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Fiona Week Day 3-AU

They say there's a new god. They say that she's a child of one of the Old Ones, an Original. They say she journeyed to the End and died too young. They say that the Old One's grief was so great that the End returned her as a god so that she would never die again. They say that the dragon who killed her granted her aspects of her own image. They say that the Solar Queen himself taught her everything he knows. They say that she holds the stars themselves and burns eternal with their light. They say she's a Supernova. They say there's a new god.

At first she’s a bit timid, learning exactly how she fits in with everyone, and what her dynamic is working alongside them as one on one or in small groups, but she learns and grows and slowly becomes her own person with her own sense of humor and inside jokes.

And her own thing.

You know. Like how Ryan has a mask, Jeremy’s got a thing for orange and purple, and Gavin’s always broke.

But they’re prepping for a bank heist and everyone needs to have a mask and a plan before they head in, and Ryan’s got his thing down pat with the skull and the face paint, and then he walks into the bathroom at the penthouse and sees Fiona looking like this:

Just looking at herself in the mirror and muttering under her breath:

“Look at you, you fat fuck. I hate you. You disgusting piece of shit.”

And then she stops, turns and notices Ryan and pulls off the Poe head. “Oh, hey, Ryan. What’s up?”

And while Ryan is known to be a weird guy, he’s pretty sure he just walked into  some sort of occult shit. “Nothing. Nothing at all.”