A bit about the reader (And a story)

So, this is a way to discribe the reader,

"She won the battle, then tended to her soilders wounds."

One of my friends just discribed me like this, and i just had to put it in a post. Because I'm the kind of person who can and will fight anyone, and will help others battles, which is a thing I love about myself, but I realized while I was away at the 'Gaeltacht' that I'm also he type to tend to people's wounds. I'll explain what happened.

(just putting it out there, there was 16 of us girls in this one room, and some of us hated eachother)

So my two friends, Caoimhe and Molly, we're laughing and joking around at about 11:30 P.M in the dorm we all shared. I didn't really mind them, but this other girl, Kayla, shouted at them to shut up, and then the three started bitching back and forth to eachother. Now, most of us found this hilarious, because Kayla was pissed and the other two girls were just having fun with it.

Until someone shouted, "I heard you the first time! Do you think I'm stupid enough to be deaf?" This was an incredibly stupid thing to say, as one of my close friends, Katie, has a sister who was born deaf, and suffers with it. Katie obviously got upset (as anyone would) so I took it upon myself to be the mother of the group.

I went to Katie, and sat in her bed, and hugged her, saying how they're all just annoyed, and don't mean it, e.c.t. until she was okay, then I may have given out to the girl who said it, then went back to bed. All was well.

Until, more drama, Kayla shouted, "Molly! Your such a bully!" And Molly has a sister who committed suicide because of people bullying her, and Molly was extremely upset by this. I went back into Kayla and Katie's room (they share btw) and I started to give out to Kayla, and to hug Katie again. And then Molly walked in and said "Kayla, you have no idea what bullying is, so don't you dare call me a bully." Ran back to her own bed, and started crying.

I quickly ran to her, and started consoling her, telling her to ignore Kayla, how she's just bored, tired and upset, and Caoimhe was now hugging Molly too. Also, Molly and Caoimhe are those people who are "popular", and have a "squad" or whatever. I'm not one of these people. But her whole squad piled into her room, which is about as big as a walk in wardrobe by the way, and started hugging her.

She eventually got so tired, she told us all "Thank you guys, but please go to bed, I want to sleep now, and I think I'm okay." And her squad left. I stayed for a minute, and waited until they left, then told Molly, "I know it hurts, and I know your suffering, but I want you to know, we are here for you, and if you need us, we are only a call away. Good night Molly, and please get some rest."

Then I checked on everyone else, to make sure they were all okay, then went back to Molly, Caoimhe, Ella, Chloe, Katie and Kayla, and gave them all hugs. I was disappointed in Kayla, in the fact she made two girls cry, and I didn't sleep that night.

I had to tell that story, that's all

Thanks for reading,

<3 R

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Bilingual

So, I recently realized that I am bilingual. I didn't notice this until a friend brought it up. Don't ask me how I didn't figure it out, but I did.

Since then, my other friends who speak only English ask me rediculous questions that are actually quite common. And I thought I'd answer on here.

1. What language do you think in?

The answer is, it depends. I speak 2 languages fluently, and it depends.

If I'm in an Irish speaking community or situation and im exposed to the language for a long time, I think in Irish. But, I'm usually in English speaking situations, so i usually think in English. But again, I find myself speaking Irish randomly in an English situation, and vice versa.

2. What language do you dream in?

I'll answer this question with a question. Do you dream in a language? Because I don't. I understand what's happening, but I don't have a language when I'm asleep. My dreams have sound effects and stuff, but no words, if you get me.

3. what language do you swear in?

All languages. I swear in English, Irish, and sometimes French or German. (I don't speak French and/or German) don't ask, but I picked them up somewhere.

4. If you could only speak one language for the rest of your life, which would you pick?

English, because its simpler (in my opinion) and it's more widely used. English is spoken almost everywhere, while irish is pretty much a dead language.

5. Do you ever get confused?

No, Because, 1. I'm fluent, and 2. I go into a mode. I'm in English or Irish mode. If I'm confused, it's because I don't understand a word, or an accent.

6. Do you read in English or Irish?

English. Its my first language, and i find it easier to read, but I can read Irish, I prefer not to.

7. Are other languages easier to learn as a child or adult?

I believe children should learn other languages the second they start school at least. I also believe they should learn a second language at home, but in some cases people can't do that, so school definitely. Children are very impressionable, and exposing them to other cultures or languages will help them in later life, and will improve the skills they have, such as how they will understand things quicker than others, how they are more logical and better at problem solving (have you seen some of Irish to English literal translations? Thats like cracking the da Vinci code) and how they do get better job opportunities in the future. (A second language always looks great on an application.)

And I think that's it! If you want, you can ask me questions about being bilingual, I won't mind.

-R

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Lost boy 2

Part 2

Harry hook X Reader

Word count: 1127

Summary: Y/n has a secret, and it's out to Harry. Also, Chad Charming is a dick.

Warnings: Mentions of child abuse in the past, swearing, violence, and talks about loss of mothers.

A/n: people have asked why I added abuse and death to this series, and my answer is this: Just because the reader is from Auradon, that doesn't protect her from a horrible childhood. Both the AKs and VKs suffer, and I wanted to show that. Also, our reader is a warrior, and a warrior fights every battle that comes to her. And I feel I needed to show how badass this girl gets.

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I woke up early, Harry was still asleep. I put the make up on again. Dammit, my blankets are ruined. I'll deal with that later. I was ready for Chad. My plan was to A) punch him in the mouth and B) kick him in the balls. It seemed like a good idea, so that was what I was prepping myself to do. I have done it before, but I still need convincing.

"Mornin Lost boy." I heard from the corner. "Morning Harry. By the way, it's the weekend. So, no classes. But please get your homework done. And also, we've practice at five o' clock. Don't be late." I deadpanned. I was ready to kill Chad, and go to dance class. "Lass, what's wrong?" Asked Harry, that boy knew me too well. "Nothing, why?" I asked, I wasn't very convincing. "Well, your wearing make up, your in a bad mood and your telling me to not be late as if I don't know if I'm late you will more than likely kill me. Also, we both know I have a thing for not doing homework, you don't ask anymore. So, what wrong?" Dammit. Harry was too observant and knew me too well. "Nothing, I'm tired." I said, very monotoned, not in the mood for this. "Lass, if something's wrong, tell me." "I will, I promise." But I had my fingers crossed. I can't let Harry fight my battles, I'll look weak and I can do this myself. Let's kill it today. Or maybe just the not so charming, prince Chad.

"Ah, Lost Rat, I was looking for you." Said Chad, I quipped back "Really, is there nothing else for you to do other than to follow and annoy me?" At the minute I'm beyond caring.

"I promised you hell."

"I'm about to promise you a kick in the balls, leave me alone." I deadpanned, but I meant it.

"Oh please Lost Rat, there is no way you would fight someone. Anyways, it's not like your brave enough to fight me, or did your mother teach you bravery? Oh wait she's dea- aggghhhh!" Chad taunted, but he didn't get to finish, as he was swiftly given a kick in the balls and a punch in the mouth by me.

"Don't you dare speak of my mother, and don't you dare talk to me again." And I left him there. Off to dance practice I go.

Of course, Harry happened to be sat at the back of my dance class, just after I beat up Chad. I walked in and threw my gym bag to the floor. "Whats wrong?" He mouthed to me. I ignored him and went straight into our first routine.

I don't think I've ever danced harder. Sweat was running down my face, and the second Esmeralda dismissed us, Harry was at my side asking what was wrong.

"Nothing. Okay?" I almost shouted, but kept a small amount of cool. Harry looked at me apprehensively, and then looked at my face. But of course, the makeup was messed up with sweat, so Harry saw it, and he didn't like what he saw.

"Lost boy.... Your eye? WHO DID IT? WAS IT CHAD? I'LL KILL HIM." Harry shouted, not at anger to me but anger to whoever hurt me. "Come with me." And I walked back to our dorm, he followed in silence. On our way there, Audrey stopped me. "What did you do to Chad?" She demanded, and I said with as much calmness as possible "it's his own fault, now get out of my way or I'll make you, remember the nose job you had to get? Don't make it another." And she sprinted out of my way as fast as she could in her impossibly high-heels.

I got to our room and threw the door open, Harry walked quickly in, and I slammed it shut.

"Well?" Harry demanded, somehow his voice full of care, anger and frustration. "I got into a fight with Chad a few hours ago." I explained, I'm very hot headed so not shouting was a struggle. "No, that's not it. That's some of it. Chad can't give people black eyes, and you've been wearing makeup since yesterday. What. Is. The. Matter?" Again, with the strange voice balance, and no smirk, Harry was ready to kill. I don't scare easily, so I said "Nothing. Sweet Tiger Lily, who was your mother? Nosey McGee?" I was now shouting aswell. "Well, wouldn't you know all about mothers. Unlike you, I don't know who my mother is!" Harry shouted, his accent getting thicker. "Ha. Ha. Ha. Good joke, because I know who my mother is, and she's definitely safe at home, not dead and decayed on the ocean floor." I shouted, my voice filled with sarcasm. "What?" Harry wasn't yelling anymore, he was... Sad. That's something I've never seen before. Slowly, the Harry I knew was falling apart. "She died when I was four. This is all I have left of her." And I showed Harry the Hitlebrande, my mother's cutlass, full of Gaelic magic. And her necklace, I haven't took it off since she gave it to me all those years ago, but I kept it hidden, and I have no idea if people know of it's magic, but I can't risk it being stolen. As for the sword, it can't kill an friend. If you try, it'll turn and kill you instead, so, that's all I've left. "Do you remember her?" Asked Harry, you wouldn't believe what person he was under the guyliner. "Not really. But she had short, boyish hair, wore boy clothes, taught me to control the balance of Gael magic, and gave me these two things before she left for her last voyage, that she never completed.

The sea queen of Connacht, taken down by a strong storm, huge rocks and not so friendly pirates. She didn't have the Hitlebrande, and she died. Thats why I never leave it away from me. She died without it at her side, so I won't make her mistake. The necklace, it's been in my family for centuries, only taken off to give to the next heir. It's a control of our Gaelic magic. Take it off, I lose my power. It's stolen or destroyed, so is all Gaelic power. These two are the only two magical items that Fairy Godmother doesn't know about. My mother and father never liked her, and neither do I. My mother, some don't believe her dead, but I felt it. They don't know I've Hitlebrande. I plan to keep it that way." I finished, I almost cried, but a true Irish pirate doesn't cry for the dead. They celebrate the life. So I held it in.

All about me,

(from the post below)

1. I drink coffee, and I hate tea.

2. I've been there for I split my head open (3 times now), I had several athsma attacks as a child and allergic reactions to cats and dogs. So yeah, I've been to the emergency room.

3. I do play video games and at the minute my favourite is Fortnite.

4. I speak English and I'm fluent in Irish Gaelic (a dead language)

5. I love butter cookies, but is there several types of Xmas cookies? Is that an American thing?

6. My aesthetic is a mix of captain Jack Sparrow, Uma, a bitch, and a slytherin hip hop dancer.

7. My favourite quote is "Girls are getting raped. That ain't the fault of miniskirts. That ain't the fault of alcohol or because she likes to flirt. It's because we made a place where she has less of a worth. Now the fenders walk away while the victims lay to hurt. You scared of Muslims? I'm scared of your mentality. Your weak mind is why we have so much damn brutality" -Lilly Singh. It's long but listen to her song "voices" and you'll hear it. I wish I could quote the whole song. Listen.

8. I once dressed as Wednesday Addams, and that was my favourite.

9. It was today, actually. I went to a Gaeltacht, for a few weeks, which is like a boarding school where they speak Irish Gaelic, in Waterford. And it was great. (that's also why I wasn't really active in here). But it was great and I had a great time and made amazing memories with my friends.

10. I don't eat Chinese food. At all.

11. I'm assuming it means crisps, and my favourite are Tayto, who are an Irish brand, and the cheese and onion flavour.

12. A ham sandwich with ketchup. (try it, it's really good.)

13. I go to Manchester alot, and I really love it there, so yeah, (Cheetam Hill, if anyone knows it)

14. I like orchids, but I'm no really into flowers and stuff. The plants I have are very leafy.

15. I have one younger brother

16. In the PL, Liverpool, and in La liga, Barcelona

17. Holly and Caoimhe (Quee-va)

18. No not really, but i do sometimes doubt myself and think I'm horrible, but I always get right back into the idgaf attitude I've got going on.

19. I have green, blue and grey eyes

20. Im a Slytherin, and proud

21. I love Irish sausages, or rashers (bacon).

204?

Really? There's 204 of you guys? Thank you so much for the follow. I love you guys, and please interact with me, and talk to me if you want. I'm here.

-R

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And thank you guys!

Our Reader

Okay! So here we have a personality thing about Y/n the reader. The questions are below.

Enjoy!

1. Her full name in Fiánn Gráinne Trinket Ní Mháille. Its pronounced (Fee-aw-n) 2 syllables. (Gr-aw-n-ya) 2 syllables. Trinket (rhymes with drink it) and Ní Mháille, her surname. (Knee-v-all-ya). Her first name is after Na Fianna, a legendary band of Irish Warriors, who were the toughest, bravest, strongest and most intelligent. They were the eleite. Trinket, after one of the Lost Boys, Tootles, Pockets and Tinkerbell. And her surname was her mother's.

2. She was born 20th October 1995, but the year does change with the story, and is a libra. But she is almost the opposite of the stereotypes.

3. She has a really high tolerance for alcohol, and has to be on vodka and strong shots for hours for her to get drunk. Also, doesn't get hangovers and always shows that off when her friends are dying and she's up at 8 a.m making a full fried breakfast.

4. Strengths: is the best fighter in all of Auradon, and doesn't ever lose her cool, not even a blush. really good at comebacks. Also, zero fuck giving. A real tomboy too.

Weaknesses: she's unpredictable, and down right dangerous. She has trust issues, and has a hard time opening up. And doesn't understand feelings.

5. She loves anything roasted over an open fire. Like what they'd make in Neverland. All Neverland foods too, because it's whatever you want, any kind. Also, bone soup. What, she's a pirate?!

6. She would be wrath. My reader is always ready to kill, or maybe just fight depending on whether she's from Auradon or the Isle.

7. She has her father, whom she hates the most, but the lost boys and her friends are more family. She also holds a special place in her heart for her mother, and a deep respect for all female captains. Also, she prides herself for being like her mother, intelligent, strong, authoritive, bold and badass.

8. Her body is really small, mostly from lack of food as a child. She has a... Princess figure. She's really small and I imagine her with a tiny waist, with baggy/boys clothes. But, I usually don't bring size into my fics, so that's readers preferance.

9. She's afraid of nothing, for she's been through hell. Sometimes, she loses confidence, and doubts herself, but always pretends she's still got it, and keeps going. Her father is someone she would rather not face, but always hopes he's proud. (He never is.) Oh, and aeroplanes freak her out.

10. Fiánn is actually allergic to cat and dog hair, so shes always stayed away long enough to not get attached.

11. Warrior, realist, atheist, crazy, and somewhat of a bitch, but the good kind.

12. If she was suddenly handed a puppy, she'd quickly and carefully put it down and get some allergy pills. Also, she'd stay the fuck away from it.

13. Her reaction would depend. But she'd always need a second to understand. If it's a friend, a friendly hug back. If it's someone who she doesn't know/like, she'd punch them. If it's a romantic partner (Harry) she could tell imidiatly and she'd hug back. More than likely with hands getting too friendly. (cough cough, Harry, cough cough)

14. Her biggest secret is usually her feelings. If she's feeling bad, she won't say it. If she's sad, won't say. If she's happy, she dances randomly.

15. She's a carefree person, so she doesn't have pet peeves, but hates people who gossip to spread rumours. And girly people, but she'll give them a chance.

16. She doesn't really care. She'll eat the pineapple pizza, but will go straight to pepperoni.

17. It does depend, but usually a full 9-10 hours a night. But she has pulled all nighters.

18. If she had a superpower, it would be to control the sea. Or, if she could end child abuse, child neglect, rasism, and homophobia, she'd do it in a heart beat.

19. She doesn't collect items, but she had a great memory, especially of feelings or events, even just laying in someone's arms. But if your horrible, she'll remember that too.

20. She'd like bands like dua lipa, the chainsmokers, coldplay and SEO Linn (they make songs in Gaelic), but loves artists like Gnash and Drake. Also, the Peter Pan soundtrack. Also, she constantly sings "drink up me hearties". And all pirate songs and shanties.

21. She speaks 2 languages fluently, English and Irish Gaelic. Also, some Of the American Indians tribe language, as she grew up in Neverland.

22. When she's sad, she dances, and does something shes good at or she loves, like Taekwondo, or singing. Or being with Harry or friends.

23. She doesn't snore, but she does breathe in a sighing way. You can tell by her breathing when she's awake and when she's asleep.

24. Her voice is like Sabrina Carpenters, with an Irish (Kildare) accent.

25. I feel that she would survive a zombie apocalypse, and probably kill most of the zombies. Shes a warrior, and won't go down without a fight anyhow.

That's it! I hope you know our Reader a little better now.

<3 R

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-R xoxo