas aesthetic #Spotify

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pirateboy · 11 months

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14, 29, 37 and 96?

Hi Mattie thanks for the ask! :) 14: What is your favourite band of each decade? ok going from the 60s cos i don't know enough before that

60s: The Beatles 70s: The Rolling Stones 80s: The Smiths 90s: Oasis 00s: Gorillaz 10s: hmm either Modern Baseball or The Front Bottoms or Marietta I can't choose lol 29: Who is your favourite bassist? ok so like... is he my favourite bassist purely musically? no but i tried and failed to choose one bassed ;) on that so i'm going with Randy Meisner i think he's rlly cool. Also wanna give a shout out to James Jamerson cos he's an actual legend... 37: Good song for road trips 2-4-6-8 Motorway by the Tom Robinson Band! 96: Favourite song from each decade you listen to? this is... so hard?? i tried my best 😔

60s: Good Times by Sam Cooke 70s: Moonlight Mile by The Rolling Stones 80s: Lay All Your Love On Me by ABBA 90s: Hypnotize by The Notorious B.I.G 00s: Pray To The Lord by Lil Wayne 10s: God Bless Eric Taylor by Marietta 20s: The Feels by TWICE

#asks

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goalhofer · 1 year

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2023 World Baseball Classic Puerto Rico Roster

Pitchers

#0 Marcus Stroman (Chicago Cubs/Brookhaven, New York)

#13 Emilio Pagán (Minnesota Twins/Greenville, South Carolina)

#16 Jovani Morán (Minnesota Twins/Ciudad Mayagüez)

#28 Fernando Cruz (Cincinnati Reds/Ciudad Bayamón)

#30 Dereck Rodríguez (St. Paul Saints/Opa-locka, Florida)

#35 José Espada (Ft. Wayne TinCaps/Juncos)

#37 José Berríos (Toronto Blue Jays/Ciudad Bayamón)

#39 Edwin Díaz (New York Mets/Ciudad Humacao)

#41 Nicholas Padilla (Chicago White Sox/The Bronx, New York)

#43 Alex Díaz (Cincinnati Reds/Ciudad Humacao)

#45 Luis Quiñones (New Hampshire Fisher Cats/Ciudad Arecibo)

#48 Jorge López (Minnesota Twins/Ciudad Cayey De Muesas)

#52 Dominic Hamel (Brooklyn Cyclones/Chandler, Arizona)

#53 Hector Santiago (Acereros De Monclava/Bloomfield, New Jersey)

#54 Jonathan Bermúdez (Sacramento River Cats/Ciudad Caomo)

#56 Duane Underwood; Jr. (Pittsburgh Pirates/Marietta, Georgia)

#58 Alex Claudio (Nashville Sounds/Juncos)

#64 Anthony Maldonado (Jacksonville Jumbo Shrimp/Wellington, Florida)

#75 Yacksel Ríos (Gwinnett Stripers/Ciudad Gurabo)

#87 José De León (St. Paul Saints/Ciudad Isabela)

Catchers

#7 Christian Vázquez (Minnesota Twins/Ciudad Bayamón)

#10 M.S. Melendez; Jr. (Kansas City Royals/Miami-Dade County, Florida)

#15 Martín Maldonado (Houston Astros/Ciudad Naguabo)

Infielders

#5 Enrique Hernández; Jr. (Boston Red Sox/Ciudad Toa Baja)

#9 Ednel Báez (Detroit Tigers/Jacksonville, Florida)

#12 Francisco Lindor (New York Mets/Ciudad Caguas)

#18 Edwin Díaz (Worcester Red Sox/Ciudad Vega Alta)

#26 Emmanuel Rivera (Arizona Diamondbacks/Ciudad Mayagüez)

#31 Vimael Machín (Lehigh Valley IronPigs/Ciudad Humacao)

#99 Neftalí Soto (Yokohama DeNA BeiShutsuen-Sha/Ciudad Manatí)

Outfielders

#14 Henry Ramos (Louisville Bats/Ciudad Maunabo)

#17 Eddie Rosario; Jr. (Atlanta Braves/Ciudad Guayama)

#32 Johneshwy Fargas (free agent/Ciudad Trujillo Alto)

#40 Nelson Velázquez (Chicago Cubs/Ciudad Carolina)

Coaches

Manager Yadi Molina (Béisbol De Puerto Rico/Ciudad Vega Alta)

Bench coach Alex Cintrón (Houston Astros/Ciudad Humacao)

Hitting coach Vic Rodriguez (Cleveland Guardians/New York, New York)

Assistant hitting coach Juan González (Béisbol De Puerto Rico/Ciudad Vega Baja)

Pitching coach Ricky Bones (Washington Nationals/Ciudad Salinas)

Bullpen coach José Rosado (Tampa Tarpons/Jersey City, New Jersey)

1B coach José Molina (Béisbol De Puerto Rico/Ciudad Vega Alta)

3B coach Luis Rivera (Toronto Blue Jays/Ciudad Cidra)

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seniorveteranscare · 1 year

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#veterans wseniorveteranscarenetwork

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ao3feed-brucewayne · 2 years

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Ray of Light

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/MkhCVu3

by EvilIrishPixie

Words: 41789, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Batman - All Media Types

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Dick Grayson, Harry Potter, Original Male Character(s), Haly's Circus Ringmaster (Gotham), Original Snake Familiar, Luna Lovegood, Order of the Phoenix, Bruce Wayne, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Cedric Diggory, Cho Chang, Marietta Edgecombe, Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Ron Weasley, (mentioned) Hermione Granger, (mentioned) Ginny Weasley, Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, Damian Wayne, Alfred the Cat (DCU), Basilisk (Harry Potter), Fawkes (Harry Potter)

Relationships: Dick Grayson/Harry Potter

Additional Tags: Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Female Harry Potter, Sane Tom Riddle, Ravenclaw Harry Potter, Parselmouth Damian Wayne, Wizard Tim Drake

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/MkhCVu3

#IFTTT #bruce wayne #batman #the dark knight #the cape crusader #gotham #dc universe #ao3 #ao3feed

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goggles-mcgee · 2 years

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Jason: "...."

Bruce: "...."

Jason: "Soooooo?"

Bruce: "Jason Peter Todd-Wayne. Did you teach Marietta to kick people because they, quote on quote, "Have bad vibes"?"

Jason: "I can neither confirm nor deny that allegation."

#wish me away drabble #look i was writing the new chapter and this agressively jumped into my brain #so I'm sharing it with all of you!#mldccrossover Jason Todd | Red Hood #mldccrossover Bruce Wayne | Batman #mldccrossover Marietta Wayne #mldccrossover Marinette Dupain-Cheng | Ladybug #Marietta Wayne

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michigandrifter · 5 years

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The Spoilers 1942

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nightlychaotic · 3 years

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A Deadly Dance

The soft thud of feet hitting the roof drew Marinette’s focus away from her target. She stood, leveling her gun on her company as she swiftly turned to face him.

"Am I interrupting something?"

"Nothing that concerns you."

“Really? I don’t typically see people on top of skyscrapers armed in the middle of the night. Much less watching a prominent business. Usually spells trouble.”

She moved, walking around Nightwing as she did so, putting him between her and Wayne Enterprises so she could keep an eye on both as she dealt with this intrusion.

“You think I’m trouble?”

“I know you are,” he said, moving closer.

She hesitated pulling the trigger as he made his move. She ducked, rolling out of the way as he closed the distance, holstering her guns as she stood.

Pulling her garrote out, she held it taut as Nightwing brought his escrima stick down, using it to block his blow before wrapping it around his arm. She swung herself up, using his arm to anchor herself, legs wrapping around his neck as she moved, flipping herself over him, landing deftly on her feet as she hooked her arm around his neck using her momentum to bring him to the ground. Planting her foot firmly on his chest, she stared down at the masked vigilante.

“Not often someone gets this close without me noticing them.”

He gave a small grin. “I must be special then.”

She narrowed her eyes slightly as he said that. Glancing for a half second back at Wayne Enterprises to see if her target was still there as he continued, grabbing her attention once more.

“What do you want with Lucius Fox?”

“I don’t think you’re in the position to be asking questions here.”

“Maybe next time I will be,” he said, grabbing her foot and yanking, pulling her down on top of him, rolling so he rested on top of her. “What about now?

She gave a small smile. “What’s it to you?” she asked softly, flipping their positions once more, so her knee was digging into his chest. “And just so you know,” She tilted her head to the side as she leant over him. “You won’t be lucky enough for a next time,” she said softly, activating her Widow’s Bite as she punched him in the chest. Watching him for a moment to make sure he was down before turning her back on him.

Turning she let out a small hiss of frustration finding that Wayne Enterprises had gone dark. Her target’s whereabouts were now unknown. She shook her head, as she moved, a quick walkabout the roof as she cased the alleys, roofs, windows, and streets around her stopping for a moment as she spotted a black and blue motorcycle.

A quick check of Nightwing’s pockets, relinquished the keys to her possession, as she made her escape.

A small groan, from behind her spurred her into action as she jumped, grabbing onto the fire escape to help control her descent as she quickly scaled down the building. Dropping the last 10 feet and landing in a crouch, only sparing a quick glance up at the sound of movement from the rooftop, she moved, swinging her leg up and over a black and blue motorcycle, throwing the keys into the ignition and starting it, wasting no time in taking off. Weaving between cars and into the late night traffic, a small grin making its way on her face.

Tonight may have been a failure, but she had back up plans for a reason. At least she’d gotten a new bike out of it. The best one she’d ever rode. Once she found and got rid of the bugs and trackers it was bound to have planted throughout.

She swerved off the road, dumping the bike, stashing it for later use after a quick preliminary sweep. Ducking into her safe house she tossed her weapons aside, closing her eyes for a few hours. There was work to be done come morning.

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“Excuse me, sir. Do you have an appointment?”

Dick froze as he heard a familiar voice speak up from the long-vacant secretary desk, that he didn’t look twice at on his way in. He turned, heart stopping as he put a face to the voice. The assassin from the other night. Marietta Davids according to the name plate.

“Has the cat got your tongue or do you have an appointment?” She asked.

“I- no. I don’t. I was unaware Tim had gotten himself a secretary.”

“Mr. Drake hired me yesterday. Now, if you don’t have any business here-” she stopped as another voice interrupted.

“It’s fine, Ms. Davids. And please, I keep telling you, call me Tim not Mr. Drake.” “Only if you stop calling me Ms. Davids, Mr. Drake,” she replied with a small smile.

“Marietta, this is my brother Dick. I’m going to regret this later but just let him in when he comes by. Save us all the headache. And terrible flirting.”

“If you’re worried about me, I can handle myself.”

“I watched you trip over air three times this morning,” Tim deadpanned in response. Dick made a strangled choking noise as Tim said that.

That. That did not fit with what he’d seen the other night. The fluid grace and confidence tripping over thin air. Nope. Not at all.

Dick was pulled from his thoughts as a finger poked his cheek. "What the hell has gotten into you, Dick?" Dick didn't dare take his eyes off the secretary as he side-stepped towards Tim, grabbing his arm and dragging him into the office. "Fire her, now."

"No." "She's an assassin, Tim!" "You know I carefully vet anyone who works close to me." "That's what scares me." Tim stared at him for a moment, before crossing his arms, and sitting back in his chair. "She's staying."

Dick let out a breath as he stared at his brother. Tim stared back, looking unimpressed as Dick ran a hand through his hair, letting out a breath.

“Why don’t you believe me?”

“Oh I do. But this bugs you, so she’s staying,” the grin on Tim’s face was infuriating. “But if it makes you feel better I’ll monitor and bug her work. Happy?”

“This is the best I’m going to get isn’t it?”

“Do you really need me to answer that?”

Dick had barely made it two steps out the door before falling back as another body slammed into him and a flurry of papers rained down around the two. He looked up to see Marietta push herself up slightly, hands planted on her chest as she stared down at him, her face red as she looked away quickly. Dick swallowed as he felt his face heat up.

“I am so sorry. I wasn’t looking where i was going and then you were there and oh my gosh are you okay? I didn’t hurt you did I?”

“I’m fine. Are you okay? You didn’t twist your ankle or anything did you?” He gave her a tight smile as he picked himself up, offering her a hand up and steadying her before helping bend down to pick up the fallen files.

“No. No I didn’t. Thank you. I really am sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it.”

“Thank you. Again I’m sorry. Have a good rest of your day,” she said, smiling at him before turning away. She wobbled slightly on her high heels as she walked away, re-sorting her fallen papers in her arms as she did.

Dick clamped a hand over Tim’s face as the latter opened his mouth.

“Don’t even say it. Don’t you dare.”

“I would never. See you at home, Dick,” Tim said as he pushed Dick’s arm away, twisting away, the indignance clear in his voice. “I’ll try not to let the dangerous assassin do anything while you’re gone.”

“Tim-”

“Goodbye, Dick,” Tim replied, pushing him away and disappearing back into his office, the soft click of the lock settling behind him. Dick shook his head as he headed back out, passing by Marietta’s desk.

“Goodbye Mr. Grayson.”

Dick froze, turning, hearing his last name.

“Is there a problem, Dick?”

“No. No. Not at all. Sorry to take up your time.”

“Feel free anytime. Have a good night, Dick.”

“You too, Marietta.”

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Marinette smiled softly as she walked away, carefully wobbling on her heels as she walked away, shuffling the papers in her arms, setting them down on her desk, she idly reorganised them, brushing a hair behind her ear as she activated her comm to listen to the bug she planted on Dick.

“Don’t even say it. Don’t you dare.”

“I would never. See you at home, Dick. I’ll try not to let the dangerous assassin do anything while you’re gone.”

She’d been made. At least partially based on Tim’s voice, the sarcasm crystal clear as the two brothers parted ways. Dick knew something he shouldn’t. Especially since she’d only truly interacted with one person. Nightwing. The only one who had a semblance of what she was. Oh this just got so much more interesting.

She glanced up as she heard footsteps approaching,

“Goodbye Mr. Grayson.”

She tilted her head to the side a little as he turned back to look at her.

“Is there a problem, Dick?”

“No. No. Not at all. Sorry to take up your time.”

“Feel free anytime. Have a good night, Dick.”

“You too, Marietta.”

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“You’ve upped your game.”

She blocked his punch, grabbing his wrist and twisting, pulling one of his escrima sticks out and twirling it in her hand as she took a step back, watching him.

“Well I know what I’m up against now.”

“Do you?” she asked, tilting her head slightly. “Or is it after one brief encounter you think you know what you need to know about me.”

“I’ve dealt with assassins before.”

“Not with my kind.”

“How do you know that?”

“You’d either be dead or you’d recognise what you were up against,” she said, circling him.

“Would I? I thought I’d know all the heavy hitters at this point. The League, the Court.”

She arched a brow as he listed those. “Finally come out of the darkness have they?”

“In a way.”

“So you just happened to blindly stumble upon them?”

“Why do you care?”

She shrugged. “Good to know what others know.”

“Why do you hide in the dark?”

“With the lights out, it's less dangerous. Isn’t that why you bats operate at night? The safety to hide and instill fear? To appear and vanish seemingly at will?” she asked, closing the distance between the two of them.

“We’re not the same.”

She tilted her head. “No?” she asked, brushing past him. He jammed his escrima stick into her side, letting out a small taze. She buckled, letting out a small cry, giving him an opportunity to pin her to the ground, stealing his other stick back.

“Game over.”

“No! You don’t understand.”

“That you kill people for money, the thrill, or both? That you don’t care about who you kill?”

“It’s not like that.”

“Care to enlighten me?”

She turned her head to the side, refusing to look at him. “I don’t have a choice. This needs to be done.”

Nightwing’s grip softened slightly. “Are you in danger? Who are you working for? Are they holding something over you? I can help you.”

“You can?” she asked, meeting his eyes once more.

He nodded, holding a hand out to help her up. “If you talk to me I can help you.”

She nodded, giving him a small smile as she took his hand. He started to help her up before she yanked, pulling him into her as she pulled her knee up to hit him in the side. She moved around him, letting go of his arm briefly as she threw her weight back into him. He ducked, rolling away, reaching back for his escrima sticks, coming up empty.

She gave a quick, soft laugh. “These are nice. I can see why Fox has our attention now.”

She twirled them idly in her hands as she moved, leaning closer with a smirk. “And just so you know, I am so much more than an assassin. Have a good night, Dick.”

She pulled away, giving a swift punch to his temple to knock him out, leaving him there as she walked away. She tossed his escrima sticks to the side as she walked away, glancing back at him once as she disappeared over the ledge of the building.

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Dick shoved his hands in his jacket, he felt a small lump in his pocket. Frowning, he pulled it out, revealing one of the trackers from his bike and a small bug.

“I can’t believe it,” he muttered as he repocketed his tracker, focusing more on the small bug in his hand, emblazoned with a faint red hourglass etched into the side. Four little legs stuck out on either side, clearly designed to help stick to walls and underneath objects. If he’d seen it from a distance he’d have assumed it was a spider.

He ran his finger over the small etching on the back of it. A black widow. He let out a small laugh. Fitting for an assassin.

Dick shook his head as he entered Wayne Enterprises, making his way into his brothers office, placing the bug and tracker on the desk.

“She bugged me, Tim.”

Tim looked briefly at the items before handing them back and standing up with a small shrug.

“I hate to break it to you, Dick. She’s the best secretary I’ve ever had and she hasn’t once done a thing to cause suspicion or that’s out of line.”

“Don’t you think that’s suspicious?”

“No, I think it’s competent unlike you.”

“You wound me.”

“Good.”

“Tim-”

“I know Dick. Don’t worry,” Tim said, moving the two of them closer to the office door. “I’ll be careful.” He shot Dick a grin as he shut his office door in his brother’s face. “See you later!” he called as the soft click ended their conversation.

Dick let out a breath, considering for a moment picking the lock just for the sake of annoying Tim, when the soft click of heels behind him caught his attention, turning he saw Marrietta walking towards her desk. He moved following after her.

“Who do you think you’re fooling?”

Marietta turned, depositing her files, before facing Dick in front of her desk. “I don’t know what you mean.”

“Your game. Using my brother, my father’s company to get close to your target.”

“What? You don’t enjoy this little dance of ours, Blue Bird?”

“I know what you are,” he lied, looking away slightly as he changed the subject.

She leaned closer, looking up at him. “And what am I?”

“A Black Widow,” he said, taking a shot, placing her bug and the bike’s tracker on the desk next to her hand. She swept them up, tucking them away, swiftly.

“I expected you to take longer to find them. And I am impressed you managed to guess what I am...” she trailed off studying him, a small smile slowly growing. “Anyway you’ll be happy to hear I’ll be out of your nest, for a while at least, soon.”

“I don’t think that’s a good thing.”

She shrugged, ducking away from him. “That depends on how you look at it. Have a nice day, Mr. Grayson.”

Dick watched as she aggressively ignored his presence before leaving, missing the small smile on her face as he left.

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He blinked. She didn’t care who she killed, the bodies that lay in the hall was proof enough of that, yet she had spared him, twice.

The soft click of a door shutting was the only warning he had, snapping him from the scene in front of him. Dick ducked into an open doorway, closing the door mostly behind him, peering through the crack as the footsteps drew closer.

Dick watched Marietta stop, Lucius bound and unconscious slung over her shoulder, looking around for a moment, before she called out, “You can come out Dick. I won’t bite, and I'd really hate to kill you because you became a loose end."

Dick stepped out, leaning against the doorframe as she watched. "So this is the end of the dance, Marietta?"

She paused, looking at him before answering with a small, tight smile. “My name’s Marinette. Not Marietta.”

“Is it?”

She tilted her head slightly. “Consider it a peace offering. I’m trying to build a bridge here.”

”Why would you do that?”

“In case I ever need help. You’ve offered it before. I might need to cash in on it later on. And you make a great dance partner.”

"Don't be too sure about that."

“You have a good heart, Dick. Don’t worry. I’ll make sure he’s returned safe and sound by the end of the month. I’ll see you again, Dick.”

"I don't trust you. "

"You'd be foolish if you did. But you haven't stopped me yet. No doubt out of concern for Lucius here. Scared he'll be hurt in the crossfire."

Dick stepped closer, closing the short distance between them. "You're at a disadvantage."

"Am I?" She asked as she swept his feet out from underneath him, placing one on his chest, peering down at him, as she switched her hold on Lucius. "Stay down," she ordered softly. "Goodbye Dick."

“Goodbye, Marinette.”

She smiled briefly before disappearing out into the maze of halls, leaving Dick behind.

He smiled pulling out his phone and checking on the tracker he planted on Marinette.

"Until next time."

#Maribat #Dickinette #Red Room Marinette #No Beta this is lack of sleep #Black Widow Marinette #Enemies to lovers

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ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴏғ ᴜs シ ~ ғᴇᴍ!ᴅᴀᴍɪᴀɴᴇᴛᴛᴇ

~ official meeting ~

information

prologue

chapters: one

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now playing ➪

no wind resistance! ~ kinneret

just imagine being human

hating your confusion

denying 'til it's proven

laughing at illusion

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marinette looked across the gym to the girl people dubbed the 'ice princess,' delilah wayne.

'she's pretty.' marinette thought as she sat on the ground, drinking her water, watching her gym coach speak about what they are doing tomorrow.

today, all they did was did a work out video, and from what marinette gathered from the 30 minutes of it, she could tell delilah was built.

"... and tomorrow we are playing volleyball." the coach finished.

"what's the point? delailah's team is going to automatically win," a girl said.

"yeah," her friend agreed.

"well that's not my fault, gym class over! pack up girls! i'll see you tomorrow!" the coach called, blowing her whistle.

'lunch time.' marinette though as she walked to the lunch room. marinette preferred to pack her own lunch so she didn't have to wait in line.

'looks like i can't sit outside today.' it was her fourth day at her new school, and so far she ate outside every day, but today it was raining heavily. 'that seat looks good,' she thought as she walked to the open chairs in the corner by a window.

marinette saw a little lady bug and thought of tikki. she still has her because she was the guardian, yes, but in order to keep the world balanced, she had to pick up the ladybug and black cat miraculous.

she had to take away the miraculous from chat noir due to... issues.

'no stop!' marinette though, shaking off the bad thoughts, 'you're okay!'

marinatte now carries the mouse miraculous.

marinette loved mullo, yes, but she and tikki had a one no one could ever breaks, 'i miss you tikki-'

marinette heard a little clank of a tray from next to her, "hello?" the person said.

she looked up and realized it was the pretty girl from her gym class, "oh- ugh hi!"

marinette was pan, everyone knew that, but because she was pan, certain people thought they could take that to their advantage.

'okay marinette! stop pitying the past!' marinette scolded herself in her mind.

"ugh, i sit here." delilah said, trying to stop herself from stuttering.

marinatte blinked, "oh, okay!" she then scooted over so delilah could have room.

"thank you." delilah said, sitting down across from her.

"so what's your name?" delilah asked, acting as if she didn't know her name.

'pretty girl wants to no my name?!' marinette screamed in her head, 'okay, okay!'

"m-marinette!" she smiled.

"delilah." delilah said, looking up at marinette.

"that's a pretty name!" marinette looked at her with stars in her eyes.

'how am i not supposed to fall for her when she looks at me like that?' delilah thought, turning away from the smiling girl.

"thank you." delilah said, looking down, taking some of her green beans.

"welcoming." marinette said before the two fell into a silence.

it wasn't the uncomfortable ones that marinette usually experienced, it was peaceful, calming in a way that marinette can't quite put her finger on.

a few minutes past and delilah finally got enough courage to talk, "so, are you new?"

"i... yes." marinette said, looking up from her dumplings she made this morning.

"why did you move?" delilah asked.

"well, it was a family problem," marinette vaguely said, looking off into the distance.

"oh, my bad." delilah looked down, ashamed she asked.

"it's okay, people get curious, why did a girl from paris come to gotham? almost unheard of. who comes to gotham willingly?"

'paris?' delilah thought as she looked up to meet marinette's eyes.

"but it's okay, if anything, i'm happier here." marietta smiled at the ceiling.

"well, if-" delilah was cut off by the bell.

"what was that?" marietta asked looking over to her.

"nothing." delilah said, "see you later, marinette."

"yeah! okay."

as marientte was walking down the hall, she heard students saying things about how the "ice princess" sat with someone.

"did you hear? the ice princess ate with someone at lunch today and didn't complain!"

"no way!"

"yeah! i saw it with my own eyes! i don't know who it is though!"

'what's so cold about her?' marinette thought as she closed her locker.

"i can't believe it! dude, she's so hot! whoever sat with her must be hot, too! they must be, like, hot sex gods!" a jock high-fived his friend.

"hell yeah man!"

"ew." marinette shuddered at the thought, 'i guess this is high school in america.'

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".... have a good rest of your day!" the english teacher, mrs. samantha, waved.

so far, she was hands down marinette's favorite teacher. unlike her other teachers, she enjoyed what she did, and you can tell how she teaches.

as marinette walked out of the school, she noticed the ran has stopped and spotted delilah, walking over to the tall girl, "hey, delilah!" she called out, happily skipped over to her.

delilah blushed and turned around to see her, "hello, marinette."

"i was meaning to ask you at lunch, but can i have your number. your kinda my first friend here, and my only friend." she mumbled the end, which delilah caught and frowned.

"sure." delilah replied shortly, giving marinette her phone. 'thank god you said that.'

i'm reality, delilah wanted to asker get for her number at lunch, but she was to nervous to ask, (un)fortunately, the bell rang right before she could ask.

"great! i'll see you later! my car is that way!" marinette said, pointing to the student parking section.

waving goodbye, she walked towards her car, smiling knowing she achieved something.

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"harley! i'm home!" marinette yelled as she got out of the apartment's elevator. bud and lou ran as fast as they could to her, causing her to fall on the ground.

"hey puddin! how was your day?" harleen quinzel, better known as harley, asked her unofficial daughter.

harley and her girlfriend, pamela isley, better known as poison ivy, took her in during the summer, and they've grown attached to the young bluenette.

marinette's parents, tom dupain and sabine cheng, allegedly did some shady stuff the help their business grow faster, causing them to go to court, ultimately landing them 25 years in prison.

on top of that, marinette was getting bullied in paris because of all of the problems in her family, so the judge decided to send her to a better home, and harley and ivy just so happened to be the best pick for her.

harley and ivy worked hard to get their records clean from all the bad things they've done in the past, it took them months to do it, but once they did, they were pleased with marinette.

"it was good." marinette said, getting up and putting her stuff down on the floor, taking off her shoes, some things die hard.

"that's good to hear! meets any new friends?" harley asked the girl.

"yeah." marientte replied, "delilah wayne-"

"delilah wayne?!" harley asked jumping up to look at marientte with wide eyes.

"well, yeah-" marientte was cut of again.

"oh my marbles! mari, just wait 'till i tell pam! our little girl melted the ice princess!" harley jumped around marinette.

"she's not as cold as people say she is." marientte said, trying to defend her friend.

'why did that hurt to say she was my friend, i just met her?'

"yes, yes! but still you made a friend! good job!" harley said, hugging the life out of the shorter girl.

"pam should be home at any minute, so can you make us some spinach puff pastry rolls again? they were so good!" harley started pushing marientte twoards the kitchen, not giving her a chance to speak.

"okay, 5 spinach puffs on the way!"

'gosh, how did i get so lucky'

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once marinette settled down in bed, she took out her phone and texted delilah.

marientte: hey delilah! it's marientte! i just wanted to tell you good night and i'll see you tomorrow! 😁

delilah: hello marientte, good night to you as well.

little did marinette know, across town, in the wayne manner, there was a girl in her bed, screaming into her pillow.

marientte put down her phone with a sigh, going to peaceful sleep, mullo right beside her, with a large smile.

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chapter one: closed

next: two

penny for your thoughts my friends?

#damian #female damian #marinette #lesbian #pan!marinette dupan chen #pansexual #daminette

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Well we were going to wait a little longer, but we’re just so excited we’re going to go ahead and release our canon list now! Please note that this canon list was created by Kill Your Heroes staff and is only to be used on our site.

▼ - muggleborn ◄ - halfblood ► - pureblood ▲ - tainted * indicates a canon family note that must be followed. ** indicates a canon family note created by the first player in that family.

ABBOTT Joseph Abbott + Patricia (nee Stimpson) ◄ -- -- Abbott, thirty six ◄ -- -- Abbott, thirty three ◄ -- -- Abbott, twenty-nine ◄ -- -- Abbott, twenty-six ABERCROMBIE Euan Abercrombie + Lauren (nee Fitch) ◄ -- -- Abercrombie, thirty ◄ -- -- Abercrombie, twenty-four ◄ -- -- Abercrombie, twenty-four ◄ -- -- Abercrombie, twenty-two * the twenty-four year olds are twins. ACKERLY Stewart Ackerly + Natalie (nee McDonald) ◄ -- -- Ackerly, twenty-eight ◄ -- -- Ackerly, twenty-seven ◄ -- -- Ackerly, twenty-three AVERY Mauricius Avery + Hestia (nee Carrow) ► -- -- Avery, twenty-seven ► -- -- Avery, twenty-three BADDOCK Malcolm Baddock + Laura (nee Madley) ◄ -- -- Baddock, thirty one ◄ -- -- Baddock, thirty BARBARY Heathcote Barbary + Mandy (nee Brocklehurst) ◄ -- -- Barbary, thirty four ◄ -- -- Barbary, thirty two ◄ -- -- Barbary, twenty-six ◄ -- -- Barbary, twenty-one BELBY Marcus Belby + Tracey (nee Davis) ◄ -- -- Belby, thirty one ◄ -- -- Belby, thirty ◄ -- -- Belby, twenty-three BOLE Lucian Bole + Rebecca (nee Hoffman) ◄ -- -- Bole, thirty ◄ -- -- Bole, twenty-nine BOOT Terry Boot + Sally (nee Smith) ◄ -- -- Boot, thirty two ◄ -- -- Boot, twenty-seven ◄ -- -- Boot, twenty-five BONES-HOPKINS Wayne Hopkins + Susan Bones ◄ -- -- Bones-Hopkins, twenty-eight ◄ -- -- Bones-Hopkins, twenty-five ◄ -- -- Bones-Hopkins, twenty-two BOTT Cyprien Bott + Florence (nee Slughorn) ► -- -- Bott, forty ► -- -- Bott, thirty eight ► -- -- Bott, thirty four ► -- -- Bott, thirty one BURKE Icarus Burke + Rosetta (nee Borgin) ► -- -- Burke, thirty six ► -- -- Burke, twenty-eight ► -- -- Burke, twenty-three CARMICHAEL Eddie Carmichael + Claire (nee Trotwood) ◄ -- -- Carmichael, thirty one ◄ -- -- Carmichael, thirty CAULDWELL Owen Cauldwell + Elise (nee Montague) ◄ -- -- Cauldwell, thirty one ◄ -- -- Cauldwell, twenty-eight CHAPMAN Elias Chapman + Marissa (nee Stewart) ▼ -- -- Chapman, thirty one ▼ -- -- Chapman, twenty-nine ▼ -- -- Chapman, twenty-eight COOTE Ritchie Coote + Rose (nee Zeller) ◄ -- -- Coote, twenty-nine ◄ -- -- Coote, twenty-seven ◄ -- -- Coote, twenty-five * this family is (half) black. CORNER Michael Corner + Parvati (nee Patil) ◄ -- -- Corner, twenty-six ◄ -- -- Corner, twenty-five ◄ -- -- Corner, twenty-two ◄ -- -- Corner, twenty-two * this family is half indian. * the youngest two children are twins.

CORNFOOT Stephen Cornfoot + Orla (nee Quirke) ◄ -- -- Cornfoot, thirty ◄ -- -- Cornfoot, twenty-three CREEVEY Dennis Creevey + Gabrielle (nee Delacour) ▲ -- -- Creevey, twenty-five ▲ -- -- Creevey, twenty-three * this family is one-eighth veela through gabrielle, a quarter veela. CRUMB Gideon Crumb + Juno (nee Santini) ◄ -- -- Crumb, thirty eight ◄ -- -- Crumb, thirty three ◄ -- -- Crumb, twenty-six DAVIES Chester Davies + Jane (nee Court) ◄ -- -- Davies, thirty five DAVIES Roger Davies + Martha (nee Murphy) ◄ -- -- Davies, twenty-five ◄ -- -- Davies, twenty-four ◄ -- -- Davies, twenty-one DUKE Kirley Duke + Lisette (nee Hollingberry) ◄ -- -- Duke, thirty four ◄ -- -- Duke, thirty one DURSLEY Dudley Dursley + Azalea (nee Scott) ▼ -- -- Dursley, twenty-six * this family is half black. EDGECOMBE-CHANG Marietta Edgecombe + Cho Chang ◄ -- -- Edgecombe-Chang, twenty-six ◄ -- -- Edgecombe-Chang, twenty-five ◄ -- -- Edgecombe-Chang, twenty-four ◄ -- -- Edgecombe-Chang, twenty-three ◄ -- -- Edgecombe-Chang, twenty-two * all children in this family are adopted. ENTWHISTLE Kevin Entwhistle + Sally-Anne (nee Perks) ◄ -- -- Entwhistle, twenty-five

FAWLEY Grim Fawley + Megan (nee Jones) ◄ -- -- Fawley, twenty-four ◄ -- -- Fawley, twenty-one ◄ -- -- Fawley, twenty FINCH-FLETCHLEY Justin Finch-Fletchley + Sue (nee Li) ◄ -- -- Finch-Fletchley, twenty-three * this family is half chinese. FLETCHER Mundugus Fletcher + Multiple Women ► -- -- Fletcher, thirty two ► -- -- Fletcher, twenty-nine ► -- -- Fletcher, twenty-six ► -- -- Fletcher, twenty-four * all children in this family are half-siblings. FLINT Marcus Flint + Alice (nee Selwyn) ► -- -- Flint, twenty-seven ► -- -- Flint, twenty-five ► -- -- Flint, twenty-four ► -- -- Flint, twenty-one FORTESCUE Fabian Fortescue + Violet (nee Montgomery) ◄ -- -- Fortescue, thirty two ◄ -- -- Fortescue, thirty ◄ -- -- Fortescue, twenty-eight ◄ -- -- Fortescue, twenty-five FUDGE Cornelius Fudge II + Adria (nee Pike) ◄ -- -- Fudge, forty ◄ -- -- Fudge, thirty seven ◄ -- -- Fudge, thirty four ◄ -- -- Fudge, thirty two GOLDSTEIN Anthony Goldstein + Emma (nee Vane) ◄ -- -- Goldstein, thirty one ◄ -- -- Goldstein, twenty-five ◄ -- -- Goldstein, twenty-four * this family is jewish. GOYLE Gregory Goyle + Flora (nee Carrow) ► -- -- Goyle, twenty-nine ► -- -- Goyle, twenty-eight ► -- -- Goyle, twenty-seven GRAVES Merton Graves + Cora (nee Pinkstone) ◄ -- -- Graves, forty ◄ -- -- Graves, thirty eight GREGORoVITCH Gedeon Gregorovitch + Ildiko (nee Barta) ► -- -- Gregorovitch, 46 ► -- -- Gregorovitch, 44 ► -- -- Gregorovitch, 40 GREYBACK Wulfric Greyback + Multiple Women ▲ -- -- Greyback, thirty seven ▲ -- -- Greyback, thirty six ▲ -- -- Greyback, twenty-eight ▲ -- -- Greyback, twenty-seven ▲ -- -- Greyback, twenty-one ▲ -- -- Greyback, nineteen * wulfric is the son of fenrir greyback. * all children in this family are half-siblings. JENKINS Alexander Jenkins + Jennifer (nee Morgan) ▼ -- -- Jenkins, thirty two ▼ -- -- Jenkins, thirty ▼ -- -- Jenkins, twenty-nine ▼ -- -- Jenkins, twenty-seven JORDAN Lee Jordan + Allison (nee Harper) ◄ -- -- Jordan, twenty-nine ◄ -- -- Jordan, twenty-eight * this family is (half) black. KAMA Clément Kama + Marie-Ange (nee Stuart) ► -- -- Kama, forty KARKAROFF Andrei Karkaroff + Magda (nee Romanova) ◄ -- -- Karkaroff, twenty-eight ◄ -- -- Karkaroff, twenty-five KRUM Viktor Krum + Samantha (nee Whitehouse) ◄ -- -- Krum, twenty-seven ◄ -- -- Krum, twenty-five ◄ -- -- Krum, twenty-four LESTRANGE Cyrus Lestrange + Melinda (nee Nott) ► -- -- Lestrange, thirty ► -- -- Lestrange, thirty ► -- -- Lestrange, twenty-eight * cyrus is the son of rabastan lestrange. * the oldest two children are twins. LONGBOTTOM Neville Longbottom + Hannah (nee Abbott) ◄ -- -- Longbottom, twenty-eight ◄ -- -- Longbottom, twenty-six ◄ -- -- Longbottom, twenty-four LUPIN Remus Lupin + Nymphadora (nee Tonks) ▲ Edward Remus Lupin, thirty four MACDOUGAL Morag MacDougal + Lavender (nee Brown) ◄ -- -- MacDougal, twenty-six MACMILLAN (1) Ernest Macmillan + Amanda (nee Travers) ► -- -- Macmillan, thirty two ► -- -- Macmillan, thirty * Ernest and Amanda are divorced. MACMILLAN (2) Ernest Macmillan + Rochelle (nee Chamberlain) ◄ -- -- Macmillan, twenty-eight ◄ -- -- Macmillan, twenty-six ◄ -- -- Macmillan, twenty-two * Ernest and Rochelle are divorced. MALFOY Draco Malfoy + Astoria (nee Greengrass) ► Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy, twenty-six

MALONE Roger Malone + Isobel (nee MacDougal) ◄ -- -- Malone, twenty-six ◄ -- -- Malone, twenty-four ◄ -- -- Malone, twenty-three MCLAGGEN Cormac McLaggen + Lily (nee Moon) ◄ -- -- McLaggen, thirty ◄ -- -- McLaggen, twenty-eight ◄ -- -- McLaggen, twenty-seven * this family is korean. NOTT Theodore Nott + Millicent (nee Bulstrode) ► -- -- Nott, twenty-nine ► -- -- Nott, twenty-seven ► -- -- Nott, twenty-five ► -- -- Nott, twenty-four OGDEN Kieran Ogden + Alys (nee Simpson) ◄ -- -- Ogden, thirty five ◄ -- -- Ogden, thirty OLLIVANDER Graham Ollivander + Kellah (nee Shacklebolt) ► -- -- Ollivander, twenty-nine ► -- -- Ollivander, twenty-nine ► -- -- Ollivander, twenty-eight * this family is (half) black. * this family has a history of names starting with the letter g. PARKINSON Pansy Parkinson + Daphne (nee Greengrass) ► -- -- Parkinson, age PEAKES Jimmy Peakes + Eleanor (nee Branstone) ◄ -- -- Peakes, twenty-two ◄ -- -- Peakes, twenty POTTER Harry Potter + Ginevra (nee Weasley) ◄ James Sirius Potter, twenty-seven ◄ Albus Severus Potter, twenty-six ◄ Lily Luna Potter, twenty-four PRITCHARD Graham Pritchard + Emma (nee Dobbs) ◄ -- -- Pritchard, twenty-seven ◄ -- -- Pritchard, twenty-five ◄ -- -- Pritchard, twenty-three ◄ -- -- Pritchard, twenty-one PUCEY Adrian Pucey + Lisa (nee Turpin) ◄ -- -- Pucey, thirty two ◄ -- -- Pucey, thirty one RIVERS Oliver Rivers + Padma (nee Patil) ◄ -- -- Rivers, twenty-five ◄ -- -- Rivers, twenty-three * this family is (half) indian. ROSIER Caliban Rosier + Portia (nee Shafiq) ► -- -- Rosier, thirty four ► -- -- Rosier, thirty three ► -- -- Rosier, thirty ROWLE Emeric Rowle + Leanne (nee Travers) ► -- -- Rowle, twenty-nine ► -- -- Rowle, twenty-seven RUNCORN Derek Runcorn + Romilda (nee Vane) ◄ -- -- Runcorn, twenty-eight ◄ -- -- Runcorn, twenty-six ◄ -- -- Runcorn, twenty-two SCAMANDER Rolf Scamander + Luna (nee Lovegood) ◄ Lorcan --- Scamander, twenty-four ◄ Lysander --- Scamander, twenty-four * the children are twins. SHACKLEBOLT Caius Shacklebolt + Idris (nee Kempley) ► -- -- Shacklebolt, twenty-three ► -- -- Shacklebolt, twenty ► -- -- Shacklebolt, eighteen * this family is black. SHAFIQ Cicero Shafiq + Pandora (nee Ogden) ► -- -- Shafiq, thirty seven ► -- -- Shafiq, thirty four SMITH Zacharias Smith + Millie (nee Barker) ◄ -- -- Smith, thirty one THOMAS-FINNIGAN Dean Thomas + Seamus Finnigan ◄ -- -- Thomas-Finnigan, twenty-seven ◄ -- -- Thomas-Finnigan, twenty-six ◄ -- -- Thomas-Finnigan, twenty-four * all children in this family are adopted. THRUSTON Orsino Thruston + Penelope (nee Clearwater) ◄ -- -- Thruston, thirty three TOWLER Kenneth Towler + Hilda (nee Beamish) ◄ -- -- Towler, thirty ◄ -- -- Towler, twenty-nine TREMLETT Donaghan Tremlett + Pamela (nee Chambers) ◄ -- -- Tremlett, thirty eight TUCKETT James Tucket II + Sabrina (nee Mannering) ◄ -- -- Tuckett, twenty-two ◄ -- -- Tuckett, twenty-one ◄ -- -- Tuckett, nineteen WAGTAIL Myron Wagtail + Carly (nee Redfern) ◄ -- -- Wagtail, twenty-nine ◄ -- -- Wagtail, twenty-eight WARRINGTON Cassius Warrington + Anita (nee Diggs) ◄ -- -- Warrington, twenty-nine ◄ -- -- Warrington, twenty-three ◄ -- -- Warrington, twenty-one WEASLEY William Weasley + Fleur (nee Delacour) ▲ Victoire --- Weasley, thirty two ▲ Dominique --- Weasley, twenty-eight ▲ Louis --- Weasley, twenty-five * this family is one-eighth veela through fleur, a quarter veela. WEASLEY Percy Weasley + Audrey (nee Chen) ► Molly --- Weasley, thirty ► Lucy --- Weasley, twenty-five * this family is half chinese. WEASLEY George Weasley + Angelina (nee Johnson) ► Fred --- Weasley, twenty-seven ► Roxanne --- Weasley, twenty-four * this family is half black. WEASLEY Ronald Weasley + Hermione (nee Granger) ◄ Rose --- Weasley, twenty-six ◄ Hugo --- Weasley, twenty-four WHITBY Kevin Whitby + Cassandra (nee Purcell) ◄ -- -- Whitby, twenty-two WINGTRINGHAM Herman Wintringham + Rosalind (nee Evercreech) ◄ -- -- Wintringham, thirty two ◄ -- -- Wintringham, thirty WOLPERT Nigel Wolpert + Hestia (nee Punnet) ◄ -- -- Wolpert, twenty-nine ◄ -- -- Wolpert, twenty-two ◄ -- -- Wolpert, nineteen WOOD Oliver Wood + Katie (nee Bell) ◄ -- -- Wood, twenty-six ◄ -- -- Wood, twenty-six ◄ -- -- Wood, twenty-three* the twenty-six year olds are identical twins. YAXLEY Cyrus Yaxley + Sophie (nee Roper) ► -- -- Yaxley, twenty-eight ► -- -- Yaxley, twenty-three ► -- -- Yaxley, twenty ZABINI Blaise Zabini + Hypatia (nee Travers) ► -- -- Zabini, twenty-eight ► -- -- Zabini, twenty-six * this family is (half) black. ZONKO Wilbert Zonko + Nancy (nee Reed) ◄ -- -- Zonko, thirty nine ◄ -- -- Zonko, thirty six ◄ -- -- Zonko, thirty one

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Moonville Tunnel

Deep in the backwoods of Vinton County stands the Moonville Tunnel, a relic from a era long gone. The town sprang up when the Marietta and Cincinnati Railroad was built through the coal- and iron-rich woods of southeastern Ohio, in 1856. At its peak in the 1870s, Moonville boasted a population of more than one hundred-almost exclusively miners and their families. The Moonville Tunnel marked the entrance to the town.

Moonville wasn’t around long, maybe thirty years or so, before modern advances made such small mining towns obsolete. By the time the 1900s rolled around, it was all but abandoned. Many of the residents are buried just west of town, in an old cemetery at the top of a steep, winding gravel road. Both the cemetery and the tunnel are about as far from civilization as it is possible to get in this state-a full hour’s drive from Nelsonville or Athens, buried in the Wayne National Forest along Raccoon Creek.

Today all that remains of the town of Moonville is the small cemetery and the tunnel. Of the two, it seems that ghosts have chosen the tunnel as their territory. The only thing that’s consistent about the hauntings there is that they are said to be the result of someone who was killed inside. But the Moonville Tunnel legend is actually based on historical fact. Sort of.

In one version, the victim is simply someone who ended up in the wrong place at the wrong time. Sometimes the person is a man who is somehow connected to the railroad, such as a conductor or an engineer. In other retellings of the legend, the person is someone from the town of Moonville who got caught on the tracks and was unable to avoid an oncoming train. In other instances, this person is a woman, and sometimes the woman is said to be pregnant. And if all of those variations aren’t enough to make your head spin, then how about the only version that names the person who is hit by the train? He is said to be Rastus Dexter, who is described as an eight-foot-tall African American.

The newspaper article reporting the incident, in the McArthur Democrat of March 21, 1859, gives the real story, along with a warning about drinking too much while riding a speeding train.

A brakesman on the Marietta & Cincinnati Railroad fell from the cars near Cincinnati Furnace, on last Tuesday March 29, 1859 and was fatally injured. . . . He was taken on the train to Hamden and Doctors Wolf and Rannells sent for to perform amputation, but the prostration of the vital energies was too great to attempt it. The man is probably dead ere this. The accident resulted from a too free use of liquor.

The most complete version of the Moonville Tunnel legend is the one regarding an epidemic that swept through the town. As a result, the entire community was quarantined and trains were ordered not to stop there anymore. Low on supplies, the stranded townsfolk came up with a plan: They would send one of their own through the tunnel to the outskirts of town with a lantern. The idea was that as the train approached, the man would signal for help with his lantern. Since he would be standing outside the town’s limits, the thought was that the conductor would stop the train and help.

A volunteer was selected, and it was decided that he would set out the following day. However, the next day, the man got off to a late start (because he either overslept or was hung over), and as he neared the tunnel, he heard the train approaching. Knowing the conductor would never stop for him unless he was on the other side of the tunnel, outside the town’s limits, the man began sprinting through the darkness, waving his lantern wildly. Sadly, he never made it through the tunnel but was struck and killed instantly by the oncoming train. That may be why people today report seeing a ghostly lantern trailing along the track bed around the old tunnel.

One account of the ghost’s habit of stopping trains appeared in the Chillicothe Gazette on February 17, 1895:

The Ghost of Moonville, after an absence of one year, has returned and is again at its old pranks, haunting B&O S-W freight trains and their crews. It appeared Monday night in front of fast freight No. 99 west bound, just east of the cut which os one half mile the other side of Moonville at the point where Engineer Lawhead lost his life and Engineer Walters was injured. The ghost, attired in a pure white robe, carried a lantern. It had a flowing white beard, its eyes glistened like balls of fire and surrounding it was a halo of twinkling stars. When the train stopped, the ghost stepped off the track and disappeared into the rocks nearby.

A more recent sighting, from the Athens Messenger in 1993, tells the story of an Ohio University student named David and his three friends, who went to Moonville to swim in Raccoon Creek. On their way back through the tunnel, they saw a light halfway down and split into two groups. Two of the boys headed toward the light, then came running back out of the tunnel, screaming, “There’s no one carrying the light!” David went to check it out for himself. “He wasn’t kidding,” he reported. “It was just a swinging light with no one holding it!”

In the years following the disintegration of Moonville, everything disappeared but the tunnel-and the legends. After the boarding house and miners’ shacks were left to wash away, the railroad took down the train platform. Trains continue to run until the late ‘80s, when the rails and crossties were stripped. Finally, the trestle over Raccoon Creek came down, making direct access rocks when the water is low. A ruler-straight gravel path through the forest and the ghostly pillars of the trestle supports in the creek are the only remnants of the line once known as the loneliest stretch of track between Marietta and Cincinnati.

Despite the difficulty of reaching it, the Moonville Tunnel is something of an alternative tourist attraction. Groups regularly visit, and college students from Athens stage a Halloween party there every year. Charred fire pits and beer cans are a regular sight, and the graffiti that covers the inner walls get photographed almost as much as the distinctive openings, each with MOONVILLE written above its arch protruding brick letters.

Today, as over a century ago, bizarre occurrences are reported on the old stretch of B&O tracks with amazing regularity. Is the lantern-waving spook just another bit of railroad folklore, or does something supernatural actually inhabit the legendary Moonville Tunnel?

Watch Out for the Phantom Behind You

In the fall of last year, a bunch of my friends and I went out to investigate the Moonville Tunnel. My dad worked on the railroad in his earlier years and was telling me about the story long before I even thought about going.

On our first few visits out to the tunnel, nothing was out of the ordinary. The next time we visited was a totally different story! We had already walked through the tunnel and were on the other side, walking down the path. Nobody wanted to walk in the back, so I, being the brave soul I am, decided to bring up the rear of the line, as long as one of my buddies walked beside me. So he and I were walking behind the rest of our friends when he jokingly told me to watch out for the guy behind me. We both just laughed, but I, of course, kept looking over my shoulder for the “guy” following me. Of course, nothing was there.

Above five or six minutes later, I turned my head around to look behind me when I saw the scariest thing I’ve ever experienced in my entire life: There was a figure following us, only it definitely didn’t look human. I didn’t know if I was seeing something or not. I tried to say something to my friend, and I couldn’t even talk. I simply grabbed him and turned him around. As soon as I saw the look on his face, I knew I could nearly knocking everybody down in our path. When we looked back, the figure appeared to be getting closer to us. We kept running, and the next time we checked for the ghost, nothing was there.

I am certain that whatever it is in Moonville, it is still roaming the woods behind the tunnel. I haven’t experienced the headless man in the tunnel, but I surely experienced something that wasn’t of the norm. -Letter via e-mail

Lantern Man Still Swinging at Moonville

All of the men in my family get together every year and go deer hunting in Moonville. We camped on the rail bed on the other side of the trestle. On the third night I was there, we were all hanging out and just goofing off. I decided I was going to go and scot for deer tracks. I got about fifteen feet from the tunnel when I saw a light swinging back and forth inside. I thought it was just one of my family members playing a trick on me, so I shined my flashlight down the tunnel, and all I saw was a light being swung by something that looked like a man, but it wasn’t a real man because I could see right through him. Then he walked to the opposite side of the tunnel and just vanished. -Anonymous

Peekaboo

In 1984, I was working at the Zaleski CCC Camp. On the weekends, we were more or less free to do as we pleased. Well, one night a couple of guys (whom I shall refer to as RZ and RM) and I wanted to do something. We had no money, and things were looking grim. Then, one of the R’s says, “Hey, let’s go to the Moonville Tunnel and see a ghost!” I had no idea what they were talking about, but after a brief explanation, I was in. We packed up our backpacks, jumped into RM’s Pinto and off we went.

When we got to the tracks and parked, there were no other cars around. After a short walk in the dark (it was around midnight-I hate to be so melodramatic), we were at the front of the tunnel. We looked around, listened closely, and saw no one, heard nothing but regular night sounds that one would associate with the woods. When we got to the tunnel, there was no one else there. We felt absolutely nothing that would lead us to believe there was someone hiding there waiting on us.

About halfway through the tunnel, RZ and RM started running. I thought maybe they were screwing with me, and I ran to catch up. At this point, I noticed they were looking over their shoulders as they ran. This was curious, because we were in a tunnel at midnight, and a few seconds earlier, all I could see was the opening at the end. I looked back and saw a train entering the tunnel behind us. I ran like hell, but something wasn’t right! We got to the other side and jumped off the tracks to the side of the tunnel. Then I realized what was wrong: no choo-choo noises.

“Did you see that?” they yelled. Yes, I had, and now I looked back down the tunnel and I saw it again-a light in the mouth of the far end of the tunnel. It looked like a train light just entered the tunnel. I quickly ducked back, then peeked again again-still there! Duck back again, peek again. Gone! It was just gone!

When we got the courage up to walk back through the tunnel, everything was normal. No more mysterious appearances, no more lights, no sounds of local rednecks laughing in the brush.

What did we that night? I don’t believe in ghosts, ESP, UFOs, or much of anything else, for that matter. The only reasonable explanation I can come up with is that some local high school kids happened to go to the tunnel that night with a spotlight to see if they could scare someone, and we happened along.

It would be difficult to hide while we walked past, show the light, and get away before we came back without laughing out loud. The whole thing happened in a few minutes. Still, this seems the only reasonable explanation. -Letter via e-mail

Cult Sacrifice at the Tunnel

I have visited the Moonville Tunnel many times and even camped overnight with friends. I’ve never seen the swinging lantern or any ghostlike creatures, but I have witnessed some type of cult activity.

It was summer of 1992 the first time I saw it. A few friends of mine were going to party and showed a couple of our friends from Athens the tunnel. We walked in from Mineral, and as we came closer, I could see the tunnel had a fire built in it, so we were going to sneak up on who we figured were probably a group of teenagers. But as we were sneaking up the old tracks, we could hear chanting. We stayed hidden in the brush and watched the scariest thing I have ever seen.

There were seven men, all in what looked like hooded bathrobes-one of them was in a red robe. They kept chanting, and they opened what looked like a burlap sack and pulled either a small goat or a lamb out of it (alive; we could hear it bah-ing), and they cut it open down the middle while it was alive. We freaked and creeped as quietly as possible back until we could run. We decided to run to the first trestle, where we would have to cross the creek. We ran there, crossed, and went home. That was it for us. -Letter via e-mail

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