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Paternal Grandfather | Manuel Martinez
Miranda’s Paternal Grandfather lived in Texas City and ran a moving company. His wife, Miranda’s paternal grandmother, was a white woman. This information is verified on his public obituary in which Miranda’s father and mother (DeeDee) are both named.
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Under her sweetgrass-soul alias on Tumblr, Miranda has claimed her paternal grandfather was Chiricahua Apache and ran a food truck on the Mescalero reservation where he lived and died, that her paternal grandmother was Zapotec/from Oaxaca, and as thoughtsforbirds on Reddit she claimed that her father was 100% indigenous.
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CHARACTER INFORMATION
face claim: Lindsey Morgan.
full name: Isabela Brigette Romero.
nickname(s) / goes by: Izzy, Bells, Bella.
pronouns & gender: she/her, cis woman.
sexuality: pansexual.
birth date: January 13, 1990.
birth place: Merrock, ME.
arrival to merrock: local; left for a short time but came back in 2019.
housing: downtown.
occupation: dental assistant.
work place: Merrock Family Dentistry.
family: Andrew (father), Norma (mother), Ivan (brother), Gabriel (brother).
relationship status: single.
PERSONALITY
Most people would say that Isabela Romero is an easy person to get along with as she's quite friendly. She's tender-hearted, curious, thoughtful, soft-spoken but deeply passionate, and absolutely hilarious. She's always down to have a good time, wanting to spend time with her friends. She talks without thinking even though she means well. Though, she does have a hard time expressing her feelings. She finds being vulnerable to be a scary experience, so she doesn't always open up properly to those who are closest to her. Overall, she has a good reputation and she's very affectionate and caring. Once someone is in her heart, they have a place in it forever.
WRITTEN BY: Janessa (she/her), est.
BACKGROUND / BIO
triggering / sensitive content: none.
Isabela Romero grew up in the suburbs of Merrock, Maine in a huge tight-knit family that's been part of the community for decades. Her father, Andrew, works as a dentist whereas her mother, Norma, is a recently retired school teacher. Her father is a Merrock native, and after finishing dental school, he moved back to the small town. Her father made a name of himself within his industry, opening up a private practice in the suburbs. Because of his values of working hard and making family a priority, he brought up his three children up in a good home. Isabela was the name from of her great-grandmother on her mother's side, and Brigette was her paternal great-grandmother's name. So many beloved family names were inherited, so it was almost as if she had a lot to live up to.
Being the baby of the family as well as the only girl meant that Isabela grew up somewhat spoiled and protected. Though, she wasn't protected in the way of being sheltered. Instead, her family helped her learn to stand up for herself. They wanted to protect her, but they also knew that they wouldn't be around all the time. So instead of fending off people who might hurt her, they gave her the tools necessary to defend herself.
While her father and brothers taught her to be tough, her mother taught her to be classy and elegant. Her mother taught her to be sensitive to others and empathetic to their issues. She also taught her to love the softer things in life and made sure that Isabela was aware that being a free-spoken woman didn't mean she couldn't embrace her childlike wonder or romantic side. Growing up in a well rounded environment allowed her to become the woman she is today - a lovely mix of sweet and sassy, confident and independent, caring but not too naive.
Isabela did fairly well in school because there was always someone to ask for help when it came to her school work. What she didn't do well at, surprisingly, was social interaction. As outgoing as her family members seemed to be, Isabela was a bit more on the reserved side in public and chose to stick to herself or the one or two friends she made that moved with her through her early years of school. Her parents worried a bit about her development, but eventually gave up, figuring she'd come into her own and break out of her shell when she was ready.
It wasn't until she met someone named Miranda Hartman who helped her break out of her shell when they were in elementary school. Throughout their childhood, they were a package deal. Where one was, the other was surely nearby. Isabela was a good balance to Miranda's unrestrained and in-your-face personality, even if Miranda did manage to drag Isabela into the trouble she caused on more than one occasion. Despite befriending Mandy, Isabela was never really that rebellious teenager that would sneak out in the middle of the night, but she never did adhere to a curfew. She often came home later than she was supposed to only to get yelled at in the morning. She would excuse herself by telling them she had a poor sense of time, which didn't really work. Her parents were never awfully strict though, so they would forget about it later on. They knew she wasn't going out to do drugs. That was something she never experimented with.
Entering into high school was a bit scary for Isabela. Everyone was talking about crushes on boys while she looked around and had crushes on boys and girls. Not knowing what she was feeling, she talked to her parents about it and they reassured her that they would love her no matter what. It allowed Isabela to feel comfortable about exploring her feelings without worrying about if she would be unaccepted. After dating a few different people and trying on a few labels, she knew she was pansexual and felt comfortable with it. It was during that time when Isabela had her first real relationship. They both stayed quiet about the affair until they were both ready to come out. Dating Sylvia Cuenco-Burke allowed Isabela to feel more like herself, being able to love freely and openly.
When it came time to apply to college, Isabela knew that she wanted to follow in the footsteps of her father. Her passion for dentistry kicked into high gear after spending her years in high school interning at her father's private practice and getting the feel of what it would be like to work in that kind of environment. Seeing the joy on people's faces as they looked at their new smile always warmed her heart, and she wanted to be apart of that journey for someone. Before committing to any kind of schooling, Isabela had wanted to take a gap year to figure out her prospects. She had planned to spend the summer with her best friend by her side but that slowly changed when Mandy fell in love with someone. In Isabela's mind, it was all too fast and too soon. Then when it ended and Mandy was up and leaving, it left Isabela in complete shock. Mandy's departure from Merrock marked several years apart where they had no contact.
After looking through her options, she settled on going to school at Merrock's community college and eventually graduated with an associate's degree in dental assisting. Instead of wanting to continue on with her schooling, she decided to enter the workforce and accepted an offer from a private dental office in Seattle, Washington where she learned how to be independent from her family and her hometown. In the mean time, she fell in love with someone for the second time and soon found herself in a serious relationship. However, Isabela called it quits after a few years into their relationship when she began to feel like she was a second choice to them, not wanting to be in a relationship where she spent more time missing her partner than being with them.
Isabela spent her first night after the breakup in bed, crying. She realized that she was terrified of being alone. Before the breakup, she felt like her life had been set in stone for her where she could see her whole future planned out. Maybe their problems could have been solved if Isabela had spoken up about how she truly felt. But now it was too late, so Isabela looked at her life and kept pushing forward. Her mother started nagging her about the life that she had given up. Her father tried to support her as much as possible since, in his eyes, she was still his little girl.
After spending many years in Seattle, Isabela felt like she needed a change of scenery to help her feel like herself again. She was ready to try to be happier in a place that didn't have memories tied to her ex. And so it goes, Isabela packed up her bags and moved back to the one place she had always loved - her hometown of Merrock, Maine. It wasn't long before she picked up a job at her father's private practice. Isabela moved back into her old bedroom to live with her parents and started subletting her old condo in Seattle after she left it. Even though it wasn't in her plans to come back to Merrock, it felt nice being back home.
It wasn't long after she had moved back to town that Mandy came back to Merrock, too. They had reconnected while they were both living out on the West Coast after Isabela reached out to Mandy on social media. Isabela had missed the sisterhood that came with the friendship she had with Mandy and it didn't take long for them to visit each other on the weekends, taking flights whenever they could. So when she heard that Mandy was coming home for good, Isabela welcomed her with open arms. With Mandy needing a place to stay and Isabela not wanting to still live in her childhood home, they decided to sign a lease together on an affordable place in downtown Merrock. With her family supporting her and her best friend back in her life, Isabela did indeed feel more happier. She was able to shed the life she had in Seattle where she often felt like a definite outsider in that big city.
It's been a few years since she left Seattle after her breakup and Isabela still feels some remnants of that particular relationship. However, Isabela is coping with life on her own. In rare moments, she gets mad at herself as she could have been making lifelong plans with her ex-partner by now, though she pulls herself together. Despite having those feelings from time to time, the truth is that Isabela has a steady circle of friends, a sizable apartment, a job she loves and two charming pets. With all of that combined, what more could she want?
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FULL NAME
Madison Miranda Conrad Claybourne Jaymes
GENDER
Female
DATE OF BIRTH
1999
RESIDES IN
Nashville, Tennessee
OCCUPATION
Singer/Songwriter
EYE COLOR
Brown
HAIR COLOR
Brown (formerly)
Blonde (currently)
FAMILY
Deacon Claybourne (biological father)
Rayna Jaymes † (mother)
Teddy Conrad (legal father)
Peggy Kenter † (stepmother)
Daphne Conrad (maternal half-sister)
Gideon Claybourne (paternal grandfather)
Lamar Wyatt † (maternal gandfather)
Virginia Wyatt † (maternal grandmother)
Beverly O'Connor † (paternal aunt)
Tandy Hampton (maternal aunt)
Scarlett O'Connor (paternal cousin)
ROMANCES
Colt Wheeler (ex-boyfriend)
Clayton Carter (ex-boyfriend)
Jonah Ford (Current Husband)
CHILDREN
Eden Rose Carter - Ford (Daughter)
Josiah Daniel Ford (son)
Ella Renee Ford (Daughter)
another on the way—
FRIENDS
Juliette Barnes (former manager)
Bucky Dawes (current manager)
Twig Wysecki (current producer/ director)
AFFILIATIONS
Wyatt Family
Conrad Family
Claybourne Family
Daphne Conrad (associated act)
Highway 65 (formerly)
Lennox Hill Records (formerly)
Ford Records (currently)
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Full name: Raquelle Michelle Shaland
Nicknames: ‘Kelly’ (by everyone), ‘Kel’ (by Serena and Betsy), ‘Kel Kel’ (by Ryland), 'Shaland' (by Serena, Betsy, and Jo), 'Bitch', 'asshole' (by Betsy), 'girl' 'my girl' (Serena and Betsy), ‘puta’ (by Jilly), ‘the pregnant slut’ (by Darnell)
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Birth Place: Houston, Texas
Birthday: September 30, 1978 (age 16)
Occupation: Student
Family: Tim Shaland (father), Clarabelle Shaland (mother), Steve Shaland (paternal grandfather), Miranda Shaland (paternal grandmother)
Friends: Betsy Kelso (best friend), Serena Marotti (best friend), Kristie Forman, Trevor Canton, Alisha Callesti, Jared Kwan
Romances: Ryland Barnes (on and off again boyfriend)
First Appearance: That 90s Pilot
Last Appearance: TBD
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Introduction: Derrick Leo Mantle
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Name: Derrick Leo Mantle
FC: Ricky Kim
Nickname(s): Der
Sexuality: Straight Bisexual
Pronouns: he/him
Career: owner of Luxury Car Jamboree
Birthday: June 19
Height: 6’1
Hair color: Black
Eye color: Brown
Place of Birth: Riverdale
Hobbies: soccer, playing music, swimming
Likes: soccer, Pop’s, test driving the new cars that come in, English, music
Dislikes: Marty and Melissa, yard work, Bulldog’s playbook, math, abusive pos
Favorite Bands: Daughtry, Fall Out Boy, grandson, Green Day
Physical Quirks/Scars: always eating
Family: Clifton Ray Mantle (paternal grandfather), Miranda Theresa Mantle (paternal grandmother), Jamie Wayne Ward (maternal grandfather), Nettie Gwyneth Ward (maternal grandmother), Marty Sebastian Mantle (father), Melinda Lucy Mantle (mother), Oliver Michael Mantle (younger brother), Reginald Charles Mantle (youngest brother), Mary Lexi Mantle (youngest sister)
Honorary family: Liam Jaxon Hobbs, Persephone Juliet Ochoa, Sapphire Victoria Keller
Friends: Angel Angelino, Nixie Ariana Morgan, Tristan Dominick Morgan, Chuck Clayton, Fangs Fogarty, Jason Blossom, Jughead Jones, Moose Mason, Sweet Pea, Toni Topaz
Love interest: Persephone Ochoa (crush), Liam Hobbs
Optimistic or pessimistic or realistic
Introvert or extrovert
Occupation: student, a receptionist at Luxury Car Jamboree
Extracurriculars: soccer, swim, baseball
Favorite Animal: Tarantula
Favorite color: Green
Favorite book: Fahrenheit 451
Favorite food: hamburgers
Favorite movie/ tv show: (m) Zombieland. (TV) Bleach
Background: Senior year was supposed to be the best year, the best parties, the best events but instead the mystery of the summer took over, the disappearance of Jason Blossom.
Derrick had seen Cheryl and Jason early the morning of Fourth of July heading towards Sweetwater River, Derrick knows that Jason is a strong swimmer and there was no way he had drowned.
There was a nagging feeling that things weren't what they seemed the rest of the summer but he ignored the feeling and continued his mundane routine of working at his father’s dealership until it was revealed that Cheryl lied about Jason drowning. 
taglist: @reggiemantleholdmyhand-tle​ @thecaptainsgingersnap​ @hughstheforcelou
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HPHM MC Fanfiction: ‘Ada’s Adventures Series’. Part 1 : September 1st, 1984. Chapter 1 : The departure.
[So, guys, this is it. I’m finally jumping into the other side of the Fanfiction World. Always a reader, now a new writer. I’m beginning this hopefully amazing journey with a first little story about Ada’s first day at Hogwarts (For the people who don’t know Ada, here is the link to her profile template : here. And here is a link to her mother’s profile template, who is important in this chapter : here).This first part of ‘Ada’s Adventures Series’ is going to retrace this very important day in Ada’s life. And the first chapter of this first part is focusing on the moment between she wakes up and the moment she goes on the Hogwarts Express. Over the last few weeks I started to developp a lot about Ada’s full story and her family history and all that. So, writing fanfictions about her felt like the next natural step. I’m also planning to write about other members of her family. I can’t wait for you to read it, if you like that kind of stuff. Little notes tho : I’m a baby writer, so it might not be very good. If you have any advice, can you please tell me what is good and what is not so I can improve myself? Also, English is not my native language, so, if you see any mistakes, sorry about that (I’m french, and btw there are tiny little french stuff in this fic, I wanted to add some French heritage, in the language mostly, since Ada’s has French blood on her mother’s side and her mother, her brother, Jacob, and herself are fluent in french. So I hope it’s a good little addition). ANYWAY, without further ado, here is my very first written piece. I hope you’ll enjoy it!]
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Ada Shelby, eleven years old, opened her eyes on September 1st, 1984. It took her a few minutes to remember what day it was and how important that day was. The evening before, she had had trouble finding some sleep because of how excited she was. After these few minutes during which her brain struggled to fight the lack of good sleep, she finally remembered that today, she was supposed to get on a very special train that will take her to the start of her new life. Her excitement grew again, and she jumped on her feet. She put her glasses on and looked at the clock on the wall facing her bed. 8:15 am. In less than three hours, she would be on the Hogwarts Express. Something she’s been waiting for years. She heard a knock on her door and her mother came in. Miranda Shelby was a very beautiful woman. Her blue eyes were filled with kindness and love. Her brown hair, which normally reached her shoulders, was tied in a ponytail, freeing her beautiful face from flyaways. Her warm smile, that always put joy in people’s hearts, was one of the warmest Ada ever saw. She was radiant. When she saw her daughter awake, she said:
“Good morning honey!”
“Good morning”
“Sooo? Are you excited about today?”
“Of course, I am! I already packed everything, look!” said Ada, pointing at her giant suitcase containing all of her robes and school furniture.
On top of it, an empty cage was waiting to welcome Ada’s new owl: a beautiful barn owl that she had named Merlot. She had decided to name it after the owl her maternal grandmother had once, when she was still alive. It was the owl the late French lady always used whenever she was writing to her daughter, Jacob, or Ada. The new Merlot was currently perched on the dresser next to Ada’s bed, her eyes closed.  
“I finished to pack everything last night, before going to bed” continued Ada.
“Good! You’re much more prepared that I was when I first went to Hogwarts”
“Were you nervous?” asked Ada.
“A little. Mostly because I didn’t really know what to expect since Mamie went to Beauxbâtons. She talked to me a lot about it, she loved her time there. But you’ll see, Hogwarts is just as great!”
Ada nodded but didn’t say anything. She was excited to go to Hogwarts, but she was also very nervous, for multiple reasons. The first and obvious one was the unknown of a new start. The second was the reputation her brother must have left to the Shelby name. Ada didn’t understand everything that had happened, but she knew the boy had been involved in some dark stuff and had been expelled from Hogwarts with his wand being officially broken by the Ministry of Magic. And now, he was missing. Ada knew her brother and she knew he would never be involved with Dark Magic by conviction. If he did, she was sure it was because he didn’t have a choice. But the other kids didn’t know Jacob like she did, and she was afraid she would get insulted by other students or hear students insulting her brother or even her mother. She didn’t know how she would handle that. Finally, he third reason of her nervousness was that she would leave her mother all alone. Her father was killed 3 years earlier and with Jacob now missing, Miranda will have to live alone for most of the school year.
“You’re sure you’re ok, Mon Ange?” asked Miranda, replacing a wild hair behind her daughter’s ear, suddenly worried to see her daughter lost in her thoughts.
“Yeah! Yeah, just a little nervous that’s all.”
Ada felt a little guilty to lie to her mother like that, but she didn’t want her to worry even more than now.
“Everything is going to be ok. You’ll see, you’ll have a great year. Actually, you’ll have seven great years!”
Ada smiled and nodded.
“Alright, we finish to get ready and we go downstairs to eat something before we go?”
“Yes!” said Ada, her excitement going up again.
Miranda smiled again before kissing her daughter’s forehead and left the room. Ada started took a shower and dressed herself. Half an hour later, she was ready. Before going out, she looked in the mirror and saw her reflection. Just like her mother’s, her brown hair reached her shoulders. Her maternal grandmother, Margot, always said that she was a spitting image of Miranda when she was young. After seeing a few pictures, Ada happily admitted that it was indeed the case. Her green eyes however, she had them from her paternal grandfather Anthony, something she was quite proud of too. She smiled a little and after checking that everything was in order, Ada started to go out of the room.
Miranda had decided that it would be better to sleep at the Leaky Cauldron in London to be closer to the King’s Cross station. Once they were both ready, they went downstairs and began to eat breakfast. For a few minutes, Ada looked at the other wizard present in the room while eating a buttered toast. Then Miranda asked:
“Do you know in which house you want to be?”
“I don’t really know. Every house has good qualities, and I personally know at least one amazing person that went to each house. You were a Ravenclaw, Ted was a Hufflepuff, Andy was a Slytherin, and Dad and Jacob were…” Ada stopped, suddenly worried to have upset her mother.
But Miranda smiled at her and completed:
“Dad and Jacob were in Gryffindor.”
“Are you sure you’re going to be alright without me, Mom?” Asked Ada before she could stop herself.
“Of course, I will be!” she said, stroking Ada’s cheek. “Now, let’s finish breakfast”
Ada knew her mother was not completely honest, but she decided to let it go.
They finished breakfast and went to their rooms to get their stuffs. Tom, the pub manager, helped Ada with her suitcase in the stairs. After thanking him, the mother and the daughter took the bus to go the train station. It was 10:30 am when they arrived. They still had thirty minutes to go on the 9 ¾ platform, which was plenty of time to exchange plenty of goodbyes before separating. Once they were on the platform, Ada’s excitement was at its peak. It was not her first time here, since she always came to say goodbye to her brother for his departures. But this time it was for her. She was the one to go to Hogwarts. A little bit of sadness started to reach her though, as she always thought Jacob would be here for her first departure to Hogwarts. She was also sad that her father wasn’t here like he was for Jacob. The tears were starting to fill her eyes when she suddenly felt a huge shock on her right side that almost made her fell on the floor. In her left hand, he could feel Merlot’s cage moving from the owl’s protestation to this shock. For a split second, she thought a student had hit her by accident, but then she heard a familiar laugh in her hear that made her realize it wasn’t an accident at all. Nymphadora Tonks was hugging her.
“ADA! We’re finally going, it’s today, we’re going to Hogwarts” said the young witch.
Ada laughed at her best friend’s excitement. They had known each other since they were babies and were best friends. The two were basically inseparable. Their families didn’t live too far from each other and it wasn’t rare at all to see the Tonks at the Shelby’s house or the Shelby at the Tonks’ house. Indeed, Nymphadora’s mother, Andromeda, was Miranda’s best friend since Hogwarts. When Ada was born, Miranda and her husband, Luke, designated Andromeda to be their daughter’s Godmother. A few months later Andromeda and Ted Tonks designated Miranda to be Nymphadora’s Godmother.
After a few second, Ada and Nymphadora finally broke their hug. Nymphadora’s excitement was all over her face. She had one of the biggest smile Ada’s ever seen on her. Her eyes were sparkling with happiness and her hair, that she had decided to turn purple for the day, was moving from the little jumps of excitement the girl was doing. A sight at her face made Ada’s sadness disappear. This kind of joy was communicative. Soon, Ada was wearing the exact same smile.
“Tonight, we will finally be at Hogwarts, can you imagine that?” Continued Nymphadora.
“This is amazing! So, you have everything on you? You didn’t forget anything?” Asked Ada.
“Oh come on Ada, I thought you knew Dora by now! She almost forgot her wand this morning, we almost left without it…” Said a male voice.
Ada turned her head and saw Ted and Andromeda Tonks walking between excited students towards them.
“Seriously?” Laughed Ada.
“Argh, details” Shrugged Nymphadora.
Ada laughed one more time and turned to properly face the Tonks. Ted, tall with kind hazel eyes, smiled and high-fived her. Andromeda, tall too, with the elegance and grey eyes she inherited from her birth family and the warm smile and gaze she inherited from herself, opened her arms to welcome her Goddaughter in them in a quick hug while saying:
“Hello Ada. Ready for school too?”
“Hi Ted, Andy. Yeah, I can’t wait to be there!”
“I can only imagine.” said Ted “Dora too, obviously. I don’t think she even slept last night.”
“Not very much, to be honest.” Responded Dora, who was hugging Miranda.
“Yeah me neither.” Said Ada.
“OH, you have an owl too!” said Dora, spotting the barn owl, now wisely placed in her cage again, though staring at Dora with mistrust.
“Yeah, her name is Merlot, just like my Grandmother’s old owl. Mom bought it for me yesterday.”
“She’s beautiful! I named mine Horton.”
Ada smiled and looked at the little black owl somehow sleeping in her cage, that Ted holding. How could the owl sleep with all the noises present on the platform?
They heard a whistle and the students present on the platform began to say goodbye to their parents and to enter into the train. With the help of their parents, the two girls dragged their suitcases on the train. Ada placed Merlot’s cage on hers and went back on the platform.
While Dora was hugging her parents, Ada turned to her mother with a smile.
“So, this is it Mon Ange” said Miranda, softly stroking Ada’s hair, with a smile that was a little bit sad. Ada started to get a bit worried about her mother again. “Just send me Merlot tomorrow morning to tell me everything about tonight, alright?”
“Will do” Smiled Ada.
She hugged her mother. She wanted to ask her one more time if she was going to be ok, if her leaving was going to cause too much harm. But she didn’t ask. She knew her mother was strong. She had to believe in that. It would be better for both of them.
They finally broke the hug and Miranda kissed her daughter on the forehead.
“Don’t let Dora drag you into too much trouble. She likes pranks a little bit much.” She said.
“HEY!” Protested Dora from behind Ada.
“You know I’m joking! Come and say goodbye, you little troublemaker.”
Ada faced Ted and Andromeda to hug them too.
“Don’t drag our Dora in your pranks, please. We know it’s actually YOU the real troublemaker here!” said Ted.
“Ted! That was supposed to be a secret!” Laughed Ada.
He laughed in return while Ada was hugging Andromeda. The latter whispered to her:
“I know you’re worried about your mother. I’m going to keep an eye on her, don’t worry.”
Andromeda always knew how to read her mind, somehow. She always knew what Ada was feeling or thinking. It was one of the things Ada loved the most about her Godmother. In addition of that, the woman always knew how to talk to her or what to do whenever Ada wasn’t feeling fine. This had led to a lot of heart-to-heart conversations and a strong connection had grown more and more over the years between the two of them. By talking about it to Dora, she knew her best friend and her own Godmother, Miranda, shared the same kind of connection.
After a few seconds, Ada stepped back a little.
“Goodbye Andy!” she said, trying to put in her smile all of the gratitude she was feeling towards her at the moment.
“Have a great year, Love”
With Dora, she went on the train and they both stood at a window to wave at their parents, while the train started to move. Once the train turned at the first turn, and the platform was out of sight, Ada turned to Dora:
“We’re going to Hogwarts!” she said with excitement.
“We’re going to Hogwarts.” repeated the young purple-haired witch.
The two had spent days and days talking about their future school. Most of the time, they were having the same conversation over and over, but they didn’t care. It was something they would share together, and it was the only thing that mattered.
“Come on, let’s find a compartment!” said Dora.
“Yes!”
Ada followed her best friend, most of nervousness starting to leave her. She trusted Andromeda Tonks completely and she knew that if someone could keep an eye on Miranda, it would be her. The relationship between the two mothers wasn’t too much different from the relationship Ada had with Dora. Knowing that her mother was in good hands and knowing that Miranda was a really strong woman, she started to debate with Dora on which house would more suit them while they were searching for a place to sit.
(To be continued...)
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JACE ISAIAH TORRES  ⁏  thirty-four  ○  security for lux & elias morgan’s right hand man  ○  downtown.
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❝ APOCALYPSE BOY, YOU WON’T DESTROY ALL YOU TOUCH. YOU ARE MORE THAN YOUR DARKNESS AND MORE THAN THE DEATH YOU CARRY IN YOUR HANDS. ❞
⇨  aesthetics ⍮ the scent of fire and gasoline, a tall stature adorned in all-black attire, ghosts of bruises staining calloused skin green, an old punching bag in the corner of an old office, a towering figure shrouded in darkness as they linger in an empty church, bloodied noses and busted knuckles, a scuffed zippo lighter in a pack of marlboros containing only one cigarette, black shirts with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows, a sly smirk under stormy dark eyes, a sniper on the roof of a deserted building, the roar of a 1967 chevy impala engine, & a crumpled, worn family photo stuffed inside a wallet.
ALOHA !!! waddup, angels ?? it’s me, back at it again with another character bcos i have zero self control so here i am !! i’ll save you all from having to put up with my pointless babbles and get straight into it. as always, pls feel free to hmu on ims or discord ( chrissie.#9606 ) for plots and connections !!
FUNDAMENTALS.
full name. jace isaiah torres.
current age. thirty-four.
birthday. january 2, 1986.
gender. cisgender male.
pronouns. he / him.
nationality. british.
religion. raised roman catholic but no longer practices.
hometown. knightsbridge, london, england.
past residence. oxford, oxfordshire, england.
current residence. downtown, crystal city, united states.
sexual orientation. heterosexual.
romantic orientation. heteroromantic.
education. attended oxford university for a year before dropping out due to his mother’s passing.
occupation. security at violet, & elias morgan’s right hand man.
CONNECTIONS.
birth mother. katherine torres. †
birth father. alexander torres. †
step-father. nicholas carmichael. †
full blood siblings. none.
step-siblings. none.
maternal grandmother. julia monroe. †
maternal grandfather. andrew monroe. †
paternal grandmother. elizabeth torres. †
paternal grandfather. michael torres. †
maternal aunts. none.
maternal uncles. peter monroe.
paternal aunts. lucilee monroe, & miranda monroe.
paternal uncles. benjamin torres.
PROFICIENCIES.
spoken languages. english, & spanish.
negative traits. cunning, unfeeling, arrogant, cynical, & temperamental.
positive traits. astute, debonair, adroit, resolute, & adept.
strengths. sophistication, etiquette, professionalism, resourcefulness, integrity, delegation, honest, strong-willed, responsible, calm, practical, & a jack-of-all-trades.
weaknesses. impulsive, hot-tempered, stubborn, insensitive, judgmental, & by the book.
skills. skilled with firearms and other weaponry, hand-to-hand combat, lock-picking, carjacking, knowledge of automobiles, knowledge of the law, tracking people down, & excellent critical thinking and problem-solving abilities.
talents. piano, retaining information, memory recall, & marksmanship.
APPEARANCE.
eye colour. dark brown.
hair colour. dark brown.
height. six foot.
weight. 70 kg.
build. both tall and considerably broad, he is toned with an evident definition in his muscles.
scars. too many to count at this point.
tattoos. tba.
piercings. none.
glasses. n/a.
prominent feature. sharp, angular jawline.
MISCELLANEOUS.
zodiac. capricorn.
element. earth.
house. gryffindor.
myers briggs type. istj-a.
alignment. true neutral.
enneagram. type five.
temperament. choleric.
intelligence type. linguistic.
character label. the opaque.
past mental disorders. post-traumatic stress disorder, insomnia, & alcohol abuse.
current mental disorders. mild post-traumatic stress disorder, & insomnia.
addictions. alcohol, & tobacco.
vices. lust, wrath, & pride.
virtues. temperance, charity, & diligence.
allergies. n/a.
diet. carnivore.
accent. british.
dominant hand. right.
blood type. ab positive.
felonies. none.
vehicle. black 1967 chevy impala.
BACKGROUND.
TRIGGERS. car accident, death, domestic violence, drugs, violence, blades, stabbing, blood, & murder.
Born into a world of tenderness and light, Jace's arrival into this universe was a moderately placid one. The instant he opened his eyes to the world, he was a cherished and adored baby boy. This was how the young boy assumed his life would continue to play out: showered with affection and admiration, given endless love and support by both of his parents. With his father, Alexander, a renowned criminal lawyer and his mother, Katherine, an equally as esteemed neurosurgeon, the Torres family were respected, affluent and forefront in their community. Always hosting charity events, attending fancy galas, prominent figures at every fundraiser, the Torres' seemed as normal as just about any aristocratic London-based family. One might just say that Jace was destined for greatness — primed for success. Of course, all eyes of the extended Torres family were on the boy, watching and waiting to see how his story would unfold. Would he follow his father’s footsteps? Or his mother’s? The idea of him paving his own path had failed to cross the minds of them all.
     From a young age, Jace had been incredibly intelligent and adept, his keen perception proving to extremely surpass that of his age. He was able to captivate others with both his appearance and his capabilities. Those in his company hung off his every word, often discovering themselves enthralled by a charming and sincere young boy. Regardless of his family’s secured position in society and their abundance of riches, Jace never looked for much more than their approval and their devotion. It is perhaps this fact alone that makes the next chapter in his life one of those unbearable moments that seem to live on for the rest of eternity, an emotion so overwhelming that it lingers in your bones until the end of time — rattling them every so often to remind you of the pain. The tenth instalment in the story of Jace’s life is what he would nowadays refer to as the beginning of the end. All of the light and love that he had encountered throughout his life up until that point had only been leading him to the tragedy and devastation that would prevail from that day henceforth. The night that Jace had been sat down by his mother and told that his father had met his fatal end in a horrific car accident was the same night that Jace lost a piece of himself. A ten-year-old boy endured his first heartbreak then. And, unfortunately, the torment refused to cease. Jace’s existence prior to the horrendous atrocity that altered the very fabric of his nature endured for what would now seem to him a fleeting period in time. Yet, throughout those ten years of normalcy, every transient second aided in concocting the basis for all that was to come.
     Within the span of a single year, Katherine had found herself in the clutches of what Jace would grow to describe as a vulture; a man of a lower class who latched onto his mother — leeching off her riches while abusing her in the process. Soon, this man, Nicholas Carmichael, became Jace’s stepfather and things only dipped further south afterwards. Nicholas drank copious amounts of liquor, ran around behind Katherine’s back, smacked at Jace for defending his mother and the list went on. He manipulated Katherine, made her pick a side, tore her relationship with Jace asunder. Nicholas was indeed an angry, offhand man who often resorted to acts of violence toward both Katherine and Jace. During this time, and within the blink of an eye, Jace turned hostile and indifferent. It was as if he had transformed into a polar opposite version of what he’d always been — metamorphosing into an alternate version of his old self. Once a sheltered child who knew nothing but warmth and consideration, Jace was soon neglected, discarded and left to fend for himself. It was enough to turn him into a colder, less vibrant boy who soon became void of emotion and attachment. He picked fights with his stepfather for the sheer kick he got out of it, rebelled against his mother and found his once soft heart hardening as a result of years of enduring torment at the hands of Nicholas.
     Unfortunately for Jace, he’d stepped out of line one too many times and aged eleven, he found himself sent off to an all-boys boarding school. In one way, he was thankful to be shot of the horrid creature who claimed to be his stepfather. Yet, on the other hand, he spent sleepless nights worried about the mortality of his mother. All in all, though, his time spent in the educational facility was a positive one. He made friends, excelled in all of his classes and extracurriculars. For the years that Jace boarded at the school, his life seemed to be steering him down the right path. Once he graduated, he’d decided to follow the same path as his father: criminal law. He felt it was the right thing to do in order to honour his father. Jace wound up attending Oxford University where he resided in a dorm, visiting his mother on the weekends. However, as all good things do, they come to an end. In Jace’s case, his few years of bliss and contentedness arrived at a rather abrupt halt, taking a severe nosedive. He was nineteen when he learned of his mother’s passing and, ultimately, lost control of himself and of his path in life. He dropped out of university, moved back home and spent many months alone and aimless; desperate to find answers behind his mother’s suspicious death. Of course, Nicholas was nowhere to be seen. He hadn’t even had the decency to show his face at Katherine’s funeral. One thing was for sure, though: he’d walked off into the sunset with the Torres fortune, presumably never to be seen again. The details outlined in Katherine’s autopsy report had been vague and nobody seemed willing to help Jace in his search for answers. Though that did little to deter him from continuing to hunt for the truth behind his mother’s death. Without a shadow of doubt in his mind, Jace knew deep down that Nicholas had been responsible but with no evidence, the idea of justice being served seemed to drift further and further out of reach.
     Eventually, after years of fighting and persisting with his mission, Jace was able to uncover concealed elements of Nicholas’ background. As it turned out, the man was involved in gang activity and played a prime roll in drug trafficking throughout the streets of London. Though, still failing to get his hands on any kind of proof of Nicholas’ involvement in Katherine’s murder, a twenty-three-year-old Jace began to ponder if he should continue down this road. Tracking down his stepfather had consumed Jace whole, rotting him from the insides out. For so long he’d been holding onto an immense amount of resentment and wrath that he’d become bitter, hostile and obsessed. He knew it would only end in disaster if he continued to cling onto his vendetta and so for the following year, Jace pressed pause on seeking the truth. At least, until he’d happened upon a new lead that indeed confirmed his assumptions about Nicholas’ role in Katherine’s death. This was the break that Jace had been desperate for — the fuel that added flames to the fire within his belly. With new information and a penchant for revenge, he set off on his previously abandoned purpose.
     Admittedly, it had taken Jace months to successfully unearth the exact location of Nicholas and when he did, he wasn’t entirely sure what to do with the information. Still, he set off for New York City with plans of confronting the man. Part of Jace wanted nothing more than to make his stepfather suffer, to subject Nicholas to torture as appalling as what Katherine had undoubtedly endured. Another part of him wanted to reveal all the little details that he’d uncovered, to tell him he knew what he’d done and watch his stepfather wince in objection and pathetically string one faux apology after another. Neither of these scenarios played out in the end. Instead, Jace’s first encounter with Nicholas after all this time had an entirely different outcome than he’d anticipated. Managing to tail the older man to Lux, Jace decided to linger around outside in the hopes that Nicholas would make an appearance. As fate would have it, only a mere hour had passed and there he was, leaving the building alone; having been removed from the vicinity for hassling one of the dancers. As Nicholas made his way to the back of the club, Jace followed in the shadows. Stood at the edge of the establishment to watch his stepfather from afar, Jace considered the endless possibilities that had entered his mind the second he set eyes on the man who’d destroyed his life.
     When Jace eventually approached his stepfather, the look that claimed Nicholas’ face was one of incalculable shock and Jace couldn’t help but feel a twisted sense of pride in how his sheer presence brought about such dismay in the other man. He had to admit though, that it sent a strange twinge of nostalgia mixed together with dejection down the length of his spine. Jace had a collection of cruel words and obscenities he so desperately wanted to hurl the older man’s way. Alternatively, he opted for asking a question that had been haunting his warped mind for almost a decade. “Tell me, Nicholas. Why did you do it? Why did you murder my mother?” The inquiry almost made the other male tumble out of his shell even after he admitted that yes, he had been the one to end Katherine’s life and lacked even a shred of remorse. There was something in Nicholas’ blasé tone of voice that triggered an immediate rage deep within the pit of Jace’s stomach, bubbling and bubbling away, rising up and up until the only colour he could see was red and unfortunately for Nicholas, he was on the receiving end of Ross’ explosion. Moving in a flash, before he knew it, Jace was invading Nicholas’ personal space and the small blade he had been carrying was sunk into Nicholas’ abdomen.
     Finally, once Jace had recoiled and his fists that had been balled into the fabric of Nicholas’ jacket eventually unfurled, his dark eyes took in the sight of the elder man’s towering figure collapse to the ground beneath him. Dropping his gaze to his hands, Jace noticed the way that the colour slowly began flowing back into his knuckles that had been white from the thin skin stretching tightly over the protruding bones. Flipping over his uncurled palms, Jace noted the way his hands trembled only marginally less than he expected they would be. It was the shrieking resonating in his ears that brought him to divert his attention toward Nicholas who was writhing around on the ground as a result of his suffering and loss of blood. Jace knew he had to get out of there — that he had to leave before he’d give anyone the chance to flock toward the screams and clap their eyes on his guilty face. As he backed away, watching the actions of his decision unfold, the feeling inside his gut was different than he imagined it would be. He had made the decision to kill Nicholas, there and then in the heat of the moment and it was a gradual and torturous death. A death inflicted by him deliberately, no matter the fact that it wasn’t premeditated. Lacking the desire to stick around and witness Nicholas’ final screech, Jace ran and before he even had the chance to allow any sort of repentance to seep into his body for what he’d just done, a gathering of men stepped out of a dark alleyway in front of him just footsteps away from the scene of the crime. There was something about the way in which they emerged from the darkness that caused Jace to immediately cease in his footfalls and as he briefly surveyed the area he realised there was nowhere left for him to run — there were too many of them and although he tried to fight them off, he was vastly outnumbered.
     How Jace had managed to defend himself against the others, able to hold his own and give as good as he got, was beyond him. In the end, he pegged it down to sheer luck. Despite such a fluke, he was far from being out of the woods. Having witnessed the murder of Nicholas and how Jace had been able to stand his ground against the group, the eldest of the group of men had stepped forward to explain that he could use a young man of Jace’s stature and expertise. This was precisely how a then twenty-five-year-old Jace wound up entangled with the Berk-Morgan family. Initially, he was hired as a security for the same club that he’d slaughtered Nicholas outside of. After quite some time as an associate, he befriended Elias Morgan; soon becoming a confidant and someone the other trusted. Of course, the trust was mutual. And this has brought him into the position of becoming Elias’ right hand man. Now thirty-four, with nine years of experience under his belt, Jace is worlds away from the man he used to be. A shell of the man he used to be. Simply put, Jace has resigned himself to the reality that happiness is never going to be an emotion he will feel in his heart. He is closed off and secluded. He is mysterious and holds everyone in his life at arm’s length, afraid to let them in; only permitting people to see what he wants them to see and know what he wants them to know. His life is full of a myriad of memories soaked in blood and torment. A plethora of crooked dealings and immoral acts. But this is his life now and he isn’t prepared to give up the good fight – not after everything he has gone through just to be exactly where he is right now. A fighter has always lived inside of Jace Torres.
WANTED PLOTS.
give me all of the connections from friends, frenemies, enemies, hookups, exes, rivals and everything else in between. added bonus if there’s angst or drama. if you have anything in mind feel free to throw it at me, i’m open to the majority of things and have zero triggers so come at me bro !!
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archae-heart · 2 months
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False Claims to Indigenous Ancestry as thoughtsforbirds on Reddit
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merrock · 4 months
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WELCOME TO MERROCK, RAFAELLA WATTANA!
Rafaella (she/her, cis woman) was born on April 27, 1990 in Glendale, California and arrived to Merrock in 2019. They prefer to be called Rafa, work as an architect, and their stomping grounds are downtown. | written by: Tea (she/her, AEST/GMT+10), portrayed by: Davika Hoorne. FILLING CONNECTION: Miranda Hartman's best friend & roommate.
Hello, Tea, welcome to Merrock! We are so excited to see Rafaella here in town. Please check out our WELCOME BROCHURE, and be sure to submit your account within 48 hours, and your finished bio within one week. Thank you! xx
face claim: davika hoorne.
full name: rafaella wattana.
nickname(s) / goes by: raf, rafa, ella, หนู or mouse in thai (by her paternal grandmother).
pronouns & gender: she/her & cis woman.
sexuality: bisexual/romantic.
birth date: april 27, 1990.
birth place: glendale, california.
arrival to merrock: 2019.
housing: shared apartment in the downtown district.
occupation: architect.
work place: n/a.
family: mother, father, two older sisters — giuliana and alessandra.
relationship status: single.
filling connection: miranda hartman’s best friend & roommate.
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cruelsummvr · 4 years
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FULL NAME:       harper  louisa  madely.   NAME  ORIGIN:     harper  is  an  english  name  meaning  ‘  harp -  player  ’.  her  middle  name,  also  of  english  origin,  means  ‘  famous  warrior  ’.  madely  is  her  family  name,  passed  down  from  her  paternal  grandmother.  
NICKNAMES:     harp,  h,  madely.   BIRTHDAY:      13th  october  1954.   SEXUALITY:       heteroflexible.   RELATIONSHIP STATUS:     single.   PATRONUS:       eagle  owl.   BOGGART:       a  version  of  herself,  clad  in  her  clothes,  covered  in  blood.  she  doesn’t  know  if  it’s  her  own  or  someone  else’s  but  there’s  so  much  of  it.   WAND  TYPE:       12 ¼"  with  phoenix  feather.   AESTHETICS:      uncombed  blonde  hair,  nervous  ticks,  too  much  coffee.  glasses  she  doesn’t  know  if  she  needs.  never  without  a  camera.  running  down  a  dark  alley.  running  toward  the  ocean.  
BIOGRAPHY:     harper  was  born  in  massachusetts  to  oliver  and  miranda  madely,  the  only  child  on  their  side  of  the  family.  they  were  good  parents,  for  the  most  part.  she  spent  more  time  with  her  aunt  judith  from  her  father’s  side  of  the  family,  but  they  still  made  active  attempts  to  be  present  in  her  life.  she  isn’t  sure  what  happened  before  she  was  born,  has  never  been  told,  but  she  could  always  tell  something  loomed  over  her  parents.  they weren’t  deserters,  they  just  spent  a  long  time  staring  out  the  kitchen  window.  it  came  to  make  her  uneasy  when  she  got  older,  but  she  did  her  best  to  ignore  it.  she  went  to  ilvermorny  when  she  turned  of  age,  was  greeted  by  the  usual  and  pomp  ceremony  from  her  family  and  the  school  itself.  she  was  sorted  into  pukwudgie.  sorted  by  her  heart,  and  surrounded  by  healers,  that  path  only  seemed  natural  to  her.  her  school  years  went  mostly  uninterrupted  ;  living  in  the  same  state  as  her  boarding  school  allowed  her  to  go  home  for  all  holidays  without  delay,  and  so  she  did,  every  year.      she  graduated  favourably,  but  without  enough  credentials  to  make  becoming  a  healer  a  reality.  she  thought  of  asking  to  retake  her  classes,  finding  a  loophole,  until  rumours  started  to  catch  up  with  her.  dark  times,  they  all  seemed  to  echo.  she  didn’t  want  to  believe  them,  but  she  also  knows  that  rumours  don’t  start  out  of  nothing.  everything  has  a  seed  planted  somewhere,  seen  from  a  distance.  she  chose  to  run  to  europe,  promised  her  parents  she  was  just  exploring  other  avenues  and  she’d  be  fine  when  the  time  came.  they  were  worried  but  they  let  her  go  anyway.  she  worked  her  way  up,  found  a  job  at  the  daily  prophet  through  freelance  photography.  she  figured  if  the  rumours  were  true,  she’d  be  able  to  help  people  like  this.  spread  through  the  truth  where  it  couldn’t  be  denied  (  and  where  she  didn’t  have  to  be  covered  in  it  ).  and  if  the  rumours  didn’t  pan  out,  then  she’d  still  have  a  stable  job.  win  win.  (  somehow,  she  doesn’t  think  they’re  going  to  end  up  there. )
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princecfdenmark · 4 years
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// Hamlet grew up watching his grandmother’s movies with Gertrude at his side making appropriate comments about Miranda’s performances. As he grew older, Gertrude started to pepper her commentaries with details about Miranda’s life in Hollywood, her addiction to uppers and downers, and the studio system in which she was raised.
When Hamlet went to college, he started reading biographies and memoirs about his grandmother. He quickly learned that Gertrude’s stories about her were true, but some of them had also been embellished. For example, Miranda’s addiction to pills had started when she was a teenager because of the odd hours she would have to be on a set.
Also, Gertrude never mentioned that a studio didn’t just give a star a six movie contract. It also owned the star in such a way that almost every detail of that star’s life was known to the studio’s president almost as quickly as it hit the tabloid. The reason why, Hamlet learned, was because the studio president always had spies among the makeup artists and other people that worked for the film studio.
Hamlet’s paternal grandfather, Godfrey, was also a great help in this endeavor. Since he had known Miranda for many years, he was able to tell his grandson things that Gertrude simply didn’t know like how the two of them met, how difficult it was to live with a drug addict in those days, why Godfrey couldn’t bring himself to divorce Miranda, and so on.  
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espritferme · 4 years
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The Shepard name is as popular in the performing arts industry as it is in the Alliance.
The matriarch of the family, Madeleine Shepard, is a Cameroonian native with decades of experience under her belt and boasts a filmography that extends from the stage up to the big screen, and through different countries, colonies, and planets.
Like many other members of the Shepard family, and with some influence from her mother and paternal grandmother, Hannah has experience in the arts. And like many others, she also felt more drawn to serving in the Alliance than solely performing in front of audiences.
Hannah began playing the cello when she was four years old, taking part in numerous recitals, performances, and music programs. Upon enlisting in the Alliance, she joined the military orchestra and continued to perform until her duties as a captain took priority.
On holidays, when the whole family is together and the voices that fill the air have nothing to do with the talk of fights and tactics that wait for them, Hannah performs with the family. It's a tradition that has been around for longer than Hannah has been alive.
With Magnus, she performs a duet that they'd long decided on, his piano accompanying her cello, and her cello accompanying his piano. More than half the time, they don't get the chance to perform together because when duty calls, you obey, even if it means getting home on Christmas day. But when they do play for the first time in front of the whole family, they do so as they do on the battlefield--beautifully and seamlessly.
And when Magnus brings Anne home, and then Miranda, Granny Maddy insists that no one is under the age of three is left without something to do. Madeleine sits with all the grandchildren and great-grandchildren while everyone else sits with an instrument in their hands or their voices singing loud.
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thehiatusproject · 5 years
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Their love story began in Delhi University. My grandmother was in her first year of Miranda House and my grandfather was a leader of the Student Union at that time; he had come to ask for votes in her college when they first met. It’s a story from the early 1950s. My paternal family had been living in Chandni-Chowk for over five generations at that time. Such families would like to call themselves ‘asli Dilli-wale’ in the light of the recent mass-migration of ‘refugees’ from Pakistan. So a 6 feet tall, fair and handsome boy of an ‘asli Dilli wali’ family wanting to marry a less than 5 feet, dark, Punjabi refugee girl from Pakistan was somewhat of an unacceptable proposition. . Ritika Khanna writes about a black jade pendant that represents her grandparent's love story - one that spans Partition, intercaste marriage, and the changing landscape of Delhi. Head over to the Museum of Material Memory to read more from Ode to a Love Story. 
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Introduction: Alexandria Blossom
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Name: Alexandria Rose Blossom
FC: Nora O’Neil
Fic Title: When the Blossom Leaf Blows
Nickname(s): Andie, Alex, Andria, dear sister, Blossom
Sexuality: Pansexual
Pronouns: she/her
Career: Owner of Blossom Maple and Co-Owner of Bailey and Blossom Veterinary Clinic
Birthday: August 18
Height: 5’10
Hair color: Pale Blonde
Eye color: Blue
Place of Birth: Riverdale, NY
Hobbies: photography, dance, surfing, do it yourself, reading, and thrifting
Likes: history, animals, Pennsylvania, action movies, her VW van, and her friends
Dislikes: Thornhill, her family, Cheryl flaunting her wealth, Cheryl’s mockery of the Serpents
Favorite Bands: Jessie J, Bon Jovi, Abba, Marina and the Diamonds
Physical Quirks/Scars: constantly fidgeting.
Family: Benjamin Blossom † (ancestor), Barnabas B. Blossom † (great-great-great-grandfather), Unnamed Paternal Great-Grandfather †, Unnamed Paternal Great-Granduncle †, Harrison (great-uncle), Cricket (aunt), Bedford † (uncle), Rose Blossom (paternal grandmother), Clifford Blossom † (uncle/father), Claudius Blossom † (uncle), Penelope Blossom (mother), Jason Blossom † (younger triplet brother), Cheryl Blossom (youngest triplet sister), Hal Cooper † (2nd cousin, 1× removed), Alice Cooper (2nd cousin-in-law, 1× removed), Polly Cooper (3rd cousin), Betty Cooper (3rd cousin), Dagwood Blossom-Cooper (nephew), Juniper Blossom-Cooper (niece)
Honorary family: Benjamin Bailey, Miranda Bailey, Niko Samuel Bailey
Friends: Betty Cooper, Colt Hunter Young, Fangs Fogarty, Jughead Jones, Julius Anthony King, Lilianna Reese King, Sweet Pea, Toni Topaz, Winnie Sydney Campbell
Love interest: Jughead Jones maybe Niko Bailey
Optimistic or pessimistic
Introvert or Extrovert
Occupation: dance teacher, part time volunteer at animal shelter
Extracurriculars: photographer for the Blue and Gold
Favorite Animal: Red Panda
Favorite color: Cherry Blossom Tree Pink
Favorite book: Tuck Everlasting
Favorite food: Pizza
Favorite movie/ tv show: (m) The Lord of The Rings Trilogy. (TV) Law and Order: SVU
Background: The decision to leave Pennsylvania when Cheryl called about the disappearance was an easy decision.
Returning to Riverdale at first was a shock to see that nothing had changed in the nine years since Andie left and once she got into her routine she realized Riverdale is a much darker place than it looks with secrets and lies at ever turn.
Taglist: @reggiemantleholdmyhand-tle @thecaptainsgingersnap
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noratilney · 3 years
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TVDU OCs (wip)
(Vampire Diaries/Originals/Legacies OCs)
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Abby Cardenas
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Full Name: Abigail Francisca Magdalena Cardenas
Nicknames: Abby, Ab (by everyone), Allstar (by Tyler)
Face Claim: Sofia Carson
Fic Title: Might Tell You Tonight
First Appears In: Vampire Diaries
Connections: Alicia Jordan (older sister), Andrew Elliott (younger brother), Danilo Cardenas Orozco (father), Delilah Standish (mother), Liz Forbes (aunt), Bill Forbes (uncle), Caroline Forbes (cousin), Lottie Standish (aunt)
Love Interest(s): Tyler Lockwood (endgame)
Biography Stub: The middle daughter of Sheriff Forbes’ screwball younger sister, Abby is used to a life of constant changes and upheaval. Returning to live in Mystic Falls again after three years hopping from place to place, Abby readjusts to life in a small town again all the while expecting things to go south. Except Andrew is actually enjoying school. Except her mom is dating someone who isn’t her type, someone who’s actually good for her. Except Alicia is applying to college. Except Abby’s making friends, becoming close to Caroline, and there might be something between her and Tyler. But can it last?
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Margaret Gilbert
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Full Name: Margaret Rose Gilbert
Nickname(s): Margo, Mar
Face Claim: Victoria Justice
Fic Title: The More Things Change (The More They Stay the Same)
First Appears In: Vampire Diaries
Connections: Jeremy Gilbert (older brother), Elena Gilbert (older adoptive sister/biological cousin), Miranda Sommers (mother, deceased), Grayson Gilbert (father, deceased), Jenna Sommers (maternal aunt, deceased), John Gilbert (paternal uncle, deceased), Alaric Saltzman (legal guardian), Annie Saltzman (adoptive sister), Elizabeth Saltzman (adoptive sister), Josette Saltzman (adoptive sister)
Love Interest(s): TBD
Biography Stub: A brief disclaimer that in the books that the Vampire Diaries were based on, Elena had a much younger sister named Margaret whose function essentially was to be cute and a morality chain for Elena. When they adapted the books into a show, they made the decision to give Elena a teenage brother probably because young kids age really fast. So technically a character does exist with this name. However, my Margaret is thirteen not four and she is the youngest of three Gilbert siblings.
Margaret would probably be the first to admit that she was a bit spoiled. The youngest of three siblings, she certainly reaped the benefits of being the baby. Even after the tragic deaths of her parents on Wickery Bridge and the near-death of her sister Elena, everyone made an effort to protect Margaret, even Jeremy at only two years her elder. As a result, Margaret appears to be the least changed of the Gilberts by the recent tragedy but looks can be deceiving.
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Lena Krüger
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adopted from @carmens-garden​!
Full Name: Lena Eden Krüger
Nickname(s): Lee
Face Claim: Diana Silvers
Fic Title: TBD
First Appears In: Vampire Diaries
Connections: Michaela Krüger (mother), Johann Krüger (father, deceased), Vanessa Krüger (older sister), Sheila Bennett (mentor), Bonnie Bennett (friend), Jeremy Gilbert (friend/love interest)
Love Interest(s): Jeremy Gilbert
Biography Stub: TBD
more info coming soon!
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Dina Otero
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Full Name: Dina Otero
Face Claim: Denise Bidot
Fic Title: Get the Hell out of Dodge
First Appears In: Vampire Diaries
Connections:
Love Interest(s): Elena Gilbert
Biography Stub: TBD
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Annie Saltzman
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Full Name: Annette Mathilda Saltzman
Nickname(s): Annie, Anna, Nettie
Face Claim: Mika Abdalla (older), Kayla Madison (younger), Rachel Weisz (Legacies era)
Fic Title: The More Things Change (The More They Stay the Same); A Surfeit of Saltzmans
First Appears In: Vampire Diaries
Connections: Alaric Saltzman (father), Isobel Flemming (mother, deceased), Elena Gilbert (biological maternal half-sister/adoptive sister), Sheila Bennett (surrogate grandmother), Jenna Sommers (father’s girlfriend, deceased), Jeremy Gilbert (adoptive brother), Margaret Gilbert (adoptive sister), Josette Laughlin (father’s fiance, deceased), Elizabeth Saltzman (paternal half-sister), Josette Saltzman (paternal half-sister)
Love Interest(s): Multiple
Biography Stub: Annie Saltzman sometimes thought life might have gone better if she and her dad had never moved to Mystic Falls, even if she could barely remember a time before it. When Alaric Saltzman uprooted them to Mystic Falls, searching for Annie’s missing mother, although truth be told she hadn’t been much of a mother even before she disappeared, he entangled the pair of them in the supernatural world and there’s no going back.
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Meredith Sulez
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Full Name: Meredith Teresa Injila Sulez
Nickname(s): Mere, Merry (only by Damon)
Face Claim: Emeraude Toubia
Fic Title: The More Things Change (The More They Stay the Same)
First Appears In: Vampire Diaries
Connections: Bonnie Bennett (friend), Caroline Forbes (friend), Elena Gilbert (friend), Alaric Saltzman (friend), Stefan Salvatore (sometimes ally), Fernando Sulez (father), Merjan Nader (mother), Cristian Sulez (older brother)
Love Interest(s): TBD
Biography Stub: Like Margaret, Meredith is a character from the books who doesn’t exist in the show despite sounding epic as fuck. Unlike Margaret however, she is a major character in the books and I will have to tread carefully to ensure I portray her accurately. Changes I will disclose now are that to reflect Emeraude Toubia’s heritage I have made Meredith’s mom Lebanese whereas in the books both her parents were Hispanic and that in the books teenage Meredith became involved with and eventually engaged to her teacher Alaric (seriously what was with the high number of student-teacher relationships in 90s/early 2000s media, yikes), rest assured I will not be putting them together romantically. I don’t know who I’ll be pairing Meredith with ultimately other than probably not a vampire and definitely an age-appropriate match.
Unlike her friends Bonnie, Caroline, and Elena, Meredith has been aware of the existence of vampires for awhile. It would be difficult not to when she comes from a long line and tradition of vampire hunters on both sides. Sometimes it was hard to be among her friends with such a large burden of knowledge that she couldn’t share.
Elena’s parents hunt vampires too but they don’t want that life for her. Most of the time, however, Meredith found her time with her friends to be that much sweeter, without the reminder of her future ahead of her. Mystic Falls is a quiet and happy little place in spite of all its dark history, that is, until the Salvatore brothers come to town.
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Imani Yoon
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Full Name: Imani Yoon
Face Claim: Sydney Park
Fic Title: TBD
First Appears In: Vampire Diaries
Connections:
Love Interest(s): Bonnie Bennett
Biography Stub: TBD
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Jasika Ballard
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Full Name: Jasika Ballard
Face Claim: Paulina Singer
Fic Title: TBD
First Appears In: The Originals
Connections: Hayley Marshall (half-sister), Carmen Olmos (best friend)
Love Interest(s): Marcel Gerard
Biography Stub: TBD
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Helen Bennet
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Full Name: Helen Eniola Bennet
Face Claim: Nafessa Williams
Fic Title: TBD
First Appears In: Vampire Diaries
Connections: extremely distant cousin of Bonnie’s by way of Emily Bennett’s brother, the family dropped the second t off the end of their names to better fit in when they moved to England, older sister, younger sister
Love Interest(s): Damon Salvatore, Bonnie Bennett, Elena Gilbert
Biography Stub: Graduate student and siphoner witch in the UK
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Angelica Cathay
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Full Name: Angelica Vivienne Cathay
Face Claim: Margaret Qualley
Fic Title: Igniting Sparks
First Appears In: The Originals
Connections:
Love Interest(s): Rebekah Mikaelson
Biography Stub: TBD
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Léonie Claire
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Full Name: Léonie Claire
Face Claim: Poppy Drayton
Fic Title: Castoffs
First Appears In: The Originals
Connections: Rosalie Tulle (mother, deceased), Georges Claire (father, deceased), Lionel Claire (twin brother, deceased), Mary-Alice Claire (first cousin), Frances Claire (cousin), Davina Claire (distant relation)
Love Interest(s): Kol Mikaelson, Varvara Mikhailovna Obolenskaya (ex-girlfriend)
Biography Stub: When Kol Mikaelson last knew Léonie Claire, she was the easily forgotten member of a powerful New Orleans family. Kol was more concerned with shaping her older cousin Mary-Alice and Astrid Malchance into tools he could use to help him make a weapon to subdue his brother Klaus. When he spared the younger girl a thought, it was pity for one unable to do magic. He at least had the memories of his human youth to draw upon. Klaus throws a wrench into his plans by daggering him for a century before Mary-Alice and Astrid finish the dagger. But that was a hundred years ago.
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Ingrid Mikaelson
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Full Name: Ingrid Mikaelson
Face Claim: Alycia Debnam-Carey
Fic Title: TBD, Begin the Masquerade (appears)
First Appears In: Vampire Diaries
Connections: Esther (mother), Mikael (stepfather), Freya Mikaelson (older maternal half-sister), Finn Mikaelson (older maternal half-brother), Elijah Mikaelson (older maternal half-brother), Niklaus Mikaelson (younger fraternal twin), Kol Mikaelson (younger maternal half-brother), Rebekah Mikaelson (younger maternal half-sister), Henrik Mikaelson (younger maternal half-brother)
Love Interest(s): Nadia Petrova
Biography Stub:
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Sophia Mikaelson
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Full Name: Sophia Mikaelson
Face Claim: Ashley Greene
Fic Title: TBD, Begin the Masquerade (appears)
First Appears In: The Originals (I realize it seems like it should be in TVD but Sophia minds her own business more than a lot of her sibs sooo)
Connections: Esther (mother), Mikael (father), Freya Mikaelson (older sister), Finn Mikaelson (older brother), Elijah Mikaelson (older sister), Niklaus Mikaelson (younger maternal half-brother), Kol Mikaelson (younger brother), Rebekah Mikaelson (younger sister), Henrik Mikaelson (younger brother), Hayley Marshall (friend), Sophie Deveraux (friend)
Love Interest(s): Katherine Pierce, Hayley Marshall
Biography Stub:
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Emma Ragnarrsdottir
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Full Name: Emma Ragnarrsdottir
Face Claim: Millie Brady
Fic Title: Begin the Masquerade
First Appears In: The Originals (chronologically)
Connections: Solveig Ragnarrsdottir (sister), Ragnarr Gustafsson (father), Yrsa Onnudottir (mother, deceased)
Love Interest(s): Elijah Mikaelson
Biography Stub: After an early death, Emma finds herself reborn in 990 A.D. Mystic Falls. However, it becomes clear almost immediately that things are different here as the version of TVD that she’s familiar with only had Finn, Elijah, Klaus, Kol, and Rebekah, but here Klaus has a twin and an older sister. Emma becomes determined to use what knowledge she has to change the fates of the Mikaelson siblings.
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Saskia Chen
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adopted from @carmens-garden​!
Full Name: Saskia Fae Chen
Nickname(s): Sas
Face Claim: Natasha Liu Bordizzo
Fic Title: TBD
First Appears: Legacies
Connections: Feng Chen (mother), Jian Chen (father), Astrid Chen (older sister, deceased), Lizzie Saltzman (friend/love interest), Wade Rivers (friend)
Love Interest(s): Lizzie Saltzman
Biography Stub:
more info coming soon!
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Lieke Marinos
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Full Name: Lieke Marinos
Face Claim: Sarah Jeffery
Fic Title: TBD
First Appears: Legacies
Connections: Valerie Tulle (adoptive mother), Keisha Tulle (adoptive sister), Hope Mikaelson (roommate)
Love Interest(s): Josie Saltzman, Finch Tarrayo Rafael Waithe
Biography Stub: Lieke is the daughter of a siren although I’m going to deviate from the lore on sirens as laid out in TVD season 8. She was ousted from her tribe, rescued and adopted by Valerie and raised alongside her adoptive sister Keisha.
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Estelle Saltzman
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Full Name: Estelle Diana Saltzman
Nicknames: Essie, Stella
Face Claim: Sadie Sink
Fic Title: A Surfeit of Saltzmans
First Appears: Legacies
Connections: Alternate Universe Alaric Saltzman (father), Alternate Universe Josette Laughlin (mother), Isadora Saltzman (older sister), Rosella Saltzman (older sister), Luke Parker (uncle), Liv Parker (aunt), Tyler Lockwood (uncle)
Biography Stub: In the world that Estelle comes from, Luke Parker was the survivor of the Merge between Kai and himself. Alaric and Jo are the happy parents of three daughters, twins Izzie and Rosie, and Essie the baby. After a fight with her mother, Estelle runs off into the woods, encounters a jinni, makes a wish and finds herself in a very strange alternate reality where her mom died before her older sisters were born, her dad is the headmaster of a strange school named after his best friend’s brother only here he’s dead, she’s the same age as her sisters who are like her sisters but shifted to the left and with the wrong names. Oh, and Stella was never born. Navigating a bizarre new world with her sort of-sisters is hard enough before worlds start collapsing in on each other, bringing another Saltzman sister into play.
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Miles Washington
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Full Name: Miles Washington
Face Claim: Sinqua Walls
Fic Title: TBD
Connections: Tyler Lockwood (friend), Hayley Marshall (friend)
Love Interest(s): Valerie Tulle
Biography Stub: A vampire for many years, he became a hybrid when Klaus turned him as he had managed to never take a life and remained an untriggered werewolf.
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Keisha Young Tulle
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Full Name: Keisha Marie Young Tulle
Face Claim: Samantha Logan
Fic Title: TBD
First Appears: Legacies
Connections: Valerie Tulle (adoptive mother), Lieke Marinos (adoptive sister)
Love Interest(s): Sebastian
Biography Stub: A baby heretic found by Valerie and raised alongside her adoptive sister Lieke.
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Ellen
B A S I C S
full name: ellen miranda lee
gender: cis female
sexuality: bisexual
pronouns: she/her/hers
O T H E R S
family: helen lee (paternal grandmother, alive); daniel lee (father, deceased); miranda lee (mother, presumably alive)
birthplace: new york city, new york
job: detective
phobias: clowns, public-speaking
M O R A L S
morality alignment?: lawful good
sins - lust/greed/gluttony/sloth/pride/envy/wrath
virtues - chastity/charity/diligence/humility/kindness/patience/justice
T H I S - O R - T H A T
introvert/extrovert: introvert
organized/disorganized: disorganized
close minded/open-minded: close-minded
calm/anxious: calm
disagreeable/agreeable: disagreeable
cautious/reckless: reckless
patient/impatient: patient
outspoken/reserved: reserved
leader/follower: leader
empathetic/unemphatic: empathetic
optimistic/pessimistic: pessimistic
traditional/modern: traditional
hard-working/lazy: hard-working
R E L A T I O N S H I P S
otp: steve/ellen
ot3: steve/bucky/ellen
brotp: THOR/ELLEN
notp: n/a
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